Chapter 42 Son
◎This is the secret I want to share with you◎
Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Where is Jia Junnan?"
Although Gu Zhiguang loves to read detective novels and has set up a detective agency, he has never been involved in a major criminal case. He originally thought it was just a simple case of running away from home, but now it has become a murder case. He was so scared that he began to stutter: "He, he went to the police station to report the case."
The bigger the case, the more stable Zhao Xiangwan is: "Okay, then let's wait for the police to come and collect evidence and investigate again."
Gu Zhiguang was a little confused: "Re-collect evidence?"
Zhao Xiangwan replied: "The police station previously filed a missing persons case, and the investigation was based on collecting information, issuing missing persons notices, and investigating the destination to find out where Zhan Xiaolan might have gone. But now that Zhan Xiaolan's suitcase has appeared during the time she was missing, there is the possibility that a stranger broke into the house to steal or murder people, so the evidence collection and investigation ideas are completely different.
In other words, Zhan Ping and Jia Junnan reported the case to the police station. focus of the investigation is Zhan Xiaolan's usual social relations and where she might go. But now new clues have emerged. Zhan Xiaolan is very likely to be put into a suitcase and taken away by a strange man. It is a major criminal case that requires police force to be deployed and the direction of investigation is placed on the suspect who broke into the house and took Zhan Xiaolan away.
Gu Zhiguang understood and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, we have to find that man. I just don't know if he is a thief who broke in or an acquaintance."
How could a sane adult fit into a suitcase? Either dead or in a coma.
Zhan Xiaolan is more likely to be dangerous than lucky.
After Gu Zhiguang and Zhao Xiangwan focused their inquiries on the suitcase, they found more and more clues.
The old lady on the second floor heard a gurgle sound at around five o'clock, which should be the sound of the suitcase being dragged across the concrete road. This corresponds to the content of the police's previous investigation.
The shoe shop owner, fruit stall owner, and people working in the canteen all saw a man dragging a suitcase out of the dormitory area. He was a stranger with a fierce look and long hair that covered his eyebrows and eyes, so his face was not very clear.
The man dragged the suitcase to Wufu Road, put it in the back compartment of a yellow taxi, and drove away. Unfortunately, no one noticed the license plate number, only that it was a yellow minivan, which the locals call a "mian taxi".
The question now is - who is this man driving a taxi with a suitcase?
Domestic minivans became popular in Kyoto. Although they look small, they can easily accommodate five or six adults. Although they are cold in winter and hot in summer, they are cheap. The body of the minivan is painted bright yellow, and the local people jokingly call it "yellow bug". It is indispensable for travel and moving.
Because the "noodles" are so common, people in the telecommunications bureau's family area don't pay much attention to its existence. Even if someone carries a box up there, they just think it's moving or going out.
Taxi driver, young man.
Zhan Ping's face turned pale, and she murmured to herself, "Is it him? Hasn't he hurt Xiaolan enough? We've been apart for three years, why hasn't he let Xiaolan go?"
Gu Zhiguang looked at Zhan Ping in confusion: "Do you know who he is?"
Zhan Ping nodded and shook her head, feeling short of breath due to the tightness in her chest.
Zhao Xiangwan answered for her: "She suspected it was Zhan Xiaolan's ex-boyfriend, a taxi driver. But the two had broken up for nearly three years, so why did he suddenly show up now?"
Gu Zhiguang shouted: "Whether it is him or not, it is an important clue. Check it out!"
The police station took Jia Junnan's report seriously and immediately dispatched personnel to the Telecommunications Bureau dormitory area again. The lead was a criminal policeman named Yao Guocheng, followed by a young man in uniform.
Yao Guocheng saw Gu Zhiguang and Zhao Xiangwan questioning residents near the community and said helplessly: "You are still college students, right? It is our job as police officers to investigate cases. Don't waste your time here. Go back to school and study hard."
Gu Zhiguang was not convinced: "Officer Yao, Zhan Xiaolan is the girlfriend of my classmate Jia Junnan. We are also the family members of the missing person. Why can't we participate in the investigation?"
Jia Junnan followed Yao Guocheng back and added, "Gu Zhiguang is from our school's detective agency and has handled many bizarre cases on campus."
