Detective From the Future: Two hundred and forty-seven strange goods can be home

Han Bin took a sip of water and moistened his throat: "What are you going to use for that stolen money?"

"Save your life."

Han Bin came to be interested: "Tell me carefully, what is a life-saving method?"

"I am going to put out four hundred thousand, and ask the best lawyer to help me defend my innocence. I don't want to go to jail." Wang Zijia sighed.

"If the lawsuit is lost, you are not afraid of the death penalty?"

"As long as I have money, I won't. I will appeal."

"Where is the confidence?" Han Bin asked.

"As long as the family members of the deceased are willing to forgive me and are willing to issue a letter of understanding, even if the conviction evidence is sufficient, I believe the judge will not sentence me to death." Wang Zijia said.

"Bah, you killed everyone, and you still want your family members to forgive you." Sun Xiaopeng was a little shameless.

"She will." Prince Jiadu said.

Han Bin thought for a while, and subconsciously said: "With the remaining 700,000."

"As long as I am willing to return the 700,000 yuan to Cai Xiuyan, she will definitely issue a letter of understanding, she will definitely." Wang Jiadao.

"You are quite thoughtful." Han Bin hummed.

But I have to admit that Wang Zijia's words do make sense, and based on his understanding of Cai Xiuyan, this woman has indeed done it.

With 1.1 million stolen money, Wang Zijia is equivalent to double insurance. For freedom, he must put it together.

Because once you go to jail, 1.1 million yuan will not be spent.

"1.2 million is not a small amount. Why didn't Fan Zhenye put the money directly into the bank account of the wealth management company, but into your bank account?" Han Bin asked his doubts.

"At that time, the two of us were in love, and I persuaded him to divorce Cai Xiuyan, and he agreed." Wang Zijia's voice was choked up, and after a pause, he continued:

"I told him that if he transfers the money directly to the company account, once he and Cai Xiuyan divorce, the court can also track down the money. At that time, the investment income will have to be divided into half. It is better to deposit the money in my account. Then, I will transfer the money to the company’s account, so that there is no way to directly trace to the wealth management company, and the wealth management contract also writes his name."

"As a result, you forged a fake financial management contract and swallowed the money privately." Han Bin guessed.

The corner of Wang Zijia’s mouth rose slightly: "He is a beggar. He knows little about investment, financial management and finance. He thinks what I said makes sense, so he agreed to my proposal."

"Then why did you kill him?" Han Bin asked.

"For a while, Fan Zhenye has been studying the knowledge of investment and financial management. It seems that he has begun to doubt the contract. A few days ago, he also showed the contract to a divorce lawyer. The lawyer found that there was a problem with the contract. For this reason, he also questioned me. I told him that it was because the divorce lawyer didn’t understand business, so he managed to deal with it. I know that he has already doubted me. I must make a decision. The money is mine. , I deserve it, no one can take it."

The more Wang Zijia said, the more excited he was, and he cried out crying: "Police Officer Han, I am willing to plead guilty. Fan Zhenye was the one who killed Fan Zhenye. I am willing to cooperate with the police investigation and beg you not to sentence me to death."

"What did you do early?" Sun Xiaopeng said with disdain.

"Please, I'll admit it even if I am imprisoned for life. I don't want to die, I don't want to die." Wang Zijia's nose and tears came out.

Han Bin asked more about the details of the crime. Wang Zijia was very cooperative and explained. With the confirmation of the two phases, the chain of evidence has become more complete.

……

Back to the office, Han Bin explained the situation of the interrogation, everyone became excited, and the case was finally closed.

After lunch, Han Bin and others escorted Wang Zijia to identify the scene and go through the procedures for closing the case.

Han Bin was busy until after five o'clock in the afternoon, and he sat in a chair for a break.

"Congratulations, Constable 577533, for successfully cracking the murder case." The warning sound of the police badge sounded.

"Footprint identification: proficiency +2"

"Micro-expression analysis method: proficiency +2"

"Observation: Proficiency +1"

"The merits are rewarded with 16 points."

While Han Bin was immersed in the joy of rewards, Li Hui walked over and smiled: "Binzi, can I discuss something with you?"

