I'm not a genius detective

Chapter 34 Sun Lang Pays Back the Money
The owner of the secondhand mobile phone shop was brought back and taken directly to the interrogation room.

Han Ling was in charge of the interrogation.

"Don't know?" Faced with the boss's denial, Han Ling produced the suspect's statement, "This phone is practically brand new. The victim only bought it less than a month ago. Its market price is around 18,000 yuan, but you bought it for 12,000 yuan, which is 6,000 yuan less than the market price."

Six thousand yuan.

Auxiliary police officer Zhang Silei's salary is only 1,500 yuan, which is not a small amount.

In this situation, unless the seller is an idiot or the phone's origin is unknown, it's highly unlikely.

The boss said aggrievedly, "I really didn't know. Besides... 12,000 is a lot, really a lot."

Han Ling: "But you only wanted to give eight thousand at first, and it was only after bargaining that you settled on twelve thousand. Why did you give such a low price?"

The boss whispered, "Business is all about negotiation. I'll definitely give you less at the beginning."

In any case, we absolutely cannot admit to receiving stolen goods; that's a crime.

Han Ling was too lazy to waste any more words: "Fine, find a good lawyer."

It's impossible to get the other party to confess voluntarily unless you resort to unethical means. Interrogation is just a necessary procedure; he never expected any results.

Around 2000, mobile phones began to become more and more common. This person had been in the second-hand mobile phone recycling business for six years, so it was impossible for him not to know the market price.

It's difficult to argue "lack of knowledge" when buying back a high-end phone whose provenance cannot be reasonably verified at a price significantly below market value.

Whether or not the case can be won depends on the other party's fate. The police station, as the investigating party, only needs to collect evidence. Even without a confession, the procuratorate can still file a lawsuit.

The phone was found, and the case was nearing its end. The next day, Han Ling contacted Xu Qinghe and asked him to come to the police station to pick up his lost item when he had time.

The call was made in the morning, and the person arrived in the afternoon.

Xu Qinghe seems to really like a simple and casual style. Although she changed her clothes, it looked almost the same as if she hadn't changed them at all unless you looked closely. She wore canvas shoes, jeans, and a white top.

Her hairstyle has changed; it's now a bun, giving her a refreshing yet playful look.

She didn't come empty-handed; she was carrying a brocade banner.

[Swift case solving and lost item recovery demonstrates heartwarming public service]

The banner is a recognition and affirmation of the police work by the public. Receiving a banner makes all police officers feel honored and gives them a great sense of accomplishment. However, Han Ling had already determined that Xu Qinghe's motives were impure, so his smile was rather forced.

When he returned home after the police drill, his sixth sense told him that someone was following him. If it was true, he suspected Xu Qinghe.

Many colleagues gathered around to look at her from all angles, with the male police officers paying particular attention to Xu Qinghe's appearance.

"Hey, Han Ling." A colleague leaned close to Han Ling's ear and whispered, "The ones Sister Zhang introduced are nowhere near as good as her. Do you think it's possible..."

Han Ling: "What a load of rubbish!"

other side:"……"

"Come on! Let's take a picture!" a leader suggested.

Han Ling reluctantly stood next to Xu Qinghe, who was very outgoing and took his arm, giving a peace sign to the camera.

The shutter clicked, and Han Ling gave a forced smile.

"Officer Han, can I have your phone number?" Xu Qinghe asked, her sweet smile melting away all obstacles.

Colleagues noticed something was wrong and moved away, giving the two some alone time.

"Sure, I'd love to get to know you too."

Han Ling emphasized the word "know" without caring whether the other person could understand it.

Xu Qinghe saved the phone number, waved goodbye, and said, "I'm leaving now, Officer Han. If you have time in the future, we can have a meal together."

Han Ling hummed in agreement.

Just as Xu Qinghe was about to leave the police reception hall, Zhu Yue, who arrived late, kicked Han Ling and said, "Go see her off! Don't you have a brain?"