Yao Guocheng was a gentle man and was not angry. However, the young criminal police officer Huang Yi beside him widened his eyes and said, "What kind of cases can there be on campus? They are just some trivial disputes. Why are you amateurs making such a fuss?"
A trivial dispute? Gu Zhiguang felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart. His face turned red and he raised his hand to point at Zhao Xiangwan: "She, she is a student of Hunan Provincial Public Security University. How can she be considered an outsider?"
Huang Yi looked Zhao Xiangwan up and down. Seeing her calm attitude and sparkling eyes, he couldn't help but soften his voice: "What's your name? What level are you in? What major?"
Zhao Xiangwan raised his eyes and met his gaze: "Zhao Xiangwan, Class 91, majoring in criminal investigation."
Huang Yi laughed when he heard it, his mouth stretched to his ears: "So you are my junior sister, you are only a freshman, you haven't even learned a few professional courses yet, you are an amateur, a complete amateur."
[Class of 1991, six years later than me. When I entered the Public Security University in 1985, the female building was still under construction. I never thought that there would be such outstanding female students in the criminal investigation major.]
Zhao Xiangwan's eyes flashed: "Let me guess, what level is Senior Brother?"
Huang Yi became interested and raised his eyebrows: "Come on, guess. I tell you, I'm not famous in school, you definitely don't recognize me."
Zhao took a step forward, narrowed his eyes, and carefully examined every expression on his face: "Judging from your age, should you be twenty-three, twenty-four, or twenty-five?"
When he mentioned the age of twenty-four, Huang Yi's right eyebrow twitched.
Zhao Xiangwan nodded: "So she is 24 years old."
Huang Yi closed his mouth, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Zhao Xiangwan continued, "After graduating from the Public Security University, I was assigned to work at a police station as an ordinary police officer in the criminal investigation squadron. It should have been not long since I graduated. Two years? Three years? Four years?"
When talking about three years, Huang Yi's eyes obviously moved upwards.
"Very good, it turns out that it has been almost three years since you graduated." Zhao Xiangwan smiled, "Graduated in 1989, entered school in 1985, Senior, am I right?"
Huang Yi opened his mouth wide: "Amazing, your reasoning logic is very strict. But..." He stretched out his voice and rolled his eyes, "I can see that you just graduated not long ago, so your high accuracy rate in guessing is nothing."
After saying this, Huang Yi pointed at Yao Guocheng and said, "If you can guess how old my master is this year, I will admire you."
Yao Guocheng frowned: "Xiao Huang!"
[I look old, and everyone thinks I'm in my forties, but I'm actually only 31 this July. Huang Yi is teasing a young girl, which is really outrageous.]
Huang Yi chuckled: "Master, let her guess. Otherwise, my little sister really thinks she can travel the world with her reasoning skills."
Zhao Xiangwan's gaze shifted to Yao Guocheng.
The detective in front of me was slightly plump, with graying hair and burn marks on his cheeks. His facial muscles were tense and somewhat distorted after the new scars had grown.
Judging from her hair, she must be at least fifty years old;
Judging from his physique, he seems to be a bit middle-aged and fat, at least 40 years old;
Judging from his fat face and the scars that destroyed his muscle lines, it is difficult to tell his age.
Jia Junnan boldly guessed: "Is he going to retire soon?"
Gu Zhiguang squinted at Huang Yi and said, "Since you asked her to guess, it means that her real age is inconsistent with her external expression. The police officer looks like she is 45, so I guess... 35!"
Huang Yi glanced at Gu Zhiguang. No wonder this guy could open a detective agency in college and was so good at reasoning.
Huang Yi looked at Zhao Xiangwan: "You come."
Zhao Xiangwan had already heard what Yao Guocheng was thinking, so she naturally knew the correct answer. She put her hands behind her back, looked Yao Guocheng in the eye and asked, "Thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two... Officer Yao is only thirty-one this year."
Yao Guocheng and Huang Yi opened their mouths at the same time: "You! You——"
Zhao Xiangwan guessed right! Gu Zhiguang looked at Yao Guocheng in disbelief. Was this prematurely gray-haired policeman only 31 years old? What on earth had he been through to look so old?
Zhao Xiangwan explained: "I am studying micro-expression behavior, judging the truth through human micro-expressions and habitual movements. I am currently interning at the Municipal Bureau, and my mentor is Xu Songling."
