D F T F Chapter 3: The suspect.

"What new skills can I have?" Han Bin asked.

"Combat; micro expression analysis; anti pick pocketing; tracking; so on, in addition to hidden skills, you must consume merit points to get them." The voice echoed in his brain, and this voice is related to the police badge coming from the future.

Every criminal cop has these skills, and Han Bin wanted to learn them, and he couldn't decide whether to spend the merit points now or wait for more, for this reason, he remained doubtful for a while.

At the moment, the theft case is the subject of the ongoing investigation, and Han Bin can only write his report first, and study it carefully when the investigation is complete before filing it in front of his supervisor.

Director Wu Ming Yong quickly found the suspect's information.

Name: Lin Chang Sheng.

Gender: male.

Age: 42 years old.

Height: 174cm.

Characteristics: strong posture, hunched back.

Family situation: wife and son.

Address: Qingdao City, Xiahe Village.

Judging by Han Bin's speculation which was based on the footprints, Lin Chang Sheng was suspected of having committed the crime and for this reason; Zhang Ping immediately scheduled to take people to Xiahe Village to follow the procedures, of Lin Chang Sheng's arrest.

"Tian Li, call Zhao Ming and ask him to go to the office to ask for a search warrant and an arrest warrant, and come and meet us in Xiahe Village."

"Yes, Captain." Tian Li replied.

Zhao Ming is also a policeman on the third team and was on leave today.

Xiahe Village is not far, it is about 20 minutes by car.

Zhang Ping had brought two policemen from the police station who knew the local situation to help him arrest Lin Chang Sheng, and when he entered Xiahe Village and went to the village committee to find out about the situation. Then the village head Wang Jinxi had gone to Lin Chang Sheng's home neighbors to question the villagers about the situation.

During this time Zhang Ping had led the agents accompanying him to plan the surveillance procedure to check the suspect's home. Soon after, the village head rushed over and said, "Captain Zhang, I understand everything you are doing clearly."

"Is Lin Chang Sheng home?"

"A neighbor saw him, and he came back from outside this morning and he is now at home." Said the village chief.

“Time is coinciding,” Han Bin said.

"I just took a look at Lin Chang Sheng's house, and it is closed." Said the village chief.

"In rural areas, there are no closed doors in broad daylight. Lin Chang Sheng has a guilty conscience." Li Hui said.

"Mr. Wang, I will disturb you for a while, you will accompany us to call him to open for us the door." Zhang Ping said.

"Very good."

"Woo woo woo..."

At that very moment, a BMW X5 came and stopped next to these people. In the car, a man in his twenties got out; it was Zhao Ming from the Second Group of the Third Criminal Investigation Team.

"Damn, you have done it so fast; you just got in a BMW." Li Hui said enviously.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to get there in time, so I drove my own car." Zhao Ming said.

"Tsk tsk, it's no wonder you're generally tall and strong, you turned out to be a wealthy second generation." Li Hui patted the front of the car and muttered: "That's great."

"Don't talk about unnecessary things." Zhang Ping waved his hand and said, "Zhao Ming, did you bring the search warrant and the arrest warrant?"

"I brought them." Said Zhao Ming.

"Action."

"Boom boom boom..." There was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"Wang Jinxi".

"Yeah, the village chief, why are you here? And why you brought so many people." A middle-aged woman opened the door and asked.

"Chen Juan, these are comrades from the criminal police squad. They came talking with your husband about something." said the village chief.

"The criminal police squad team, what do you want from my old Lin?" Chen Juan was a little pissed off.

"It's a search warrant." Zhang Ping showed the search warrant and directly asked people to enter.

"Hey, what are you doing? Old Lin, old Lin..." the woman shouted hastily.

A slightly arched man came out of the house and said: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"We are from the police. We suspect you are connected with a theft case. Please assist with the investigation." Han Bin said.

"Mr. Officer, you made a mistake, how could our old Lin be a criminal?" Chen Juan shouted.

“Mr. Officer, you are making a mistake, you cannot accuse good people.” Lin Chang Sheng said.

"We are investigating the case to prove your innocence and hope you will cooperate." Zhang Ping waved his hand.

Han Bin, Tian Li, Zhao Ming, and Li Hui began searching separately.

"Lin Chang Sheng, where were you last night?" Zhang Ping asked.

"At home."

“You are lying, a neighbor saw you coming back from outside this morning,” Zhang Ping said.

"Oh, I remember, I wanted to go meet a friend out of town early this morning. Halfway I remembered something, so I came back." Lin Chang Sheng said.

