Han Bin pressed the answer button: "Hey."

"Brother Bin, we checked in the system, Fan Zhenye's ID card has no record of opening a house." Zhao Ming said.

"Not once." Han Bin said.

"No." Zhao Ming replied, and the conversation changed: "I think he is either renting an apartment outside or going on a date with the woman's house."

"If Fan Zhenye really has a lover, there will definitely be additional expenses. Go to the bank to check the transfer and consumption records." Han Bin said.

"Understood." Zhao Ming responded.

Han Bin hung up his phone and stretched, "Xiaopeng, come out with me."

"Group leader, where are we going?"

"Go for a massage."

"I also summoned other people. If there is no one in the office, what should I do if I summon someone to take notes?" Sun Xiaopeng asked.

"It's okay, and Team Zheng is watching." Han Bin said.

"Yes." Sun Xiaopeng got up and began to pack his equipment.

"By the way, at noon tomorrow, take down the summoners who did not come to the police station to take notes for a key investigation."

"understood."

...

Half an hour later, Han Bin and the two drove to Master Wang's physiotherapy massage shop on Heping Road.

The massage shop is divided into upper and lower floors, and the white sign says eight green words "Master Wang Physiotherapy Massage Shop".

There is also a sign in front of the shop, the whole sign is green, and it says acupuncture, massage, and cupping.

"Team leader, this sign is really interesting. I saw the green sign for the first time." Sun Xiaopeng smiled.

Han Bin smiled and said nothing, this is not easy to answer.

The two parked the car at the door and walked into the massage shop of Master Wang.

A man in his thirties wearing a white lab coat was sitting behind the counter. He saw Han Bin and the two stand up and asked, "Acupuncture or massage?"

Han Bin looked at the opponent, and answered the question, "Are there any other technicians?"

"Just me, this is a regular massage shop, you can tell me if you are uncomfortable." The man pointed out.

"I'm a policeman." Han Bin showed the police officer's card.

"Comrade, I am really regular and absolutely green." The man in a white coat said with a serious face.

"I'm a criminal policeman. Those messy things are not in my control. I'm investigating a criminal case and would like you to assist in the investigation." Han Bin explained.

"Criminal cases, how can I be related to criminal cases?"

"If you are not busy right now, I would like to ask you to make a note."

The man in a white coat made a please gesture and pointed to the sofa beside: "Please sit here, please."

After the two sat on the sofa, Sun Xiaopeng turned on the law enforcement recorder, and Han Bin began to routinely ask: "Name, age..."

"Wang Lushan, 32 years old this year..."

"On the night of October 27th, when will your store close?" Han Bin asked.

"On the 27th, think about it." Wang Lushan murmured and recalled: "Normally there are no guests at night. I close the door at around 8 or 9 o'clock. However, I remember that there were guests that day, and the massage was not until 9:30. go away."

"What's the name of that guest?" Han Bin asked.

"Hey, I can't remember this. There are so many massage clients every day, and I can recognize them when they meet, but I can't remember their names." Wang Lushan shook his head.

Han Bin took out his cell phone and showed Wang Zijia's photo: "Do you know this person?"

"Yes, I remember, he was doing massages here that day."

"Is there monitoring?"

"Have."

"Call it out, I want to take a look."

"Wait a minute." Wang Lushan got up, walked behind the counter, and investigated the surveillance on the night of October 27 from his computer.

Han Bin also leaned over to check that Wang Zijia entered the shop at around 8pm on October 27. There was another client who was having a massage at the time. It was Wang Zijia’s turn to massage after that customer left. When Wang Zijia left the shop, It was already nine thirty-three in the evening.

It takes half an hour from here to Jing'an South Road, which means that Wang Zijia did not have time to commit the crime that night.

"Master Wang, thank you for cooperating with our work." Han Bin took the initiative to shake hands with the other party.

"Yes, it is every citizen's duty to cooperate with the police in handling the case," Wang Lushan said.