It is time to raise the banner of Master.
Huang Yi't knew how to describe his feelings at the moment, so he could only bow and say, "Junior Sister Zhao, I surrender!"
【Micro-expression behavior, Xu Heimian's apprentice, no wonder he is so powerful! My master has premature gray hair, but this face was destroyed to save me. During the arrest operation, the criminals threw gasoline bombs, and my master's face and back were burned to protect me. He lay in bed for a month before he survived. Now he can't train his physical fitness, and he has gained weight. This time, in order to test the ability of the little junior sister, he used the master's age as an excuse. He deserves to be beaten, he deserves to be beaten! I will ask the master to apologize later. 】
Hearing this, Zhao Xiangwan stood up in awe and saluted in a standard way: "Officer Yao, trainee Zhao Xiangwan requests to participate in the missing person investigation!"
Yao Guocheng was a good-tempered police officer who always supported his juniors. Seeing such a high-spirited female reserve police officer, he was so happy that his face lit up and he raised his hand and laughed: "Okay, okay, then you guys can help me."
Huang Yi added: "However, the police force has its own rules. Before the truth is revealed, no information is allowed to be disclosed. Can they do that?"
Zhao Xiangwan, Gu Zhiguang, and Jia Junnan said at the same time: "Yes!"
The two groups of troops split into two routes.
Yao Guocheng takes Huang Yi to the Jixiang Restaurant where Zhan Xiaolan worked when she first came to Xing City to find out who her boyfriend was at the time. Zhao Xiangwan returns to the Municipal Bureau and brings Ji Zhao over to draw a portrait based on the eyewitness' description.
Xing City is the largest city in Hunan Province. Although the number of vans is not as large as that of Kyoto, there are more than 16,000 registered. If we investigate slowly, it will take a long time. Now Zhan Xiaolan is in danger of death, so we must seize the time and try to find the man who is pulling the box and driving the van as soon as possible.
When Ji Zhao, wearing a black shirt and black trousers and carrying a painting clip on his back, appeared in the family area of the Telecommunications Bureau, the vendors all gathered around him.
The aesthetics of men in the 1980s and 1990s were a time of great diversity and variety. There were the strong, tall, and powerful men with thick eyebrows and big eyes in domestic war films, the long-haired, soft-spoken, literary men in Hong Kong and Taiwan romance dramas, and the Western-style men with deep facial features and gentlemanly demeanor in foreign movies.
Ji Zhao, however, is a breath of fresh air in today's aesthetics.
His porcelain-white skin was set off by his black outfit, making him look noble and dignified. His eyes were dark, and he said nothing, but they seemed to contain thousands of starlights.
In the past, Ji Zhao was very well protected by Ji Jinmao and had no chance to get acquainted with the lives of ordinary people. But now, following Zhao Xiangwan and the serious crime squad, all he hears and sees are the gossips of parents. Gradually, he becomes more worldly-wise and his eyes become much more lively.
Ji Zhao, who had both the noble beauty and the innocence of being ignorant of the world, and a scholarly air between his eyebrows and eyes, immediately captured the hearts of the grandfathers and mothers. They came over to him and provided information one by one.
"He's very tall, has long hair and sideburns. You can tell at first glance that he's not a good person."
"He was wearing bell-bottom jeans, a red shirt with black flowers, only three buttons buttoned, and an open collar, like a little gangster."
"I lean forward a bit when I walk, and my right foot always feels like it's stuck in mud. It feels weird."
"His face? I couldn't see it clearly. I looked at him for a second longer and his eyes looked like they were poisonous. I was so scared that I didn't dare to look at him again."
"Yes, I didn't dare to look at him either. It was obvious that he was not a good person. How could I dare to look at him for too long?"
"I took a good look at him. He actually has a pretty good appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks very energetic. But he is dressed in a flashy way, which is quite disgusting. Oh, by the way, he seems to have a blister on the upper right side of his lip."
…
This time, facing the crowded crowd and listening to the chattering, Ji Zhao did not show panic or fear. Instead, like Zhao Xiangwan, he listened to everything quietly.
After listening to everyone's description, Ji Zhao pondered for a moment and began to write quickly. In less than 20 minutes, a ruffian-like man appeared on the paper.
