Chapter 65 Red Spider Lily 04
In the afternoon, at the Donglan City Police Station, the police officers who were investigating outside had already returned.
Luo Siwei asked Guo Zhengyao and Huo Cunsheng to enter the interrogation room for interrogation, while he and Ni Xiang observed and recorded in the observation room.
Zheng Wanshan is the owner of an air-conditioning and floor heating installation company. His company has cooperated with many well-known brands. A few years ago, this company became the largest in the relevant field of Donglan. In recent years, it has made a lot of money and is about to go public.
Now that Zheng Wanshan is middle-aged, he still pays great attention to his image. Even when he came to the Municipal Bureau to cooperate with the investigation, he wore a high-end shirt and tie.
Zheng Wanshan first went to the forensic office to identify the body. After calming down, he sat in the interrogation room waiting for questioning.
Judging from his flight tickets and travel records, Zheng Wanshan said that he had been in Lucheng during the period of the crime and had no time to commit the crime.
On the day of the incident, Zheng Wanshan had lunch with a client at noon. The next morning, he visited the client's company. Both meetings were witnessed. The hotel's elevator surveillance footage showed Zheng Wanshan was not in the elevator that night. However, his room was not far from the hotel's emergency exit, making it impossible to verify whether he remained in his room throughout the night.
Luo Siwei had already analyzed the possibility that Zheng Wanshan had taken a bus back to the city. Faced with this situation where he couldn't prove his alibi, the police treated him as a suspect as well.
Zheng Wanshan had some complaints about this arrangement.
He drummed his fingers on the table and said, "It's my wife and daughter who died! I'm a family member of the victim, or even a victim myself! I was hundreds of kilometers away when the crime happened, and only flew back this morning after hearing the news. Why are you interrogating me here instead of searching for the murderer and giving us relatives an explanation?!"
Huo Cunsheng coaxed him, "Mr. Zheng, we also want to solve the case as soon as possible. Think carefully about whether you have offended anyone? Or does anyone have a motive for committing the crime?"
Zheng Wanshan said, "My wife is just a housewife. Her daily chores are just looking after the children and playing on the computer. I can't imagine who would do such a cruel thing."
Guo Zhengyao asked about the family's nanny and driver.
Zheng Wanshan said, "My wife doesn't have high requirements for hygiene, but she is very picky about nannies. We have changed several nannies, and she scolded them all and left. Later, she simply didn't want a nanny. She ordered food from a nearby restaurant every day and had a cleaning company come to clean after a while."
Guo Zhengyao asked him about some daily situations, including the operating conditions of his company. Zheng Wanshan's company has always been doing prosperous business.
Huo Cunsheng then asked about Zhou Zitu's relationship with her family. Zheng Wanshan said, "Her parents died a long time ago, and she has no relatives at home."
He then reiterated that these matters had nothing to do with the case and said their interrogation was a waste of time.
Zheng Wanshan said: "If I knew who the murderer was, what would I need you police officers for?"
Luo Siwei sat in the observation room, observing Zheng Wanshan's expression. She didn't see much sadness on his face.
Thinking of this, she said to Guo Zhengyao's headset, "You should work on your relationship. Ask him more about the situation."
Guo Zhengyao understood and asked Zheng Wanshan, "What is your relationship with Zhou Zitu?"
Zheng Wanshan's expression changed subtly: "We have a good relationship, why are you asking these questions?"
"Are you preparing for a divorce? And you've already separated." Seeing that he was pretending to be confused, Guo Zhengyao leaned forward and made things clear.
Zheng Wanshan's expression changed. "No, we have a very good relationship. It's just that I'm very busy with work and don't go home often."
"Just answer the police's questions truthfully." Guo Zhengyao stared closely into his eyes. "We found the divorce agreement in Zhou Zitu's study."
Feeling he couldn't hide it anymore, Zheng Wanshan lowered his head and told the truth: "She's dead, and I want to save her face. Since you've all found out, I'll tell you. We're both looking for lawyers and preparing to file for divorce."
Guo Zhengyao then asked Zheng Wanshan some more questions.
Zheng Wanshan said, "Since we decided to divorce, we haven't been in touch much. Have you found her phone? Check who she usually contacts."
Guo Zhengyao asked, "Do you know where Zhou Zitu's frequently used computer is?"
