Chapter 43: Captured

◎Who did you kill? Tell me clearly!◎

People are like this, they prefer to believe what they expect to happen.

Zhan Xiaolan had clearly told Xiong Chengfeng that the child had been aborted. But when Zhao Xiangwan told him that the child was still alive, Xiong Chengfeng, who missed his son so much, immediately chose to believe her.

After a struggle, Xiong Chengfeng asked Zhao Xiangwan: "You, what do you want to know?"

Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Where is Zhan Xiaolan?"

Xiong Chengfeng fell into deep thought.

[Tell her that it's nothing. Let the police take Xiaolan away. At most, I will be charged with kidnapping. I will be imprisoned for seven or eight years and then released. I will still be a good man. As long as the police don't dig up the backyard, they won't find the corpse buried underneath, and the crime won't be serious. Anyway, I already have a son. No... I don't even know whether what this damn woman said is true or not. Why am I being led around by her nose?]

"As long as the police don't dig in the backyard, they won't find the bodies buried underneath." This sentence made Zhao Xiangwan's heart tremble. This man is extremely vicious, killing people and burying bodies. As long as we find his lair, we can find the evidence!

Zhao Xiangwan lowered his eyes and thought to himself. What he had to do now was to make him believe what he said. With the ability to read minds, Zhao Xiangwan knew very well how to package a lie.

"Zhan Xiaolan did intend to abort the child, but she couldn't bear to do so because it was a living being. The child grew up well, healthy, smart, and cute. But because she got pregnant before marriage, Zhan Xiaolan didn't dare to keep the child with her, so she gave him away."

Xiong Chengfeng's eyes flashed with ferocity: "How dare she give my child away!"

Zhao Xiangwan: "What should I do? You gave her 200 yuan to make her have an abortion and force her to break up. She is only 18 years old and doesn't know anything. Are you going to let her cry and beg you to get back together? She almost died on the delivery bed due to heavy bleeding during childbirth. It was really pitiful. You didn't want to cherish her at that time and bullied a girl who just came out of the countryside to work. Now you don't want to treat her well. You put her in a box and took her away and hid her. How can you treat the woman who gave birth to your child with so much hardship like this?"

How to make a lie seem true? Just pay attention to the details.

Perhaps because of her eagerness to have a child and her attachment to her mother, Xiong Chengfeng was touched when he heard that Zhan Xiaolan had encountered such a great danger when giving birth, and the fierceness in his eyes gradually dissipated and became gentle.

[What the policewoman said sounded so convincing, it must be true. Xiaolan hated me for forcing her to have an abortion and was afraid that I would snatch the child from her, so she said to abort the child. In fact, the child is still alive and well, right? I wonder what he looks like, does he look like me?]

Zhao Xiangwan gave a drastic measure: "Do you want to see a photo of the child? I saw it at Zhan Ping's place. It should be a one-year-old photo. It's very cute."

There was a glimmer of anticipation in Xiong Chengfeng's eyes. The handcuffs fixed him to the iron interrogation chair, preventing him from making any major movements. But at this moment, because he was completely attracted by Zhao Xiangwan's words, he leaned forward unconsciously, with his back forming an arc.

"Okay." At this moment, Xiong Chengfeng no longer had any doubts.

He is the only son in the family. He left the countryside at the age of 15 and worked everywhere. He first worked as a bricklayer on a construction site. Because of his good physique and courage to fight, he was noticed by the local sand tyrants. Every day, he either fought for land or got into group fights. In one group fight, he accidentally injured someone and caused disability, and was sentenced to prison.

After being released from prison, Xiong Chengfeng left his original environment and started a business in Xing City, but he still couldn't change his reckless and aggressive nature. He had a hot temper and was ruthless, but because of his tall and mighty appearance and generous gestures, he was very attractive to girls. He had a strong secretion of male hormones and no sense of morality. He almost accepted everyone and wandered freely in the flowers.

Although Xiong Chengfeng is fierce, he is very filial to his parents. After his father passed away, facing his mother's prayers, he felt the pressure to continue the family line. But when he began to consider getting married and having children, he found that he could not make a woman pregnant, which made him a little panicked.

After two years of hard work, when the hospital's examination results came out and he saw the three words "weak sperm", Xiong Chengfeng almost collapsed - a useless man, a dead end, sorry for his parents, and ashamed of his ancestors...

All kinds of negative emotions surged up in his mind, and he felt only darkness before his eyes.

One day, he drove his van past the entrance of a shoe store and accidentally saw Zhan Xiaolan. He then remembered that he had once made this woman pregnant, and suddenly saw hope. Maybe the child was still alive? Maybe he was already a father?

The less you have, the more you cherish it.

——This sentence is fully reflected in Xiong Chengfeng.

Noticing that Xiong Chengfeng was already interested, Zhao Xiangwan stood up and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go get the photo from Zhan Ping."

Xiong Chengfeng's eyes followed Zhao Xiangwan until the door of the interrogation room was closed. He was still staring at the door, as if he wanted to stare a hole in it.