"Tingling bell..." At this moment, a cell phone ringing rang.

Han Bin took out his cell phone and saw that it was Li Hui's call.

Han Bin nodded, and then left the massage shop: "Hey."

"Binzi, where are you?"

"I'm investigating outside, what's wrong?" Han Bin asked.

"I found some clues in the traffic police monitoring center."

"What clue?"

"I checked the GPS driving trajectory of the Mercedes-Benz car, and retrieved the surveillance video of the Mercedes-Benz car from the traffic police monitoring center a few days ago. I found a white Nissan car that had been following the Mercedes-Benz car." Li Hui said.

Han Bin thought for a moment: "Did you find the owner's information?"

"It's a licensed car with an SUV license plate. No information about the owner has been found for the time being."

"This clue is very important. You are now fully investigating the identity of the owner of the license plate. Even if this person is not the murderer, he must be related to this case." Han Bin said.

"I see." Li Hui said.

...

Forty minutes later, Han Bin and Sun Xiaopeng rushed to the traffic police detachment monitoring center, where the monitoring of the entire Qindao City can be found.

Han Bin and Sun Xiaopeng also joined Nissan's investigation work.

During the investigation, Han Bin discovered that the white Nissan had been following Fan Zhenye since mid-October.

And this Nissan car is usually parked on the side of the road near Guangxia Road, but on the 28th the Nissan car drove out of the urban area and never appeared on Skynet surveillance again.

Fan Zhenye died on October 27, and the car disappeared on October 28. If there is no problem, no one will believe it.

White Nissan cars are very common, and they have already left the urban area. The suspects will definitely change their license plates. It is not easy to track them down. Han Bin changed his investigation thinking.

Drivers of Nissan cars rarely show up, but the car has to be refueled. During the monitoring of a gasoline station, a front-view photo of the owner of the Nissan car was found, and the police system performed facial recognition to find out the true identity of the other party.

Name: Guo Mingxing

Age: 42 years old

Occupation: Freelance

Mobile number: 1342215XXXX

Address: Darong Community, Qindao City.

Previous record: the crime of creating troubles

...

Darong Community, Unit 1, Unit 2501, Building 4.

Guo Mingxing sits at the coffee table. On the table are placed a plate of peanuts, a salted duck egg, a plate of pork head meat, and a bottle of Fen wine.

Guo Mingxing poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and sandwiched a piece of pork head, revealing an aftertaste look.

"Boom." There was a knock on the door outside.

"Who is it?"

"Downstairs, your heater is leaking." A man's voice sounded outside the door.

Guo Mingxing got up and walked to the door: "The heater hasn't burned yet, what water is leaking?"

"Brother, you don't know if the heating is testing the water, it's no wonder your house leaks." The man outside said.

"No, no one lives downstairs in our house." Guo Mingxing said.

"Oh, I just moved here." The man outside said.

Guo Mingxing glanced from the cat's eyes: "Are you a tenant?"

A man stood outside the door and said, "Yes, you come down with me and have a look, the water leaked out of our house."

"Is your furniture okay?" Guo Mingxing asked.

"The top of the wall is soaking wet, and a lot of water leaks from the sofa." The man said.

"Comrade, I can open the door for you, but if we have something to say, don't do it." Guo Mingxing showed a wry smile.

"What do you mean?" the man outside asked rhetorically.

"You are a comrade at the police station. If you have something to do with me, I will report to the station by myself, so why bother to run." Guo Mingxing tentatively said.

"You misunderstood. I'm not from the police station. I'm a new resident. Please follow me and take a look."

"Okay, I'll open the door for you." Guo Mingxing responded and opened the door.

Afterwards, Han Bin took Li Hui, Sun Xiaopeng and a few policemen into the house, and was stunned when he saw the scene in the house.

Guo Mingxing hugged his head with his hands, squatted on the ground, a smile on his face: "Comrade, I am willing to cooperate with the work, what can you say!"

Han Bin froze for a moment, feeling like a punch on the cotton.