Even Gu Zhiguang, an architecture student who had studied fine arts for a year in his freshman year, dropped his jaw in amazement: "This, this is too amazing, right?" He stared at the sketch for a long time, then looked at Zhao Xiangwan, "Are you sure he's just an ordinary portrait artist?"
Zhao Xiangwan smiled and said nothing.
A talented painter and the founder of hyperrealism, Ji Zhao came to the Municipal Bureau to work as a portrait painter, which was a complete test of his skills.
【Does my drawing look like it? 】
Ji Zhao looked at Zhao Xiangwan, his dark eyes flashing with excitement.
After acquiring the ability to read minds, Zhao Xiangwan would usually hear two different voices when talking to people. People "said one thing and meant another," which made Zhao Xiangwan feel uncomfortable.
Ji Zhao is different. His inner world is presented in Zhao Xiangwan's eyes, pure and simple. He has a speech barrier, and only Zhao Xiangwan can hear his youthful voice.
This simplicity and truth made Zhao Xiangwan feel comfortable and relaxed. Meeting Ji Zhao's gaze, Zhao Xiangwan smiled and nodded.
Although Zhao Xiangwan's smile was shallow, it gave Ji Zhao great encouragement. In that white world, golden sunlight shone down, and tiny grass sprouted from the snow, gradually gathering into a meadow.
"Chirp, chirp—" The skylark jumped down from the branch, stood in the middle of the grass and began to chirp.
Spring is here.
When Zhao Xiangwan saw the changes in Ji Zhao's inner world, he felt a strong sense of accomplishment - his smile and affirmation were the sunshine in Ji Zhao's inner world.
Gu Zhiguang's eyes moved from Zhao Xiangwan's face to Ji Zhao's face, and he muttered, "Isn't she just a little prettier? A mere portrait artist, huh."
Although Gu Zhiguang was not convinced that Ji Zhao could get Zhao Xiangwan's smile, Ji Zhao's presence did speed up the detection of the case.
Zhan Xiaolan came to Xing City in April 1988, and her first stop was to work as a waitress at the Jixiang Restaurant. However, more than three years have passed, and although the Jixiang Restaurant is still there, the owner has changed hands several times. The only person who remembers Zhan Xiaolan is the former dishwasher and current chef.
Before the portrait came out, the chef waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't remember, I don't remember. At that time, I was just like Zhan Xiaolan. I had just come to the city to work, washing dishes in a restaurant. I was just a small handyman who stayed in the kitchen every day. How could I notice who had eaten in the restaurant, and whether anyone had pursued her?"
After the portrait came out, the chef's eyes widened: "Is this the guy? I think I've seen him before. He drove a yellow van and often came to the restaurant to eat. He was drunk at night and dared to drive home. At that time, the restaurant owner scolded him behind his back, saying that he would kill someone sooner or later."
Huang Yi did not expect it to be so smooth, so he asked, "Then do you know his name?"
Chef: "I only know that everyone calls him A Feng, but what is his specific name... Oh, by the way, he had a good relationship with the restaurant's then-proprietress Wang Guiling. If you can find her, you should be able to find A Feng."
Wang Guiling had opened a restaurant and had all the information registered with the Industry and Commerce Department, so she was quickly found by the police. With Wang Guiling as a clue, the public security system quickly locked on to Xiong Chengfeng, also known as "A Feng".
Two days later, Xiong Chengfeng was captured.
However, this person was very stubborn and refused to say anything.
Jia Junnan was worried about Zhan Xiaolan's whereabouts, so he ignored his graduation design and waited in the police station for the result.
Zhan Ping, together with her brother and sister-in-law who had hurried over, anxiously waited for news.
The four people related to Zhan Xiaolan met every day because of their common goal and gradually got to know each other. Zhan Xiaolan's parents were impressed by Jia Junnan, and even Zhan Ping, who was initially opposed, changed her mind.
But...what does it matter if I like Jia Junnan? Now I don't even know whether Zhan Xiaolan is dead or alive.
Zhao Xiangwan had a lot of classes at school on Monday, so by the time he got to the police station interrogation room after class, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.
Yao Guocheng and Huang Yi had been interrogating Xiong Chengfeng for the entire day. They were unshaven, their eyes were red, and they looked haggard. It was obvious that they were under a lot of mental stress. As soon as they saw Zhao Xiangwan, Huang Yi handed her the notebook, made room for her, and motioned for her to sit down.
