Detective From the Future - Chapter 919

[Chapter eight hundred and ninety-nine value]

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

“I should have arrived around 9:30.”

“Tell me about your outfit at the time?”

“I…” Zhong Xiuyuan took a deep breath. He swallowed, “I wore a hat, a mask, a black coat, and a black backpack. It should be like this, I can’t remember the rest.”

Han Bin took out his phone and clicked on one .

In the photo, “Is this you?”

Zhong Xiuyuan glanced at it and shrugged, “It’s me.”

Hearing Zhong Xiuyuan’s words, the other team members breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that this was the only evidence that could be linked to Zhong Xiuyuan.

Han Bin looked serious, and continued to bluff, “Zhong Xiuyuan, your whereabouts and what you committed have been thoroughly investigated by the police, and asking you to take the initiative to explain is to give you a chance to make meritorious deeds and commute your sentence.”

“Yes, I am .

Be sure to cooperate with the police investigation.”

“Why did you go to Jin Zhiwen’s house last night?”

Zhong Xiuyuan sighed, “Jin Zhiwen said that he knew who killed Dong Yubei, and he also said that he had evidence of the murderer’s murder. , let me buy evidence with the money.”

“You believe what he says.”

“He showed me a photo of Lou Hexiang kneeling in front of Dong Yubei, and the background is the scene where Dong Yubei was killed. , I believe him.”

Han Bin asked, “Do you know Lou Hexiang?”

“Yes, Dong Yubei let me see his photo.”

“How did you know Jin Zhiwen?”

“I…” Zhong Xiuyuan pointed to the table The cigarette case on the top, “Captain Han, can I have a cigarette?”

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

“Thank you.” Zhong Xiuyuan took a deep breath of cigarettes and relaxed a little, “I’ve been very depressed during this time, Yu Bei is dead, and the child is gone. My wife was also locked up as a suspect. This

is the family building, and

the surrounding area is filled with colleagues, and rumors spread about the big things in the office. 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 her children. I burned some paper money and some fruit for them, and I carried a bottle of wine myself, burning paper while drinking. I don’t know why I did this, maybe I feel better.”

Zhong Xiuyuan wiped it.

Eyes, smothered the cigarette butt with the palm of his hand, and fell into memory… A

few days ago, on Wuhua Mountain.

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

Jin Zhiwen walked up to him and looked at him carefully, “Dude, a woman was killed a few days ago, are you worshipping her?”

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

“I’ve seen the woman who was killed. It’s a fate. It’s a pity that she died when she was 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 I talk too much, brother, I always think that meeting is a kind of fate, just like me and Dong Yubei, although we haven’t spoken, but She left a deep impression on me.”

Zhong Xiuyuan finally responded, “Do you know Dong Yubei?”

“Not to mention knowing her, I happened to be taking pictures on the mountain the day she went up the mountain, so I took some photos and videos of her casually. Later, when the police visited, they also took the initiative to talk to me, and I also provided them with some evidence.”

Zhong Xiuyuan pressed, “What evidence? Did you see the scene of Dong Yubei being killed?”

Jin Zhiwen didn’t answer and asked, “Before asking someone, do you answer the other person’s question first, what is your relationship with Dong Yubei?”

“I’m…” Zhong Xiuyuan hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

Jin Zhiwen guessed, “You are 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.”

“Who are you… who 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 that my work will be recognized and given its due value.” 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 seeing something incredible, and said excitedly, “This is Lou Hexiang, he is kneeling in front of Beibei! How can you have this photo, where did you get it.”

“I said, I am a photographer and I took the photos myself.”

Zhong Xiuyuan took a deep breath, “Why don’t you hand over this important evidence to the police, Lou Hexiang was at the crime scene, he must have killed Beibei The murderer.”

Jin Zhiwen snorted, “I have already handed over the photo to the police, but what did I get? My camera and tablet were taken away by the police.”

Jin Zhiwen’s tone was slightly dissatisfied, ” 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, “You Did you

take a picture of the murderer?”

Jin Zhiwen didn’t give a clear answer, but instead asked, “Do you want it?”

“You should hand it over to the police, they need this evidence to solve the case.”

“Yes, you’re 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 my work will be valued by others and reflect its due value.”

“Help the police solve cases is not a kind of Is it a reflection of value?”

“Haha.” Jin Zhiwen chuckled lightly, took Wuliangye from Zhong Xiuyuan’s hand, and took a big gulp, “Good wine, this kind of value can’t drink this kind of good wine, you, yes A full man doesn’t know a hungry man.”

Zhong Xiuyuan frowned slightly, “You want money.”

“I don’t want it, but the mainstream society is like this. The rich are the uncles, and the farts without money are not. I just want to get the mainstream. Social recognition, let my photos get their due value.”

“How do I know if you are lying to me?”

“What do you think?”

“Let me see, what evidence do you have?”

Jin Zhiwen smiled , “You think I’m stupid, I’ll show you now, you turn back and tell the police, the police took me, and I can’t get my fart.”

“Then how can I trust you?”

“This photo Isn’t that enough? This shows that I was ahead at the time. Except for the murderer, no one knew the situation better than me.” Speaking of which, Jin Zhiwen changed his words,

“Oh, by the way, I have to remind you. The murderer He also wants to buy back evidence from me. He is very sincere.”

“Have you been in contact with the murderer? Aren’t you afraid that he will kill you together?

” Afraid of that. Poor people like us, now only believe in one word, seek wealth and wealth at risk.”

Zhong Xiuyuan expressed his prayer, “Who is the murderer? Who killed Beibei?”

“If you want to know, show your sincerity, and I will naturally give you the evidence, so you can catch the murderer who killed Dong Yubei.”

“How much do you want?”

“Then it depends on how much sincerity you have. The one with the highest price will get it. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com ”

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

“One hundred thousand, huh, you are fooling me.

As for the child, if you are not sincere, forget it. The murderer’s bid is much higher than yours.”

“How much money do you want to give me the evidence?”

“300,000, not even a penny 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, “If the sale is not good, don’t even think about calling the police, I won’t admit anything at that time. .”

Seeing that he was really leaving, Zhong Xiuyuan became anxious, “Wait, I admit the value of your work, I’ll pay you 300,000 yuan!”

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