"Police fellow, my old Lin went to meet a friend, is he also breaking the law?" Chen Juan asked.

“Where are you going to meet your friend?” Zhang Ping said.

"In the city."

"At the Qingdao Brewery?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." Lin Chang Sheng said.

"Frankly, please be indulgent, if you strictly resist, and if we find evidence in your house soon, it will be too late." Zhang Ping warned.

"I have a clear conscience." Lin Chang Sheng said.

After a while, the criminal's investigators came out one after the other.

"Captain Zhang, no stolen money was found in the bathroom or the kitchen." Li Hui said.

"In the bedroom, no anomalies were found either." Tian Li said.

Zhao Ming also shook his head: "I couldn't find any money in the car either."

Zhang Ping frowned. If no evidence is found, the next stage of the investigation will be more difficult.

At this moment, Han Bin walked out of the living room, wearing gloves and wearing a pair of shoes: "Whose shoes are these?"

“What's wrong with my shoes?” Lin Chang Sheng said.

Han Bin stood up and said, "Captain Zhang, after comparing these shoes with the footprints on the spot, I'm sure the suspect's shoes will match the prints."

"Lin Chang Sheng, how do you explain this?" Zhang Ping asked.

Lin Chang Sheng was a little nervous at first, and then he was a little dismissive: "This kind of Jiefang shoes, a lot of people wear them. There are more than one hundred and eighty in the factory. They are all the same shoes. Why should you say the prints are mine? "

“In other words, the shoes these days are all machine-made, they are all the same,” Chen Juan said.

“When the shoes leave the factory, they may be similar, but people have different postures, different foot shapes, different walking postures, and different habits; after the shoes have been worn for a while, they will form unique wear marks, just like human fingerprints, they are unique. Han Bin firmly said, "If the set of footprints found at the Qingdao Brewery perfectly match the wear marks of these shoes, it shows you have certainly been to the Qingdao Brewery!"

Lin Chang Sheng showed nervousness, bowed his head, and said nothing.

"Our old Lin once worked in the brewery. Isn't it normal to have his footprints?" Chen Juan said.

"Normal?" Li Hui said with a sneer: "If your husband, come through the main entrance, but the footprints come from the bottom of the wall?"

"Old Lin, say something." Chen Juan whispered.

"I am wronged, I don't know anything." After Lin Chang Sheng finished speaking, he lowered his head again, "You want to condemn me with a pair of shoes?" "

"That's enough!"

"Captain Zhang, do you want I arrest this gentleman and bring him back to the office for questioning?" Zhao Ming was eager to take action.

"Don't be in a hurry." Zhang Ping shook his head slightly.

Footprints identification is different from DNA identification, the latter uses machine identification with precise data as the identification standard, when the footprint assessment is judged on the basis of professional level and experience. There is no clear standard and the system of evaluation functions is immature and incomplete. The identification of footprints in accordance with the regulations can only be used as a basis for guiding the investigation and should be unused as evidence of the verdict.

Now let's go back to it. If Lin Chang Sheng refused to confess, the police still couldn't finalize the case. It is only when the stolen property is recovered that the chain of evidence can be completed.

"Han Bin, are there any other findings?" Zhang Ping said.

"Lin Chang Sheng's shoe has ash." Han Bin said.

"Ash?" Zhang Ping took a look, and Lin Chang Sheng doesn't have any charcoal in his house, and in Qingdao Brewery there is no charcoal either.

Han Bin analyzed: "No stolen goods were found in the house or the car. Lin Chang Sheng should have hidden the stolen goods outside. There is probably coal where he hid the loot."

“Look at the car's tires, if there is ash,” Zhang Ping said.

Li Hui and Zhao Ming ran to check immediately.

"There are none on the front tires."

"There are also none on the rear tires."

"This means there is coal where the stolen goods are hidden, but the amount of coal should not be large. If you've been in a place like a coal yard, there must be some coal, carbon dust on the tires." Zhang Ping said.

Han Bin walked along the yard, searched, and said, "Captain Zhang, there are shoe prints here."

Zhang Ping ran to take a look and said, "This shoe print has traces of carbon dust."

Han Bin went to find the source of his footprints and walked west until he reached the root of the west wall, in front of another family's house.

"Are there any neighbors to the west?" Han Bin asked.

“Old Zhao's family, they all went elsewhere, no one lives here,” the village chief said.

"Move that ladder." Han Bin said.

Hearing this, Lin Chang Sheng shivered, his legs softened, and he almost sat on the ground...

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