Detective From the Future: Two hundred and eighty-two guesses

The two of Han Bin left Li Yonghong's house.

Zhao Ming handed over a cigarette: "How do I feel that this Lv Xiaojie is not trying to avenge his parents, it is more like sending her aunt to prison, so that he can inherit the inheritance."

"There is no black and white in the world, there must be many reasons behind one thing." Han Bin lighted his cigarette and said disapprovingly.

"Where shall we go now?"

"Although there were 9 victims in the 715 case, the real target should be Lu Jiawei and his wife. Since Lu Xiaojie provided clues, he naturally followed the investigation." Han Bin said.

……

Han Bin and the two went to the Xidiying Village Committee and found Lu Jiaping's house accompanied by the village officials.

On the way, Han Bin found out about the village officials. Lu Jiaping has a family of three. The husband is a teacher, and there is a daughter who is going to college. The family's conditions are pretty good.

At the door of Lu Jiaping's house, the village cadres left.

Lu Jiaping's house is built with a small two-story building with two large green iron doors at the door.

"Boom..." Zhao Ming knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"Police."

"Crack..." The door opened.

A middle-aged woman popped up and asked: "What's the matter with you?"

Zhao Mingliang issued a police officer's card: "We belong to the criminal police team."

The middle-aged woman took a look and flashed aside: "Please come in."

"What do you call?" Han Bin asked.

"Lu Jiaping."

"Are you Lu Jiawei's sister?"

"Yes, what's up."

"The Yuhua Branch has recently launched investigations into old cases. I am responsible for investigating 715 cases, and I want to ask you to find out more."

"This police officer, your last name?"

"My last name is Han."

Lu Jiaping led the two into the yard: "If I want to know anything, I will cooperate."

The small courtyard was covered with floor tiles and was cleaned very cleanly. After entering the living room, Lu Jiaping asked Han Bin to sit on the sofa and were about to pour a cup of tea, but Han Bin stopped him.

"Ms. Lu, don't have to work, we are not thirsty, and we will leave with a transcript." Han Bin said.

Lv Jiaping sat on the side of the sofa and asked: "Police Officer Han, how come this case has been so long, why did you think of re-investigating? Are there any new clues?"

"Lv Xiaojie, do you know him?"

"Yes, that's my nephew, don't you know?" Lu Jiaping said.

"How is your relationship with Lu Xiaojie?" Han Bin asked.

Lu Jiaping hesitated for a moment: "It's okay."

"I heard that you had a lawsuit some time ago?" Zhao Ming asked.

"Does this 715 case matter?" Lu Jiaping asked rhetorically.

"According to Lu Xiaojie, Lu Jiawei wrote a suicide note a month before his death, leaving all the inheritance under his name to you." Han Bin tentatively said.

"Yes, there is such a thing, I am his relatives, this is not illegal." Lu Jiaping shrugged.

"The original suicide note, can I see it?"

"Detective Han, don't you suspect that I killed your brother?" Lu Jiaping frowned.

"We are here just to investigate clearly and to return your innocence."

"Well, I see, it must be Lv Xiaojie's grandmother who slapped me in the back, and told them bad things about me." Lv Jiaping snorted.

"The police are not interested in the grievances between your two families. We just want to investigate the 715 cases."

"Two of you, wait a minute." Lu Jiaping got up and went to the bedroom.

When I came out again, holding two kraft paper bags in his hand, I first opened one of them and handed it to Han Bin who was aside: "Look, this is a suicide note written by my brother."

Han Bin took it and checked it, and it was indeed the original photo given by Lu Xiaojie.

Lu Jiaping handed over another document: "You are looking at it. These are the materials my brother wrote before. They are all backed up in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and the Taxation Bureau. There is absolutely no possibility of fake handwriting." /

Han Bin has learned the skills of handwriting identification, opened the suicide note and the materials written by Lu Jiawei before his death, and carefully compared the handwriting on it.

As time passed, Han Bin watched for ten minutes.

"Can I take a picture?" Han Bin asked.

"Yes." Lv Jiaping nodded, and asked back: "Officer Han, do you know how to identify handwriting?"

"Understand slightly."

"Then tell me, is this my brother's autograph suicide note."

"The suicide note and these materials are indeed from a person's handwriting." Han Bin's words leave room, provided that the materials are indeed written by Lu Jiawei.

"Look, I didn't lie. This is indeed the suicide note written by my brother." Lu Jiaping shrugged.

"Lu Jiawei and his wife died in 2009. According to the marriage law of that year, the homestead should also have half of Zhang Shufeng's property rights. Why would the court directly award you?" Han Bin asked.

"They are husband and wife. I also admit that I did the wedding for them, but the law doesn't recognize it." Lv Jiaping spread his hands.

"They didn't get the certificate?"

Lv Jiaping nodded and explained: "They got married early and they were not yet of legal age, so they only held a banquet in the village. According to our custom, the two are married."

"Later, why didn't they reissue their marriage certificate."

"I don't know this." Lu Jiaping said.

"Lu Jiawei clearly has a son, why should I make a will to you instead of giving the inheritance to Lu Xiaojie?" Zhao Ming asked.

"Our sister and brother have a good relationship. He is willing to give it to me. That is his freedom. Is there any problem?" Lu Jiaping said.

"Your reason is not sufficient."

"The suicide note is not false, right? You have all seen it too."

"He was still a young man, why did he make this suicide note?"

"I don't know this."

"He finished writing his suicide note and died more than a month later, don't you think it's a bit too coincidental?" Zhao Ming asked.

"This police officer, I don't like to hear what you said. Could it be that you meant that I forced my brother to write a suicide note and then killed him?" Lu Jiaping hummed.

"If you can't give a reasonable explanation, this motive will also be considered by the police." Zhao Ming began to sing white faces.

"I don't know how you want me to explain it myself. Besides, there are so many coincidences in this world. If I explain all of them clearly, I would have become a scientist." Lu Jiaping said angrily:

"Two of you, if you really want to solve the case, go and catch the real murderer. Don't waste my time. I have nothing to do with this case, and I have never killed anyone."

"Where were you between 12 am and 3 am on July 15, 2009?"

"I can't remember."

"Then you just think about it~IndoMTL.com~10 years ago, I can't remember it anymore." Lv Jiaping said perfunctorily.

Han Bin and the two asked a few more questions, but Lu Jiaping still perfunctory.

Then Han Bin and the two left Jiaping Lu's house.

Zhao Ming curled his lips and said: "Yes, there are no clues. I came here for nothing."

"Nor can you say that. The suicide note that Lu Jiaping took out is the clue."

"Could it be that the suicide note is fake?" Zhao Ming guessed.

"In my judgment, the suicide note should be true, and precisely because it is true, the problem is even greater." Han Bin said.

On the way back to the branch, Han Bin analyzed the two visits, and a bold guess emerged in his mind.

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