Half an hour later, Zhao Xiangwan came in, took out a half-inch black-and-white photo, and placed it in front of Xiong Chengfeng.

Xiong Chengfeng's hands and body were fixed in the chair, unable to move much. With trembling hands, he slowly took the photo, staring at the small photo greedily.

The child has short hair, wears a white short-sleeved shirt and a pair of floral overalls, and has a pair of bare white feet. He sits on a small chair. He has a chubby body, big eyes, pouty lips, and a pair of big ears that stick out of the wind. He is interesting and cute.

The more he watched, the more excited Xiong Chengfeng became.

He watched for a full five minutes, his eyes gradually filled with tears, and he said excitedly: "My son! It's really my son! Look at these big ears, they are exactly the same as mine when I was a child. And these eyes, double eyelids, are like me, just like me."

Zhao Xiangwan rolled his eyes in his heart. This man really missed his son so much that he was going crazy.

[He is my son. I have a son now. I am worthy of my ancestors. It is no problem to tell the police where Zhan Xiaolan is, but they must find my son. I did not kill anyone. up. ]

Zhao Xiangwan saw that the time was right and asked again, "Where is Zhan Xiaolan?"

After thinking for a moment, Xiong Chengfeng looked up at Yao Guocheng standing beside him and said, "I have a condition."

Yao Guocheng said sternly: "You tell me."

Xiong Chengfeng said, "I'll take you there, but you have to let me talk to my mother and Zhan Xiaolan alone for half an hour."

[I have to let Xiaolan take my son back. If she doesn't want to raise him, she can give him to my mother. I have made a little money in the past two years. I put the money and passbook in a bag in the car and leave them all to my mother. My mother is not even sixty yet, she will definitely be happy to raise her own grandson.]

Yao Guocheng looked at Zhao Xiangwan.

Zhao Xiangwan nodded.

Although he was the most senior and the highest-ranking, he didn't know why he would subconsciously follow Zhao Xiangwan's advice. Yao Guocheng felt a little feverish, raised his hand and clenched his fist, put it to his mouth and coughed: "Okay. You take us to rescue Zhan Xiaolan, and I agree that you can talk to her and your mother. But... alone, that's impossible."

Xiong Chengfeng also knew that the police had concerns, so he had to agree.

Xiong Chengfeng asked Zhao Xiangwan: "Can I keep this photo?"

Zhao Xiangwan replied calmly, "Sure." I guess when you know the truth, you will be so angry that you will tear up this photo, right?

The police drove there overnight.

The police car headlights illuminated the dark country road ahead. Xiong Chengfeng was so familiar with this road that he could tell where to turn and where to go straight even with his eyes closed.

Huxia District is located in the eastern suburbs of the city. About an hour's drive from the city, you can smell the smell of water in the air, and you are not far from your destination.

Wuzhigou is located in the lake branch, with separated fish ponds and farmhouses scattered around.

The Jinlian Lake was rippling with green waves and the lakeshore was winding. The police car was speeding on the narrow country road with its headlights on. It was really necessary to drive carefully. The leader Huang Yi slowed down the speed.

Xiong Chengfeng sneered: "Why don't I drive it?"

Huang Yi was indignant when he saw that he was still in the mood to joke when he was about to die: "Tsk! What a good attitude!"

Xiong Chengfeng was indeed in a good mood. His hands were handcuffed, but he still tightly grasped the photo of his "son": "I have a son, do you know? I have a son. Tell my mother later, she will be so happy."

Huang Yi replied unhappily: "What's so great about having a son?"

Xiong Chengfeng grinned and said, "Great, very great."

His asthenospermia is a congenital genetic defect, and the doctor said there is no cure. Zhan Xiaolan was able to get pregnant, not only because she was extremely easy to conceive, but also because of luck. It can be said that this son came very hard, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as one in a million.

Driving slowly along the way, two police cars stopped in front of a lonely farm house.

A fence was built with half-human-high stakes. Outside the fence was a large fish pond. There was weeds growing in front of the wooden door, giving a desolate feeling.

The car lights swept over the fence, the lights in the house came on, and an old female voice came: "Ah Feng is back?"

Hearing this voice, Xiong Chengfeng raised his head, subconsciously put down his handcuffed hands and clasped them between his legs, and begged the police officers guarding him on both sides: "Get some clothes and help me cover it."

Huang Yi snorted coldly: "If you are afraid of your parents worrying, how dare you do something illegal?"

Xiong Chengfeng did not refute his words, but continued to beg: "Don't let my mother see my handcuffs, I'm afraid it will scare her."

I pushed the door open and drove, the night wind was as strong as water.

Huang Yi took off his coat and put it on Xiong Chengfeng's arm to cover the shiny handcuffs. He warned with a cold face: "Behave yourself!"

Xiong Chengfeng moved his hands under his clothes to make them look more natural, then he raised his voice and shouted, "Mom, I'm back——"

An old woman with gray hair pushed open the fence door. The smile on her face froze for a moment when she saw the flashing red light on the roof of the police car.

