Detective From the Future: Two hundred and ninety-four discoveries

At the suggestion of Han Bin, Village Chief Lin called Cao Erhu's brother Cao Dalong over again.

Cao Dalong is a man in his forties. He wears a half-old down jacket and looks honest: "The village chief, you are looking for me."

"Dalong, these three are police comrades from the city, I want to know something with you." Lin Qingguo said.

Cao Dalong was stunned for a moment, then looked at the three Han Bin, and forced a smile: "Comrade police, what can you do with me?"

"Don't be nervous, we are here to inquire about your brother Cao Erhu." Han Bin said.

Cao Dalong breathed a sigh of relief and muttered: "Let me just say, the weather has been cold recently, and my door is rarely out. What can police comrades ask me for?"

"When was the last time you saw Cao Erhu?" Han Bin asked.

"It should be ten years or so."

"Ten years, haven't your brothers contacted yet?" Tian Li asked in surprise.

"Back then, he chased me half a village with a sickle. After that, we didn't have much contact. Why should I contact him and let him cut me." Cao Dalong snorted.

"It's been so many years, still can't let it go?" Han Bin tentatively asked.

"I’m an older brother, he’s a younger brother. They say that the eldest brother is like a father. He is good and beats me like a grandson. I can’t hold my head up in the village for so many years. After that No one in the village takes me seriously. People in the village will never forget this incident. They will be a joke for the rest of their lives and say, how can I put it down?" Cao Dalong clenched his fists, pressed his eyebrows, and frowned.

Han Bin has been observing the other party and patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go, take us to Cao Erhu's house."

"Comrade police, I haven't been there for so many years, and I don't want to go." Cao Dalong said with a stubborn neck.

"Okay, okay, it's a big dragon, look at your dim eyes, quickly take the police comrades to have a look." Lin Qingguo urged.

Someone has to do this job. If Cao Dalong doesn't go, he might be the one who will go. In this cold weather, he is old, who wants to move.

Although Cao Dalong is unwilling, the village chief’s face still has to be given: "Okay, I will take you there."

A group of four left the village committee. On the way to Cao Erhu's house, Han Bin also asked a few questions: "Cao Dalong, is there anyone in the village with your brother who has a better relationship?"

"Yes, why not, it's all a group of friends." At this point, Cao Dalong couldn't help sighing.

Cao Erhu became what he is now, and he has a great relationship with this group of friends.

Back then, when Cao Erhu first met these people, Cao Dalong was not disgusted, and even contacted these friends a few times. When he wanted to come, the people in the village were bullying and fearful of hardships, and knew some friends on the road. Dare to bully yourself.

At the beginning, he thought well. After Cao Erhu and these friends, the people in the village were a little afraid of his brother, and Cao Dalong was still a little bit complacent.

As a result, after his father and mother passed away, the two brothers had a conflict between the two separate families. Cao Erhu used this kind of enthusiasm and put it on his head.

"Cao Dalong."

When someone called him, Cao Dalong came back to his senses: "Officer Han, what else do you have?"

"Tell the names of Cao Erhu's friends and friends, and say their full names."

"Eh." Cao Dalong replied and recalled for a while: "We have a better relationship with Cao Erhu, Zhao Sihai, Wang Baojiang, Yang Jiping, Sun Yefei."

"Do you have their contact information?"

"I don't know this, but you can ask the village chief, he will definitely find it." Cao Dalong said.

After a few minutes of walking, we arrived at the gate of Cao Erhu's house.

A big iron gate with brick walls around it.

Cao Dalong rushed over in a trot, stood at the door, and touched the door: "Look at it, such a good house, this kid can't live, why bother with me back then."

"Your brothers are conflicting because of this house?" Han Bin asked.

