Detective from the Future

Yang Zhichao hesitated, “It should be.”

“Have you seen his ID?”

“No.”

“How to write 3 words of Song Baijiang?”

“I haven’t seen him write, but I feel like Song Jiang’s Song, white’s white, Song Jiang’s Jiang.”

Han Bin frowned, “Have you ever seen anything that proves Song Baijiang’s identity?”

“No, it seems not.”

“Have Song Baijiang been with other people?”

Yang Zhichao shook the head again.

Ma Jingbo couldn’t sit still. “How much do you know about Song Baijiang?”

Yang Zhichao’s expression is complicated, “I dare not ask him, or even stare at him, I dare not understand him …”

Li Hui snorted, “Don’t you dare, don’t you dare to kill him …”

“I’ve never killed anyone, I just …” Yang Zhichao said in half, his emotions rising, and he cried again.

When he heard him cry, Ma Jingbo was a little upset. Another suspect was already dead. He also expected to get more words out of Yang Zhichao’s mouth.

Ma Jingbo glanced at his watch. “Here is the first trial. Think about it yourself. I don’t want to ask 3 next time.”

After returning to the 2nd Squad’s office, the rest of the team immediately gathered around.

Zhao Ming couldn’t wait to say, “Did Yang Zhichao recruit?”

“Section Chief, did the kid die?” Wang Xiao said.

Ma Jingbo was nodded, “Hey.”

Zeng Ping was secretly relieved and the other suspect had been killed. If the suspect refuses to recruit, the case is likely to be deadlocked.

“Since everyone is here, let’s have a small meeting before work, for a few minutes.” Ma Jingbo stretched his waist. “My buttocks hurt, I stood and said, you should sit.”

Ma Jingbo opened his notebook,

Roughly stated the circumstances of the trial.

Zeng Ping and Wang Xiao and the others listened very carefully, and Song Baijiang’s death broke another clue.

Ma Jingbo closed his notebook. “This is roughly the case, Section Chief Zeng. Tell me about arresting Song Baijiang.”

Zeng Ping sighed, “This Song Baijiang is an outspoken gangster. When he sees the situation is wrong, he pulls his gun. His magazine has a capacity of 7 rounds. After 6 rounds, he killed himself with the last bullet. We have no time to stop it. “

“We know very little about Song Baijiang’s identity. We found only two mobile phone cards in the factory. One was a mobile phone card for the victim, and the other was a mobile phone card starting with 2 under Yang Zhichao’s name.”

“The fingerprints of Song Baijiang’s ten fingers all had burns to varying degrees. The technical team was unable to collect valid fingerprints, but DNA has been collected and sent to the technical team for comparison.

Ma Jingbo asked, “Is Song Baijiang severely scalded with his fingers? Was he injured or did he deliberately get it?”

“The scald is not serious. In my experience, it is speculated that if he hurt himself, it is likely that the cigarette butt is often rubbed and the fingerprint is destroyed over time.” Zeng Ping said.

Ma Jingbo paced in the room. “A gangster like him cannot be developed in one day. He must have committed a crime before, and there may be a criminal record.”

“Wang Xiao, send Song Baijiang’s photo to the municipal bureau technical team, and let them compare in the database.”

“Tian Li, check the name of Song Baijiang in the public security system to see if you can find the identity of the suspect.”

Although the easiest way to do this, Ma Jingbo didn’t give much hope. The suspect even had his fingerprints ironed, how could he use his real name again.

“Today we will meet Yang Zhichao for one night, and we will interrogate tomorrow morning. Yang Zhichao must investigate thoroughly.”

“Ma Section Chief, I want to participate in the trial of Yang Zhichao tomorrow,” Zeng Ping said.

“Yes.” Ma Jingbo nodded and pointed to Han Bin aside. “You and Li Hui have just participated in the trial just now. What do you think of Yang Zhichao?”

Li Hui took the stubble, “I think this Yang Zhichao belongs to the typical Stockholm syndrome. He was originally a victim but turned out to be emotional to the offender, and even helped the offender in turn. To put it plainly is a split personality. . “

“Tsk tsk, Stockholm Syndrome.” Zhao Ming smashed it. “The word is quite loud. I often see it in American TV shows, but I have never seen it since the police.”

“Humph.” Li Hui snorted, “Your kid has only been a few days for the criminal police, the people in this world have 1000 strange and 100 strange, and you will not be wonder at strange sights in the future.”

Ma Jingbo thought for a moment and pointed to Han Bin aside, “What do you think?”

Han Bin froze his forehead. “I feel that Yang Zhichao doesn’t look like, at least it feels to me, not exactly like Stockholm Syndrome. He is likely to hide something and his mood is a bit chaotic.”

