Detective from the future

Chapter 821
Baohua Police Station.

Han Bin received a call from Guo Tianxu and checked the surveillance video brought back by himself. The clarity of the video was not too high. Han Bin sent the video to Yuhua Branch and asked the technical team to help improve the video clarity.

Han Bin called Li Hui and told him the progress of the case. At the same time, the two discussed the next work. Han Bin conducted a preliminary trial against Zhang Haiqiao, and Li Hui continued to search for the whereabouts of the screws.

It can be seen from the video surveillance that Zhang Haiqiao should be screwing the screw, so the screw should not have fallen, but was disposed of by Zhang Haiqiao, which further determined the direction of the search.

Police station interrogation room.

Zhang Haiqiao was handcuffed on the interrogation chair, looking around the room.

After a while, the door of the interrogation room opened, and Han Bin and Xiaoyan walked in.

Xiaoyan was sent by Guo Tianxu to send the video to Han Bin.

When Zhang Haiqiao saw the police uniform, he leaned forward with a sad voice,

"Comrade police, we just had an accident while filming the video. I already know I made a mistake. When can I be let go? I also have to prepare for my wife's funeral. I hope I can send her off for the last time, otherwise I will definitely feel guilty for the rest of my life."

Han Bin sat behind the interrogation table, put the water glass on the table, and said unhurriedly, "Don't worry, the cause of your wife's death cannot be found out, and the body will not be handed over to the family. It is a matter of fact to explain the case clearly.”

"But...but I've already made it clear. I just told that police officer Li, and I have explained everything. There is nothing else to say."

"All said?"

"I really said it all. If you ask me to say it again, I really don't know what to say."

Han Bin leaned back on the chair, "I ask, you answer."

"Ok."

Han Bin asked routinely, "Name, gender, age..."

"My name is Zhang Haiqiao. My bow is Zhang Zhang. I am the sea of ​​the sea and the bridge of the bridge. I am a male and I am 33 years old."

"When did you start shooting video?"

Zhang Haiqiao licked his lips, "It started last year. At that time, I registered another account, but that account was not doing very well, and I signed an agreement with other companies. Later, we switched to the current account. The content of the filming is mainly about our husband and wife, and some short things about the parents, I didn't expect to actually do it."

"What's the account name?"

"Xiaoqiao Liushui. Her name is Liu Xiaolin, and I'm Zhang Haiqiao. We each have a word." Speaking of this, Zhang Haiqiao sighed, "Now that she's gone, I'm the only one left... But, even if it is For her sake, I will continue to manage this account well in the future.”

"How many people are running this account?"

"It's me, Xiaolin, and Dong Wenhuan, the three of us."

"What jobs are you all in charge of?"

"Xiaolin and I are responsible for the planning and performance, and Dong Wenhuan is mainly responsible for filming. He usually does not appear on camera."

"Who first proposed the subject of suicide by jumping off a building?"

Zhang Haiqiao thought for a while, "It's Xiaolin."

"Have you ever thought of something like this before?"

Zhang Haiqiao shook his head, "No, I'm a cautious person. The subject matter is quite good, and it's full of gimmicks. It can attract many fans to watch, but it also has certain risks. If someone reports it, the video may be taken off the shelves. The account I ran before was often reported by others, and I didn’t know much about the first filming at that time, so I suffered a lot.”

"When did Liu Xiaolin propose this idea?"

"yesterday afternoon."

"The specific time?"

"I really don't remember this. We had a meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon to discuss the subject matter of shooting and some video editing. The discussion lasted until about four o'clock. I guess it should be three o'clock when she brought up the subject matter. many."

Han Bin wrote it down in his notebook and put down his pen, "You two are husband and wife, has she ever told you about this idea before?"

"No."

"Where were you between eleven o'clock and twelve o'clock yesterday?"

"I am home."

"Who is in the family?"

"Just me and my wife."

"There's no one else?"

"No."

"At that time, what were you two doing?"

"In the beginning, my wife was cooking, and I was replying to netizens' comments. After cooking, we ate together."

Han Bin stood up, picked up a photo from the table, and put it in front of Zhang Haiqiao, "Look at this photo."

Zhang Haiqiao only took one look, and his expression changed immediately, "This... this is."

"This is the high-altitude monitoring installed in your community. The purpose is to prevent residents from throwing garbage from upstairs. It just happened to be able to take pictures of your windows." Han Bin pointed to the person in the photo, "Who is this?"

Zhang Haiqiao pursed his lips, "It's me."

Han Bin's question just now has blocked his words. He has already said that there were only the husband and wife at noon yesterday.

"What were you holding in your hand?"

Zhang Haiqiao bit his finger and fell silent.

One second, ten seconds, one minute... Zhang Haiqiao bowed his head and remained silent.

Han Bin turned his head and glanced at Xiaoyan. This guy is too incomprehensible, so he can only come by himself.

"Bang!" Han Bin patted the table and asked, "Zhang Haiqiao, what am I asking you? You're dumb."

Zhang Haiqiao was silent for a while, then raised his head and said, "No, I have hypoglycemia, and I was a little dizzy just now."

"now what?"

"it's good now."

"Then answer my question?"

"I remember holding a wrench, yes, an iron wrench."

"what colour?"

"silver."

"What are you doing with a wrench?"

"Tighten the screws. My wife proposed a plan to commit suicide by jumping off the building. She asked me to check the shelf of the air conditioner in advance to see if it was strong. I took the board and tightened the screws..." Speaking of which, Zhang Haiqiao Some choked up, "I remember very clearly, I checked every screw on the frame of the external machine, and I tightened every screw firmly, just in case something happened to her... But unexpectedly, the accident still happened."

Speaking of this, Zhang Haiqiao burst into tears, "It's all my fault. I should have thought of the danger a long time ago, and I should have advised her not to do this. I really didn't expect that if I tightened the screws, the shelf of the external machine would fall. I want to sue them for any shabby projects, and I want to seek justice for Xiaolin."

"Humph." Han Bin snorted coldly, and thought to himself, this guy is really talented, "Make up, continue to make up, obviously it's loosening the screw, but it makes you say that it's tightening the screw, you, it's a pity not to be a cross talk actor Well, maybe Mr. Guo can have more successors."

"Comrade policeman, good conscience, I was tightening the screws at that time, how could it be possible to loosen the screws, you can't frame me." Zhang Haiqiao looked very excited, as if he had really been misunderstood.

(End of this chapter)