Detective from The Future

"I didn't lie! I picked up this motorcycle." Niu Jiamu shouted.

He Yingsheng of the second group scolded, "What are you shouting, you can't speak well."

"I'm telling the truth. I picked up this motorcycle. What do you want?" Niu Jiamu squeezed his neck and stared vigorously.

"Where did you pick it up?" Han Bin asked.

"Didn't I tell you, it's illegal to pick something up in the ground." Niu Jiamu spoke with a full tone.

"In the field? In any field, the outside of the village is all land. What we want is an accurate address." Zhu Jiaxu snorted and said, "Lao Zhang, He Zi, hand him up and let him lead the way."

Niu Jiamu's wife ran over and stopped, "Comrade police, my old man has a bad temper. Don't be familiar with him. You can find any place and let him take you there. Don't wear handcuffs. Otherwise, our family will be mixed in the village in the future, and people will not be allowed to poke the backbone."

"Furthermore, my child is also older. You have tortured his father, so what kind of person is our family? How will you say kiss in the future."

Zhu Jiaxu looked at Niu Jiamu and reprimanded, "Look, a big man is not as sensible as your wife."

Niu Jiamu glared at his wife, "What do you know, stay at home honestly."

Niu Jiamu's wife was a little dissatisfied, "You are still fierce to me..."

Zhu Jiaxu became impatient and waved to his hand.

Zhang Shungu and He Yingsheng escorted Niu Jiamu into the car from left to right.

Zhu Jiaxu took Niu Jiamu to identify the location of the motorcycle.

Han Bin left with a group of people in Niu's house.

Han Bin searched in Niu's house carefully and found a helmet, compared with surveillance video, the helmet style and color are exactly the same.

Han Bin handed the helmet to the technical department for appraisal.

Han Bin felt that Niu Jiamu had a problem, and he probably lied.

"Comrade police, I'll pour you some water. Drink a glass of water and take a break." Niu Jiamu's wife walked out of the room, holding a plate in her hand and several glass drinking glasses in it.

Han Bin would definitely not drink this water, and politely declined, "Thank you, you are welcome, just put the water on the table, we will take it ourselves if we are thirsty."

Niu Jiamu's wife said, "Comrade police, Jin Baolin, the instructor of the Beixing Town Police Station, is my uncle, do you know him?"

"I don't know, we are from the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Qindao City, and we don't know much about the situation in the nearby police station." Han Bin said.

"Ah, it turned out to be a comrade from the city. That's amazing. Comrade police, my husband is an old farmer who is honest and has never had a fight with anyone. What do you guys rush to our house?"

Han Bin asked instead, "What do you call it?"

"My name is Jin Cuixia."

Han Bin asked, "You tell me the truth, how did your husband's motorcycle come from?"

"Didn't he say it, he picked it up."

"Are you there when he picked up the motorcycle?"

"That's not it."

"When was the first time you saw this motorcycle?"

"Just two days ago."

Han Bin asked, "Which day was the last two days?"

Jin Cuixia rolled her eyes, "Comrade Police, don't scare me, I've been scared to see you in such a big battle, so I don't even think about it."

"I tell you, the police are not so foolish. Since we are here, we will definitely check it out. You refuse to say that it will not only harm you, but also your family."

Jin Cuixia shook her head and said, "What do you want me to say, I really don't know."

"Think about it carefully. When was the first time you saw that motorcycle? Don't lie. We have so many investigative methods. We will adjust surveillance and visit neighbors around you. As long as you lie, you will be perjury. Was caught by the Public Security Bureau." Han Bin warned.

"Comrade police, don't scare me, what happened to that motorcycle. Whether it was stolen or what happened, I don't know what you guys are doing or how to say it." Jin Cuixia answered the question.

Han Bin couldn't help but cast a high look at the other party. The other party talked to him for a long time without giving any useful clues. Instead, he deliberately used his own words.

Since he couldn't talk, Han Bin didn't bother to talk to him again, waiting for the news from Zhu Jiaxu.

Bao Xing walked out of the room, still holding a photo frame in his hand, "Group leader, I found it here."

"What clue?"

"Look at it yourself." Bao Xing handed the photo frame to Han Bin.

