"Last time, what happened to Zhao Xiaoshan?"

"He was beaten, and I told the police, but he refused. Ning Yuerong choked up.

"Why was he beaten?"

"It's about his job. ”

"What does he do?"

"Xiaoshan is an online writer. ”

"Is that what you write online?"

"Yes, yes, Xiaoshan works hard, he can code words every day, he is really diligent. ”

Chen Xia pouted: "Yo, what kind of serious work is that." ”

"Mom, there is no distinction between high and low work, Xiaoshan likes to write very much, this is his dream, I believe he will succeed and write a work that will be recognized by everyone. Ning Yuerong had a determined look in her eyes.

"Ahem. Han Bin coughed lightly and interrupted the words of the two people: "Since he is writing at home, why is he being beaten." ”

Ning Yuerong said helplessly: "Internet writers have to update every day, some time ago, Xiaoshan Kawen, I couldn't think of it after sitting at the computer desk for a day, I could only write one update a day, and a reader thought he had little update, so he beat him." ”

"Poof!"

Zhao Ming couldn't help laughing, this reason is too bloody, he doesn't know if others believe it or not, anyway, he doesn't believe it.

Han Bin glared at him and continued to ask: "I, too, it's really annoying that the author doesn't update well, it's normal to despise it in this chapter, and it's not enough to beat people." ”

I didn't believe it at first, so I asked Xiaoshan if there was any other reason, and Xiaoshan said...... He also broke the context. ”

Han Bin "......"

Zhao Ming "......"

Well, for the latter reason, Han Bin is also a little unsure.

Possible...... Probably...... Maybe it's a motivation.

"What's the name of the book friend who hit him?"

"I don't know, he won't say. ”

Zhao Ming asked: "Since he was beaten, why didn't he call the police?"

Ning Yuerong sighed: "He said that book friends are so impulsive, they really like his works, they are iron fans, and they are also recognized by him." ”

Chen Xia was a little speechless: "Oh, you said that these online writers are stupid in writing, they were beaten, and they were still secretly having fun." ”

Ning Yuerong's eyes were red: "Mom, how can you say that, I know you don't like him and think that his work is unstable, but I am in true love with him, he is very good to me, I don't care about his work." ”

"Mom is also from your age, for your own good, don't expect you to find a rich one, at least find a serious job. Chen Xia said earnestly.

Ma Jingbo interrupted the two: "Okay, let's go to Zhao Xiaoshan's house." ”

Room 702, Unit 2, Building 1.

"Click. Ning Yuerong opened the door: "Xiaoshan, are you at home?"

There was no response in the house.

Han Bin was the first to enter the house wearing a mask, and as soon as he entered the door, there was no one in the kitchen, and he didn't see anyone when he entered the living room.

This is a two-bedroom apartment, Zhao Ming and Tian Li checked the room and toilet, but they didn't find any trace of Zhao Xiaoshan.

"Xiaoshan, where are you going?" Ning Yuerong cried.

Han Bin looked around, there was not much furniture in the living room, and on the right hand side was the master bedroom, with only one bed, a wardrobe, and two bedside tables, and the quilt on the bed was messy, and he didn't clean it up after getting up.

Lying on the side is a desk, office chair, and a computer, snacks, and a bucket of instant noodles.

Han Bin checked it, and there was still a small half of the instant noodles left: "Is Zhao Xiaoshan's meal large?"

"Big, he uses his brain, and he can't concentrate when he's hungry, so he usually eats more. Ning Yuerong said.

"Does he usually have a habit of leftovers?"

"No, he's very economical, the two of us go out to eat together, and if I eat the rest of the noodles, he will take them and eat them. Ning Yuerong said, and couldn't help crying again.

"Looks like he's in a hurry. Ma Jingbo glanced at the instant noodle bucket:

"Does he eat instant noodles a lot?"

"Yes, he doesn't cook often, and the speed of cooking is relatively slow, he is afraid of delaying the time of the code word, and he usually orders takeout, and now is a special period, and he often eats instant noodles during this time. ”

Ma Jingbo touched the keyboard with gloves: "Aren't his parents' house in the city? Why don't you go home?"

