"Maybe I misremembered." Liu Zhixin quibbled.
"Liu Zhixin, you treat us as three-year-olds. Your statement just now has been filmed, so you won't be allowed to argue." Li Hui scolded.
"I was wronged."
Han Bin sneered: "Why are you wronged?"
"Even if there are flakes of my skin under Sun Qifeng's nails, it only means that he grabbed me, but it doesn't mean that I am the murderer."
Han Bin changed the subject and changed the topic: "Liu Zhixin, have you been to the constant line recently?"
"No."
Han Bin leaned on the table: "Do you want to know, how did we catch you?"
"think."
"Shoeprints."
"Shoe prints?" Liu Zhixin was a little puzzled. He wanted to touch his head habitually, but he couldn't reach it.
"The footprints you left at the scene of the abandoned car are different from Sun Qifeng's shoe prints."
"How can you be sure that it's my shoe print?" Liu Zhixin asked back.
"People have different body postures, different walking postures, and different wear marks on shoes. They are all unique like human fingerprints."
"Just relying on the shoe prints, you found me." Liu Zhixin muttered to himself.
"Your shoe prints are everywhere at the corpse throwing site, you can't blame it." Han Bin said seriously.
"Haha, shoe prints, because of a shoe print..." Liu Zhixin let out a strange laugh.
"Liu Zhixin, be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist," Li Hui said.
"Hehe, wide? Strict?" Liu Zhixin shook his head: "Does it still make sense to me?"
"Think about your wife, if you don't confess, she will always carry it, and her guilt will be even heavier." Han Bin said.
Liu Zhixin rested his forehead with his hands and remained silent for a long time.
Just when Li Hui was a little impatient and wanted to rush.
Liu Zhixin spoke.
"I did it."
"say clearly."
Liu Zhixin twisted his hands together: "I killed both Xing Jianbin and Sun Qifeng, and I also took the money."
"Why did you kill Xing Jianbin?"
"Damn him."
"What grudge do you have against him?"
"Sun Qifeng engaged in pyramid schemes with him. He borrowed all the money from me, but he lost it all at once. He still hasn't paid it back, let alone promised interest." Liu Zhixin said.
"Doesn't Sun Qifeng have a van? Why doesn't he use a van to pay off the debt?" Li Hui said.
"That broken bread has several hands, how much is it worth?" Liu Zhixin was a little disdainful.
"Why did you kill Sun Qifeng?"
"The crime requires transportation, but after the case is completed, the transportation is easy to be found. I don't want it to be found on me."
"You are cruel enough." Li Hui snorted.
Liu Zhixin smiled and asked, "Comrade policeman, are the noodles I cook delicious?"
"Why did I remember to ask this?"
"A few of you have eaten at the noodle shop, it seems that you haven't paid any money yet." Liu Zhixin said.
"We won't rely on money. Our team Zeng has already given the meal money to your wife."
"Thank you." Liu Zhixin said.
Li Hui knocked on the table: "What time is it, I still miss your little money."
"Opening a noodle restaurant is a hard-earned money, especially in the summer when the kitchen is like a stove. The hard-earned money I earned was cheated away by someone. It's no different from killing me." Liu Zhixin was a little excited, patting the seat Chair shouted:
"Those who engage in pyramid schemes are the hungry wolves who kill without blood!"
"Where is the stolen money?"
Liu Zhixin leaned back on the chair: "I don't know."
"At this time, you still refuse to tell where the stolen money is?"
"Ask my wife." After Liu Zhixin finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
No matter what Han Bin and Li Hui said, they stopped talking.
After leaving the interrogation room, Li Hui couldn't help but ask, "What does this guy mean? He's already laid down, but he just won't tell where the stolen money is hidden?"
Han Bin sighed: "He is creating conditions for his wife to make meritorious service."
"This..." Li Hui opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
…
Liu Zhixin has been put down, and his wife is no longer hard-pressed.
In order to be able to reduce the crime, he explained the hiding place of the stolen money.
Buried in a wooded area in a nearby park.
200,000 U.S. dollars and 300,000 RMB were all recovered, and the case was completely solved!
Criminal Investigation Team 3 and Team 2 were commended by the leaders.
…
"Congratulations, police officer 577533, successfully cracked the first murder case."
"Footprint identification, skill proficiency +3; micro-expression analysis, skill proficiency +3."
"Reward merit worth 10 points."
Han Bin smiled, it was finally worth the effort.
This time the case was the most complicated and the hardest, but the rewards were also very generous.
This case alone is enough to pay the installment bill for micro-expression analysis skills, and it is even more than enough.
During this period of time, Han Bin can relax and not have to worry about installment bills all day long.
…
After finishing the case, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
In order to reward the second group, Zheng Kaixuan invited everyone to dinner.
On the question of what to eat, everyone had a heated discussion.
Li Hui suggested eating barbecue.
Tian Li suggested to eat fried vegetables.
Zhao Ming proposed to eat hot pot.
Zeng Ping abstained.
Han Bin hasn't eaten hot pot for a long time, and he's thinking about this one.
In the end, Zhao Ming's proposal won by more than half.
Not far from the branch office, there is a Jiumen hot pot restaurant.
The six of them asked for a private room, mandarin duck pot bottom, mutton, beef, tripe, fish paste, lettuce, cabbage, enoki mushroom, fungus and so on.
The whole table was ordered.
Everyone had dinner together and originally wanted to drink some wine, but Zheng Kaixuan, Zeng Ping, and Li Hui were all driving cars, so they gave up.
The water in the shabu-shabu boiled, and Han Bin directly picked up the mutton, and put half of the two kinds of pot bottoms on one side.
"Binzi, your way of eating is too unrestrained, you put a whole plate of meat in it." Li Hui slammed his mouth.
"You have such a big mouth, you can pick up half of it with one chopstick, will others still eat it?" Han Bin hummed.
"Han Bin is right, this mutton has to be eaten to be delicious." Zheng Kaixuan said, stretching out his hand and said: "The meat is cooked, move your chopsticks."
The people present had a lot of appetites, and each person picked up a chopstick and went down with a plate of meat.
"The mutton here is delicious." Zheng Kaixuan praised.
"I heard it's a sheep from Nemeng." Zhao Mingtang grinned.
Zeng Ping smiled: "This mutton is still hand-cut and chewy."
"The bottom of this spicy pot is too spicy, is the boss from the mountain city?" Tian Li hurriedly took a sip of the yogurt.
"That's good enough." Han Bin pointed to the shabu-shabu and said with a smile, "It's a pleasure to eat hot pot in an air-conditioned room in summer."
…
"Hello, this is the 110 police service center."
"Hey, I want to call the police." A woman's voice came from the phone.
"What do you need help with?" asked the police officer.
"My son was beaten to death." The woman cried.
"Ma'am, are you saying that your son was killed?" the police officer confirmed.
"Yes, send the criminal police to catch the murderer and avenge my son." The woman cried loudly.
"When did you find out that your son was killed?"
"just now."
"Where are you?"
"Xiangcheng International, my son's body is in the green belt of the community, woo..." The woman burst into tears again.
"Ma'am, don't worry, I will report to the police now and send the police to deal with it." The operator did not get a response.
The woman who reported the case seemed so sad that she could no longer speak.
(end of this chapter)