Detective from The Future

The first snow of 2020 comes later than before...

When Han Bin left the city bureau, sparse snow fluttered in the sky.

Han Bin likes the snowy weather very much.

The air is fresh, the snowflakes are flying, and the whiteness is squeaking under the feet.

It's been a long time since the snowball fight.

There is a thin layer of frosty snow on the sidewalk, and I don't know how thick it will fall tomorrow.

Han Bin's home is not far from the city office, and Han Bin didn't take a taxi, so he walked home.

Han Bin had just finished his training and was not in a hurry to go to the branch.

I saw a stall of fried chestnuts on the road. Although it was snowing, it did not mean to close the stall.

The aroma of sugar-fried chestnuts floated over, and Han Bin walked to the stall and bought a pound of chestnuts that were just out of the pot.

Han Bin likes to eat fried chestnuts, but peeling is a bit hard.

Han Bin strolled back home. Not only was the snow not small, but a bit bigger, and the hat had turned white.

Han Bin glanced at the darkening sky, and just like this, tomorrow, he can have a snowball fight and make a snowman.

Han Bin arrived at the door of the house, and before he opened the door, he heard the lively voices in the house, and knew that there should be guests at home.

After opening the door, I realized that it was not the guest, but his grandfather.

"Grandpa, when did you come?" Han Bin said with joy.

Originally, Han Bin was still thinking about going home, calling his grandfather, and asking him to stay in the house in snowy weather so that he would not come out, so that the road would slip and fall.

"Come here this morning. Your parents said it might snow today. They were afraid that the sliding in the yard would throw me off, so they took me to live." Han Tingqian smiled.

Han Bin changed his shoes and put the fried chestnuts on the coffee table: "Grandpa, eat the chestnuts, they are still hot."

Wang Huifang walked out of the restaurant: "Binzi, you change your clothes first, it's weird to wear this one."

"What is delicious?"

"Your dad has to eat hot pot." Wang Huifang said.

"It's so exciting to eat hot pot on a snowy day. It's comfortable to drink a pot of small wine." Han Weidong's voice came from the restaurant.

It was common for the two to quarrel, and Han Bin was too lazy to take care of it. After a simple wash, he changed into clean clothes and chatted with Han Tingqian.

"Binzi, I heard from your dad that you have been promoted to police rank?" Han Tingqian cared.

"Yes, I am now a second-level superintendent." Han Bin's tone was filled with excitement.

"Then are you busy this year?"

"It's hard to say, it's not the same as before in ***, it depends on the number of cases."

Han Tingqian hesitated for a moment: "I thought, if I can live in the city this year, don't go back to my hometown."

In the past, Han Bin's family of four spent the New Year in their hometown. This has become a tradition, and it is not easy for the father to relax.

Han Bin knew that it was grandfather's consideration for himself, otherwise, the old man would definitely prefer to spend the New Year in a more New Year's home.

"Grandpa, where are you, that's Chinese New Year." Han Bin smiled.

In fact, Han Bin also wanted to go back to his hometown to celebrate the New Year. It feels more like New Year. Big yard, walking with relatives, burning fire on the kang... are all memories of childhood.

But now he is a policeman and a criminal policeman. Once he has a mission, it is a major event. The people cannot do without him, and Qindao cannot do without him.

"Boom." There was a knock on the door outside, and Han Bin got up: "Who is it?"

"Binzi, it's me."

Han Bin opened the door, and there was a fat figure standing outside, carrying many things in his hands.

"Uncle, what are you doing with these things?"

"Take it, I didn't buy it for you kid." Wang Qingsheng planted things into Han Bin's hands.

Wang Qingsheng entered the room, his fat face was full of smiles: "Uncle, how are you doing recently?"

"Okay, very good." Han Tingqian got up and greeted Wang Qingsheng to come in and sit: "Come on, take something else."

"Yes, this is to honor your old man." Wang Qingsheng took off his coat, still wearing a down jacket.

Han Bin frowned: "Uncle, it's so cold, and it's almost New Year, so don't set up a stall."

· "The cold is a little bit colder, but many people have leisure and money at the end of the year. The stalls still have to be set up. The last winter of hard work, next year I will find a way to set up a store." Wang Qingsheng rubbed his face and became fat. His face was a little stupid with cold.

When everyone arrived, the hot pot was officially opened.

Wang Huifang doesn't like to eat hot pot at home. In her words, the smell of oily smoke is everywhere in the house.

Therefore, hot pot is usually eaten on the balcony. Fortunately, the balcony area of ​​Han Bin’s house is not small. He bought a rectangular folding table and eat hot pot directly on the balcony, so that there will be no hot pot taste in the house. .

Although the temperature on the balcony is definitely lower than that in the restaurant, eating hot pot and blanching a pot of white wine not only does not feel cold, but rather comfortable.

......

Early the next morning.

Han Bin opened the window, and a gust of fresh cold air rushed towards his face. Outside, there was a vast expanse of snow, and the snow had already passed the instep.