"There are two houses in our family. This house was built later and the area is relatively large; we said a long time ago, I will give my parents to the end of the old age, this house will also be given to me, and he will take the other A set of smaller ones, who knows what my father meant, this grandson turned his face, and came to our house every day to make trouble, holding a sickle and trying to fight me hard, forcibly drove our family to live in a small house, you said this grandson is not People." Cao Dalong gritted his teeth.

"Open the door."

"I don't have the key." Cao Dalong shook his head.

Zhao Ming took out a large iron tongs from the trunk of the car and snapped the lock on the door.

Cao Dalong couldn't wait to open the door, walked into the yard a few steps, stood at the entrance of the yard, froze, and cursed: "This grandson, it's really not a thing. The yard looks like a wasteland."

Han Bin walked over and glanced at the yard. There was a brick road in the middle. Both sides were covered with yellowed weeds. The tallest one was one meter high, so it would not be a problem to hide a few people.

"It's been ten years, so you didn't come over and take a look."

"Look, what if you let the grandson know, and then use the sickle to push me, do I want to mess around in the village?" Cao Dalong said helplessly.

There is a yellow weed in the yard, and there is nothing to look at.

"Go into the house and take a look." Han Bin said.

"Police Officer Han, which house do you want to enter? Both the south house and the north house of this house can live. My parents lived in the south house before. My family lived in the north house. The east house is a guest room or a room. Sundries,"

"Zhao Ming, open the door locks and look at them one by one." Han Bin ordered.

"Yes."

Zhao Ming first unlocked the door of the South House.

"Ah cut..." Tian Li sneezed. The dust in the room was too big, one foot print.

Cao Dalong was about to walk inside in a hurry, but was pulled by Han Bin: "Don't run around, stay behind me."

"Eh." Cao Dalong responded.

The South House is divided into two rooms: the inside and the outside. The outside room is larger and used as a living room. There are coffee tables, sofas, and chairs. The inside room is built with a large Kang, which can sleep five or six people.

"It’s spoiled, spoiled, such a good house, when I left that year, it was the same as the new one. It hasn’t lived for so many years. The wall is overcast and cracked. You said this grandson couldn’t live in the first place. Why should I follow I'll grab it." Cao Dalong said angrily, patting his thigh.

Han Bin made a circle around the house. There was dust everywhere. No one had been here for many years, and there were no suspicious objects in the house.

Leaving the South Room, the group entered the North Room again.

When he arrived at this house, Cao Dalong seemed even more excited. The house was occupied by his family back then. As soon as he entered the door, he pointed to the sofa in the living room:

"You take a look, I bought such a good sofa when I was frugal. This grandson can't live anymore, and I don't know how to cover the sofa, bastard."

Han Bin observed that the furniture in this room is obviously higher-end. There is a large color TV, chandelier, air conditioner, and a patterned floor in the living room.

On the floor next to the sofa, there is a piece of scorched black, as if it has been burnt.

"Hey, hey, how could such a good floor burn? This grandson is a prodigal son." Cao Dalong shouted.

Han Bin frowned slightly. On the opposite wall, there is a wall calendar from 2009, but the wall calendar is only half a meter high from the ground. Han Bin feels awkward no matter how he looks at it.

"Your calendars are all hung so low?" Han Bin asked.

"No, this calendar was not here before, over there." Cao Dalong pointed to the opposite wall.

Han Bin looked in the direction that Cao Dalong pointed, and he found a nail eye.

Han Bin walked to the wall calendar, nothing unusual, and then took it off, and found that there were scratches on the wall behind.

"This grandson, how did you make a good wall like this? Isn't it intentional." Cao Dalong entered the house, just like a woman who complained, and never stopped.

"The furniture and furnishings in this house~IndoMTL.com~ are there any differences from when you lived before?" Han Bin asked.

"There are no others. This grandson is not very at home, nor does he cook or return home, and he is too lazy to die." Cao Dalong did not give up any opportunity to complain about Cao Erhu.

Han Bin looked at the scratched wall, the discordant wall calendar, and the burnt marks on the ground, with thoughtful marks on his face.

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