Xiong Chengfeng stepped forward and shouted, "Mom!"

The old woman's eyes swept over the policeman beside him, and her steps stumbled, and she almost fell. She held onto the edge of the fence, trying to stand steady, and said in a trembling voice: "Ah Feng, you, you are..."

Xiong Chengfeng tried hard to put on a smile: "Mom, I have good news for you, I have a son!" Without waiting for the old woman to react, he stuffed the photo he had been holding into her hands, his voice full of joy, "Look, this is the son Xiaolan gave birth to me, and she didn't actually abort the baby."

On a moonless night, it was dark outside, with only the lights of the police car casting a bright light.

The old woman looked at the photo under the car lights and immediately recognized it as her grandson. She held the photo tightly, her eyes gleaming with a bright light: "Really? Oh, my God, even if I die today, I will be at peace. Quick, quick, I will burn incense and tell your father."

Xiong Chengfeng winked at Huang Yi and said, "She's in the inner room. The key is in the vase in the main room. Bring Xiaolan out."

Huang Yi led his men into the house, and the old woman's lips began to tremble.

Xiong Chengfeng tried to comfort his mother: "I, I have already turned myself in, and my sentence will definitely be reduced. Don't worry, mom, the passbook and money are in the storage box of my van, which is downstairs in the dormitory, remember to get them. I will ask Xiaolan to bring my son back, and you help me raise him, and I will be filial to you when I get out."

The old woman nodded and cried, "Ah Feng, you have changed... Mom is worried every day."

Zhao Xiangwan got off the last car and heard the old woman's inner thoughts.

[I am an uneducated rural old woman who only knows how to grow vegetables, raise fish, feed chickens, and cook. I can't stop what Afeng wants to do. There is nothing I can do. I only have this one son, and I can't give him anything. I can only do whatever he says. He got into a fight before and beat someone up. I tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen and ended up in jail. After he was released, he robbed and brought people back to bury them in the yard. I tried to persuade him again, asking him not to kill again, but he didn't listen and killed one after another. This time he brought back a girl and tied her to the bed. It's a sin... What can I do? ]

Zhao Xiangwan's gaze turned much colder.

There must be something hateful about a pitiful person. To harm a child is like killing him.

The old woman is equally guilty and does not deserve sympathy.

The farmhouse Xiong Chengfeng bought was very remote, surrounded by fish ponds, and usually no one lived there. The police drove over in three cars, a large group of people, but they did not alarm the surrounding crowd.

A female police officer helped the pale, weak Zhan Xiaolan out of the house. When she passed by Xiong Chengfeng, she turned around suddenly and spat in his face.

The old woman hurriedly protected her son, raised her right hand and used her sleeve to wipe the dirt off his face. She murmured, "Why bother? Why bother? We are all family..."

Hearing the words "we are all family", Xiong Chengfeng's face twisted, and he suppressed his anger and said to Zhan Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, I know I was wrong, please forgive me. I only ask you to take my son back. If you don't raise him, my mother will."

Zhan Xiaolan was stunned for a long time: "What son?"

Xiong Chengfeng felt a chill run down his spine when he saw her expression. His eyes widened and his voice became hoarse: "You didn't abort the child, you gave birth to him, right? You gave him away, didn't you? I heard from the police officer that your aunt has a photo of the child."

Under the light of the car lights, Zhan Xiaolan's pale face was full of sarcasm: "You miss your son so much that you're crazy, right? It was you who threw 200 yuan at me and caused me to have an abortion. Have you forgotten?"

Xiong Chengfeng felt the chill gradually spreading through his body, his teeth began to chatter, and a "cluck, cluck" sound echoed in his mouth, causing a dizziness in his head. He tried hard to control this fear and turned to look at Zhao Xiangwan who was standing in the distance.

Zhao Xiangwan smiled and said nothing.

Xiong Chengfeng finally found his voice: "No, no, no, it was the police comrade who said that. She would not lie. Look, isn't this the child you gave away?" He snatched the photo from the mother's hand, raised his hands high, and handed it to Zhan Xiaolan.

Huang Yi's coat slid down, and the handcuffs that tightly handcuffed Xiong Chengfeng flashed a cold light.

Zhan Xiaolan laughed out loud when she saw him handcuffed. She had been trapped for a week and had already made up her mind to die. She had been fasting to protest and was so hungry that she was dizzy and out of shape. This laugh was a bit crazy.

"Hahahaha... Xiong Chengfeng, where did you get the photo? You want to adopt a son now? It's too late! Who told you that I gave birth to a child? Go ask him."

Having a son has become Xiong Chengfeng's obsession, but Zhan Xiaolan's words hit him ruthlessly. He dared not confront Zhao Xiangwan, and could only beg Zhan Xiaolan: "We once loved each other and had a happy time, right? I just love you too much, so I brought you here. If you give me my son, I will give you money, a lot of money, okay? I have already surrendered to the police and brought them to find you. Just consider my efforts to atone for my sins and return my son to me."