"What's the matter?"

Li Hui rubbed his hands: "Tomorrow, I want to take a day off, okay?"

"Take a break when you rest, look at how cheap you are..." Halfway through, Han Bin suddenly woke up and smiled: "You're not asking for that girl."

"I've got the contact information of others, so I can't say nothing." Li Hui scratched his head.

"Yes, it's very efficient." Han Bin smashed Li Hui's chest with his fist.

"Hush, keep your voice down, the horoscope hasn't been beaten, let them hear it, it's time to booze again." Li Hui whispered.

"Stop it, you got it, remember to invite me to dinner." Han Bin smiled.

"It's necessary." Li Hui smiled, showing a look of longing.

Han Bin went to the captain's office again and reported to Zheng Kaixuan about his work. After returning to the office, there was nothing wrong with him, so he announced that he was off work.

In the car.

Li Hui looked very excited and kept talking along the way, asking Han Bin where he met for the first time, where to go for a date, what kind of food is suitable for lunch, and whether to give the girl gifts.

Han Bin didn't have any secrets, and told Li Hui about some dating taboos.

For example, pay attention to your own image. Clothes don’t need to be too expensive, but they must be clean, tidy, and not sloppy.

Secondly, you must arrive before the girls, and you must not be late. Otherwise, unless the girls like you very much, they will definitely be out of play.

Thirdly, don't ask girls about their previous relationship history. This question is meaningless. If you ask, girls may not tell the truth.

Fourth, if you like it, you will chase it boldly, and if you don't like it, you will stop it.

Han Bin only said a few taboos. As for how to get along with girls, Han Bin didn't say that people are different from people, so you have to realize them on your own.

There is another big truth, Han Bin didn't dare to say, ‘talk a few more times and understand everything’.

……

Han Bin came home, it was almost seven o'clock, just in time for dinner.

In addition to Han Bin's parents, Han Bin's uncle Wang Qingsheng is also there.

Today, there are a lot of people, and Wang Huifang cooked a few more dishes, including meat and seafood, and opened a bottle of white wine.

After serving the good food, everyone brought one. Han Bin took a bite of the food and smiled: "Uncle, have you exercised recently?"

"Yes, I exercise every morning. I have already started jogging. I feel that my body is much better than before, and I am motivated all day." Wang Qingsheng laughed.

"Then how do I feel, you are fatter than before." Han Bin asked.

"Hey." Wang Qingsheng chuckled: "After exercising, my appetite is better than before, and I may eat a little bit more."

Han Bin shook his head and laughed: "Uncle, you have passed the age of exercising to lose weight. Now exercise is only to strengthen your physical fitness, and you can also diet to lose weight."

"I also want to eat less, but I can't carry it if I don't eat meat." Wang Qingsheng said helplessly.

"I didn't say that you would not be allowed to eat meat, less but fine." Han Bin said.

"I remember, I have my last meal tonight, and I will start dieting tomorrow." Wang Qingsheng patted his chest.

Han Bin was a little bit dumbfounded, how could these words sound so familiar.

After the meal, everyone sat together drinking tea and chatting.

Wang Huifang started to look at If You Are the One again, and Han Weidong chatted with Han Bin about the case.

Wang Qingsheng is flipping through the album~IndoMTL.com~Uncle, what are you doing? "Han Bin said curiously.

"There is a big business to do in these two days, I have to research and study in advance." Wang Qingsheng said.

"Yeah, what big business?" Han Weidong held the teapot and poured it on Wang Qingsheng.

"A client wants a painting by Han Xuankun and wants me to help collect an authentic one." After Wang Qingsheng finished, fearing that everyone would not understand, he added: "Han Xuankun is a famous painter on Qindao. I've watched TV."

"Well, I have a little impression." Han Weidong recalled for a moment: "I remember...some time ago, he was already dead."

"Yes, it's him, he just passed away soon."

"How unlucky to buy a painting of a dead man." Wang Huifang frowned.

Wang Qingsheng put down the picture album, he hehe smiled: "Sister, you don't understand this, because he passed away, this painting is valuable."