Detective from The Future

Chapter 444: trial

"Woo..." A police car drove to the entrance of the factory.

Two men in police uniforms got out of the car. They were not here to catch the suspect, but to stabilize the people.

After hearing the gunshots, the people were too scared to go out.

When the police car rang, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The bold people chased the police car out to watch.

Even though some villagers don't like the police's control, some of them disagree, but when something really happens, they still believe the police in their hearts.

Before long, a lot of villagers were already surrounded by the factory.

"Come on, who asked you to come over, don't get together, go quickly." Village Chief Fang began to rush people.

However, the factory was located outside Nanjie Village, and people from other villages came to watch the excitement. The words of Chief Fang did not work for people from outside the village.

However, fortunately, there are policemen guarding, and the villagers dare not get too close to the factory.

At this time, the atmosphere in the factory was somewhat depressed.

The man fell in a pool of blood and he committed suicide.

Zeng Ping checked the pistol, and the magazine could only hold seven bullets. The suspect left the last bullet to himself, and the bullet went directly into the head.

Red and white scattered all over the ground.

"Sobbing..." Sun Xiaopeng vomited after only one glance.

Du Qi's face was very ugly, so he turned away.

Only Zeng Ping and Wang Xiao could remain calm at the scene.

"Captain Zeng, what should I do now?"

"Search, search the factory again to make sure there are no other suspects."

"Xiaopeng, go out first. Wang Xiao and Du Qi search with me."

"Yes."

Sun Xiaopeng wiped his mouth and put on a mask, "Team Zeng, I also participate in the search."

"You don't have a gun, so watch out in the yard."

Sun Xiaopeng nodded. Although he is tall, his courage is not big, his legs are already a little weak.

Zeng Ping and the three searched the factory first and searched the yard where people could hide. The dog kept barking.

These two dogs have probably eaten human flesh, smelled blood, and no one dared to approach them easily.

After searching the yard, there was only one large workshop left. The workshop had only one door, the door was closed and there was no lock.

Wang Xiao and Du Qi first climbed to the window and took a look inside, but there was no figure.

Zeng Ping shouted a few words but did not respond.

Afterwards, Wang Xiao jumped from the window sill to join Zeng Ping.

Ducci broke the glass of the window.

The drone entered the plant through the window.

The empty workshop on the left is a separate workshop, and the right is a room.

The drone circulated around the factory building, and no one was seen in the workshop or the house.

Afterwards, Zeng Ping and Wang Xiao opened the door, and after the gun battle just now, the two were careful this time.

The two went to the room first. The decoration in the room was very simple, there was not much furniture, only some basic daily necessities, and there was no place for Tibetans.

After searching the house, Du Qi also joined the two, and the three went to search the workshop together.

There is no door in the workshop, with transparent curtains hung. I peeped inside, but no one was found.

The three men walked into the workshop with their guns in hand. There was no one inside, but the contents inside attracted the attention of the three.

Three large freezers were found on the wall on the left, and a big bed was placed on the right with a pink mosquito net, and some love products were placed on the bed.

In the innermost part is a picture of a skeleton wearing a red cloak. The skeleton is holding a scepter in his hand and carved with a snake head.

Zeng Ping walked over and opened the first freezer, which contained a woven bag with an arm on top.

Wang Xiao opened the second freezer which was empty.

Du Qi opened the third freezer, was taken aback, and quickly took a step back.

"Team Zeng, found a head."

Zeng Ping also walked over, leaning over and looking up, "Zhao Xiaoshan."

...

It was seven o'clock in the evening.

Interrogation Room of Yuhua Branch Bureau.

Yang Zhichao sat in the interrogation chair, his eyes sluggish, and quietly looked forward.

"Crack..."

As soon as the door rang, the door of the interrogation room opened.

Ma Jingbo, Han Bin, and Li Hui walked in.

Ma Jingbo sat in the middle of the interrogation chair, and Han Bin and Li Hui sat on both sides.

After the three of them prepared the materials, Han Bin routinely asked, "Name, gender, age, hometown..."

"My name is Yang Zhichao. You can call me Chaochao. My birthday is March 3rd, 1995. I am a local from Qindao..."

Han Bin looked at the other party, "Yang Zhichao, do you know why you came here?"

Yang Zhichao shook his head and kept his mouth flat, "Comrade police, did you catch the wrong person?"

"It’s all here. Don’t be lucky. We won’t take the Internet easily without sufficient evidence in a gang case like this. Your accomplice in Nanjie Village has also been arrested. If you don’t explain, he will I can say the same." Han Bin persuaded.

Yang Zhichao lowered his head and sighed softly.

Han Bin hit the railroad while it was hot, "Frankly and leniently, it is good for you to actively cooperate with the police investigation."