Zheng Wanshan said, "I know she bought a high-end laptop and often took it out for a while, even to a nearby coffee shop. She told me that she occasionally helped others with online courses as a part-time job. I haven't been home recently, so I don't know where her computer is."
Luo Siwei wrote down some key words on paper.
According to what Zheng Wanshan said now, although he didn't like Zhou Zitu that much, he had no reason to kill her.
However, these are just Zheng Wanshan's one-sided words.
Luo Siwei still has some things she can't figure out.
Even if Zhou Zitu died and their relationship faded, he wasn't too sad. But what about his daughter? She was his own flesh and blood, and he didn't seem too sad about her death. Even if the police didn't ask, he wouldn't mention that his daughter had been murdered.
Thinking of this, Luo Siwei said to Guo Zhengyao's headset: "Ask him about how he and Zhou Zitu met and fell in love."
Upon hearing this, Guo Zhengyao asked Zheng Wanshan, "How did you and Zhou Zitu know each other?" This question directly turned the time back to fifteen years ago.
Zheng Wanshan sighed and leaned back in his chair. When he asked this, Luo Siwei finally saw a hint of affection for his wife on his face.
Zheng Wanshan tapped the table with his fingers again, still acting like a big boss. He asked the police officer in front of him, "Can you give me a cigarette?"
Upon hearing this, Huo Cunsheng walked over and gave Zheng Wanshan a cigarette, then took out a lighter and lit it for him.
In order to interrogate prisoners and for daily socializing, Huo Cunsheng always carried cigarettes in his pocket. However, the type of cigarettes he used varied depending on the person. He usually used the worst cigarettes on prisoners, ordinary cigarettes on colleagues, and only used good cigarettes when he met his superiors.
Today, in order to make Zheng Wanshan tell the truth and cooperate with the investigation, Huo Cunsheng spent a lot of money and gave him a soft Zhonghua cigarette.
Zheng Wanshan took two puffs and began to tell the story.
"At that time, I had just started the air conditioning business at Donglan and hired a salesperson, Zhou Zitu. She was young, beautiful, and in great shape. Her resume was impeccable, and she spoke foreign languages fluently. Perhaps because she was new to the workforce, her salary wasn't high. She immediately cherished this opportunity. My first impression of her was that she was someone who could endure hardship."
"Zhou Zitu didn't know much about the air conditioning industry before, but as soon as he joined the company, he memorized all the product manuals in both Chinese and English, and could speak fluently about the technical terms."
"She had a scar on her calf. Later, when I talked to her, I found out it was from a car accident. Both her parents died in the accident. She was depressed for a long time because of it. Later, she mustered up the courage to re-enter society. That's why there was a gap on her resume."
"Later, I saw that she was hardworking, so I asked her to be my personal assistant."
"There was a period when the store was short of staff and other office workers were unwilling to go, so she took the initiative to express her willingness to help. During that time, she had to go to the store and help me organize various materials at the company, working more than ten hours a day."
"At that time, some small companies began to emerge, and everyone was vying for the agency rights of those large companies, especially some well-known foreign brands. The competition was very fierce. As the boss of the company, I naturally had to strive for more partners."
"Later, I started taking Zhou Zitu on business trips, visiting companies one by one in other cities. My company had good hardware, and she acted as my translator, working well with me. Soon, we won the agency rights of several companies, and gradually we began to fall in love."
"We have many common interests, like the same food and movies. In the beginning, Zhou Zitu and I would chat all night long. I really felt... I had found my soul mate."
Upon hearing this, Guo Zhengyao asked, "At that time, you and your ex-wife had not yet divorced?"
Zheng Wanshan hesitated for a moment and said, "Zhou Zitu and my ex-wife... form a stark contrast. My ex-wife was engaged in the past, had little education, and there wasn't much real love between us. Zhou Zitu, on the other hand, was a well-educated, hardworking university student. That's why I broke up with my ex-wife and married Zhou Zitu."
His statement implicitly admitted that Zhou Zitu was a mistress.
Their supposed compatibility was merely a fig leaf for their secret affair. This is the story of a scumbag who, in love with the new, abandoned his wife for a beautiful mistress. Even the claim of true love couldn't erase the fact of his infidelity.
"After Zhou Zitu and I got together, our careers were going great. We won over several brands, and that's when we bought that house and started renovating it..."
Guo Zhengyao continued to ask: "Then why are you and Zhou Zitu on bad terms?"
