Detective from the future

Chapter 222 Identity
"How can a beggar wear such expensive underwear?" Zhao Ming was puzzled.

"Maybe he was not a real beggar, but was deliberately dressed as a beggar to hide the real identity of the deceased." Sun Xiaopeng speculated.

"I still feel that the posture of the deceased is a bit strange." Han Bin gestured at the position of the corpse and walked in the direction where he stretched out his hand.

The dead man's arm was not parallel to the road, but at an angle. He walked more than ten meters to a slope next to the wall. The slope was padded with soil. There were two cars parked on the slope, a Volkswagen and a Hyundai. , there is still a distance between the two cars.

The direction of the deceased's finger was near the two cars. Han Bin searched around the two cars and found some people's shoe prints.

Among them, the pattern of a pair of shoe prints is consistent with the shoes worn by the deceased. After careful observation, not only the shoes are consistent, but also the traces of wear are completely consistent.

"What did you find?" Zheng Kaixuan asked.

"The deceased should have been here. The shoe prints of this set of sneakers were left by the deceased." Han Bin said.

Zheng Kaixuan observed carefully: "This sneaker only has a set of left shoe prints, which should be left by the deceased before he was injured, but how did the deceased get here?"

Li Hui gestured the distance between the two cars, and said: "There is room for another car between this Volkswagen and Hyundai. Could it be that there was a car here before, and the deceased got out of it. "

"No, judging from the distance between the two cars, the starting point of the sneaker print is in the middle of the car, and it doesn't look like they got off the car; if they got off the car, the footprints should be left or right. .” Zheng Kaixuan said.

"Captain Zheng, the shoe print on the front left is also left by the deceased." Han Bin said, pointing to the ground.

"No, the pattern of this shoe print is different." Li Hui said.

"This looks like a pair of leather shoes." Zheng Kaixuan touched his chin and said.

"Team Zheng is right. These are indeed the shoe prints left by a pair of leather shoes. However, the traces of the shoe prints and the worn parts are exactly the same, which means that these are the shoe prints left by the same person. He just wore different shoes." Han Bin explained.

"The footprints of the leather shoes are in the front left, and the footprints of the sneakers are in the back, and there is still a point of intersection between them..." Zheng Kaixuan muttered, thinking for a while:
"Let's restore the scene. If the Volkswagen on the left is the one that drove away before, and I am the deceased."

After Zheng Kaixuan finished speaking, he observed the footprints again, then walked to the cab of the Volkswagen, pretended to open the door and got out of the car, walked to the trunk of the car, opened the trunk and took out a pair of shoes, and then did A change of shoes, and then he closed the trunk and left the car.

"Papa." Han Bin slapped his hands: "As expected of an old detective, this set of movements completely matches the footprints underground."

"That is to say, the deceased came by car, walked from the cab to the trunk, changed a pair of shoes and left. After he finished his work, he was killed on the way back to the car, so he crawled in this direction when he died, that is In order to get back to my car." Li Hui analyzed the situation.

"I couldn't figure out what it meant when his right hand was stretched forward and his palm was half-clasped. Now it seems that it should be the key to start the car." Han Bin said.

"Where did the car go? Was it driven away by the suspect?" Zhao Ming asked.

"Tsk tsk, beggars can still afford a car these days, it's amazing." Li Hui smacked his mouth.

"Captain Zheng, I probably understand the situation. Would you like to arrange a task?" Han Bin suggested.

Zheng Kaixuan raised his chin: "You arrange it."

Han Bin nodded, and ordered: "Li Hui, Sun Xiaopeng, visit the surrounding people to see if there are any witnesses or people who have seen the suspect vehicle."

"Zhao Ming, Tian Li, the two of you call the surrounding surveillance."

"Yes."

After the four of them split up, Han Bin called another policeman to find the Volkswagen and Hyundai owners who were parked on the slope.

"Binzi, what do you think of this case?" Zheng Kaixuan asked.

"I think vendetta is more likely," Han Bin said.

"How to say?"

"The self-defense wounds of robbery are generally on the front, palms, arms, arms, and chest, but these parts of the deceased were not injured." Han Bin recalled for a moment, and continued:

"The wounds of the deceased are all on the back, and the fatal wound is also on the back. It seems that he stabbed the victim to death in one go, and then ransacked his property, creating the illusion of robbery."

"If the victim really came by car, what about his car? Was it also stolen by the suspect?" Zheng Kaixuan asked.

"There are fewer and fewer people stealing cars these days, and it's not easy to sell stolen cars, but it doesn't rule out that there are special channels." Han Bin said.

"If the suspect's purpose is to steal the car, there is no need to kill people." Zheng Kaixuan asked back.

Han Bin thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "There is too little evidence now, so we can only find out the identity of the suspect before proceeding to the next step of the investigation."

Zheng Kaixuan reached out and patted Han Bin's shoulder: "You just stare here, I'll report the situation to Bureau Dai."

"Yes."

Han Bin responded, the impact of the crime on the street is very bad, not to mention the Yuhua branch, even the city bureau will pay attention to this case.

Once the branch's investigation fails to progress, the city bureau may also intervene in the investigation.

"Team leader." At this moment, Sun Xiaopeng and Li Hui came over, followed by a man in his 30s.

"Binzi, when we visited the surrounding people, we found the owner of the Hyundai car." Li Hui said.

"Hello, what's your name?" Han Bin reached out and shook hands with the other party.

"My name is Zhou Yaxing, and that white Hyundai is my car. This police officer, I have to go to work, can you take my car away?" the man tentatively asked.

"Okay, but before that, I want to ask you a few questions." Han Bin said.

"You say."

"When did you park your car here?" Han Bin asked.

Zhou Yaxing recalled for a moment: "It seems to be, around seven o'clock last night."

"How many cars were there at the time?"

"Two cars." Zhou Yaxing said, pointing to the black Volkswagen:
"One is the black Volkswagen, I recognize this car, and it is often parked here; the other is a black Mercedes, sandwiched between my car and the Volkswagen."

"Mercedes! Are you sure?" Li Hui asked in surprise.

"Sure, Mercedes-Benz E300, other cars can't remember, and Mercedes-Benz cars can never remember bad things." Zhou Yaxing shrugged his shoulders.

"Yes, it's no wonder people can afford Wesson Cabre underwear, which has a thick base." Li Hui smacked his mouth.

"Do you have a driving recorder?" Han Bin asked.

Zhou Yaxing nodded: "Yes."

"Let's take a look at the video of your parking last night." Han Bin suggested.

"Okay, I'll call it out for you."

Han Bin pointed to Sun Xiaopeng, motioning for him to follow up and check.

"Binzi, this case is getting weirder and weirder. A beggar can run wildly. Is it because we are out, or this world is too crazy." Li Hui said with emotion.

(End of this chapter)