The next morning.
Ma Jingbo took people to Cheng'an village to check other employees of Fulong feed factory.
There is something wrong with one group. Zeng Ping went to one group temporarily.
Han Bin, Zhao Ming and Tian Li stayed in the Yuhua Branch.
Han Bin is sitting at his desk, looking through Ren Jianhua's files.
Ren Jianhua disappeared on January 11, and the report date was January 14. The police station did not find many useful clues, but made a record for Ren Jianhua's parents.
During that period, a fraud case happened in Qindao. The police at the grass-roots level were all investigating and visiting the fraud case, and the investigation of the missing case would not be too strong.
"Dong Dong..." There was a knock on the door outside.
Han Bin put down the file: "come in."
"Creak..." A, the door of the office was pushed open, a middle-aged man walked into the office: "excuse me, is officer Tian here?"
Tian Li stood up and said, "my name is Tian. Who are you?"
"My name is Ren Chongyuan. I'm Ren Jianhua's father."
"Please sit down. We are waiting for you." Han Bin made a please gesture.
"Thank you."
Han Bin looked at each other: "Mr. Ren, where are you from?"
"Mongolia Province."
"It's a good place. It's vast and sparsely populated."
"Comrade police, what's your name?"
"My name is Han."
"Officer Han, have you found my son?"
"No
"Do you have any clues to my son's disappearance?"
Han Bin thought about it and shook his head: "I'm not sure yet."
"Ah, what did you call me for?" It's a long way to go.
"Well, we have found some relevant clues. No one can guarantee whether this clue is related to your son's disappearance, so when it comes to the relevant case, I hope you can be prepared."
"What's the preparation? What's the clue, please tell me."
"In this way, I would like to ask you a question first. It may be presumptuous, but it is very important for the investigation of the case."
"You said, as long as you can find my son, ask me anything."
"Are you biological biological parents?"
"Ren Jianhua is my own. I can't be wrong. What's the matter? Is this clue related to my wife?"
"No, it doesn't matter. We just want to take your DNA and do a comparison. "
Hearing this, he changed his face: "is something wrong with my son?"
"It's not certain for the time being. We need to make a DNA comparison before we know."
"I knew something had happened. I knew that my son was so obedient that he couldn't stay away from home for such a long time." Heavy responsibility, choked.
"Zhao Ming, take Mr. Ren's fingerprints and DNA."
"Yes." Zhao Ming answered and came over with the tools to collect fingerprints and DNA.
Ren Chongyuan has a sad look on his face. He looks powerless, but he is still very cooperative with Zhao Ming's work.
After collecting the DNA, Ren Chongyuan clenched his fist and summoned up the courage to say: "officer Han, has the body been found? I want to see if I can recognize my son. I don't have to wait for DNA comparison. I can't wait."
Han Bin touched his nose. I'm afraid it's difficult.
"What difficulty." Ren Chongyuan couldn't help asking: "officer Han, what's the situation? Tell me carefully, what clues have you found."
Han Bin hesitated: "what about your body?"
Ren Chongyuan patted his chest and said, "well, I'm in good health. I don't have any diseases."
Despite Ren Chongyuan's pledge, Han Bin still can't guarantee whether he will be too sad after hearing it. After all, Cao DA has half of his hand left, and the other one has only some skin tissue.
As a father, it's hard for anyone to accept this.
Han Bin evades the heavy and takes the light, changing a way of expression: "well, when we are investigating another case, we accidentally found two dead people, one of whom has been identified and is also a missing person."
"From the contacts of the missing persons, we found a suspicious number. There are only three contacts in that number. One of them is your son, one is the dead, and another is missing. We suspect that the three cases are probably committed by the same person."
Ren Chongyuan sobbed in a low voice. After such a long time, he was ready.
"Officer Han, please find the murderer who killed my son and avenge my son."
Han Bin nodded: "I will try my best."
Ren Chongyuan wiped his tears and was silent for a long time: "if you have any questions, you can ask. As long as it is helpful to solve the case, let me do anything.""Was there anything unusual before Ren Jianhua disappeared?"
"I didn't realize that the child had called a few days before he disappeared, and I didn't recognize anything unusual."
Han Bin opened his diary: "have you ever received a phone call similar to blackmail?"
"No, our family's conditions are not so good. My mother and I are both ordinary workers, and their wages add up to more than 8000. There are so many rich people in our family that our family is not really a good one."
"Does Ren Jianhua have any enemies?"