Zheng Wanshan lowered his eyes and took a puff of his cigarette. "I don't know why, but Zhou Zitu no longer wants to work with me. She seems to have made enough money, so she just stays at home taking care of the kids and playing computer games. Her temper is getting weirder and weirder, and we'll quarrel for no reason."
"Life gradually became trivial, and then I realized that many of the things I thought were in tune with her were just fake... For example, she liked Japanese food. In fact, she didn't like it at all, but she pretended to like it just to be with me. Later I found out that every time she finished eating Japanese food, she would go to the bathroom and spit out the sashimi."
"She wasn't into my type at all. After all, I was a dozen years older than her. Every time we slept together, she would take a shower. I even wanted a son, but she was secretly taking birth control pills."
"After a long time, we both got tired of it. My novelty wore off, and she stopped pretending. The cinnabar mole turned into mosquito blood... I didn't want to continue this marriage anymore."
He said that divorce was a consensus between both parties, but they just couldn't reach an agreement on the distribution of property.
Later, Guo Zhengyao asked about the accidents that had occurred in the villa.
Guo Zhengyao said: "We saw some relevant information on the Internet. An accident happened in this villa."
Zheng Wanshan said, "Oh, I know about those things. My competitors took the opportunity to discredit me and said this place was a haunted house. I asked the platform to remove most of the false statements and even sent a lawyer's letter to some of the rumormongers, but a small number of posts are still online."
Guo Zhengyao asked again: "What is the real situation?"
"The worker who died was a supervisor at my friend's company." Zheng Wanshan was reluctant to talk about it. He touched his nose and said, "It happened more than ten years ago. I work in air conditioning, so I naturally know a lot of decoration companies. It was my friend who hired workers to decorate the villa for me. The cause of death was carbon monoxide poisoning caused by the workers burning fires to keep warm in winter."
It takes three months to renovate an ordinary home, and the renovation of a villa is more complicated, and it is common to take half a year or a year.
Guo Zhengyao had some recollections of that year: a sudden cold snap, heavy snow that lingered for half a month without much melting. The workers were toiling in the unfinished villa, so burning a charcoal fire seemed understandable.
At this point, Zheng Wanshan spread his hands and said, "I haven't even moved into my nice house yet, and someone died inexplicably. I'm the victim in this incident, and the police came and investigated and said it was an accident."
"No one wants to see an accident happen. The renovation company later paid compensation. My friend had good intentions and, given the situation, waived a lot of my renovation fees. I couldn't blame him, so I gave some money to appease the family. In short, this matter was resolved a long time ago, and the deceased's family has no objections."
Hearing this, Guo Zhengyao continued, "I heard that you once performed a ritual, and I also saw a peach wood sword on the third floor of your house."
Zheng Wanshan snuffed out the cigarette in his hand. "That was Zhou Zitu's insistence. She's a bit superstitious. I personally don't care much about those things, and I don't believe in ghosts or gods at all. Otherwise, I wouldn't have held on to this villa for so many years. Zhou Zitu and I proposed moving out twice, but I didn't agree. We didn't do anything wrong. This villa is in great shape. Wouldn't it make us look guilty if we moved out? As for the peach wood sword, it was also bought by Zitu. She said she wanted to buy it for peace of mind."
Afterwards, they questioned Zheng Wanshan for another two hours and obtained some personal and family information about Zhou Zitu.
Zheng Wanshan is a very cautious person. He won't confess anything on his own initiative. He basically only tells things when asked.
After the interrogation, Luo Siwei asked the forensic doctor to come and extract Zheng Wanshan's DNA.
There is insufficient evidence in the case now, and Zheng Wanshan is not even a suspect, so they can only let the husband go back first.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, several police officers returned to the office. Just as they sat down, someone knocked on the office door.
Luo Siwei raised his head and saw two young men standing outside the door.
The one standing in front was tall and thin, with small eyes and a smiling face. The one following behind was a short man with ordinary looks, the kind of person you wouldn't be able to remember if he blended into the crowd.
Luo Siwei went over to greet him. The man standing in front of him was wearing gloves. He smiled and handed over a business card. "Hello, we are from Donglan Xunji Investigation Company. A police officer called me earlier, so I came here to cooperate with the investigation."
Luo Siwei took the business card and glanced at the business information on it. No wonder this person was so mysterious before.
This is not a consulting firm, but a private investigation firm.
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