D F T F Chapter 115: Search.
“We just passed by Hanjia Village market. There are a lot of places that sell food, and there is one that sells roast chicken. It's not bad, and it breathes life," Li Hui swallowed hard.
“Zhao Ming, guess the purpose of what Li Hui said earlier,” Han Bin smiled.
"Ha ha, I don't have to guess. Why don't I go down and buy five roast chickens now and eat one each?" Zhao Ming proposed.
“If you want to eat roast chicken, you can talk about it when you get home and after you catch this man,” Zhang Ping said, arguing to the death.
Han Bin and Zhao Ming laughed and did not speak anymore. Li Hui didn't refute, well, he was really hungry, and the car kept moving for a while. Passing by a gas station, Li Hui parked the car on the side of the road, and a man in a police uniform stood nearby.
Hanjia Village house numbers are confused. If you don't know the area, it's hard to find a specific location based on an approximate address. Zhang Ping called the Hanjia Village Police Station and asked them to provide a policeman who knew the area to wait for them in the situation to show them the way.
Zhang Ping, Han Bin, and the others got out of the car, introduced themselves, and confirmed their identities. This policeman, who was waiting for them, was called Yang Hong Yi, he seems to be in his thirties, he has been at the Hanjia Village police station for several years and was familiar with the local situation.
Zhang Ping took out a box of cigarettes, and handed one to Yang Hong Yi, and asked: "Do you know where Zhou Tian Rong's house is?"
Yang Hong Yi picked up the cigarette and addressed Zhang Ping first: "Captain Zhang, if you tell me the house number, I would know where it is and I already have an impression of this kid."
"Does he have a criminal record?"
“This Zhou Tian Rong is considered a petty thug, who doesn't commit big crimes, only petty crimes, and is seen as a frequent visitor to the police station,” Yang Hong Yi said.
"Have you seen him recently?"
"Not at all."
Under the guidance of Yang Hong Yi, Han Bin and his group found Zhou Tian Rong's home very easily.
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Houses in urban villages are divided into three types. The first type of house is relatively dilapidated, and its owners have no money to build new houses; the second type of house, is how high houses can be built and how high they should be, as long as the formalities can be approved, and with the borrowing of money people could also build tall buildings; the third type of house is to build a small building with two or three stories and a spacious, well-kept yard.
The first category is for those who really have no money, and even if they want to change their homes, they cannot afford it.
The second category is for those who have a little bit of money aside but are not particularly wealthy. They want to build more floors and more rooms and then rent the rooms to people who go to work in the city. There are seven or eight bedrooms per floor. Depending on the size and lighting, the rent is several hundred to several thousand Yuan. If they build four or five floors and live on one floor, they can only get a monthly rent of 200,000 or 300,000 Yuan, and they can live very well.
The third category is for those who are really rich, they build houses like little villas, their houses don't have to be too big, and the yard has to be bigger. How comfortable? And how comfortable and practice?
……
Zhou Tian Rong's house belonged to the first category. The bricks in the ceiling are all weathered and crusty, and the bricks fell off as soon as they broke. It was built 20 or 30 years ago without exaggeration.
The color of the couplets on both sides of the door was so faded that they became almost black and white. It is estimated that they have been unchanged for two or three years. Fortunately, the door was unlocked on the outside.
"Knock Knock."
Yang Hong Yi knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
"I want to check the temporary resident permit."
“Hey, why are you here again? I've said it a few times, and my house isn't rented,” a woman complained.
"Creack..."
As soon as the door opened, a woman in her 50s stood at the door, looking at Yang Hong Yi, then Han Bin and the others:
"Do you need so many people to verify a temporary residence permit?"
"Is Zhou Tian Rong home?" Yang Hong Yi asked.
“Zhou Tian Rong is the head of this home and does not need a temporary residence permit. You can go to another house,” the woman pressed a note and was about to close the door.
"Aunt, wait a minute. I have something to ask you," Zhang Ping squeezed a smile.
The woman frowned and looked at Zhang Ping: "How old are you, to call me aunt?"
“I…” Zhang Ping was confused by the question: “Does it matter? I'm a police officer, and I'm here to arrest someone."
Han Bin showed the ID of the police officer, and then asked: "Auntie, what's your name?"
The woman looked at Han Bin: "Zhou Li Xia."
