Detective from the future

Chapter 690 Wang Donggen

"Cut." The tattooed man pouted, somewhat disdainfully.

This kind of posture that he thought he was handsome with one hand in his pocket was the rest of his tricks.

The tattooed man lit a cigarette, didn't bother to take another look at the three young men, and walked straight out of the shop.

However, three raw melon eggs that he didn't look up to actually blocked his way.

The tattooed man raised his head and took a puff of smoke, "What are you doing? Your eyes are made out of anger. Get out of the way."

Regardless of the number of people on the other side, men with tattoos are not cowardly at all. Fighting is not all about everyone, but it depends on who strikes hard.

He is also well-known in the Tao, and no one in this area dares to play tricks on him.

He has already made preparations, as long as the three raw melon eggs dare to challenge, he will grab the wine bottle next to him, aim at one person and do it, and the others will most likely be scared away.

He has seen a lot of people who talk about being brothers and running away when things happen.

The idea and attitude of the tattooed man is more or less stimulated by alcohol.

The leading young man shouted abruptly, "Wang Donggen."

"Why are you calling me?" As soon as the words came out, the man with the tattoo became sober.

Before, he regarded these three people as ordinary young people and didn't pay much attention to them.

The other party's ability to call out his name was obviously prepared, but that was different, the tattooed man was a little more vigilant.

"What are you..." Just as the tattooed man asked, the three people on the opposite side had already moved, and two of them had already rushed towards him.

What is even more frightening is that the leading man took out a gun and pointed directly at the tattooed man, "Police, don't move!"

The black pistol and the yelling made the tattooed man a little scared, and the hand touching the wine bottle was half a beat behind.

At this moment, two young men rushed over, threw him to the ground from left to right, and held his arms.

The tattooed man instinctively wanted to resist, but when he saw the black pistol, he was still afraid.

Immediately afterwards, the tattooed man was firmly held down and handcuffed.

Han Bin put away his pistol, "What's your name?"

The tattooed man came back to his senses and looked up at Han Bin, "Wang Donggen."

"Do you know why they arrested you?"

"No, I don't know."

"Crack!" Bao Xing on the side gave him a twitch, "Say it again."

"I really don't know." Wang Donggen stiffened his neck, feeling ashamed to be brainwashed by a young man.

Jiang Yang held the other party down and searched carefully, and took out a fruit knife from his pocket.

"What are you doing with the knife?"

"Peel an apple."

"Where is the ghost?" Han Bin waved his hand, "Take it away."

Wang Donggen pouted his buttocks and shouted, "Why did you arrest me? Are you a real policeman? I want to see my ID, I want to see my ID."

Han Bin showed his police officer ID, "See clearly, are we the police?"

As soon as he saw the police officer's certificate, Wang Donggen immediately froze.

Han Bin took advantage of the situation and asked, "Do you know why you were arrested now?"

Wang Donggen's eyes flickered, "I just ate a king's meal, and I paid half of the meal back, so I won't be arrested."

Han Bin frowned, "What are you talking about, take it back."

"I'm wronged, where are you taking me?"

Han Bin turned his head to look at the proprietress, the waitress, and the restaurant owner who just came out, "Sorry to disturb your business."

"It's okay, don't bother me." The proprietress smiled, this time from the bottom of her heart.

Just now, she saw the conflict between Wang Donggen and Han Bin and others, and she wanted to try to persuade the fight. Although she was disgusted with Wang Donggen, it was her own restaurant after all, and if there was a real fight, it would be her own restaurant that would suffer first.

Unexpectedly, the situation changed drastically in the blink of an eye, the policemen actually arrested Wang Donggen, and she felt extremely happy in her heart.

The waitress at the side looked at the back of Han Bin leaving, and murmured, "So handsome!"

……

The third interrogation room of the Municipal Criminal Investigation Brigade.

Wang Donggen was handcuffed on the interrogation chair, looking a little embarrassed.