Zhan Xiaolan remained unmoved, and stood with her knees slightly bent under the support of the female police officer. She was weak and had just talked too much, so she couldn't catch her breath: "I, didn't, give birth."

Seeing that soft tactics didn't work, Xiong Chengfeng's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Zhan Xiaolan, don't refuse a toast and then drink a punishment wine! If you hand over your son, our grudge will be wiped out. If you don't hand him over, I will kill your whole family when I get out of prison! I have already investigated your aunt's family and your college boyfriend thoroughly, no one can escape!"

Huang Yi came over, picked up his coat, dusted it off, and looked at him with lightning in his eyes: "Xiong Chengfeng, you threatened the person involved, your crime is even more serious!"

Xiong Chengfeng held the photo tightly in his hand, as if it were a piece of driftwood for a drowning man.

"This is my son, this is my son!"

His voice gradually turned sobbing: "This is my son, give him back to me! Who gave me the photo? Who gave it to me?"

Xiong Chengfeng's eyes searched the crowd.

Huang Yi subconsciously stood in front of Zhao Xiangwan. In order to trick Xiong Chengfeng into revealing the whereabouts of Zhan Xiaolan, Zhao Xiangwan made up a lie. If Xiong Chengfeng held a grudge against her, it would be bad for her.

"Yes! It's you, the female police officer! Come out to me and tell me this is my son. You said you would exchange my secret for this secret. I have already told you the whereabouts of Zhan Xiaolan. Find my son!"

Zhao Xiangwan is tall, and Huang Yi did not cover her up properly, so Xiong Chengfeng found her at a glance.

Huang Yi turned his head nervously to look at Zhao Xiangwan, but found that she was calm and composed, not panicking at all.

Zhao Xiangwan walked out from behind Huang Yi and said, "Brother, send Zhan Xiaolan to the hospital first and notify her family. We still have a lot of things to do here."

Huang Yi didn't understand what she was thinking. Since Zhan Xiaolan had been found, Xiong Chengfeng had pleaded guilty, and the case was closed, why did she say "there are still a lot of things to do"?

Xiong Chengfeng stared at Zhao Xiangwan and asked in a low growl, "You, are you lying to me?"

Zhao Xiangwan raised his right hand, quickly snatched the photo from his hand, put it in his pocket, and said with a smile: "This is the photo I borrowed from Brother Liu's wallet. I have to return it to him."

Liu Liangju's daughter Niuniu is exactly three and a half years old this year, about the same age as the son Xiong Chengfeng had in mind. Zhao Xiangwan had seen Niuniu's one-year-old photo in Liu Liangju's wallet, so she called him and asked him to send it over.

Niu Niu had very little hair at that time, so her family shaved her head when she was six months old. When she had just grown an inch of hair, she looked like a boy. Xiong Chengfeng missed his son so much that he was sure that the child in the photo was his son. He kept giving him the impression that he looked very similar to himself.

Seeing Zhao Xiangwan acting like this, Xiong Chengfeng's mind became clear - he was cheated!

He yelled, broke free from the police's grip, and rushed towards Zhao Xiangwan: "I'm going to kill you! Kill you--"

Without waiting for him to get close, Zhao Xiangwan threw Xiong Chengfeng sideways with a neat shoulder throw. Huang Yi followed closely behind and pinned him to the ground.

The mother bear's voice was distorted with anxiety: "Don't hit him, please, don't hit him!"

Zhao Xiangwan looked down at Xiong Chengfeng struggling desperately, cursing incoherently: "You damned bastard, how dare you lie to me! I'm going to kill your whole family!"

Zhao Xiangwan shouted, "Who did you kill? Tell me clearly!"

The mother bear's voice suddenly disappeared, like a chicken with its neck stuck.

Xiong Chengfeng's eyes were red, and he laughed strangely: "Just wait, I'll kill you when I come out!"

Zhao Xiangwan put his hands behind his back, looked across the fenced yard, and looked at the old locust tree swaying in the dark night: "Kill me? Haha. I think this yard is very suitable for killing people and burying bodies."

Huang Yi and Yao Guocheng were immediately alert: "Are you saying that Xiong Chengfeng killed someone?"

Zhao Xiangwan nodded: "Yes!"

Xiong Chengfeng lowered his head to the ground and turned to look at Zhao Xiangwan. "You are talking nonsense! You are talking nonsense! I just kidnapped Zhan Xiaolan and wanted to ask about my son's whereabouts. How can that be considered murder?"

The night wind blew, and Zhao Xiangwan seemed to smell the smell of blood in the wind.

The corpses buried underground finally saw the light of day.

The police officers from the Wufulu Police Station worked all night and dug out three large bags of corpses from the backyard of Xiong Chengfeng's home, including five skulls.

Five lives lost! The case was so serious that it was quickly reported to the city and departmental bureaus, and Wufu Police Station became famous.

This is a major murder case!