Yao Guocheng's voice was filled with fatigue, and he rubbed his forehead with his hand: "May 15, Friday, 5:30 to 6:00 p.m., where were you?"
Xiong Chengfeng lowered his head and said nothing, his long bangs drooping down, covering his eyebrows and eyes tightly.
[I have dated so many women, but Xiaolan was the only one who got pregnant with my child. I didn’t want to be dragged down by her, and I was tired of her, so I broke up with her without mercy. But now looking back, I can only blame myself for not cherishing her at that time.]
The notes in front of him were blank. After hearing Xiong Chengfeng's inner thoughts, Zhao Xiangwan breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't matter if he didn't speak. As long as he could hear his inner voice, he wouldn't be afraid.
Yao Guocheng waited for a long time, but Xiong Chengfeng still refused to cooperate, so he raised his voice and repeated what he had just said.
Xiong Chengfeng slowly raised his head and looked at Huang Guosheng, his mouth curled up: "Comrade police officer, it's been more than a week. How can I know what I did that day? Why don't you tell me what I did that day?"
Huang Yi was very dissatisfied with his attitude and shouted: "Be serious! We are asking you questions now, answer honestly."
Xiong Chengfeng raised his handcuffed hands, put them on his forehead, and replied lazily, "I don't remember."
[Heh, tell the truth and you will be in jail for life, I understand this principle. If I don't tell you, who will know what I have done? Xiaolan, Xiaolan, you should be thankful for your good-looking belly. If you were not the only one who bore my child, I'm afraid you would have died long ago.]
Zhao Xiangwan's heart began to beat rapidly.
——Zhan Xiaolan is not dead! She is still alive!
The chief judge was Yao Guocheng. Logically, Zhao Xiangwan should not speak, but the situation was urgent and Zhao Xiangwan could not care about that. She put the pen on the table and asked softly, "Zhan Xiaolan is still alive, right?"
Zhao Xiangwan's voice was cool and calm, like a stream flowing through the grassy beach, breaking the tense atmosphere in the interrogation room.
The hands that were on Xiong Chengfeng's forehead suddenly dropped, revealing a pair of large, round eyes. His eyelids were very deep, his eyes were slightly yellow, and his pupils shrank. It was obvious that these words struck him directly in the heart.
Yao Guocheng and Huang Yi had been investigating the case for a whole day but had gained nothing. They were getting annoyed when they heard Zhao Xiangwan's words. Huang Yi blurted out, "Is she still alive? Is that true?"
Zhao Xiangwan nodded.
Huang Yi asked again: "How do you know?"
Zhao Xiangwan glanced at Xiong Chengfeng.
Huang Yi raised his hand and slapped his forehead hard. That's right! How can you discuss this in front of the suspect?
Xiong Chengfeng was shocked, but he had a good mentality and didn't show it on his face. When he came to his senses, he glared at Zhao Xiangwan fiercely, and seeing her apple-like face and calm attitude, he immediately became contemptuous.
[Where did this little policeman come from? Maybe she was assigned here right after graduation? She knows nothing and makes random guesses. Ugh! She actually guessed right by accident. I'm still waiting for Xiaolan to give birth to a son for me, why did I kill her? ]
Hearing the words "give me a son" again, Zhao Xiangwan narrowed his eyes. Although he didn't quite understand why Xiong Chengfeng was so persistent, as if he could only give birth to a son if he found Zhan Xiaolan, he was sure that Zhan Xiaolan was in Xiong Chengfeng's hands.
"Who will cook for Xiaolan if you stay here? What if she gets hungry and becomes ill?"
Xiong Chengfeng's lips twisted, and the blisters at the corners of his mouth made him look evil again.
Zhao Xiangwan's fingers moved slightly. If it weren't for the unfamiliar environment around him, he really wanted to take out his notebook and write something down - crooked lips mean that this person is anxious and may be in trouble or encounter big trouble.
[Damn! These policemen acted really fast. Luckily, I had already driven Xiaolan to my mother's place and put iron chains on her hands and feet and tied them to the foot of the bed. I had the key, so my mother couldn't let her go no matter how soft-hearted she was.]
Hearing this, Zhao Xiangwan no longer hesitated. Anger flashed in his eyes. With a "bang", he slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.
