The next morning.
Han Bin held a morning meeting. He said a few simple words and assigned the tasks for the day.
Today's main task was to check the surveillance. This was not the internal surveillance of Fang Long Storage Company, but the Skynet surveillance near the company and the main roads to track the suspicious van.
As for the clues about the robbers, Han Bin handed them over to Tang Jinping to investigate. He was more familiar with the situation around Fang Jing Village, especially those with criminal records. This was the focus of the investigation.
After assigning tasks, the team members split up.
Han Bin took out a bag of coffee and prepared to drink it to refresh himself.
Han Bin had always believed that only by striking a balance between work and rest would one be able to last longer. Taking a break from a busy day was the best way to work.
This time, the coffee was different from before. It was black coffee that Wang Ting had specially bought for Han Bin. It had no sugar, no milk, and no additives. The brewing method was also different.
Usually, coffee was poured directly into a cup and brewed with water. This coffee was different. It was granular coffee. The coffee was placed in a leaky net and hot water was poured over it. The coffee that leaked out was the actual coffee, and the rest was the residue.
Han Bin opened the package. A strong aroma of coffee wafted out. It was much more fragrant than ordinary instant coffee. Han Bin poured hot water three times and brewed more than 100 milliliters of coffee.
Han Bin took a sip. There was a sweetness in the bitterness.
People who were not used to coffee might spit it out. However, Han Bin quite liked the taste.
It was the same as garlic. People who liked to eat it would use it as a standard dish for noodles and dumplings. People who did not like to eat it would definitely stay away.
Knock knock. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Han Bin put down the coffee cup. "Come in."
A young man walked in, followed by a middle-aged man and woman. They looked like they were husband and wife.
Han Bin looked up and recognized the young man. It was Wang Shiyuan, the brother of the 626 Joint Task Force's victim.
Han Bin had never seen the middle-aged couple, but from their appearance, he could vaguely guess that they should be the parents of Wang Shiyuan and the victim, Wang Siyu.
Wang Shiyuan walked in front of Han Bin. "Officer Han, these are my parents. They found out about Siyu and insisted on coming to thank you personally."
With that, the middle-aged couple bowed deeply to Han Bin and his team members.
Wang Shiyuan's father grabbed Han Bin's hand and said gratefully, "Thank you, Officer Han. Thank you for saving my daughter. You're our family's benefactors."
Han Bin quickly helped him up. "Uncle Wang, you don't have to be so polite. This is what we should do."
Wang Shiyuan's mother was also wiping her tears. "If anything happens to my daughter, we won't be able to live either. Thank you, officers."
With that, Wang Shiyuan's mother took out two silk banners from her bag to express her gratitude.
One of them said, "The people's police love the people."
One of them said, "Brave and fearless, true heroes."
Seeing this, Wang Shiyuan felt a little guilty.
After Wang Siyu was rescued, Wang Shiyuan also wanted to send the silk banners. However, considering that his sister's experience was not something to be proud of, and he was afraid that it would affect his sister's reputation, he did not do anything.
After Wang Siyu was rescued, her mental state was not very good. Wang Shiyuan was afraid that she would take things too hard, so he sent her to his parents' house. At first, she was fine, but later on, his parents found out that something was wrong.
Wang Shiyuan had no choice but to tell his parents about his sister's situation.
When they found out that their daughter was in trouble, as parents, they were naturally heartbroken. At the same time, they were also very grateful to the public security department. If it was not for the police who rescued her in time, they were afraid that they would not be able to see their daughter again.
After knowing that his daughter had been rescued, Wang Shiyuan did not go to his house to thank him. Wang Shiyuan's father was furious. He felt that his son was not sincere. The police had already rescued her. This was such a great favor, but he did not show any gratitude. This was not how things should be done.
Ungrateful people would get their retribution sooner or later.
Wang Shiyuan's father immediately asked someone to make two silk banners and sent them to the Municipal Public Security Bureau that morning.
If it was not for their daughter's reputation, they would have definitely banged the drums and gongs. Although the thank-you ceremony was not grand, their sincerity was evident.
Rescuing Wang Siyu was the credit of the entire 626 Joint Task Force. Han Bin would not take all the credit for himself. He immediately asked someone to call Ding Xifeng and Ma Jingbo.
If he forgot about the leaders at this time, the leaders would not remember him in the future.
When Ding Xifeng and Ma Jingbo arrived at the office, Wang Siyu's parents thanked them again.
Ding Xifeng had seen this kind of scene many times. He comforted Wang Siyu's parents and asked about Wang Siyu's situation.
He also told Wang Siyu's parents that if Wang Siyu needed help, the police could provide some psychological counseling.
Wang Siyu's parents expressed their gratitude again.
After that, Ding Xifeng personally sent Wang Siyu's parents to the entrance of the compound and watched them leave in a car.
As for the silk banners that were sent, one was placed in the team leader's office, and the other was hung in the team leader's office.
