There were no cases these few days, so Team Two could get off work on time.
Han Bin ate dinner with his parents, then put on his headphones, listened to a novel, and strolled around the neighborhood.
The greening of Huayuan neighborhood was done well, and Han Bin enjoyed this kind of peaceful stroll.
When he was tired, he sat on a chair and listened to a novel. Occasionally, he would giggle foolishly, attracting the curious gazes of others.
Not far away, three people walked over. The man in the middle looked very familiar. Han Bin took a closer look and saw that it was his colleague, Li Hui.
The man was wearing a white shirt and trousers, and the woman was wearing a professional dress with a work badge on her chest. They looked like people from an agency.
Han Bin stood up. "Hey, isn't this Officer Li? Why are you here? "
"Long time no see. Officer Han, why are you here?" Li Hui showed an exaggerated expression.
Han Bin looked down and glanced at his watch. "It's been quite long, almost two hours."
The agent next to him didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Brother Bin, why are you in this neighborhood?"
"I live here."
"Damn, doesn't that mean we'll be neighbors in the future?" Li Hui said in surprise.
"You want to buy a house here?"
"Are you kidding? The price is so high, how can I afford it?" Li Hui shook his head. "I'm going to rent a single room."
"The neighborhood's environment is not bad. I'll walk around with you."
Han Bin's family lived in the sixth building, while the house that Li Hui was looking at was in the ninth building. The room number was 801. It was similar to Han Bin's house, with three bedrooms, two living rooms, and two bathrooms.
After entering the door, the female agent introduced them to Han Bin. There were two apartments for rent. One was a master bedroom with a bathroom, and the other was a side bedroom facing south. Han Bin glanced at it and lost interest. It was the same as his house and the floor plan.
"How much is the rent for these two houses?" Li Hui asked.
"The master bedroom with a bathroom is 1,200, and the side bedroom facing south is 1,000," the agent said.
"Can it be cheaper?" Li Hui said.
"Mr. Li, this is already the lowest price."
Li Hui looked around the house and said, "Is there another house occupied?"
"Yes, it's a female tenant." The saleswoman pointed in the direction of the secondary bedroom.
"Well, I understand the general situation. I'll think about it again," Li Hui said.
After going downstairs, the two salesmen left. Han Bin and Li Hui stayed behind to chat.
"Brother Bin, do you think it's expensive?" Li Hui couldn't make up his mind.
"It's alright."
"Which room do you think we should rent?" Li Hui touched his chin.
"Which room do you like?"
"Of course it's the master bedroom, but it's a little more expensive."
"Then let's rent the master bedroom. It's more convenient and more private with a bathroom."
Li Hui nodded, but he felt a little heartache. That was 1200 yuan.
"It's a good idea to rent here. We can take care of each other if we live close by," Han Bin said.
"I can also go to your house for a free meal," Li Hui said with a smile.
…
Han Bin's house was not open every day. Sometimes in the morning, he would go to the police station's cafeteria for breakfast.
He had a roujiamo, a soup dumpling, and a carton of milk. The criminal police might go on a mission at any time, so he had to eat more.
After breakfast, Han Bin went to the office and saw Li Hui, Tian Li, and Zhao Ming were already there.
After greeting them, Han Bin was about to make a cup of tea.
Zeng Ping quickly walked in and clapped his hands. Clap, clap, clap …
"Pack up and leave the scene."
"Captain Zeng, what case?" Han Bin asked.
"A murder case."
Since it was a murder case, it was definitely not a small matter. Everyone packed up and immediately went to the crime scene.
The forensics team also came with them.
"Captain Zeng, why didn't the forensics team come?" Tian Li asked.
"Medical Examiner Chen went to the provincial office to study. Team One also had a murder case. Medical Examiner Wu hasn't come back yet. He'll be there later."
"Captain Zeng, what's the specific situation?" Han Bin asked.
"The informant, Li Yu, is a toll collector. She worked the night shift last night. When she came home in the morning, she saw her husband, Xing Jianbin, hanging himself."
"Homicide? Or suicide? "
"I'm not sure," Zeng Ping said.
Hanging was an unnatural death. They had to call the police. After the police investigated and ruled out the criminal case, they could deal with the aftermath.
…
The crime scene was in the suburbs, a village in the city.
The policemen from the police station had already formed a cordon, and there were many onlookers around, pointing at a three-story building and gossiping.
Han Bin got out of the car and looked around. There were no cameras.
After entering the gate, there was a small courtyard. In the middle of the courtyard was a three-story building. It was very beautiful.
Han Bin put on his shoe covers and gloves and entered the hall on the first floor. He saw a short man with short hair hanging from a rope on the ceiling fan.
A woman in her thirties was sitting on the sofa next to the fan. She was sobbing with her head lowered.
Reuven looked up. "Captain Zeng, can you put the body down? We need to take pictures and evidence."
Captain Zeng nodded. "Put it down. Try not to damage the body."
Zhao Ming was a brave man. He volunteered to help Reuven put the body down. They laid it flat on the ground.
Zeng Ping squatted to the side to observe the body. Only after determining whether it was suicide or homicide could the criminal investigation team proceed with the next step.
If it was suicide, they would leave.
If it was homicide, they would follow the clues.
Han Bin followed suit. He squatted to the side and observed. Then, he touched the body with his fingers.
"I think the time of death should be more than nine hours."
"How do you know?" Li Hui came over.
"People usually start to stiffen half an hour to two hours after death. After nine to twelve hours, the whole body will be stiff."
Han Bin had used his achievement points to exchange for this knowledge from the criminal investigation database. It was as if it was engraved in his mind, and he could use it easily.
"Did he commit suicide or homicide?" Tian Li asked.
Han Bin carefully observed the wound on the neck. "Homicide."
"How do you know?"
"There are two main points. The first is the strangulation mark. The strangulation mark for hanging is about 45 degrees upward, but for homicide, the strangulation mark is usually backward," Han Bin explained.
Everyone nodded. They could understand this.
"What's the second point?"
"The cause of death by hanging is not what we usually think of as suffocation. Even though the airway is indeed blocked during the hanging process, causing the victim to feel 'breathless', the real cause of death of hanging suicide is actually the blockage of the blood vessels in the neck, causing the brain to be unable to receive oxygen and blood supply from the lungs, resulting in cerebral ischemia," Han Bin said.
"What's the difference between strangulation and death by hanging?" Li Hui still didn't understand.
"The blockage of the blood vessels causes the head to not receive enough blood supply, so the face of the person who hangs himself will usually turn pale."
As Han Bin spoke, he pointed at the face of the victim. "For the person who was strangled to death, the victim's face and neck will have a large amount of blood clot, and it will be dark red."
"That's true!" Zhao Ming exclaimed.
"Good analysis." A man's voice sounded.
Everyone turned to look and saw Zheng Kaixuan standing to the side, looking at them with interest.
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