Han Bin had eaten breakfast earlier than he went to the sunrise gate, and called Li Hui to walk to work together.

Slippery roads on a snowy day make driving to work unsafe and easy to cause accidents.

Moreover, Qindao is a coastal city, the temperature is not too low, the daytime temperature should be able to reach above zero, maybe the snow will melt anytime.

It is also a good feeling to take a stroll on a snowy day, and you will not encounter it several times a year.

When he arrived at the police station, Han Bin was immediately surrounded by a group of colleagues, babbling about the training.

Han Bin didn't have anything to hide, so he introduced the training situation.

Had a casual meal in the cafeteria at noon, Han Bin and the others went to the yard, originally thinking about building a snowman and playing a snowball fight, but it was already sunny, the sun was rising high, and the snow had begun to melt. .

This was a bit disappointing. Han Bin and the others went back to the office after grouping a few snow groups.

Putting the snow ball next to the window, Han Bin started his lunch break.

......

It was one o'clock in the afternoon.

Yanxi Road.

There is a Qiming Primary School nearby.

Children in twos and threes go to school together.

It is snowing today, and the children seem very happy, walking, having a fight, and having a snowball fight.

There is a snowman piled on the sidewalk, and it has begun to melt in the sun.

Three children walked up to the snowman. One of the round-faced, fleshy children cast a snowball and shouted, "Go, shuriken!"

The snowball slammed into the snowman's head.

"Yeah, it's hit." The little boy looked very happy.

A tall little boy yelled and rushed to the snowman quickly: "Konoha Cyclone Legs."

The little boy kicked the snowman.

Another child with a red scarf was not to be outdone, and slapped the snowman's chest with a palm: "Lei Dun, Chidori!"

The three attacks on the snowman in turn caused the snowman, who had already begun to melt, to start to drop snow.

Children at this age have a natural destruction. They don't care who made the snowman, let alone the thoughts of the snowman. They only care about whether they are happy or not.

As long as the snowman is destroyed, they feel happy.

"Hey, there seems to be something in this snowman," the tall little boy said.

"Really, let's take a look." The chubby child said.

The three of them smashed away the snow from the snowman's head. The more they smashed in, the redder the color of the snow became, from the light red at the beginning to the deep red.

After completely peeling it open, a **** face appeared.

"Papa." An eyeball fell to the ground.

"what!"

"what!"

"what......"

Three exclamations sounded, and the three little boys were terrified.

Run with one leg.

One scared to pee his pants.

Another squatted on the ground, covering his face and burst into tears.

......

Half an hour later, Han Bin led people to the scene. A cordon had been set up around the snowman. Several policemen stood outside the cordon, and there were many people watching.

After Han Bin showed his ***, he entered the scene smoothly.

It was the police from Yanxi *** who maintained order at the scene, and the person in charge was Sheriff Qin Dingzhan.

After the two parties introduced, Han Bin said straightforwardly: "Sergeant Qin, where are the three children?"

"The children are frightened and have been taken away by their parents."

"Have you left your contact information?"

"I kept the contact information of their parents, but the children were very scared. It is estimated that it will be difficult to take notes for a while."

Han Bin nodded and led someone to check the scene.

"Pay attention to your feet and don't destroy the scene."

"This is a sidewalk. The snow nearby has been trampled on porcelain. I guess the suspect's footprint has been destroyed long ago." Li Hui muttered.

Han Bin observed the scene, and indeed, as Li Hui said, there were a lot of footprints around, and the snow around the snowman had been stepped on porcelain, and the suspect's footprints were probably covered.

Everyone turned their eyes to the snowman. The snowman was about one meter tall. It was already a little broken because of melting and destruction, especially the head, only about two-thirds left.

A **** face was hidden in the middle of the snowman, his face was severely damaged, his facial features had been damaged, and it looked like he had been hit hard by a blunt weapon.

** Going closer, pointing to a lock of long hair: "This should be a woman."

Tian Li shrugged: "Men can also have long hair."

"This snowman is one metre tall. Could it be that his leg was chopped off?" Sun Xiaopeng made a stroke.

"This face has been smashed, and the murderer is too cruel." Li Hui smashed his mouth.

"More cruel things are still hidden in the snowman. It is estimated that they will become a nightmare for the three children." Tian Li showed sympathy.

"Da da da..." At this moment, forensic doctor Wu Xia walked over with her assistant.

Han Bin said hello, and flashed aside with his men.

It is better to leave professional work to professional people.

Han Bin and others did not go far, watching the forensic doctor and the technical team deal with the corpse.

The technical team first set up a simple shed to block the sight of the surrounding people, and then peeled off the snow layers. In order to avoid losing evidence, they also used a sieve to sift the snow.

After the snow fell off, the talents inside were revealed.

This is a naked woman, kneeling on the ground, graceful figure, tight skin, long black hair on her shoulders, if you look from the back, it will definitely make people ****.

** grew up with his mouth, and murmured: "I abused it. This is too cruel. Such a good ** can actually be used...to prevent the bachelor from living."