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. The Xiong family has an heir. Once I feel at ease, my life will be worth it. 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. At most I will be convicted of rape and kidnapping, and a sentence of more than ten years is the limit. If I behave well in prison, I may be able to get a reduced sentence and be released in seven or eight years. By then my son will be in junior high school, and I can still accompany him to grow 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!"
熊成鋒的手在衣服底下動了動，整理得更加自然一些，這才提高音量喊：“媽，我回來了——”
一位頭發花白的老婦人推開籬笆門，她那挂在臉上的笑容，在看到警車車頂閃爍的紅色光芒時，瞬間凝住。
熊成鋒迎上前去，喊了一聲：“媽！”
老婦人的眼睛在他身旁警察身上掃過，腳步一個錯亂，差點摔倒。她扶住籬笆邊沿，努力站穩，顫抖着聲音說：“阿鋒啊，你，你這是……”
熊成鋒努力擠出一個笑臉：“媽，告訴你一個好消息，我有兒子了！”不等老婦人反應過來，他将手中一直攥着的照片塞到她手中，聲音裏滿是欣喜，“你看，這是曉蘭給我生的兒子，她其實并沒有打掉。”
沒有月亮的晚上，室外昏暗一片，只有警車車燈映照出一片光亮。
老婦人就着車燈看着照片，只一眼便認定是自己的孫子，她緊緊捏着照片，眼中迸放出極亮的光芒：“真的？唉呀，我的天神啊，就是今天死了我也安心啊，快快快，我要燒香告訴你爸。”
熊成鋒沖黃毅使了個眼色：“人就在裏屋，鑰匙在堂屋花瓶裏裝着呢，你們把曉蘭帶出來吧。”
黃毅帶人沖進屋裏，老婦人的嘴唇開始哆嗦。
熊成鋒努力安撫着母親：“我，我已經自首，肯定會減刑。媽你放心，存折和錢都放在我面包車的儲物箱裏，車在宿舍樓下，你記得去拿。我會讓曉蘭把兒子接回來，你幫我養着，等我出來再孝順你。”
老婦人一邊點頭一邊掉淚：“阿鋒啊，你可都改了吧……媽每天，提心吊膽啊。”
趙向晚從最後一輛上走下來，正聽到老婦人的心裏話。
【我是個沒文化的農村老太婆，只知道種菜、養魚、喂雞、做飯，阿鋒要做的事，我也阻止不了，沒辦法啊。我就這麽一個兒子，也沒能力給他什麽，只能他說什麽我就做什麽。先前他打架，把別人打得頭破血流，我勸過他，他不聽，結果進了牢房。放出來之後他搶劫，帶人回來埋在院子裏，我又勸過，讓他不要再殺人，可是他不聽，殺了一個又一個。這次帶回個姑娘，綁在床上，造孽哦……我能怎麽辦？】
趙向晚的目光變冷了許多。
可憐之人必有可恨之處，慣子如殺子。
這老婦人同樣有罪，并不值得同情。
