Detective from the future

Chapter 597 Hidden
"I'm not lying! I picked up this motorcycle." Niu Jiamu shouted.

He Yingsheng from the second group scolded, "Why are you shouting, you can't speak well."

"I'm telling the truth. I picked up this motorcycle. What do you guys want?" Niu Jiamu straightened his neck and stared hard.

"Where did you pick it up?" Han Bin asked.

"Didn't I say it, it's illegal to pick it up in the field." Niu Jiamu spoke with a strong tone.

"In the field? In any field, there are all fields outside the village. What we want is the exact address." Zhu Jiaxu snorted and ordered, "Lao Zhang, He Zi, handcuff him and let him lead the way."

Niu Jiamu's wife ran over and stopped her, "Comrade policeman, my old cow has a bad temper. Don't be as knowledgeable as him. Let him take you wherever you want to go. Don't wear handcuffs. Otherwise, why should our family hang out in the village in the future, and let people poke our backs."

"Besides, my child has grown up. You have handcuffed the child's father. What kind of person is our family? How can we talk about getting married in the future?"

Zhu Jiaxu looked at Niu Jiamu and reprimanded him, "Look, a gentleman is not as sensible as your wife."

Niu Jiamu glared at his wife, "What do you know, stay at home honestly."

Niu Jiamu's wife was a little dissatisfied, "You are still fierce..."

Zhu Jiaxu became a little impatient, and waved to his subordinates.

Zhang Shungu and He Yingsheng put Niu Jiamu into the car.

Zhu Jiaxu took Niu Jiamu to identify the location where the motorcycle was found.

Han Bin stayed at Niu's house with a group of people.

Han Bin searched Niu's house carefully and found a helmet. Compared with the surveillance video, the style and color of the helmet were exactly the same.

Han Bin handed over the helmet to the technical department for identification.

Han Bin felt that there was something wrong with Niu Jiamu, and he might have lied.

"Comrade police, I've poured some water for you. Drink a glass of water and take a rest." Niu Jiamu's wife came out of the house, holding a plate in her hand with several glasses of water in it.

Han Bin definitely wouldn't drink this water, so he politely declined, "Thank you, you're welcome, just put the water on the table, and we'll get it ourselves if we're thirsty."

Niu Jiamu's wife said, "Comrade police, Jin Baolin, the instructor of the Beixing Town Police Station, is my uncle, do you know him?"

"I don't know each other. We are from the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Qindao City. We don't know much about the situation in the nearby police station." Han Bin said.

"Ah, it turned out to be a comrade from the city, that's amazing. Comrade policeman, my husband is an old farmer, honest and honest, and has never fought with anyone. What are you mobilizing people to come to our house?"

Han Bin asked instead, "What's your name?"

"My name is Jin Cuixia."

Han Bin asked, "Tell me the truth, how did your husband get his motorcycle?"

"Didn't he say it, he picked it up."

"Were you there when he picked up the motorcycle?"

"That didn't."

"When did you first see this motorcycle?"

"Just two days ago."

Han Bin asked, "Which day was the first two days?"

Jin Cuixia rolled her eyes, "Comrade policeman, don't scare me, I've already been frightened by such a big battle, so I don't even think about it."

"Let me tell you, the police are not so easy to fool. Since we are here, we will definitely investigate to the end. If you refuse to tell, you will not only harm yourself, but also your family."

Jin Cuixia shook her head and said, "I really don't know what you want me to say."

"Think about it carefully, when was the first time you saw that motorcycle, don't lie, we have a lot of investigation methods. We will adjust the monitoring, visit the neighbors around, as long as you lie, it is perjury, and you must He was arrested at the Public Security Bureau." Han Bin warned.

"Comrade policeman, don't scare me. What happened to that motorcycle? Was it stolen or what? I don't know what you guys are here for. What should I say?" Jin Cuixia answered irrelevantly.

Han Bin couldn't help giving the other party a high look. The other party talked with him for a long time, but he didn't give any useful clues, but deliberately set his own words.

Since he couldn't talk, Han Bin didn't bother to talk to him anymore, waiting for news from Zhu Jiaxu.

Bao Xing came out of the room, holding a photo frame in his hand, "Leader, I found something here."

"What clue?"

"Look for yourself." Bao Xing handed the photo frame to Han Bin.