Xiong Chengfeng and his mother were taken back to the Municipal Bureau for trial.

When the news spread, Zhao Xiangwan, who had returned to the City Bureau's Serious Crime Unit, was immediately surrounded.

Xu Songling smiled with pride: "Every time I take action, it's a big case. I have great potential, I have great potential."

Gao Guangqiang, who had just been transferred to the Serious Crime Unit, looked at him with a hint of envy: "Zhao Xiangwan, you have done a great deed for Yao Guocheng. I estimate that a third-class merit is a must." He will retire in a few years, and he also hopes to make a great contribution.

Liu Liangju took the photo Zhao Xiangwan sent over, kissed his little girl's one-year-old photo, put it back in his wallet solemnly, and said with a smile: "My little girl has done something good this time."

He Mingyu and Zhu Feipeng pretended to be angry: "Why didn't you invite us to such an interesting event? We haven't had much to do in our group these days."

Xu Songling glanced over and the two of them immediately laughed.

Zhu Feipeng said, "Hey, Zhao Xiangwan, if you have any exciting things in the future, you must call me. I will protect you!"

He Mingyu raised his hand and punched Zhao Xiangwan: "Look at you, how dare you be so bold? He's a serial killer, and you dare to deceive him with fake photos!"

Everyone's expressions turned serious.

Xu Songling frowned and lectured Zhao Xiangwan: "Facing these vicious criminals, we must also protect ourselves. You took a risky move this time, taking advantage of Xiong Chengfeng's desire to have a child and tricking him into revealing Zhan Xiaolan's whereabouts. If he wasn't responsible for several lives and was sentenced to death, your life would be threatened when he was released. In the future..."

He hesitated for a moment, and finally said this: "Don't try too hard! Safety comes first." Zhao Xiangwan's interrogation ability is too strong, but this ability will allow her to confront criminals head-on and will also leave a deep impression on the other party.

For a public security officer, being remembered by criminals is not a good thing.

Zhao Xiangwan heard Xu Songling's concern for her, and felt warm in her heart. She smiled and nodded: "Remember, Master."

Hearing her call him "Master", Xu Songling's mood suddenly became good: "Just remember it. Don't always rush to the front during the interrogation. If there is anything that needs to be done, tell Zhu Feipeng and Liu Liangju to do it. With more people, it will be difficult to be targeted."

When their names were called, Zhu Feipeng, Liu Liangju and other members of the serious crime team stood still at the same time: "Yes!"

Zhu Feipeng was serious for less than two seconds before he started to frown again: "Zhao Xiangwan, how did you know that Xiong Chengfeng was holding Yu'erzi? And how did you know that he had killed someone?"

The test is coming!

After each interrogation, Zhao Xiangwan had to figure out how to combine mind reading and micro-expression behavior. If the serious crime team could accept it, it would prove that her method was scientific and reasonable.

Zhao Xiangwan's gaze shifted to the corner.

Feeling Zhao Xiangwan's gaze, Ji Zhao stood up. He moved the small blackboard of the serious crime team to the center, picked up the chalk and stood aside, waiting quietly.

The sunlight shines through the window, casting slanted lattices on the ground.

Ji Zhao rolled up her sleeves, her face was beautiful, and just standing there she looked like a painting of a beauty.

The members of the serious crime squad stopped chattering for a moment and looked at Ji Zhao.

Ji Zhao was already accustomed to everyone's gaze, and with his eyes like stars, he looked at Zhao Xiangwan intently.

[Do you want an explanation? You tell me, and I’ll draw.]

Zhao Xiangwan's mind was filled with Ji Zhao's voice, a young man's unique voice, clear, clean, and sunny, like a gentian flower in full bloom in the early summer afternoon.

Zhao Xiangwan smiled at Ji Zhao and nodded, "Okay."

Turning around and looking at the pairs of curious eyes, Zhao Xiangwan explained the "Micro-expression Behavioral Theory" he had compiled.

"Xiong Chengfeng has very long hair that hangs down over his eyes. During the interrogation, he lowered his head and looked at the table legs. He rarely raised his head. When faced with questions, he was evasive, which shows that he has many secrets in his heart."

"Report!" A loud report interrupted Zhao Xiangwan's words, and everyone looked at the young policeman standing at the door.

Huang Yi was dressed in uniform, with his right hand flat on his right eyebrow and a standard salute, his eyes shining with excitement.

Xu Songling didn't recognize him and glanced at Gao Guangqiang.

Gao Guangqiang shook his head slightly.

The two exchanged glances, and after confirming that this was a new face, Xu Songling frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Huang Yi straightened his chest and said, "I'm Huang Yi from the Criminal Investigation Squadron of Wufulu Police Station." Huang Yi's face lit up as he entered the gate of the Serious Crime Unit of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Municipal Bureau. This was the place he had dreamed of in his life!

Xu Songling said "Oh" and glanced at Zhao Xiangwan, meaning: Coming to see you?

