Detective from The Future

Ma Jiajia looked a little excited, "No, Mike is not a third party, but David cheated. He took the initiative to break up with me. Then I was with Mike."

"Has David threatened Mike?"

Ma Jiajia recalled, "I said that he called Mike a gangster, and said that if he were in the United States, he would be destroyed by a single shot."

Han Bin opened his notebook and thought of a question, "Mike has a tattoo on his body, do you know what it means?"

"I asked, and he said he just got a tattoo because he thought it looked good."

"Does Mike have any belongings?"

"Mobile phone, gold chain, gold ring, and two thousand RMB."

"What brand of cell phone?"

"apple."

"What do gold chains and gold rings look like?"

"The gold chain is a thicker one, and the gold ring is also a wide ring. I bought these two gold ornaments for tens of thousands."

Bao Xing couldn't help asking, "Why do you bring so much gold?"

"Mike likes it. He said it is a black tradition."

Han Bin wrote a note in his notebook and continued to ask, “Now that electronic payment is so convenient, many people don’t usually bring cash. Even if they are emergency, they bring one or two hundred. Why does he bring so much cash?”

"Mike doesn't like electronic payment. He likes to spend paper money. He spends paper money most of the time. If the cash is not enough, he will use my credit card. He is not willing to learn to use electronic payment." Ma Jiajia said.

"Apart from David, is there anyone else you suspect?"

"How to put it, there are still people who have conflicts with Mike, but I don't think she can kill people, nor does she have the ability?"

"As long as it is someone who is in conflict with Mike, you can tell it directly. As for whether he will kill, whether he has the ability, the police will naturally judge." Han Bin said.

"OK, her name is Elizabeth, she is a staid old woman. Every time she sees Mike, she looks disdainful and quarrels with Mike several times."

"She is also a foreign teacher?"

"Yes, she is a member of the sun never sets. He despises Mike and even David. She still lives in the glory of the sun never sets in the last century. She always feels that only the English she speaks is authentic. Shit, she really hates it."

Han Bin summed up, "The five foreign teachers of Qindao Foreign Languages ​​Institute are Salman, Zelayi, Elizabeth, Mike, and David."

Ma Jiajia nodded, "Yes, Salman and Zelay are a couple. They are from the three countries of South Asia, Asia and Afghanistan."

"Mike and David are both Americans."

"Elizabeth is an old woman in an empire that never sets."

Han Bin made a note in his notebook, and then changed the conversation, "Miss Ma, where were you between 8 and 12 last night?"

Ma Jiajia widened her eyes and asked, "What do you mean? Why are you asking where I am? Are you doubting me?"

"It's just a routine inquiry."

"I am home."

"Don't you English teachers have dinner together?"

"No, we are just ordinary teachers, and the salary is not comparable to that of foreign teachers. My colleagues are more careful than each, and they are very stingy."

"In other words, you didn't have an alibi last night?"

"You still doubt me?"

"I said, just a routine inquiry."

Ma Jiajia snorted, "I also said, I'm at home, you can check the surveillance, I haven't been out since I got home."

"Where do you live?"

"Binnan District, Huisong Home, Room 1102, Building 8."

Han Bin closed the notebook, "Thank you for your cooperation, you can go back first, and we will notify you if we have news."

"When will you catch the murderer who killed Mike?"

"We will do our best to solve the case as soon as possible." Han Bin assured.

"Okay, I'm waiting for your news." Ma Jiajia got up to leave.

Han Bin got up and handed her a business card, "Miss Ma, this is my business card. If you run into Hal, let me know."

"I have Sister Li's contact information, and I will tell him." Ma Jiajia finished speaking and left a group of offices.

Bao Xing sighed, "This woman is really..."

"What's wrong?" Huang Qianqian asked.

"I don't know how to describe it?" Bao Xing spread his hands, and couldn't say something in front of Huang Qianqian.

This Ma Jiajia eats black and white. The white foreign teacher is an ex-boyfriend, and the black foreign teacher is a current boyfriend. She may have been with Chinese people before, which is equivalent to the three major races in the world being soaked by her.

Could this be an average person?

It's noon after finishing the transcript.

Ma Jingbo and others returned to a group of offices one after another, and they all went out to eat after a discussion.

During this period of time, I ate the cafeteria every day, and I was tired of delicious meals.

It just so happens that there are quite a few restaurants near the city bureau. Although some restaurants are not big, they do very well.

A group of people came to a restaurant called Dinerju, not far from the Municipal Bureau. The area of ​​the restaurant is small, and the two floors add up to only more than 100 square meters.

The six Han Bin asked for a private room, and the waiter put the menu on the table and went out to make tea.

Each of the six people ordered a dish, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, assorted meat, hot squid, garlic knuckle, unnamed beef offal soup, fried oil and wheat, the staple food was noodles, some fried cakes, and some rice.

After the waiter came in, put the tea on the table, and walked away with the written menu.