熊成鋒買的農房很偏僻，被魚塘所包圍，平時無人來住。警方開了三臺車過來，烏泱泱一群人，卻沒有驚動周邊群衆。
一名女警扶着面色慘白、虛弱無力的湛曉蘭從屋裏走出，經過熊成鋒身邊時，她猛地回頭，一口唾沫飛出，啐在熊成鋒臉上。
老婦人忙護住兒子，擡起右手用衣袖幫他擦試臉上髒污。嘴裏喃喃念叨着：“何苦哦，何必呢，都是一家人……”
聽到這句“都是一家人”，熊成鋒面孔扭曲了一下，強壓着怒火，對湛曉蘭說：“曉蘭，我知道是我錯了，請你原諒。我只求你，把我兒子接回來，你不養，我媽養。”
湛曉蘭愣了半天：“什麽兒子？”
熊成鋒看到她的表情，後背一股寒意襲上來，眼睛瞪圓，聲音變得粗重起來：“你并沒有打掉孩子，把他生下來了，對不對？你把他送人了，是不是？我都聽警官說了，你姑姑那裏還有孩子照片。”
車燈光線下，湛曉蘭蒼白的臉上滿是嘲諷：“你想兒子想瘋了吧？當時是你甩過來兩百塊，讓我落的胎，你忘記了？”
熊成鋒感覺那股寒意漸漸在身體內彌散開來，牙齒開始打戰，“咯咯咯咯”的聲音在口腔內響起，引發頭顱一陣眩暈。他努力控制住這份恐懼感，轉頭看向站在遠處的趙向晚。
趙向晚微笑不語。
熊成鋒好不容易找到自己的聲音：“不不不，是警察同志說的，她不會騙人。你看，這不就是你送人的孩子嗎？”他一把搶過母親手中照片，雙手高舉，送到湛曉蘭面前。
黃毅的外套滑下，牢牢铐住熊成鋒的手铐閃過一道寒光。
湛曉蘭看到他被铐，哈哈笑了起來，她被困一周，早已心存死志，絕食抗拒，已經餓得頭昏眼花，整個人瘦脫了形，這一笑便帶着點瘋狂。
“哈哈哈哈……熊成鋒，你從哪裏弄來的照片？現在想養兒子？晚了！哪個跟你說我生下來了？你找他去。”
生兒子已經成為熊成鋒的執念，湛曉蘭的話卻無情地将他打擊，他不敢找趙向晚對質，只能哀求着湛曉蘭：“我們曾經相愛過，也有過快活時光，是不是？我只是太愛你，才把你帶到這裏來。你把兒子給我，我送你錢，多多的錢，好不好？我已經向警方自首，帶他們來找你，你就看在我努力贖罪的份上，把兒子還給我吧。”
湛曉蘭不為所動，在女警的攙扶下雙膝微屈地站着。她體虛無力，剛剛說話說得多了，接不上氣來：“我，沒，生。”
見軟的不行，熊成鋒目露兇光，咬牙道：“湛曉蘭，別敬酒不吃吃罰酒！你要是交出兒子，我倆恩怨一筆勾消。你要是不交出來，等老子出獄，殺你全家！你姑姑家，你那個大學生男朋友，老子早就調查得一清二楚，誰也跑不掉！”
黃毅走過來撿起自己外套，拍了拍塵土，目光似電：“熊成鋒，威脅當事人，罪加一等！”
熊成鋒手裏緊緊抓着照片，仿佛那是溺水人的浮木。
“這是我兒子，這是我兒子！”
他的聲音漸漸變得嗚咽：“這就是我的兒子，你們還我兒子！照片是誰給我的？是誰給我的？”
熊成鋒的目光在人群裏搜尋。
黃毅下意識地擋在趙向晚面前。趙向晚為哄騙熊成鋒交代湛曉蘭的下落，編織出一個謊言，如果被熊成鋒記仇，恐怕會對她不利。
“對！就是你，那個女警察！你給我出來，你告訴我，這就是我的兒子，你說過，用這個秘密交換我的秘密，我已經交代了湛曉蘭的下落，你把我兒子找出來！”
趙向晚身材高挑，黃毅并沒有将她遮擋嚴實，被熊成鋒一眼找到。
黃毅有些緊張地轉過頭看一眼趙向晚，卻發現她淡定從容，半點不慌。
趙向晚從黃毅身後走出：“師兄，先把湛曉蘭送到醫院，通知家屬吧，這裏還有一堆事要做。”
黃毅不明白她心中所想，湛曉蘭既然已經找到，熊成鋒也已經認罪，此案已結，為什麽說“還有一堆事要做”？
