Detective From the Future: Three hundred and sixty-four iron proofs are like mountains

Seeing a group of people in the room, Ding Xifeng was afraid that it would affect Han Bin's investigation and let the other team members go out first.

Only Han Bin, Ding Xifeng, and Ma Jingbo are left in the house.

Ding Xifeng and Ma Jingbo were sitting across the table, smoking cigarettes, one for you and one for me. They are very beautiful.

Han Bin lowered his head to study the footprints.

The five suspects are all horoscopes with the same height, posture, age, and walking posture. Even people who have studied footprint identification can hardly distinguish clearly.

This skill, as long as a few people can touch the threshold of an expert.

Han Bin is one of them.

One more thing, the suspect was wearing rubber-soled shoes for the crime, but today, none of the five suspects wore rubber-soled shoes.

Some people wear leather shoes, and some people wear casual shoes. The shoe prints on different shoes will be different, which will increase the difficulty of identification.

Han Bin studied these five shoe prints for more than forty minutes, first using the elimination method to check the four shoe prints.

Compare the fifth shoe print with the suspect's shoe print carefully.

Ma Jingbo looked at the phone. It was already seven o'clock in the evening. Just as he was a little impatient while waiting, Han Bin finally spoke.

"The comparison result is out."

"Are there any suspects?"

"Yes." Han Bin let out a long sigh of relief and stretched.

"Which one?"

Han Bin pointed to one of the documents: "The fifth suspect Lu Yuejiang."

Ding Xifeng took the prints of Lu Yuejiang's shoes and found that the other party was wearing leather shoes. Although he knew a little about footprint identification, it was beyond his ability and asked directly: "Can you be sure?"

"Yes."

Ma Jingbo also took a look at the shoe print and frowned: "How sure is it that he is the suspect?"

"Ninety percent."

Ding Xifeng thought for a moment, and asked Ma Jingbo on the side: "Are there any details about Lu Yuejiang?"

Ma Jingbo walked to the side and found a piece of information: "38 years old, height 176, walking with horoscopes, a villager in Fucheng Village, divorced, living with his father."

Ding Xifeng glanced at Han Bin, and the suspects didn't need to use people, they had already been found out, and they could only continue to investigate.

"In this way, Han Bin and I are in charge of interrogating Lu Yuejiang, and you will take people to search Lu Yuejiang's home."

"Yes." Ma Jingbo replied. As soon as he left the door of the house, he yelled, "The second group, follow me."

After that, Ding Xifeng asked Lu Yuejiang to be interrogated.

There are three people in charge of the interrogation, Han Bin, Ding Xifeng, and Sha Pingwei, a member of the first team and the second team of the city criminal investigation team.

For the arrangement of interrogators, Ding Xifeng also considered.

First of all, Han Bin did the identification of the footprints, so he may not know it in his own mind. It is more appropriate for him to be in charge of the trial than others, and he is more confident in questioning.

Secondly, Sha Pingwei belongs to the city criminal investigation team. Even if he catches the suspect’s first credit to Han Bin, he cannot lose his own person. After all, there is hard work without credit.

Although it sounds a bit utilitarian, it's all about being in the world. It's the same everywhere, and no industry is immune.

The benefits are uneven and it is difficult to be convinced by the subordinates.

Five minutes later.

Guojiazhuang Village Committee Meeting Room.

Lu Yuejiang was taken to the conference room and sat on the east side of the conference table. A detective was standing behind him.

Han Bin, Ding Xifeng, and Sha Pingwei sat on the west side of the conference table.

Sha Pingwei turned on the law enforcement recorder, and Han Bin routinely asked: "Name, gender, age..."

"Comrade police, I have finished the model walk, what are you looking for to do?" Lu Yuejiang showed a nervous look.

Han Bin opened his notebook: "If you ask you anything, answer what you should know, and I will naturally tell you."

"Comrade police, there is an old man at home, waiting for me to go back to cook, I am afraid he is hungry."

"Don't worry, our police comrades will take care of your father and won't let him hungry." Then, Ding Xifeng took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Ma Jingbo, asking him to buy something for Lu Yuejiang's father Things to eat.

"Your father's meal problem has been solved, let's talk about your situation."

"Comrade police, what can I do, just an ordinary person." Lu Yuejiang looked blank.

"Name, gender, age..." Han Bin asked again.

Han Bin knows the details of the other party, but routine inquiries are still necessary.

"My name is Lu Yuejiang, and I am one of you. This year is thirty-seven or eighty-eight."

"What is thirty-seven-eight, how old are you, and how old are you still counting?" Sha Pingwei questioned.

"Hey."

Lu Yuejiang smiled: "Before thirty, I remember exactly how old I was. After thirty, I didn’t pay much attention to it anymore. Besides, do you ask Xusui or one year old, myself? I'm confused."

Han Bin did not continue to entangled with each other, and changed the subject: "Lu Yuejiang, do you know Guo Xinfeng?"

"Get to know."

"What is your relationship with him?"

"It doesn't matter, I just went to his supermarket to buy something."

Sha Pingwei knocked on the table: "You are from Fucheng Village, why do you want to go to his supermarket?"

