Detective From the Future: Three hundred and nine search

Qindao Botanical Garden.

Before Tian Li came to the Botanical Garden, he went to Zhang Zihan's house.

In the bedroom, she found the clothes and sheets she had not washed.

With the help of the dog handler, let the Labrador sniff the source, and then start the search at the order of the dog handler.

Because of the cooperation once, Han Bin and others are very confident in this police dog.

A police dog is different from an ordinary dog. He is a reliable comrade-in-arms of a police officer.

The Botanical Garden has a large area and is the second largest park in Qindao City.

Because three days have passed, the smell trail has faded a lot, making it more difficult for police dogs to search.

The dog handlers will let the police dog sniff the source every once in a while.

The Labrador dog took a small bump, and after walking for a while, Han Bin felt that the nearby scenery was a bit familiar.

There are many trees around, and there is a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground. Under the sunlight, it seems to have covered the botanical garden with a layer of gold leaf.

Recall that on December 9th, Zhang Zihan posted three sets of pictures in Moments. It was a selfie of her cleaning up the trash. The background picture is very similar to this one.

"Wow..." Labrador yelled twice, and the dog's paws scratched on the ground.

A white object was found among the thick fallen leaves.

The trainer shouted: "Suspicious objects found."

"The others stay where they are." Han Bin exhorted, and walked over with Zeng Ping.

Han Bin squatted on the ground and picked up the suspicious object, which was a white wireless headset.

"This headset is probably Zhang Zihan's." Zeng Ping said.

Han Bin put the earphones into the plastic bag and stood up and said, "This should be where Zhang Zihan cleans up the garbage."

Zeng Ping took a few steps forward: "Yes, I remember the angle of the selfie, it should be right next to me."

Han Bin took a closer look and took a few more photos: "The fallen leaves are too thick, leaving no obvious footprints."

Zeng Ping turned his head and looked at the dog handler to the side: "Are there other suspicious objects around here?"

The dog handler shook his head: "No."

"Team Zeng, look at this side." Han Bin pointed to a place not far ahead: "This one has been moving forward, like a trace of drag."

Zeng Ping stared at him for a while. Because of the fallen leaves, the dragging traces were not very obvious, but if you kept looking in the direction Han Bin pointed out, you would find that there was indeed a slight dragging trace. It is slightly different from the fallen leaves on both sides.

Zeng Ping said to the dog handler on the side: "There should be other scenes, continue to search."

The dog handler responded and let the police dog sniff the source again. The police dog sniffed on the ground and seemed to have found a trace of the smell. While sniffing the ground, he walked forward.

Han Bin stood behind and did not leave immediately. He found the traces of the police dog's search, which coincided with the traces of the drag.

The police dog continued to walk for a while until he reached a rockery and began to wander, as if the scent he was tracking had faded a bit.

The dog handler asked the police dog to sniff again, and then the police dog walked around behind the rockery. The neighborhood is relatively secretive, with the block of the rockery, and the situation here cannot be seen from a distance.

"Wow..." The police dog cried again, and both paws began to dig the ground.

It's just that this time the suspicious object was buried a bit deep, and it was still not found after digging for a while.

Han Bin waved his hand not far away: "Zhao Ming, shovel."

Zhao Ming carried a shovel and ran over: "Brother Bin, where to dig?"

Han Bin pointed to the front: "The position of the dog's paw."

Zhao Ming took a sip on his hand, rubbed his palms, and started digging with a shovel.

Han Bin showed a wry smile: "You kid, prepare to dig your head, don't want me to change with you."

"This is what I said, how can I let the leader do it, I am enough." Zhao Ming said disapprovingly.

Zhao Ming has money in his family. Many people think that he is a policeman for fun. It won’t be for a long time, and after getting excited, maybe he won’t do it.

On the contrary, in Han Bin's opinion, Zhao Ming's family has good conditions, many choices, and he is willing to work as a policeman. He is also the purest of the few.

He really likes the profession of police.

Take Han Bin as an example. The reason why he became a policeman is largely due to family reasons. Han Bin's father is a policeman.

Although Han Weidong is not high-level, he is only the chief of a grassroots police station, but after so many years of working as a police officer, he has many friends and colleagues in Qindao, and every branch can speak for himself.

Leave aside, Dai Minghan and Zheng Kaixuan both knew Han Weidong. Zeng Ping was of a lower level and less seniority, but he was not very familiar with Han Weidong.

To put it bluntly, as long as Han Bin is a policeman, even if his ability is average, under the care of Han Weidong, he can still mix well.

This is not to say that Han Weidong is acting for his own sake, but that it is human nature.

In the U.S., Boss had been president, and Boss had also been president. If Boss did not leave the resources to his son, would it be possible?