"Creation requires space, and there is no way to concentrate in a place where there are many people, which will affect the efficiency of codewords. ”

"In this way, Zhao Xiaoshan's dedication is quite strong. ”

"Yes, Xiaoshan really likes to write. ”

Han Bin checked the windows, and the sashes were intact and closed: "This house was specially rented by him for the sake of code characters?"

"No, he bought it. Ning Yuerong said.

"Did his parents pay for it, or did he earn money to buy it?"

Ning Yuerong said with some pride: "The conditions of Xiaoshan's family are average, and they are two brothers, his parents can't afford to buy him a house, so he earned his own money to buy it." ”

"How do you make money?" Zhao Ming said in surprise, the housing prices in Qindao are not cheap, and there are a few young people in their twenties who can buy a house on their own.

"Code words, this is what he bought with money from code words. ”

"My day, really fake, writes so to make money. Zhao Ming was even more surprised.

Ning Yuerong glanced at her mother: "Although most authors don't make money, Xiaoshan is different, he really works hard, loves this industry very much, and has a lot of talent for code words, he can rely on this industry to support himself." ”

Zhao Ming still didn't believe it: "How much money does he earn every month?"

Ning Yuerong glanced at her mother again: "Thirty or forty thousand." ”

"Tut, I want to change my career. Han Bin said with a smile.

"Brother Bin, if you change careers, you have to take me with you. Zhao Ming quipped.

"While playing, your family has no shortage of houses. ”

Zhao Ming "......"

Han Bin took out his mobile phone: "What is the name of Zhao Xiaoshan?"

"The king of estate. ”

Han Bin searched: "His pen name is Ning Xiaoshan." ”

"Yes. ”

Han Binye, who is an old bookworm, also knows a little about the industry, he has not heard the pen name of Ning Xiaoshan, which proves that the other party is not a famous author.

He clicked on the book The King of Real Estate, and felt that the results of this book were average, could he really make so much money?

Han Bin was a little skeptical.

He called Tian Li over and whispered a few words.

Then the group went to the living room and officially made a note for Ning Yuerong.

Han Bin made a routine inquiry, and said straight to the point: "How long have you known Zhao Xiaoshan?"

"It's been more than a year. ”

"How's your relationship going?"

"It's good, we're both serious, we have common hobbies, we rarely quarrel. Ning Yuerong said.

"What time did you contact him yesterday morning?"

"It's past eight o'clock. ”

"Exact time. ”

Ning Yuerong looked at the call record on her mobile phone: "Eight thirty-two o'clock." ”

"When did you notice that his phone wasn't working?"

"At five o'clock in the afternoon, I sent him a WeChat message, but he didn't reply. At that time, I thought he was busy, at eight o'clock in the evening, I sent him WeChat and still didn't reply, called him at half past eight, and found that his mobile phone was down. I realized something was wrong. ”

"Why didn't you call the police at the time?"

"I'm not sure what happened to him, I wanted to come to his house to have a look, but now is a special period, my parents don't let me go out during the day, let alone at night, I also wonder if his mobile phone is out of battery, so I waited all night, who knew ......it would be like this" Ning Yuerong sobbed again.

"Has Zhao Xiaoshan had any abnormalities recently?"

"Nope. ”

"Does he have any close friends? ”

Ning Yuerong thought for a while: "No, he is a very homely person and doesn't have any good friends." ”

"What do you think about his disappearance?"

Ning Yuerong shook her head: "I don't know, I never thought that this kind of thing would happen to him, he is a very good person, very kind, this kind of thing shouldn't happen to him." ”

Seeing that Ning Yuerong was about to cry again, Han Bin's words changed: "How is the relationship between your parents and Zhao Xiaoshan?"

"My parents don't really want the two of us to be together, they think that Xiaoshan's family conditions are average, there is a younger brother who goes to college, and there is no serious job, they are afraid that I will suffer if I marry into Xiaoshan's family, I can understand them, I know that they are for my good. However, they didn't understand me and Xiaoshan. ”

Ning Yuerong twisted her hands together and said with a look of longing: "I believe that when I am with Xiaoshan, I will definitely get better and better, Xiaoshan will also have his own career, he will become a successful writer, and my parents will be impressed." ”

"Did your parents have any conflicts with Zhao Xiaoshan?" Han Bin said tentatively.

