"What's your name?" Han Bin asked.
"Ma Haoran," the bald man shouted.
"Search him!" Han Bin said coldly.
The bald man was already handcuffed, and Sun Xiaopeng and Li Hui were in charge of searching him.
Li Hui found a leather bag in the bald man's pocket. There was an ID card inside, and the name on it was Cao Erhu.
"What's this!" Li Hui waved the ID card in his hand.
The bald man sighed and lowered his head.
"What's your name?" Han Bin asked.
The bald man remained silent.
Zheng Kaixuan pinched the bald man's chin and observed him carefully. He said with certainty, "This kid is Liang Zhibo!"
Strangers might believe that he was Cao Erhu when they saw the bald man and the scars on his face. After all, these two features were too eye-catching.
Zheng Kaixuan had been investigating for ten years. Liang Zhibo's appearance had long been engraved in his mind.
It couldn't be wrong.
"Not bad. No wonder we couldn't catch you. You've been using Cao Erhu's identity," Han Bin said.
The bald man remained silent.
"Bring him back!" Zheng Kaixuan waved his hand and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He had been waiting for this moment for many years.
"Captain Zheng, shouldn't you tell Team D?" Han Bin reminded him.
"Yes, I should." Zheng Kaixuan agreed. Otherwise, Ding Xifeng wouldn't feel comfortable hearing the news from someone else.
Zheng Kaixuan hesitated for a moment and patted Han Bin's shoulder. "Report to Team D. Old Zeng will be back soon. I should go for training."
Han Bin understood what he meant and didn't refuse. He picked up his phone and reported to Ding Xifeng.
When Ding Xifeng heard the news, he couldn't hide the joy in his voice and praised Han Bin.
The first was that Han Bin caught the culprit. The second was that he didn't make a mistake when he wanted the culprit.
Before hanging up, he said that he would definitely give Han Bin and Team 2 credit.
…
After catching the suspect, Han Bin and the others returned to Qin Island.
The suspect was escorted to Yuhua Branch for trial.
Han Bin and the others arrived at Quan City yesterday. After finding the suspect, they set up surveillance overnight and arrested him the next morning.
When they returned to Yu Hua Branch, everyone was sleepy, thirsty, and hungry.
Just in time for dinner, Zheng Kaixuan took the second group to the cafeteria.
After lunch, Han Bin rested for half an hour.
Then, he washed his face with cold water, poured himself a cup of tea, and interrogated the suspect.
Li Hui walked into the interrogation room with a pot in his hand. In his opinion, this kid would definitely not confess so easily. He had to be prepared for a long struggle.
Han Bin sized up the baldy sitting in the interrogation chair and routinely asked, "Name, gender …"
"Cao Erhu, male …" the bald man said.
Bang! Li Hui slammed the table and scolded, "Cao Erhu's brother is not dead yet. Do you want him to come and identify it?"
"Name?" Han Bin asked again.
"I'm Cao Erhu. My ID says Cao Erhu too," the bald man said.
"Do you think everyone will think you're Cao Erhu just because you're bald and have a scar on your face?" Han Bin said coldly.
The bald man lowered his head again.
"Speak."
The bald man was still silent.
Han Bin frowned and looked displeased. He said to Li Hui, "Tell Liang Xi and Liang Zhibo's father to come and identify him."
"Got it," Li Hui answered and took out his phone to make a call.
"Wait, stop, I'll talk …" The bald man interrupted and took a deep breath. "I'm Liang Zhibo."
"Why did you say you were Cao Erhu?"
"The police have been looking for me. At first, I hid in a remote area, but it's getting harder and harder in the past two years. Without an ID, it's hard to go anywhere. I can't even find a proper job. I really can't live any longer, so I used the other person's name and ID."
"Why did you do it earlier? Technology is so advanced now. Once you're wanted by the police, you won't have a good life," Li Hui said with a grunt.
"I just realized it. I used to think the world was so big that I couldn't go anywhere. But when it came down to it, I realized that it's impossible to live in this society without an identity. I don't want to live like a mouse in a dark corner for the rest of my life." Liang Zhibo showed a hint of bitterness.
He also knew that using Cao Erhu's ID would bring a certain amount of risk, but the days of escape were too difficult. He would rather take some risks than live that kind of hard life.
"How did you get the scar on your face?" Han Bin asked.
"I scratched myself while pretending to be Cao Erhu." Liang Zhibo sighed.
He didn't look very much like Cao Erhu. At first, he was worried that he would be seen through. Later, he realized that strangers would only see the two characteristics of a bald head and a scar at first glance. In addition, he deliberately put on weight. The validity of the ID was twenty years. It was normal for a person's appearance to change. As long as he didn't meet familiar people, he wouldn't be seen through.
The most important thing was that this ID was real. No matter how similar a fake ID was in the photo, it wasn't as useful as this ID.
"Did you kill Cao Erhu?" Li Hui asked.
"Officer, you need to have evidence to speak." Liang Zhibo shrugged his shoulders. He didn't admit or deny it.
Han Bin gave Li Hui a look, indicating that he shouldn't ask any more questions. There was indeed too little evidence in Cao Erhu's case. They couldn't even confirm whether the body was Cao Erhu or not.
Han Bin had already applied to the higher-ups to use the deceased's skull for facial reconstruction. However, this couldn't be done in the city. They still needed the help of experts from the public security department. As for when it would be restored, no one could say for sure.
Han Bin changed the topic and asked, "Did you kill Zhang Shufeng and Wang Jinbao?"
"No."
"Did you go to Lv Jiawei's house?" Han Bin asked.
"No."
"Did you see Zhang Shufeng?"
"No."
"Since you didn't do anything, why did you run away?" Li Hui curled his lips.
Liang Zhibo hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "I'm a coward. The police wanted me, and I was afraid that I couldn't explain myself, so I ran away. But that doesn't mean I did anything bad."
Han Bin didn't believe him. "July 15, 2009, 12 am to 4 am, where were you?"
"Officers, you're not joking, right? It's been more than ten years. How can I remember?" Liang Zhibo's right lip curled up slightly. "If I really remember, then there's something wrong."
This case had happened a long time ago, and time was Liang Zhibo's best cover.
Han Bin thought for a moment and said, "Since you know that the police wanted you, you should know what happened, right?"
"I heard that on July 15, 2009, Lv Jiawei's house was on fire, and many people died. But this has nothing to do with me. I don't even dare to kill a chicken, how can I kill someone?" Liang Zhibo argued.
"Did this incident affect you a lot?"
"Yes, it can be said that it affected me for the rest of my life." Liang Zhibo gritted his teeth and said.
"Other people might not remember what happened on July 15, 2009, but you are different. You said it yourself just now, that incident affected you a lot. It can be said that it changed the rest of your life. I don't believe that you will forget what happened on that day!" Han Bin analyzed.
Liang Zhibo's words seemed to make sense at first, but it couldn't stand up to scrutiny.
Li Hui's eyes lit up, and he also reacted. Most people definitely couldn't remember what happened on a day ten years ago, but Liang Zhibo was different.
Regardless of whether Liang Zhibo was guilty or not, the case that happened on July 15, 2009 had changed his life. Even if he forgot his own birthday, he couldn't forget that day.
Liang Zhibo's face became very ugly.
Before he came, he had already thought of a countermeasure. He thought about the questions that the police might ask him, but plans couldn't keep up with changes. A lie would always be exposed.
Han Bin was even more certain. "Liang Zhibo, you're lying!"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
