Zheng Kaixuan shook his head and laughed. "A bunch of sly fools."
"Captain Zheng, there's something I don't understand. This case has been going on for ten years, and there wasn't any movement before this. Why is there suddenly a petition this year?" Han Bin asked.
"This is also what I don't understand. That group of people wasn't received by us, but by the Letter Office. The documents also have the information they have compiled, asking the police to catch the murderer of the case. As for the specifics, I still need your Team Two to investigate," Zheng Kaixuan said.
"Captain Zheng, are you not going to investigate this case with us?"
"I understand the basic situation of this case. You guys go and visit the victims first to understand the situation. When there are any clues, I will participate in the case. Old Zeng is coming back soon, I have to do the work on hand." Zheng Kaixuan smiled.
"That's true. Now that I think about it, Captain Zeng has been gone for quite some time," Li Hui said.
"Old Zeng was previously the deputy squadron leader and the team leader of Team Two. When he comes back from training, he will take over the position of the squadron leader of our Criminal Investigation Team Three. You guys used to follow him, so I don't need to say much. Just do your best," Zheng Kaixuan said.
Hearing this, everyone was a little sad.
Li Hui couldn't help but ask, "Captain Zheng, if you step down as the squadron leader, which department will you be going to in the future?"
"You don't need to worry. Even if I'm not the squadron leader anymore, I'm still the deputy team leader. I'm still your leader," Zheng Kaixuan jokingly scolded.
Han Bin knew that Zheng Kaixuan was going to the provincial office to participate in training, so he wasn't worried about Zheng Kaixuan's future.
"I've put all the materials here. I suggest you guys look at the materials first, then visit the victims' families. Get a clear picture of the situation before proceeding with the next step of the investigation," Zheng Kaixuan said and left the office.
"Everyone has heard Captain Zheng's words. Split up and go through the materials. Try to digest all of them today. Tomorrow, we'll visit them and take their statements," Han Bin said.
Han Bin specially found Liang Zhibo's materials and compared the footprints at the scene with his shoeprints. After a detailed comparison, Liang Zhibo had indeed been to Lv Jiawei's house.
This case had a great impact that year, and the 715 Special Task Force was specially set up. There were as many as nine victims. Other than Lv Jiawei, the main suspect, there were a few other suspects.
There was a difference between investigating an old case and a new one. Han Bin hoped to find the main point and the source of the case from all the materials.
On this day, the members of Team Two did not go out. They all stayed in the office to look at the materials.
…
The next day.
Nine in the morning.
Han Bin held a meeting in his office.
"I spent the whole day reading the dossiers yesterday. If anyone has any thoughts, feel free to voice them," Han Bin said.
"I think the key to the case is still Liang Zhibo. He has the highest possibility of being the murderer. If we can find him, this case will be easily solved," Li Hui said.
Han Bin did not reply. It would be easy if they found him, but it would be useless if they couldn't. Moreover, Liang Zhibo was so easy to catch. He wouldn't have waited so long.
"The scene of this case was burned down, and a lot of the evidence was also burned. However, there were two victims at the first scene. I think the suspect might have committed the crime in a group. It would be difficult for one person to kill Lv Jiawei and his wife," Tian Li analyzed.
"According to Sister Tian's analysis, we can check the people who are close to Liang Zhibo to see who is still suspected of committing the crime and when," Zhao Ming said.
"It's been ten years. Liang Zhibo's clues are not easy to investigate. His family might not cooperate," Sun Xiaopeng said.
Han Bin walked to the front and pulled out a whiteboard from the wall. He pasted Liang Zhibo's photo on the left and Lv Jiawei and Zhang Shufeng's photos on the right. Then, he took a whiteboard pen and marked the words suspect and victim.
The whiteboard was taken from the logistics department yesterday. It was more convenient to use than a projector.
