The interrogation lasted for more than an hour.
At eight o 'clock, Han Bin and Chen Xinjie finally left the interrogation room.
Li Hui pursed his lips. "This kid is quite tight-lipped."
"Let's go and see how Zhao Ming and Xiaopeng are doing. As long as we find the surveillance footage of him going to the key store, coupled with Old Zhang's testimony, Li Hanxuan's tight-lipped behavior will be useless," Han Bin said.
The two returned to the office. Zhao Ming and Sun Xiaopeng, who were checking the surveillance footage, raised their heads at the same time.
"Brother Bin, how's the interrogation going?" Zhao Ming asked.
"That kid refuses to confess. How's the surveillance footage going?" Han Bin asked.
"A few days of surveillance footage, and we don't know the exact time. It's not easy to investigate. We still haven't found Li Hanxuan." Zhao Ming stretched.
Han Bin glanced at his watch. It was already past seven o 'clock at night. "Alright, everyone has been busy the whole day. Let's call it a day."
…
When Han Bin returned home, it was already eight o 'clock at night.
As soon as he entered, he saw his parents sitting on the living room sofa, eating melon seeds and watching TV. The sound of cooking came from the kitchen.
Han Bin looked at the shoes at the door. "Uncle is cooking."
"He's happy today. He wants to show off his skills," Wang Huifang said.
After Han Bin washed up, he returned to the living room. "What's so happy about, Uncle?"
"Let him tell you himself," Wang Huifang said.
Han Bin didn't ask. He could vaguely guess what was going on.
After a while, Wang Qingsheng's voice came from the dining room. "Time to eat, time to eat."
Han Bin and the other two walked into the dining room. The table was filled with sumptuous dishes. Wang Qingsheng walked out of the kitchen with a metal plate and placed it in the middle of the table. "Today's main dish is here. Garlic steamed lobster. Try my new dish."
"Yo, this lobster is not small. Uncle, did you strike it rich?" Han Bin laughed.
"That's nothing. Today, it's Burdock Dragon. In the future, when uncle makes a lot of money, I'll treat you guys to Australian Spiny." Wang Qingsheng laughed.
Han Weidong wrinkled his nose. "Smells good. This lobster tastes good. I must have a cup."
"Of course, my craftsmanship goes without saying." Wang Qingsheng patted his chest.
The four of them sat around the table, eating lobster and drinking wine. It was a pleasure to watch.
"Uncle, did you accept that painting?" Han Bin guessed.
"I didn't just accept it. I've already sold it today," Wang Qingsheng said.
"No wonder."
"I sent you a red packet. Didn't you see it?" Wang Qingsheng asked.
"I've been busy today. I don't have time." Han Bin shrugged.
"You've helped me a lot by receiving this painting. I'll give you a red packet as a token of my appreciation," Wang Qingsheng said.
"Uncle, how much did you send me?" Han Bin laughed.
"Don't you know how to read it yourself?"
Han Bin took out his phone and clicked on the direct payment. He was stunned. "One zero, two zeros, three zeros, four zeros!"
"Uncle, why did you send me such a big red packet?" Han Bin was surprised.
"Just take it. I've earned a lot this time. You can have your share," Wang Qingsheng said straightforwardly.
"I just went there and saw a painting. I didn't do anything else. Ten thousand is too much," Han Bin said.
"In the antique business, you can't just go there and see a painting." Wang Qingsheng put down the lobster shell and sighed.
"Sometimes, one more look and one more word can play a key role. If you didn't see the origin of the two inscriptions, I might not dare to accept this painting."
"Just take it. If he has any business he doesn't like in the future, you can help him more. We're a family, there's no need to be so clear," Wang Huifang said.
Hearing his mother's words, Han Bin didn't argue. He put away his phone and continued to eat the lobster.
"Uncle, if you can get a few such orders every month, I'll quit being a policeman and work for you." Han Bin laughed.
"You brat, you're dreaming. Don't talk about a few orders a month, it would be good if you could meet one or two reliable customers." Wang Qingsheng shook his head. If he really had so many reliable customers, he would be rich.
Han Bin smiled. It wasn't a bad idea to help his uncle out once in a while and earn some extra money.
After eating the lobster and drinking some wine, Han Bin slept soundly.
The next day, he went to the Yuhua Branch Office in high spirits.
At seven o 'clock in the morning, the members of Team Two arrived at the cafeteria at the same time. They naturally sat at the same table.
Other than the members of Team Two, Zheng Kaixuan was there too.
Last night, other than the members of the forensics team, only Tian Li was at Mu Xinran's house.
Zheng Kaixuan drank a mouthful of Eight Treasure Porridge and asked, "Brother Bin, have you contacted Tian Li?"
"I have, but the suspect still hasn't called. There's no movement at all." Han Bin frowned.
"After eating, you continue to investigate the case. I'll take the forensics team and change shifts with Tian Li," Zheng Kaixuan said.
Han Bin nodded and said thoughtfully, "The blackmailer called on the seventh. It's already the tenth today, but we haven't received any news from the blackmailer. I feel like something is wrong."
"Yeah, I'm thinking about it too. Usually, blackmail cases don't drag on for too long, and the blackmailer isn't that patient," Zheng Kaixuan said subconsciously.
"Could it be that the suspect already knows about the police report, so there's no further movement?" Zhao Ming guessed.
"That's a possibility," Han Bin said.
"I don't think it's possible, but it's very likely. We've already recorded Li Hanxuan's statement, and now that we've arrested him, how could his accomplices not know?" Li Hui snorted.
"Alright, stop guessing. After eating, hurry up and investigate," Zheng Kaixuan ordered.
…
After eating, Zheng Kaixuan went to Mu Xinran's house.
Han Bin and the other three stayed in the office to check the surveillance. If they wanted Li Hanxuan to confess, they needed more evidence.
With the addition of Han Bin, the speed of looking at the surveillance footage was much faster. He alone could take on three people.
However, Han Bin also didn't find any trace of Li Hanxuan in the surveillance footage.
Han Bin even suspected that there was a blind spot in the surveillance footage, allowing Li Hanxuan to take advantage of it.
"Brother Bin, I found something here." Li Hui shouted.
"What's wrong?"
"Come and take a look for yourself." Li Hui's expression was a little strange.
Zhao Ming was sitting next to Li Hui. He directly moved his head over and glanced at the screen. "There's no Li Hanxuan."
"There's indeed no Li Hanxuan, but I found another suspect in the surveillance footage." Li Hui pointed at the screen.
Han Bin glanced at it and couldn't help but frown slightly. "Li Xia!"
"Damn, it's really Li Xia. Why would she appear near the key shop? Is it a coincidence? "Zhao Ming was surprised.
Han Bin shook his head. "How can there be so many coincidences?"
"This key shop is very close to Li Hanxuan's hotel, but it's quite far from Li Xia's hotel. If she's the suspect, why would she go so far to get the key?" Sun Xiaopeng was puzzled.
"Could it be that the key maker, Old Man Zhang, lied and deliberately framed Li Hanxuan?"
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