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Chapter 690

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Han Bin raised an eyebrow. "So, you really have a motive?"

Feng Renyong's jaw dropped. He had the urge to curse. 'I've said so many things from the bottom of my heart, and this is all you get?'

But thinking of Han Bin's identity, he didn't dare to say it.

"I hate Li Shiwei. He's the modern Huang Shiren, but that doesn't mean I'll do anything illegal."

Feng Tianbao shouted. "This is a society ruled by law. The police need evidence to arrest people. You can't be biased just because Li Shiwei is rich."

Kids these days were precocious. In Han Bin's opinion, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy already had the ability to distinguish between right and wrong. "I don't believe based on who's rich, but who's honest."

Feng Renyong argued. "We didn't lie on purpose. We were afraid that you would suspect us, so we said we weren't there. We wanted to avoid trouble."

Han Bin shook his head. "I don't believe your reason. The police are just asking you for routine questioning. As long as you cooperate with the police and have a good attitude, the police are willing to believe your testimony."

"On the contrary, your previous lying will make me suspect you even more."

Feng Renyong sighed. "I'm really innocent. I admit that I shouldn't have lied. I'm shortsighted, but I really didn't participate in the robbery. "

Han Bin asked, "Then why did you lie?"

Feng Renyong lowered his head and didn't say anything.

Tang Jinping walked over quickly. "Captain Han, I found something."

"Officer Tang, what did you find?"

Tang Jinping held a cigarette in his hand and shook it. "I suspect that this might be the reason why he lied."

"What's wrong with this cigarette?"

"It's not just one. We found several boxes of cigarettes in the East room next door. There are Zhonghua, Yuxi, Nanjing, and Cordyceps. There are at least a few hundred cartons in total."

Han Bin smacked his lips. "Tsk tsk, this is worth a lot of money."

"Yeah, it's worth at least a hundred thousand." Tang Jinping smiled, showing his yellow teeth. One look and anyone could tell that he was a heavy smoker.

Feng Renyong revealed a panicked expression, but he still didn't say anything.

Tang Jinping tore open the packaging of the Yuxi cigarettes and took out a cigarette. He lit it and took a puff. "Bah, it's fake."

Feng Renyong retorted, "What do you mean fake? You can't talk nonsense."

"I've been smoking for so many years, and I love this brand. I can tell if it's real or fake just by smelling it, let alone smoking it." Tang Jinping snorted.

Feng Renyong said, "Maybe it's because the place of origin is different. You're not used to it."

"Then tell me, where is the origin of the cigarettes? Where did you get the goods from? Do you have a business license?"

"I …" Feng Renyong stammered, unable to speak clearly.

Tang Jinping spat, "Damn it, I hate people like you who sell fake cigarettes."

"Officer Tang, did you find any loot related to the robbery?"

"No."

Han Bin said sternly, "Feng Renyong, we're here to investigate the robbery. You should know which of the two crimes is more serious. If you don't say anything, we'll have to bring you to the city's criminal investigation unit."

Feng Renyong waved his hand, "No, no, I really have nothing to do with the robbery. I haven't left the village today."

Han Bin said, "Then you'll have to explain yourself."

Feng Renyong took a deep breath, hesitated for a while, and said, "I hate that bastard Li Shiwei, but I really don't dare to commit a robbery. I was fired by Fang Long's storage company, and it's hard to find a job. I have a family to take care of, so I have to support them. "

"I bought some cheap cigarettes and wanted to make a profit from the price difference. With the cigarettes at home, I felt uneasy and was afraid that someone would find out. I didn't dare to let outsiders in, so I asked my son to lie and say that I wasn't at home. "

"What I said is true. Even if I had a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to commit a robbery."

Tang Jinping threw the cigarettes on the floor, "Then do you know that selling and selling fake cigarettes is also against the law?"

Feng Renyong made a bitter face, "I … I have a big family to support, so I have to make a living."

Han Bin was speechless. They didn't catch the robbery suspect, but they found a den that sold fake cigarettes.

"Chief Tang, I'll leave him to you."

"No problem." Tang Jinping smiled, "No problem, I'll make sure he confess everything."

Han Bin brought his men back to the city's police station.

Back at the city's police station, Han Bin went to report to Ma Jingbo, but found that the office door was locked.

After contacting him, he found out that Ma Jingbo had gone out with Team Two.

Han Bin went to the technical department to take a look. Two security guards from Fang Long's storage company were helping a sketch artist draw the tattoos on the robbers' bodies.

Just as Han Bin was about to leave, Ma Xiwen called out to him.

"Captain Han, we've compared the fingerprints we found in the finance department of Fang Long's storage company, and found that they are all from the company's internal staff. We haven't found any suspicious fingerprints yet."

Han Bin nodded. From the surveillance footage, he noticed that the robbers were wearing gloves, so the possibility of finding fingerprints wasn't high.

Ma Xiwen continued, "We'll need some time to compare the DNA of the cigarette butts."

"Thank you for your hard work." Han Bin said politely, then left the technical department. As for the cigarette butts found on the floor, Han Bin didn't have much hope. Unless the robbers were especially conceited or careless, they wouldn't leave such obvious evidence.

However, Ma Xiwen's words reminded Han Bin. After returning to the office, Han Bin pulled up the surveillance footage from the finance department of Fang Long's storage company and carefully looked at it again.

Han Bin watched the footage from beginning to end, not missing a single detail.

Han Bin noticed that after entering the finance department, one of the robbers looked at the surveillance camera and said something.

Han Bin knew how to read lips, so after repeatedly looking at the footage, he finally understood what the robber had said.

"Old Pao, destroy this camera too!"

This sentence matched the content of the video, and the next moment, the camera was destroyed.

What Han Bin really cared about was the name "Old Pao."

This name didn't seem like a real name, but more like a nickname.

Many people in the underworld had nicknames. Knowing a nickname, it was very likely that they would be able to find out the person's real identity.

"Da da da …" Footsteps sounded, and Bao Xing walked over.

"Captain Han, the technical department is done. The two security guards have identified the robber's gun. "

"What gun? A foreign gun? "

"Yes."

Han Bin rubbed his chin. "This kind of gun is very common overseas, but not in China. Where did they get it?"

Finding the robber's source of purchase was also very helpful in solving the case.

Bao Xing couldn't answer this question, so he took out a piece of sketch paper and placed it in front of Han Bin. "Captain Han, this is the tattoo that the two security guards drew based on their memories."

On the sketch paper was a dragon coiled around a sword. This dragon was a bit special. It was different from the traditional dragon pattern, and it had a pair of wings on its back. It looked a bit weird.

This was the first time Han Bin had seen this tattoo, so he naturally didn't know the identity of the owner. He ordered, "Send the picture of the tattoo to Leader Tang, and ask him to help find the owner of the tattoo."

"By the way, ask him to find a person near Fuping Town with the nickname 'Old Pao.' It's probably the nickname of one of the robbers."

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