The next day.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, Han Bin got up to wash, then went downstairs to his parents' house and asked his uncle to go out for exercise.

In the past, Han Bin had the habit of getting up early to exercise, but after going to the Interpol Team, he often worked overtime at night, had irregular rests, and delayed morning exercises.

After several months of running-in, Han Bin has gradually adapted to the work of the criminal police team and is preparing to gradually return to the habit of morning exercises. It is important to have a good body as a criminal police officer.

The legs have no stamina, can't run the suspect, and the arms have no strength and can't catch the suspect.

As for Wang Qingsheng, whether he can run and whether he has strength is the next thing. He is too fat, and he is also forty years old. If he doesn't lose weight, his health will be affected.

Regarding this, Wang Qingsheng knew in his heart that he drank a little wine last night and vowed in front of Wang Huifang that he must lose weight and get up early to exercise.

No, I was picked up by Wang Huifang in the morning and ran with Han Bin.

Wang Qingsheng shivered: "It's strangely cold this morning."

"Uncle, it won't be cold when you move." Han Bin began to move his hands and feet.

Wang Qingsheng yawned: "Your mother is true. I drank so much alcohol yesterday, so I can't exercise one day later. I have to start today."

"Tomorrow is tomorrow, tomorrow is so much." Han Bin smiled.

"My words count." Wang Qingsheng hummed.

"If you want to tell the truth, you won't be fat today." Han Bin shrugged.

"You kid is looking for a fight." Wang Qingsheng stared at his eyes.

"If you can catch up with me, just hit it."

Wang Qingsheng was immediately discouraged and waved his hand: "Go go."

Han Bin looked at Wang Qingsheng: "Uncle, have you never exercised?"

"I'm so busy every day, so I don't have so much time to exercise." Wang Qingsheng also followed Han Bin to move his hands and feet together.

"Then you should stop running today, walk a few more laps in the yard, adapt to two days before jogging, step by step, exercise is the most taboo, and go ahead." Han Bin warned.

"I see." Wang Qingsheng nodded.

"I'll run a few laps first, and I'll be at work later." Han Bin took a word and started running around the community.

Wang Qingsheng put on the earphones and walked slowly behind him, his chubby figure twisted and twisted, one person could occupy the way of two.

Han Bin ran two laps in the community. He felt warm and warm. After getting up early and exercising, he would feel very energetic throughout the day.

"Tingling bell..." Han Bin's watch rang.

Yesterday, to celebrate his son’s promotion, Wang Huifang gave him a GT2 smartwatch in obsidian black.

According to Wang Huifang, this is the latest model, but Han Bin hasn't paid much attention to electronic products recently. His mother said it was just chanting and didn't spend her own money.

This watch can answer calls, listen to music, and measure heart rate. The most important thing is the long standby time, which is said to be up to two weeks. Han Bin still values ​​this.

Interpol is busy day and night, mobile phone charging is also a hassle, so many police officers will bring two mobile phones, one is dead, you can use the other.

However, the size of the mobile phone is large, and it is inconvenient to carry it when going out on tasks. Smart watches are much more convenient.

Han Bin glanced at his watch. It was Zheng Kaixuan's mobile phone number, and pressed the answer button: "Team Zheng, are you looking for me?"

"There is a case, the people from the second group will appear."

"What case?"

"The specific circumstances of the homicide case are still unclear to me, so I'll talk about it at the scene."

"where?"

"Near the Anpingli subway entrance, you will gather people here."

"Understood." Han Bin said.

...

After half an hour.

Near the subway entrance of Anpingli.

Han Bin and Li Hui had just arrived by car, and Sun Xiaopeng also came by subway.

It is not easy to park around here, so Han Bin asked Li Hui to park the car first.

Han Bin bought a bit of breakfast first. It is only 8 o'clock in the morning and it is not time to go to work. It is estimated that the team members have not eaten, and the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers. He can't let the team members handle the case hungry.

Each person has a luxurious version of soy milk, a meat, pepper, egg, and tofu skin. Anyway, Han Bin is not distressed because of the funds in the group.

Han Bin and Sun Xiaopeng finished their purchases early, and Li Hui parked the car, and saw a familiar BMW driving over. Then, Zhao Ming and Tian Li got out of the car.

Li Hui opened his mouth and pointed at the two of them and asked: "What is the situation, you two will be honest."

"Brother Hui, don't think about it, I just picked up Sister Tian by the way." Zhao Ming smiled.

Tian Li glared at Li Hui: "What do you want to say?"

Feeling a chill, Li Hui shrank his neck: "It's okay, eat bread."

"Eat quickly, stop making trouble, and show up after eating." Han Bin said.

"Brother Bin is better. I didn't have this treatment when I appeared before." Zhao Ming smiled.

One person, one style, Han Bin himself is a foodie. In his opinion, he sharpens his knives and does not chop wood.

A few people have already practiced the ability to eat. In less than five minutes, one stone cake and one soy milk were eaten.

Zhao Ming went to park, and Han Bin and the four rushed to the scene.

Zheng Kaixuan has sent a detailed address, only a few hundred meters from the subway entrance.

