Detective from The Future

Ma Jingbo looked at Han Bin, who had been silent, "Han team, what do you think?"

Han Bin cleared his throat, "This scooter is not suspect, it is the biggest suspect. If I were a suspect, I would probably also use the scooter to transport stolen money. The space of the scooter is too small for all suspects. People ride, so it will not be the first target suspected by the police. Moreover, even if the police suspect it, it is difficult to trace the identity of the car owner."

"From this point of view, these robbers have strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities. The stolen money of more than one million is not a small sum and is easy to be targeted by the police, so they used the method of separating the stolen from the person to escape. At the same time, They did not immediately take away the stolen money, but waited until the next morning when a large number of cars left the community. It was difficult for the police to identify which car the stolen money was on, and they could also take away the stolen money by fishing in troubled waters."

"Take a step back, don't worry about the suspicion of this scooter, as long as it is suspected, we must investigate it."

Ma Jingbo nodded, "Since this car is suspected, let's find it first. I will arrange the task. Han Bin will continue to track the red scooter. I will stay at the Municipal Bureau and continue to check the surveillance of Jianhua Community on the night of the incident. Are there any other clues? Leader Zhu, you and the team member who was on the night shift last night will go back to rest."

"Yes."

After Ma Jingbo finished the arrangement, everyone split up.

Zhu Jiaxu and Han Bin handed over their work and then left.

Han Bin checked the driving route of the scooter early in the morning yesterday and took people to the monitored intersection of Likang Street and Yancheng Road.

This is already on the outskirts of Qindao City. In addition to the main road, there are many village roads. The village roads are not monitored. It is relatively difficult to investigate. This is the reason why Zhu Jiaxu did not bring anyone to follow up. At night, there was not even a villager. I wanted to ask, but I didn’t have to ask.

Han Bin and others drove around in a circle, learned about the surrounding situation, and roughly inferred the escape route of the red scooter.

Since the next monitored intersection is not photographed, it means that the red scooter has left the main road during this distance, and there are three forks around the main road.

The first fork leads to Renjia Village.

The second intersection is Pingan Town.

The third intersection is a country road, located outside Beima Village.

The village roads in the countryside extend in all directions, and it is not easy to find a red scooter.

Han Bin discussed with the team members, and in the end only came up with two dumb methods, one is to check the surveillance, and the other is to visit.

Although the method is stupid, it is the most practical.

The four of Han Bin drove around these three roads and collected the surveillance on these three roads, and then all sent them to Ma Jingbo who was staying in the city bureau, and Ma Jingbo led the team members to check the video.

Han Bin took the team members to visit nearby.

Speaking of visits, the most difficult one should be the road outside Beima Village. There are very few people during the day, and ghosts will wander outside the village at night. Who can visit?

Han Bin set the first target of the visit to Renjia Village. Compared with Ping'an Town, the population flow in this village is smaller and it is easier to visit.

As for Ping An Town, Han Bin plans to wait until later, and he can ask comrades from the Ping An Town Police Station for assistance.

When Han Bin and the others arrived at Renjia Village, it was already noon. Everyone ran all morning and was already hungry.

At the east entrance of the village, there is a restaurant called Wuji Taoluo.

There is a large pot at the entrance of the store. The way of the noodles is a bit special. It is not like ordinary noodles directly put into the pot, nor is it like cutting noodles with a knife. Instead, it is pressed into the pot with a special machine.

Han Bin had it when he was in Quancheng and it tasted very good.

Han Bin and the others entered the shop and sat at a four-person square table at the door. A woman in her forties came over and said, "What can you eat?"

"What is 饸branding?" Bao Xing hasn't really eaten it.

The proprietress said, "It's cooked in a pot outside. There are soba noodles, white noodles, beef gravy, vegetarian gravy, and cold dishes."

"Bring me a big bowl of buckwheat glutinous rice noodles, beef gravy." Han Bin rubbed his hands and looked at the menu on the wall.

"Cold dishes are yuba, peanuts, cucumber, pork head, and kelp shreds."

Bao Xing also ordered a bowl of buckwheat noodles.

Jiang Yang and Wang Xiao both eat white flour and glutinous rice.

Soon cold dishes and noodles were served. The buckwheat noodles sprinkled with a handful of chives looked very appetizing. Han Bin took a sip of the soup and it tasted good. I ate another bite of glutinous rice noodles, which was very vigorous, and the taste was almost the same as in the memory.

Bao Xing also took a bite, "Yeah, this is the buckwheat noodles. This is the first time I have eaten it. It tastes good."

Jiang Yang and Wang Xiao ate white noodles, which is not much different from ordinary noodles. They are just pressed out by a machine and taste a little different.

After eating, Han Bin wiped his mouth, "Mrs. Boss, you did a good job of making noodles."

"You come here often if it suits your taste. We open the door every day. We use good ingredients and affordable."

Han Bin smiled, "What time does your store open in the morning?"

The lady boss said, "It will be open after ten."

"That's pretty early, don't you have to come to the store to prepare at eight or nine o'clock."

The lady boss said, "Yes, I have to go out to buy vegetables and make noodles early in the morning. I'm tired this day."

Han Bin asked, "Let me ask you something. Did you see an old red scooter passing by at around 8 o'clock yesterday morning?"

The lady boss glanced at Han Bin unexpectedly, "What are you asking about?"

Han Bin showed the police officer ID, "We are the police, come here to investigate a case."

The lady boss took a step back, "Hey, it's a comrade policeman. You... don't you wear a police uniform."

"We are investigating in plainclothes."

"Yes, yes, I watched it on TV, plain clothes."

Bao Xing took out his cell phone, "Sister, have you seen a red old scooter yesterday? This is a photo."

The lady boss took a look, "Yesterday we opened the door at half past eight, and we hadn't come by eight o'clock, and after we came, we were busy in the store. The cold wind was blowing outside. Who has the time to stare at the road."

"So, you haven't seen a similar car?"

The lady boss took the phone and looked at it carefully, "This car...but looks familiar."

"Where have you seen it?"

"There is a family in our village who seems to have a red old scooter. He often drives this car to pick up children. I can't guarantee whether it is the same car."

"Where is the family you mentioned, can you take us over to see it?"

"That won't work, I'm going to take you there, and I will open a shop here in the future." The proprietress quickly refused.

Han Bin stepped back and asked for the next best thing, "In this way, you tell me what his name is, and we will find out elsewhere so that you won’t be embarrassed.

The lady boss took a look at the door of the store, and saw that there were no other customers, and whispered, "He is Ren Guoliang and he lives in the west of the village."