Han Bin turned over and saw a photo of three people. It looked like a family of three. Niu Jiamu and Jin Cuixia were sitting on the stools, and there was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy standing behind.

Han Bin's eyes fell on the teenager, "Is this your son?"

Jin Cuixia looked a little nervous, "Yes, what's up."

"Where is he?"

Jin Cuixia asked, "He has something to go out, Comrade Police, what are you doing with my son?"

Han Bin stared at the teenager in the photo, and felt that her figure was very similar to the one in the surveillance video.

"Do you have any other pictures of your son?"

Jin Cuixia took a step back, "No, no."

Han Bin ordered, "Bao Xing, come in and search again, Jin Cuixia, take out your cell phone."

Jin Cuixia showed a nervous look, "Comrade police, what does this have to do with my son? What do you do with his photos? He is not an adult yet."

Han Bin didn't explain too much to her, and there was no need for that. He stretched out his right hand, "Take out the phone."

Jin Cuixia refused, "This motorcycle has nothing to do with me. What do you do with my mobile phone."

"The motorcycle was found in your house. Everyone in this family is suspicious. If you say it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Han Bin asked for Jin Cuixia's mobile phone, opened the photos in the picture, and found more photos of her son.

After comparing multiple pictures, Han Bin found that her son's body shape resembled the person in the surveillance video.

"What's your son's name?"

"Comrade police, this motorcycle really has nothing to do with my son!" Jin Cuixia shouted.

Han Bin said sternly, "It's not up to you whether it matters. You can say whatever I ask you."

Jin Cuixia looked a little nervous, holding her hands on her chest, "My son's name is... Niu Xin."

"Which is new?"

"Three golden Xin."

Han Bin wrote in his notebook, "Where is your son now?"

"He has something to go out."

"Where did he go? He should still be in school at his age."

"He... he wasn't the material for school. He used to fight when he was in the first year of high school. Once he broke a person and dropped out of school."

Han Bin said, "Did your son ever ride that motorcycle?"

"After you think about it, we will investigate. If you lie, we will definitely know."

Jin Cuixia hesitated and said, "Comrade police, I also have something to do, and it is impossible to be at home every day. I am not very clear about some things."

Han Bin glanced at Jin Cuixia, and fell into a brief contemplation.

If the man riding a motorcycle in the surveillance is really Niu Xin, then he is probably the one who responded to Zhu Wei's transcendence prison, or it may be related to Zhu Weichao's death.

But Niu Xin was only seventeen years old this year, and Zhu Weichao was only fourteen or five years old when Zhu Weichao was in jail. He said that he was behind the hiring of Zhu Weichao, and Han Bin was a little bit disbelieved.

First, Niu Xin was just a fourteen-five-year-old kid back then, so where did the money hire Zhu Weichao to commit the crime.

Second, according to Han Bin's speculation, Niu Xin is obviously more immature than Zhu Weichao, and more like the one being used as a gun.

Han Bin changed the subject and said, "Do you know Zhu Weichao?"

Jin Cuixia was taken aback for a moment, "I don't know."

"Where is Lin Qiuyun?"

"I don't know him either." Jin Cuixia couldn't help but asked, "Officer Han, what do these two people do, and what does it have to do with my son?"

Han Bin did not answer, and continued to ask, "Where is your son Niu Xin between 10pm and 2am on June 7th?"

Jin Cuixia said, "My son is so old that I can't control it anymore. Sometimes I often go to a friend's house, and I don't know where he is."

Han Bin said, "In other words, your son is not at home."

"Comrade police, what is going on, why are you asking about my son again."

Han Bin said straightforwardly, "That motorcycle was not picked up by your husband at all, but by your son, right?"

A look of horror appeared on Jin Cuixia's face, "No, it's not. That motorcycle has nothing to do with my son. My husband really picked it up."

Han Bin kept staring at the other person's expression, and he could see that the other person looked very panicked.

In other words, Han Bin probably guessed right, that motorcycle has nothing to do with Niu Jiamu, but Niu Xin got it.

The person who assisted Zhu Wei in surpassing prison and killing Zhu Weichao was probably Niu Xin.

Han Bin made a decision in his heart, and stopped chewing with her, and went straight to the subject, "Where is Niu Xin now?"