Detective from The Future

Ma Jingbo's guess is bold, but it does exist.

If Zhao Xiaoshan really died because of his work, then finding another industry he was engaged in is probably the breakthrough point in the case.

"Captain Ma, is there any news from the bank?" Han Bin asked.

You can find the account that pays him salary through the exchange of funds, and then find the relevant personnel.

"The bank has not officially started work, only the staff on duty; application procedures are still needed, and the efficiency will not be too high. It is estimated that we will have to wait until tomorrow." Ma Jingbo shook his head and asked:

"How are the clues of the car checked? Can you contact the BMW manufacturer?"

"Cough." Tian Li coughed lightly: "I checked in the system, there is no car under Zhao Xiaoshan's name."

Isn't that BMW his? Everyone was a little surprised.

"I checked the license plate number of the BMW. The owner is called Ma Mingren, a native of Qindao. I bought this BMW in 2014. There is no record of sale or transfer."

Ma Jingbo held the table with both hands: "This is interesting. What is the relationship between this Ma Mingren and Zhao Xiaoshan? He is willing to lend him a BMW. And from the reaction of Ning Yuerong and Zhao Xiaoshan's parents, Zhao Xiaoshan should have been using it. This car."

"Have you contacted Ma Mingren?"

Tian Li shrugged: "I made a call, but his mobile phone was turned off, so I can't contact him temporarily."

"Through other means, continue to contact the owner Ma Mingren."

"understood."

Ma Jingbo seemed to think of something, and turned to look at Zeng Ping aside: "Captain Zeng, how is the suspicious cell phone location check?"

"The communication company used the base station to determine the approximate range of the mobile phone. The area is located between the two villages to the north of Cheng'an Village and the south of Jiabai Village. It is relatively empty and there are no witnesses and monitoring." Zeng Ping took out his mobile phone and looked through it. Take a moment:

"I suspect that the murderer’s nest may be nearby. According to my speculation, it may be a remote factory. We drove around. Most of the factories locked their doors. We wrote down the address and took photos. At the same time, we also collected surrounding surveillance cameras."

"We have basically figured out the situation there, and if necessary, we can mobilize the police to search all the factories."

Ma Jingbo shook his head: "At this point, if no evidence is available, I guess the leaders will not agree to a large-scale search, so as not to cause unnecessary panic."

"I think so too." Zeng Ping also felt that there was no need for a large-scale search for the time being.

If it can be found, it is of course meritorious; but now is a special period. If it can not be found, who will bear the pot?

Will it cause local panic?

This is all to be considered.

Of course, not checking it now does not mean not checking it in the future. They have already grasped the situation in the neighborhood and can apply for a search warrant as long as there are clues to the two villages again.

...

After get off work, Han Bin took Li Hui's car home as usual.

Li Hui glanced at the pedestrians on the road, basically wearing masks: "Binzi, it's really boring to have a new year."

"It's not just you thinking that, the people of the whole country are the same." Han Bin grabbed the top of his head with his nails, which can relieve physical fatigue.

"When will this matter be over, you are very awkward even when investigating the case. We went to the village today. Those villagers who saw us, fled far away."

Han Bin shook his head: "A ghost only knows."

Li Hui sighed, feeling a little depressed.

Han Bin glanced at him: "Your girlfriend hasn't come back yet?"

"She didn't go home for the New Year this year."

"Then you sigh."

Li Hui smiled bitterly: "I'm not at work now. She usually doesn't come out in the house she rents, and she doesn't contact with outsiders. Although she didn't say anything, we have to consciously not."

"you are right."

After returning to the community, Han Bin did not go to his parents' house, but went directly to his own house.

Han Bin is in good health and has strong immunity, but his grandfather is getting older, so he decided to avoid contact with his family in order to be safe.

When he got home, Han Bin said to his mother. His mother sighed and wanted to give Han Bin something to eat, but Han Bin refused.

He also has instant noodles, ham, canned fish, beer, and apples at home, and he can also make up a great dinner.

Han Bin cooked two bags of instant noodles, a ham, a canned fish, and opened a bottle of beer. He ate and watched the news broadcast.

After eating, Han Bin simply washed and rinsed, and was too lazy to clean up, lying on the bed directly to sleep.

The next morning, Han Bin’s mother hung up breakfast at the door of his home. Han Bin said a few words across the door, took the breakfast hanging on the door handle, and went to work.

The branch cafeteria now only has lunch and dinner, and it is still not allowed to eat in the cafeteria, and now the system is divided into meals.

When many people talk about the meal-sharing system, they think it is a foreigner's way of eating, but it is not.

In ancient China, the meal system was adopted, and it was not until the beginning of the Song Dynasty that they ate around the table.

I won’t say whether the meal-sharing system is good or bad, but at least in this situation, the meal-sharing system is safer.

After arriving in the conference room, Han Bin found that half of the team members were eating instant noodles. He couldn't help but feel a little grateful that he had a good mother.

