D F T F Chapter 145: Exploration.

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."

......

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?"

Chapter 145: Exploration.

Half an hour later, Han Bin saw Zhang Ping and briefly reported the situation, and after the latter heard him, he also felt that Meng Cheng Yong was suspicious.

However, Meng Cheng Yong already knew about the police investigation, and if he left right after the investigation, it might arouse the other side's vigilance. Also, anyone can install an apple ornament, and the possibility of coincidence cannot be ruled out. Also, there is no way to directly arrest a person based on a single apple ornament without further proof.

After making a detailed list, Zhang Ping considered going door to door to check if other vans in the village have an apple ornament as a decoration, and village head Chen also helped to find out about the villagers who owned vans.

Of course, the investigation of Meng Cheng Yong cannot be ignored. So, Zhang Ping sent the information of Meng Cheng Yong and his two friends who testified on Meng Cheng Yong's behalf to Tian Li and Zhao Ming, asking them to investigate them and retrieve the communication records of the three people.

In the morning, Zhang Ping, Han Bin, and Li Hui visited all the van owners in Daxi Village and saw many ornaments on the cars, but the apple ornament was only on Meng Cheng Yong's van, which heightened suspicion around Meng Cheng Yong.

......

In the afternoon, Han Bin and the others returned to the branch. Han Bin sighed in relief as soon as he sat down on the chair. He spent the whole morning investigating suspicious vehicles and drove around Daxi village. His legs were a little sore.

"After walking all morning except for Meng Cheng Yong, the suspect, none of the other vehicles put an apple ornament on his van. We should have come back after checking his van if we will know sooner." Li Hui stretched his waist.

Han Bin smiled: "There is no problem, and it is a clue in itself."

"The criminal investigation is uneasy and we are not Sherlock Holmes. Since there are no problems with other vehicles, we will focus the investigation on Meng. Cheng Yong." Zhang Ping said. Then he pointed to Tian Li, who was next to him:

"How's your investigation going?"

“Meng Cheng Yong, Yao Chuang, and Sun Ji Xiang are in close contact, especially from September 3 to 8, they make phone calls every day,” Tian Li took out a document and put it on the projector. This was detailed information about all three and the three of them were briefly introduced:

"Yao Chuang is from Liu Ji Village, not far from Daxi Village, and has a criminal record of theft. Sun Ji Xiang used to work in a communication company and now lives in the Qingdao urban area. The situation of these three people is entirely consistent with our inferences about the suspects."

"What are we waiting for? Just arrest these people directly and interrogate them separately. If someone confesses, the case will be solved," Li Hui said.

"The key problem is we have no evidence. If the three agreed in advance and endured for 24 hours, it would be difficult to arrest them again," Han Bin said.

"It would be nice if we can find the stolen goods. The moment they get the stolen goods back, we will catch them and they can't deny it anymore," Tian Li said.

"I think we can start the investigation from two aspects. The first is to visit nearby places to see if they sold the stolen goods there; the second is if the three people don't have time to sell the stolen goods, then these goods are likely to be hidden in a house of one of them," said Han Bin.

Li Hui took over the conversation: "We went to Meng Cheng Yong's house, but we did not find any batteries; Sun Ji Xiang lives in the urban area of Qingdao, and it is not convenient to store batteries in his house. Only Yao Chuang's house remains."

"This assumption is in line with the division of labor between the three. Meng Cheng Yong has tools to commit crimes; Sun Ji Xiang has communication skills; Yao Chuang has experience in theft and is also responsible for selling stolen property." Tian Li agreed.

"How about us go to Yao Chuang's house to search?" Zhao Ming suggested.

"This is just our speculation. Based on an apple ornament alone, there's no way to prove they're connected to this case, and it's difficult to get a search warrant," said Zhang Ping with a frown.

Han Bin thought for a moment, and then smiled: "I have an idea, but I have to spend some money."

......

In Liu Ji, a scrap metal collector, a man in his twenties drove around the village door-to-door on a ramshackle tricycle with some boxes and rubbish in his cart. This man is none other than Chen San, Han Bin's informant.

There are things the police can't do, but informants can.

Han Bin briefly told Chen San about stealing the base stations. At first, Chen San had no idea and was afraid he couldn't help him. Later, after Han Bin's suggestion, he went to Liu Ji Town to inquire about the new situation.

Chen San was no stranger to stealing items, and he has done it before and thought he still has experience.

Chen San rode to Yao Chuang's house on a broken tricycle. The latter's house was not small and there were two large red iron doors at the entrance. He parked the tricycle and walked to the Iron Gate to listen to the movement.

After listening for a while, no sound came out of the house, Chen San pushed the iron door which was unlocked, and it was just pushed.

……

In a village where public order is good, as long as there are people at home during the day, the door to the yard is usually unlocked.

...…

Chen San pushed open the door, slipped into the doorway, and looked along the yard. There was no one in the yard. The room to the north looked like a residence, the room to the south looked like a kitchen, and the room looked older and possibly for storage.

The door to the room was locked, and the window was a small old-fashioned window frame. Chen San stuck his head out and looked inside, and found a lot of stuff piled up in the room. There were sacks of grain, old beds, cupboards, and a few batteries in the corners.

"Da da da..."

At that moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and it was too late for Chen San to run away. Fortunately, he was very smart, as he backed up he shouted: "I'm picking up scrap metal."

The north room curtain rose, and a man came out with a pew like lightning and shouted: “Hey, who are you? Why did you come to my house?"

"I'm a junk picker; do you have anything to sell?" Chen San sketched a smile.

"Young man, who are you cheating on? Run to someone else's quietly. You're the one picking up nonsense like that," The man threw the bench aside with a bad expression on his face.

"I really collect bric-a-brac. The tricycle with the bric-a-brac cart is just outside. Since your door is open, I wanted to see if there is any bric-a-brac for sale,” Chen San explained hastily.

"Also put your makeup on, and you're so young, you look younger than me, how could you choose to pick up scrap," the man strode forward and said aggressively.

"I really collect scrap metal."

Chen San was a little nervous, worried that his identity would be revealed by the other party.

"You sneak into someone's house, if there's someone, you're a junk picker; if there's no one, you just take the thing away. You think I don't know about these tricks," The man snorted and snarled.

"Brother, you really misunderstood me," Chen San said as she ran to the red door to exit. The batteries have been found, and his mission is accomplished.

The man chased him to the door, pointed at Chen San's back, and snarled: "Go away, you stinker, let me see you again, you're going to be beaten to death."

Chen San pushed the tricycle and ran away, growling in his heart: "Bah, you dare to scold the young master, wait, when you have no luck even to wash your buttocks, wait for the prison."

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