"Leader, I found the video," Sun Xiaopeng shouted.
Han Bin walked over and sat in the front passenger seat. Li Hui sat in the back seat and watched.
It was a video of a parking lot. It was seven o 'clock in the evening and the sky was already dark. The Hyundai should have turned on its headlights, so the view in front was clearer. There were two black cars in front of the parking lot.
One was a black Volkswagen and the other was a black Mercedes-Benz. The Hyundai was parked on the right side of the Mercedes-Benz.
"Stop," Han Bin shouted. Sun Xiaopeng paused the video and happened to capture the license plate number of the Mercedes-Benz.
"Write down this license plate number and check the identity of the owner."
"Yes," Sun Xiaopeng responded and took a notebook to write it down.
"Officer, can I go now?" Zhou Yaxing asked.
"Give the memory card of the driving recorder to my colleague to make a copy, then make a statement and you can go," Han Bin said.
"Thank you." Zhou Yaxing breathed a sigh of relief.
"We should be the ones thanking you." Han Bin smiled.
Hearing Han Bin's words, Zhou Yaxing also smiled, and his heart was completely at ease.
For an ordinary person, many people had not even been to the police station, let alone dealing with the criminal police. They would definitely be worried if they were involved in a murder case. Han Bin's friendly attitude gave him a lot of comfort.
After getting out of the car, Han Bin arranged for Sun Xiaopeng to go back to the police station to investigate the information of the owner of the Mercedes-Benz, while he and Li Hui stayed behind to continue the interview.
After a while, Wu Xia sent a photo of the deceased's body. Han Bin and Li Hui took the photo and asked the people around them.
There were still a lot of onlookers around them. Li Hui took out his mobile phone and asked:
"Uncles, aunties, brothers and sisters, have any of you seen the man in this photo?"
"Is this the person who died? He's still young, "an auntie said.
"This man's clothes are dirty. Is he a beggar?"
"Anything can happen these days. Even beggars are killed. I don't dare to walk at night anymore."
"This is fate. It's about time. There's no point in hiding at home," a few onlookers said.
"Brothers and sisters, this person might have begged at the subway station before. Do you know him? He often carries a white porcelain jar with the paint peeling off, "shouted Han Bin.
"Hey, officer, I seem to have some impression of this person. I've seen this person at the subway entrance," said a woman in her 30s.
"When?" Han Bin asked.
"It's been two or three days. He was kneeling at the entrance of the subway with a white porcelain jar. His leg seemed to have a problem. I pitied him, so I gave him a dollar," the woman said.
"Hearing what you said, I think I've seen him too. It's been about half a month. I also saw him at the subway entrance. I didn't have any change, so I gave him ten yuan," a young woman in her early twenties said.
Both of them claimed to have seen the victim near the subway entrance, which proved Han Bin's speculation.
Han Bin called Li Hui and went directly to the Anpingli subway. There were many vendors near the subway entrance, some selling fruits, some snacks, and some selling accessories …
There was a lot of traffic here, and there were dozens of vendors inside and outside.
Han Bin asked about the victim's photo and found that most of the vendors here knew the victim for several years. It was confirmed that the victim was a professional beggar.
…
It was already noon when they returned to the police station.
Han Bin and the others went to the cafeteria to get lunch. As they ate in the office, they summarized the case.
Han Bin took a sip of tea to moisten his throat. "Let me first talk about the visit that Li Hui and I made. The victim was indeed a beggar, and he was probably a professional beggar. He often pretended to have a problem with his leg to gain sympathy."
"I still can't believe that he was really a beggar and could drive a Benz." Li Hui sighed. Thinking about his QQ car, it could only be called a means of transportation.
Han Bin pointed to Sun Xiaopeng. "Did you find out the owner's identity?"
"Yes." Sun Xiaopeng got up and put a document under the projector.
Owner: Fan Zhenye
Age: 33
Race: Han
Gender: Male
Place of Origin: Xiaping Village, Qin Island
Mobile Number: 1332246 XXXX
"I called the victim's mobile number, but it's been turned off." Sun Xiaopeng shrugged.
"Find a way to contact the victim's family," Han Bin ordered.
"Yes," Sun Xiaopeng replied.
Han Bin ate two mouthfuls of rice and continued to ask, "Tian Li, how's the investigation going on your side?"
