Detective from The Future

Yang Zhichao yelled, "You can't do this...can't..."

"Quiet!" Ma Jingbo patted the table, "Could it be you have the final say, we are talking about evidence."

"Okay, then you check your evidence, Song Xinhai is dead anyway, I don't say anything, see what evidence you have." Yang Zhichao coldly snorted.

"If you don’t say anything, we will continue to investigate. If your mother received the stolen money in her account, she will also assist in the investigation; and your brother and sister, if your mother remitted the stolen money to their account, they will also assist in the investigation. Personnel related to the stolen money will be listed as suspects in the device control case."

Yang Zhichao stood up and patted the interrogation chair with his hands, "You can't do this, they are innocent, they don't know anything."

"Are they innocent?" Ma Jingbo asked with a colder expression.

"Is that Ren Jianhua innocent? Is Cao Da innocent? Is Zhao Xiaoshan innocent? The money your mother, your brother, and your sister spend are all in exchange for their lives. Tell me, who is it? Innocent?"

"I beg you, don't disturb their lives, they really don't know anything." Yang Zhichao cried.

"Then who knows?"

Yang Zhichao nodded hurriedly, "I know, I know all, I said, I will tell you all."

This time, Yang Zhichao's mentality was completely defeated, and he explained the case honestly.

As he said before, this is a case of reselling under the control of a device. Song Xinhai is a donor intermediary. He is in favor of his work in the medical examination center and can help find healthy donor targets. The three victims are young and strong. Boy, their organs are also the most energetic.

The portraits from the United States and the photos of male celebrities are blind. In order to conceal the truth of the reseller tube, people mistakenly think that they are too killers, and he has an appointment with Song Xinhai, as long as the police have enough evidence and know After knowing the meaning of the picture, he confessed to the pre-discussed rhetoric.

After all, they are still doing it for their own benefit. Once the police find out the truth, their previous illegal gains will be confiscated, but if it is just a homicide, the police will not freeze the stolen money.

For this, Yang Zhichao had to pretend to be a piece of glass, and also hung a lot of portraits of Guomen in the room. A normal man would be crazy when facing these all day long, so he found the other side of the transaction, with a normal man. His identity, vent his dissatisfaction and depression.

As for Zhao Xiaoshan, I don't know whether to say he is lucky or unfortunate.

According to Yang Zhichao’s confession, the kidnapping of Zhao Xiaoshan was planned years ago. Because of the incident of Fei Yan, Song Xinhai also asked his superiors whether to continue to implement the plan. The superiors still asked for the implementation. The reason is simple, patients who need transplantation tubes, etc. Sorry.

However, after the person was kidnapped, the control was still not relaxed, and Qi Guan could not be transported out of Qindao. After considering the risks, he finally decided to give up and Zhao Xiaoshan was killed.

A section of the thigh was fed to the dog.

...

The interrogation lasted a full two hours.

Although Yang Zhichao confessed, Han Bin did not feel relaxed at all.

Song Xinhai and Yang Zhichao are just outsiders, and a huge network of interests is involved behind this.

Han Bin has a feeling of powerlessness. As the case progresses, it has greatly exceeded his jurisdiction.

After leaving the interrogation room, Han Bin said with a solemn expression, "Captain Ma, should we continue to investigate this case?"

Ma Jingbo hesitated, "This case is too much involved and too wide-ranging. It needs to be reported to the leaders of the city bureau. From the current situation, it is difficult for our police force to continue the investigation and may be transferred to the provincial government. "

Ma Jingbo patted Han Bin on the shoulder, "Your kid did a good job this time. I will ask the city bureau leader for your credit."

"Thank the horse team."

...

Get off work at night.

Han Bin bought some cooked food, got a case of beer, and invited Li Hui to the house for a small gathering.

The two touched a glass and took a gulp of beer.

"Cool!" Li Hui hadn't drunk for a long time, added a piece of pig ears, and chewed.

"Binzi, it's been a long time since we two had a drink alone."

"Really." Han Bin nodded and took a bite of peanuts.

Li Hui sighed, "When we solved the case before, we all got together in the group. Now we have solved such a big case, but only the two of us drank alcohol."

"After waiting for this period of time, I will entertain you and everyone will gather together." Han Bin picked up his glass and touched Li Hui.

"Haha..." Li Hui laughed, "Then I can say yes first, the big waist must not be less."

"You love big waist so much, I'll change your nickname later and call you big waist."

"Cut." Li Hui rolled his eyes and filled Han Bin with beer. "Binzi, Captain Ma didn't praise you too much this afternoon. Is your kid getting promoted again?"

"I'm thinking, how long has my team leader been doing, and where can I go up?" Han Bin said.

"That's also true. Although you have done a lot of credit, your qualifications are there. You can't be commissioned as deputy squadron captain so quickly; at the speed of your promotion, wouldn't it mean that you will top the Zeng team after a while."