Ding Xifeng asked about the progress of the robbery, and Han Bin reported the situation truthfully.
After Ding Xifeng understood, he did not say much. He was still very confident in Han Bin's ability to solve the case.
It was already past 11 pm when he finished his work.
Han Bin tidied up and was about to go to the cafeteria for lunch when his phone rang. "Ring ring ring …"
Han Bin picked up his phone and saw Tang Jinping's number on the screen.
"Hello, Officer Tang."
"Captain Han, I have a clue about the tattoo that you asked me to investigate."
"Have you found the tattooed man's identity?"
"Yes, according to the tattoo sketch you provided, we found a man with a very similar tattoo. His name is Wang Donggen, from Qian Village in Fuping town. He has a criminal record of theft."
Han Bin asked, "Have you found his location?"
"I called you as soon as I found the clue. We have his address, but we are not sure if he is at home."
"Do you have his phone number?"
"Yes."
"Then please send me his phone number. I'll get someone to locate him."
"His phone number is 137253 XXX."
Han Bin hung up and asked Huang Qianqian to send the phone number to the technical department.
He then brought his men to Fuping Town.
…
Laowu's Stir-Fry Restaurant.
The restaurant was not big. It was only a few dozen square meters, and there were a few square tables for four.
There were only three employees in the restaurant. One was a couple in their thirties, and the other was a young girl in her late teens.
A man in his forties was sitting at a table near the wall of the restaurant. He had a cigarette in his hand, and there was a bottle of Erguotou, a plate of cucumbers, a plate of peanuts, a plate of pig's ears, and a plate of casserole beef on the table.
He was eating, smoking, and drinking by himself. It was a beautiful sight.
Occasionally, he would glance at the young waitress and chuckle. No one knew what he was thinking.
Soon, the bottle of wine was half gone, and the dishes were almost finished.
The man burped. "Waitress."
The young waitress walked over. "Brother, what else would you like to order?"
The man looked at her from head to toe. "No. Let's get the bill."
The waitress felt a little uncomfortable and took a step back. "Brother, it's a total of 97 yuan."
"How much?"
"97 yuan."
The man frowned. "Why is it so expensive?"
The waitress placed the menu on the table. "This is the menu. Please take a look."
The man glanced at it and used his chopsticks to poke at the beef casserole. "Look at this."
The waitress glanced at it and her expression changed.
There was a fly floating in the beef casserole.
"Brother, did it just fly in?"
The man slammed the table. "What do you mean 'just fly in'? Open your mouth and it's here. Call your boss over."
The lady boss heard the commotion and walked over. "What's going on?"
The waitress did not dare to say it out loud as there were other customers. She pointed at the fly in the beef casserole.
"Hmph." The man snorted. He picked up a toothpick from the table and held it in his mouth.
The lady boss stirred the beef casserole with her chopsticks. "Brother, didn't you already finish it? There's not even a piece of meat left."
The man held the toothpick in his mouth. His face was cold. "You don't have much meat in here to begin with. You even let me eat a fly. What do you think I should do?"
The lady boss turned to look at the waitress. "How much is it?"
"97 yuan."
The lady boss squeezed out a smile. "Brother, how about this? I'll give you a discount. I won't take the change. You can just give me 90 yuan."
"Pfft." The man pointed at the beef casserole. "What 90 yuan? You ate so much that you got a fly and you still have the cheek to ask me for money?"
The man's voice was not soft. The customers at the next table looked over.
The lady boss sighed. "I've been running this restaurant for so many years. I've seen all sorts of people. I can tell if this fly flew in during cooking or after eating. Don't play this trick on me."
The man rolled up his sleeves, revealing a tattoo. It was a dragon coiled around a sword. The dragon was a little special. It had a pair of wings on its back. "What do you mean? Are you trying to be unreasonable with me?"
Looking at the man's tattoo and smelling the alcohol in his mouth, the lady boss was a little afraid. She did not want to provoke people. She did not want to provoke people who were drunk.
It was not worth it to destroy the restaurant for a meal.
She was running a business, not fighting with others.
"Brother, how about this? I won't charge you for this beef casserole. You can pay for the other dishes."
"Pfft." The man spat the toothpick on the table. He smiled. "It seems like it's not easy for you to run a small business. Let's just do it."
"It's a total of 52 yuan. Please pay for it."
The man pouted. "What two? Who's a two? Do you know how to run a business? "
The lady boss gritted her teeth. "50 yuan. You just have to pay 50 yuan."
The man took out 50 yuan from his pocket and slapped it on the table. "That's right. You have to be more flexible when doing business. That way, customers will come again."
The lady boss kept the 50 yuan in her pocket. She did not reply. She thought to herself, 'Damn you. It's better if you don't come again.'
At that moment, the restaurant's door was pushed open. Three young men walked in. The one in front had a sharp gaze. He had his right hand in his pocket. He looked cool.
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