Han Bin, Jiang Yang, and Bao Xing entered the interrogation room one after another.

Han Bin cut to the chase, "Wang Donggen, do you know why you were arrested now?"

"I don't know." Wang Donggen shook his head.

Before, he was only stupefied by the shock, so he would talk about eating the overlord's meal. After calming down, he thought that the police would never look for him for such a trivial matter, let alone come so soon.

"Then let me remind you, did you go to Fanglong Storage Company yesterday?"

Wang Donggen answered very simply, "No."

"Then do you know about Fanglong Storage Company being robbed?"

"I don't know. It's the first time I've heard of it. You don't think I did it, do you. I'm wronged."

"Bang bang!" Bao Xing knocked on the table, "Nine out of ten people sitting in your position complained of injustice, and the result of the first interrogation was all revealed."

Wang Donggen looked aggrieved, "Why do you say I'm guilty? Is it because I have a criminal record? That doesn't mean I'll be a bad person all my life."

Han Bin said sternly, "Since we brought you here, we have evidence, and now is your chance to plead guilty."

Wang Donggen knocked on the chair vigorously, "I don't need any chance to plead guilty, because I am not guilty at all."

Han Bin stood up and walked to Wang Donggen, pointing to his arm, "How did you get this tattoo?"

"Of course it's a tattoo. It's not illegal."

Han Bin asked, "Apart from you, does anyone else have this tattoo?"

"How is it possible? This kind of thing is unique. If the tattoos are all the same, what's the point of having a tattoo?"

"Are you sure your tattoo is unique?"

"Sure, this is a symbol of status, what's wrong?" Wang Donggen was a little confused, wondering what was wrong with Han Bin, and was interested in his tattoo.

Han Bin picked up a few photos from the table, and put a photo with a gun in front of him, "Does this look familiar?"

Wang Donggen took a look, "He wears a hood and covers his head tightly, what can I see?"

"Where's the gun?"

"never seen it."

"What about this one?" Han Bin changed to another picture of a tattooed man.

Wang Donggen glanced again, "I haven't seen it before."

Han Bin pointed to the location of the tattoo, "Look carefully, what is this?"

Wang Donggen took a careful look, his face changed slightly, "Why does this tattoo look so much like mine?"

Han Bin picked up his clothes, "It's not like, but exactly the same."

Wang Donggen picked up the photo and looked at it carefully, "How is this possible, why does this person have the same tattoo as mine?"

Han Bin said, "I still want to ask you?"

"This... I don't know either." Wang Donggen was also a little confused, he hesitated, "Could there be some misunderstanding?"

"What misunderstanding?"

"I don't know either." Wang Donggen panicked, "This person is not me."

"You just said that your tattoo is unique, so how do you explain this photo?"

Wang Donggen's forehead was covered with fine sweat, "I don't know if someone framed me and intentionally tattooed the same pattern as me."

"You have a good idea, so tell me, who would do that?"

"I don't know. I've been wronged. I haven't been to any storage company. Although this person has the same tattoo as mine, it's really not me."

Han Bin changed the question, "Where were you between ten o'clock and eleven o'clock yesterday morning?"

"I am home."

"What are you doing at home?"

"Lay on the bed and play with your phone."

"Who can prove it?"

Wang Donggen was in a hurry, "I am a bachelor, and there is no one else in my family, who can I ask for proof?"

"Now you are not asking me, but I am asking you."

"let me see……"

Wang Donggen twisted his hands together, closed his eyes and thought for a while, "By the way, I was chatting with a woman at the time, and there are chat records. If you don't believe me, you can check it."

Bao Xing snorted, "Don't play tricks, even if you really have chat records, it doesn't prove that you were the one who chatted at that time."

"No, no, I can prove it, I can prove it."

"how to prove?"

"We are video chatting, she can see mine, if you don't believe me, you can ask her."

(End of this chapter)