"Since you're not worried about her safety, it seems someone is watching over her for you, right?"
Xiong Chengfeng leaned back and began to dodge Zhao Xiangwan's questioning.
"Very good. Since there is someone guarding it, then this person must be someone you trust the most. Who is it?"
Xiong Chengfeng pursed his lips, turned his head, and his neck was stiff.
"Friends, or parents?"
The interrogation room suddenly fell silent. Xiong Chengfeng bit his lips tightly, which meant that he was seriously pondering Zhao Xiangwan's words: How much does this female police officer know?
"Very good, it turns out to be your parents' home." Zhao Xiangwan turned his head and looked at Yao Guocheng, "Officer Yao, Zhan Xiaolan is now at Xiong Chengfeng's parents' home. Check his household registration file."
Huang Yi hurried out to check the household registration information, but Zhao Xiangwan kept staring at Xiong Chengfeng.
Xiong Chengfeng's expression suddenly relaxed.
Seeing his shoulders relaxed and the corners of his lips raised, Zhao Xiangwan became alert: No, his reaction is wrong, this means that the household registration file may not be able to find his parents' address!
[Go check, just go check. If you can find my mother in the household registration file, I will consider you ruthless! Two years ago, my father died, and I brought my mother to Xing City. I bought an old house in Wuzhigou, Huxia District, and lived there. I am the only one like this. I usually go there alone, and no one around me knows the place. I have killed so many people, how can I live without a safe place? ]
Killed a lot of people? This man killed a lot of people!
Big case!
The bigger the case, the more you need to remain calm.
Zhao Xiangwan sat down slowly, forcing himself to calm down, his mind racing. Wuzhigou, Huxia District—this was the information he had heard through mind reading. Micro-expression behavior studies couldn't explain why he could know such a specific address.
Half an hour later, Huang Yi ran into the interrogation room and shouted, "The Municipal Bureau's Household Registration Division and the Taxi Management Office called back and said that Xiong Chengfeng's household registration is not in Xing City. The address of his parents registered in his employment file is in Group 6, Wuwan Village, Panxi County, Guizhou Province, which is a full 1,000 kilometers away from Xing City."
A smug smile appeared on Xiong Chengfeng's lips.
He had a hooked nose with the tip of his nose drooping down into a hook shape, and with that sinister smile, Zhao Xiangwan felt a chill on his back.
This man is insidious, cunning, cruel and brutal.
His weak points are his mother and his son. We must break through his defenses and force him to tell the truth.
Zhao Xiangwan said to Yao Guocheng: "We have investigated at the Taxi Management Office. Since May 15, Xiong Chengfeng has been operating. He has not left Xing City. If he locked Zhan Xiaolan up at his parents' house, he must still be in Xing City."
Huang Yi nodded and looked at Zhao Xiangwan approvingly: "Yes, I think so too."
After saying that, Huang Yi walked up to Xiong Chengfeng, put his right hand heavily on his shoulder, widened his eyes and raised his voice: "Tell me the truth, where is Zhan Xiaolan?!"
Huang Yi's hand was very strong. Xiong Chengfeng felt half of his body was numb. He grimaced in pain, but he still kept a smile on his face: "Comrade police, this is a new society. It is not acceptable to torture people to extract confessions."
Yao Guocheng said: "As long as the person is not hurt, your crime is not serious. You can be imprisoned for a few years and then released. You can reform yourself and become a good person. If you resist to the end, we will file a case for murder, and you will be dead."
Xiong Chengfeng squinted at him and said, "I didn't do anything. How can you be charged with murder?"
Huang Yi was annoyed by Xiong Chengfeng's lazy look, and he increased the strength of his hands: "Don't refuse a toast and drink a penalty drink!" If it weren't for the little sister watching him, and if it weren't for the discipline constraints, Huang Yi really wanted to beat him up.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Xiong Chengfeng couldn't help but laugh when he saw that he was just talking but not practicing. "Come on, come on, I haven't done anything, I'm not afraid of you!"
Amidst his extremely arrogant laughter, Zhao Xiangwan spoke slowly.
"We have witnesses. On May 15, you dragged Zhan Xiaolan's suitcase past the Telecommunications Bureau dormitory area and the minivan stopped at the intersection of Wufulu. During this time, three thousand yuan was stolen from Zhan Ping's home. Was it you who did it?"