Without waiting for Zhao Xiangwan to speak, Huang Yi shouted, "Report to Captain Xu, Xiong Chengfeng's murder case has been reported to the Municipal Bureau. I am here today to hand over the case."

In fact, the case is already very clear, only the details still need to be checked. After the Wufulu Police Station excavated five skeletons, it reported to the Municipal Bureau in accordance with the regulations, and the Municipal Bureau then reported to the Provincial Department. Today, Huang Yi came to meet with the Municipal Bureau's Serious Crime Unit.

Xu Songling nodded, and the case was handed over to the Serious Crime Unit 3. Huang Yi took a detour to the Serious Crime Unit 1, apparently coming for Zhao Xiangwan.

Sure enough, Huang Yi smiled and said to Zhao Xiangwan: "I just handed over all the information to Group 3, and I happened to hear your voice, so I came over to eavesdrop." Zhao Xiangwan's voice was cool and calm, like a breeze on a hot June day. Huang Yi recognized it the first time he saw it in the corridor.

Xu Songling pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Then come in, we are analyzing the case. If Zhao Xiangwan has any questions, you can fill them in."

Huang Yi sat down obediently and listened attentively like a primary school student.

The city bureau office building is a single-sided corridor-style building. The office of the Serious Case Unit 1 is located at the east end of the corridor. It is very large, covering more than 80 square meters. Desks, metal filing cabinets and green plants are placed along the walls, and a large conference table is placed in the middle to facilitate daily meetings and discussions.

Everyone sat around the conference table, and a small blackboard was moved to the north. Ji Zhao and Zhao Xiangwan stood side by side, facing everyone.

Ji Zhao, who was wearing a white shirt and khaki pants, looked so beautiful and had an aura of her own. Huang Yi felt a little dazzled and blinked twice in succession.

Zhao Xiangwan saw Huang Yi's surprised look and his eyebrows curved slightly. Ji Zhao had autism and speech disorders, but he was able to quickly integrate into the serious crime team, which was related to Ji Jinmao's financial resources and enthusiasm, as well as his appearance.

Beautiful people always make people happy.

Zhao Xiangwan continued his report: "Observing Xiong Chengfeng's appearance and behavior, he has an eagle-like nose with a drooping nose tip that is obviously curved. When he smiles, the corners of his mouth tilt upwards. He has double eyelids, slightly yellowish whites of his eyes, and very bright pupils. After being interrogated for a day, even the chief interrogator was exhausted, but he did not show any signs of fatigue. This means that this person is full of energy and physical strength, and has no fear of the rules of the world."

As Zhao Xiangwan continued to talk, Ji Zhao picked up the chalk and began to draw on the blackboard.

With black as the background and white as the pen, with just a few strokes, a hooked nose, deep double eyelids, a wicked smile... an unruly, gloomy and ferocious image appeared on the blackboard.

Seeing the portrait on the blackboard, Huang Yi opened his mouth wide and blurted out: "That's him!"

Huang Yi looked at Ji Zhao with a different look. When Zhao Xiangwan had brought Ji Zhao to the police station and asked him to paint his portrait, Huang Yi had thought it was a little ridiculous. In those days, portrait painters were a new thing in the public security system. They were not trained professionals and had poor painting skills. Some portraits were so good that even their mothers could not recognize them.

But when Ji Zhao's portrait came out, Huang Yi was stunned: It was too good! Even though he had never studied painting and had no artistic talent, Huang Yi could tell that this painter was very good.

Just based on this portrait, the chef of Jixiang Hotel recognized him at a glance, and then followed the clues to quickly find Xiong Chengfeng. If it weren't for Ji Zhao's lifelike picture, it would probably take some time to capture Xiong Chengfeng.

But the shock I felt when I saw the portrait that time was far less than this time.

Ji Zhao used chalk! A piece of chalk!

He wrote very quickly, without making any outlines or drafts, but just scribbled on the blackboard. In just a few minutes, a sketch of a person appeared before his eyes, which was extremely lifelike.

Huang Yi turned his head, lowered his voice, and asked Zhu Feipeng in a familiar manner: "Brother, where did you recruit this portrait artist from?"

Zhu Feipeng grinned and said, "He is a talented painter. Where can we find him?"

"Genius, painter?" Huang Yi repeated this question, feeling that the amount of information was enormous and for a moment he didn't know where to start.

He Mingyu let out a “Tsk——” sound.

Zhu Feipeng shut up immediately, and Huang Yi didn't dare to ask any more questions. They both looked up at Zhao Xiangwan who was standing in front of them.

Zhao Xiangwan's expression was serious: "When it comes to such an energetic suspect, it's completely useless to wait out the interrogation." After saying that, she glanced at Huang Yi.

Huang Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that she had seen through him. He and Yao Guocheng interrogated Xiong Chengfeng for seven hours, with the intention of exhausting him physically, but he did not expect that while he had black eyes, Xiong Chengfeng was in high spirits.

Zhu Feipeng couldn't help but ask, "Just because he's energetic and looks fierce, do you think he's a murderer? Also, how do you know he wants a son?"

