Detective from The Future

Han Bin hit the iron while it was hot, "What time did you go to Guanghe Community last night?"

"I should have arrived around 9:30."

"Tell me about your outfit at the time?"

"I..." Zhong Xiuyuan took a deep breath and swallowed, "I wear a hat, a mask, a black coat, and a black backpack. It should be that way, I can't remember the rest. ."

Han Bin took out his phone and clicked on a photo, "Is this you?"

Zhong Xiuyuan glanced, shrinking his neck, "It's me."

Hearing Zhong Xiuyuan's words, the other team members also breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that this was the only evidence that could be linked to Zhong Xiuyuan.

Han Bin looked serious and continued to bluff, "Zhong Xiuyuan, the police have investigated your whereabouts and what you committed very clearly. Letting you take the initiative to confess is to give you a chance to reduce your sentence."

"Yes, I must cooperate with the police investigation."

"Why did you go to Jin Zhiwen's house last night?"

Zhong Xiuyuan sighed softly, "Jin Zhiwen said that he knew who killed Dong Yubei, and he also said that he had evidence of the murderer in his hand, so I took the money to buy the evidence."

"Believe what he says."

"He showed me a photo of Lou Hexiang kneeling in front of Dong Yubei. The background is the scene where Dong Yubei was killed. I believe him."

Han Bin asked, "Do you know Lou Hexiang?"

"Yes, Dong Yubei let me see his photos."

"How do you know Jin Zhiwen?"

"I..." Zhong Xiuyuan pointed to the cigarette case on the table, "Captain Han, can I smoke a cigarette?"

Han Bin took out his cigarette from his pocket, lit one and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Zhong Xiuyuan took a deep breath of cigarettes, and his expression relaxed a little. "I'm very depressed during this period. Yu Bei is dead and the child is gone. My wife was also locked up as a suspect. She kept reciting words. .

This is the family building, and the surrounding people are all colleagues. In the office, the big thing is spread. To be honest, I don't even bother to go to work.

A few days ago, I wanted to pay homage to Yu Bei and his children. I burned some paper money, some fruits, and a bottle of wine myself. I burned paper while drinking. I don't know why I want to do this, maybe I feel better. "

Zhong Xiuyuan wiped his eyes, grabbed the cigarette **** with his palm, and fell into the memory...

A few days ago, on Wuhua Mountain.

Not far from the warning line, Zhong Xiuyuan sat on the ground and burned the paper, holding a bottle of Wuliangye directly into his mouth.

Jin Zhiwen walked to him and looked at him carefully, "Man, this woman was killed a few days ago, are you worshiping her?"

Zhong Xiuyuan turned his head and looked at him without answering.

"I have seen a woman who was murdered. It's a fate. It's a pity that she died so young and beautiful. By the way, what is your relationship with her?"

Zhong Xiuyuan still ignored him.

Jin Zhiwen lit a cigarette and sat next to Zhong Xiuyuan, "Don’t dislike my brother, I talk too much. I always think that encountering is a kind of fate, just like me and Dong Yubei, although I haven’t spoken, but She impressed me very deeply."

Zhong Xiuyuan finally reacted, "Do you know Dong Yubei?"

"I can't talk about acquaintance. The day she went to the mountain, I happened to be taking pictures on the mountain, so I took some photos and videos of her. Later when the police visited, they also took the initiative to talk to me, and I also provided them with some evidence."

Zhong Xiuyuan asked, "What evidence? Have you seen Dong Yubei being killed?"

Jin Zhiwen did not answer the question, "Before asking someone, do you answer the other person's question first? What is the relationship between you and Dong Yubei?"

"I am..." Zhong Xiuyuan hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

Jin Zhiwen guessed, "Are you the biological father of the child in Dong Yubei's belly?"

"You...how..." Zhong Xiuyuan showed shock.

The corner of Jin Zhiwen's mouth rose slightly, "I know far more than you think, even more than the police."

