Chapter 82 Retribution
◎I have already said everything, can I leave now?◎
Zhu Feipeng's eyes were like lightning, with a solemn and righteous look as he stared at Jia Shendu closely.
Under such a strong gaze, Jia Shendu's emotions gradually began to tense up.
Zhu Feipeng leaned forward and slowly pushed the photo frame that was upside down on the table forward. His movements were extremely slow, so slow that Jia Shendu wanted to rush over and snatch it away.
[What does he mean? What does he know? What is this photo? What is it? Tell me now! Damn——]
Click, click!
Following this clicking sound that made Jia Shendu extremely annoyed, Zhu Feipeng suddenly flipped the photo.
This is an enlarged old black-and-white photo, sixteen inches in size, in an exquisite white frame, with the patina of history, as if it has been touched countless times.
The train station square, the pointed clock tower, two serious-looking experts, and a crowded crowd... Behind the experts stood a thin figure in a plaid coat, his head tilted to the left, revealing half of his face.
[Really! I really took a picture of it! I, I, I... I pushed Shi Tong down the stairs and he died on the spot, how come his picture is still there? I saw myself, that person is me, that gray and white plaid coat is a high-end item I bought at Friendship Mall, I wore it home to show off during the Chinese New Year, anyone who is familiar with me can recognize that person is me. How could this happen? What should I do? What should I do! ]
The picture Ji Zhao drew was almost real, except that the drawing paper was a slightly rough oil painting paper, not the glossy photographic paper in the photo studio. In addition, the painting was just finished, and the rosin in the paint could be faintly smelled. In order to cover up the traces of the painting, Zhao Xiangwan specially found an old photo frame, sealed the picture, and then sealed it with plastic. At first glance, it looked no different from a photo. Jia Shendu did not doubt it at all, and his heart began to beat wildly in shock.
Click!
Zhu Feipeng tapped the table heavily with his hand: "You should remember the photos taken by Shi Tong, right? Do you think that if you push Shi Tong off the building, everything will be over? Lu Zhiying has kept every photo of him intact. If you didn't force Shi Qiyan to jump off the building, who would have thought of the grudge between you and Shi Tong? It's all because you are guilty..."
Jia Shendu shuddered and pursed his lips into a typical straight line. In the study of micro-expression behavior, this means that he began to be mentally defensive and carefully analyzed every question from the police.
Observing Jia Shendu's appearance, he is somewhat similar to Pan Guoqing in appearance, with a typical lip shape, a short upper lip, a protruding lower lip, and a slight overbite. This kind of person is very suspicious and defensive.
Zhao Xiangwan observed the changes in his expression and listened to his inner thoughts.
[The photo is right here, and my face is clearly revealed. It's useless to deny it, so I have to accept the fact. But... I have to think about it, there is no Zhai Xinlian in this photo. Although Shi Tong saw me and her fighting, and said something to me with a fierce face, saying that I don't look like a teacher and should keep a distance from female students, but she is not in this photo. It should be that she was blocked. Why did I appear at the train station on the 17th, and how to get myself out of the incident of Zhai Xinlian's disappearance, this is the most important thing. ]
Jia Shendu didn't listen to what Zhu Feipeng said at all. He stared at the photo, thinking of a countermeasure quickly, and slowly calmed down.
"...I thought that if I pushed Shi Tong off the building, everything would be over..."
Zhu Feipeng's words clearly entered his ears, but they seemed to be a beat late. When he finally thought of a countermeasure and calmed down, these words suddenly flashed through his mind.
[Do they know it was me?!]
His eyes suddenly widened and his pupils dilated. He seemed to be frozen, his neck was straightened and he seemed to have forgotten how to breathe.
The members of the serious crime squad exchanged glances: a typical freeze reaction, Shi Tong's death was definitely related to him!
After each case, Zhao Xiangwan would discuss the case with everyone, especially the analysis of micro-expressions and criminal psychology, which benefited everyone. Now Jia Shendu's performance was just like what was written in the textbook, standard, normative, and clear, which made everyone in the interrogation room feel at ease.
——It's rare to have such a standard case, it's a good opportunity for everyone to practice!
