Detective from the future

Chapter 897 Value

Han Bin struck while the iron was hot, "What time did you go to Guanghe Community last night?"

"I should have arrived around 09:30."

"Tell me about your attire?"

"I..." Zhong Xiuyuan took a deep breath and swallowed, "I'm wearing a hat, a mask, a black overcoat, and a black backpack. It should be like this, I can't remember the rest .”

Han Bin took out his mobile phone and clicked on a photo, "Is this you?"

Zhong Xiuyuan took a look and shrank his neck, "It's me."

Hearing Zhong Xiuyuan's words, the other team members also breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that this was the only evidence that could link Zhong Xiuyuan.

Han Bin looked serious, and continued to bluff, "Zhong Xiuyuan, the police have already investigated your whereabouts and what you committed, and asking you to take the initiative to confess is to give you a chance to make meritorious deeds and reduce your sentence."

"Yes, I will definitely cooperate with the police investigation."

"Why did you go to Jin Zhiwen's house last night?"

Zhong Xiuyuan sighed softly, "Jin Zhiwen said that he knew who killed Dong Yubei, and he also said that he had evidence of the murder in his hand, and asked me to bring money to buy evidence."

"Believe what he says."

"He showed me a photo of Lou Hexiang kneeling in front of Dong Yubei. The background was the scene where Dong Yubei was killed. I believed him."

Han Bin asked, "Do you know Lou Hexiang?"

"Yes, Dong Yubei let me see his photo."

"How do you know Jin Zhiwen?"

"I..." Zhong Xiuyuan pointed to the cigarette case on the table, "Captain Han, can I have a cigarette?"

Han Bin took out his own cigarette from his pocket, lit one and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Zhong Xiuyuan took two deep puffs of cigarettes, and relaxed a little, "I've been quite depressed these days. Yu Bei died, and my child was gone. My wife was also locked up as a suspect. I've been walking and reciting words .

This is a family building, and there are colleagues living in the surrounding area. If there is a fart in the government unit, it will spread. To be honest, I don’t even bother to go to work.

A few days ago, I wanted to pay homage to Yu Bei and the child. I burned some paper money and some fruits for them, and I also brought a bottle of wine myself. I burned the paper and drank at the same time.I don't know why I did this, maybe I feel better. "

Zhong Xiuyuan wiped his eyes, squeezed out the cigarette butt with his palm, and fell into memory...

A few days ago, on Wuhua Mountain.

Not far from the cordon, Zhong Xiuyuan sat on the ground burning paper and poured a bottle of Wuliangye directly into his mouth.

Jin Zhiwen walked up to him and sized him up carefully, "Brother, a woman was killed a few days ago, are you worshiping her?"

Zhong Xiuyuan turned his head and looked at him without answering.

"I've seen the murdered woman, it's a fate, but it's a pity, she died so young and beautiful. By the way, what's your relationship with her?"

Zhong Xiuyuan still ignored him.

Jin Zhiwen lit a cigarette and sat next to Zhong Xiuyuan, "Don't think that I talk too much, brother. I always think that meeting is a kind of fate, just like Dong Yubei and me. She made a big impression on me."

Zhong Xiuyuan finally responded, "Do you know Dong Yubei?"

"It's not acquaintance. On the day she went up the mountain, I happened to be taking pictures on the mountain, so I took some photos and videos of her. Later, when the police visited, they also took the initiative to talk to me, and I also provided them with some evidence."

Zhong Xiuyuan asked, "What evidence? Did you see the scene where Dong Yubei was killed?"

Jin Zhiwen asked instead, "Before asking someone else, should you answer the other person's question first, what is your relationship with Dong Yubei?"

"I am..." Zhong Xiuyuan hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

Jin Zhiwen guessed, "Are you the biological father of the child in Dong Yubei's womb?"

"You...how are you..." Zhong Xiuyuan showed a look of shock.

The corners of Jin Zhiwen's mouth rose slightly, "I know far more than you think, even more than the police."

