After Wu Xia left, Han Bin read the autopsy report again.
There were a lot of terms in the report. Although it was detailed, it was difficult to highlight the main points. It was a little strenuous to read. However, Han Bin still read it carefully.
In the past, this was Zeng Ping's job. Now, it fell to him.
After reading the autopsy report, Han Bin's smart watch rang. Han Bin saw that it was a call from Wang Huifang.
Han Bin walked out of the office and answered the call outside the corridor.
Wang Huifang didn't have much to do. She just asked if Han Bin would be home for dinner. There was a case today, so Han Bin naturally couldn't go home on time for dinner.
After rejecting his mother, Han Bin was about to return to the office when he saw a woman in her thirties walking over. She was wearing many gold accessories on her hands and neck.
"Hey, officer, I want to ask you something," the woman shouted.
"Go ahead."
"Where is the office of Team Two of the Criminal Investigation Team Three?" the woman asked.
"Who are you looking for?"
"A police officer with the surname Zhao asked me to come."
"I'm from Team Two. Follow me," Han Bin said and brought the woman into Team Two's office.
"Brother Bin, who is this lady?" Zhao Ming couldn't help but ask curiously as soon as he entered.
"From your voice, you must be Officer Zhao," the woman asked.
"Are you Fan Zhenye's wife, Cai Xiuyan?"
"That's me," the woman answered.
Li Hui looked at Cai Xiuyan and stared at the LV bag on her arm. "Are you really Fan Zhenye's wife?"
"I brought the marriage certificate. Why don't you take a look?" Cai Xiuyan patted her LV bag.
"Zhao Ming, bring Ms. Cai to identify the body first. Come back later to make a statement," Han Bin said.
"Yes," Zhao Ming answered and brought Cai Xiuyan out of the office.
Li Hui pointed outside the door. "LV, you see it, right?"
"I'm not blind. What are you trying to say?" Han Bin laughed.
"Wow, that big gold bracelet is almost as thick as my watch chain." Li Hui had an exaggerated expression on his face as he shook his head and said,
"If they met on the street, who would believe that her husband is a beggar?"
"Every profession has its own master," Han Bin said. "Maybe the deceased was a top talent in this industry."
"It's too late to say anything now. If he hadn't died, I would have taken him as my master," Li Hui said half-truthfully.
"Go away, don't talk about these useless things." Han Bin waved his hand and returned to his chair.
However, before Han Bin could warm his chair, the door creaked again. Zhao Ming and Cai Xiuyan had returned to the office.
"What's wrong? You haven't gone to the forensics lab yet?" Han Bin asked.
"I've been there," Zhao Ming said.
"You've identified the body?" Han Bin was a little surprised. It was too fast.
"Yes, I've signed the confirmation form. It's my husband, Fan Zhenye," Cai Xiuyan said.
"Why is there no movement at all? Didn't he cry?" Li Hui asked.
"I cried on the way here. Seeing him lying there, my heart was really sad," Cai Xiuyan said and rubbed her red eyes.
"It's rare to see a family member of the deceased as calm as you," Li Hui sighed.
"Officer, do I need to make a statement?" Cai Xiuyan's voice was a little choked.
"Sit here, I'll make a statement for you." Han Bin turned on the law enforcement recorder and began the routine questioning.
"Name, gender, age, occupation …"
"Cai Xiuyan, woman, I'm 34 years old, I'm … I run a clothing store …"
"Ms. Cai, when did you know the news of Fan Zhenye's death?" Han Bin asked.
"I only found out about it when Officer Zhao called me."
"What does your husband do?" Han Bin asked.
Cai Xiuyan hesitated for a moment. "He's in financial investment."
"Pfft …" Li Hui couldn't help but laugh. "What kind of clothes does your husband usually wear to talk about investment?"
"I wear a suit. What's wrong?" Cai Xiuyan said timidly.
Han Bin took out his phone and found a photo of Fan Zhenye's crime scene. He put it in front of Cai Xiuyan. "Have you seen the clothes he wore when he died?"
Cai Xiuyan glanced at it, and her face became a little ugly. "This … he …"
"What does he do?" Han Bin asked.
"He used to be a beggar, but now he's an investor. I didn't mean to lie to the police, I …" Cai Xiuyan sighed and didn't know how to explain.
"In other words, this is what he wears when he begs. He usually wears a suit," Han Bin asked.
"Yes," Cai Xiuyan replied.
"Does Fan Zhenye have a car?"
"He has a black Mercedes-Benz."
Li Hui couldn't help but ask, "How did your family get all the money?"
"We didn't steal or rob. We earned it," Cai Xiuyan said with her head down.
"How did you earn it?"
"Does this have anything to do with my husband's death?" Cai Xiuyan asked.
"Improper interests and sources of wealth are probably the reason why he was killed," Li Hui said.
"Our family's property is all legitimate. We earned it bit by bit. We earned our hard-earned money," Cai Xiuyan said.
"Begging for a Mercedes-Benz?" Li Hui still didn't believe it.
"Since you already know, I don't have to hide it anymore." Cai Xiuyan took a deep breath and organized her words.
"Fan Zhenye is not the only one who is a beggar. My whole family is a beggar, including me. I've been begging with my family since I was ten years old. I've been begging for more than 20 years now. A few years ago, when houses were cheap, our family bought a lot of property. Not only did we have cars, but we also had houses, shops, and savings. But the money was all legitimate. People gave it to us voluntarily. We didn't steal or rob.
It's definitely legitimate property. "" If there's no problem with the property, do you know why Fan Zhenye was killed? "Han Bin asked.
"I don't know." Cai Xiuyan shrugged. "Besides, this should be investigated by the police."
"During the time before he died, did he have any unusual behavior?" Han Bin asked.
"The same. Nothing special." Cai Xiuyan snorted.
"Do you have any suspects?" Han Bin asked.
Cai Xiuyan was silent for a while, then gritted her teeth and said, "He should have another woman outside. You should ask that woman. Maybe she knows."
"What woman?"
"He has a mistress outside."
"You've seen her?"
"He's not a fool. He can't hide it from me. How could he let me see her?"
"Then how do you know?" Li Hui asked.
"If your wife doesn't come home every day and comes back in her underwear, what would you think?" Cai Xiuyan retorted. She had long disliked the other party.
Li Hui was a little embarrassed. "Ahem … Why are you talking about me?"
"How long has this been going on?" Han Bin asked seriously.
Cai Xiuyan thought for a moment. "About two years."
"Do you know the identity of your husband's mistress?"
Cai Xiuyan shrugged. "If you find her, please let me know. I've been wanting to slap that vixen for a long time."
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