Han Bin didn't ask Zhang Yibin to stop recording the show because he wasn't the only one recording the show. There were dozens of people.
Since he had already waited, he didn't mind waiting a little longer.
After Liu Xiurong left, Han Bin and the other two went through the information in the lounge.
Yan Heyu's phone number was suspended.
Ren Baitao was in charge of the investigation at Yuhua Branch. Han Bin took a photo of his information and sent it to Zeng Ping.
"Knock knock …" There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Creak …" The door opened and Zhang Yibin walked in. He had a long face as if someone owed him tens of thousands of yuan.
"Ahem." Zhang Yibin coughed softly after he came in. He didn't say anything and just stood there.
Bao Xing turned his head and pointed at the chair opposite him. "Host Zhang is here. Have a seat."
Zhang Yibin sat down and sized up Han Bin and the other two. After pondering for a while, he said, "Ahem, officers, I was in a hurry to record the show, so I've neglected you. Please forgive me."
"If you have any questions, just ask. I will try my best to cooperate."
The other party said something soft. Whether it was sincere or not, Han Bin was too lazy to argue. He said, "It's all for work. I understand."
Hearing Han Bin's words, Zhang Yibin's expression softened.
"Host Zhang, what did Producer Liu say to you just now?"
"Nothing much. He just asked me to help the three of you with the investigation and answer any questions."
Han Bin nodded and began to ask the main question. "Host Zhang, are you familiar with Zhou Jingjing?"
"Not too bad. She came for three or four episodes. I know her basic situation. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do a good show."
"Do you remember who took her away?"
"The male guest only came once, I really can't remember, but based on my understanding of Zhou Jingjing, the male guest she chose must be tall, handsome, and multi-talented. This little girl is very picky, she only recognizes the face, not the person." After Zhang Yibin finished speaking, he asked, "What happened to Zhou Jingjing, what happened?"
"Producer Liu didn't tell you?"
"She only said that something happened to the two female guests who participated in the show, and that you came here to investigate them. She didn't say what happened."
Han Bin did not hide anything. "Zhou Jingjing and Lu Jingfang were murdered. According to our analysis, it's very likely that it was done by the same murderer."
Zhang Yibin took a deep breath and clasped his hands together. "You suspect that their deaths are related to our production team?"
"Not bad."
Zhang Yibin denied, "That's impossible. Our production team has had so many female guests, but the other female guests are all fine. I think it's more likely because of their personal reasons. "
"The reason we're here to investigate is to prove the show's innocence. If you think that their deaths have nothing to do with the show, then you should cooperate with our police investigation. As long as the case is investigated clearly, it will naturally be proven that it has nothing to do with the show."
"What do you need me to do?"
"Was there anything unusual about the two of them when they were recording the show? Or is there anything in common between the two of them?" Han Bin asked.
Zhang Yibin thought about it and said, "The two of them are female guests with more distinct personalities. One likes handsome guys, and the other wants to find a rich boyfriend. Because of these distinct characteristics, they receive more attention. "
"With more attention, there are more people talking about them. Some like them, and some hate them. There are a lot of related comments under the show's official Weibo. Some anti-fans are very nasty, saying that they're corrupting the atmosphere, and that they're not allowed to participate in the show in the future. "
Han Bin continued to ask, "Are there any threatening comments among those comments?"
"Yes, why not?" Zhang Yibin snorted. "Many of those anti-fans are keyboard warriors. They're very timid in their daily lives, but once they're on the Internet, they become arrogant. They claim to be the embodiment of justice, and there's nothing they don't dare to say."
"Take Lu Jingfang for example. Her criteria for choosing a partner is very clear, and that is to find a rich boyfriend. In my opinion, this is nothing. Many female guests have the same thoughts and come with the same goal. It's just that they won't say it so directly. Instead, they'll directly take action. "
"Lu Jingfang's straightforwardness attracted the abuse of some anti-fans, saying that she's a gold digger who only recognizes money and not people. They also said that she doesn't deserve to stand on that stage, and that promoting this kind of profit-oriented speech will lead some inexperienced young people astray and affect the next generation. "
"Anyway, there are all kinds of comments."
"Among them, there's one anti-fan that I have a deep impression of. He's called Brother Jing who's sunbathing. This person is our show's anti-fan, and he's the most vicious one. He even threatened Lu Jingfang to leave the show, or else he'll splash dog blood on her."
"I think that this anti-fan is not only crazy, but he might also have violent tendencies."
Han Bin asked subconsciously, "Has this anti-fan ever scolded you?"
Zhang Yibin revealed an awkward expression. "Scolded, why not? He said that I'm a dog with a nose full of onions. He also said that the reason why I'm not popular is because I haven't shaved my head. He even said that I'm a parrot who's parrot. Hmph, this guy is a mad dog who bites whoever he catches. "
Han Bin noted it down in his notebook. "Does this person have a grudge against your production team?"
Zhang Yibin said, "No, no. I think this person is more like a moralist. He thinks that his way of thinking is right, so others have to follow his way of thinking. If others don't do so, they're immoral."
"Moralist?"
Zhang Yibin guessed, "Yes, a moralist. This kind of person is like a mental illness. Who knows, when it accumulates to a certain extent, he might kill someone."
"Do you know the real identity of 'Brother Jing who's sunbathing'?"
"I don't know." Zhang Yibin spread his hands. "If a dog bites you, you can't bite it back, right?"
Han Bin did not answer and said, "Host Zhang, according to the usual practice, we need to ask routine questions. I hope you don't mind."
"Okay, I'll cooperate."
"What car do you drive?"
"Audi."
"Have you driven a Mercedes-Benz recently?"
"No."
"Recently, when was the last time you saw Zhou Jingjing and Lu Jingfang?"
"I don't remember. Anyway, I haven't seen them since I stopped recording the show."
"Are you sure you haven't seen them in private?"
Zhang Yibin's tone was firm. "No."
"Where were you between 9: 30 p.m. on June 25th and 1: 30 a.m. on June 26th?"
Hearing this question, Zhang Yibin was a little anxious. "Are you treating me as a suspect? How could I do such a thing? It's ridiculous."
Han Bin said lightly, "Host Zhang, as I said before, this is a routine question. It's not directed at you."
"Phew …" Zhang Yibin sighed. "It's been a few days. I can't remember."
"Then think about it. We have plenty of time. There's no hurry."
"You guys aren't in a hurry, but I am." Zhang Yibin muttered. He thought about it and said, "That day, I didn't have to record the show that night, so I should have gone home."
"Where do you live? Tell me the specific address."
Zhang Yibin blurted out, "TV station dormitory, Block 1, Unit 2, Room 302."
"Who can prove it to you?"
"Dog."
"Bam!" Bao Xing slammed the table and scolded, "Hey, watch your attitude. Speak properly."
"I live alone. Other than the dog, there are no living creatures at home."
Han Bin was annoyed and amused at the same time. He didn't know what to ask for a moment.
"Okay, that's all for the time being. Thank you for your cooperation." Han Bin closed his notebook and then took out a business card and handed it to him. "If you think of any new clues, you can call me directly."
After that, Han Bin packed his things and left the lounge with his men.
Zhang Yibin watched the three of them leave. He snorted softly and threw the business card into the trash can. "What the hell? Isn't he just a policeman? What's there to be proud of?"
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