City Criminal Investigation Unit, Second Squadron, Team One.
After Han Bin arrived at his office, he called for a morning meeting.
In front of Han Bin was a cup of Longjing tea brewed in 80-degree hot water.
He had gotten this Longjing tea from his father that morning. He often drank Tieguanyin, Biluochun, Longjing, Mo Li scented tea, and Pu 'er tea.
He had always wanted to try other types of tea, but he was usually too busy with work and had no time to try them.
Drinking a cup of tea in the morning refreshed and quenched his thirst, so he would be more energetic at work.
"Ahem." Han Bin cleared his throat. "I'll make arrangements for this morning's work."
"Wang Xiao, continue to check the surveillance cameras at the crime scene to see if there are any suspicious people."
"Li Qin and Jiang Yang, bring the search warrant to search HAL's hotel room and the surveillance cameras. See if you can find any stolen goods."
"Bao Xing, come with me to the interrogation."
"Yes."
Han Bin glanced at everyone. "Do you have anything else to add?"
"Team Leader, should we extend David's detention?" Huang Qianqian asked.
Han Bin hesitated. "There's no evidence to prove that he's directly related to the case. There's no need to extend his detention. Let him go."
"Yes."
After making arrangements, Han Bin entered the third interrogation room with a cup of tea.
HAL was also brought into the interrogation room. He looked a little listless, but he had sobered up.
HAL shrugged. "Hey, Mr. Officer, I recognize you. Why did you bring me to the police station again?"
Han Bin probed, "Have you forgotten what happened last night?"
HAL patted his black head. "I only remember that I was drinking, and then I met a pretty good girl. As for what happened after that, I can't remember. The only time I slept with her was in the detention room."
Han Bin took a sip of water and organized his words. "Then I'll help you remember. Last night, we arrested you at the Golden Cube Bar and conducted a surprise interrogation. You confessed to killing Mike."
"No, I didn't kill Mike. That's impossible," HAL shouted.
"That's not what you said last night." Han Bin laughed.
"Okay, I drank too much last night. I'm just talking nonsense. There's no such thing." HAL was a little anxious.
"You want to retract your confession?"
HAL was a little nervous and asked, "What did I say last night?"
Han Bin said, "On the 15th, around nine o 'clock in the evening, Mike drove his black Buick to the Golden Cube. He wanted to take you to his house, but you had a conflict on the way. You killed Mike and then went to the Lexie Hotel."
"Oh my god, I drank too much. I didn't kill Mike at all. It's not like that."
"What's that like?"
Hal buried his face in his hands and sobbed softly.
"HAL, you better think about it carefully. You have deceived the police before and lied on the key testimony. Since we caught you, we have enough evidence. If you lie again, no one can help you. Murder in the country is punishable by death." Han Bin warned.
"No, I didn't kill anyone. I didn't kill Mike." HAL shook his head. "I admit that I saw Mike that day. I drank too much and asked him to drive to pick me up, but I didn't kill him. I didn't kill Mike."
Han Bin did not rush him. He just looked at him quietly.
"I drank too much and fell asleep in the car. I heard some messy sounds, but I couldn't wake up. When I woke up later … I found that Mike was already dead. He died next to me. Oh my god, he was covered in blood. I was scared … Then I took a taxi to the hotel."
"If you didn't do it, why didn't you call the police?"
"I was afraid that I couldn't explain myself. I was the only one in the car. I was afraid that the police would suspect me. I was scared … I have a criminal record in the United States, so I left. Oh my god, I actually didn't dare kill anyone. I didn't dare at all."
Han Bin thought for a moment and said coldly, "You're lying. We found more than that at the scene. If you don't tell the truth, no one can help you."
"I … I …" HAL slapped his head hard.
Han Bin was also a little speechless. This Blackie's brain was not good, but he still liked to lie. That was enough.
