Detective From the Future: One hundred and sixteen squatting guards

"What can you do?" Zeng Ping asked.

"Zhou Tianrong wrote the address as the place where his mother lives, and gave his real-name registered mobile phone number to his mother. You don't think it's a bit too coincidental." Han Bin analyzed.

"Do you think he did this on purpose?"

"Zhou Tianrong committed an offence. The police will find his mother whether they check the phone or the address. This is tantamount to giving Zhou Tianrong a warning. Of course, this is just my guess." Han Bin took out a box of cigarettes. I distributed it to everyone, and I can't smoke in the office, so there is no taboo outside.

"If this is the case, Zhou Tianrong's anti-reconnaissance awareness is quite strong this time, it's not easy to catch." Li Hui muttered.

Zeng Ping took a breath of cigarette: "If Zhou Lixia will really give an early warning, then we will stare at Zhou Lixia. As long as Zhou Lixia contacts Zhou Tianrong, we can find each other along the way."

"How to stare?"

"There are no more than two ways to contact, either by mobile phone or by going out. Let's just stare at her house tonight and check the call records at the communication company tomorrow, and we will always find the contact information of the two." Han Bin said .

Zeng Ping looked at his watch: "It's past seven o'clock in the evening, Han Bin is watching the middle of the night, Tian Li and Zhao Ming are watching the middle of the night, and are handing over at two o'clock. Are there any problems?"

"Team Zeng, can you eat something before squatting?" Li Hui smoked a few cigarettes, feeling even more hungry.

"You two should stop moving. From now on, Zhou's family can't leave. I will let Zhao Ming buy food."

"No problem, I will go now." Zhao Ming replied, turned and left.

"Hey, your kid knows what I want to eat, so he left without asking." Li Hui shouted.

He thinks he is very particular about eating.

Zhao Ming turned around and said: "Roast chicken."

Li Hui rubbed his nose and secretly said, is it that obvious?

……

Twenty minutes later, not far from Zhou Lixia's house, Han Bin and Li Hui squatted on the ground and ate roast chicken.

"Sister, why is this roast chicken so small." Li Hui dissatisfied.

"Now the chickens will be out of the cage in a month or two, how big do you expect to be." Han Bin took a bite of the roasted chicken legs, and the taste was not bad.

"We used to stew chickens in our hometown. They were all raised freely. The chickens ran in the yard. They were usually fed some food and vegetable leaves. In the summer, they caught crickets and grasshoppers and fed the chickens. It takes only one or two years for that chicken to be called a fragrant." Li Hui said vaguely.

"Some food is good, and contentment is always happy."

"Binzi, why did you say that Tianrong has the same surname as his mother this week?"

"With your mother's surname."

Li Hui shook his head: "I don't think it is that simple."

"Then what's the matter?" Han Bin asked back.

Li Hui habitually touched his chin with his right hand, but he touched his face oily: "Huh."

Han Bin was a little bit dumbfounded, and handed him a tissue.

Li Hui wiped his chin, still feeling uncomfortable, and twisted his neck: "Binzi, do you think Zhou Lixia has contact with his son?"

"Call..."

Han Bin sighed. It was his speculation before. He didn't know whether Zhou Lixia was talking nonsense.

Since being fooled by Tang Yu's acting skills, Han Bin has gained a new understanding of micro-expression analysis.

The introductory stage of the micro-expression analysis method is to judge whether a person is lying or not through the person's body movements.

For example, touching your nose, holding your forehead with your hands, repeating questions, etc. These are all personal habits and physical actions, but not everyone has these actions.

Some people can naturally see the clues, but people who do not have these habits may not be able to tell even if they tell a lie.

Han Bin just learned the advanced micro-expression analysis method. The micro-expression exists for a very short time and is difficult to capture. It is a bodily instinct and will not be controlled by the mind, so it is more accurate to judge by micro-expression.

However, micro expressions can only analyze the emotions of the opponent, such as happiness, surprise, anger, fear, regret, etc., and cannot directly judge whether the opponent is lying.

Like facing Zhou Lixia today, she has always been very calm, neither surprised nor angry. It seems that she is not surprised at the police coming to her door, and she just applied for Yang Hongyi's words before.

"It's only eight o'clock, and I still have to squat for six hours, some of them are overwhelmed." Li Hui sighed.

"Stop complaining. It's better to stay in the middle of the night than to stay in the middle of the night." Han Bin tore off the chicken wings and chewed it slowly.

Like Li Hui said, the night is still long, so I have to find something to do.

"Binzi, you said that we often work overtime. Whenever we have a case, we will do it day and night. Will my girlfriend understand it in the future." Li Hui showed a worried look, and the speed of eating chicken slowed down a lot.

"You, don't think too much, this is a trouble of happiness, you have to find a girlfriend first." Han Bin stretched out his hand and wanted to pat Li Hui's shoulder.

"Don't do it, oil!"

Li Hui hurriedly hid aside: "Cut, I am ashamed to say that you are not a bachelor now."

"What you said reminded me that I really have a girl to talk to." Han Bin's cell phone still has the number of a blind date girl.

"Really?" Li Hui cast his eyes, with some doubts.

Han Bin didn't answer, and raised his chin.

Li Hui looked forward knowingly and found that the door of Zhou Lixia's house was open. He looked around with his head, and walked out of the house cripple.

Han Bin and Li Hui hid in a dark corner, Zhou Lixia did not find them.

"It's so late, where is she going?" Li Hui muttered.

Han Bin put the remaining chicken leg into his mouth, punched it hard, the bone came out, the meat was still in his mouth, and he muttered:

"Let's go, follow up."

Li Hui also learned everything, swallowing a chicken leg into his mouth: "Sister, it's still cool to eat meat like this."

The two dared not get too close, and they were afraid that they would be lost, so they had to be careful. Fortunately, the sky was dark and the light was dim, and they were not noticed along the way.

Zhou Lixia turned left and right, entered a small alley, walked to a house with lanterns, opened the door and walked in.

"Where is this?" Li Hui frowned. He is not familiar with this film. It is night again. If he asks him to go back to Zhou Lixia's house, he may not be able to find it~IndoMTL.com~Han Bin He took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the door, took another picture of the surrounding environment, and then found a nest in a dark place and continued to guard.

"Binzi, why did you say Zhou Lixia came here?" Li Hui tore off a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth.

"Looking at her sneaky appearance, maybe she came to inform Zhou Tianrong."

"Will Zhou Tianrong just live here?" Li Hui guessed boldly.

"It’s too close to live here, right?"

Li Hui pretends to be profound: "Have never heard a word, the most dangerous place is also the safest."

Han Bin was about to speak.

'Squeak..."

There was a muffled sound, and a figure protruded from the door next to it.

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