After hearing everyone's voice, Zhao Xiangwan turned the pen cap again.
Click!
A sound represents urging.
Kill him while he is ill!
Zhu Feipeng yelled, "Tell the truth!"
Jia Shendu took a long time to reply: "What do you want to confess?" His throat was a little tight, and the words he spoke sounded extremely dry, like a blunt knife scraping on stone, very harsh.
Zhu Feipeng clicked on the photo and said, "In the Zhai Xinlian missing case, you told the police that you took the train back to your hometown on January 15, 1981, and were in your hometown on January 17, 1981. So now, why are you in this photo?"
Jia Shendu spoke faster: "I forgot what happened at that time. Is this person me? I don't know."
His eyes started to roll around, and it was obvious that he was guilty and trying to make excuses.
Amid the clacking sound, Zhao Xiangwan said slowly, "That woolen coat still looks very fashionable even now. It must be worth a lot of money, right? We took this photo to your village and asked people about it. Everyone remembered that it was you, and that the luggage bag was also the one you brought back to the village before the Chinese New Year. So... just admit it honestly. There is no point in trying to make excuses."
The two voices rang out at the same time, disturbing Jia Shendu. He knew that the policewoman in front of him was deliberately making trouble, but he just couldn't control his emotions. Zhao Xiangwan's words hit the nail on the head, and his eyes moved faster.
[Recognized? Can't hide? Who could have known that I would dress up for once and still leave an excuse? What do the villagers know? No one except my family knows about this. Yes, so what if I admit it? ]
Jia Shendu finally got his IQ back and raised his head: "Ah, I remember now. I originally bought a ticket for the 15th to go back home, but when I got to the train station, a woman flirted with me. I couldn't resist and followed her to a small hotel for two days. I bought a ticket to go home on the 17th."
"Why did you lie to the police?"
"I thought it was better to have less trouble than more, especially if a university teacher was soliciting prostitution, it would be bad if it got out, so I lied."
"Which inn? How much did you charge?"
Jia Shendu always shook his head.
"Which one? What time is the train?" Zhao Xiangwan was still calm, but the sound of turning the pen cap became more urgent. The two different rhythms of the sound made Jia Shendu, who was sensitive and used to control others, very crazy.
"It was in the morning anyway. I forgot which trip it was."
"Have you met Zhai Xinlian?"
This time Jia Shendu's answer was very quick: "No."
The field suddenly became quiet.
Jia Shendu was secretly delighted, thinking that he had managed to avoid this hurdle.
What can the police do? So what if they have photos? So what if I admit it? Even if I took the same train with Zhai Xinlian, they still can't say that I have anything to do with her disappearance. There were many people on the same train, so does that mean I must have something to do with her? go home a few days later.
Zhai Xinlian was a little unhappy at the time, but I was her teacher, so she didn't dare to resist and could only get on the car with me reluctantly. If I hadn't met Shi Tong, no one in the world would know that Zhai Xinlian was going back to her hometown with me. 】
Zhao Xiangwan suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.
"Which station did you get off on the No. 17 train?"
"Yiling."
"What time did you arrive?"
"About seven or eight in the evening."
"Where do you live?"
“I don’t remember.”
"According to our understanding, you stayed at your third sister Jia Yanming's house on the night of the 17th."
Jia Shendu opened his mouth wide and didn't respond for a long time: "My third sister, my third sister is gone."
[My sister died of illness, and my brother-in-law took the children away from Changhan County. How did they know that I stayed at her house that night? That night, Zhai Xinlian and I got off Yiling Station at around 7pm, and took a passing bus to Changhan County Railway Station, arriving at around 11pm. My third sister's home was near the railway station, and her husband and children were not at home, so I took Zhai Xinlian to her home, where there was a place to stay.]
Zhao Xiangwan remained silent, just looking at Jia Shendu quietly. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, like a sword unsheathed, chilling.
Such looks made Jia Shendu increasingly insecure.
[That night, I brought her to my sister's house. Zhai Xinlian got angry and asked me: Aren't we working on a project? Why are we here? I lowered my posture to appease her, saying that I liked her and wanted to take her to meet my family. I also promised that if she married me, I would find a way to keep her at Hunan University as a teacher, so that we could work together on projects and make money together.
