Gao Bin didn't feel happy when he got the confirmation. He stared at the blood pool and couldn't help but said:

"I would like to ask my brothers to help me interview all the prisoners on this floor and take notes. I want to make sure I have seen what happened."

It must have been dark when Director Fei died. If it was daytime, there were so many prisoners on this floor, and it was impossible for no one to see what happened.

Therefore, the crime must have occurred at night when everyone was asleep, but what if someone was awake and happened to see it?

Although the chance is not too great, we cannot let it go.

"This is simple. If you guys heard it or not, please disperse to take notes and ask for more details."

Gao Bin definitely can't command the third team, so Guan Dahai can only give the order.

This guy is quite interesting. If it were a more narrow-minded captain, he might be angry now, thinking that Gao Bin is trying to seize class and power.

When everyone dispersed to question the prisoner, Gao Bin said again:

"Brother Hai, you are an old man from the Second Ward. How many people live in this three-thirds of an acre of land? You should know each person's personality and what they have done, right?"

Guan Dahai nodded:

"I'm not bragging. Although the Second Ward was established not long ago, there are only a few dozen people. They look down and don't see each other every day. No one knows who they are."

Gao Bin breathed a sigh of relief:

"Then help me think about it, who is the most greedy? Who is the most skilled? Who is the easiest to be manipulated?"

Guan Dahai frowned and thought for a while:

"The scope is too big."

After a moment of hesitation, he pulled Gao Bin and whispered:

"To be honest, there is no one in prison who is not greedy. After all, the salary is only so small, which is not enough to support the family. If you want to live well, you must reach out."

Gao Bin indicated that he understood:

"Brother Hai, I just want to find out the scope of the suspects and will not care about corruption."

"I know, what I mean is that this range is difficult to determine. After all, no one will publicize the benefits they have received, right?"

Gao Bin looked at him sideways:

"Then why does our team..."

Guan Dahai smiled bitterly:

"You don't know something. The people in our third team don't have much ambition. If others eat meat, we will drink some soup. If we can't even drink the soup, no one will work here."

Gao Bin understood. No wonder what he said before was that everyone would be prosperous and everyone would suffer. Co-authoring is a collective way to make a small amount of money. If you do something without blaming everyone, you will not be regarded as a thorn in the flesh, but you can also drink oil and water to support your family.

Things are not easy in this era. Gao Bin deeply feels the helplessness of people nowadays.

"Let's not talk about our team. There must be greedy people in other teams. Brother Hai, tell me, if this case cannot be solved, I will also lose the face of the third team."

Guan Dahai was stunned, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

He hadn't thought about this before, but he realized after Gao Bin reminded him that Gao Bin was already a member of the third team. If he had a hard time, wouldn't the entire team also be implicated?

"Let me think about it..." Guan Dahai lowered his head in thought, while Gao Bin was spinning around in the cell.

The cell is not big, just like four or five bungalows. There is a straw mat on one side and a toilet in the corner on the other side. I urinate here and the smell is quite strong.

The cell is almost a completely enclosed structure, with walls on all sides, and a cell door on one side. There is a small window above the cell door, which is blocked by three thumb-thick steel bars. The distance between each bar is less than a punch.

It is impossible for people to get in, but you can clearly see the situation outside through the window.

In other words, if people outside don't come to the window and look in, they won't know the specific situation inside.

If the blood hadn't flowed out along the crack in the door, I'm afraid he wouldn't have died.

Gao Bin turned around several times and suddenly found a stain next to the blood pool at the door. It seemed that someone had cleaned it, but the mark was left on the ground and could not be removed for a while.

He squatted on the ground and didn't mind it being dirty. He stretched out his hand and touched it, then rubbed his fingers on the tip of his nose to smell it, and couldn't help but frown.

"Brother Hai, when is the meal served in the second ward in the morning?"

"Hmm? Breakfast? It's usually between 6:00 and 6:30, sometimes earlier and sometimes later, but it won't deviate from this range."

Guan Dahai saw Gao Bin frowning:

"What did you think of?"

"Who was the first to discover that Director Fei was dead? And who was the first to enter the scene?"

Guan Dahai scratched his head and shouted at the guard outside.

"Who discovered what happened here?"

"It's Chen Ming from Team 6."

"Chen Ming? Find someone to invite him over."

He used the word "please" to indicate that the other party is a veteran.

When Gao Bin saw the person coming, he turned out to be an old guy. He must be 40 years old. Or was he an ordinary prison guard?

Chen Ming has obvious wrinkles on his face, his temples are a little gray, his eyes are indifferent, and his calm face exudes calmness.

"Old Chen, our third team is responsible for investigating the case. The guard said it was you who discovered the situation?" Guan Dahai smiled. It was obvious that he and the other party were old acquaintances, but the relationship could not be said to be very good.

"Guan Dui, I discovered it."

"How did you find out?"

"While on routine patrol, I saw blood at the door at a glance. I realized something was wrong and rushed over to check. I saw Director Fei lying motionless on the straw mat. The blood was flowing down his wrist and it was almost dry.

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The two of them were asking and answering questions. Gao Bin held his shoulders and listened. At the same time, he observed Lao Chen's facial expression. He was too calm, as if he was not surprised by this kind of thing, so he spoke.

"Hello, Old Chen, my name is Gao Bin, and I am responsible for investigating this case."

Chen Ming glanced at him and nodded:

"I know, Section Chief Lu gave the order."

"You were the first to discover the situation, so who was the first to rush into the cell?"

"It's me too." Chen Ming's eyelids twitched, a very subtle tremor that most people couldn't see at all, but Gao Bin not only inherited Ip Man's consciousness, but also had the ability to capture movements.

Without such dynamic vision, Ip Man would not have become a great master.

"What did you do after you rushed in?"

"I squatted next to Director Fei and called him. After I was sure there was no response, I called the doctor. At the same time, I stretched out my hand to detect the carotid artery and found that there was no pulse at all."

Gao Bin asked:

"Then what?"

"Then? I asked someone to protect the scene, walked out of the room myself, and reported to Section Chief Lu."

"You went to report to Section Chief Lu yourself?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"Haha, no problem."

Gao Bin asked questions faster and faster. He found that Chen Ming could deal with it calmly at first, but later became a little anxious.

Why? Tired of asking yourself?

"If nothing happens, I'll go back to the team first."

"Don't worry, I haven't finished asking yet."

Without giving Chen Ming more time to think, he immediately asked:

"Didn't you kick over anything when you rushed in?"

Chen Ming was stunned:

"Uh... By the way, I kicked over the dinner plate and the soup spilled all over the floor, but I didn't care."

"Okay, I have no problem. Let's go back first. Thank you for your cooperation."

"It's okay." Chen Ming took a deep look at Gao Bin, turned around and left.

Guan Dahai asked doubtfully:

"Do you think there's something wrong with him?"

"It's hard to say, what is Chen Ming like as a person? What is his background?"

Guan Dahai searches for memory:

"Old Chen is not bad. He is usually not showy or talkative. He is quite honest."

Gao Bin shook his head:

"Impossible, you also said that there are no good people in prison."
To be continued...