熊成鋒瞪着趙向晚，低吼質問：“你，你是不是騙我？”
趙向晚右手輕擡，快速從他手中奪過照片，放進口袋，微笑道：“這是我從劉師兄錢包裏借來的照片，得還給他。”
劉良駒家中小妞妞今年正好三歲半，和熊成鋒心中所想的兒子差不多歲數。趙向晚曾在劉良駒的錢包裏看到過妞妞的周歲照，這次便打電話叫他送了過來。
妞妞那個時候因為頭發稀少，半歲時家裏給剃了個光頭，剛剛長出來一寸長的頭發，看上去像個男孩。熊成鋒思兒心切，認定了這照片上的孩子就是他兒子，不斷地心理暗示之下，怎麽看都與自己十分相像。
見到趙向晚這般行事，熊成鋒腦中一片清明——被騙了！
他大吼一聲，掙脫開警察的鉗制，沖着趙向晚撲過去：“我要殺了你！殺了你——”
不等他靠近，趙向晚一個利落的過肩摔，将熊成鋒橫摔出去。黃毅緊跟其後，将他牢牢按壓在地。
熊母急得聲音都變了形：“不要打他，求求你們，不要打他！”
趙向晚居高臨下看着熊成鋒拼命掙紮，他那張嘴裏正不清不楚地咒罵着：“死表子，敢騙老子！老子出來殺你全家！”
趙向晚厲聲喝斥：“你殺了誰？交代清楚！”
熊母像被卡住脖子的雞一樣，聲音突然消失。
熊成鋒則雙目通紅，喋喋怪笑：“你等着，老子出來就殺了你！”
趙向晚雙手負在背後，擡眸掃過籬笆圍住的院子，看着那棵在暗夜裏樹影婆娑的老槐樹：“殺我？呵。我看這院子，很适合殺人埋屍啊。”
黃毅與姚國誠頓時警醒：“你是說，熊成鋒殺了人？”
趙向晚點頭：“對！”
熊成鋒整個人面埋下趴在地下，拼命扭過臉來看趙向晚：“你胡說！你胡說！老子就是綁架了湛曉蘭，想問問我兒子的下落，哪裏就成殺了人？”
夜風吹來，趙向晚仿佛聞到風中的血腥味。
埋在地下的屍骨，終于等到見天日的這一天。
五福路派出所的公安幹警忙碌了一整夜，從熊成鋒家的後院挖出三大袋屍骸，其中有五個頭顱。
五條人命！案件惡劣，迅速上報市局、廳局，五福派出所頓時出了名。
這是重大殺人案！
熊成鋒、熊母全被帶回市局，立案審訊。
消息傳開，回到市局重案組的趙向晚頓時被簇擁包圍。
許嵩嶺笑容滿面，一臉驕傲：“一出手就是大案，出息、有出息。”
剛調到重案一組的高廣強目光裏帶着絲羨慕：“趙向晚，你幫姚國誠立了件大功。我估計，三等功少不了。”他還有幾年就退休，也希望能夠立個大功啊。
劉良駒接過趙向晚遞過來的照片，親了一口自家小妞妞的周歲照，鄭重其事地放回錢包，笑嘻嘻地說：“我家小妞妞這回也算立功了。”
何明玉、朱飛鵬假意生氣：“這麽有意思的事怎麽沒叫上我們兩個？這幾天咱們組裏也沒什麽事。”
許嵩嶺橫過來一眼，這兩人立馬笑了起來。
朱飛鵬說：“喂，趙向晚，以後有這麽刺激的事情一定要叫我，我保護你！”
何明玉擡手捶了趙向晚一下：“你說你，膽子怎麽那麽大？一個連環殺人犯，你意敢用假照片騙他！”
衆人的表情都變得嚴肅起來。
許嵩嶺板起臉教訓趙向晚：“面對這些窮兇極惡的罪犯，我們也要保護好自己。你這回兵行險道，抓住熊成鋒渴望生子的心理，誘他交代湛曉蘭的去處。如果不是他現在身負數條人命，死刑跑不了，那等他放出來，你的人生安全就會受到威脅。以後……”
他猶豫了一下，終于還是把這話說出了口：“不要太拼！一切以安全為上。”趙向晚的審訊能力太強，但這種能力會讓她與罪犯正面相抗，也會讓對方對她印象深刻。
對一名公安幹警而言，被罪犯記住，并不是件好事。