Han Bin snorted, "As soon as you drank it, you started talking drunk."

"Cut, early." Li Hui said, and had another drink with Han Bin.

The two ate a few bites of food and then talked about the case.

"Binzi, when did you suspect that this was a scalping case?"

Han Bin put down his chopsticks and recalled, "Actually, when this case was first investigated, there were already some clues. For example, the broken body, the dog feeding, and the victim were all young and strong guys. At that time, I had this Kind of speculation, but no real evidence was found."

"Actually, I believe Captain Ma and Team Zeng should have similar suspicions, but no real evidence was found. Later, when the medical examination center was checked, this suspicion reached its highest point."

"However, this is also a turning point. Then, he found Yang Zhichao and found Yang Zhichao's home. Yang Zhichao deliberately pretended to be in love with the same surname, and also put a picture of the American serial murderer at home, deliberately leading the investigation of the case to another direction."

"Song Xinhai's death has no evidence. Yang Zhichao insisted that he had become too murderous. If the other bank was not investigated, the truth of the reseller pipe might be covered up. After all, Song Xinhai was dead, and Yang Zhichao admitted that he was an accomplice and met the conditions for closing the case. "

"However, the fake is fake after all. No matter how good Yang Zhichao pretends, he is a straight man after all, and he will eventually leave some clues. In fact, when I interrogated him for the first time, I mentioned his home. I found him showing a look of disgust."

"At the time, I was thinking about what disgusted him in his home. The appearance of Bi An happened to prove this point. He was not in love with the same surname. He returned to the home full of Guo Nan posters. "

Li Hui nodded, and Han Bin's words came to his heart. When the investigation began, he had vaguely had similar guesses. However, Yang Zhichao's identity and confession of the same surname successfully diverted his attention and made him mistaken. Thought this was a surname invasion and murder case.

The two got together at ten o'clock before Li Hui went home.

Han Bin cleaned up, took a shower, lay down on the bed and slept firmly.

...

The other side of the Pacific Ocean.

Chinese restaurant on Hickel Street.

At this time it was just time for dinner, and the Chinese restaurants began to visit customers.

Most people who come to eat Chinese food are of Chinese descent, but there are also some whites, blacks, and Latinos.

In the middle of the restaurant sat two black men, one with a gold chain and one with dirty braids, and the two ordered a whole table of dishes.

Kung Pao Chicken, Mushu Meat, Braised Pork, Mapo Tofu, Sea Cucumber with Green Onion, Fried Rice with Egg.

The two black foreigners were eating while shouting slogans, "Yoyou Cheeky, this restaurant is really..."

Hei foreigners shouted slogans and laughed loudly while eating, and the two people messed up the restaurant.

Ge Yunyun, the waiter in the restaurant, was afraid of passing by their table, so he could only walk around the road.

This made the two black foreigners even more excited and whistled at Ge Yunyun.

"Crack..." A door rang, and a man in a trench coat and gold glasses walked in.

"Brother Liao." Ge Yunyun hurriedly said hello.

Brother Liao nodded and walked to the counter, "Xiao Lei, bring me a glass of orange juice."

Xiao Lei held a glass of orange juice and put it next to Brother Liao, "Brother Liao, the two black foreigners, ordered another table of dishes. I guess the possibility of paying the bill is unlikely."

Brother Liao took a look, "Are they the two people last time?"

"Looks like, oh yeah, these black foreigners all look the same, black is not slender." Xiao Lei is also a little uncertain, "but, many of these foreigners are mixed together, they are connected and know which restaurant. If you’re a bully, you’ll come quickly. Anyway, it’s all the same."

"Make me a claypot rice, I'll go next to them and listen." After Liao Ge finished speaking, he walked to the table not far from the black foreigner.

The two black foreigners didn't care about Brother Liao at all, they were still talking about themselves.

The man with dirty braids stroked this gesture, "Tony, the food in this restaurant is good, I like this braised pork, it's great."

"Yeah, my brother, can the restaurant I recommend is worse? Who am I? Hickel Street Bully Tony." The man with the gold chain stretched out his fist and touched his fist with the dirty braided man.

The man with dirty braids lit a cigarette and took a sip, "Tony, have you recently made a fortune?"

"No, it's the same."

The man with dreadlocks shrugged, "Is this meal cheap?"

Tony pointed to the head of the man with dirty braids, "Are you kidding me? Just leave after eating. Why do you want so much?"

"Oh, Tony, you forgot the restaurant where we ate barbecue last time. I don't want to go through it again." The man with dirty braids made a shot gesture.

"Fuck, that's Bangzi's shop. It's a Chinese restaurant. It's different. Do you understand?" Tony shrugged and said with a look of disdain, "Believe me, they don't have guns at all."

"Harmony makes money." Tony said four words in Chinese:

"Eat as much as you want, my brother, do whatever you want, I'll treat you."