Chapter 430: The Little Policeman Eating Watermelon
The police quickly found the man named Ji Biao based on the facial recognition system in the surveillance video.
It turned out to be a fake name. This person's real name was Ji Sanhu. He was unemployed and had been caught for petty theft. However, the amount of money he stole was not enough to file a case, so he was detained for a few days.
Later, fewer and fewer people used cash, his performance declined rapidly, and he began to think about changing careers.
His parents gave him a good-looking appearance, looking fair and gentle, so he worked as a male model in a bar for a while. I heard he was quite popular, but he was caught once.
It was he who called the police when he was arrested. The rich woman who paid him that time had strong tastes and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he called the police himself.
Of course, calling the police this time also cut off his path to continue doing this job.
"It seems he has found a new way to make money." The young policeman said half-jokingly.
"The person has been found." Another police officer on duty shouted at us.
A man named Ji Sanhu checked into a small hotel on the outskirts of the city an hour ago, not far from where we are. The police immediately went out to arrest him.
"You can go back after you finish taking the statement."
"No, I want to wait for you to catch him back."
"Are you really in love?" Huang Tianyi looked like he wanted to hit someone.
"No!" Pang Xiaomin clenched his fists in hatred and said through gritted teeth, "I want to scold him in person, to his face."
Xiao Yan rolled her eyes and said, "You scared me to death. Looking at you like that, I thought you were going to hit someone."
Half an hour later, Ji Sanhu and his two accomplices were brought back by the police, and the three bottles of Moutai taken away from the restaurant were also brought back.
When Ji Sanhu saw Pang Xiaomin, he hurriedly said, "Xiaomin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lie to you. Please listen to my excuses. No, please listen to my explanation.
I was planning to send my friend back to the hotel and then come back to find you.
You have to believe me."
I'm really impressed. Even after being taken to the police station, he still wanted to act like a loving person and make a last-ditch effort.
The young policeman was a pretty nice guy. He should have started the interrogation right after bringing Pang Xiaomin back, but he even opened a small back door to let Pang Xiaomin vent her anger by cursing.
After the two started arguing, the young policeman opened the drawer, grabbed a handful of peanuts, and began to eat them with relish.
I looked at him in disbelief. The tall, handsome policeman smiled shyly and asked, "Would you like some too?"
I was speechless and shook my head to refuse.
Pang Xiaomin said bitterly, "You even have a fake name, and you still have the nerve to say you didn't lie to me?"
Ji Sanhu said with a sad face: "It's not that I want to lie to you, it's just that the name Sanhu is too ugly, so I changed my name to Ji Biao, not to lie to you."
"Then why did you even change your last name?"
"No, my last name is still Ji. The "Ji" in WeChat was typed wrongly. I'm too lazy to change it. It's a misunderstanding."
"What else do you have to argue about? You're a civil servant, graduated from a top university, and your parents both work in government departments. You're quite good at creating a persona." Huang Tianyi thought Pang Xiaomin was too dumb and finished the sentence for her in one breath.
"I'm not lying. I graduated from Jiubawu Middle School and worked in the town government cafeteria after graduation.
My father is a janitor at the town government office, and my mother is a cook in the town government cafeteria."
Wow, this is a 985 university.
He even felt a little aggrieved, "I told the truth, I just said it in a different way, and you called me a liar."
We were all speechless. Pang Xiaomin suddenly felt tired. What could she say to such a person?
My phone rang. It was Lao Xiao. “Baby, what are you doing?”
The uncle's daily checkup began, "I'm at the police station."
"What happened?" he said jokingly.
I replied angrily: "Scamming, gambling, and whoring."
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