Detective from The Future

Offices of the Second Squadron of the City Criminal Investigation Team.

"Papa..." As soon as Han Bin returned to the office, there was a round of applause.

Squadron Captain Ma Jingbo was the leader of the applause.

Han Bin was a little confused.

What's the situation?

Ma Jingbo walked over and patted Han Bin on the shoulder, "Han Bin, your kid has solved several big cases in Yuhua branch. But the old saying goes well. The hero doesn't mention the bravery in the past. This is what you cracked in the city bureau. The first case."

Although it was Ding Xifeng's idea to transfer Han Bin from the Yuhua branch to the city criminal investigation team, Ma Jingbo also supported him. He also transferred Han Bin to his squadron as the leader, although he believed in Han Bin's ability.

However, there is a saying called Nangan Beizhi. Many talents have changed their environment, but they have become mediocre. No one can guarantee that the talents of Yuhua Branch will be able to go smoothly when they arrive at the city criminal investigation team.

In this case, Han Bin provided the most important evidence. The suspect was captured within one day, and the suspect was allowed to confess the next day. This kind of case handling efficiency was enough to be proud of the entire Qindao City Public Security Bureau.

At the same time, this also proved Ding Xifeng and Ma Jingbo's vision.

In addition to Ma Jingbo, several players also complimented Han Bin.

Especially Bao Xing, praised Han Bin severely.

Seeing that everyone’s attitude does not seem to be fake, Han Bin also feels a little bit more of a sense of belonging to this group, and smiled, "Everyone is right. This is the first case that I have solved since I came to the Municipal Bureau. It has my own efforts. It’s also inseparable from everyone’s support. In this way, I’ll have a treat tonight and let’s celebrate."

Ma Jingbo smiled, "Yeah, there are unexpected gains."

"Haha..." Everyone also laughed.

Han Bin is not a stingy person, and immediately said, "Qianqian, I will leave the order to you."

Huang Qianqian bared her little tiger's teeth, "Group leader, what shall we eat tonight?"

Han Bin pretended to think for a while, "By the way, who last time...your cousin, didn't you give me a discount card? Let's just go and cheer."

"It's hard to say about other restaurants, this restaurant is ready, I must be able to reserve a good seat." Huang Qianqian promised, patting her chest.

In the afternoon, Han Bin notified the college to clear the site in advance, and took Chen Haijing to the foreign teacher's dormitory to identify the site.

...

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Siming Street.

Four Seasons Restaurant.

Two taxis stopped at the door, and seven people got out of the car. It was Han Bin and others from the Second Squadron of the City Criminal Investigation Team.

Ma Jingbo got out of the car, glanced at the Four Seasons Restaurant, and pointed to the two lanterns hanging in the restaurant, "Yeah, the atmosphere in this restaurant feels good."

Huang Qianqian introduced, "Captain, the decoration here is also unique, and I'm sure you will be refreshed."

At this time, it was the place to eat. The tables in the lobby on the first floor were basically full. Many of them were young couples in their twenties, or even a few friends.

Huang Qianqian was also regarded as half the host, greeted the waiter, and took Han Bin and others upstairs, still in the same private room last time.

Ma Jingbo observed it and laughed, "This thing is tatami mats. This is my first time to sit, but we went to the Northeast to arrest people and visit a local policeman's house. Their Northeast Da Kang felt similar to this."

Huang Qianqian was a little bit dumbfounded, "At that time, I asked my cousin if there was any pork stewed vermicelli in the restaurant."

"Boom." A knock on the door came from outside.

Then, the sliding door was opened, and two waiters came in with wooden trays. They put two plates of edamame, seven glasses of ice water, seven white towels, and a menu.

Han Bin waved his hand, "You are welcome, please order what you want."

Huang Qianqian handed the menu to Ma Jingbo.

Ma Jingbo took a look and gave it to Huang Qianqian, "This is the first time I have eaten this Japanese cuisine. You are familiar with it, so watch it."

"Group leader." Huang Qianqian passed the menu to Han Bin again.

