D F T F Chapter 144: Meng Cheng Yong.

"Dear Bin, what did you find?" asked Zhang Ping.

"Collectible vans are not uncommon, but Meng Jing Dong's car is a bit different," Han Bin said, and took two pieces of gum and stuck them in his mouth.

“Don't worry, hurry up and talk,” Li Hui insisted.

"Yes, what's the difference?" Zhao Ming wondered.

"The sets of cars, in general, should avoid fines, and each car has a different license plate from the other, and the models of the cars may not be the same, not to mention the brand and the color. Now we just found the same license plate for two different cars, the two cars are exactly the same as two cotyledons of a bean. The imitated car near the scene is almost exactly the same as Meng Jing Dong's car. What does that mean?" Han Bin asked rhetorically.

"This means the suspect should have seen Meng Jing Dong's car. It is precise because the two cars are of the same model that they deliberately forged Meng Jing Dong's license plate number. The purpose may charge Meng Jing Dong," Zhang Ping seemed to be infected and ate two of them too Chewing Gum, he followed Han Bin's line of thought.

"But according to Meng Jing Dong's account, he didn't offend anyone, and it seemed like he was a little weak to do so if he really wanted to provoke other people. If he had a conflict of interest with other parties, the latter should attack him directly. It is impossible for Meng Jing Dong to provoke anyone and did not know who was after him," Li Hui said.

"If it's unframed, it means the suspect has another purpose," Han Bin took over.

"What purpose?" Everyone was curious.

"I personally think this is most likely a warning. As long as we arrest Meng Jing Dong, the real suspect can be aware of it, and thus stop committing the crime and reduce the risk of being caught," Han Bin speculated.

"Brother Bin is amazing!"

Sun Xiao Peng showed a touch of admiration. As for everyone else, they are used to it.

"If Han Bin's speculation is correct, according to my experience in handling the case, the real suspect should have contact with Meng Jing Dong, or even be at her side," Zhang Ping said.

Han Bin nodded and said sternly:

"Captain Zhang, I suggest conducting an investigation in Daxi Village. The direction of the investigation is the villagers who own vans. These people are the most likely suspects."

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The next morning, Qingdao Third Criminal Investigation Team Second Group Branch Office members returned to Daxi Village again. Zhang Ping took Sun Xiao Peng to the village committee and asked the village head, Chen, to understand the situation. Tian Li and Zhao Ming collected recordings from nearby video surveillance cameras.

Han Bin and Li Hui went to villagers' homes to investigate the pickup trucks registered on a checklist provided by Meng Jing Dong. These vans belong to Sun Bao Qing, Song Mai Qiao, Meng Cheng Yong, and Tang Zhi Ming.

There must be more than these four vans in the village, and Zhang Ping asked the village head, Chen, to help investigate the other vans.

Han Bin and Li Hui were unfamiliar with the situation in the village, so they asked a cadre from the village committee to lead the way, and then they found Sun Bao Qing's house without a problem.

Sun Bao Qing was not at home, and his wife was at home, she was a senior woman in her thirties, learning that Han Bin and Li Hui were police officers; she cooperated very well with their work.

Sun Bao Qing's van was the same model and color as Meng Jing Dong's van, but there is no apple ornament placed in front of the car. At the same time, red ribbons were tied on the two front wheels, which have lost some color, which shows that it has not moved for a long time.

Han Bin squatted down and carefully checked the red ribbon. No matter the streaks, color, or knots, it didn't look like it was just knotted; it was there a long time ago. He thanked the other party for their cooperation, then left Sun Bao Qing's house.

Tang Zhi Ming's house was not far from Sun Bao Qing's house. Han Bin and Li Hui went to Tang Zhi Ming's. On the way, they found the door locked and could only return without success. However, such a situation actually heightened the suspicions around Tang Zhi Ming. Han Bin wrote it down in his diary. This situation is quite important.