Han Bin turned it over and saw a picture of three people, which looked like a family of three. Niu Jiamu and Jin Cuixia were sitting on a stool, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was standing behind.

Han Bin's eyes fell on the boy, "This is your son?"

Jin Cuixia seemed a little nervous, "Yes, what's wrong."

"Where is he?"

Jin Cuixia asked, "He's out on business, comrade policeman, what do you want my son for?"

Han Bin stared at the teenager in the photo, and felt that her figure was very similar to the one in the surveillance video.

"Do you have any other pictures of your son?"

Jin Cuixia took a step back, "No, no."

Han Bin ordered, "Bao Xing, go into the house and search again, Jin Cuixia, take out your mobile phone."

Jin Cuixia showed a nervous look, "Comrade policeman, what does this have to do with my son? What are you doing looking at his photos? He is not yet of age."

Han Bin didn't explain too much to her, and there was no need for that. He stretched out his right hand, "Take out the phone."

Jin Cuixia refused, "This motorcycle has nothing to do with me, what are you doing with my mobile phone?"

"The motorcycle was found at your home. Everyone in this family is suspected. If you say it's okay, it doesn't matter."

Han Bin asked for Jin Cuixia's mobile phone, flipped through the photos in the picture, and found more photos of her son.

After comparing multiple pictures, Han Bin found that her son's figure was very similar to the person in the surveillance video.

"What's your son's name?"

"Comrade policeman, this motorcycle really has nothing to do with my son!" Jin Cuixia shouted.

Han Bin said in a stern tone, "Whether it matters or not is not up to you. Whatever I ask you, you just say."

Jin Cuixia seemed a little nervous, holding her hands on her chest, "My son's name is... Niu Xin."

"Which one is new?"

"Three golden Xins."

Han Bin wrote it down in his notebook, "Where is your son now?"

"He has something to go out."

"Where did he go? He should still be in school at his age."

"He...he's not good enough for school. When he was freshman in high school, he always got into fights. Once he broke someone, he dropped out of school."

Han Bin said, "Has your son ever ridden that motorcycle?"

"After thinking about it, we will investigate. If you lie, we will definitely know."

Jin Cuixia hesitated for a while and said, "Comrade policeman, I also have work to do, so I can't be at home every day. I don't know very well about some things."

Han Bin glanced at Jin Cuixia and fell into a brief thought.

If the man riding the motorcycle in the surveillance is really Niu Xin, then he is likely to be the person who supported Zhu Weichao in prison, or he may have something to do with Zhu Weichao's death.

But Niu Xin was only 17 years old this year, and he was only [-] or [-] years old when Zhu Weichao was imprisoned. He said that he was behind the hiring of Zhu Weichao, and Han Bin didn't believe it.

First, Niu Xin was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old kid back then, where did he get the money to hire Zhu Weichao to commit crimes?

Second, according to Han Bin's speculation, Niu Xin is obviously more immature than Zhu Weichao, more like the one who was used as a gunman.

Han Bin changed the subject and said, "Do you know Zhu Weichao?"

Jin Cuixia froze for a moment, "I don't know."

"Where is Lin Qiuyun?"

"I don't know each other either." Jin Cuixia couldn't help asking, "Officer Han, what do these two people do, and what does it have to do with my son?"

Han Bin didn't answer, and continued to ask, "Where was your son Niu Xin between [-]:[-] p.m. and [-]:[-] a.m. on June [-]?"

Jin Cuixia said, "My son is so old, I can't control it anymore. Sometimes I often go to stay at a friend's house, and I don't know where he is."

Han Bin said, "In other words, your son is not at home."

"Comrade policeman, what's going on? Why are you asking about my son again?"

Han Bin cut to the chase, "Your husband didn't pick up that motorcycle at all, but your son drove it back, right?"

Jin Cuixia showed a look of horror on her face, "No, no, that motorcycle has nothing to do with my son, it was really picked up by my husband."

Han Bin kept staring at the other party's expression, and he could see that the other party looked very panicked.

In other words, Han Bin probably guessed right. The motorcycle had nothing to do with Niu Jiamu, but Niu Xin got it.

And the person who assisted Zhu Weichao to escape the prison and killed Zhu Weichao was probably Niu Xin.

With a decision in his mind, Han Bin stopped gossiping with her and went straight to the point, "Where is Niu Xin now?"

(End of this chapter)