Zhao Ming, who was standing next to him, vaguely heard some of the conversation. "Brother Bin, what's wrong?"
Han Bin thought for a moment. "Go and get Song Bohui's statement."
Although Zhao Ming did not know the reason, he still ran to the table and took the statement document to Han Bin.
While Li Hui was taking the statement, Han Bin had been listening by the side, so he was no stranger to the contents of the statement. He was not looking at the contents of the statement, but at the fingerprints at the bottom of the statement. "Why didn't Song Bohui leave his fingerprints, but his palm prints?"
Interrogation statements usually required the use of the right index finger, and in the absence of it, the palm prints would be collected.
Li Hui walked over. "I know this. His right index finger was injured, so I collected the palm prints."
Han Bin asked, "Are you sure his finger was injured?"
Li Hui recalled for a moment. "I didn't see it, but it was bandaged. Brother Bin, what's wrong? "
Han Bin did not say anything. He pinched his forehead and recalled the scene just now.
When Song Bohui first came in, he did not notice anything unusual about him. However, when Song Bohui left, Han Bin watched him walk out of the office and realized that his walking posture and pace were obviously different from the last time.
A leopard cannot change its spots. It was difficult to change a person's habits, and it was the same with walking posture and pace.
Han Bin had seen Song Bohui twice, but the way he walked these two times was like a completely different person.
"Did you guys feel that Song Bohui's voice was different from the last time?"
Li Hui answered subconsciously, "Song Bohui caught a cold and sneezed several times in a row. His voice must have changed. What did you find out? "
Han Bin said, "I suspect that the person just now was not Song Bohui!"
Li Hui did not expect Han Bin to say that. "How is that possible?"
Han Bin didn't come to this conclusion on the spur of the moment. He had seriously considered it.
Song Bohui's walking posture and pace aroused his suspicion. Of course, nothing was absolute, and Han Bin couldn't be 100% sure that 'he' wasn't Song Bohui. Compared to the way he walked, the fingerprint was obviously more convincing.
That was why Han Bin checked Song Bohui's fingerprints on the interrogation materials. What was more coincidental was that Song Bohui's finger was injured. This time, it was a palm print, so there was no way to compare it.
All in all, Song Bohui was very suspicious.
Han Bin told Li Hui and the others about his analysis of Song Bohui's walking posture.
Li Hui rubbed his chin and thought for a moment. "Song Bohui has been taking care of his sick mother in Beijing. Could it be because he's been tired recently and his body isn't in good condition? That's why his walking posture is different from before."
Han Bin nodded. "Everyone's body condition is different. Their steps might change slightly. For example, if a person's body is more tired, their walking posture will be more sluggish. However, the changes won't be as big as this."
"And Song Bohui's walking posture isn't the only problem. His voice is also a little abnormal."
Tian Li asked, "Could it be because of the cold?"
Han Bin asked, "Don't you think it's a coincidence that his cold and his finger injury happened at the same time?"
Li Hui showed a look of agreement. "It's really too coincidental. Voice and fingerprints are both criteria to determine a person's identity. Now that his fingerprints are injured, only the palm print is left, so we can't tell. "
"And Song Bohui's voice is a little abnormal. It's hard for people who aren't familiar with him to hear it. Even if people who are familiar with him can hear it, he can say that it's because of the cold. Captain Han's suspicions make sense. "
Zhao Ming raised his doubts. "But we've all seen Song Bohui before. He's obviously the same person. We don't see anything different."
Bao Xing leaned on the table and guessed, "Could it be that they look alike?"
"Then they look a little too alike." Zhao Ming shook his head. He still felt that it was somewhat unlikely.
Han Bin continued, "It's not that there aren't people who look alike. Every few decades, there will be people who look alike. However, it was rare for them to look alike and be of similar age. Unless … they're twins. "
Tian Li's tone was firm. "That's impossible. We've already investigated Song Bochen's family situation very clearly. Song Jingshan only has three children, Song Bohui, Song Boxia, and Song Bochen. I haven't heard of any other children."
Bao Xing asked, "Is Song Bohui adopted?"
Tian Li shrugged. "No. There will definitely be a record of an adoption. "
Zhao Ming said, "If it were up to me, we should just call Song Bohui back and question him again. Why are we making wild guesses here?"
Li Hui looked at Han Bin. "Captain Han, what do you think?"
Han Bin pointed at the transcript on the table. "Song Bohui has already consciously concealed his identity. If the fingerprint on his right index finger is really destroyed, it will be very difficult for us to prove whether he is Song Bohui or not in a short period of time."
"Call Song Jingshan and ask him to come over."
Li Hui subconsciously said, "Yeah, as a father, he will definitely know if his son is his own."
Zhao Ming muttered softly, "That's not necessarily true."
Li Hui glared at him. "Then what should we do? Song Jingshan's wife is hospitalized in Beijing. Do I have to pick her up from so far away to ask her? "
"I'm just saying. I'll call Song Jingshan." Zhao Ming laughed awkwardly and ran to the side.
Han Bin said, "Li Hui."
"What's wrong?"
"Song Bohui shouldn't have gone too far. Take two people with you and follow him. Keep an eye on him 24 hours a day. Don't let him slip away again."
Thinking of Zhang Li, who had escaped, Li Hui nodded vigorously. "Understood."
After Li Hui left, Han Bin fell into deep thought.
If Song Bohui was a fake, then who was this fake Song Bohui? What was his motive? Where was the real Song Bohui?
Song Bohui was suspected of killing Song Bochen. The police had previously ruled him out as a suspect because he had an alibi.
However, if there really were two people who looked so similar, then Song Bohui's alibi would be a question mark.
…
An hour later, Song Jingshan rushed to Yu Hua Branch. He opened the office door, panting. "Officer, did you catch the murderer?"
Han Bin invited him to sit down. "Mr. Song, don't worry. I'll tell you slowly. Tian Li, pour Mr. Song a glass of water."
Song Jingshan panted. "Captain Han, my eldest son is back. He should have come to give his statement."
"Yes, Song Bohui came to give his statement this morning," Han Bin replied and then asked, "How many children do you have?"
"Three."
"Song Bohui, Song Boxia, and Song Bochen?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Are you sure you don't have any other children?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
"Have you seen Song Bohui since he came back from the capital?"
"Yes, he went to see me last night. The child has lost a lot of weight. He's been working hard to take care of his mother these days. I felt sorry for him. I asked him to rest for two days, but he didn't listen. He said he had work to do at the company and told me to rest at home. "Song Jingshan showed a rare look of relief when he talked about his eldest son.
Han Bin didn't want to attack him directly, so he used another method to test him. "I saw someone today. He looks very much like Song Bohui. I almost thought they were brothers. Do you really have no other children?"
Song Jingshan's expression changed slightly. He stammered, "Captain … Captain Han, you … What do you mean?"
"Nothing else. Just like I said, I met someone who looks and is very similar to Song Bohui. I want to understand the situation from you."
Song Jingshan was silent for a moment. "Does this have anything to do with Bochen's case?"
"Of course, if it doesn't, I won't ask about your personal affairs. I hope you can answer truthfully in this regard. Otherwise, it may affect the police investigation."
"Sigh …" Song Jingshan sighed and patted his head. "It's been so many years. I really don't want to talk about it anymore. Bohui … isn't my wife's and my biological son. He was adopted. "
Tian Li interrupted, "Since he was adopted, why was there a legal birth certificate?"
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