Only his own people were left in the room, and the case was naturally discussed.

"Han Bin, how do you understand the situation of the deceased?" Ma Jingbo asked.

"The basic situation has been figured out, but I personally think that Ma Jiajia's words cannot be trusted." Han Bin said.

Afterwards, Han Bin narrated the contents of the transcript to Ma Jingbo, Wang Xiao and Jiang Yang.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside, and then the waiter walked in, holding a wooden plate in his hand. The plate contained two porcelain plates. They were placed on the round table, a garlic elbow, and a stir-fried oily wheat.

With outsiders present, it is difficult to continue the discussion. Ma Jingbo beckoned, "Try it all, I will treat you today."

"The horse team, let me come today. Yesterday everyone gave me the wind. Today I invite everyone to dinner." Han Bin smiled.

Han Bin took a piece of elbow, which was fat but not greasy, and it tasted good.

Stir-fried Youmai is relatively light, not suitable for rice, but it is very clear, and it is still very greasy with these hard dishes.

Everyone had a taste, Ma Jingbo picked up the tea cup, "Let's replace the wine with tea, and take one."

Ma Jingbo is also a drinker. He is only on official business and can only talk about it.

Naturally, everyone would not dissipate him, they all raised their glasses and took a sip.

Other dishes are also available.

The waiter ticked on the menu, "Your dishes are all finished, when will the staple food be served?"

"For a while." Han Bin said.

The waiter closed the door of the private room and went out.

Ma Jingbo continued the previous discussion and asked: "Han Bin, what do you mean by saying that Ma Jiajia can't believe everything? She lied."

Han Bin took a sip of tea and went smoothly, "I didn't see any signs of lying, but from her description, I felt that Mike should have something to hide from her, and many confessions were inconsistent."

"I also have this feeling. Ma Jiajia describes Mike as a very responsible person, but I always feel a little fake and unreal." Bao Xing echoed.

Li Qin analyzed, "Will it be preconceived? Earlier we guessed that Mike may be a stubborn American, but Ma Jiajia said that he is a hero, which caused some contrast to Mike's image, so that she felt that her words were a bit false."

"Some time ago, Mike's brother Tony was shot and killed in the United States. Hal came to the country to find Mike to return to China and asked Mike to seek justice for Tony. In the end, Mike was also killed. If there is no relationship between the two, would it be a coincidence. Bao Xing shrugged his shoulders.

"Can you contact the American police to find out how Tony died, as well as Mike's specific identity information, to see if the two cases are related." Jiang Yang proposed.

Ma Jingbo put down his chopsticks. Jiang Yang's proposal is good, but it is not easy to implement. Even if the American police can be contacted, the efficiency of this matter will not be too fast, and it will not be expected in a short time.

Speaking of this, Han Bin looked at Li Qin on the side, "By the way, how is the cell phone number that Mike uses?"

"The service area is no longer and mobile phone positioning cannot be performed. I have contacted the technical department. They will communicate with the communication company and ask the communication company to print a list of recent calls." Li Qin said.

Han Bin thought for a moment, "When it comes to mobile phones, I have a speculation, whether it is possible that we have complicated things, this is just a **** case caused by a simple touch of porcelain."

Han Bin's proposal is very novel and immediately aroused everyone's curiosity.

"The location where the deceased was injured was in the front of the car, and the car showed signs of braking. The situation is very similar to that of the porcelain.

Li Qin frowned and said, "It's possible to touch porcelain. My love has just passed. During this time, most people have no work. There are not a few people who are short of money. But I have seen more people who touch porcelain, and murder is completely the same. nature."

Han Bin recalled for a while and continued, “According to Ma Jiajia’s transcript, Mike was wearing a very thick gold chain and gold ring. The sum of these two amounts to tens of thousands.”

"Suppose, Mike leaned over to look at the wounded and wanted to lift the wounded up, and the first thing the wounded saw was the sparkling big gold chain. If the wounded grabbed Mike’s gold chain, two people There will definitely be a fight."

Jiang Yang poured a cup of tea, "I think what Team Leader Han said is reasonable. This speculation is more consistent with the traces of the scene, and there is another benefit to touching porcelain at night. If you can meet someone who is drunk driving, you can definitely send a fortune. Windfall."

Ma Jingbo took a bite of squid and squeaked. Han Bin's analysis was fine, but there was no evidence to support it.

Han Bin took a sip of beef miscellaneous soup with mustard in it. He drank a mouthful that was very transparent. "Equestrian team, how is the line of suspects investigated?"

Ma Jingbo shook his head and said helplessly, "We checked the surveillance of the T-shaped intersection. The timeline was from 8 o'clock last night to 2 o'clock in the morning today. We found several people who passed by during this time period, but all suspicions were ruled out."

Han Bin thought of the crooked shoe prints on the green belt, and suggested, "The horse team, I think we can extend the investigation time and push the timeline back."