Detective from The Future

Han Bin shook his head, "I still don't believe what you said."

Ren Bo knelt on the ground, hugging Han Bin's thigh, "Comrade police, what I said this time is true, please believe me."

"stand up."

Zhao Ming and Sun Xiaopeng dragged him from left to right.

If this is photographed by someone with a heart, it is justified and unclear.

Han Bin pulled a stool and sat down, "I tell you that every clue in the police investigation is based on evidence. If you lie, the previous transcript will be invalidated. The transcript will be rewritten and all inquiries will be made. To do it again."

"If you really rented the clown clothes to the suspect for a few hundred dollars, you didn't know his criminal behavior and didn't participate in it. You didn't have to pay legal responsibility originally, but because you lied just now, It has constituted a crime of obstructing law enforcement and official duties, and this is a penalty."

"Comrade police, please forgive me once. I am unintentional. I really don't know this is a crime. I will never dare to do it again. I will correct it. If I make a mistake, I will definitely correct it." Ren Bo knelt down again. , But was forced by Sun Xiaopeng.

Han Bin said solemnly, "I also want to open the Internet, but you have broken the law, and I can't do anything about it. As a law enforcement agency, I can only handle the case in accordance with the regulations."

"Comrade, you must have a way. I believe you can help me. I don't want to be sentenced. As long as you don't let me go to sentence, you can do whatever you want me to do."

"If you want not to be sentenced, you can only reduce your sentence by meritorious service. Only you can help you."

"Well, I want to reduce my sentence for meritorious service. Tell me how to reduce my sentence for meritorious service. I must do it. I will listen to you."

"Help us find Song Zhong and tell all the clues about Song Zhong."

"No problem, I am willing to help you find Song Zhong."

"Then tell me, where is he?"

Ren Bo was dumbfounded, with a bitter face, "I really don't know, I don't even know him, he is using me."

Han Bin's look at the other party did not look like a fake, "In this way, I will ask you to answer."

"Is Song Zhong a man or a woman?"

"the man."

"How are you sure he is a man?"

"He made two calls and his voice was a man, and he sounded young. And when I gave the clown suit, I also met him. He was about the same height as me, and he was definitely male."

Han Bin wrote a note in his notebook, "Where is his accent?"

"Like Kotoshima, but with some other accent."

"Physical characteristics."

"I've said it before, and it's all true. I didn't lie about it."

"Where is his whereabouts?"

"After he took the clown suit, he rode away on the electric bike, as if...in the direction of the playground."

"How did he pay?"

"Cash, the cash he gave."

"Where is the money?"

"I don't have any flowers, so I put it in the drawer. I'll get it."

Ren Bo walked to the desk, pulled out an envelope from the drawer, and handed it to Han Bin with both hands.

Han Bin put on his gloves and took the envelope and checked it. There were ten red banknotes inside, but nothing else was found.

Han Bin took a sealed plastic bag and sealed the letter. "Did he wear gloves when he gave you the envelope?"

"It seems to have."

Zhao Ming reminded, "Think clearly."

Ren Bo grabbed his hair and thought about it carefully, "I can't remember, I just checked the envelope at the time, for fear that the envelope contained fake money and ignored the others."

Zhao Ming smashed his mouth, "Tsk tsk, you are really good!"

Han Bin pondered for a moment, "Excuse me, please come with us."

Ren Bo said with a vibrato, "Where to go?"

"public security bureau."

Ren Bo took two steps back. "I told you all and cooperated with your investigation. Why did you take me to the Public Security Bureau?"

Zhao Ming hummed, "What did you tell us, and what did you cooperate with us, the clown suit was not found, and the shadow named Song Zhong didn't even exist, so let's trust you for anything."

"You brought the clown clothes out of the playground. We even have reason to suspect that you are Song Zhong. You have been directing and acting by yourself!"

"I didn't!" Ren Bo shouted.

"Okay, don't get excited, Mr. Ren. We do this to facilitate the investigation. As long as the case is cleared, your suspicion will naturally be cleared. I hope you can cooperate during this period." Han Bin waved his hand.

Zhao Ming and Tian Li escorted Ren Bo away.

Sun Xiaopeng stayed at the scene, waiting for the technical team to survey the scene.

...

In a black car.

Tian Li drove in front, while Han Bin and Bao Xing sat in the back to watch Osher Bo.

Ren Bo frowned, showing a bitter melon look, talking to himself along the way, "I was wronged, why should I be so unlucky? This kind of thing is on my body."

"I am more wronged than Dou E."

Zhao Ming only rolled his eyes when he heard, "Okay, don't talk about these two sentences back and forth, are they interesting?"

"Comrade police, I just feel aggrieved. I obviously didn't do anything. I just wanted to make some extra money, so I was arrested. I didn't do anything wrong at all."

Zhao Ming snorted, "Isn't it wrong for you to cheat the police? Isn't it wrong to rent out the amusement park privately? Are you justified?"

"I came to Qindao to work alone. I just want to make more money and find a girlfriend to live a good life. My heart is not a bad person. I never thought of deceiving the police.

Zhao Ming didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Ren Bo was still talking to himself, "I am wronged, Dou E is nothing compared to me, I am Dou E of the 21st century."

"Tingling bell..." At this moment, a cell phone rang.

Han Bin picked up the phone and glanced at him, glaring at Ren Bo next to him, "Shut up, if you dare to say one more thing, you will be accused of obstructing law enforcement and official duties. Don't want to get a reduced sentence."

"Well, I won't say anything, I won't say anything." Ren Bo said.

Han Bin pointed to his mouth again.

Ren Bo hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands.

Then, Han Bin pressed the answer button, and then the record button, "Hey."

A man’s voice came from the phone, "You called me just now, what's the matter?"

"Is it Mr. Song Bohui?"

"It's me, what can you do?"

"I'm from the Qindao Public Security Bureau. I have something to notify you."

"From the Public Security Bureau? I haven't dealt with you."

"Do you have a younger brother named Song Bochen?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Today Song Bochen and his girlfriend went to the Qindao Amusement Park to play. An accident happened and died. We would like to invite you to come and recognize the body."

"What is it? Song Bochen is dead."

"Yes, where are you now? About how long will you be able to come here?"

The voice on the other side of the phone was a little wary, "You are not liars, let's say yes, I have no money, and I won't send you a penny."

"When did I withdraw money from you, your brother is dead, and I asked you to come over to recognize the corpse. It's that simple. When can you come?"

Song Bohui still seemed to be a little disbelief, "No, Song Bochen is only in his twenties this year, how could he have died? This is simply impossible."

"I said, there was an accident in the playground, not a normal death."

"I'm out of town now, I have to confirm it first and contact you later." After speaking, Song Bohui hung up the phone.

Han Bin turned his head and looked at Ren Bo, "I play a sound, you listen to it."

Han Bin clicked on the recording, and the conversation between him and Song Bohui came through the phone.

After the broadcast, Han Bin asked, "Is this man's voice familiar on the phone?"

Ren Bo thought for a while, "Somewhat."

"Listen again. After listening, tell me if you recognize this man who called." Han Bin played the call recording again.

After the recording was played, Ren Bo looked dumbfounded.

Han Bin raised his chin, "Do you hear it?"

"This... can you give me some hints?"

"Is this man Song Zhong?"

"A bit like."

Zhao Ming shouted, "What does it mean is a bit like, yes, yes, no, no."

Ren Bo was a little embarrassed, "It sounds like his age, but the accent is not very similar, I am not sure.