Chapter 897

Han Bin strike while the iron is hot, "what time did you go to Guanghe district last night?"

"I should have arrived around nine thirty."

"What did you look like at that time?"

"I..." Zhong Xiuyuan took a deep breath and swallowed, "I'm wearing a hat, a mask, a black coat and a black backpack. That should be it. I can't remember the rest. "

Han Bin took out his mobile phone and opened a photo, "is this you?"

Zhong Xiuyuan took a look and shrunk his neck. "It's me."

Hearing Zhong Xiuyuan's words, other team members were also relieved. They knew that this was the only evidence that could be connected with Zhong Xiuyuan.

Han Bin looks serious, continue to bluff way, "Zhong Xiuyuan, your whereabouts, what you committed, the police have investigated very clear, let you take the initiative to explain, is to give you a chance to do meritorious service commutation."

"Yes, I will cooperate with the police investigation."

"Why did you go to Jin Zhiwen's last night?"

Zhong Xiuyuan sighed, "Jin Zhiwen said that he knew who killed Dong Yubei, and he also said that he had evidence of murder in his hand. Let me take money to buy evidence."

"You believe what he says."

"He showed me a picture of Lou Hexiang kneeling in front of Dong Yubei. The background is the scene where Dong Yubei was killed. I believe him."

Han Bin asked, "do you know Lou Hexiang?"

"Yes, Dong Yubei let me see his picture."

"How do you know Jin Zhiwen?"

"I..." Zhong Xiuyuan pointed to the cigarette box on the table, "Captain Han, can I have a cigarette?"

Han Bin takes out his cigarette from his pocket, lights one and hands it to him.

"Thank you." Zhong Xiuyuan took two deep puffs of smoke and relaxed a little. "I'm very depressed at this time. Yu Bei is dead and the child is gone. My wife was locked up as a suspect, too. I've been memorizing words.

This is the family building. All the people living around are my colleagues. The big fart in the office spread. To tell you the truth, I don't even bother to go to work.

A few days ago, I wanted to pay homage to Yu Bei and her children. I burned some paper money and some fruit for them. I also carried a bottle of wine myself and drank while burning paper. I don't know why I'm doing this. Maybe I feel better. "

Zhong Xiuyuan rubbed his eyes and wiped out the cigarette end with his palm. He fell into the memory

A few days ago, on Mount Wuhua.

Not far from the cordon, Zhong Xiuyuan sat on the ground burning paper and poured a bottle of Wuliangye directly into his mouth.

Jin Zhiwen came to him and looked at him carefully. "Man, a woman was killed a few days ago. Are you worshiping her?"

Zhong Xiuyuan turned his head and looked at him without answering.

"I've met a woman who was killed. It's a pity that she died young and beautiful. By the way, what's your relationship with her? "

Zhong Xiuyuan still ignored him.

Jin Zhiwen lit a cigarette and sat down beside Zhong Xiuyuan. "Don't worry about my brother. I talk too much. I always think that meeting is a kind of fate, just like me and Dong Yubei. Although I haven't spoken, she impressed me deeply."

Zhong Xiuyuan finally had a reaction, "do you know Dong Yubei?"

"I don't know her. On the day she went up the mountain, I happened to take photos on the mountain, so I took some photos and videos of her. Later, when the police visited, they took the initiative to talk to me, and I also provided them with some evidence."

Zhong Xiuyuan asked, "what evidence? Did you see Dong Yubei killed? "

Jin Zhiwen does not answer the rhetorical question, "before asking others, do you answer their questions first? What's the relationship between you and Dong Yubei?"

"I am..." Zhong Xiu is so far away that he doesn't know how to answer.

Jin Zhiwen guessed, "are you the biological father of Dong Yubei's baby?"

"You How can you... " Zhong Xiuyuan was shocked.

The corner of Jin Zhiwen's mouth rose slightly, "I know much more than you think, even more than the police."

"You Who are they and what are they going to do? " Zhong Xiuyuan showed an alert look.

"I don't want to do anything. I'm just a photography enthusiast. I want my works to be recognized and get the value they deserve." Zhong Xiuyuan took out his mobile phone and opened a photo, "have a look."

Zhong Xiuyuan glanced at the screen and widened his eyes as if he saw something incredible. He said excitedly, "this is Lou Hexiang. He kneels in front of Beibei! How did you get this picture? Where did you get it

"I said, I'm a photographer and I took the pictures myself."

Zhong Xiuyuan took a deep breath, "why don't you give this important evidence to the police? Lou Hexiang was at the scene of the crime. He must be the murderer who killed Beibei."

Jin Zhiwen snorted, "I have given the photos to the police, but what have I got? My camera and tablet computer have been taken away by the police."Jin Zhiwen tone of some dissatisfaction, "however, I'm not so stupid, I also left a hand, the most important evidence was hidden by me."

"What evidence?"

"Evidence of Dong Yubei's murder?"

Zhong Xiuyuan grabs Jin Zhiwen's arm. "Did you take a picture of the murderer?"

Jin Zhiwen did not give a clear answer and asked, "do you want it?"

"You should give it to the police. They need the evidence to solve the case."

"Yes, you are right. I should give it to the police, but what can I get? Thank you, thank you, and then take away the other photographic equipment that I regard as my life, bullshit

Zhong Xiuyuan leaned aside. "Why do you tell me this? What do you want?"

"I want to be recognized. I want my work to be valued and show its due value."

"Isn't it a kind of value to help the police solve cases?"

"Ha ha." Jin Zhiwen chuckled, took Wuliangye in Zhong Xiuyuan's hand, and took a big mouthful of it. "Good wine, this kind of value can't drink this kind of good wine. You are a full man, you don't know if you are hungry."

Zhong Xiuyuan frowned slightly, "you want money."

"It's not me, but the mainstream society is like this. The rich are the masters, and the poor are not. I just want to get the recognition of the mainstream society, so that my photos get their due value. "

"How do I know if you're lying to me?"

"What do you want?"

"Let me see. What evidence do you have?"

Jin Zhiwen laughed, "you think I'm stupid. I'll show you now. You go back and tell the police that the police have arrested me. I can't get a fart."

"Then how can I believe you?"

"Isn't this picture enough? This shows that I was in the lead at that time. Except for the murderer's accident, no one knew the situation better than me. " Speaking of this, Jin Zhiwen changed his mind and said, "Oh, by the way, I want to remind you. The murderer also wants to buy back the evidence from me. He is very sincere. "

"Have you ever been in contact with the murderer? Are you not afraid that he will kill you? "

"At first sight, you are a rich man. You live a comfortable life. You are afraid of this and that. Poor people like us now only believe in one word, seeking wealth in danger. "

Zhong Xiuyuan asked, "who is the murderer? Who killed Beibei? "

"If you want to know, show your sincerity, and I will naturally give you the evidence, so that you can catch the murderer who killed Dong Yubei."

"How much do you want?"

"It depends on how sincere you are? The higher the price, the better

Zhong Xiuyuan thought for a while, "100000 yuan, as long as you give me the evidence, I can give you 100000 yuan."

"100000, ha ha, you fool children, if you don't have sincerity. The murderer's offer is much higher than yours. "

"How much will you give me the evidence?"

"Three hundred thousand, not a cent less."

"I don't have that much money."

"If you don't recognize the value of my work, there's nothing to talk about." Jin Zhiwen stood up and patted his ass, "business can't be done. Benevolence and righteousness are there. Don't think about calling the police. I won't admit anything at that time."

Seeing that he really wanted to leave, Zhong Xiuyuan was worried. "Wait a minute, I admit the value of your work. I'll give you 300000!"