This instant noodle is good to eat once in a while, but it is unbearable to eat it every day.

After Ma Jingbo came to the meeting room, he talked with Zeng Ping for a while. After that, Zeng Ping took people to the traffic police monitoring center and used Skynet to monitor and investigate the traces of Zhao Xiaoshan, the car and the suspect.

Han Bin and others stayed in the branch for investigation.

For the police, knowing the identity of a person is not difficult to find him.

Although the mobile phone number registered by the owner Ma Mingren at the vehicle management office is turned off, it does not mean that he has no other mobile phone number.

Taking a step back, even if the phone is turned off, it can still be located.

After contacting the communications company again, he found another mobile phone card under Ma Mingren's name.

After Tian Li contacted Ma Mingren, he asked the other party to come to the Yuhua sub-bureau, but the other party said that the community was blocked and only need to go out, not to enter, and temporarily unable to come to the police station.

In fact, at this moment, everyone is reluctant to go out, let alone come to the police station.

In order not to delay the progress of the investigation, Han Bin took Zhao Ming to Ma Mingren's home to make a transcript, and Ma Jingbo and Tian Li stayed in the branch.

Ma Mingren's family lives in the Qianda community, and there is indeed a security check and temperature measurement at the entrance of the community. It is not the owners of the community that are not allowed to enter.

Even if you rent a house in the community, as long as you leave the community, you are not allowed to enter.

Han Bin showed the police officer's card, and the security of the community naturally did not dare to stop it. However, Han Bin still cooperated with the other party to check his temperature, and then entered the community with Zhao Ming.

Knowing that Han Bin and others had arrived at Qianda Community, Ma Mingren was a little surprised, but agreed to meet Han Bin and others.

Room 1203, Unit 2, Building 3.

After Han Bin knocked on the door, a middle-aged man opened the door. The man wore two layers of masks, eyes, and a scarf, and wrapped himself tightly.

"Are you Ma Mingren?"

"I am." The middle-aged man made a please gesture and let Han Bin and others into the house: "Comrade police, what do you call it?"

"My last name is Han."

"You are from the Criminal Investigation Team of Yuhua Branch?"

"Correct."

"Years ago, Director Song and I had dinner together, and the relationship was good." Ma Mingren smiled.

"Director Song seems to be in charge of economic investigation."

"Yes, yes, we have known each other for many years." Ma Mingren asked Han Bin to sit on the sofa: "Officer Han, everyone is wearing masks. I don't ask you to smoke."

Han Bin smiled. We are from the Criminal Investigation Squad. Is it useful for you to talk to an acquaintance of the investigation?

Besides, Ma Jingbo belongs to the city criminal investigation team. Even if you have a good relationship with the deputy head of the branch, can you manage him?

Han Bin sat on the sofa and observed the room. The furniture was very simple and there was thick dust on the coffee table: "You don't usually live here?"

"Yes, I still have a house in this community. I usually invite friends to come here." Ma Mingren said perfunctorily and asked:

"Sergeant Han, what can you do with me?"

Han Bin didn't believe Ma Mingren's words, the house didn't look like it was for guests, but he didn't expose the other party:

"I want to know something with you."

"What do you say, I must cooperate with the work."

"Mr. Ma, do you have a BMW under your name?"

"Correct."

"Where's the car?"

"It's in the garage."

"What's the license plate number?"

"Lu B886XX"

Han Bin frowned. This license plate is not the one driven by Zhao Xiaoshan. The white BMW license plate is Lu B516XX.

"Mr. Ma, how many cars do you have?"

"I count... three, no, four, it should be four."

Zhao Ming was surprised: "You don't know how many cars you have."

"Some are in my name, some are in my wife's name, and some are in my son's name. If you ask violently, I'm a little confused."

"A white BMW Lu B516xx, is it your car?"

"Yes, it's mine. I gave it to my wife for her birthday a few years ago."

"Where is the car?"

"I don't know. I haven't driven that car. I have to ask my wife."

"A BMW car, it's not the same thing for you?" Zhao Ming felt that the other party's reaction was a little abnormal.

"I usually drive my own car. Although the car is in my name, it was given to my wife long ago, so I never asked."

"Then what car do you usually drive?"

"A Maybat, a Wrangler, and a 740. Switch on."

Well, Zhao Ming's doubts about these three cars have been eliminated a lot.

The white Lu B516xx BMW car is just a five-series.

Nothing compares.

"Where is your wife, call her over?" Han Bin said.

"I don't know where she is."

"Is she home, you don't know."

"We didn't live together."

Han Bin wrinkled: "Where does your wife live?"

"She should be Rongjingyuan."

"What do you mean, how many houses in your house?"

"There are four sets of Qindao."

"Call your wife and call her over."

Ma Mingren scratched his head and sighed: "Officer Han, you have been asking for a long time, what's the matter?"

Han Bin closed his notebook: "Do you know someone named Zhao Xiaoshan?"