I thought clearly. Although she had rejected me before and scolded me for being too old and not her ideal type, I still gave her one last chance. If she agreed, then everyone would be happy. I would take her back to my hometown, and we would get married as soon as she graduated. If she disagreed, then don't blame me for being heartless and ungrateful. This is my territory. I can give her life if I want her to, or die if I want her to.
Who knew, who knew Zhai Xinlian actually disagreed! She even dared to hit me! She scratched a bloody mark on my face! From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever hit me. My parents and sister all treat me as a treasure. How could they allow this shameless bitch to hit me? So, I picked up the lamp and smashed her to death. 】
Zhao Xiangwan asked the question just to hear Jia Shendu tell the true story.
Click. Click.
Zhao Xiangwan turned the pen cap again, looked at Jia Shendu, and spoke slowly: "Isn't your third sister afraid of being killed in her home?"
Jia Shendu's face turned pale and beads of sweat rolled down his head.
[The police knew, the police knew everything! Although the third sister died, she might have told the third brother-in-law before she died. Although the third brother-in-law moved away with the children and has not contacted him since then, the police must have found him! Otherwise, the police would not know so much. ]
Zhao Xiangwan continued to put psychological pressure on him: "You took Zhai Xinlian away from the train station on the 17th. That train only stopped in Yiling City. After you got off the train, you took a slow train to Changhan County. What time did you arrive at the county seat? Ten o'clock? Eleven o'clock? Noon?"
The atmosphere in the interrogation room began to become tense.
Zhao Xiangwan’s interrogation officially begins!
Gao Guangqiang, Zhu Feipeng and He Mingyu all fixed their eyes on Jia Shendu, unwilling to miss any change in his facial expression.
"Oh, it seems to be around eleven o'clock. There shouldn't be many people at the train station at that time, right? Your third sister's house is in a bungalow near the station road. How long does it take to walk there? Ten minutes, fifteen minutes? Oh, less than ten minutes. Yes, we walked that road and it is indeed very close to the train station."
Zhao Xiangwan's voice was clear and leisurely, as if he was a storyteller, slowly telling the story of what Jia Shendu had done from a God's perspective.
"Your third sister must be very happy to see you here, right? How did you introduce Zhai Xinlian to her? Student or girlfriend?"
Jia Shendu's eyes flickered and he began to avoid Zhao Xiangwan's gaze.
[I told her she was my girlfriend first. My third sister was so happy. I am the only child in the Jia family. If I don’t get married and have children, my parents and my sister will be worried. When she heard she was my girlfriend, my third sister arranged us to stay in the same room. But Zhai Xinlian looked unhappy and introduced herself as a student, a graduate student! My third sister secretly glanced at me, not knowing how to arrange it. Zhai Xinlian put her luggage on the sofa in the living room and said she would sleep on the sofa. I pulled her into the room and she exploded. She said bad things one after another. She was really shameless! ]
"Oh, you said you were my girlfriend first, but you were rejected by Zhai Xinlian, right? She always thought you were ugly, right? That's right, even Dai Minli, an uneducated rural woman, thought you were ugly. When you moved to the city, you found a young and pretty guy. How could an intellectual woman like Zhai Xinlian, who is so arrogant, be interested in you?"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Jia Shendu became emotionally agitated and raised his hands desperately. The handcuffs hit the armrests of the iron chair, making a loud noise.
"Shut up, shut up! Men value talent over appearance. I have talent, I have talent! You vulgar woman, don't use your standards to measure my value."
Zhao Xiangwan raised his lips slightly: "What talent do you have? Are you Zhu Chengling's graduate student? Haha! Mr. Zhu Chengling has educated countless people, but has he ever taught you anything? This is all your academic background that you got through connections, right? I'm afraid you don't know yet? The teachers and students in the academy have nicknamed you behind your back, Jia Dushi, Jia Banlun, Jia Yegou..."
The wild dogs and the like were made up by Zhao Xiangwan.
The wild dog hunts for food and eats it in an ugly way.
