Detective from The Future

Soon, Zeng Ping received the owner's message.

Owner, Fan Pengyi

Sex: Male

Date of birth, June 23, 1990

Mobile phone number, 15184853XXXXX

Address, Yuhua District, Shenghua Street, Wanda Apartment,

Wanda Apartment is not close to the parking lot. It takes at least 20 minutes to drive. It is obviously abnormal to park the car at such a far distance.

Moreover, according to the records of the parking lot, after the car was parked here, it never left.

According to Zeng Ping's experience, this car is very suspicious.

Of course, the suspicion is suspect, and there is still not enough evidence to prove that this car is a licensed car that has been to Qindao Amusement Park.

Zeng Ping did not let people search the vehicle rashly, but prepared to find the owner first and ask the other party to cooperate in the investigation.

The owner of the car had a certain suspicion. Since he already had his address, Zeng Ping did not call and summon him, but planned to bring someone to summon him in person.

Twenty minutes later, the group rushed to Wanda's apartment.

This single-family apartment has a total of five floors. The apartment does not have a separate courtyard. There is a shop in front of it.

Rental information is written at the entrance of the apartment, and the rental office is the room on the right side of the lobby on the first floor.

Zeng Ping led people directly into the hall of the apartment, and the room on the right was written as Duty Room.

Wei Zimo knocked on the door. "Boom boom."

"Come in." A young man's voice came from the room.

Zeng Ping led people into the duty room.

There is a bed, a desk, a computer on the desk, and a glass cabinet next to it with two sets of keys hanging on the glass cabinet.

A young man in his twenties was sitting at a computer desk making forms. He turned his head and looked at Zeng Ping. He seemed to be a little puzzled. How come so many people all at once did not look like a renter.

Zeng Ping asked, "Hello, are you the person in charge of the apartment?"

"Yes, are you renting a house, or what's the matter?"

Wei Zimo showed the police officer ID, "We are looking for someone."

"Policeman." The man hurriedly stood up, somewhat surprised, "Who are you looking for?"

Zeng Ping looked at each other up and down, "What is your name?"

"Chu Shaohui."

"What is the nature of this apartment, is it all under your control, or only part of it?"

"This apartment is owned by our company, only renting but not selling."

Zeng Ping nodded. After he saw the structure of this apartment, he had a certain guess, not because he didn't want to buy it, but because of the property rights.

"We are looking for a person named Fan Pengyi. His address is your apartment. Please help to check it."

Chu Shaohui asked, "What is his phone number?"

"15184853XXXXX"

Chu Shaohui sat at the computer desk, crackling on the keyboard, "found it, Fan Pengyi lives in room 317."

Zeng Ping leaned over to check the computer, "How long has he lived here?"

"He has not lived for a short period of time. He rented here last year and adjusted the house once. I can't call his name, but he often meets."

"Does he live with someone or live alone."

Chu Shaohui touched his nose, "I don't know this too well."

"Is he in the apartment now?"

"Should be there. He works night shifts and rests in the apartment during the day."

"Take us to find him, please."

Chu Shaohui hesitated, "Comrade police, what are you looking for? Did he commit something?"

"Don't think too much about it, we are looking for him to get some information."

"Okay, then I will take you up."

Out of the office, Chu Shaohui led Zeng Ping to the elevator.

"How many elevators do you have?"

"Just these two elevators."

"Where are the stairs?"

"There is a staircase to the east."

Zeng Ping said to Wei Zimo on the side, "You take one team member up the stairs, and let two team members guard another elevator."

"Yes." Wei Zimo replied, arranged some arrangements, and took people up the stairs.

"Ding Dong..." The elevator door opened, and a man and a woman walked out of it, looking like a couple, holding hands and walking out of the elevator.

Zeng Ping went into the elevator and went directly to the third floor.

After getting off the elevator, Chu Shaohui pointed to the east, room 317 was there.

Zeng Ping looked at it. There are rooms on both sides of the stairs, and there are at least 20 or 30 rooms in total.

"Crack..."

Only two steps later, a room opened in front of him, and a man walked out with a cigarette in his mouth.

Chu Shaohui was sharp-eyed, "Comrade Police, this is Fan Pengyi who opens the door."

The smoking man turned his head and looked over. After seeing Zeng Ping, he swallowed, then turned and ran east.

A group of Sun Xing chased up, "Police, don't move!"

Fan Pengyi ran faster, and the smoke in his mouth fell.

At this time, Wei Zimo also led people to climb the third floor. Hearing the phrase "police, don't move" he understood the situation here.

"Get out, get out of the way." Fan Pengyi waved his hand and signaled Wei Zimo not to get in the way.

Wei Zimo was dressed in casual clothes, and the other party did not recognize him. Wei Zimo obediently stepped to the wall and gave Fan Pengyi a way to escape.

This section of the corridor was not too far, Fan Pengyi ran over while he was talking, and when he was about to pass Wei Zimo, one leg stretched out, just blocking his raised foot.

With a muffled sound of "bang!" Fan Pengyi fell to the ground.

Wei Zimo and another police officer rushed up in two steps and pressed him directly to the ground, "Police, don't move!"

Fan Pengyi was thrown into a daze, and after hearing this voice, he was shocked to wake up again.

He was very honest, without the slightest resistance.

Wei Zimo dragged him from the ground.

Zeng Ping looked at him up and down, "What is your name?"

"Fan Pengyi."

Zeng Ping said to Chu Shaohui on the side, "Go ahead."

"Oh." Chu Shaohui was taken aback for a moment, looked at Zeng Ping, then at Fan Pengyi before leaving.

Zeng Ping asked, "How's it going, isn't it hurt?"

Fan Pengyi rolled his eyes, "Hey, my leg hurts, I must have fallen."

"Pop!" Wei Zimo gave him a brain scoop directly, "I'm polite to you, and I climbed up along the way, I don't know how many catties I am."

Fan Peng shrank his neck, "I just fell, it hurts a bit, and it's probably fine. Then... Comrade police, what can you do with me?"

Wei Zimo asked back, "What did you commit yourself, you don't know?"

"I haven't committed anything. I'm a good person. There must be some misunderstanding."

Wei Zimo snorted, "What did you run without committing a crime?"

"I...I..." Fan Pengyi hesitated for a while without making it clear.

"Why run?"

"I didn't run, I just... was scared."

"Who scared you?"

"The steward said that you are the police, I heard... right."

"What is it? A policeman is not a tiger. If you are not guilty and have no guilty conscience, what can you do to run."

"I don't know what's wrong with me, maybe it was all of a sudden daze."

Obviously, his explanation did not satisfy Zeng Ping.

Zeng Ping said, "You ran away when you saw the police. Did you hide any dangerous objects? You have a guilty conscience."

"No, what dangerous things can I hide? Nothing."

Zeng Ping winked at Wei Zimo, "Go and search in his room."

Fan Pengyi shouted, "Hey, why are you searching my house? Do you have any documents?"

"We suspect that you have hidden dangerous items in the house, which may endanger the safety of other residents in the apartment. In an emergency, you need to search your room. Is there a problem?" Zeng Ping finished, waved, "Search."

Fan Pengyi was a little anxious, "What the **** are you doing? How did I provoke you."

Zeng Ping asked, "Do you have a car?"

"Yes, what happened."

"What car?"

"White Toyota."

"number plate?"

"Lu B372XK"

This license plate number is the same as the license plate of the parking lot.

"Where is the car?"

"I don't know, I lent it to a friend and opened it."

"What's your friend's name?"

"Zhang Li."