趙向晚聽到了許嵩嶺對她的擔憂，心中溫暖，微笑點頭：“記住了，師父。”
聽到她喊自己“師父”，許嵩嶺心情頓時變得美好起來：“你記得就好。以後審訊你不要總沖在前面，有什麽需要做的，交代朱飛鵬、劉良駒他們去。人多，不容易被盯上。”
被點到名的朱飛鵬、劉良駒和其他重案組成員同時立定：“是！”
朱飛鵬嚴肅不了兩秒，又開始擠眉弄眼：“趙向晚，你怎麽知道熊成鋒執着于兒子？又怎麽知道他殺過人？”
考驗來了！
每次審訊完畢，趙向晚都得琢磨如何把讀心術和微表情行為學結合起來。如果能夠讓重案組的人接受，那就說明她那一套是科學合理的。
趙向晚的目光移向角落。
感受到趙向晚的視線，季昭站了起來。他将重案組的小黑板搬到中央，拿起粉筆站在一旁，安靜地等待着。
陽光從窗戶透過來，在地面投下斜斜的格子。
季昭衣袖挽起，容顏昳麗，光是站着，便似一幅美人圖。
重案組成員一時之間都停下叽叽喳喳，目光注視在季昭身上。
季昭已經習慣衆人的注視，眸光似星，認真地看着趙向晚。
【你要講解嗎？你說，我來畫。】
趙向晚腦海中響起季昭的聲音，少年獨有的聲線，清潤、幹淨、陽光。仿佛初夏午後，燦爛盛開的桔梗花。
趙向晚沖季昭微微一笑，點頭道：“好。”
轉過頭來看着一雙雙好奇的眼睛，趙向晚将自己整理好的“微表情行為學理論”講述出來。
“熊成鋒頭發很長，下垂遮住眼睛，審訊時低頭斜向看着桌腳，極少擡頭，遇到問題閃爍其辭，這說明他的內心有很多秘密。”
“報告！”一聲響亮的報告聲打斷趙向晚的話，所有人都看向站在門口的年青警察。
黃毅一身制服，右手平展置于右眉處，标準的舉手禮，眼中閃着興奮的光彩。
許嵩嶺不認識他，看一眼高廣強。
高廣強微微搖頭。
兩人交換了一個眼神，确認這是張新面孔之後，許嵩嶺眉毛一擰：“你是？”
黃毅挺起胸膛：“五福路派出所刑偵中隊，黃毅。”踏入市局刑偵支隊重案組的大門，黃毅的臉龐在放光，這可是他此生夢想之地！
許嵩嶺“哦”了一聲，看一眼趙向晚，意思是：來找你的？
不等趙向晚開口，黃毅大聲道：“報告許隊，熊成鋒殺人案已經上報市局，我今天是過來移交案子的。”
其實案件已經非常清晰，只是細節處還需要核對，五福路派出所開挖出五具骸骨之後便按照規矩上報市局，市局再報省廳，今天黃毅過來與市局重案組對接。
許嵩嶺點點頭，這個案子歸重案三組接手，黃毅繞路到重案一組，顯然是沖着趙向晚而來。
果然，黃毅笑着對趙向晚說：“我剛剛和三組那邊移交了所有資料，正好聽到你的聲音，就過來旁聽一下。”趙向晚的聲音清冷而平靜，就像是六月炎天拂過的清風，黃毅在走廊裏第一時間便辨識出來。
許嵩嶺沉吟片刻，點頭道：“那你進來吧，正好我們在分析案情。如果趙向晚有不清楚的地方，你可以補充一下。”
黃毅乖乖坐下，像個小學生一樣專心聽講。
市局辦公樓是單面走廊式建築，重案一組的辦公室位于走廊東頭，面積很大，足有八十多個平方米。書桌、鐵皮文件櫃和綠植沿牆擺放，中間放着張大會議桌，方便日常開會讨論。
衆人圍坐在會議桌，移動小黑板擺在北面，季昭與趙向晚并肩而立，面向衆人。
身穿白襯衫、卡其褲的季昭容顏太盛，自帶光環，黃毅感覺有些被眩到，連着眨了兩下眼睛。
趙向晚看到黃毅一臉驚豔的模樣，眉眼微彎。季昭有自閉症、語言障礙，卻能迅速融入重案組，既和季錦茂的財力與熱情有關，也和他的長相有關。
漂亮的人，總能令人心情愉悅。
