"If Mao Yiran is in Qindao, we can summon him to make a statement," Han Bin said.
"I've checked. Mao Yiran bought a train ticket for the morning of August 23rd. This afternoon, he bought a train ticket for the afternoon of 4: 30 and was going to return to Gaolong City," Zeng Ping said.
"There's less than half an hour left. Should we rush to the train station?" Li Hui shouted.
"No need. I've contacted the police at the train station. They've found Mao Yiran and summoned him verbally. They'll send him directly to the Kojima Substation."
"Captain Zeng is really thoughtful," Tian Li said.
"We almost let this kid get away," Zhao Ming said.
"So it's really possible that he killed her?" Li Hui asked.
"Whether it's murder or suicide, we need to find him to make a statement. Otherwise, things will become more complicated once Mao Yiran leaves Qindao City." Zheng Kaixuan took out a box of Hardeman and distributed it to everyone.
Han Bin took a cigarette and said hesitantly, "But even if we catch Mao Yiran, there's not enough evidence to prove that he killed He Shirui."
"Brother Bin is right. The problem now is that there's too little evidence. We can't even prove that He Shirui was killed," Zeng Ping said.
"From the surveillance, we can see that He Shirui didn't have much on her when she left the hotel. She probably only took a phone. If He Shirui drowned herself, then the phone might have fallen into the sea. If He Shirui was killed, then the phone might have fallen into the hands of the suspect. This is a more important evidence," Han Bin analyzed.
"Tian Li, call He Shirui's phone and see what's the status now," Zheng Kaixuan said.
Tian Li nodded and took out her phone to call He Shirui's number. A moment later, her phone rang.
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is not available."
"Sorry, The number you have dialed …"
"Since there are no clear clues here at Golden Beach, let's go back to the branch office to make a statement for Mao Yiran and use him as a breakthrough point for the next phase of the investigation," Zheng Kaixuan said.
"Captain Zheng, I have a small suggestion." Li Hui chuckled.
"Speak."
"Can we eat something before we go back to the station?" Li Hui rubbed his stomach. He hadn't eaten anything at noon and had been busy the whole afternoon. He was famished.
Zheng Kaixuan smiled and said, "You guys haven't had lunch yet, right?"
Han Bin, Tian Li, Zhao Ming, and the others all smiled sheepishly.
Zeng Ping lit a cigarette and smiled. "You'll get used to it."
"Okay, I will go back with Old Zeng first. You four eat something before going back to the branch office." Zheng Kaixuan said.
"Yes."
…
At this time, most restaurants were not open yet. Han Bin and the other three found a fast food restaurant. Regardless of whether it was delicious or not, they finally filled their stomachs. They didn't know when their next meal would be.
Back at the station, Mao Yiran was also summoned to the police station.
Zhao Ming brought him to the office, where Han Bin and Li Hui were responsible for making statements.
Han Bin turned on the law enforcement recorder and took out a pen and diary. He routinely asked, "Name, gender, age, place of origin …"
"Mao Yiran, male, 27 years old, from Gaolong City …"
"Do you know why I asked you to come?" Han Bin asked.
Mao Yiran shook his head. "I don't know."
"Do you know He Shirui?"
"It's hard not to know."
"What's your relationship?"
"She is my girlfriend, no, ex-girlfriend."
"When was the last time you met?"
"About half a month."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." Mao Yiran responded and asked, "Officer, why did you ask me to come? He Shirui and I have broken up, and this has nothing to do with the police."
"He Shirui is already dead," Han Bin said solemnly.
"What! You're not kidding, right? Yesterday she was … "Mao Yiran looked surprised.
"What happened yesterday?"
"No, nothing." Mao Yiran stuttered and confirmed, "Is Shi Rui really dead?"
"You should know this better than us."
"What do you mean? I just found out about this," Mao Yiran said.
"We checked the WeChat chat records. Last night at around 11 pm, you went to Golden Beach to see He Shirui."
"She asked me to go. I was quite surprised at the time, but I still hoped to get back together with her. However, when I arrived at Golden Beach, I didn't see her. She didn't answer my voice message, and her phone was turned off. I thought she was taking revenge on me and wanted me to give up, so I bought a train ticket back to Gaolong City," Mao Yiran explained.
Han Bin frowned. Mao Yiran's expression was very natural, and there was no sign of lying.
"Is there anything unusual with He Shirui these days?"
"I don't know. She doesn't talk to me at all." Mao Yiran sighed, and his voice was a little choked.
"Who knew she would suddenly die? If everything went well, we might be choosing wedding rings or trying on wedding dresses now. I … I really didn't …"
Li Hui handed him a tissue. "Then how did you know she was in Qindao City?"
Mao Yiran took the tissue and wiped his eyes. "I saw her WeChat Moments. There was a mobile location on it, so I knew she was nearby."
"Why did you break up?" Han Bin asked.
Mao Yiran showed a bitter smile. "She's dead. What's the use of saying this?"
"Don't you want to know how she died?" Han Bin asked.
"I said it has nothing to do with me. I really don't know anything."
"Then you should cooperate with the police, so that you can be eliminated as soon as possible."
Mao Yiran pondered for a moment. "We were ready to get married and met our parents, but when it came to the betrothal gifts, we had a disagreement. Shirui's family is not rich, and her brother is not married yet. Her parents hope that my family can give more betrothal gifts."
"So realistic?" Li Hui said.
"I used to think that I had a good relationship with Shirui. We had been dating for many years, and we had real feelings for each other. But when it came to marriage, I found that things were not as simple as I thought. Marriage is not about two people, but about two families." Mao Yiran lowered his head, and his tone was full of helplessness.
"Shirui's family wants more betrothal gifts, and I don't want to burden my parents too much. I can only blame myself for not being able to do it. Otherwise, things wouldn't have become like this."
Han Bin touched his chin and asked, "You said that He Shirui's family is not rich?"
"Yes."
"Based on your understanding of her, will she stay in a 1,800 yuan sea-view room on a trip to Qindao City?" Han Bin asked.
"How is that possible? Not to mention 1,800 yuan, even a 500-yuan room is too expensive for her," Mao Yiran said with certainty.
"But when we went to the hotel to check, Tang Yu brought us in personally. The room was one thousand eight hundred a night," Zhao Ming said.
Han Bin frowned. It seemed that He Shirui's death was more complicated than he had imagined.
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