"Who are you...what are you doing?" Zhong Xiuyuan showed a wary look.

"I don't want to do anything. I'm just a photography enthusiast. I hope that my work will be recognized and get the value it deserves." Zhong Xiuyuan took out his mobile phone and clicked on a photo, "Look."

Zhong Xiuyuan glanced at the screen, widened his eyes, as if he had seen something incredible, and said excitedly, "This is Lou Hexiang, he is kneeling in front of Beibei! How did you get this picture? Where did you get it."

"I said, I am a photographer and the photos are taken by myself."

Zhong Xiuyuan took a deep breath, "Why didn't you give this important evidence to the police? Lou Hexiang was at the scene of the crime. He must be the murderer who killed Beibei."

Jin Zhiwen snorted, "I have given the photo to the police, but what did I get? My camera and tablet were taken away by the police."

Jin Zhiwen's tone was a little dissatisfied, "However, I am not that stupid. I still kept a hand, and the most important evidence was hidden by me."

"What evidence?"

"Evidence that Dong Yubei was killed?"

Zhong Xiuyuan grabbed Jin Zhiwen's arm, "Have you taken a picture of the murderer?"

Jin Zhiwen did not give a clear answer, and asked, "Do you want it?"

"You should give it to the police, they need the evidence to solve the case."

"Yes, you are right. I should give it to the police, but what can I get? Thank you, thank you, and then take away the other photographic equipment that regards me as my life, shit!"

Zhong Xiuyuan leaned aside, "Why did you tell me this, what do you want?"

"I want to be recognized, and I hope that my work will be valued by others and reflect its due value."

"Isn't helping the police solve the case also a manifestation of value?"

"Hehe." Jin Zhiwen chuckled lightly, took the Wuliangye in Zhong Xiuyuan's hand, and took a big gulp, "Good wine, this kind of value can't drink this kind of good wine, you, you are a full man, I don’t know that a hungry man is hungry. ."

Zhong Xiuyuan frowned slightly, "You want money."

"It's not that I want it, but that's the way the mainstream society is now. The rich are the uncle, and the moneyless are not. I just hope to be recognized by the mainstream society and let my photos get their due value."

"How do I know if you are lying to me?"

"what do you want?"

"Let me see, what evidence do you have?"

Jin Zhiwen smiled, "You thought I was stupid. I will show you it now. When you turn around and tell the police, the police arrested me and I couldn't get any farts."

"Then how can I trust you?"

"Isn't this picture enough? It shows that I was in the lead at the time. Except for the murderer's accident, no one knew the situation better than me." Speaking of this, Jin Zhiwen changed his words.

"Oh, yes, I have to remind you. The murderer also wants to buy back evidence from me, he is very sincere."

"Have you been in contact with a murderer? Are you afraid that he will kill you together?"

"At first glance, you are a rich person, living too easy, afraid of this. Pauper like us, now only believe in one sentence, wealth and wealth are in danger."

Zhong Xiuyuan looked imploring, "Who is the murderer? Who killed Beibei?"

"If you want to know, just show your sincerity, I will naturally give you the evidence, and you can catch the murderer who killed Dong Yubei."

"How much do you want?"

"Then it depends on how sincere you are? The higher the price gets."

Zhong Xiuyuan thought for a while, "One hundred thousand, as long as you give me the evidence, I can give you one hundred thousand yuan."

"Hundred thousand, hehe, you fooled the child, if you are not sincere, just forget it. The murderer's bid is much higher than you."

"How much money do you want to give me the evidence?"

"Three hundred thousand, one point less will not work."

"I don't have that much money."

"If you don't acknowledge the value of my work, then there is nothing to talk about." Jin Zhiwen stood up and patted his butt. "Business is not righteous. Don't even think about calling the police. I won't admit anything at that time."

Seeing that he was really going to leave, Zhong Xiuyuan was anxious, "Wait, I admit the value of your work, I will pay out 300,000!"