"No, Xiaoshan went to our house, and the atmosphere was not bad at that time, and there were no conflicts. ”

"Did Zhao Xiaoshan say who he was going to meet, or where he was going?"

"No, I thought about it carefully, and I didn't feel anything unusual. Ning Yuerong wiped her eyes.

"Has anything changed in this room?" asked Han Bin.

"No, Xiaoshan rarely cleans up the house, and I usually come to help him clean up. ”

"Does Zhao Xiaoshan have any transportation?"

"Xiaoshan, he has a car, and usually the car keys are in the bag at the door, I saw it when I came in, but it was gone. ”

"What car?"

"It's a white BMW. ”

"He bought it himself, too?"

"Yes. ”

After asking a few more questions, without asking for more clues, Han Bin let Ning Yuerong and Chen Xia leave.

Before leaving, Ning Yuerong still grabbed Han Bin's arm and asked Zhao Xiaoshan what happened.

Now the facts of the case are still unclear, and Han Bin can't say much, so he can only say a few perfunctory words.

Tell her that if there is progress in the case or Zhao Xiaoshan is found, she will be contacted as soon as possible.

Only then did Ning Yuerong refuse to leave.

After sending Ning Yuerong's mother and daughter away, Han Bin returned to the living room and asked Ma Jingbo who was sitting on the sofa, "Captain Ma, do you want to call someone from the technical team over?"

"Well, I've already notified. Ma Jingbo said thoughtfully.

Seeing that the other party was a little absent-minded, Han Bin couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking?"

Ma Jingbo touched his chin: "Write, is it really so profitable?"

Han Bin shook his head and smiled: "I don't know much about this." ”

After a while, the technical team arrived, surveyed the house, and found no blood.

Zhao Xiaoshan's computer was also brought back to the Yuhua branch.

For an online writer, a computer is indispensable, and it may be possible to find some important clues.

Han Bin also searched out a real estate certificate from the cabinet, and the owner's name was Zhao Xiaoshan.

There were still thousands of dollars in cash under the drawer of the coffee table in the living room, and there was no sign of theft in the house.

After a while, Tian Li and Zhao Ming came back.

Ma Jingbo glanced at the two of them: "Does the property company have any clues?"

"We checked the surveillance of the property, and at nine o'clock yesterday morning, the man suspected of Zhao Xiaoshan was wearing a mask, got out of the garage in the elevator, and left the community in a white BMW. Zhao Ming said.

Ma Jingbo nodded and ordered: "Send a screenshot of Zhao Xiaoshan's video to Ning Yuerong and let her identify it." ”

"Yes. ”

Han Bin glanced at his watch and asked Tian Li on the side, "Is there any news from the station?"

"I was about to report to you, I contacted the website written by Zhao Xiaoshan, and the person in charge of the website checked, Zhao Xiaoshan is indeed the contracted author of the website, and the book called the King of Real Estate was also written by him, but his manuscript fee last month was not thirty or forty thousand. ”

"How much is that?"

"More than two thousand before tax, less than two thousand after tax. ”

Ma Jingbo was a little surprised: "RMB?"

"Yes. ”

"This Ning Yuerong said that the monthly salary is thirty or forty thousand, but the difference is nearly twenty times. Han Bin took out his mobile phone and found the king of real estate again, but he felt that the income of about 2,000 was more in line.

"I don't think there's any need for the webmaster to lie. Tian Li said.

Ma Jingbo nodded: "Either Ning Yuerong lied, or Zhao Xiaoshan lied." ”

"I also think these two people lied. Han Bin agreed, then thought of something, and continued: "However, Zhao Xiaoshan's name is indeed written in the house book, how did his house and car come about? ”

"I'm thinking about that too. Ma Jingbo stood up and paced a few steps: "Will Zhao Xiaoshan have other jobs, the so-called online writer is just a cover." ”