Xu Qinghe heard this, turned around, and looked at him with anticipation in her eyes.

Han Ling shrugged and walked over to leave with Xu Qinghe.

At this moment, their colleagues gathered around again, watching the two of them from behind.

"Team Leader Zhu, Han Lingyan is really lucky. I think she has a chance," said one of the police officers on duty, sounding quite envious.

Another person chimed in, "That woman must have taken a liking to Han Ling."

Zhu Yue glared: "What's it to you? Go, go, go to work." (At the entrance of the police station.)

Han Ling watched Xu Qinghe get into the BMW, and when she rolled down the window, he asked, "Have we met before?"

Xu Qinghe laughed and said, "I know you, Officer Han. Remember when we were at the internet cafe?"

Han Ling: "What happens further ahead?"

"Further ahead?" Xu Qinghe asked doubtfully. After thinking carefully, she shook her head and said, "I definitely wouldn't recognize him there, would I? Officer Han is so handsome, if I recognized him, I definitely wouldn't forget him."

After saying that, she winked her left eye at Han Ling, a gesture commonly known as flirting.

"Bye-Bye!"

The BMW drove away.

Han Ling stood there staring at the car's taillights, not leaving for a long time. Others might have thought he was reluctant to leave, but in reality, he was inwardly ranting.

"It doesn't seem like seduction; she could have used a much more direct approach."

"What, you really want to date me?"

"Fine, one day I'll just strip you naked and see how you react."

Han Ling disliked this sense of uncertainty. If the other party revealed any ill intentions, he would absolutely not be polite.

"Officer Han!"

Just as he turned to go back to the station, someone called out to him from not far away.

Han Ling turned her head and saw four people riding over on electric bikes, with Sun Lang in the lead.

Sun Lang's blond hair is still there; it's practically become his trademark.

Han Ling turned around.

Sun Lang pulled over, took an envelope from his car seat, and walked over with a smile: "Officer Han, I'm here to return the money. It's two thousand one hundred and thirty-two, not a penny more or less."

I know you wouldn't accept interest, so I won't. I'll always remember this kindness.

And thanks for what happened to my sister that night.

Han Ling glanced at the envelope, then looked behind Sun Lang, where three young men were standing.

He looks so familiar! Isn't that the thug who bullied Sun Qing that night?
"What's going on?" Han Ling took the envelope, which was about two thousand yuan thick.

The three of them gave Han Ling awkward smiles.

They only found out a few days ago that the person who intervened was a police officer. Luckily, they didn't fight back, and the officer didn't even reveal his identity.

Harassing girls late at night is a crime punishable by arrest.

Sun Lang laughed and said, "Friend, from now on you'll be following me."

Becoming friends with the thug who bullied his sister? Han Ling naturally didn't believe it; before this, the two sides had probably had a "friendly exchange."

The injuries on their faces were clearly not fully healed yet.

"I'm leaving, Officer Han. Let's have a drink sometime." Sun Lang didn't intend to stay any longer. "From now on, I'm going to work hard."

Han Ling stopped him and reminded him, "Sun Lang, if you're thinking of getting involved in shady businesses, you'd better be careful, it's easy to get into trouble."

Sun Lang stopped and turned around: "I would never do anything so heinous as to bully the weak, but these days, the road to wealth is never smooth."

"Who knows, I might come to the police station often in the future. Officer Han, please take good care of me then."

Han Ling: "Just don't go to the branch office to report, otherwise your sister might be blocked if she wants to take the civil service exam in the future."

The review process by public security organs, procuratorates, and courts is extremely rigorous.

“No way.” Sun Lang laughed. “Besides, I wouldn’t let her take the civil service exam. What’s the point of taking the exam? For a stable job. Wouldn’t it be enough if I just made sure she had a stable job for life?”

Han Ling remained silent.

This statement alone shows that Sun Lang has truly turned over a new leaf, at least towards his family.

It's no wonder my sister is so sensible.

(End of this chapter)