Later, Han Bin and Li Hui went to Meng Cheng Yong's house. He was a man of twenty-seven or eight years old, of medium height, strong build, very talkative, and very compatible with the work of the two policemen, his car had the same color and style as that of Meng Jing Dong. Han Bin walked around the car and found a red apple ornament in front of the car, and didn't show any expressions on his face, but he was already alert in his heart. Li Hui did the same and winked at Han Bin. The two had known each other for many years, and they got along well, and it was all quiet.

"Mr. Police officer, what's going on? Why are you coming to my house? Why did you look at my car as soon as you entered the door?" Meng Cheng Yong asked curiously.

“We received a task from the senior chief to come to Daxi Village to check the van,” Han Bin explained.

"What is there to investigate in this van?" Meng Cheng Yong took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and offered Han Bin and Li Hui one each.

"Where do you bring so much nonsense from? You have to answer everything we ask. Are you the policeman or we are?" Li Hui snorted, and his expression was a little arrogant.

"Yes, you ask and I have to answer," Meng Cheng Yong said.

"Where were you between midnight and 1 am on September 3?" Han Bin asked.

Meng Cheng Yong scratched his head: "It's been a few days, who can think of it now."

"Remember carefully."

After a while, Meng Cheng Yong clapped a hand to hand: "I remember, I didn't go anywhere that day, I was just at home."

"Who can prove it?"

"My father and my mother."

"Is there no one else?"

"No."

"Where were you between midnight and 2 a.m. on September 4?" Han Bin continued asking.

"I have to think about it," Meng Cheng Yong frowned.

"Your parents are immediate family members and their testimony has no legal effect," Li Hui recalled.

Meng Cheng Yong thought for a moment and said: “That night, some friends came to play at my house. We drank a lot of wine, and they slept at my place. They can help me prove it.

"How many friends?"

"How much?"

"They all slept at your house?" Han Bin asked.

"That's untrue, just two people who drank too much and stayed at my house."

"Name, address, cell phone number, we need to check," Han Bin said.

"Yao Chuang, his phone number is 1342456XXXX, he lives in Mafang Village, a nearby village.

“Sun Ji Xiang, his phone number is 138425xxxx, he is also from our village, just west of the village. After Meng Cheng Yong finished talking, he couldn't help but ask: “Mr. Police officer, why are you controlling me?"

It's not to control you, but to control all the people who have vans in Daxi Village." Han Bin explained.

"What happened? I heard that Meng Jing Dong from the south of the village was also arrested. Meng Cheng Yong said shyly.

"You know him?"

“He is three or four years older than my older brother, and we are considered of the same generation.” Meng Cheng Yong said.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't," Li Hui hummed.

"September 5..."

"Dingling..."

Han Bin was about to continue asking when he was interrupted by the ringing of Meng Cheng Yong's cell phone. The latter asked permission, moved aside to answer the phone, and said a few words. Then he went back to the house, and when he came out he had four packs of cigarettes in his hand.

“Mr. Police officers, there is nothing for entertainment in the village, I have four packs of cigarettes. Smoke them,” Meng Cheng Yong said.

"Hey, why are you trying bribing me with two packs of cigarettes?" Li Hui's face changed slightly and he hummed.

"Look what you said, I didn't mean that. It's just a little thought," Meng Cheng Yong sneered and planted the cigarette packs in Han Bin's hand. Han Bin smiled took them and spread them and divided them into two groups, and put them in his pocket: "Okay, you don't look like a bad guy, let's take a picture together and go," Han Bin said from a superficial tone: "You are free."

Han Bin walked with him to the car, took a photo, and took Li Hui out of the yard.

Meng Cheng Yong sent them to the door and watched the two gradually leave. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Bah, I only have those four packs of cigarettes, damn it!"

After Han Bin and Li Hui left Meng Cheng Yong's house. Li Hui's face was a bit ugly, and every once in a while he looked at Han Bin who was next to him, he seemed hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me?"

"Dear Bin, there is a red apple ornament in front of Meng Cheng Yong's van, have you seen it?"

"Yes." Han Bin said lightly.

"So you still accept his cigarettes, which is a mistake." Li Hui hated that iron wasn't steel.

Han Bin smiled and said indifferently:

"When I take the cigarettes, his heart will calm down and his vigilance will be reduced so that we can carry out secret investigations, including?"

 

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