趙向晚繼續剛才的彙報：“觀察熊成鋒的外貌與行為舉止，鷹鈎鼻，鼻尖下垂呈明顯彎鈎，一笑便嘴角斜向上方，雙眼皮，眼白微黃，瞳仁很亮，被審一天，連主審警官都疲憊不堪，他卻絲毫不顯疲态。這代表，此人精力彌散、體力異于常人，對世間規則沒有畏懼感。”
随着趙向晚的講述，季昭拿起粉筆在黑板上開始描畫。
黑色為底、白色為筆，不過是一鈎一劃，鷹鈎鼻、深深的雙眼皮、邪魅笑容……一個桀骜不馴、陰沉兇猛的形象便出現在黑板上。
看到黑板上的頭像，黃毅張大了嘴，脫口而出：“就是他！”
黃毅看向季昭的眼神變得不一樣。先前趙向晚将季昭帶到派出所，讓他畫像的時候，黃毅還覺得有些可笑——這年頭，畫像師在公安系統算是個新鮮事物，都不是科班出身，繪畫基礎差，有些畫像師畫出來的人像連親媽都認不出來。
可是等季昭畫的人像一出來，黃毅就驚呆了：畫得也太好了吧！哪怕沒有學過繪畫、沒什麽藝術細胞，黃毅也能看得出來這個畫師水平不一般。
就憑着這一張畫像，吉祥飯館大廚一眼認出，再順藤牽瓜迅速找出熊成鋒，如果不是季昭的圖唯妙唯肖，恐怕熊成鋒的抓捕還要耗費一些時日。
可是那一次看到畫像的震撼感，遠不如這次強。
季昭用的是粉筆！一支粉筆！
他筆走如飛，輪廓、草稿都不打，徑直在黑板上塗塗畫畫，不過幾分鐘，一幅人物素描圖便現于眼前，傳神至極。
黃毅轉過頭，壓低了聲音，自來熟地問朱飛鵬：“哥們，你們這個畫像師是從哪裏挖來的？”
朱飛鵬咧嘴一笑：“他可是天才畫家，我們哪裏挖得來？”
“天才，畫家？”黃毅重複着這話，感覺信息量巨大，一時之間不知道應該從哪裏開始打聽起。
何明玉“噓——”了一聲。
朱飛鵬立馬閉上嘴，黃毅也不敢再問，兩人同時擡頭看着站在前方的趙向晚。
趙向晚表情嚴肅：“遇到這種精力旺盛的嫌疑犯，熬審根本無效。”說完，她掃了黃毅一眼。
黃毅心中一突，感覺自己被她看穿。他與姚國誠審了熊成鋒七個小時，其實也存着消耗對方體力的目的，沒想到把自己熬得眼圈發青，熊成鋒卻精神百倍。
朱飛鵬忍不住提問：“難道就因為他精力好、模樣兇，你就認定他有殺人嫌疑？還有，你怎麽就知道他想要兒子？”
趙向晚指着熊成鋒的眼睛和嘴：“審訊時，我留意到熊成鋒單眼微眯、單側嘴角上挑，這代表輕蔑。一個嫌疑犯，證據确鑿被警方抓捕，為什麽他敢于露出這樣輕蔑的表情？”
朱飛鵬反應最快：“他犯的事，比警方現在訊問的，嚴重得多。”
趙向晚贊許點頭，再一次看向黃毅：“黃師兄，你有沒有注意到，當姚警官問他事發當日在做什麽時，他的态度是緊張，還是輕松？”
黃毅努力回憶：“嗯……我記得他當時态度很散漫，還反問我們，他到底應該在做什麽。”
"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 nodded 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. When Xiong Chengfeng was young, he was playful and didn't care, but when he reached a certain age, his paternal instincts awakened and he wanted a 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."