Chapter 9 Fabricated “Facts”
〔Perfect Work—Li Ziyue〕
These are the most obvious characters that catch everyone's eye.
The densely packed notes on the back are all about every treatment Li Ziyue received, as well as the psychological hints she received time and time again.
He regards Li Ziyue as a work of his own creation, a perfect work in his world.
Teach him how to kill, show him how to dispose of the body, and give him the tools.
Finally, like a bystander, he watched Li Ziyue kill one person after another according to his orders, and finally named the work with Li Ziyue's death.
Lu Bai looked at the words written on the wall, and the hairs on his arms stood up.
She swallowed and said, "Then the case is closed. He instigated Li Ziyue to commit murder."
The person standing beside her lowered his brows and shook his head continuously.
Li Ziyu said nothing and was very silent.
Lu Bai moved towards her and casually put his arm against hers.
[How could a person who is so meticulous and capable of psychologically suggesting murder leave such evidence at home?]
[When I was in the interrogation room, I felt that he was too quick to speak up. Even if he was irritated, he was a professional psychologist, so how could he not notice such a trick?]
She spoke slowly, "Lu Bai, we said before that when a person is murdered, apart from indiscriminate killing, there are only three factors left."
For love.
For revenge.
For money.
[There is no perfect crime in the world, so the truth is the most incredible one. ]
She grabbed Lu Bai's arm and asked anxiously, "Where is the person who is questioning the witness now?"
Lu Bai was stunned by her question, "Huh?"
“Where is it!”
"It should be... downstairs, right? I'll let Zhang Hai take you there."
Li Ziyu ran as fast as the wind, bypassing Lu Bai and heading downstairs.
She wanted to verify something, something that both she and Lu Bai had previously thought was impossible.
This is also the point at which Li Bai successfully misled her.
Was the conflict between him and Li's mother based on hatred or love?
This is a rare moment of Li Ziyu's loss of composure in all these years, and it also reflects her desire to pursue the truth, to tear off the false disguise, and to see the light of dawn.
She pushed Zhang Hai away from the crowd, panting, and asked the lady in front of her, "I want to ask you, has Li Baicheng ever been here with a woman?"
The old lady was shocked, but she still tried her best to cooperate with the police. She recalled, "He seldom comes back from here, and I haven't seen him bring anyone with him."
Li Ziyu asked, "There is no one? Not even a boy around 16 years old?"
The old lady shook her head and said, "I play mahjong here every day, so I would definitely see it, but..."
She looked hesitant. "If you really mean women, I think I've met a rich one. She doesn't come here often, only a few times a month."
"Hey!" The old lady seemed to remember something, "She will take care of a child, a very tall boy, who seems to be not very smart."
Li Ziyu's body was a little limp. She staggered back two steps, her chest heaving violently.
Lu Bai was behind her and quickly supported her.
[Li Baicheng had an affair with Li's mother. He didn't hate Li's mother, and he couldn't bear to kill her. He was taking the blame for someone else! ]
"Lu Bai! Li Baicheng will commit suicide! He will commit suicide in prison! Where is he?"
After saying this series of words, Li Ziyu no longer cared about his status and status, and almost yelled at Lu Bai.
Although Lu Bai was still confused, she almost subconsciously believed in Li Ziyu.
She turned her head and looked at Zhang Hai, "Take Li Baicheng back to the bureau."
At this time, he should have just arrived at the detention center.
Zhang Hai hesitated, "This needs to be signed by the director."
"Bring it back!" Lu Bai walked to the front of the car, his voice was unquestionably firm, "If anything goes wrong, I'll take care of it."
She stood against the light, and between the alternation of light and darkness, there was her firm and righteous gaze.
For a genius, what Li Ziyu lacked was never material things, fame or wealth.
But like now, even if this is just her speculation, Lu Bai is willing to believe her unconditionally and stand on her side.
Just like the sun illuminates the night, it does not ask the reason, but spring, summer, autumn and winter are never absent.
The car sped along the road. Lu Bai handed Li Ziyu a bottle of mineral water and asked, "Are we going to the police station or the detention center?"
"The detention center."
She prepared for the worst. Even if Li Baicheng was going to die in front of her, she couldn't identify him as the murderer in this case!
She looked out of the car, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, "Lu Bai, thank you."
Lu Bai felt a tingling sensation in her hands. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her heart was filled with joy, but she said sternly, "Please don't embarrass me."
Zhang Hai's car, which left with her, turned around and went to the police station...
Wuzhou Detention Center.
The young police officer knocked on Lubai's car window and asked, "Which unit are you from?"
Lu Bai rolled down the car window and showed his ID, "Captain of the Wuzhou Criminal Police Team, Lu Bai."
The young police officer pressed the switch and the sliding door slowly opened. He turned around to get the registration book, "I need to register... Hey! Don't go!"
All that was left for him was the bright taillights.
Lu Bai walked in hurriedly, "I'm from the city criminal police team, I want to interrogate the prisoner sent here tonight, Li Baicheng."
The detention center officer held out his hand to her and said, "Interrogation certificate."
Lu Bai tried to reason with him and appeal to his emotions, "Brother, this prisoner is in danger now, and he is suspected of giving a false confession. We need to re-interrogate him now."
The police officer obviously didn't buy it, "Rules are rules."
"I'm not kidding you!"
"I'm not kidding you either."
Lu Bai's cell phone rang, "Ding Dong."
She hurriedly took it out to look.
Zhang Hai: Captain Lu, I just went to the director's house with the approval slip. I'm sending you the interrogation warrant now. I'm on my way here too. Can you see if you can use the pictures first?
Li Ziyu stepped forward and said, "Zhang Hai is more reliable than you."
What are you talking about... She was in Beijing before, but she didn't work so hard as in Wuzhou.
Or maybe it’s because I was just transferred here and I’m not familiar with your face yet.
"Oh no, oh no, a prisoner committed suicide!"
Anxious and flustered voices and footsteps came from behind the iron gate. Li Ziyu snatched the phone and showed it in front of the police officer.
"Here is the ID. My colleague will be here soon."
After she finished speaking, she signaled to Lu Bai with her eyes, and the latter understood what she meant. He no longer paid attention to the police officers who wanted to dissuade him, and followed the people who went in for emergency treatment.
Li Bai's method of suicide was very clumsy and he did not die. He probably did not expect the paramedics to arrive so quickly.
I didn't expect to see them here again.
Li Ziyu's face was gloomy. She approached step by step, "That house is not yours, it belongs to Li's mother. The words on the wall were not written by you, but by her, right?"
The man said nothing.
She knew that she had guessed correctly, so she continued, "You were ready to take the blame from the beginning, so you acted very convincingly. You set a trap for me, making me believe that you are a person with an extreme personality."
The police officers from the detention center behind him wanted to step forward to stop Li Ziyu, but Lu Bai stood at the door and blocked those people.
Li Ziyu, don't let me down. I'll risk my future to keep you company while you go crazy here.
The man's voice sounded, extremely weak, "Although the DNA test did not show any result, I have already admitted that I forced her to give birth to the child. This is a fact."
"Yes!" Li Ziyu rested her hands on the table, staring at him with cold eyes, "But you love her, you don't hate her at all."
"We have witnesses who prove that Li's mother often went to your house. How do you explain this?"
The man touched the wound on his wrist that had just stopped bleeding, and his fingertips trembled slightly.
He doesn't want to say it, that's okay.
Li Ziyu stood up, his fingertips sliding across the cold tabletop, "This is probably what happened..."
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