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Chapter 895

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City Criminal Investigation Unit, Second Squadron office.

After Ma Jingbo moved his personal belongings, the cleaning staff cleaned up the room, and Han Bin moved into the squadron leader's office.

At the rank of squadron leader, the way he worked was different from before. The amount of information and documents he had also increased exponentially, and it was inconvenient to stay in a public office.

Dong Yubei's autopsy report was placed on the table. Dong Yubei had indeed died from a fatal wound at the back of her head, and the murder weapon was the stone on the ground. The DNA in Dong Yubei's body matched Zhong Xiuyuan's DNA sample, and the child in Dong Yubei's belly was also Zhong Xiuyuan's.

According to the autopsy report and the situation at the crime scene, Zhong Xiuyuan was also a suspect, but he had a clear alibi.

In the past few days, Han Bin had been investigating the people who had been to Mount Wuhua on the day of the crime, expanding the list of suspects, but as time passed, many clues gradually disappeared, and the investigation did not make much progress.

There had been no progress in the investigation of the suspect, Cen Yunna, and Han Bin was ready to let her go.

But at the same time, he was faced with a new problem. If Cen Yunna was released, there would be no key suspect in the case.

Han Bin lit a cigarette and took a few deep breaths, feeling an unprecedented pressure.

In the past, there were times when the case did not go smoothly, but at that time, there were people at the top, such as Zeng Ping in Yuhua Branch, and Ma Jingbo in the city bureau. Now that Han Bin had taken over the position of squadron leader, no one could shield him from the wind and rain, and the pressure had to be borne by Han Bin.

For this case, Han Bin and Ding Xifeng had discussed it many times. The difficulty of this case was that Mount Wuhua was relatively large, and there were no surveillance cameras around the crime scene. In addition, the surrounding environment was relatively empty, and except for some tourists, there were very few people on the mountain.

The police had also collected some surveillance cameras in Mount Wuhua, but compared to the vast environment of Mount Wuhua, it was still a drop in the bucket. This was no longer a problem of blind spots, but only a few areas had surveillance cameras.

The local police station had also been assisting in the investigation, but there had been no new clues.

Ring ring ring … A phone rang, and Han Bin's thoughts were disrupted.

Han Bin picked up the phone and looked at it. The screen showed Li Hui's number. "Hello."

"What is Brother Bin busy with?"

"I'm sitting in the office. What's the matter?"

"Listen to what you're saying. Now that you've been promoted and become the squadron leader of the city's Criminal Investigation Unit, I can't call you anymore."

Han Bin laughed and scolded, "Don't be pretentious. Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Ahem." Li Hui cleared his throat. "Do you know a man named Jin Zhiwen?"

"Photography enthusiast … No, he should be involved in weddings. Why are you asking about him? "

"He's dead. I found your business card in his house."

"Dead!" Even though Han Bin was used to seeing death, he still felt a little surprised. "When did he die? How did he die?"

"He died at home. From the scene, it looks like robbery and murder."

Han Bin was silent for a moment. "I'm currently investigating a murder case. Jin Zhiwen is a key witness in the case. His death might not be as simple as it seems."

"How about this? Don't go back yet. I'll go to the crime scene now and see if the two cases are related."

"Okay, I'll send you the address."

Not long after, Han Bin received a WeChat message from Li Hui.

There was Jin Zhiwen's identity information, photo, and address. Han Bin confirmed that it was the same person and immediately went to the captain's office to report to Ding Xifeng.



Half an hour later.

Guanghe District, Block 8, Room 702.

Han Bin and his men rushed to the scene. Outside Room 702, there was a police cordon.

Bao Xing showed his police ID to the policeman in charge of the security.

When Li Hui heard the commotion, he came out of the house and greeted them with a smile. "Captain Han, you're quite fast."

Han Bin smiled bitterly. The investigation of the Mount Wuhua case had reached a dead end. Jin Zhiwen's death was likely related to the Mount Wuhua murder case. Naturally, Han Bin would not let go of this important clue.

"Is Captain Zeng here?"

"He's inside."

Han Bin entered the hallway and glanced around the house. Zeng Ping was standing by the window, looking around.

Han Bin took the initiative to greet him, "Captain Zeng."

Hearing this familiar voice, Zeng Ping turned his head and smiled. "Captain Han is here."

Zeng Ping's smile was somewhat unnatural. His former subordinate was now in a higher position than him. Logically speaking, he should go out to greet him. But for a moment, he still couldn't wrap his head around it. He felt extremely awkward.

Han Bin did not care and smiled. "Captain Zeng, you calling me that makes me feel a little unfamiliar. Just call me by my name."

Zeng Ping said, "Our private friendship is a private matter. You still have to call me that when you're working."

"Fine, suit yourself."

Li Hui took over the conversation. "Captain Han, let me tell you about the situation at the scene."