Jia Shendu understood the meaning behind these nicknames. The veins on his neck were exposed and he was furious. Unfortunately, he was tied to the chair and couldn't jump up. He could only roar angrily: "Nonsense, nonsense!"
Zhao Xiangwan looked at him coldly.
Are you good at using verbal violence? Then I'll let you have a taste of verbal violence!
"Jia Yegou, Zhai Xinlian looked down on you, and you were resentful, right? It was late at night, and you were arguing with her in the room. Your sister wanted to stop you but didn't dare. You have always had an extremely high status in the family, and your third sister didn't dare to say anything. Then what happened? What happened next?"
"It's a bungalow near the train station. It's a brick and tile house built in the 1960s. The lighting is dim, isn't it? There's a small bedside table next to the bedside table in the room, and there's a table lamp on the bedside table, isn't it?"
As soon as the word "lamp" came out of his mouth, Jia Shendu's eyebrows began to twitch. At this moment, the other members of the serious crime team realized that something was wrong! He was afraid! Why was he afraid? Could it be that the lamp was an important piece of evidence? Was it the murder weapon? !
Zhao Xiangwan's voice suddenly rose: "How did Zhai Xinlian scold you? A toad wants to eat swan meat? Oh no, Zhai Xinlian is a scholar, it is impossible for her to say such harsh words. She should be relatively tactful, right? For example, you are a teacher and I am a student. I only respect you but not love you; or you are not her ideal type and she has never thought about marrying you..."
Jia Shendu's expression gradually grew gloomy, and a storm began to brew on his face.
Zhao Xiangwan knew that he had touched his psychological barrier, and now was the right time to attack!
"Lamp, yes, pick up the lamp and smash it hard on the back of her head!" The back of the head is the most vulnerable part of the human body, and when a heavy object hits it, Jia Shendu has no intention of leaving Zhai Xinlian a chance to survive.
It seemed as if a cold wind was blowing, and Jia Shendu felt a chill at the back of his head.
[She forced me to do this! If I don't beat her to death, should I wait for her to apply for a change of advisor after she returns to school? Should I wait for her to tell her classmates that I, a teacher, was having an affair with a graduate student? Should I wait for her to tell everyone, so that the ugly man would do more evil things and dare to use his power as a teacher to bring her to this strange small county? If she goes to the police station to sue me for trafficking women, won't my future, my fate, and my life be ruined by her!
Kill her, so what? Blood was everywhere. My third sister, who was standing at the door and wanted to stop the fight but didn't dare, was so scared that her eyes rolled back and she fainted. It was useless. I went up and strangled her to death with a hemp rope, then put her in a sack and kicked it to the corner of the living room. The blood stained my leather shoes. I woke up my third sister and asked her to clean up. My third sister's face was as pale as a piece of gold paper. She died early, probably because she was scared to death, right? She didn't kill anyone, so why should she be afraid if I'm not afraid? 】
Jia Shendu stared blankly at a corner of the wall, unconsciously repeating Zhao Xiangwan's words: "Did I smash it? Did I smash it?"
Every word Zhao Xiangwan said was restoring the process of the case step by step, and everyone in the serious crime team was dazzled.
Obviously everyone was investigating and collecting evidence in the same way, and not missing even the slightest change in Jia Shendu's facial expression, but Zhao Xiangwan was able to start from the subtle details, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
Zhao Xiangwan's tone was very firm: "Yes! You hit her. You hit her on the back of the head, and Zhai Xinlian fell to the ground instantly. Blood flowed all over the ground, soaking your newly bought leather shoes. You thought it was dirty, so you stepped on her a few times. Seeing that she was not dead, you strangled her to death with a hemp rope, just like you strangled Dai Minli, right?"
It's a complete replay of the incident!
Jia Shendu's psychological defenses kept shrinking, and he continued to repeat Zhao Xiangwan's words: "Strangle Dai Minli to death?"
Zhao Xiangwan spoke faster: "What did you use to hold Zhai Xinlian's body? A woven bag, a sack, or..."
After a half-second pause, Zhao Xiangwan sneered, "Oh, it was packed in a sack. Although Zhai Xinlian was small, she died in front of you. Your third sister must be scared enough, right? Aren't you afraid? Oh, yes, you have already killed one and indirectly killed another. You are not afraid anymore, right?"
