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Chapter 463

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Outside Gongxi Village.

Old Feng's chicken farm.

Old Feng squatted at the entrance of the chicken farm, smoking a cigarette and sighing from time to time.

"I'm so worried."

God is so f * cked up. Why are they bullying an honest man? What did I do in my previous life?

"Woo woo …"

Not far away, two cars drove over. The one in front was a black SUV. The car slowed down and stopped at the entrance of the chicken farm.

Old Feng raised his head and looked at the two cars in a daze.

Four men alighted from the two cars. Old Feng stood up cautiously.

"Old Feng, they're the police!" A woman's voice came from the black SUV.

Old Feng was very familiar with this voice. It was his wife.

Old Feng trembled in fear and dropped the cigarette in his hand. He turned and ran towards the chicken farm.

He only realized that the back door of the chicken farm had been sealed by Old Feng. If he went in, he would be like a fish in a barrel.

Old Feng didn't dare to look back. He turned around and ran towards the field.

Wang Xiao was agile and had predicted Old Feng's movements. He blocked Old Feng's way.

Old Feng was shocked. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth. He wanted to charge forward and put on a desperate act.

Wang Xiao didn't stop him. Just as Old Feng thought that he was going to run over, he felt his leg being hooked. His body tilted and he fell to the ground.

"Aiyo."

Bao Xing chased after Old Feng and held him down. "Police, don't move!"

Bao Xing moved swiftly. He locked Old Feng's arms behind his back and handcuffed him.

"Run! Why aren't you running? Let's see where you can run to!"

Jiang Yang surrounded Old Feng from the other side.

Han Bin observed his surroundings and didn't chase after Old Feng.

The back door of the SUV opened and Li Qin alighted with a woman.

The woman was in her forties. When she saw that Old Feng was caught, she immediately ran towards him. "Old Feng, how are you?"

Li Qin stopped her. "Madam Feng, don't be so agitated. We're just looking for him to understand the situation."

"Is there anyone who understands the situation so well? Pressing him to the ground, isn't that bullying?" Madam Feng shouted.

Bao Xing lifted Old Feng up and said helplessly, "Sis, we don't want to do this. The point is that your husband ran away the moment he saw us. He's a murder suspect, and we can't just watch him run away."

"What murder? Officer, it's a misunderstanding, a big misunderstanding. How could I kill someone?" Old Feng shouted.

Han Bin walked over and sized Old Feng up. "What's your name?"

"Feng Xifan."

Han Bin pointed to the factory in front. "This is your family's chicken farm."

"Yes, it's mine."

"Apart from you, who else works at the chicken farm?"

"There's also a worker in the village. He just returned home after feeding."

Han Bin took out a document. "This is the search warrant."

"Sir, what are you doing? I'm a good person. Why are you arresting me? What's there to search my chicken farm?" Feng Xifan said.

"Stop pretending. Don't you know what you've done?" Han Bin asked.

Han Bin's words caused Feng Xifan to break out in cold sweat. His forehead was covered in sweat. "I … I didn't do anything …"

At this moment, another car drove over. Five men in police uniforms alighted. They were the policemen from the police station.

Han Bin exchanged a few words with the person-in-charge of the police station. One of the auxiliary policemen was in charge of taking care of Feng Xifan's wife.

Han Bin and Bao Xing were in charge of looking after Feng Xifan. Li Qin, Wang Xiao, and Jiang Yang each led a policeman to search the chicken farm.

There was also an auxiliary policeman in charge of maintaining order at the scene.

Bao Xing sized Feng Xifan up. He realized that Feng Xifan was plump, which matched Han Bin's guess. He asked curiously, "Feng Xifan, how old are you?"

"Forty-four."

"How tall are you?"

"I haven't measured for many years. I should be 1.76 meters."

Bao Xing looked surprised. Han Bin estimated the suspect's height to be around 1.75 meters and his age to be around 45 years old. He was only one centimeter away from Feng Xifan's actual height and age difference was only one year.

'Amazing!'

Bao Xing admired this new team leader from the bottom of his heart. Not only was he a god in English, but he was also very good at identifying footprints. The word 'respect' appeared in his mind.

Bao Xing walked to the back of the car and took out a folding stool from the trunk. "Team Leader, you've been busy the whole day. Please take a seat and rest."

Han Bin was stunned. He wondered why the other party was suddenly concerned about him.

"Police comrade, please let me go. I'm really innocent. Don't scare the chickens in my factory," Feng Xifan shouted.

Han Bin smiled. "Don't worry. We'll buy a few chickens if you scare them to death. We won't let your family lose money."

Hearing this, Feng Xifan's expression was complicated. He cried and laughed at the same time. "Police comrade, you're a good person."

"What about you?"

Feng Xifan sighed. "I'm a good person too. It's just that I'm a bit unlucky."