Xiong Chengfeng's laughter stopped abruptly: "Three thousand yuan?"
[Damn, that woman framed me. It was only 700 yuan, how come it suddenly became 3,000? Damn, is this cousin crazy about money? ]
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Xiong Chengfeng, who could not stand any injustice in his life, began breathing heavily.
Luo Jing was also stunned for a moment, but he reacted quickly and immediately shouted angrily: "For burglary, if the amount is more than 1,000 yuan but less than 2,500 yuan, the offender shall be subject to control, detention, fixed-term imprisonment for six months or a fine alone; if the amount is more than 2,500 yuan but less than 4,000 yuan, the offender shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment for six months to one year. It doesn't matter if you don't tell us where Zhan Xiaolan is. You stole 3,000 yuan and the evidence is conclusive. You will be imprisoned for a year first. We will slowly investigate and we will eventually find out where your parents live, right?"
A fierce light gradually appeared in Xiong Chengfeng's eyes.
Zhao Xiangwan added: "In the name of the police, they will publish a notice in the newspaper to claim the body and put your photo on it. Your parents will show up after seeing it, right? We are not in a hurry."
Claiming the body? Xiong Chengfeng was successfully enraged and shouted, "I only took 700 yuan, which is not enough to file a case!" As soon as he said this, he saw Yao Guocheng, Huang Yi and Zhao Xiangwan exchange glances, and then he realized that he had said something wrong.
Xiong Chengfeng has a strong sense of anti-detection. When Zhan Ping's home was robbed, no third person's fingerprints were found in the room except for Zhan Ping and Zhan Xiaolan's, which made the case even more confusing. Now that Xiong Chengfeng has admitted that he took the money, it is futile to try to make excuses.
Huang Yi felt a glimmer of hope. Since Xiong Chengfeng had already admitted to burglary and stealing the 700 yuan from the bedside cabinet, he would soon admit to kidnapping Zhan Xiaolan.
[Theft is nothing, it's just a few hundred dollars, I can let him go after a few days of detention. Just admit it, I'm not afraid.]
Xiong Chengfeng leaned back in his chair, with a look of "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water" on his face: "I'll take it, what do you think?"
Yao Guocheng asked: "When did you enter the house?"
Xiong Chengfeng answered nonchalantly: "A little after five o'clock."
"How did you get into the house?"
"Pick up the key."
"Who else was in the room when you went in?"
“No one was seen.”
"What's up with the suitcase?"
"The only thing in the house that was worth some money was the suitcase, so I just took it."
When asked again, Xiong Chengfeng closed his eyes with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He refused to admit having met Zhan Xiaolan, nor did he explain why he took Zhan Xiaolan away in a trolley case. The interrogation reached a dead end again.
[I followed Xiaolan secretly for a week. I knew exactly when she went to work, when she got off work, when she went home to cook, and when she went on dates. It was last Thursday, right? At nine o'clock in the evening, I saw her circling next to a public telephone booth. I approached her to talk to her, but she acted as if she had seen a ghost. She looked disgusted and even spat at me, telling me to never come to her again. What a fool!
I was the only one who dumped me. No one else dumped me. If it wasn't because I was diagnosed with a physical problem, I'd slept with so many women, but only Xiaolan got pregnant. Why would I, a big boss, go back to her? She dared to abort my son, damn it!
On Friday afternoon, I prepared a handkerchief with anesthetic and waited at the corner of the red house. I watched her walk home from the shoe store, and when the door opened, I pushed her in from behind, covered her with the handkerchief, and everything was over.
He put on gloves and searched the room, then pocketed the money on the bedside table. Then he took the suitcase from her room, put Xiaolan in it, walked out openly, and threw the suitcase into the car. Who would dare to stop him?
I originally thought of fucking her once and then killing her. But I didn't expect to see the big box on top of the wardrobe...Haha, I met my pillow when I was sleepy. I'll take her home and have a son. 】
Xiong Chengfeng's logic was a bit confusing and his expression was not very clear, but Zhao Xiangwan understood it.
His original plan was to take revenge on Zhan Xiaolan because she aborted his child, but after seeing the box, he changed his mind and decided to imprison Zhan Xiaolan and kill her after she gave birth to a son.