Jia Shendu still had a clear mind and knew that he could not admit to the murder. However, cold sweat was running down his back. When the fan blew, he felt cold all over and began to shiver. His thoughts were unconsciously led by Zhao Xiangwan.
【The sack contained a person. It was soft at first, but then it became stiff and inconvenient to move. Fortunately, my third sister had a tricycle. The next morning, we loaded the sack onto the motorcycle and took it back to the old house. My third sister looked very unhappy and kept chanting Amitabha along the way. It was really ridiculous. If there were really Bodhisattvas in this world, they would have taken me in long ago. I think this is a world where the strong prey on the weak. As long as you are evil enough, no one dares to bully you.
Did we meet anyone on the way? I don't think so. Oh, no, although we left early, we heard the sound of tricycles after we entered the village. The neighbor Hai Dongjia came to see the excitement and asked what we had brought back when he saw the sacks. My third sister almost cried, but I said that I asked my third sister to make bacon and brought it back on the way, and then I got away with it. 】
When Zhao Xiangwan heard what he was thinking, the entire case process appeared in his mind with extreme clarity.
"Did no one see you bringing the sack of dead bodies back to your old house? Was there anyone? When we were investigating Jiajia Village, the family next door to you said that before the Spring Festival in 1981, you and your third sister came back on a motorcycle tricycle with a big sack on the motorcycle, right?"
The police know everything!
Jia Shendu no longer had the heart to take chances. As his body trembled, his teeth began to clash, making a clattering sound. This sound resonated in his mouth, giving Jia Shendu a splitting headache.
Is this the power of language? The policewoman only said a few words, but Jia Shendu felt like dying.
[If I die now, I won't have to endure her persecution anymore, right? If I commit suicide now, the police won't question me about my crimes anymore, right? I'm a university professor, a role model for others, and everyone admires and respects me. I only need to say a few words, and students will be scared and unable to sleep for days. How can such an important person like me sit here and be interrogated by this eloquent little girl? ! ]
Jia Shendu started shouting again, shaking his hands desperately: "Let me go! I am a university teacher, I am an outstanding party member, I am an expert and talent who is responsible for millions of scientific research projects. What nonsense are you talking about? What about lamps, sacks, tricycles... I know nothing!"
Zhao Xiangwan stood up slowly, keeping a distance of one meter from Jia Shendu, and looked down at Jia Shendu, who had a ferocious look on his face: "If you don't know anything, then let me ask you, why did you renovate the toilet in your house during the Spring Festival of 1981?"
This sentence suddenly revealed Jia Shendu's deepest thoughts. His eyes turned red, and he stared at Zhao Xiangwan fiercely, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "I, I checked the Feng Shui for the family, and only renovation can make my grandfather better."
Zhao Xiangwan suddenly laughed.
She bent her knees slightly, clenched her fists at her sides, stood with her feet one in front of the other, and stared closely into Jia Shendu's eyes, with the posture of a tiger attacking, which put great pressure on Jia Shendu.
Although her smile is beautiful, it lacks any warmth.
There seemed to be a knife hidden in her eyes, piercing Jia Shendu's already rotten heart.
"Feng Shui? Do you believe in Feng Shui? Doing good deeds is the best Feng Shui, don't you know?"
"It's easy to kill a person, but it's hard to deal with the body, right?"
"Hiding the corpse in the old house is truly ruining your family's feng shui! Your third sister passed away, your grandparents passed away, your mother passed away... but only eleven years have passed, and your old house is left with only an aging father!"
"This is retribution!"
The last line of defense in Jia Shendu's heart finally collapsed. He trembled all over and tears flowed from his red eyes.
He was the only male in the family, and was loved by everyone. His grandparents, parents, and four sisters all treated him as their darling. Although the countryside was poor, he never lacked food and clothing. When he was a child, the villagers could not even get enough food, but he wanted to eat meat every day. If he saw no meat in the bowl, he would howl and cry. Once, his father really had no money on him, so he had to discuss with him: Be cautious, can you buy meat tomorrow?