Zhao Xiangwan pointed at Xiong Chengfeng's eyes and mouth: "During the interrogation, I noticed that Xiong Chengfeng narrowed one eye and raised one corner of his mouth, which shows contempt. A suspect was arrested by the police with solid evidence, why did he dare to show such a contemptuous expression?"

Zhu Feipeng responded the fastest: "What he did was much more serious than what the police are interrogating him about now."

Zhao Xiangwan nodded in approval and looked at Huang Yi again: "Brother Huang, did you notice that when Officer Yao asked him what he was doing on the day of the incident, was his attitude nervous or relaxed?"

Huang Yi tried to recall: "Well... I remember that he was very casual at the time and even asked us what he was supposed to be doing."

"Yes! If he killed someone and moved the body, he would never have done it so easily. So I concluded that Zhan Xiaolan was not dead, she was just taken away in a coma. In order to confirm my judgment, I suddenly asked, do you still remember?"

Huang Yi certainly remembered. At that time, he thought that the junior sister was too courageous. She was just an auditor, but she dared to speak over the head of the class. If Officer Yao had not been good-tempered, he would have kicked her out of the interrogation room long ago.

"The most authentic thing about human beings is not language, but micro-expressions. It is the first neural reaction when a person encounters a stimulus. It is a physiological reaction that cannot be truly controlled. It is displayed in a subtle form through facial expressions, body language, voice, etc."

Here it comes! Zhu Feipeng sat up straight, and his whole body became alert. Zhao Xiangwan's theory of micro-expressions, used during the interrogation process, made the suspects have nowhere to hide, and it was exciting just to hear it.

"I asked him, Zhan Xiaolan is still alive, right? What was his reaction at the time? His hands dropped suddenly, his pupils shrank, and his face was shocked. This shows... I was right!"

Zhao Xiangwan imitated Xiong Chengfeng's movements, put his handcuffed hands on his forehead, and suddenly let them go. His eyes widened and his lips pursed unconsciously.

Gao Guangqiang was the most senior person in the room. He had been a criminal police officer for more than 20 years and had arrested and interrogated lawless criminals. He silently repeatedly when he heard this: "Yes, this expression represents surprise."

Zhao Xiangwan continued, "Zhan Xiaolan is still alive, so Xiong Chengfeng is very relaxed. For someone like him who is used to being in jail, he is not afraid as long as the person is alive. He does not plead guilty, so who can convict him of kidnapping and murder? In his words, at most he stole 700 yuan and a suitcase, and he can be released after a few days of detention."

After a pause, Zhao Xiangwan sneered: "So, we must give up the idea that he can be released after a few days in prison! Even if he is wrongly accused, the theft of property must be increased to more than 3,000 yuan."

Hearing this, Huang Yi clapped his hands vigorously and praised, "Great!" Although he didn't know why Zhao Xiangwan said the 700 yuan stolen from Zhan Ping's house was 3,000 yuan at that time, the good habits he developed in the interrogation room made him cooperate tacitly.

"Xiong Chengfeng obviously understood this, so he spoke out. It just so happened that he admitted to breaking into the house and taking the suitcase, which caused him to waver a little. When he got to the correct answer, some questions were set up, and his micro-expressions would change, such as raising his eyebrows, dilating his pupils, slightly flaring his nostrils, breathing heavily, sweating on his forehead, etc."

Huang Yi was dazzled by what he heard.

How can you tell so much from just one look? Perhaps these facial expressions are so subtle that most people can't even detect them? Moreover, if the suspect is experienced and has top-notch anti-detection skills, he will try his best to control his facial expressions. These so-called "micro-expressions" are fleeting on a person's face, so they are hard to grasp, right?

Zhao Xiangwan heard his doubts and nodded, "Yes, some micro-expressions only stay on a person's face for 0.1 seconds. They are difficult to see with the naked eye and require a high level of concentration to capture."

Ji Zhao raised his hand and scribbled a few strokes on the blackboard, drawing the expression of a person who is nervous, afraid, and uneasy. Everyone collectively exclaimed, "Yes, yes, yes, in fact, we have also seen this expression on the faces of some suspects, but it disappeared too quickly and we didn't pay much attention to it at the time."

After Zhao Xiangwan gave everyone a brief introduction, he continued to explain the case.

"After confirming that Zhan Xiaolan was in the hands of Xiong Chengfeng's parents, Senior Brother Huang immediately went to retrieve Xiong Chengfeng's household registration file, thinking that he could quickly find his address. But I noticed that Xiong Chengfeng's eyebrows relaxed, the corners of his mouth raised, and he leaned back, which means..."

He Mingyu quickly followed up: "Easy!"

Zhao Xiangwan smiled at her softly, "Yes, it's easy. But this reaction is wrong. It means that although our direction is correct, we don't know where the problem is. Why is Xiong Chengfeng not afraid of us checking? Because he is confident that we can't find his parents' address. Xiong Chengfeng has been a bartender for more than five years and has had relationships with more than a dozen women. How come no one knows where his parents live? This is not normal."