Yang Zhichao raised his head and said sincerely, "Comrade police, I have no accomplices. I really don't know what you mean? I'm really a good man following the rules."

Han Bin stood up, walked over with three photos, and put the first photo on the interrogation chair, "Do you know this person?"

Yang Zhichao took a look, "I don't know, but I look familiar."

Han Bin took out the second photo and put it in front of Yang Zhichao, "This person."

"look familiar."

Han Bin showed him the third photo again.

Yang Zhichao took the photo and looked at it carefully, "I have seen this person, it seems... By the way, he came to us for a physical examination."

Han Bin smiled, "Okay, pretending to be a bit like."

"I didn't pretend, what I told was the truth." Yang Zhichao stared at Han Bin.

"These three people are Ren Jianhua, Cao Da, and Zhao Xiaoshan. They all have undergone medical examinations at the Yamada Medical Examination Center."

"Oh, no wonder I feel familiar, but does this have anything to do with me?"

"All three of them were killed."

"It's a pity, they are still so young." Yang Zhichao said regretfully.

Han Bin said coldly, "If you really think so, they won't die."

"Don't be kidding me. I have nothing to do with them. How can I kill them?"

Han Bin collected the three photos, "The three of them don't know each other, and the only connection is that they all had a medical examination at the Yamada Medical Examination Center."

Yang Zhichao retorted, "This does not prove that I am the murderer."

"Where were you on January 11, 2020?"

"Oh, it's Saturday, I will rest and stay at home."

"Who can prove it?"

Yang Zhichao asked, "I live alone, how can I find someone to prove it?"

"Where were you on January 18th?"

"Didn't I tell you, I will rest on Saturday."

"Is there any evidence?"

"Where were you on January 31st?"

"I'm home alone."

"When the three victims disappeared, you didn't have an alibi. Isn't it a coincidence?" Han Bin said.

"There have been more coincidences in this world, and there have been more people without alibi in these three days. Why do you say that I am the murderer? Is it possible that I have met three of them? This is too ridiculous." Yang Zhichao hummed. .

"In June 2019, did you rent a factory in Nanjie Village?"

"It seems so."

"Yes, yes, no?"

"Yes."

"What is that factory used for?" Han Bin asked.

Yang Zhichao was sweaty on his forehead and bit his lip. "Oh, a friend and I want to open a kennel together. I thought that the land was pretty good and we rented it. It's not illegal."

"How many dogs do you have?"

"The original plan was to raise more. Later, because of insufficient funds, I decided to raise two and try it out. After a few years, my hands were loose and I would invest more."

"What's your friend's name?"

"Song Baijiang."

"phone number?"

Yang Zhichao recalled, "155738XXXXXX"

"Remember very clearly."

"Yes, my memory is okay."

"This is Song Baijiang's phone number?"

"Yes."

"Bang!" Ma Jingbo slapped his face. "Nonsense, this is obviously your mobile phone number. What I want is not his mobile phone number, but his own mobile phone number."

Ma Jingbo already knew that another suspect had committed suicide, but the identity of the other suspect has not yet been figured out.

Yang Zhichao lowered his head and said nothing.

"Yang Zhichao, your accomplice has been arrested. It will not do you any good to protect him." Han Bin said coldly.

"I don't know much about him. You might as well ask him himself."

Ma Jingbo pointed at him, "Don't know what is good or bad, we ask you, it is to create conditions for you to make merit."

"But I really don't know his situation." Yang Zhichao shrugged.

"How did you two meet?"

"We both like dogs. One day I went to buy a dog. I met him in the dog market. The two of us could chat well and became friends."

"Boom boom."

There was a knock on the door outside the interrogation room, and then Tian Li opened the door and stood at the door.

Ma Jingbo and Han Bin walked out.

Li Hui stayed and looked at the suspect Yang Zhichao.

Yang Zhichao licked his tongue, his voice was hoarse, "Comrade police, can I smoke a cigarette?"

Seeing the appearance of the other party, Li Hui couldn't help but think of the photos in his house, and shuddered, "In special times, you can't even take off the mask. What cigarettes do you still smoke."

"Crack..." The door of the interrogation room opened, Ma Jingbo and Han Bin walked in, Ma Jingbo still holding a copy of the document.

"Yang Zhichao."

"in."

Ma Jingbo leaned on the table, "Do you have a white Toyota."

Yang Zhichao cherishes words like gold, "Yes."

"Where is the car?"

"Can not remember."

"Then I'll help you think about it." Ma Jingbo pulled out a photo from the profile, "Is this your car?"

Yang Zhichao looked up, his face turned a little ugly, "Yes."

"Now remember where you put it?"

Yang Zhichao hesitated, "It seems to be lent to Song Baijiang."

"anything else?"