Detective From the Future: One hundred and forty-three interrogation
Yuhua branch, interrogation room.
Meng Jingdong sat above the interrogation, looking a little embarrassed.
He glanced at Han Bin, then at Li Hui, and finally looked at the camera on the table.
Han Bin has also been observing the other party. After opening the diary, he routinely asked: "Name, age, gender..."
"Meng...Meng Jingdong, male male, I am 31 years old..."
Han Bin put down the pen in his hand and asked, "What are you doing so nervously?"
"Comrade police, I...I've been to the police station for the first time. I haven't even been to the police station. I was very nervous when I arrived." Meng Jingdong's head lowered and lowered.
Li Hui knocked on the table: "Raise your head."
Han Bin wrote two words nervous in his diary.
Han is in charge of the interrogation, and Li Hui is in charge of the record. However, Han Bin occasionally writes a few important words, not for recording, but for himself to see. In the future, he will recall the content of the interrogation more quickly and accurately. .
"Meng Jingdong, take a deep breath, don't be too nervous, you should already know the purpose of our calling you, what do you want to say?" Han Bin asked.
"Comrade police, I was wronged. I was really wronged. I hope you can find out the case and return me to my innocence." Meng Jingdong looked very excited.
"Have you been near Golden Beach?" Han Bin asked.
"Comrade police, what are the conditions of my house? You have seen it too. I don't have the intention to go to the beach to play."
Han Bin stood up, picked up two photos from the table, walked to Meng Jingdong's side, and put one of the photos on the interrogation chair:
"This photo was taken near Golden Sand Beach in the early morning of September 3rd. Your van is on the scene. How do you explain it?"
Meng Jingdong picked up the photo and observed it carefully, showing a look of shock: "How is this possible? I didn't drive out that night. It was definitely not my car."
Han Bin took another photo on the interrogation chair: "This one has a clear license plate number, see if it’s yours?"
Meng Jingdong held the photo with both hands, his face was astonished: "Lu B3Q15V, how is this possible, it's actually the same as my license plate number."
"Don't ask me, you should explain this." Han Bin said sternly.
"I don't know, my legs are not good, and I never drive out at night. There is absolutely a misunderstanding in this." Meng Jingdong shouted.
"What misunderstanding?"
"I don't know too."
"Has anyone used your car?"
"No."
"You said you don't go out at night, who can prove it?"
"My father, my mother, and my daughter can all prove it." Meng Jingdong said.
"Article 70 of China's Civil Procedure Law stipulates that the testimony provided by witnesses that is beneficial to relatives or other closely related parties is generally less proving than the testimony of other witnesses." Han Bin said.
"Comrade police, what does this mean?" Meng Jingdong was puzzled.
"In popular terms, relatives prove to themselves that it is not persuasive. It is best to find other witnesses to be persuasive." Han Bin said.
"It's big night, there are no outsiders in our house, who can prove it to me?"
"Look carefully, is this car in the video yours?" Han Bin pointed to the photo.
Meng Jingdong took a closer look again, embarrassed: "This...at night, the photo is not very clear, and I can't recognize it."
"Have you ever worked in the communications industry?"
"How can I have that ability." Meng Jingdong showed a bit of bitterness: "Comrade police, you suspect that I am involved in theft. What is it that I lost?"
"The computer room of the communication base station was stolen. We checked the nearby video. Your car appeared near the three stolen scenes."
"It's impossible, I haven't done it at all. Will someone frame me with a deck of cards?" Meng Jingdong guessed.
"Have you offended anyone?"
Meng Jingdong lowered his head: "Just like me, it's fine if others don't bully me, how can I offend others."
"What do you do for work?"
"Live." Meng Jingdong was afraid that they would not understand, explained:
"There are many people in our village who are supporting the box board in the city. I pulled them into the city in the morning, and then helped the people to live in the city, and then I brought the box board back to the village in the evening."
"Apart from you in Daxi Village, how many people have a van?" Han Bin asked.
"There are a lot of people in the village driving vans. I don’t know how many people there are. The ones who can tell are Sun Baoqing, Song Maiqiao, Meng Chengyong, Tang Zhiming...and Zhang..."
Meng Jingdong showed a thoughtful look: "I can't remember it for a while."
"Remember, only if you find enough evidence can you prove your innocence." Han Bin exhorted.
"Yes."
……
Second group office.
Zeng Ping is looking at the case file, and Tian Li, Zhao Ming, and Sun Xiaopeng are looking at the surveillance video.
Seeing Han Bin and two of them walk into the office, Zeng put down the file in their hands: "The interrogation is over."
"It's over." Li Hui gently sat on the chair.
Han Bin poured a cup of tea, and every time the interrogation was over, his mouth was dry and he had to drink a few sips of tea first.
"There is no trick."
"No."
"Does Meng Jingdong have an alibi?" Zeng Ping asked.
"Meng Jingdong said that he never went out at night, but only his parents and daughters can prove it." Han Bin replied.
"His alibi proves that he should have no effect." Zhao Ming said.
"How did he explain that his car appeared near the crime scene?" Zhao Ming asked.
"According to his account, he has never loaned out the car. He suspects that someone has set the card and framed him."
"Does he have a suspect?"
"No."
"From the existing evidence, he is still very suspicious." Tian Li said.
"Are there any new discoveries from monitoring?" Han Bin asked back.
" On the night of September 4, the van was also found near the stolen base station. Suspicious vehicles have been found near the four stolen base stations. I think this can no longer be explained by coincidence. It can be basically confirmed. The car is the suspect's means of transportation." Tian Li analyzed.
"It may also be a deck car." Li Hui said.
"Where is the evidence?" Tian Li spread his hands: "We can't subjectively rule out Meng Jing's suspicion just because his house is pitiful."
"Tian Li was right. Meng Jingdong didn't have enough alibi, and there was no way to prove that his car was decked out. He is still the first suspect." Zeng Ping agreed.
As a policeman, he must make judgments objectively.
At this moment, Sun Xiaopeng suddenly shouted: "Team Zeng, I have new clues here."
"What clue?"
"I just zoomed in on a high-definition picture and found that the suspected vehicle is somewhat different from Meng Jingdong's car." Sun Xiaopeng said.
Everyone gathered around: "Which is different?"
Sun Xiaopeng pointed to the video screenshot, which was a picture of the front of the car. The sun visor was pulled down in the cab~IndoMTL.com~ which just blocked the driver's appearance.
"There is a red apple decoration in front of the suspected vehicle, but there is no one in Meng Jingdong's car."
Han Bin recalled for a moment: "Really, I checked Meng Jingdong's car, and there were indeed no decorations in front of his car."
"Could it be that after the incident, he was worried about being caught by the police and removed the Apple ornaments?" Zhao Ming said.
"This kind of car decorations are usually fixed with strong glue. Even if the decorations are removed, it is difficult to completely remove the glue, and some marks will still be left." Han Bin took a sip of tea and continued:
"What's more, Meng Jingdong really has this idea. He has covered the license plate number long ago, and we may not be able to find him."
"Han Bin's analysis is good, this car is likely to be a licensed car." Zeng Ping agreed, and pointed to Sun Xiaopeng next to him:
"Good job, I will give you a credit."
Sun Xiaopeng smiled: "Team Zeng, you won the prize."
"Sister, if it's a deck car, doesn't it mean that we have lost the clue again." Li Hui spread his hands.
Everyone was silent for a while.
After a while, Han Bin said slowly:
"This may not be necessary."
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