“What is the relationship between you and Zhou Tian Rong?"
"Are you coming to check my temporary residence card?” Zhou Li Xia asked rhetorically.
"We're just visiting to find out."
"I am Zhou Tian Rong's mother. This is my house. If you check the temporary residence permit, you must go to another house," Zhou Li Xia reached out and pointed to the building opposite: "This house is like it's built on the moon. It has the most tenants. It's a mess. Everyone's got it. Check it out there."
“The situation of their house will be checked by the local police station. We came here today to find Zhou Tian Rong. Is he at home?” Han Bin asked.
"Heh."
Zhou Li Xia snorted and said without smiling: "Oh, that's great, I'm just looking for him, you want to find him, go ahead and when you find him remember to tell me."
"Didn't you just say that Zhou Tian Rong is the head of this family?" Han Bin changed the conversation.
"Where is the problem?"
The brilliant Han Bin issued a search warrant: "This is a search warrant for Zhou Tian Rong. Since he is the head of this family, please cooperate with our work."
"What has he done again?" Zhou Li Xia frowned.
"It is impractical to disclose during the investigation." Zhang Ping put his mouth in and led the others into the yard.
“Hey, you're not going wreaking havoc,” Zhou Li Xia shouted.
Han Bin did not come in looking, but asked Zhou Li Xia from the side, "Aunt, have you contacted Zhou Tian Rong recently?"
"No."
"Is 1383XXXXXXX his cell phone number?"
“I use this phone number,” Zhou Li Xia said.
"Are you using it?"
"Yes, he gave it to me."
Han Bin frowned, took out his cell phone, and dialed that cell phone number.
"Ding Ling Ling ..."
After the phone had rung, Zhou Li Xia snorted: "Looking at you, you have insight, and you have a lot of fantasies."
"Aunt, you really misunderstood me. Your son is involved in an affair now, and I want to know if it's true as soon as possible and restore his innocence," Han Bin explained.
"Thank you, in his place." Zhou Li Xia said lightly.
"Is Zhou Tian Rong married?"
"I hope so. If he gets married, someone can take care of him," Zhou Li Xia sighed.
"Does he have a girlfriend?"
“He won't tell me if he does, I won't let him bring home the inconsistent women.” Zhou Li Xia snorted.
"Does he live anywhere other than here?"
"I do not know."
"Does he have a motorbike?"
"I haven't seen him drive one."
Han Bin asked for a long time without asking for any useful information. He took out a business card and handed it to Zhou Li Xia: "This is my business card. When your son comes back, tell me, I really want to help him."
“Okay, I'd rather he go to jail than throw himself out,” Zhou Li Xia seemed to hate iron and steel.
When Han Bin wanted to ask questions again, Zhou Li Xia interrupted him.
“Don't ask anything else, I don't know anything,” Zhou Li Xia waved her hand and shouted impatiently: “Have you finished searching? Hurry in searching, don't delay my meal.”
Led by Zhou Li Xia, Zhang Ping and the other men came out looking depressed.
“Captain Zhang, did you find anything?” Han Bin asked.
Zhang Ping shook his head: "Zhou Tian Rong wasn't back recently."
"Captain Zhang, do you believe Zhou Li Xia?" Yang Hong Yi asked.
“She only made rice for one person; although there are two toothbrushing cups, only one is used frequently and the other is dusty; there is no smell of cigarette smoke, no tea, no wine, and no internet. Zhou Tian Rong is very unlikely to live here,” Zhang Ping analyzed.
“Tsk tsk, that's great, you deserve to be a criminal cop,” Yang Hong Yi threw up and praised it.
“But that doesn't mean there is no connection between her and Zhou Tian Rong,” Li Hui said.
"It's a shame the communications company is on leave. Otherwise, we can locate Zhou Tian Rong's cell phone number and know where it is," Tian Li sighed.
“The cell phone number we found was not Zhou Tian Rong who was using it, but his mother Zhou Li Xia,” Han Bin explained.
"Truly?" Zhao Ming went searching the house earlier and did not hear the conversation between Han Bin and Zhou Li Xia.
"I called that cell phone number, and it was in Zhou Li Xia's home that he rang."
"That way, we wouldn't know anything about Zhou Tian Rong's whereabouts?" Tian Li spread his hands.
Han Bin thought for a moment and shook his head: "That's not necessarily."
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