Jia Shendu remembers it very clearly. He was only six years old at that time. He picked up a brick and smashed the pot, crying as he smashed it: "I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat! If you don't give me meat, no one else can eat."
Later, his father went around borrowing money without his knowledge, and finally he borrowed enough money to buy meat in town. Only then did he stop crying.
Growing up in such an environment, Jia Shendu thinks he is the biggest in the world.
Growing up in a pampered manner, he has deep feelings for his hometown because this was where he had the happiest and most joyful childhood.
This is his most secure rear, a paradise where he does not have to be on guard everywhere.
Dai Minli was murdered and framed on Jiang Yuchun, whose body was found in a small wood; Shi Tong was pushed downstairs and pretended to be a suicide, and the body was taken away by an ambulance. There was no need to worry about disposing of the body.
But after killing Zhai Xinlian, he realized that killing people is easy but dealing with corpses is difficult.
Dismember the body? Where to dismember it? There must be pieces of meat and bones, right? Especially the head, which even a woodcutter cannot split open. What to do with it? If you just throw it away, the flesh can be eaten by wild dogs, but what about the bones? What if someone finds it?
Buried in the wilderness? The body must be moved, right? The soil must be dug, right? Villagers love to be pedantic and curious. How can you dig a hole and bury the body under the eyes of so many people? How childish!
Even if they dug a hole and buried the body in the middle of the night when no one was paying attention, the body would eventually rot, and once it rotted, it would surely attract wild dogs to dig for food, so wouldn't the body be discovered by anyone?
After much thought, the only option was to bury her in the old house. There were people living in the old house, and if Zhai Xinlian's body was buried under the big vat in the toilet, who would find it?
Even if there is a stench of a corpse, the toilet can cover up all the strange smells.
So Jia Shendu discussed with his family and started digging a pit to bury the body under the pretext of renovating the toilet and pigpen.
Jia Shendu's third sister saw Jia Shendu kill someone with her own eyes and was so frightened that she could no longer speak.
Jia Shendu's grandfather, grandmother, and parents were also terrified when they saw the body, but... no one thought that Jia Shendu did anything wrong. They all thought: My grandson (son, brother) is a great professor, he must have killed someone because he was very angry, this girl didn't know how to behave, she deserved it!
So, the whole family worked together to bury Zhai Xinlian's body under the toilet cesspool.
Maybe it was retribution, maybe it was psychological fear, or maybe it was the rotting of corpses producing toxic gases, anyway, those who lived in the old house all fell ill and died one after another. Now only Jia's father is still alive, but he is so thin that he is out of shape and is completely in a state of waiting to die.
Jia Shendu repeatedly conducted psychological construction: This is not retribution, this is birth, aging, sickness and death, no one can escape it. He paid for the road construction, hoping to win a good reputation and accumulate some blessings for his family, but everything was in vain.
Today, Zhao Xiangwan's word "retribution" struck him hard in the heart. The little bit of conscience he had suddenly erupted. He lowered his head, buried his face in his palms, and began to cry.
"I don't want to, I don't want to... I was barely able to walk when I was three years old. My grandma, dad and mom took turns carrying me on their backs. They treated me like their own baby, fearing that I would have a headache or a fever and end the Jia family's lineage. If I made a sound, a bunch of people would come over and ask me what was wrong. My grandpa said that I was the god of literature and I was his destiny."
"In their eyes, I am the smartest, best-looking and most promising child in the world. No matter what I do, they always praise me and give me compliments. Whenever I get wronged outside, I feel especially comfortable and relaxed as soon as I get home."
"I didn't expect that disposing of the body would be so troublesome, and I didn't expect that it would kill my grandfather, my grandmother, and my mother. I really regret it. I shouldn't have brought Zhai Xinlian home. I could have killed her anywhere and dumped her outside to give the police a headache. Why did I bring her home? The body was clearly buried under the cesspool, so why did it affect the health of the family members?"
Good guys!
Zhu Feipeng and Gao Guangqiang stood up at the same time. The body, Zhai Xinlian's body was found!
Gao Guangqiang had no intention of questioning him further, so he said, "I will report it and ask the Changhan County Public Security Bureau to assist in handling this case."
