Detective From the Future: Two hundred and ninety-two suspects

The third prison is located on the outskirts of Qindao City, where Qin Pingshan was detained.

Under the leadership of prison guards, Han Bin saw each other in the prison.

Qin Pingshan was about fifty years old, and his hair was a bit gray. After seeing Han Bin and Zhao Ming, he bowed at a ninety degree.

"Hello, two leaders!"

"Qin Pingshan, do you know why I came to you?" Han Bin asked.

"I don't know, but if the leader has any orders, I will definitely follow them." Qin Pingshan said hurriedly.

Han Bin is very satisfied with the attitude of the other party, secretly saying that the educated inside are more sensible than those outside.

"Lu Jiawei, do you know him?" Han Bin asked.

"Lu Jiawei." Qin Pingshan muttered and asked: "Is it Lu Jiawei from Xidiying Village?"

"Yes."

"Yes, but he was already dead." Qin Pingshan said.

"How do you know he is dead."

"Ten years ago, Lu Jiawei wanted to open a factory. He didn't have enough money, so he asked me to borrow money. Who knows that this kid is dead, and the money I lent him is a waste." Qin Pingshan Sighed.

"What is your relationship with him, why do you want to lend him money?" Han Bin asked.

"I... hey, let me tell you the truth. I was coveted for that little interest back then. I am not familiar with him, but he paid me higher interest rates, so I lent him the money. "Qin Pingshan said.

"The lenders just say lenders, why are you talking so much?" Zhao Ming hummed.

"I heard that before Lu Jiawei died, you had been chasing him for debts?" Han Bin asked.

"Yes, it's not easy. Nobody's money comes from a strong wind. Are you right?"

"If Lu Jiawei refuses to pay the money, how are you going to deal with him?"

"I have been chasing him to chant. I believe that when he gets rich, he will definitely return it to me." Qin Pingshan said.

"Have you ever thought of killing his family to vent their anger?" Zhao Ming tentatively asked.

"Looking at what you said, I don't dare, don't dare."

"July 15, 2009, between 12 and 4 in the morning, where were you?" Han Bin asked.

"I can't remember."

"If you can't remember, just think about it."

"This case has nothing to do with me, it really has nothing to do with me." Qin Pingshan hurriedly denied.

"Qin Pingshan, you can be considered a bully on the road. We know that people don't talk secretly. If we don't have any evidence, we won't come to you. Are you going to perfuse us in a few sentences?" Zhao Ming hummed.

"No, no, no, I don't have this idea."

"We have time. If you can't remember about the 715 case, you can talk about your loan." Han Bin said.

"Don't, I think now, I must cooperate with our police." Qin Pingshan's expression changed slightly, and he changed his words quickly.

Han Bin was not in a hurry, leaning on the chair, waiting for him to say quietly.

"Hey, Lu Jiawei's death really has nothing to do with me. We are in debt. If people die, who are we going to go with." Qin Pingshan sighed and said slowly: "Remember, back then I Knowing that Lu Jiawei is dead, I feel more uncomfortable than anyone else. I guess I have a fight with his father, and no one will pay me back when he died."

"At that time, I went to Lu Jiawei’s house, but the adult of their family died. Lu Jiawei didn’t have much money left, and there was only a dilapidated house that burned to death. It was a murderous house. I can buy it, and I can’t get the money back.” Qin Pingshan said, swallowing: "Leader, can you smoke a cigarette."

Han Bin nodded slightly, Zhao Ming on the side ordered a piece of China, and handed it to Qin Pingshan on the opposite side.

Qin Pingshan took the cigarette and quickly took a few puffs: "Zhonghua, this is a good cigarette. Since I came in, I have never smoked such a good cigarette again."

"Please explain, when you leave, I will leave you a pack of cigarettes." Han Bin said.

"Thank you for the leader, thank you for the leader."

Qin Pingshan took two more cigarettes: "I couldn't collect the debt, and my loss was great. I was a little angry back then, so I inquired on the road to see who did the case."

"How do you know that this case is related to someone on the road?" Zhao Ming asked.

"Guess, besides, I know these brothers on the road. Their news is pretty good. Even if there is news from the police, I dare not inquire." Qin Pingshan took a deep breath and took a cigarette. It's finished: "Leader, do you have any more?"

Han Bin took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw it directly to the other party: "I don't have any in Zhonghua. You can smoke this pack of cigarettes."

"Thank you for your leadership." Qin Pingshan hurriedly took it out, lit a cigarette, and took a sip, with a look of aftertaste: "I thought at the time. The case is so big that most people may not dare to do it. People are more suspected of doing it."

"Later, I inquired a little bit, and really asked, there was a kid named Cao Erhu who was also in the Dao. This kid was able to fight, dared to fight, and was ruthless enough. He had some reputation in the Dao. It’s said Before the 715 case, he asked about Lu Jiawei with his brother on the road; and after the 715 case, he left Qindao, but I don’t know if it is true or not."

"Why did he inquire about Lu Jiawei?"

"I don't know this either."

"Is Cao Erhu his real name?"

"I don't know, everyone on the road calls that way anyway."

"Does he have any characteristics?"

"This kid has a scar on his face and has a big bald head. I don't know him very well. I have seen two or three sides, and I can't remember the specific appearance." Qin Pingshan recalled.

"Do you know Liang Zhibo?"

"I don't know."

"Where is King Jinbao?"

"I have a bit of an impression. This kid seems to have been on the road, but I am not very familiar."

"Wang Jinbao and Cao Erhu are both on the road, do they know each other?"

Qin Pingshan spit out a cigarette: "I don't know, but as far as I know they are different."

"Why is it different?"

"The mixing method is different. Wang Jinbao just took a loophole, cheated and tricked, and made some money; Cao Erhu was different. This kid dared to fight and kill, and he was fierce. I heard that this kid has There is a murder case."

"You know so much news, why didn't you tell the police earlier?" Zhao Ming hummed.

"It's all gossip, I also heard that, I don't know if it is true or not, and I don't want to make trouble for the police comrades." Qin Pingshan said.

"Do Lv Jiawei and Cao Erhu know each other?" Han Bin said.

"Leader~IndoMTL.com~ Do you think it was Lv Jiawei who killed Cao Erhu?" Qin Pingshan tentatively asked.

Han Bin stared at each other for a while: "Lu Jiawei is not dead."

"What, I'm not dead, how is this possible!" Qin Pingshan said in surprise.

"Do the police need to lie to you?" Zhao Ming hummed.

"This grandson is not dead, who was it that burned to death?" Qin Ping was taken aback for a while, and cursed: "Mother, this grandson must be trying to escape debts, it's not something..."

After the interrogation, Zhao Ming collected Qin Pingshan's fingerprints and shoe prints, and the two left the prison.

After the 715 case, the police found a blood fingerprint and some footprints in the yard of Lu Jiawei's home.

These can all be used as evidence against the suspect.

Cao Erhu is suspected.

Qin Pingshan is more suspicious, and Han Bin did not fully believe his words.