"We've already retrieved the surveillance cameras around the scene. There are no surveillance cameras installed in Jing 'an Alley, but there are surveillance cameras on the side road. We found the victim through the surveillance cameras," Tian Li said as she took out a tablet and connected it to the projector.
"At about nine o 'clock last night, the victim passed through the community into the side road, then walked into the alley, and didn't appear again after that."
"That is to say, the victim may have died at about nine o 'clock, and the suspect may have left the scene after nine o' clock. Did you find any traces of the suspect?" Han Bin asked.
"We just got the surveillance cameras and looked at them for less than an hour. We only checked the surveillance cameras on the side road near the subway. There are several forks in Jing 'an Alley, and we haven't had time to check more surveillance cameras." Tian Li shrugged.
Han Bin nodded. "Did you find anything else?"
Tian Li moved the video and continued, "At 6: 50 this morning, a black Mercedes-Benz drove out of Jing 'an Alley. The license plate number was exactly the same as the victim's."
"Did you find where the car went?" Han Bin asked.
"After the car drove onto the side road, we lost track of it. If we want to find the car, we have to go to the Traffic Police Surveillance Center to trace it," Tian Li said.
"Then I'll trouble you to go to the Traffic Police Surveillance Center this afternoon."
"Got it."
"Creak …" At this moment, the office door opened. Zheng Kaixuan walked in and smiled. "Yo, you're all eating."
"Captain Zheng," everyone greeted.
"Continue eating. Don't get up." Zheng Kaixuan waved his hand and pulled a chair to sit down. "How's the progress of the investigation?"
"We've found the identity of the victim," Han Bin said.
"Inform the victim's family to identify the body as soon as possible."
"Yes."
"The police station has contacted the person who reported the crime and informed him to come in the afternoon to make a statement," Zheng Kaixuan said.
"I'll arrange it," Han Bin replied.
"The leader of the branch is very concerned about this case. Everyone, work hard these two days and try to solve this case as soon as possible. The impact of committing murder on the street is too bad. Not only will it cause panic among the citizens, but it will also be a challenge to our branch," Zheng Kaixuan said solemnly.
"Captain Zheng, don't worry. We will do our best to investigate the case," Han Bin promised.
…
"Knock knock …" At around two o 'clock in the afternoon, there was a knock on the office door.
At this time, Han Bin was watching the surveillance video on the computer. He said, "Come in."
"Creak …" The door opened. A bespectacled man in his twenties stood at the door and asked, "Excuse me, is this the second team of the Criminal Investigation Team Three?"
"Yes." Han Bin looked at the man and asked, "Who are you?"
"My name is Huang Wei. A dead body was found in Jing 'an Alley this morning. I'm the person who reported it."
"Please come in." Han Bin got up and led the man to sit across the table.
Li Hui also stopped watching the surveillance video and walked over. He turned on the law enforcement recorder.
"We'll make a statement for you," Han Bin said.
"Okay." Huang Wei nodded. His hands were clasped together and he seemed a little nervous.
Han Bin asked a routine question and led to the main topic, "After the report this morning, where did you go?"
"I was a little scared, so I didn't dare to stay at the scene," Huang Wei said.
"When you saw the victim, what state was he in?"
Huang Wei took a deep breath. "He was just lying there. There was so much blood around, so I thought he might be dead."
"Did you go near him?" Han Bin asked.
Huang Wei hesitated for a moment and recalled. "No."
"What do you do for a living?"
"I sell insurance."
"Didn't you go to work today?" Han Bin asked.
"I was scared out of my wits. I couldn't concentrate at all. My mind was filled with … it was really my first time seeing …" Huang Wei took off his glasses and rubbed his face.
"Don't be nervous. I understand. You'll forget about it after a while," Han Bin comforted him.
Huang Wei put on his glasses and nodded.
"When did you leave the scene?"
Huang Wei thought for a moment. "I don't remember."
"You should know the exact time you called the police, right?"
"6: 40."
"How long did you stay at the scene?" Han Bin asked.
"I didn't dare to stay, so I left immediately. I was too scared to stay there."
"There were three cars parked about ten meters away from the body. Did you notice them?" Han Bin probed.
Huang Wei hesitated for a moment and shook his head. "I remember."
Han Bin observed the man's expression and asked, "There was a Mercedes-Benz. Did you see it?"
"I didn't look closely. I was scared out of my wits."
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