Detective From the Future Chapter 899: Value
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Han Bin strikes while the iron is 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 and swallowed, “I wear a hat, a mask, a black coat, and a black backpack. That should be it, the rest of me. Can’t remember.”
Han Bin took out his phone and clicked on a photo, “Is this you?”
Zhong Xiuyuan glanced, shrinking his neck, “It’s me.”
Hearing Zhong Xiuyuan’s words, the other team members also 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, the police have investigated your whereabouts and what you committed very clearly. Letting you proactively confess is to give you a chance to reduce your sentence.”
“Yes, I must cooperate with the police investigation.”
“Why did you go to Jin Zhiwen’s house last night?”
Zhong Xiuyuan sighed softly, “Jin Zhiwen said that he knew who killed Dong Yubei, and that he had evidence of a murderer in his hand, so I took the money to buy the evidence.”
“Believe what he says.”
“He showed me a photo of Lou Hexiang kneeling in front of Dong Yubei. 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 photos.”
“How do you know Jin Zhiwen?”
“I…” Zhong Xiuyuan pointed to the cigarette case on the table, “Captain Han, can I smoke a cigarette?”
Han Bin took out his cigarette from his pocket, lit one and handed it to him.
“Thank you.” Zhong Xiuyuan took a couple of deep cigarettes, and his expression relaxed a little. “I’m very depressed during this period. Yu Bei is dead and the child is gone. My wife was also locked up as a suspect. Go memorize the words.
This is the family building, and the surrounding people are all colleagues. In the office, the big thing is spread. 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 his children. I burned some paper money, some fruits, and a bottle of wine for them. I burned paper while drinking. I don’t know why I want to do this. I may feel better in my heart. “
Zhong Xiuyuan wiped his eyes, wiped out the cigarette **** with his palm, and fell into the memory…
A few days ago, on Wuhua Mountain.
Not far from the warning line, Zhong Xiuyuan sat on the ground and burned the paper, holding a bottle of Wuliangye directly into his mouth.
Jin Zhiwen walked to him and looked at him carefully, “Man, a woman was killed the other day, are you worshiping her?”
Zhong Xiuyuan turned his head, looked at him, and didn’t answer.
“I have seen a woman who was killed. It is a fate, but unfortunately, she died so young and beautiful. By the way, what is your relationship with her?”
Zhong Xiuyuan still ignored him.
Jin Zhiwen lit a cigarette and sat beside Zhong Xiuyuan, “Don’t be too disgusted with my old brother. I always feel that encountering is a kind of fate, just like me and Dong Yubei, although I didn’t say it. After talking, but she impressed me very deeply.”
Zhong Xiuyuan finally reacted, “Do you know Dong Yubei?”
“It’s hard to talk about acquaintance. The day she went to the mountain, I happened to be taking pictures on the mountain, so I took some photos and videos of her. Later, when the police visited, they also took the initiative to talk to me, and I also provided them with some Evidence.”
Zhong Xiuyuan asked, “What evidence? Did you see Dong Yubei being killed?”
Jin Zhiwen did not answer the question, “Do you answer the other person’s question first before asking someone else? What is the relationship between you and Dong Yubei?”
“I am…” Zhong Xiuyuan hesitated, not knowing how to answer.
Jin Zhiwen guessed, “Are you the biological father of the child in Dong Yubei’s belly?”
“You…how…” Zhong Xiuyuan was shocked.
The corners of Jin Zhiwen’s mouth rose slightly, “I know far more than you think, even more than the police.”
“Who are you…what are you doing?” Zhong Xiuyuan showed a wary look.
“I don’t want to do anything. I’m just a photography enthusiast. I hope that my work will be recognized and get the value it deserves.” Zhong Xiuyuan took out his phone and clicked on a photo, “Look.”
Zhong Xiuyuan glanced at the screen and opened his eyes wide, as if he saw something incredible, and said excitedly, “This is Lou Hexiang, he is kneeling in front of Beibei! Why did you have this picture, where did you get it? Of.”
“I said, I am a photographer and the photos are taken by myself.”
Zhong Xiuyuan took a deep breath, “Why didn’t you give this important evidence to the police? Lou Hexiang was at the scene of the crime. He must be the murderer who killed Beibei.”
Jin Zhiwen snorted, “I have given 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 a little dissatisfied, “However, I am 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, “Did you take a picture of the murderer?”
Jin Zhiwen did not give a clear answer, and asked, “Do you want it?”
“You should hand it to the police, they need this evidence to solve the case.”
“Yes, you are right. I should give it to the police, but what can I get? Thank you, thank you, and then take away the other photographic equipment that treats me 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.”
“Isn’t helping the police solve the case also a manifestation of value?”
“Hehe.” Jin Zhiwen chuckled lightly, took the Wuliangye in Zhong Xiuyuan’s hand, and took a big gulp, “Good wine, this kind of value can’t drink this kind of good wine, you, you, a full man, I don’t know. The hungry man is hungry.”
Zhong Xiuyuan frowned slightly, “You want money.”
“It’s not that I want it, but that’s the way the mainstream society is now. The rich are the uncle, and the moneyless are not. I just want to be recognized by the mainstream society and let my photos get the value they deserve.”
“How do I know if you are lying to me?”
“What do you want?”
“Let me see, what evidence do you have?”
Jin Zhiwen smiled, “You think I’m stupid, I’m showing you now, you turn around and tell the police that the police arrested me, and I can’t get any farts.”
“Then how can I trust you?”
“Is this photo not enough? It shows that I was in the lead at the time. Except for the murderer’s accident, no one knew the situation better than me.” Speaking of this, Jin Zhiwen’s conversation changed.
“Oh, yes, I want to remind you. The murderer also wants to buy back evidence from me, he is very sincere.”
“Have you been in contact with a murderer? Are you afraid that he will kill you together?”
“At first glance, you are a rich person, living too easy, afraid of this. Pauper like us, now only believe in one sentence, wealth and wealth are in danger.”
Zhong Xiuyuan showed a pleading expression, “Who is the murderer? Who killed Beibei?”
“If you want to know, just 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 sincere you are? The highest bidder gets ~ IndoMTL.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. “
“Hundred thousand, hehe, you fooled the child, if you are not sincere, forget it. The murderer bid much higher than you.”
“How much money do you want to give me the evidence?”
“Three hundred thousand, one point less will not work.”
“I don’t have that much money.”
“You don’t recognize the value of my work, then there is nothing to talk about.” Jin Zhiwen stood up, patted his butt, “Business is not righteous, don’t think about calling the police, I will not admit anything by then. .”
Seeing that he was really going to leave, Zhong Xiuyuan was anxious, “Wait, I admit the value of your work, I will release 300,000!”
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