"Take us to the car repair shop," said Li Hui.
"Sir, I really didn't do anything bad." Song Zhanjun's voice trembled.
He never expected that his shop would be opened as usual, but two bad guys would come.
"Don't worry, the police won't wrong a good man. We're here to eliminate your suspicion. You just need to cooperate with our investigation," comforted Han Bin.
"I … I, OK, I'll close now." Song Zhanjun sighed, cleaned up, and closed the tea shop.
Then, they drove to the car repair shop.
Old Kuan's car repair shop was not far from Yuqian Tea House, just two blocks away.
The boss was in his forties, fat, wearing an apron full of oil stains, and holding a wrench in his hand.
Song Zhanjun got out of the car and waved, "Old Kuan."
"Boss Song, why are you here?" The boss of the car repair shop looked at Song Zhanjun, then at Han Bin and Li Hui, and smiled.
"Are you bringing your friends to my shop to repair your car?"
"Stop guessing. These two are the police," Song Zhanjun introduced.
"Police." Old Kuan was stunned. He stretched out his hand and then retracted it, "Sir, what can I do for you?"
"We're investigating a case and want to know something from you. Just tell us the truth," Han Bin said directly.
Old Kuan touched his hand on his apron, "No problem. What's the matter?"
Li Hui turned on the law enforcement recorder and asked, "Did Song Zhanjun come to your shop to repair your car?"
"Yes."
"What car?"
"It's a black car."
"When?"
"I don't remember the specific date. I'll check it for you." Old Kuan returned to the shop, took out a book, opened it, and said,
"He came on the afternoon of September 2nd and took the car away on September 5th."
"What's wrong with the car?"
"There's something wrong with the brakes."
Han Bin hesitated for a moment. He raised his head to look around and pointed at the surveillance camera above the shop. "Show me the surveillance video. I want to see it."
"Sure, the surveillance video is in the back room." Old Kuan made an inviting gesture and led the group into the back room.
Old Kuan went back to look for the surveillance footage. The footage from September 2nd had been blocked, but he could find footage from September 5th. Han Bin checked it and found Song Zhanjun's car.
When Song Zhanjun picked up the car, he chatted with Old Kuan for a while and even touched his nose. After paying, he drove away.
The surveillance video basically matched the two's statements, so Song Zhanjun was not very suspicious.
"Sir, look, I didn't lie, did I?" Song Zhanjun pointed at the screen.
Han Bin sized him up and asked, "Song Zhanjun, why are you rubbing your nose?"
"I have rhinitis, and I always feel uncomfortable. I like to rub my nose," Song Zhanjun said as he habitually rubbed his nose. "It's an old problem."
"We understand your situation. There are no problems for the time being. Thank you for your cooperation." Han Bin bid farewell and left the shop.
Today's incident proved that micro-expression analysis was not 100% accurate, especially when it came to determining whether someone was lying through their body movements. The accuracy was even lower.
Judging a person's emotions through micro-expressions was not wrong for the time being. However, it also reminded Han Bin that he would still need evidence in the future.
…
After the investigation, Han Bin and Sun Xing returned to the police station and reported the results to Zheng Kaixuan.
Not long after, Wei Zimo and Sun Xing also returned to the police station. They found the owner of the second suspect car and gave her a statement.
The owner of the second suspect car was called Wang Xueping. That night, her husband was drunk, and she went to pick him up. Her husband was already drunk, and when the car shook, he vomited near Tong An Bridge. That was why there was a delay.
Wei Zimo and Sun Xing went to the restaurant to check the surveillance video and called the people who drank with Wang Xueping's husband. They confirmed that it was true, and they ruled out the second suspect car.
The first two cars were ruled out, and the most suspicious car was the fake license plate.
Han Bin and the others also wanted to know if Team One had found any clues, but Team One did not return until five o 'clock in the afternoon. However, Dai Minghan came.
"Yo, you guys from Team Three seem to be quite relaxed." Dai Minghan strode in.
"Chief Dai, our team just came back from the investigation." Zheng Kaixuan smiled.
Dai Minghan didn't sit down and couldn't help but ask, "How is the investigation of the other two suspect cars?"
"We have ruled out the other two cars as suspects."
"So, the most suspicious car is the fake license plate." Dai Minghan touched his chin.
"Team One hasn't returned yet, and I don't know the progress of their investigation for the time being." Zheng Kaixuan said.
"Li Zhankun just called to report that they are investigating several villages on the north side of Tong An Bridge. They have obtained the surveillance video of three village roads, but the surveillance video of August 30th was blocked. At present, there is no trace of the fake license plate." Dai Minghan said.
"Chief Dai, this fake license plate is indeed very suspicious. Tong An Bridge is likely to be the place where the body was dumped." Zheng Kaixuan said with certainty.
"I know what you want to say." Dai Minghan glanced at Zheng Kaixuan and continued.
"I have already applied to the higher-ups to salvage the remains of the deceased at Tong An Bridge. The higher-ups attach great importance to this case and have already coordinated with the Water Conservancy Bureau. If there are no accidents, the upstream gate will be closed tonight, and the salvage will be carried out early tomorrow morning."
"As expected of Chief Dai. With you around, there is nothing that can't be done." Zheng Kaixuan smiled.
Dai Minghan lowered her head and glanced at her watch. "Get off work early today. Gather at the branch office at five in the morning tomorrow. I will arrange for the salvage."
"Yes."
…
The next morning, the water level in the center of the Moon River near Tong An Bridge had dropped to less than two meters, and the water flow had stabilized, enough to ensure the safety of the salvage personnel in the river.
At six in the morning, several cars were parked near Tong An Bridge. More than a dozen people surrounded the Moon River, some of whom were wearing police uniforms.
The leader was the deputy chief of the branch office, Dai Minghan. Standing on the left was a man in police uniform. He was Superintendent Chen of the local police station. Li Zhankun and Zheng Kaixuan stood behind them.
Han Bin also stood in the crowd. He looked at a police officer who was changing into a diving suit, and then looked at the river not far away.
The width of the Moon River here was nearly a hundred meters, and the deepest was nearly two meters. If someone who was not familiar with the water entered the water, it was very likely that they would drown.
The water seemed gentle, but it was also the most dangerous. Even a 1.8-meter-tall man could drown in the 1.5 meter deep river.
Those who did not know how to swim would realize how scary the water was once they entered the water. If they choked, they would be dazed and unable to stand up even if they wanted to.
After putting on the diving suit, the police officer made an OK gesture with his pen and entered the water. Sun Xing and another officer who was familiar with the water rowed a small boat and followed him.
Time passed by, and the boat had already slid to the middle. Everyone on the shore was waiting anxiously.
After a while, the diving officer floated up and made a gesture with his pen. Sun Xing handed him an iron hook, and then he pulled a tire out of the river. Because it was too far away, Han Bin could not see it clearly.
Sun Xing sent a photo to the task force's group.
Han Bin opened it and saw a blue nylon rope tied to the wheel hub of the tire. The other end of the rope was broken.
"I recognize this blue nylon rope. It's exactly the same as the one on the victim's leg," Li Hui shouted.
With this evidence, everyone's confidence increased.
After a few more minutes, another object was fished out of the boat. From afar, it looked like a woven bag.
After a while, the diver boarded the small boat, and the three of them rowed back. The technical team moved the tire and the woven bag to the table, and Reuven personally opened the woven bag.
Inside the woven bag was a stone, and underneath it was a human head.
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