Detective from The Future

on Saturday.

Han Bin's house.

"clam……"

Han Bin yawned, slowly opened his eyes, and took a look at the phone beside the bed. It was already more than eight o'clock.

Last night, Han Bin had a barbecue. Li Hui ordered four roasted lamb waists. Han Bin didn't know that he was a single dog and why he had so many kidneys?

Can you sleep at night?

Han Bin got up, took a shower, cleaned up the house, and went downstairs to his parents' house.

As soon as he walked in, Han Bin shouted, "Mom, do you have anything to eat?"

"Let’s eat some fruit, it’s already past nine o’clock, and I will make a good meal for you at noon." Wang Huifang threw the mop aside: "Come here and tell you something serious.

Han Bin walked to the coffee table, picked up an apple and took a bite: "What's the matter?"

Wang Huifang took out a photo and put it on the coffee table: "Son, do you think this girl is good?"

Han Bin glanced at the woman's face with melon seeds and delicate features in the photo: "It's pretty."

"do you like it?"

"Aren't you going to introduce someone to my uncle? Why did you arrange for me again."

"Your uncle waits a minute. He is now busy opening an antique shop. When his shop opens, he can be considered as having a serious job. I will introduce it at that time." Wang Huifang said.

"You are quite experienced."

"What is the picture of other women, whether it is appearance or career, it must be the same."

"Or I will wait too."

"What do you want to wait for, handsome, stable at work, it doesn't matter when you look for it." Wang Huifang said.

Han Bin touched his chin, it seemed that this was really the case.

Wang Huifang turned over the photo and wrote a few numbers with a carbon pen on the back: "This is the phone number of the other girl. You can contact it. It happens to be an appointment on the weekend to meet; OK, just treat it like a friend, no, mom. I'll find it for you again."

"Professional enough."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up to contact the family, the girl is thin-skinned, you take the initiative." Wang Huifang urged.

"Om..."

Han Bin's cell phone rang. It was a message from the second WeChat group. Han Bin clicked on it and found that there was a voice from Zeng Ping in the group.

‘The case is out, the second group rushed to the police station immediately. ’

"Roger that."

Han Bin replied to WeChat and wrote down the phone number on the photo:

"Mom, there is a case, I have to return to the police station first, and then contact the other person when I have time."

"Go ahead."

Wang Huifang waved her hand. After watching Han Bin leave, she picked up the photo and took a look: "Look at how handsome this girl is!"

...

After half an hour.

Han Bin took a taxi to the Yuhua branch. As soon as he entered the gate, he saw Zeng Ping standing in the yard smoking a cigarette.

"Team Zeng."

Zeng Ping took a deep breath and stamped out the remaining cigarette butts: "I'm just waiting for you, get in the car."

Han Bin got into an eight-person police van, which was more spacious than an off-road vehicle. Li Hui drove, Zeng Ping took the co-pilot, Han Bin dominated the second row, and Zhao Ming and Tian Li sat in the back.

Zeng Ping fastened his seat belt: "Drive."

"Team Zeng, are we waiting for the technical team?" Li Hui asked.

"Let's go first, and the technical team will arrive later."

"What case?"

"At around 7 o'clock this morning, a woman named Xie Rong called the police, saying that her husband was knocked out and the things on her body were robbed. It was in Unit 3 of Building 4 in Qingyuan District. If there is a case, it is assigned to us." Zeng Ping introduced.

"It's rare to be robbed in the morning." Han Bin said.

"Maybe it was robbed last night, but the victim was knocked out, and no one noticed it for the first time. It was only at 7 o'clock in the morning." Tian Li guessed.

"Look, it's still our Sister Tian who is great, and she can see the key to the case at a glance." Li Hui joked.

"That is, I also want to comment on an advanced individual." Tian Li smiled.

"Binzi, how does it feel to get a bonus of three thousand six hundred yuan?" Li Hui envied.

"What's the situation? Why did you aim the gun at me? The kidneys were eaten for nothing last night?" Han Bin hummed.

"Don't mention the waist, I didn't fall asleep for most of the night last night, that worried me." Li Hui smiled bitterly.

Tian Li sipped: "Bah, shameless."

"Haha..."

The three Han Bin laughed.

...

Qingyuan Community is not far from the Yuhua branch. It is an old-fashioned community, low-rise small slab buildings, low floor area ratio, low population density, there are many people who are not used to living in high-rise buildings and are not used to being managed by property. They like this type of community. Community.

After Han Bin and others arrived, they saw a police car parked in the community. It should be that the police from the police station had arrived.

However, when I arrived at Unit 3 of Building 4, the cordon was not seen.

Han Bin and others were about to go upstairs when they saw a few men in police uniforms walking down. The leader was Zhou Yanjun, the police chief of Zhongshan Road Police Station.

"Sergeant Zhou, what's the situation here?" Zeng Ping asked.

"Captain Zeng, I'm about to contact you and let you run for nothing." Zhou Yanjun went down the stairs and shook hands with Zeng Ping.

"The case has changed?"

"The alarm has been lifted."

"Report to false police?" Zhao Ming frowned, but he sacrificed Saturday's vacation and rushed over to handle the case.

If a robbery really happened, he wouldn't have any complaints, who let him eat this bowl of rice; but if someone reported a false police, it would be different.

The police are also human, and everyone has emotions.

"It's not a false police report. The victim fainted at the time, and the reporter didn't know the specific situation. Now the victim wakes up and realizes that he was not knocked out, but drunk." Zhou Yanjun was also somewhat drunk. Helpless, no one wants to go for nothing.

"That's OK, you close the team first, let's go up and make a record." Zeng Ping said.

"Okay, the victim lives in Room 301." Zhou Yanjun responded and left with the policeman from the police station.

When he reached the third floor, Zeng Ping waved his hand to signal everyone not to speak. He stuck to the door and listened for a while. He didn't notice any movement. Then he knocked on the door:

"Boom."

"Who is it?" A woman's voice came from the room.

"Policemen."

"Didn't you come here just now?"

"I'm from the Interpol, open the door."

"Crack..."

With a muffled sound, the door of the room opened, and a woman in her forties stood at the door.

"What is your name?"

"Xie Rong."

"It was you who reported the case, saying that your husband was knocked out and robbed."

"I made a mistake. My husband got drunk." Xie Rong subconsciously touched her brow.

Some people are ashamed of lying and touch their brows subconsciously.

Han Bin showed the police officer's card and a group of people walked into the room.

A man walked out of the bedroom, about forty years old, drunk, with a bandage on his head, his face was a bit ugly.

"Are you the victim?"

"Yes, my name is Wang Deli." The man responded.

Han Bin looked around and pointed to the bandage on the opponent's head: "What's the matter with the injury?"

"I accidentally touched it when I was drunk." After Wang Deli finished, his lips were tightly closed, his eyebrows pressed down and frowned.

This micro expression represents anger.

The micro expression lasts for a very short time, less than a tenth of a second.

It would be difficult for Han Bin to tell if it was before, but now his micro-expression skills have reached advanced levels and are no longer what they used to be.

Micro-expression cannot directly determine whether a person is lying, but it can determine the emotion of a person.

If Wang Deli was really drunk and injured, he should show regret and shame, not anger.

Anger is usually the emotion after being bullied or violated.

Han Bin guessed that this robbery is likely to be true.