"His family is in the east of Guojiazhuang Village, and Fucheng Village is also on the east of Guojiazhuang. Although they are two villages, they are very close to our home. Besides, their supermarket has everything from the supermarket, and the tobacco and alcohol are cheap. Love to go."

"When was the last time you went to Guo Xinfeng's house?"

"Can't remember, just a few days ago."

"Have you ever been to his backyard?"

"No, his supermarket is in the front, what shall I do in the backyard."

Han Bin made a note in the notebook and continued to ask: "Where are you from 10 to 12 o'clock on New Year's Day?"

"Can't remember."

"Then think about it, we have time tonight. If you want to go home early, you can cooperate with the police."·

"You police can't arrest people casually, right?"

"Since we arrested you, there is naturally a basis."

"What's the basis? Take it out and have a look." Lu Yuejiang rubbed his nose.

"When it is time to tell you, I will naturally tell you, all follow your meaning, are you interrogating us, or are we interrogating you?"

This Lu Yuejiang has a mouthful of me, and it sounds simple and unskilled, but Han Bin can feel that the other party is deliberately disrupting the police's inquiry.

"From ten to twelve o'clock on New Year's Day, where are you?" Han Bin continued with the question just now.

"I can't remember what I said."

"Then think about it, until you remember it." Han Bin leaned on the chair, took a sip of tea, and looked calm.

Lu Yuejiang glanced at Han Bin, then at Ding Xifeng and Sha Pingwei, then lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers. Five minutes passed.

Han Bin did not continue to ask other questions, so he waited for the other party to answer, drank a few sips of tea, and ordered a cigarette.

Isn't it consumption?

This is a compulsory course for the police.

Who is afraid of whom?

"Cough..." Lu Yuejiang cleared his throat: "Comrade Police, I really couldn't remember that night. Would you like to change the question?"

"Keep thinking!"

Two minutes later, Lu Yuejiang took a deep breath: "That...I remembered, I was at home that night."

"Who can prove it?"

"My father."

"From ten to twelve on New Year's Day, your father has been with you all the time?"

"Yes."

"What did you guys do?"

"What can I do, my father is used to going to bed early, and he goes to bed at nine o'clock on the kang."

"You two sleep in a room?"

"Nothing."

"In other words, during this time, no one saw you staying at home with your own eyes?"

"I don't even have a woman, I'm all at that point, who can stay with me all the time." Lu Yuejiang sighed.

Han Bin made a note in the notebook, and Lu Yuejiang did not prove his alibi, and his suspicion rose further.

"You said, you haven't been to the backyard of Guo Xinfeng's house?"

"Yes."

"Then why did we find your shoe print in his backyard?"

"Impossible."

"Do you think that so many policemen are joking with you, and will interrogate you without evidence?" Han Bin asked back.

"It might be that I stepped on the toilet at his house."

"Didn't you say that you haven't been to his backyard?"

"There are three urgency for people."

"Whether you are anxious, can you still trample on people's blood?"

"What do you mean?"

Han Bin took out the footprints of the suspect at the crime scene: "Look for yourself, are these your footprints and are they stained with blood."

Lu Yuejiang glanced, showing a look of surprise, and couldn't help but shiver.

"Why are you scared?"

"What am I afraid of? There are more of these shoes, and there are more people wearing these shoes. Why do you say it is my shoe print?" Lu Yuejiang stalked his neck and retorted loudly.

"The same shoes, worn by different people, will also have different shoe prints. This is scientifically verified, and it is useless if you don't admit it."

"I don't understand what you mean?"

"The shoe print is yours, and the blood is Guo Xinfeng's. You were there when the murderer killed someone. In other words, you are probably the murderer..."

Before Han Bin finished speaking, Lu Yuejiang immediately retorted: "I am not, don't frame me, take a shoe print and try to convict me and scare anyone!"

Lu Yuejiang's refusal to admit it was also in Han Bin's expectation. After all, as long as he admits this case, it will be a capital crime. If he admits easily, it will be weird.

But ~IndoMTL.com~ through the interrogation just now, it was determined that Lu Yuejiang did not have an alibi, which is a very critical point.

"Om..." At this moment, Ding Xifeng's cell phone rang.

Ding Xifeng took out his mobile phone and took a look, showing a smile: "When interrogating you, I sent someone to search your home."

Hearing these words, Lu Yuejiang's face changed drastically.

"You don't need to remind me of what is hidden in your house." Ding Xifeng said, and handed the phone to Han Bin.

Han Bin took it and took a look. It was a WeChat sent by Ma Jingbo. It said that under the stove of Lu Yuejiang’s house, he found robbed items, a large amount of change, and the hostess’s gold and silver jewelry and jewelry. There was still blood in the crevice.

At the same time, under Lu Yuejiang's pillow, a machete was found, which was consistent with the murder weapon that killed Guo Xinfeng's family. After preliminary identification by the technical team, it was contaminated with human blood.

With **** loot and lethal weapons, Lu Yuejiang is useless even if he doesn't recruit. It can be said that there is hard evidence!