Hanjiacun.

An off-road vehicle is driving slowly, no way, it is now the end of get off work, and the racer does not drive fast as it comes.

"Just now we passed by. It was the Hanjiacun Market. There are many places to eat, and there is one that sells roast chicken. It's not bad, it's very lifelike." Li Hui swallowed.

"Zhao Ming, guess what, what Li Hui said just now is the point." Han Bin smiled.

"Haha, it goes without saying, otherwise I get off the car and buy five roast chickens, let's eat one by one." Zhao Ming proposed.

"If you want to eat roast chicken, you can talk about it when you return home after catching people." Zeng Ping said, chatting to death.

Han Bin and Zhao Ming chuckled and didn't speak any more.

Li Hui didn't refute, well, he was really hungry.

The car drove forward for a while. When passing a gas station, Li Hui parked the car on the side of the road, and a man in a police uniform stood not far away.

The house numbers of Chengzhong Village are rather messy. If you don’t know the local area, it is difficult to find a specific location based on a rough address. Zeng Ping called the Hanjiacun police station and asked a policeman who was familiar with the situation to lead the way.

Zeng Ping, Han Bin and others got out of the car, introduced each other, and confirmed each other's identities.

This policeman is called Yang Hongyi, who looks like he is in his thirties. He has been in the Hanjiacun police station for several years and is familiar with the local situation.

Zeng Ping took out a box of cigarettes, handed one to Yang Hongyi, and asked, "Do you know where Zhou Tianrong's house is?"

Yang Hongyi took the cigarette and pointed it to Zeng Ping first: "Captain Zeng, if you say the house number, I know where it is, and I have an impression of this kid."

"He has a case?"

"This Zhou Tianrong can be regarded as a small ruffian. It is the kind of not committing big crimes and constant small cases. He is a regular visitor at the police station." Yang Hongyi said.

"Have you seen him recently?"

"Not really."

Under the leadership of Yang Hongyi, Han Bin and his party found Zhou Tianrong's house smoothly.

There are three types of houses in urban villages. The first type of house is relatively broken and there is no money to build a new building; the second type, how high and how high the house can be built, as long as the procedures can be approved, borrow money to build a tall building; There are three types, a small building with two or three stories, a spacious large yard, neatly maintained.

The first category is that there is really no money at home, and I can't afford to change it.

The second category is that the family has some spare money, but it is not particularly wealthy, and wants to build a few more floors and more houses, and then rent the houses to people who go to the city to work.

There are seven or eight houses on one floor. Depending on the size and lighting, the rent is from a few hundred to a thousand. If you cover four or five floors and live on one floor, you don’t need to do anything a year. The rent is only two or three hundred thousand. It's also very moisturizing.

The third category is really rich, built like a small villa, the house does not need to be too big, the yard should be bigger, how comfortable, how comfortable and how to come.

Zhou Tianrong's house belongs to the first category. The bricks on the wall are all weathered and crisp, and the **** falls off as soon as the hand is broken. It has been built for 20 or 30 years, let alone.

The color of the couplets on both sides of the gate has dropped so badly that they are almost turning into black and white.

Fortunately, the gate was not locked.

"Boom." Yang Hongyi knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"Check the temporary residence permit."

"Hey, why are you here again? I have said many times, my house is not rented." A woman complained.

"Chuck..." As soon as the door opened, a woman about fifty years old stood at the door, looking at Yang Hongyi, then at Han Bin and others:

"Check a temporary residence permit, so many people are still needed?"

"Is Zhou Tianrong at home?" Yang Hongyi asked.

"Zhou Tianrong is the head of this household and does not need a temporary residence permit. Let's go to another house." The woman pressed a word and was about to close the door.

"Auntie, wait a minute, I have something to ask you." Zeng Ping forced a smile.

The woman frowned and stared at Zeng Ping: "How old are you, call me aunt?"

"I..." Zeng Ping was dumbfounded by the question, is this important?

I'm a policeman, I'm here to arrest people.

Han Bin showed the police officer's ID, and then asked: "Auntie, what do you call it?"

The woman looked at Han Bin: "Zhou Lixia."