Han Bin took out a pack of cigarettes and gestured for Bao Xing to uncuff him. "Tell me about it. How pitiful is it?"

"Even if I tell you, you can't believe me."

"Even if you don't tell us, we can't leave. There are so many of us here. It's not like we're playing house. Don't think that you'll get lucky." Han Bin handed him a cigarette.

"Sigh, I'll tell you. I'm really innocent." Feng Xifan looked like he was reminiscing. "It was last night. A few friends wanted to drink with me. We went to a noodle shop and ordered a few dishes to go with the wine. As we drank, I drank a little too much. I didn't dare to drink anymore and rode my scooter home."

"Who would have thought that the aftereffects of the alcohol would be so strong. I couldn't even see the road clearly. After that, I parked my scooter on the side and called my wife. After that, I was completely drunk and couldn't remember anything."

Feng Xifan slapped his forehead. "I really shouldn't have drunk so much."

"When I woke up, I found myself lying in a green belt. My coat was draped over my body, and a thick smell of blood rushed to my nose. I sat up and saw that my coat was stained with blood. I was scared out of my wits."

"I threw my coat aside and tried to sit up, but I found a dagger in my other hand. I was really scared out of my wits …"

"I was stunned for a long time before I reacted. I wiped the fingerprints off the dagger and dug a hole in the green belt to bury it. After that, I ran away, threw my coat into the trash can, and took a taxi home. "

"My heart was in a mess, and there was also the chicken farm incident. I took a shower to wake myself up and returned to my hometown."

"Officer, what I said is true. I'm really unlucky."

Han Bin took a puff of his cigarette. "There was a Buick SUV next to the green belt. Did you notice it?"

"Yes, but it was still dark, and there were no streetlights there. I didn't dare go over to take a look. I was still drunk, and my mind was in a mess. I just wanted to leave as soon as possible. I'm really unlucky."

"Was there anyone else at the scene?"

"I don't know. I don't think so."

"Why didn't you call the police?"

"I … I … I wasn't fully sober at the time, and I was scared. I thought …"

"Why?" Han Bin asked.

"I thought I killed someone, and I almost peed my pants. When I returned to the chicken farm, I thought about it carefully. I was already drunk, and I didn't have the ability to kill anyone. I must have been framed."

"Who do you think you've been framed?"

"I don't know. I really don't know. I'm just a chicken farmer. I don't have any skills, and I didn't offend anyone. I'm innocent."

"Who were you drinking with?" Han Bin asked.

"Two people. One was Song Dachun, and the other was Cao Jin. They're from the same village as me, and they're both working in the city now. I happened to be back in the city that day, so we met up."

"What's their contact number?"

"I can't remember. I have a record on my phone."

Bao Xing checked Feng Xifan's phone.

Han Bin continued to ask, "Where did you drink?"

"Eight Big Bowl Noodle House on Hedong Road. Song Dachun rents in that area."

"Have you been to a restaurant called Four Seasons Cuisine?"

"What kind of cuisine?"

"It's a Japanese restaurant."

"I've never been there. We can't afford to eat at that kind of restaurant, and we can't bear to eat there. Steamed bowls, Hulu Bowl noodles, and some alcohol are good enough. I'm not used to western food."

"What time did you go to Eight Big Bowl Noodle House?"

"Around seven."

"What time?"

"Around seven-thirty."

"What time did you finish?"

"I left at eight o 'clock. I don't know when they left," Wang Yao said.

Bao Xing snorted. "You're in your forties, and you're past the age of being greedy. You got drunk in half an hour? Who drinks like that?"

"I'm unlucky. I was depressed, and I was drinking to drown my sorrows. I just wanted to get myself drunk, or else I wouldn't be able to sleep at night. Look at my hair. Half of it has turned white in less than three months."

"What's so unlucky about you?" Han Bin was speechless. This guy's words had almost become his catchphrase.

"You'll understand when you go to the chicken farm. I've lost money. I've lost at least two hundred thousand this winter. I won't be able to recover in the next two or three years. I've worked for nothing for the past two years." Feng Xifan was a man, and he started to cry as he spoke.

Han Bin had a rough idea of the reason, and he did not continue to ask. He changed the topic. "Where did you park your scooter last night?"

"I remember … I think I left the restaurant, and I couldn't ride it for long. Where exactly …" Feng Xifan slapped his forehead and tried hard to recall. "I only remember it was on Hedong Road, and I think there's a hairdresser …"

"Officer, I know. I know where the scooter is." Feng Xifan's wife shouted from not far away.

"After Old Feng called me, I called a taxi to pick him up, but I couldn't find him. I only found my scooter parked near the intersection of Hedong Road and Siming Street. There's a Ming Chao Hairdresser there."

At this moment, Li Qin and the rest walked out of the chicken farm …

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