"Yeah, I remember now. When I woke up, I had a coat on me. The coat was covered in blood, but that coat wasn't mine. I got out of the car and saw another person in the green belt. He wasn't wearing a coat. I felt that the coat was his, so I put the coat back beside him." HAL blinked a few times as he spoke.
Han Bin recalled the situation at the scene. If HAL was lying, then he was likely to be Mike's murderer.
If HAL was telling the truth, it did not match the situation at the scene.
Han Bin felt that HAL was either lying or hiding something.
"HAL, I really want to help you, but only if you tell me the truth. Otherwise, no one can help you. The situation you said doesn't match the scene, so your murder suspicion will only increase."
HAL cried again. He opened his sausage mouth and cried like a child. He looked completely different from how he looked when he was flirting with girls last night.
"Yeah, when I woke up, I didn't have a bloody coat on me. Instead … I was holding a dagger in my hand. The dagger was stained with blood. I was scared. That wasn't my dagger. I didn't use it to stab Mike. I'm really innocent. I didn't do anything. I was really scared. I knew that no one would believe me even if I called the police. The dagger was in my hand."
"Then, I got out of the car and saw a person lying in the green belt. He had a bloody coat on him. I was scared. I thought he was the murderer, so I returned the dagger to him."
"By returning, do you mean putting the dagger in his hand?" Han Bin asked.
"I was scared. I didn't want to be associated with a murder case … I didn't do it on purpose. I really didn't kill Mike."
"How did you leave the scene?"
"I stopped a taxi on the side of the road."
"License plate number?"
"I don't remember the specifics, but the taxi's ending number is 35. What I said is true. I'm innocent."
Han Bin noted it down in his notebook. "You were at the scene when Mike died and touched the murder weapon. You can't prove your innocence with just what you said."
"No, I knew it would be like this. You would definitely suspect me. That's why I didn't call the police. Oh my god."
"It's not that I don't believe you," Han Bin said. "I just hope that you can provide some clues that are beneficial to you so that we can prove your innocence."
"By the way, that man from the green belt, he's wearing a bloody coat. It's very likely Mike's blood. He must have killed Mike and planted the dagger in my hands, framing me. He must be the murderer. You guys go and catch him. Once you find him, the truth will be revealed." HAL was like a drowning man grasping at straws.
"We've already found that person," Han Bin said.
"Mr. Police, what did the murderer say? Did he confess? He definitely did it."
"What did he say? We can't tell you. The only one who can help you now is yourself."
"What should I do to get you to let me go?"
"Yes, think carefully about what you saw and heard that night. The more detailed you are, the more helpful it will be for the police to solve the case and prove your innocence," Han Bin said.
HAL slapped her forehead hard. "Oh my god, why did I drink so much? I really can't remember what happened that night …"
After a while, HAL was still blaming herself. She still couldn't think of any new clues.
"Okay, HAL, do you think this has anything to do with the man called Brother Liao?" Han Bin asked.
"Yes, Brother Liao. It must be Brother Liao. He's Chinese. It's easier for him to do it here. It must be him," HAL shouted.
"Have you seen Brother Liao?"
"Yeah, I have."
"Have you seen him in Qingdao?"
"No."
"Do you have his photo?"
HAL shook her head. "Why would I need a man's photo?"
"HAL, contact your friends in America and ask them to take a photo of Brother Liao. I'll ask the other people involved in the case if they've seen this person," Han Bin said.
"Yes, you're right. I'll contact my friends in America and ask them to find Brother Liao."
Han Bin brought HAL to the forensics team and asked him to contact his friends in America and ask them to find the owner of a Chinese restaurant called Brother Liao. It would be best if they could find his information.
Although there was no clear evidence that this case was related to Brother Liao, Han Bin didn't want to let go of any clues.
At the same time, he wanted to know if the two Brother Liao were the same person.
After everything was settled, HAL was taken to the detention room. He had already admitted to going to the crime scene. Before the case was investigated, he couldn't prove his innocence.
Han Bin returned to Team One's office. As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a commotion coming from the office …
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