"You're welcome, please order."

Huang Qianqian bared her little tiger's teeth, "Then I will be welcome."

Han Bin ate an edamame, which tasted good and suitable for drinking.

"The horse team, what would you like to drink?"

"What kind of wine is there?" Ma Jingbo asked.

"Sake, and beer." The waiter said.

"We don't have to be accustomed to drinking sake, let's have a barrel of beer." Ma Jingbo said.

Huang Qianqian was optimistic about the menu and started to order, "Take a takoyaki, tempura, grilled eel, sushi, sashimi, tonkatsu, croquette, yakitori, these dishes are probably almost the same, what do you want to eat for the staple food? ?"

Han Bin smiled. Now that they are all at the Japanese restaurant, "Then I must eat ramen."

Bao Xing echoed, "Me too."

Li Qin smiled and said, "I want a udon noodle. Ever since I saw a gourmet, I have always wanted to try it."

Huang Qianqian nodded hurriedly, "I've seen this too. Uncle eats really deliciously."

After ordering the meal, everyone sat and chatted together.

The case of falling from a building was cracked today. Everyone is in a good mood and the tone of speech is a lot lighter.

But while talking, I talked about the murder of old black Mike.

While eating edamame, Ma Jingbo said, "It tastes good, Qianqian, let them serve two more plates later, this thing is more wine than meat."

"Han Bin, how are you going to investigate Mike's case?"

"The horse team, I will listen to your arrangements."

Ma Jingbo snorted, "Say less slippery."

Han Bin thought for a moment, "I think there are two main clues to the investigation. The first one is to trace the white modern SUV."

"Second, according to Hal's description, Mike's brother was killed by a man named Liao in the United States. Hal suspected that Mike was also killed by Liao, but because Liao was in the United States, we couldn't see anyone at all. Let’s talk about uploading."

"However, I asked Harto's friends in the United States to check Liao Ge. Before he was released on bail, Hal finally received a reply. They did not find out the details of Liao Ge. However, a frontal photo of Liao Ge was taken."

While talking, Han Bin took out his phone and clicked on the photo, and handed it to Ma Jingbo who was aside.

Ma Jingbo took a closer look, "No impression, but looking at a gentleman."

"Look at it too." Han Bin handed the phone to other colleagues.

Unfortunately, no one knew Brother Liao.

Han Bin continued, "I also have the mentality of being a dead horse doctor. I want all the people involved in Mike's murder to look at Brother Liao's photos. Does anyone know or meet Brother Liao? If Mike died During that time, Brother Liao happened to be on Qindao, so he was suspected."

"Yes." Ma Jingbo nodded, but he didn't have much hope for the Liao brother who is far away in the United States. He is going to focus on tracing the suspected vehicle.

"Boom." The door rang.

Two waiters pushed the door and walked in. One was holding a barrel of beer, and the other was holding a wooden plate with a plate of takoyaki, a plate of croquette, and grilled eel.

The attitude of the waiter is good, and it is a match for Haidilao. He took the initiative to pour a glass of beer with everyone, greeted everyone with a smile, and did not appear to be impatient.

The waiter prepared the food and went out, Han Bin greeted him, "You are welcome, try them all."

"What is called a croquette, I have to try it." Ma Jingbo clamped a piece, took a bite, and tasted it. "Well, isn't this just potato shreds, but it tastes good and delicious."

"Captain, there is not only potato shreds in this croquette, but also rich ingredients, pork, onions, eggs, cheese, etc. It's not easy to make."

Han Bin picked up a piece of eel, which was sweet. "This eel tastes good. You can buy two and roast it yourself in the future."

Huang Qianqian caught a takoyaki and smiled, "I still like this."

"Boom." There was another knock on the door outside.

Then, a beautiful lady with a graceful figure walked in. It was Wang Ting, the female owner of this restaurant.

Han Bin opened his chopsticks and smiled. Isn't that the right thing? Otherwise, why did he go to this restaurant?

Doesn't it fragrant to grill?

Isn't hot pot fragrant?