"Our current understanding of the 715 case is limited to the information and dossiers. I plan to start the actual investigation from two aspects. On the one hand, we will investigate the suspect, and on the other hand, we will investigate the victim." After Han Bin finished speaking, he pointed to Li Hui.
"Liang Zhibo's situation will be handed over to Li Hui and Xiaopeng to investigate. Zhao Ming and I will be responsible for investigating the victim."
"Team Leader, what about me?" Tian Li asked.
Han Bin took out another photo and placed it under Liang Zhibo. He fixed it with a red magnetic particle. "This is a blood fingerprint found at the crime scene. The blood has been proven to be Zhang Shufeng's blood, but we haven't found out who the fingerprint belongs to."
"It's been ten years since the case happened. The fingerprint didn't match successfully back then, but it doesn't mean that it can't be matched now," Tian Li said.
"That's right. Send the fingerprint to the technical team later and let Reuven compare it with the database," Han Bin ordered.
"Yes."
"Liang Zhibo has a wife and a daughter. Go check their communication records and see if there's anything unusual."
"Understood." Tian Li nodded.
"Okay, let's split up."
…
Forty minutes later, in Xidiying Village.
Before Han Bin investigated the victim, he planned to take a look at the crime scene first. After all, the dossiers were just information. There was no feeling of being there.
It had been ten years since the incident, and Xidiying Village had long returned to its former peace.
Xidiying Village was close to the city of Qin Island. The villagers in the village all worked in the city, and their living conditions were not bad.
Han Bin and Zhao Ming arrived near the scene of the 715 case. Based on the images on the photos, they found the hutong where the crime happened.
Zhao Ming looked around and pointed not far away. "Brother Bin, the crime scene seems to be in front of us. Look, there are two damaged houses."
Han Bin nodded. His eyes fell on the two old men who were sitting on a stool and basking in the sun.
One of the old men was already balding.
The other old man had a scar on his hand that looked like a burn mark.
Han Bin walked over, took out a box of cigarettes, and handed one to each of the two old men.
"Gentlemen, I want to ask you something," Han Bin said with a smile.
The bald old man glanced at Han Bin and Zhao Ming and put the cigarette to his ear. "What is it?"
"I see that the houses in this hutong are built quite well. Why are those two houses so dark? No one lives there?" Han Bin asked.
"People were burned to death in those two houses. The family in the east felt that it was unlucky and moved to the city. The adults in the house in the west were all burned to death, leaving only a child. They wanted to renovate it, but they didn't have the ability to do so," the bald old man said.
According to the old man's words and the case, the house in the west should be Lv Jiawei and Zhang Shufeng's family, and the house in the east should be the burned and seriously injured person.
"What do you do?" the bald old man asked.
"Sir, what do you think we want to do?" Zhao Ming asked with a smile, holding a briefcase in his hand.
The bald old man curled his lips, looking as if he had eaten more salt than they had rice. "You're here to buy land, right?"
"Sir, how can you tell?" Han Bin asked.
"We're going to be expropriating land soon. Once the news got out, the price of land rose. There have been several batches of people coming in the past few days," the bald old man said.
Han Bin also lit a cigarette and turned to look at the old man with a scar on his hand. The other party had not spoken.
"Sir, what do you think we do?"
The old man with a scar on his hand looked at Han Bin and Zhao Ming and took a deep breath. "You're the police?"
Han Bin gave him a thumbs up. "Sir, good eyesight!"
"You're really the police?" The smoking old man's hand shook and the ash fell to the ground.
Han Bin showed his police badge. "Take a look for yourself."
"It seems that the kid was right. This trick is really useful," the old man with a scar on his hand said to himself.
"Sir, what's your surname?"
"My surname is Lin."
"Who's the kid you were talking about?" Han Bin asked.
"It's the kid from the Lu family. He asked us to petition the government. He said that as long as we go, the police will definitely reopen the case and find the bastard who set the house on fire." Uncle Lin touched the scar on his hand and squeezed out the words through his teeth.
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