Xiaobu's tenth brother has become governor and also wants to run for president. Is it possible without the resources of his father and brother?

Of course, Han Bin was able to become the leader of the Criminal Police team so quickly, mainly because of his own ability.

Han Weidong’s relationship has also helped him create a good working environment, otherwise, no matter how great your credit is, no one will be promoted, it will be in vain.

"Kaka..." Zhao Ming dug with sweat on his head, and the soil dug a little half a meter deep.

Zhao Ming pushed two shovels down, but they couldn't do it anymore.

"There is something below."

"Clean up the surrounding soil." Han Bin said.

Zhao Ming scraped away the surrounding soil and found a green woven bag.

Han Bin recognized the woven bag at a glance: "This is the bag for garbage. Zhang Zihan cleaned up the garbage, and it was packed in this bag."

"Don't destroy the bag, dig out the entire bag; Binzi, look at the scene, and I will notify the technical team and the forensic doctor." Zeng Ping pressed a sentence and left.

Although I haven't seen the deceased yet, with Zeng Ping's experience, I'm already inseparable.

No one would spend so much effort burying a bag of garbage in the ground.

Han Bin pointed to the Labrador on the side: "Good girl, you have done something again!"

"Tian Li, bring the ham we bought!"

……

Yuhua Branch, Office of the Second Group of Criminal Investigation Team 3.

It didn't take long for Li Hui to learn the news.

Li Hui cleaned up and brought a cup of hot water. When he was about to rush to the scene, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Boom boom."

"Come in."

The door opened, and two men walked in outside.

"What's the matter with you?" Li Hui asked.

"My name is Zhang Daquan and I am the anchor of Flying Fish Entertainment."

"Zhang Gadan?"

"Yes, you also watched my live broadcast?" Zhang Daquan asked with a smile.

Li Hui frowned and heard the implication: "Who told you that I watched the live broadcast?"

"No, I guess." Zhang Daquan sneered.

Li Hui ignored the man on the side: "What is your name?"

"My name is Sun Chuanxi and I am Gadan's assistant."

"Xiaopeng, you take Assistant Sun to the lounge for a while." Li Hui took off his coat and sat back in the chair.

I can't go to the scene temporarily.

Sun Xiaopeng got up and took Sun Chuanxi away. When he came back, Li Hui turned on the law enforcement recorder and started taking notes.

Routine inquiry: "Name, age, occupation..."

"Zhang Daquan, everyone calls me Zhang Gadan, you can also call me like that. I am nineteen years old this year. I have been doing live broadcasts for more than a year, and I am quite famous. I am now..." /

"Stop, let me ask you what to say." Li Hui said.

"It's the leader." Zhang Daquan said.

Li Hui was taken aback for a moment, and tentatively asked: "Do you have a criminal record?"

"I...I, I was so naive at that time, I..." Zhang Daquan lowered his head.

"What criminal record?"

"I... committed the crime of theft when I was fifteen years old. At that time, I was young and ignorant. I have changed it now."

Li Hui nodded: "Just change it."

I opened the notebook and made a note.

"What is the relationship between you and Zhang Zihan?"

"Colleagues."

"Are you familiar with each other?"

"Not very familiar."

"When was the last time you saw her?" Li Hui asked.

"On the afternoon of December 9th, the botanical garden we went to was separated at the entrance of the botanical garden." Zhang Daquan recalled.

"Have you seen Zhang Zihan since then?"

"Nothing."

"When did you leave the park?"

"It's half past four."

"In three hours, what did you do in the botanical garden?" Li Hui asked.

"Clean up the trash."

"Always cleaning up the rubbish?" Li Hui asked.

"Yes, since it is to promote environmental protection, you must do it steadily, and you can't go through the scenes and fool things." Zhang Daquan said.

"Ding Dong..."

Li Hui's cell phone rang, he clicked it to see that it was a WeChat message, Zhao Ming posted two pictures, and the body has been dug out.

It was just a guess before~IndoMTL.com~ With these two photos, it's a real deal.

The nature of the case and the importance of transcripts have also been completely different.

Han Bin took a deep breath: "Did you start a live broadcast when you cleaned up the garbage?"

"Nothing."

"Why don't you open a live broadcast, it will not only play a role in publicity, but also have certain benefits to your reputation." Li Hui said.

Zhang Daquan scratched his head: "At the time, I didn't think so much."

"Who is there when you clean up the garbage?"

"Just me and my assistant." Zhang Daquan replied, before turning to ask: "This police officer, what happened to Zhang Zihan?"

"She is dead."

Zhang Daquan's hands trembled, his eyebrows pressed down and frowned.