Chapter 118

"Okay!" The young man agreed happily.

Maybe it was because he thought the case was about to be resolved, but he jumped out of the elevator.

Lin Jiafan had just stepped into the corridor when he suddenly turned around, as if remembering something. "Coach Luo, if you don't have anything else to do right now, you can go to the observation room. After all, you've been involved in this case from start to finish. It would be helpful to help check and see if there's anything you've missed."

"Okay." Luo Jingyao naturally wouldn't refuse, so she followed him out of the elevator.

In the blink of an eye, Guo Zhen was the only one left in the elevator. After waving goodbye to the three people, he pressed the door close button and prepared to go to the anti-drug team to discuss the next course of action.

It was still the familiar observation room. Luo Jingyao stood quietly in front of the glass wall, watching Lin Jiafan and Pang Guang sit down opposite the suspect Li Rui in turn.

At this time, Li Rui had his head slightly lowered, and the bright stainless steel tabletop vaguely reflected his face. Under the illumination of the incandescent lamp above his head, it appeared somewhat strangely distorted.

In the interrogation room, Lin Jiafan and the other person began to ask the fixed questions before the interrogation.

At this moment, the vibration from her thigh brought Luo Jingyao back to her senses. She took out her phone and looked at the caller ID.

"Mom?" She spoke suspiciously after answering the call, listening to the crisp sound of mahjong tiles colliding from the other side.

"Is your dad home yet?..." Mao Peilan's intermittent voice came from the receiver: "Wait a minute, bang! Five cakes!"

"I don't know. Something urgent happened at work, so I left at around six o'clock. He had just gone out for a walk at that time." Luo Jingyao subconsciously raised her other hand and gently stroked the gauze around her neck. After thinking about it, she suppressed the emotions that suddenly surged up.

"Why don't you just call Dad."

The experience of leaving home and joining the provincial team at a young age made her develop the habit of reporting good news but not bad news. Since she never worried her parents when she was young, there was no need for them to worry about her now that she was this age.

"He never hears the phone. He's probably asleep in the rocking chair on the balcony again." Mao Peilan knew her husband very well: "Eighty thousand!"

Following another crisp sound, a delighted female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hu!"

Mao Peilan sighed in frustration. Amid the clattering sound of the automatic mahjong machine, she asked again, "Have you taken the things from the table? Don't forget to give them to Xiao Wang and the others."

"It's been delivered." Luo Jingyao hesitated and bit her lower lip, then finally spoke in a slightly serious tone: "Mom, there's something I need to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Mao Peilan responded absentmindedly.

"I just went to Xiao Wang's house and learned that her husband, Li Rui, was taken away by the police. It seems he's involved in the bombing that day. Until the case is concluded, try to avoid too much contact with Xiao Wang for the next two days. Although I'm just a consultant hired by the police, I'm also investigating this case. As a family member, you should still stay away."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was silence on the other side.

After a few seconds, Mao Peilan seemed to have finally sorted out the information in what she had just said, and stammered, "Oh, how could this happen?"

"Could it be that Xiao Li really did something wrong? What's Xiao Wang going to do on his own then? How old is the child? Young people... just don't consider the consequences of their actions. They're so impulsive."

Seeing that the other party had completely missed the point, Luo Jingyao helplessly stretched out her voice: "Mom...?"

"Okay, okay, got it! Don't worry, your Aunt He and the others and I have made an appointment to go on a self-driving tour to Heyuan Ancient Town, and we will leave the day after tomorrow." After saying that, Mao Peilan hurriedly hung up the phone.

Listening to the beeping sound in her ears, Luo Jingyao lowered her eyes until the screen of her mobile phone went from bright to dark, then she raised her head again and looked at the scene behind the glass.

"We found another set of DNA from the wallpaper knife you used to kidnap Coach Luo. After testing, it matched the DNA of a homicide victim discovered a few days ago. Do you have anything to say about this?" As Lin Jiafan spoke, he threw the freshly-made test report on the interrogation table.

Li Rui raised his eyelids slightly when he heard this. "There's nothing to say, Officer Lin. If you think the evidence is sufficient, then just send me to court."

As he spoke, the man leaned back slightly, looking as if he admitted his guilt but did not want to cooperate with the interrogation.

Lin Jiafan simply smiled and continued, "You first killed Yu Wenxin, then sealed him in the wall. We've investigated, and it turns out that Fang Xiuni, sent by the National Security Bureau, rented that house for five years. If nothing unexpected happens, and as long as no one reports him missing, his body will likely remain undiscovered for a long time."

"The worst thing is that the explosion you carefully planned to kill Hou Guoan directly blew Yu Wenxin's body out of the wall. Do you regret it now?"

Li Rui only raised his eyebrows and said, "It's too late to say these things. Now that things have come to this, I admit defeat."

"Since you've admitted your mistake, then explain it clearly. You've done what a real man should do, so why don't you dare to admit it?!" Pang Guang muttered at the side.

