Detective from the future

Chapter 290 Suspicion
The third prison is located on the outskirts of Qindao City, where Qin Pingshan was detained.

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

Qin Pingshan is about 50 years old, and his hair is already a little gray. After seeing Han Bin and Zhao Ming, he bowed ninety degrees.

"Hello, two leaders!"

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

"I don't know, but I will obey the leader's order." Qin Pingshan said hastily.

Han Bin was very satisfied with the other party's attitude, and thought to himself, the educated people here are more sensible than those outside.

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

"Lv Jiawei." Qin Pingshan muttered, and asked, "Lv Jiawei from Xizhaiying Village?"

"Correct."

"I know, but he died a long time ago." Qin Pingshan said.

"How do you know he's dead?"

"Ten years ago, Lu Jiawei wanted to open a factory, but he didn't have enough money, so he asked me to borrow money. Who knew that this kid died, and the money I lent him was in vain." Qin Pingshan sighed.

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

"Back then... hey, let me tell you the truth, I was greedy for the interest back then. I didn't know him very well, but the interest he gave me was relatively high, so I lent him the money." Qin Pingshan Said.

"The money lenders just talk about money lenders. Why are you beating around the bush and talking so much?" Zhao Ming snorted.

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

"Yes, it's not easy. No one's money comes from the wind, right?"

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

"I have been chasing him for it. I believe that when he has money, he will definitely return it to me." Qin Pingshan said.

"You never thought of killing his whole family to vent your anger?" Zhao Ming asked tentatively.

"Look at what you said, I dare not, I dare not."

"July 2009, 7, between twelve and four in the morning, where were you?" Han Bin asked.

"I can't remember."

"I 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 hastily denied it.

"Qin Pingshan, you can be regarded as a bastard. We smart people don't speak dark words. If we don't have any evidence, we won't come to you. Are you going to put us away with a few words?" Zhao Ming snorted.

"No, no, I don't think so."

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

"No, I'm thinking right now, I must cooperate with our police." Qin Pingshan's face changed slightly, and he quickly changed his words.

Han Bin was not in a hurry, leaned on the chair, and waited quietly for him to speak.

"Hey, Lu Jiawei's death really has nothing to do with me. We are in debt. If someone dies, who do we go with?" Qin Pingshan sighed and said slowly: "Remember, when I learned that Lu Jiawei After he died, I felt more uncomfortable than anyone else. I guess he had a fight with his own father, and no one will pay me back after he died."

"At that time, I went to Lu Jiawei's house, but the adults in their family died, and Lu Jiawei didn't have any money left. There was only a dilapidated house where people were burned to death. It was a haunted house, and no one would buy it. I can't get this money back." Qin Pingshan said, swallowing his saliva: "Leader, can you give me a cigarette."

Han Bin nodded slightly, and Zhao Ming on the side lit a Zhonghua 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 here, I have never smoked such a good cigarette."

"Please explain carefully. Before leaving, I will leave you with a pack of cigarettes." Han Bin said.

"Thank you leader, thank you leader."

Qin Pingshan took another two puffs of cigarettes: "The debt cannot be collected, and my loss is huge. I was a little angry back then, so I asked on the road to see who was responsible for the case."

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

"Guess, besides, I know these brothers on the road, and their news is well-informed. Even if there is news from the police, I dare not inquire about it." Qin Pingshan took a deep breath and finished a cigarette: "Leader, is there 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 Zhonghua. You can smoke this pack of cigarettes."

"Thank you, leader." Qin Pingshan quickly took it out, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said with a look of aftertaste on his face: "I must have thought about it at the time. The case is so big that ordinary people may not dare to do it. People on the road did it." The suspicion is even greater."

"Later, I inquired about it, and I really got some clues. There was a kid named Cao Erhu who was also on the Tao. This kid could fight, dare to fight, and was ruthless enough. He was famous on the Tao. It is said that before the 715 case , he asked his brothers on the road about Lu Jiawei; and after the 715 case happened, he left Qindao, but I don’t know if it’s true or not.”

"Why did he ask about Lu Jiawei?"

"I don't know that either."

"Is Cao Erhu's real name?"

"I don't know, anyway, people on the road call it that."

"Does he have any characteristics?"

"This kid has a scar on his face and a big bald head. I'm not very familiar with him. I've only met him two or three times. I can't remember the exact appearance." Qin Pingshan recalled.

"Do you know Liang Zhibo?"

"do not know."

"Where's Wang Jinbao?"

"I have a little impression that this kid seems to have been on the road, but I'm not very familiar with it."

"Wang Jinbao and Cao Erhu are both gangsters, do they know each other?"

Qin Pingshan took a puff of smoke: "I don't know, but as far as I know, they are different."

"Why is it different?"

"The way of mixing is different, Wang Jinbao is just taking advantage of loopholes, cheating and abducting, and getting some money; Cao Erhu is different, this kid dares to fight and kill, and he fights with ruthlessness. I heard that this kid has a murder case in his hands. "

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

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

"Do Lu Jiawei and Cao Erhu know each other?" Han Bin asked.

"Leader, do you think Cao Erhu killed Lu Jiawei?" Qin Pingshan asked tentatively.

Han Bin stared at the other party for a while: "Lv Jiawei is not dead."

"What, he didn't die, how is this possible!" Qin Pingshan said in surprise.

"Is it necessary for the police to lie to you?" Zhao Ming snorted.

"The grandson isn't dead, so who was the one who burned to death?" Qin Ping was stunned for a while, then scolded: "Damn, this grandson must be trying to evade debts, it's really not a fucking thing..."

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 be used as evidence against the suspect.

Cao Erhu is suspected.

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

(End of this chapter)