Saturday.

Han Bin's house.

"Clam……"

Han Bin yawned, slowly opened his eyes, picked up the phone at the head of the bed and took a look. It was already past eight o'clock.

Last night, Han Bin treated her to barbecue, and Li Hui ordered four roasted lamb waists. Han Bin didn’t know that he was a single dog, why did he eat so many waists?

Can you sleep at night?

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

As soon as he entered the door, Han Bin shouted: "Mom, do you have any food?"

"Eat some fruit. It's past nine o'clock, and I'll make delicious food 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 looks good?"

Han Bin glanced at the woman in the photo and had delicate facial features: "It's pretty."

"Do you like it?"

"Aren't you going to introduce a partner to my uncle? Why did you arrange me again?"

"Your uncle waits for a while. He is busy opening an antique shop now. When his shop opens, he has a serious job. I will introduce it at that time." Wang Huifang said.

"You are very experienced."

"What does the woman want? Either her appearance or career, she has to take up the same thing."

"Or I'll wait too."

"What do you have to wait for? You are handsome and have a stable job. It's the same when you look for it." Wang Huifang said.

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

Wang Huifang flipped through the photo and wrote a few numbers on the back with a carbon pen: "This is the girl's mobile phone number. Please contact me and it happened to be an appointment to meet on the weekend. OK, just treat it as a friend. If not, mom will find you again."

"It's professional enough."

"Stop talking nonsense, contact others quickly. The girl is thin-skinned, please take the initiative." Wang Huifang urged.

“Buzz…”

Han Bin's cell phone rang, it was a message from the second group of WeChat groups. Han Bin clicked on it and saw that Zeng Ping's voice was posted in the group.

‘The case broke out, and the people from the second group rushed to the police station immediately.’

"receive."

Han Bin replied to a WeChat message and wrote down the mobile phone number in the photo:

"Mom, the case has occurred. I have to go back to the police station first and contact the other party if I have time."

"Go."

Wang Huifang waved her hand, watched Han Bin leave, picked up the photo and looked at it: "Look at how handsome this girl is!"

...

Half an hour later.

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

"Team Team."

Zeng Ping took a deep breath and stomped off the remaining cigarette butts: "I'll wait for you, get in the car."

Han Bin got into a police van with eight people. This car was spaciouser than an off-road vehicle. Li Hui drove and Zeng was in 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, we are not waiting for the technical team members?" Li Hui asked.

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

"What case?"

"At around 7 o'clock this morning, a woman named Xie Rong called the police and said that her husband was knocked out and her things were stolen. She was in Unit 3, Building 4, Qingyuan Community. Other groups had cases, so they were assigned to us." Zeng Ping introduced.

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

"It might be that I was robbed last night, but the victim was knocked out. No one noticed it at the first time, and it was only entrusted until seven in the morning." Tian Li guessed.

"Look, it's still our sister Tian who is good at seeing through the key to the case at a glance." Li Hui quipped.

"That's right, I also want to evaluate an advanced individual." Tian Li smiled.

"Binzi, what does it feel like to get a bonus of 3,600 yuan?" Li Hui said enviously.

"What's going on? Why did you point the muzzle at me? My waist was ate for nothing last night?" Han Bin snorted.

"Don't mention my waist. I didn't fall asleep for most of the night last night. That sad me." Li Hui said with a wry smile.

Tian Li spat: "Bah, shameless."

"Ha ha……"

Han Bin and the other two laughed.

...

Qingyuan Community is not far from Yuhua Branch. It is an old-fashioned community, with a low floor area ratio and a small 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 management. They like this type of community very much.

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

However, when we arrived at Unit 3 of Building 4, we did not see a cordon.

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

"Soldier Zhou, what's going on here?" Zeng Ping asked.

"Captain Zeng, I'm just about to contact you, so I'll let you go for a waste." Zhou Yanjun went down the stairs and shook hands with Zeng Ping.

"The case has changed?"

"The police incident has been lifted."

"Report the fake police?" Zhao Ming frowned. He sacrificed his Saturday vacation and rushed over to handle the case.

If a robbery really happens, he will not complain. Whoever lets him eat this bowl of rice; but if someone calls the fake police, it will be different.

Police are also humans, and everyone will have emotions.

"It's not considered a fake policeman. The victim fainted at that time, and the person who reported the crime was not clear about the specific situation. Now that the victim woke up, he realized that he was not knocked out by someone, but was drunk." Zhou Yanjun was also a little helpless, and no one was willing to go there for nothing.

"Okay, you guys will withdraw 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 police officers from the police station.

When he walked to the third floor, Zeng Ping waved his hand to signal everyone not to speak. He listened to the door for a while, but found no movement, so he knocked on the door:

"Dongdong."

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

"police."

"Didn't you come just now?"

"I'm from the Criminal Police Team, open the door."

"Crack..."

With a dull sound, the door opened, and a woman in her forties stood at the door.

"May I have your name?"

"Xie Rong."

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

"I was wrong, my husband got drunk." Xie Rong subconsciously touched her eyebrows.

Some people are ashamed of lying and will subconsciously touch their eyebrows.

Han Bin showed his police officer's ID and the group walked into the room.

A man walked out of the bedroom, about forty years old, smelled of alcohol, with a bandage wrapped around his head, and his face looked a little ugly.

"Are you a victim?"

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

Han Bin looked at the bandage on the other party's head: "What's wrong with the injury?"

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

This micro-expression represents anger.

The micro-expression lasts very short, less than one tenth of a second.

If it were in the past, it would be difficult for Han Bin to tell it, but now his micro-expression skills have reached the level, which is no longer the same as before.

Micro-expressions cannot directly determine whether a person is lying, but they can judge a person's emotions.

If Wang Deli was really injured when he fell drunk, he should have expressed regret, ashamed, not angry.

Anger is usually the emotion after being bullied or infringed.
Chapter completed!