"What is the relationship between you and Zhou Tianrong?"

"Are you looking for my temporary residence permit?" Zhou Lixia asked rhetorically.

"We just visited to find out the situation."

"I am Zhou Tianrong's mother. This is my home. If you check your temporary residence permit, you should go to another home." Zhou Lixia stretched out her hand and pointed to the building in front:

"This house, the house is about to be built on the moon, and Yutu is a neighbor. His house has the most tenants. There are all kinds of people in a mess. Check it out."

"The situation of their home will be verified by the local police station. We came to see Zhou Tianrong today. Is he home?" Han Bin asked.

"Ah."

Zhou Lixia snorted, but smiled and said without a smile: "Hey, that's great, I'm looking for him too, if you want to find him, remember to tell me."

"You just said that Zhou Tianrong is the head of this family?" Han Bin changed his words.

"What's up?"

Han Bin showed a search warrant: "This is a search warrant for Zhou Tianrong. Since he is the head of the household here, please cooperate with our work."

"What did he commit again?" Zhou Lixia frowned.

"It is not convenient to disclose during the investigation." Zeng Ping inserted his mouth and led the others into the yard.

"Eh, you don't want to turn things around." Zhou Lixia shouted.

Han Bin did not go in and search, but asked Zhou Lixia on the side: "Auntie, have you contacted Zhou Tianrong recently?"

"No."

"Is 1383XXXXXXX his mobile phone number?" Han Bin asked.

"I'm using this phone number." Zhou Lixia said.

"Are you using?"

"Yes, he gave it to me."

Han Bin frowned, took out his mobile phone, and dialed this mobile number.

"Jingle Bell……"

After the cell phone rang, Zhou Lixia snorted: "Seeing you look great, there are quite a few eyes."

"Auntie, you really misunderstood me. Your son is involved in a case now. I just want to find out early and return him to his innocence." Han Bin explained.

"I thank you for him." Zhou Lixia said lightly.

"Is Zhou Tianrong married?"

"I think, if he gets married, someone can take care of him." Zhou Lixia sighed.

"Does he have a girlfriend?"

"If there are any, don't tell me, I won't let him take home the women who are inconsistent." Zhou Lixia snorted.

"Besides this, does he live anywhere else?"

"do not know."

"Does he have a motorcycle?"

"I haven't seen him ride."

Han Bin asked for a long time without asking for any useful information. He took out a business card and handed it to Zhou Lixia: "This is my business card. When your son comes back, tell me, I really want to help him."

"All right, I would rather him go to jail than to toss around outside." Zhou Lixia looked like she hated iron and steel.

When Han Bin wanted to ask questions again, Zhou Lixia interrupted him.

"Don't ask, I don't know anything." Zhou Lixia waved her hand and shouted impatiently:

"Have you finished searching? Hurry up after searching, don't delay my meal."

Driven by Zhou Lixia, Zeng Ping came out with a depressed look.

"Team Zeng, did you find anything?" Han Bin asked.

Zeng Ping shook his head: "Zhou Tianrong shouldn't be back recently."

"Captain Zeng, do you believe Zhou Lixia's words?" Yang Hongyi asked.

"I 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 smoke, no tea, no wine, no internet, and Zhou Tianrong is unlikely to live here. "Zeng Ping analyzed.

"Tsk tsk, awesome, you deserve to be a criminal policeman." Yang Hongyi raised his thumb and praised.

"But this does not mean that there is no connection between her and Zhou Tianrong." Li Hui said.

"It's a pity that the communications company is off work. Otherwise, you can locate Zhou Tianrong's cell phone number and you will know where he is." Tian Li sighed.

"The mobile phone number we found was not Zhou Tianrong using it, but his mother Zhou Lixia." Han Bin explained.

"Really?" Zhao Ming went to search the house just now and did not hear the conversation between Han Bin and Han Bin.

"I called that cell phone number, it was Zhou Lixia using it."

"In this way, don't you have a clue to Zhou Tianrong?" Tian Li spread his hands.

Han Bin thought for a moment, then shook his head: "That's not necessarily true."