"What? You mean the person who poisoned the cow came to my house?" Tian Cuie was surprised.
Zhao Yusheng also came over and squatted down to check the footprints. At the same time, he took out his phone and compared it with the footprints left by the suspect.
"Oh, it's really the same as the suspect's."
Zhao Yusheng couldn't help but look at Han Bin. The yard was not paved with bricks, it was all dirt roads, and there were many messy footprints. It was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the suspect's footprints from the messy footprints.
"Didn't the suspect poison the grass? Why did he come to my house?" Tian Cuie looked worried and asked Zhao Yusheng, who was next to her.
"Director Zhao, the suspect wouldn't want to harm my house, would he?"
"Don't be nervous. It's possible that it's just the same footprints. He might not be the real suspect," Zhao Yusheng comforted.
"People have different body structures and walking postures. Even if they wear the same shoes, the footprints will be different. I can be sure that this footprint was left by the suspect," Han Bin said seriously.
"What should I do? Should you release my Old Qian? What if the suspect comes to harm me again? I can't fight him alone," Tian Cuie said.
"Don't worry. Think about it carefully. Who came to your house these days?" Han Bin asked.
Tian Cuie shook her head and sighed. "Hey, my cow was poisoned to death. The villagers heard about it, and many people came to watch. I was also anxious that day. It was chaotic, so how could I remember clearly?"
"It seems that the possibility of an acquaintance committing the crime is very high," Li Hui guessed.
"When you think of a person, write it down in a notebook, especially a middle-aged man in his forties, who is about 175cm tall," Han Bin said.
"You mean the person who poisoned my cow is 175cm tall, a man in his forties?" Tian Cuie asked.
"Although it's not absolute, the possibility is very high," Han Bin said.
Tian Cuie wondered, "How do you know?"
"I know a little about identifying footprints."
"You can tell from the footprints? Isn't this too amazing? You can even tell how old they are from their footprints. "Tian Cuie was in disbelief.
"Depending on the age of a person, the way they walk will also change. Based on the shape of the foot, the characteristics of the stride, and the characteristics of the gait, we will conduct a comprehensive analysis, which involves the angle of the step, the width of the step, the length of the step, the weight of the foot, the indentation marks, the lifting marks, the stepping marks, the gouging marks. After a series of analysis and data comparison, we can get the approximate age of the suspect," Han Bin explained.
However, the crowd was still confused.
Li Hui had seen Han Bin's Footprints Identification Skill, so he was confident in him. He smiled. "Since our Team Leader said that it's a middle-aged man in his forties, then it must be true."
"Team Leader Han, can you explain it more simply? I'm a little confused listening to you." After all, Zhao Yusheng was a deputy director, so he didn't blindly believe him.
Solving a case required evidence. It was his first time meeting Han Bin, so it was impossible for him to believe whatever Han Bin said.
If someone else had asked, Han Bin might not have explained, but Zhao Yusheng was different. Han Bin was unfamiliar with this place, and he still needed the other party's assistance in solving the case.
"The simplest way to judge is the indentation method. The indentation is closely related to gender, age, height, and posture. The younger the age, the more forward the area of pressure on the forefoot; the older the age, the more backward the area of pressure on the forefoot, and the outward movement," Han Bin said as he pointed to the ground.
"The indentation is lighter at the front and heavier at the back. The indentation is lighter at the front and heavier at the back. The area of the indentation on the heel is larger. The pick and scratch marks are more obvious. According to my experience, it's about forty years old."
"I see." Zhao Yusheng still didn't understand, but he still casually agreed.
Seeing that Han Bin was so professional, he also believed about seventy to eighty percent of it. After all, he was a senior police officer, and his position was higher than Han Bin's. If he continued to ask, he would lose face.
"Director Zhao, can you release my Lao Qian? I'm not sure if I'm alone at home," Tian Cuie said.
"Don't think about it. Your Lao Qian committed a criminal case, and he won't be released in a short time. If you are really afraid, you can go to a relative's house for a few days and come back after the case is solved," Zhao Yusheng snorted.
"Then when can you solve the case?"
"When the case is solved, we will naturally inform you," Zhao Yusheng said perfunctorily.
He was not a god, and he did not know how to calculate. How could he tell the exact time?