Most criminals would not dare to commit crimes in broad daylight for fear of being discovered, but he dared to drag a large box containing a person through the streets in full view of the public without any fear at all.
This man is extremely vicious and courageous.
To break through his defenses, we must find another way.
Huang Yi and Yao Guocheng looked at each other.
[We will have a trial with him! A wheel battle trial, let's see if he can survive. ]
Keeping a hawk awake is a way of training a falcon. By not letting the hawk sleep for several days, making it sleepy and tired, the hawk's will is worn down and it can be tamed.
Public security interrogations have strict regulations on the time period, duration, and method of interrogation. Huang Yi and his team's plan is actually a violation of the regulations.
Zhao Xiangwan observed Xiong Chengfeng's reaction. After a day of interrogation, Huang Yi and Yao Guocheng were exhausted, but he showed no signs of fatigue, which showed that he had strong physical fitness, endurance, and stress resistance. Even if he violated the rules and delayed the interrogation, it would be difficult to achieve his goal.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiangwan looked at Yao Guocheng and said, "Shall I talk to him?"
Yao Guocheng had just witnessed how sharp Zhao Xiangwan was. Thinking that she was Xu Heimian's apprentice, he gave up his position as the judge and signaled Huang Yi to take notes.
Huang Yi took the paper and pen, somewhat curious about how his junior sister, who was only a freshman, was going to interrogate him.
Zhao Xiangwan lowered her eyes slightly, softened her posture, and said with a little girl's innocence, "I have a secret. How about exchanging a secret with you?"
Xiong Chengfeng became interested and leaned forward slightly.
[This little girl knows nothing, how can she be a police officer? The police force nowadays really accepts anyone. And she even exchanges secrets secretly? She is just playing house. ]
Zhao Xiangwan didn't care that he kept silent and continued, "When I was investigating Zhan Xiaolan's missing case, Zhan Ping and I learned about Zhan Xiaolan's past in depth. Did you know that Xiaolan was deceived and got pregnant? That child should be yours, right?"
Xiong Chengfeng's face twitched and his eyes turned red.
[Damn it, that child is my only child, but she beat him! I am strong and can fight and carry things. I have slept with more than 20 women, but I didn't expect that none of them got pregnant. I thought those women took some kind of contraceptive pills. After my husband died, my mother begged me to get married and have children. I planned to settle down, so I found a young girl in the countryside. After six months of marriage, she didn't even lay an egg! I also found a widow who had given birth to two sons, but still nothing!
My mother felt something was wrong and cried so hard that she begged me not to let the Xiong family die. I had no choice but to go to the provincial hospital for a checkup. Damn, it was congenital asthenospermia! It was very difficult for a woman to get pregnant. I regretted it so much at that time... I regretted it so much that my intestines turned green. If I had known earlier, why didn't I coax Xiaolan better and let her have the baby before getting rid of her? I can only blame myself for being too young at that time, alas! 】
Zhao Xiangwan whispered, "Did Zhan Xiaolan tell you that the child was aborted?"
Xiong Chengfeng was completely attracted by her words. He raised his head to meet her eyes, his lips slightly parted, and it was obvious that he was moved.
Zhao Xiangwan narrowed his eyes slightly to hide the coldness in his expression: "Actually... the child was not aborted."
"What?!" Xiong Chengfeng suddenly stood up from his chair.
The news was so shocking that he was in ecstasy.
[I told you! God will not kill off my Xiong family! It's good to give birth to the child, it's good to give birth to the child! I have a child, I'm a father! Xiaolan is a good woman, really good. ]
Yao Guocheng never expected that Zhao Xiangwan would actually sit down and chat with Xiong Chengfeng. And this secret also successfully made Xiong Chengfeng change his previous resistance and become excited.
Yao Guocheng had experience in interrogating countless suspects. At this time, Zhao Xiangwan had already taken the initiative, and the interrogation finally made progress!
Xiong Chengfeng asked: "Boy or girl?"
"boy."
Xiong Chengfeng's nostrils flared, his breathing was rapid, and his attitude was anxious: "Where is he? Does he look like me?"
As soon as he got anxious, Zhao Xiangwan was no longer anxious.
Zhao Xiangwan leaned back and smiled, "This is the secret I want to exchange with you."
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