"This is a one-bedroom house. The victim died on the bed in the bedroom. There are obvious knife wounds on his chest and back. The victim should have died from excessive blood loss. We also found a towel in the victim's mouth. It should have been used to prevent the victim from calling for help. "

Han Bin listened to Li Hui's description and looked at the crime scene. He found blood at the bedroom door, and the blood was in a splattered form. Han Bin was proficient in blood analysis, and he could analyze the scene of the crime from the blood left at the scene.

The victim should have been stabbed by the murderer at the door. He turned around and ran back to the bedroom. He was injured and fell on the bed because he lost his balance. Then, the murderer chased after him and stabbed the victim's back, causing Jin Zhiwen to die from excessive blood loss.

Han Bin walked forward to check Jin Zhiwen's body. It was indeed him.

He could not help but sigh. A few days ago, he was a witness who went to the police station to make a statement. In the blink of an eye, he had become a victim.

Han Bin checked the bedroom. The situation was similar to the outside. The house was very messy, as if the suspect was rummaging through his belongings.

"How did the murderer get into the house?"

Li Hui replied, "We finished investigating the scene and found that the doors and windows were intact. There were no signs of damage. It was either committed by an acquaintance or a professional burglar."

Han Bin glanced around. "Where's the reporter?"

"The reporter is Jin Zhiwen's girlfriend. She's emotionally unstable, so I asked Tian Li to take her to the police car to rest."

Han Bin said, "Ask Tian Li to bring her here. I want to give her a statement and let her identify the lost items in the house."

Li Hui said, "I'll contact her."

Ten minutes later, Tian Li came in with a woman in her forties. The woman had short hair, red eyes, and was still sobbing softly.

Han Bin looked at the woman. "How should I address you?"

"My name is …" The woman choked. She took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped her eyes. "Liu Yanni."

"Ms. Liu, what's your relationship with Jin Zhiwen?"

"Old Jin … He's my boyfriend."

"How long have you been dating?"

"More than two years, less than three."

"When did you find out something happened to him?"

"I called him this morning, but I couldn't get through. He's never been like this before. I was worried, so I came to his house to check, but I couldn't open the door. He's alone at home, and he likes to drink a little. I was really afraid that something might have happened to him. So I opened the door and came in. Then I found out … "Liu Yanni cried again.

After a while, she calmed down. "I saw blood at the bedroom door, so I rushed to the bedroom to check. He was lying on the bed, covered in blood. I was scared to death. I never thought it would be like this. I never … "

Han Bin said, "Can you check what's missing from his house?"

Liu Yanni shook her head. "Although I have the key to his house, I haven't searched his things. I don't know what's in his house. Now that something like this has happened, I'm confused. I can't remember anything."

"When was the last time you contacted him?"

"He called me at around seven o 'clock last night. I was cooking at that time, and when I was done, I called him again, but he didn't pick up. I thought he was asleep, so I thought I'd talk to him the next morning."

"What time was it when you called him?"

Liu Yanni thought about it and answered, "Around nine o 'clock in the evening."

"What time did you arrive at Jin Zhiwen's house this morning?"

"Not even eight o 'clock."

"Did you notice anything unusual at that time?"

Liu Yanni shook her head. "I can't remember. I saw him dead in the bedroom, and I was stunned."

Han Bin knew about Jin Zhiwen's situation. He knew that his parents had passed away, and he had never married before. Liu Yanni should be the closest person to him. "Has Jin Zhiwen been acting strange recently?"

"No, he's still the same. When he's working, he's busy with weddings, and when he's not working, he goes out to take pictures …" At this point, Liu Yanni seemed to suddenly remember something. "Oh yeah, he mentioned to me two days ago that he's going to earn a sum of money soon. When that time comes, he'll move to a bigger house and bring me and my daughter over to live together."

"Did he say how much money he's going to earn?"

Liu Yanni answered, "No."

Although Han Bin did not know the exact amount, it was obviously not a small sum since it was related to moving to a new house. "Did he say how he earned the money?"

"At first, when I heard him say that he was going to earn a lot of money, I was worried that he would do something dishonest, so I asked him how he earned the money. He said that the photo he took won an award, and a big boss liked that photo very much. He already has the intention to buy it, and they're in negotiations. "

Liu Yanni paused and continued, "When I heard that it was a good thing, I thought that he'd finally made a name for himself after loving photography for so many years. I was quite happy for him. "

Liu Yanni grabbed Han Bin's arm. "Comrade Policeman, do you think that the boss didn't want to pay, but wanted the photo, so he killed him!"

Han Bin did not answer, because he did not believe that the photo would win an award, or that there would be a big boss who wanted to buy Jin Zhiwen's photo.

Don't take it seriously. The big boss wasn't a fool.

Han Bin thought of the Wuhua Mountain case. If Jin Zhiwen had not only taken photos of Dong Yubei and Lou Hexiang, but also coincidentally captured the process of the murderer committing the crime, then the murderer would definitely use any means possible to get the photo back …

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