Ma Jingbo walked to the window and took a deep breath of fresh air. “Yes, I also think Yang Zhichao concealed something, and his dependence on Song Baijiang, not at all, he was so strong, it was more like pushing the blame on him. Song Baijiang tried to take himself out of the case. “

“Our biggest advantage now is that Yang Zhichao didn’t know that Song Baijiang was dead. This is very important for his trial. No matter who participates in the trial of Yang Zhichao, we must not disclose this, let alone leak, and engraved me In my head. “

Ma Jingbo said solemnly that everyone should be nodded.

……

After the meeting, it was already over 9pm.

Li Hui and Han Bin drive home.

Han Bin yawned in the co-pilot, “It’s another day.”

“Bin, you say this society is rampant. In the past, the victims in this case were all women. Now even the strong guys will not let go of this guy. You have to be careful in the night.”

“Society is developing, and many things are learned from Europe and the United States. They are not optically good, and the same is learned from bad ones. Such cases are very common in Europe and the United States,” Han Bin said.

“Bin, do you think this Yang Zhichao is Stockholm Syndrome?”

“No, but he must have concealed it.” During the interrogation, Han Bin had been using micro-expression to observe the other party, and found that Yang Zhichao’s mood was a bit abnormal, but where he lied requires further judgment. .

“It feels to me that this product is definitely a homosexual. You look at him like that, a woman than a woman. I can’t stand the flat-mouthed action. To borrow a word from Lao Guo, you look at your death. . “Li Hui said as he drove,

“I also have an idea. If Yang Zhichao had concealed something like you said, but he also acknowledged that he was involved in the kidnapping of the three victims, would it be a major order?”

Han Bin looking thoughtful, “You mean he’s King.”

“Yes, if Yang Zhichao is the mastermind, then it can be said that the victim’s information was provided by him, the white Toyota car was his, and the factory was responsible for leasing. It can be said that he is the case leader.” Li Hui grew more and more excited.

“Do you have evidence?” Han Bin asked back.

Li Hui froze immediately. “Sadly, Song Baijiang is dead.”

……

Back home, Han Bin took a bath.

He likes to think about things while taking a bath. When the sweat stains are washed off, he seems to wash away the thoughts in his brain, so he can think more about the case.

Song Baijiang is dead. There are still many doubts about this case.

Who is Song Baijiang and why should he hide his true identity?

This is also an important clue where the opponent’s pistol came from.

If Yang Zhichao was the mastermind of the case, as Li Hui had guessed, then how did he tame Song Baijiang?

Song Baijiang’s fierceness not only dared to shoot at the police, but his suicide without the slightest hesitation was truly alarming.

is it possible that it is him who is really brainwashed?

In other words, there are other suspects besides the two, and the other suspects are real KINGs.

Song Baijiang and Yang Zhichao are just his assistants.

One King, two Franks.

……

The next morning, Han Bin refreshed to the branch station.

As Yi’s feelings improved, there were more people on the street and there was no sense of indifference before.

After arriving at the office, the two Section Chiefs were absent and everyone was busy with the work at hand.

At ten o’clock in the morning, Ma Jingbo and Zeng Ping rushed to the Conference Hall together.

Li Hui looked at two people at a glance. “Section Chief, Chief Zeng, you are going to a meeting.”

Ma Jingbo took off his outer leather coat and sprayed some disinfectant water on his hands. “The suspect has a gun and the nature of the case is more serious. We reported to the leaders of the city bureau and branch station; the leaders attach great importance to this case and let The technical team and the forensic office cooperate with our work, and the physical evidence and autopsy are based on 131 cases. “

“Tsk tsk, this feeling is good, the technical team’s evidence detection is fast, and it is very helpful to the progress of the case investigation.” Li Hui said.

Ma Jingbo solemnly said, “Leaders have given such great support, we cannot relax, we must investigate the case as soon as possible.”

“Old Zeng and Li Hui, you two are responsible for interrogating Yang Zhichao, try to get more clues about Song Baijiang from his mouth.”

“understood.”

Tian Li took the conversation, “Ma Section Chief, yesterday I checked Yang Zhichao’s mobile phone and found a new clue; at regular intervals, he would transfer money on WeChat to a person named Pei An, and the two contacted very frequently. The relationship is unusual. “

“What about the chat?”

“There are no chats, only transfers.”

Ma Jingbo instructed, “Han Bin, check it out and see what the relationship is between the two.”

Ma Jingbo ordered a few more words, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Then everyone broke up.

……

Interrogation Room.

Yang Zhichao was sitting on the interrogation chair, and he was a lot bitter than yesterday.

Zeng Ping and Li Hui sat opposite each other and whispered a few words.

“Cough …” Li Hui lightly coughed, said coldy, “Yang Zhichao, how about staying at the police station all night?”

Yang Zhichao was crying, “I want to go home.”

“If you want to go home sooner, you should honestly explain it and strive for leniency.”

“I knew it yesterday.”

“Bang!” Li Hui shot the table, scolded, “talk nonsense, Song Baijiang has already explained, you are King …”

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