Detective From the Future: Two hundred and thirty-eight cattle

For Guo Mingxing's words, Han Bin did not fully believe that this kind of old fritters should be beaten, or they should be beaten.

"October 27th at around nine o'clock, where are you?"

Guo Mingxing recalled for a moment: "I was at home that day."

"Who can prove?"

"I am alone. Just like today, I will make two dishes and drink a little wine. I am more introverted and like to be alone."

"You are pretty cool, you don't need to stare at Fan Zhenye anymore?" Li Hui hummed.

"I have photographed Fan Zhenye's male junior, so there is no need to follow him." Guo Mingxing laughed.

"When did you take this picture?" When Han Bin spoke, he didn't look at the picture, his eyes were really sharp.

"I remember that he didn't drive that day. He took a taxi. It should be October 25."

"So, Cai Xiuyan also knows about this." Han Bin guessed.

"I don't know, I haven't told her yet."

"It has been several days since the twenty-fifth, why didn't you tell her?" Tian Li puzzled.

Guo Mingxing rubbed his hands and chuckled: "Our work is paid by time. We check for one day and give one day's money. Therefore, I didn't worry about telling Cai Xiuyan that I was ready to wait when I couldn't hold it back. "

"Look, this is why the country does not allow private detectives to exist. You said how dark you are." Zhao Ming reprimanded.

"I can’t do anything. It’s not easy to do anything these years. Although my work is paid well, I don’t have guarantees and I don’t know when I will have a job. I can only do one job and count one job. , To put it ugly, it's not as stable as a beggar's job." Guo Mingxing said helplessly.

Han Bin was not interested in his livelihood, so he turned to ask: "Do you know about Fan Zhenye being killed?"

"I know, Cai Xiuyan told me that she didn't get the news from me, but from the police that Fan Zhenye was dead. So Cai Xiuyan was very dissatisfied with me. She felt that I hadn't done everything, so the girl was looking for it on purpose. Excuse me, the rest of the balance was not given to me." Guo Mingxing was a bit aggrieved.

"Why not tell Cai Xiuyan the identity of the male junior, as long as you are willing to say, she should be willing to pay for the news." Han Bin said.

"I thought the same at the beginning, but later hesitated and gave up." Guo Mingxing glanced at Han Bin, and said cautiously: "I'm afraid Cai Xiuyan will confess me when the police interrogate me. I I don't want to make trouble."

"You are quite thoughtful." Han Bin snorted and asked: "What do you think of Fan Zhenye's death?"

"I didn't have direct contact with Fan Zhenye, but I didn't have a short time with him. I found that this person lived a two-sided life. He usually wears a suit, rides in a luxury car, lives in a building, and pretends to be a beggar when he arrives at work. "Guo Mingxing thought for a moment and continued:

"I personally think that he may have made a lot of money by begging him in the past, but now the housing prices have pushed up prices. The people still have so much money for alms, and the money earned by being a beggar is not counted for him. What, he has the capital now, and he earns more than being a beggar for doing anything. I think he can't get out of it by himself, and he will feel insecure without being a beggar."

"You know how to look at people, why don't you think about yourself, do something, you must be a private detective." Han Bin said.

"I am not afraid of your jokes. I have always dreamed of being a policeman, but not everyone can serve this iron job. I envy you criminal police officers, really." Guo Mingxing said with emotion.

Han Bin asked a few more questions, but couldn’t find any other clues. He stood up and said, “Just do this for the transcript. Take the film out and we’ll take it away. If you think of any clues, remember to call me. ."

"Don't worry, I must think about it." Guo Mingxing hurriedly stood up and bowed slightly: "My phone is turned on 24 hours a day. If you have anything to do, I will definitely rush over within an hour."

"Okay, let's do it." Han Bin was very satisfied with the other party's attitude. The police were also human, so they wouldn't be unreasonable.

After sending Han Bin and others away, Guo Mingxing breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why he didn't tell Cai Xiuyan about the male junior was because he was afraid that when the police asked Cai Xiuyan to make a transcript, Cai Xiuyan would confess herself. Unexpectedly, the police found him through other means.

Guo Mingxing poured a glass of wine and drank it all in one shot. After drinking it, he still felt unsatisfied, so he drank two more glasses in a row.

Guo Mingxing seemed to have made up his mind, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey."

"Fan Zhenye is dead, why are you still calling?" Cai Xiuyan's voice came from the phone.

"Ms. Cai, I have found Fan Zhenye's junior. I wonder if you are still interested?"

"Everyone is dead, are these still important?" Cai Xiuyan hummed.

"You really don't want to know who destroyed the relationship between your husband and wife. The identity of this young man is really amazing." Guo Mingxing bewildered.

Cai Xiuyan hesitated for a moment: "How much do you want?"

"Five thousand."

"Up to two thousand."

"Four thousand."

"Three thousand." Cai Xiuyan bargained.

"Ms. Cai, didn’t you say that Fan Zhenye had more than one million funds in the source of unknown origin? It was probably given to this junior. As Fan Zhenye’s legal wife and co-owner of the property, you can claim it back through judicial means. It's for money." Guo Mingxing said.

"Tell me who is a junior, I will give you three thousand and five." Cai Xiuyan hummed.

"It's still the old rule. You pay the money first, and I'll tell you." Guo Mingxing smiled.

"Thinking beautifully, how do I know if you are lying to me."

"In this way, I will send you a photo first. Take a look." Guo Mingxing opened the drawer under the coffee table and took out a few photos from a box, exactly the same as the one shown to Han Bin just now.

I tore a photo of two men without clothes in the middle, leaving only the half of Fan Zhenye, and then took a photo and sent it to Cai Xiuyan.

"Ms. Cui, take a look, you are not familiar with it."

Immediately, there was a scolding voice from Choi Soo-yeon on the phone: "This **** rice bucket is actually carrying me this kind of thing~ IndoMTL.com~ I really guessed it, you send the other half of the picture to Me, let me see what that vixen is like."

Guo Mingxing smiled, only said one word: "Money."

"Money can be given to you, but you must send me the rest of the photos, otherwise, I must make you look good. My old lady has been on the street for more than 20 years, and it is not easy to provoke." Cai Xiuyan threatened road.

"Don't worry, I am absolutely honest in my work." Guo Mingxing promised.

"Ding Dong."

Not long after, Guo Mingxing's cell phone rang, he checked it, a smile appeared on his face, and then as agreed, he sent a photo of Fan Zhenye and Wang Zijia to Cai Xiuyan.

It’s okay if I don’t watch it. After reading it, Cai Xiuyan scolded even more fiercely. It was simply unbearable: "Fan Zhenye, you animal, you are not only a rice bucket, but also a trash can, I X@#$%&......"

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