Seeing that the man still didn't care, Lin Jiafan's eyes flickered slightly, and his tone was light: "You killed more than just Hou Guoan and Yu Wenxin, you also killed the innocent waiters in the spicy stir-fry restaurant. The death penalty is inevitable. Are you trying to delay time by being so uncooperative?"

"Indeed, even if you don't tell us, we can slowly complete the chain of evidence. It will just be a little troublesome." As he said this, he actually began to pick up the scattered documents on the interrogation table, as if he was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Li Rui's attitude changed instantly after hearing what he just said. When he saw the two people opposite him really stood up, he suddenly became anxious.

"Whether I tell you or not, you have to ask? How can I answer without even asking?"

"Oh? Are you willing to cooperate?" Lin Jiafan looked him over from head to toe. Seeing the man nod reluctantly, he sat back down. "Then let's start with the apartment you used to dispose of Yu Wenxin's body. What did Hou Guoan plan to do by having Fang Xiuni rent that apartment?"

"That's where the three of us usually meet. Whenever we run into any trouble, we go over there to discuss it."

"So the cigarette butt with Hou Guoan's DNA we found in the wall after the incident was also yours?" Lin Jiafan's face flashed with understanding. "That night outside the spicy stir-fry restaurant, you used the excuse of taking Ms. Mao to see Coach Luo and happened to see us interrogating Feng Shurong and Fang Xiuni. So, you figured you could mislead the police into thinking these two cases were murders of passion?"

"You also arranged for Wan Yingying to come here to make false identification, right? After multiple investigations, the police finally discovered her latest movements earlier. She has now entered Beihe Province."

In other words, as soon as he left the Municipal Public Security Bureau in the morning, he went to the train station and boarded the high-speed train without any delay. No one would believe that he didn't plan it in advance.

Moreover, Li Rui's daily delivery work scope includes the residential complex where the crime scene is located. The security and property staff must have been very familiar with his face, so his coming in and out naturally did not attract special attention from others.

This is also why Lin Jiafan and Luo Jingyao were unable to get any useful information from the property manager in the morning.

Because subconsciously, the people in the community did not regard him as an outsider as a courier.

"Yes, money makes the world go round! This is an eternal truth." Li Rui spread his hands and admitted it very straightforwardly.

"Are Fang Xiuni and Feng Shurong also members of your gang?" Lin Jiafan asked again.

"Fang is just Hou Guoan's mistress, nothing more. How could such a thing be told to everyone so openly? Feng Shurong does know something, otherwise why do you think she divorced Hou Guoan and followed Yu Wenxin? This woman is not simple, her goal is very clear!"

Li Rui raised his lip in disdain: "The goods were all brought in by Yu Wenxin. It's better to follow him than to follow Hou Guoan, a yes-man."

"Hou Guoan is hilarious. To keep making money, he was cuckolded right in front of him, but he still turned around and put it on himself!"

"Goods? What goods?!" Pang Guang asked in feigned surprise, and looked at the man on the interrogation chair with satisfaction as he froze in disarray.

After a long while, Li Rui's eyes finally started to move again. Perhaps he noticed the undisguised amusement on Pang Guangchang's face, so he chuckled dryly twice. "Officer, stop joking. You've already traced this to me, and you know we're a gang. How could you not know what we're doing?"

Glancing at the young man with a hint of helplessness and a hint of warning, Lin Jiafan indulged the young man's bad taste for once and immediately brought the topic back on track: "So every time Feng Shurong goes to Hou Guoan's store, she just uses the excuse of asking for child support to cover up her real purpose?"

Li Rui hummed, "Yu Wenxin said that unless there's something special going on, try not to contact us by phone, as it'll leave us with evidence. Every month, the day before the shipment is confirmed, he'll send Feng Shurong over to 'cause some trouble.'"

really.

Lin Jiafan didn't dwell on the relationship between them any further, and finally asked the most core question: "Why did you kill Yu Wenxin and Hou Guoan?"

After a long silence, Li Rui sighed with regret, then grinned silently: "Their deaths are actually related to the police! If you hadn't investigated so closely, Yu Wenxin and Hou Guoan wouldn't have thought of quitting. If they hadn't quit, I wouldn't have killed anyone!"

This guy is not only good at committing crimes, but also very skilled at shifting the blame.

Lin Jiafan and Pang Guang looked at each other. The matter mentioned by Li Rui should be related to the operation of the Anti-Drug Brigade in the bar street of Binhai New Area last month. It seems that Liu Guangzheng and others from the Anti-Drug Brigade had been extremely close to the truth, otherwise Yu Wenxin and Hou Guoan would not have been scared like frightened birds and even had the idea of ​​retiring.

"Don't you want to keep pace with them? You know, as long as you have the green mountains, you will never run out of firewood." Lin Jiafan said meaningfully.

"Officer Lin, I have children to raise! Do you know how much money it costs to raise a child into adulthood in today's society? With just my job as a couriers, my children will never be able to make the leap to a higher class in their lifetime." Li Rui's voice gradually became softer, and he slowly lowered his head.

"I don't want him to grow up to be like me."

As the man murmured with a self-touching fatherly heart, Lin Jiafan's scrutinizing gaze fell on him.