A few tens of meters to the subway entrance is a shopping mall. Behind the shopping mall is an open community. After passing through, there is a side road. A few tens of meters along the side road is an alley. The location is relatively remote.

Although it is close to the center of the city, it is surrounded by old communities that have not been demolished. The environment is not very good. The hutong has been cordoned off, and there are many onlookers around.

After arriving at the scene, Han Bin showed his police officer ID, and a young policeman hurriedly pulled the cordon and let Han Bin and others in.

At this time, Zheng Kaixuan was talking with a middle-aged man.

Han Bin walked over quickly and said, "Team Zheng."

Zheng Kaixuan glanced at Han Bin and others, pointed at the middle-aged man next to him, and explained: "This is Director Wei of the Anpingli Police Station."

"This is Han Bin, the leader of the second group of our criminal investigation team."

"Director Wei is good." Han Bin said politely.

Director Wei looked at Han Bin for a long time and nodded: "The young man is very energetic."

Not far from the three of them, a man in shabby clothes and covered in blood lay on the ground, made a crawling motion, and stretched his right hand forward.

"Wei Suo, trouble you, tell us the specific situation." Zheng Kaixuan said.

"We received an alarm at 6 o'clock this morning, saying that someone had died in Jing'an Hutong. The police from our police station rushed over to check and found a man covered in blood lying on the ground, his body was cold, and he immediately reported it to the branch bureau. Director Wei introduced.

"Where is the informant?"

"The police arrived at the scene, and the informant has left." Director Wei said.

Han Bin put on his gloves and checked his body's hardness: "It should have died last night."

Director Wei spread his hands: "I will leave it to you next, and call me if necessary."

"You are busy." Zheng Kaixuan said politely.

After Director Wei left, Li Hui smashed his lips: "Tsk tsk, the director is here, it's rare."

"This is a murder case, and the director just can't sit still." Zheng Kaixuan said.

Zhao Ming also walked closer to check: "Yeah, this deceased is too miserable, his clothes are patched, his trousers have a big hole, his crotches are almost worn out, his shoes are glued, and his color is not the same."

"No documents to prove the identity of the deceased, and no property." Han Bin searched the deceased: "However, I think he is probably a beggar."

"Really, there is also a white porcelain jar that has lost paint. It comes standard." Zhao Ming pointed to a place one meter away beside the deceased.

"How do you say it, can you be a little sympathetic?" Tian Li hummed.

"The deceased had obvious stab wounds on his back. Judging from the amount of bleeding, this should be the first scene." Zheng Kaixuan analyzed.

"Why did the murderer kill a beggar, and what was the motive for the murder?" Li Hui wondered.

"Will it be robbery?" Zhao Ming guessed.

Li Hui rolled his eyes and said, "You brat too much to eat, who will **** a beggar."

"Brother Hui, you don't necessarily have as much cash as a beggar." Zhao Ming pointed to the white porcelain jar:

"This thing is not a display. If the deceased died last night and it is close to the subway entrance, the other party may have just returned from begging. Then he must be rich. What about the money?"

"Da da da..." At this moment, Legal Doctor Wu brought people over.

Han Bin and the others greeted them, then stood aside and handed the body to the forensic doctor Wu for treatment.

Han Bin looked in the direction of the deceased and said, "The deceased's right hand stretched forward, and his palm was half-grip again, as if he was holding something."

"If you want me to say, maybe something was robbed, and the dead want to come back." Zhao Ming guessed.

Han Bin observed and shook his head: "This action is not like it."

"I still think that robbery is unlikely. How much money a beggar can ask for a day is a few hundred dollars at best. Who would rob and kill for a few hundred dollars?" Li Hui analyzed.

"Then what do you think was the motive for the murder?"

"Will it be a vendetta?" Li Hui said.

"There are too few clues now, so let's wait until the time is over." Zheng Kaixuan waved his hand.

Everyone checked the scene again.

After a while, Wu Xia stood up, took off her gloves, and said, "Team Zheng, the preliminary autopsy has been completed."

Hearing this, people in the second group gathered around.

"What is the cause of death of the deceased?" Zheng Kaixuan asked.

"The knife wound stabbed the viscera from behind, causing damage to multiple organs such as the heart, liver, lungs, and a lot of blood loss," Wu Xia explained.

"Death time?"

"Between 8:30 and 10:30 last night."

"How old is the deceased?"

"About thirty-five years old."

"Is there a special mark on his body, or a place to prove his identity?"

"There is no obvious mark, but his underwear is a bit special." Wu Xia said.

"what's happenin?"

"His underwear is Vicente Kabul, which is not cheap." Wu Xia said.

"How expensive." Zheng Kaixuan listened to this brand for the first time.

"I know, I bought one before. It costs more than 100, but it hurts my heart." Zhao Ming said.

"Are you kidding, a beggar wears underwear worth more than 100 yuan?" Li Hui questioned.

"If you don't believe me, you can look at the style and material of the deceased's underwear." Wu Xia made a please gesture.

Li Hui hesitated for a moment, and walked over with the courage, and pulled the torn pants on the deceased's body, revealing a pair of black-gray underwear. The style is very beautiful and the material looks good.

Li Hui was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "It's so grassy, ​​Big Brother's underwear is still stylish."