"Police officer, you are from the city. Help me say a few words. My Lao Qian has suffered a lot. Can't you let him go this time? We are willing to pay more money. Is that okay?" Tian Cuie said to Han Bin.
"It's good that you have this idea. You can go to the city and contact the victims of food poisoning. As long as you can get their forgiveness and actively compensate, when the court rules, to a certain extent, Qian Jinfeng's sentence can be reduced," Han Bin said.
"I don't know any victims. Can I give you the money? Help me say a few words," Tian Cuie said.
Han Bin smiled and politely declined, "I am only responsible for the case. I don't care about anything else."
Han Bin's family was not short of money, and he had a bright future. How could he make such a low-level mistake?
"How long will my Lao Qian be locked up?" Tian Cuie asked.
"The length of the sentence is the court's matter. We can't answer you."
Li Hui frowned and urged, "You cooperate with our investigation and catch the suspect of the poisonous bull as soon as possible. Maybe you can get some compensation."
"Compensation?"
Tian Cuie's face showed a touch of joy. She quickly asked, "Can you really give me compensation if I catch the poisonous bull criminal? How much can I give? "
"Don't say that you are fat. Let's catch the suspect of the poisonous bull first." Zhao Yusheng waved his hand and said impatiently,
"Hurry up and cooperate with these comrades to make a statement. This is the most important thing."
Then, the group entered the house. Li Hui and Sun Xiaopeng made a statement for Tian Cuie.
Tian Cuie was in her forties. She was good at farm work, but she did not know how to use a smartphone. She did not have her own opinions. Many of her answers were ambiguous. After asking for a long time, there were no new clues.
However, she remembered a few people who came to her house. There were eight names of men and women. This was only a part of them. There were still some that she could not remember.
Among these people, some were relatives and friends who came to comfort her, but most were idlers who came to watch the show.
In Tian Cuie's words, some villagers who did not interact much with her were like greedy cats who smelled blood when they heard that something had happened to her house. They were willing to come to her house and say a few words of concern, but in their hearts, they were gloating.
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After making the statement, the group returned to the Xizhang Town Police Station.
"Leader Han, where did you learn to identify footprints? You are amazing," Zhao Yusheng asked curiously.
"I specifically looked for some relevant information. I like to ponder about it when I have nothing to do, so I have some experience," Han Bin said perfunctorily.
"No wonder you can become the leader of the criminal police team at such a young age," Zhao Yusheng complimented.
"You flatter me," Han Bin responded, then changed the topic.
"Leader Zhao, since the suspect went to Qian Jinfeng's house, it is very likely that someone familiar committed the crime. It could even be a villager from the village. I think we can further narrow the scope of the investigation."
"Do you have any suggestions?" Zhao Yusheng asked.
"The state has banned the sale of drugs like tetramine. We can check the source of its sale. Let's radiate from Beizhang Village," Han Bin suggested.
Han Bin was not familiar with Beizhang Village. It was more convenient for the local police station to investigate this kind of thing.
"No problem, I will arrange it when we return to the station." Zhao Yusheng nodded.
Beizhang Village was not far from Xizhang Town. It did not take long to drive there.
Han Bin returned to the temporary office and found that Zhao Ming and Tian Li had already returned.
Han Bin did not have time to rest. He went straight to the point and asked, "How is your investigation going?"
"We found Zhang Lei's animal feed store, but he went out to stock up. He is not in the store," Tian Li said.
Li Hui poured a glass of water and gently sat on the chair. "Did this kid abscond to avoid punishment?"
"We also interviewed the people around. According to them, Zhang Lei is indeed around forty years old, but he is not tall. He is only around 1.7 meters," Tian Li said.
"Brother Bin, Zhang Lei's height does not match your estimation, so we think that he is less suspicious." Zhao Ming shrugged.
"When is he coming back?" Han Bin asked.
"We called him. He said he will be back tomorrow morning," Tian Li said.
"Tomorrow morning, you guys go again. You must see him in person." Han Bin knocked on the table with his right index finger.
"Most people's height and footprints match a certain proportion, but this is not absolute. Some people are born with big feet or small feet. Footprints can only be used as a basis for investigation, not as conclusive evidence."
The more cases he went through, the more cautious Han Bin became. Some common sense inferences could make the case go wrong. Nothing was absolute.
It was still the same thing: evidence would prevail.
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