"No, my Jianhua staff are very good. They study very well. They have a good relationship with their classmates. I have never heard of any conflicts with them."
"It's been a long time. You should think about it carefully. Is there anything unusual?"
"Yes."
"What's unusual?"
"In recent days, there are often online loan companies calling me, saying that my son borrowed money online, but he didn't repay it on time, so I urged Jianhua to repay it."
Zhao Ming just graduated not long, want to know more about the situation of college students, interjected: "recent college students like to borrow money on the Internet."
"I've heard about it, too. After discussing with my wife, I helped my son change the money." Ren Chongyuan sighed:
"who knows, after a few days, someone called again and said that my son borrowed money online and didn't repay it on time. I told them that I had helped my son pay back the money once, and they said it was not a company."
"This time, I had a lot of heart. After discussing with my wife, I didn't pay back the money to that website. Who knows, within two days, several other online loan companies called and said that my son didn't pay back the money he owed. I made a total calculation. There were five online loan companies in total, and my son owed more than 70000 yuan."
"I can't make so much money with a year's salary and bonus. I really don't know what's going on."
Zhao Ming reminded: "you can consult the relevant departments. If it's an irregular company, you don't need to repay."
"I consulted, the key is that these are regular companies, and the interest is also in line with the national regulations. I looked at the bill and found that they are all continuous loans, and I owe so much money over time."
"Your son is still a student. What extra expenses does he have?"
"No, what can he spend? In addition to the tuition fees, we give him 25% of the living expenses every month. That's to say, it's enough for the poor children."
"Does your son have a girlfriend?"
"Never heard of him."
Han Bin's words changed: "I see the record in the file that your son disappeared on January 11."
"Yes, we also contacted him on January 10. On the afternoon of the 11th, he couldn't get through."
"But as far as I know, Qindao university has a holiday on January 8. According to the regulations, students are not allowed to stay at school or stay overnight during the winter vacation. Where did he go after that?"
Ren Chongyuan shook his head: "I don't know. When we first came to Qindao to report the case, the school had a holiday, many students went home, and the police of the police station couldn't understand the situation in time. They just asked me to make a record and let us go back to wait for the news."
"There should be local students, too. Haven't they been summoned?"
"I summoned a local student. He and my son were roommates, but they didn't go to the police station." Ren Chongyuan's tone is full of helplessness.
Subpoena is not compulsory. Even if many people receive a subpoena, they may not be present in time.
Han Bin read the file, there is a summoned person did not appear.
"What did Ren Jianhua bring with him when he disappeared?"
Ren Chongyuan recalled: "his mobile phone, computer, wallet, ID card, and a few clothes are missing."
Han Bin asked a few more questions, but he didn't answer in detail.
If you ask further, you won't get any more clues. Han Bin says, "Mr. Ren, please go back first. We'll contact you when we have news."
"If I don't leave, I'll wait here. I'm afraid I'll have to wait another ten days and a half months when I go back. I really can't afford to wait. I'm worried."
"Don't worry, we have set up a joint task force. The superior leaders attach great importance to this case, and we will solve it as soon as possible." Han Bin stood up and said to Zhao mingphen: "help me see Mr. Ren off."
Zhao Ming made a please sign: "Mr. Ren, please."
Shoulder heavy yuan, hands together, prayed: "officer Han, there are two comrades, please, you must seek justice for my son."
"I promise, I will try my best," he said
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Ten minutes later, Zhao Ming sent Ren Chongyuan away, and Tian Li also gave DNA to the technical team.
Han Bin called them together: "OK, let's have a group meeting."
Zhao Ming said with emotion, "it's not easy for me to shoulder a heavy responsibility. The white haired man sent the black haired man, took my arm, cried and begged, which made me feel very uncomfortable.""Well, we'll investigate the case well and make it clear. It's an account of our heavy responsibilities. He can put it down and start his life again Han Bin said.
In the face of the victims' families, he is also full of sympathy, but he is more willing to turn this sympathy into the motive force of investigation.
Tian Li looked through the file and thought for a moment: "team leader, the case of Ren Jianhua and Zhao Xiaoshan seems to have no obvious intersection."
"One is a beautician, the other is a college student, the other is a native of Qindao, and the other is an outsider. They are in different circles."
Zhao Ming often likes to have big brain holes. He takes over the conversation and says, "it's not necessarily that. Some people are beauticians in private and appear to be Internet writers. Maybe some of them are students on the surface and Internet writers in private. "