Huang Yi was attracted by her words and repeated unconsciously: "Yes, it's not normal. According to the file, Xiong Chengfeng's parents are in Guizhou Province. It is impossible for him to send Zhan Xiaolan all the way there. If his parents are in Xing City, why is he hiding like this?"

Zhao Xiangwan replied: "Criminals have a psychological characteristic. They always want to find a way out, a piece of clean land for themselves. For Xiong Chengfeng, his parents are the way out. The way out is so tightly covered, the crime he committed must be serious!"

Huang Yi asked: "So, you guess he killed someone?"

Zhao Xiangwan nodded: "Everything is just speculation. I also arrived at the oil ditch, an isolated yard next to the fish pond, and I don't know why a sentence popped up in my mind, a dark and windy night, a day for murder and arson..."

Xu Songling was both angry and amused when he heard this: "So, you just lied to Xiong Chengfeng?"

Zhao Xiangwan: "Yes, make bold assumptions and verify them carefully. After I said this, I felt Xiong Chengfeng's mother suddenly hold her breath. Her heartbeat quickened in the dark night, and I realized all of a sudden that Xiong Chengfeng must have killed someone!"

Zhu Feipeng still didn't understand: "Okay, even if you accidentally stabbed Xiong Chengfeng to kill someone and bury the body, you can't just assume that he missed his son so much that he went crazy, right? Who told you that?"

Zhao Xiangwan was confident: "The reason why I intervened in the case of Zhan Xiaolan was because her boyfriend Jia Junnan asked Gu Zhiguang from the Hunan University Detective Agency, and Gu Zhiguang found me. During the two days when Xiong Chengfeng was arrested, although I was in school for classes, Gu Zhiguang had been investigating Xiong Chengfeng. He was meticulous and diligent. He visited Xiong Chengfeng's colleagues at his unit, from the leaders of the transportation company to the aunties in the dormitory building. He asked everyone and got a lot of his personal information."

Zhao Xiangwan's amber pupils sparkled with wisdom. Even someone as beautiful as Ji Zhao couldn't hide Zhao Xiangwan's radiance.

"Xiong Chengfeng is 30 years old this year. He was imprisoned for three years at the age of 20 and was released at the age of 23. He worked on a construction site for three years and bought a van four years ago to run a taxi business. He likes to drink and never refuse any woman. Logically, he should have been married and had a career, but no one knows why he has been single. Gu Zhiguang asked someone to find out. Xiong Chengfeng had been married before, but he had no children after three years of marriage. He had an affair with the proprietress of the Jixiang Hotel for a while. According to the proprietress, Xiong Chengfeng looked mighty, but he was not good in bed. He could not last long and could not enjoy himself at all. The proprietress's husband had been secretly injured. He originally wanted to borrow Xiong Chengfeng's seed, but he did not expect that he could not get pregnant after three months of recovery."

Gao Guangqiang said: "Oh, Xiong Chengfeng has a health problem and cannot make a woman pregnant."

Zhu Feipeng disagreed: "Isn't Zhan Xiaolan pregnant?"

He Mingyu glanced at him and said, "Zhan Xiaolan is young and in good health. Maybe she has a special body that makes it easy for her to get pregnant. In ancient times, if the male head of some wealthy families could not have children, they would try to find some young women who were good at giving birth. Some of them could actually give birth."

Zhao Xiangwan interrupted everyone's divergent thoughts: "I asked Zhan Ping, Zhan Xiaolan was indeed pregnant with a child, but Xiong Chengfeng refused to acknowledge it at that time and forced her to have an abortion. Xiong Chengfeng had been struggling for so many years without a child, he must have been very eager to have a child. child very urgently. He went to Zhan Ping's house and abducted Zhan Xiaolan. Either he wanted to continue to have sex with Zhan Xiaolan, maybe the two of them were physically compatible and could have another child; or he hated her for getting rid of the child and wanted to imprison her for revenge."

After hearing this, everyone understood.

"Scumbag! He didn't cherish Zhan Xiaolan when she was pregnant, and even forced her to have an abortion. Now that he knows he can't have children, he still has the nerve to retaliate?!"

"He wanted to have a baby, and he didn't care whether Zhan Xiaolan agreed or not. As expected... he has no legal awareness at all."

"People like this deserve to be shot."

"People, the degree to which they value something is directly proportional to how hard it is to obtain it. The harder it is to obtain it, the more we value it. Alas!"

Zhao Xiangwan said: "I had only a vague idea before, but in the process of communicating with Xiong Chengfeng, I felt his desire for a child, so I tried to tempt him with a child, but I didn't expect him to fall for it. I can only say that it was his greed that caused him to be deceived by me."

"Good!" Zhu Feipeng stood up and clapped vigorously, "Zhao Xiangwan, well done!"

Everyone applauded.

Huang Yi raised his thumbs up: "Junior sister, I am convinced. I am convinced from the bottom of my heart."