"You... who the hell are you and what are you doing?" Zhong Xiuyuan showed a vigilant look.

"I don't want to do anything. I'm just a photography enthusiast. I hope my work will be recognized and get the value it deserves." Zhong Xiuyuan took out his mobile phone and clicked on a photo, "Look."

Zhong Xiuyuan glanced at the screen, opened his eyes wide, as if he saw something unbelievable, and said excitedly, "This is Lou Hexiang, he is kneeling in front of Beibei! How did you have this photo? Where did you get it?"

"As I said, I'm a photographer and I took the photos myself."

Zhong Xiuyuan took a deep breath, "Why didn't you give this important evidence to the police? Lou Hexiang was at the scene of the crime. He must be the murderer of Beibei."

Jin Zhiwen snorted, "I have already handed over the photos to the police, but what did I get? My camera and tablet were confiscated by the police."

There was a little dissatisfaction in Jin Zhiwen's tone, "However, I'm not that stupid. I still kept a hand, and I hid the most important evidence."

"What evidence?"

"Evidence that Dong Yubei was killed?"

Zhong Xiuyuan grabbed Jin Zhiwen's arm, "Did you take a picture of the murderer?"

Jin Zhiwen didn't give a clear answer, but asked instead, "Do you want it?"

"You should give it to the police, they need this evidence to solve the case."

"Yes, you are right, I should hand it over to the police, but what can I get? A thank you, a thank you, and then take away the other photographic equipment that I regard as my life, shit!"

Zhong Xiuyuan leaned aside, "Why did you tell me this, what do you want?"

"I want to be recognized, and I hope that the work I shoot is valued by others and reflects its due value."

"Isn't helping the police solve a case a manifestation of value?"

"Hehe." Jin Zhiwen chuckled, took the Wuliangye in Zhong Xiuyuan's hand, and took a big gulp, "Good wine, you can't drink this kind of good wine at this price, you are a full man who doesn't know how hungry a man is hungry .”

Zhong Xiuyuan frowned slightly, "You want money."

"It's not what I want, but the current mainstream society is like this. Those who have money are uncles, and those who have no money are not farts. I just hope to be recognized by the mainstream society so that my photos can get the value they deserve."

"How do I know if you're lying to me?"

"what do you want?"

"Let me see, what evidence do you have?"

Jin Zhiwen smiled, "You think I'm stupid, I let you see it now, and if you turn around and tell the police, the police have arrested me, and I won't even get a fart."

"Then how can I trust you?"

"Isn't this photo enough? It shows that I was ahead at the time. Except for the murderer, no one knows the situation better than me." Speaking of this, Jin Zhiwen changed the subject,
"Oh, by the way, I want to remind you. The murderer also wants to buy back evidence from me. He is very sincere."

"Have you had contact with the murderer? Are you not afraid that he will kill you together?"

"At first glance, you are a rich man, living too comfortably, afraid of this and that. Poor people like us, now only believe in one sentence, wealth and wealth are in danger."

Zhong Xiuyuan showed a pleading look, "Who is the murderer? Who killed Beibei?"

"If you want to know, show your sincerity, and I will give you the evidence, and you will be able to catch the murderer who killed Dong Yubei."

"How much do you want?"

"That depends on how sincere you are? The one with the highest price wins."

Zhong Xiuyuan thought for a while, "One hundred thousand, as long as you give me the evidence, I can give you 10 yuan."

"One hundred thousand, hehe, you are fooling the child, if you are not sincere, forget it. The murderer's bid is much higher than yours."

"How much is it that you are willing to give me the evidence?"

"30, not even a cent less."

"I don't have that much money."

"If you don't recognize the value of my work, then there's nothing to talk about." Jin Zhiwen stood up and patted his butt, "Buying and selling is nothing but righteousness. Don't even think about calling the police. I won't admit anything at that time."

Seeing that he was really going to leave, Zhong Xiuyuan became anxious, "Wait, I admit the value of your work, I will pay 30!"

(End of this chapter)