As long as the body is found in his house, it will be futile for Jia Shendu to try to make excuses!
“Squeak—”
The door of the interrogation room opened and Gao Guangqiang left in a hurry.
"Bang!"
The door closed again.
The interrogation room suddenly became quiet. Jia Shendu realized something was wrong, loosened his grip, and slowly raised his head.
His face was covered with tears and snot, and his knife-like eyebrows were rubbed into a messy shape by his hands. Deep and shallow acne marks were scattered all over his face, making it an extremely ugly face.
With such a face, wearing the cloak of a professor, he achieved his own personal goals, constantly manipulated students, made them do projects for him, found information for him, and wrote papers for him. In the end, he did not give any guidance or affirmation, but instead gave high-sounding words: You are students, focus on studying, don't think about money, fame or fortune. If jade is not polished, it will not become a useful thing. You should endure hardships and make sacrifices now, and listen to the instructor's arrangements, otherwise...
What else? The tutor always has a way to deal with the students. Not giving credits, not allowing them to defend themselves, not allowing them to attend book exchange meetings, and making things difficult for them, criticizing them, and belittling them in front of everyone in the project group.
His hands were stained with blood; he had killed someone!
He Mingyu sorted out the notes and pushed them to Jia Shendu: "Sign it."
After coming to his senses, Jia Shendu knew that the situation was hopeless, but he still wanted to save face, so he stiffened his neck and said, "I am a well-educated and capable university teacher. You can't treat me like this. I said nothing, and I refused to sign."
Finally, he found out the location of the body. Zhu Feipeng felt very relaxed at this moment: "It doesn't matter whether you sign or not. Anyway... you can't leave."
According to the "Procedures for Public Security Organs to Handle Criminal Cases", the interrogation records must be handed over to Jia Shendu for verification. After verification, the record must be signed and fingerprinted page by page, and "I have read the above record (or it has been read to me), and it is consistent with what I said" should be written on the last page. If the person refuses to sign or fingerprint, the investigator can just note it on the record, which will not affect the overall situation.
Jia Shendu rolled his eyes, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart: "I have been suffering from insomnia recently, and my brain is not working well. I don't remember what you said. It should be depression, right? I have a mental illness, I want to ask for medical evaluation."
Zhu Feipeng said coldly: "Depression? You still know this disease? You tried to force Shi Qiyan and Wang Yong to death. You know what depression is. You know how to magnify students' anxiety and induce their fear to achieve the purpose of controlling them. Those who don't listen to you should die, right?"
Click, click!
Zhao Xiangwan began to adjust the pen cap again.
Jia Shendu didn't dare look at Zhao Xiangwan. This girl's eyes were too sharp, and they hurt his eyes, chest, and body. But this voice really annoyed him, and he shouted: "Don't call! It's so annoying——"
Zhao Xiangwan said calmly: "Tell me how you pushed Shi Tong down, and I will let you go back."
Jia Shendu's worries started to rise again: It was not enough to try the case of Zhai Xinlian, why did they have to try the case of Shi Tong as well?
Zhao Xiangwan said: "How about, let me guess?"
[Guess what? I have a bad relationship with Shi Tong. The nickname Jia Banlun was thought up by Shi Tong. It's ok that he refused to cooperate with me on the horizontal project, but he also teamed up with several of Zhu Chengling's disciples to boycott me. Especially one of them works in the Science and Technology Commission. Isn't this cutting off my financial resources? Damn him!]
Zhao Xiangwan spoke slowly: "You and Shi Tong were already at odds with each other. He scolded you, Jia Banlun, to mock your selling Shi Qiu Rong. When he saw you and Zhai Xinlian arguing with each other at the train station, he scolded you. You were very unconvinced, right? Later..."
Click, click!
The rhythmic sound of the pen cap clicking once again triggered Jia Shendu's nerves. Having just been forced to reveal the whereabouts of Zhai Xinlian's body, he was in a desperate state and simply shouted, "Don't click it, don't click it! I'll tell you."
Anyway, one is killing, two is also killing. Jia Shendu was very nervous at the moment. He just wanted the annoying clicking sound in his ears to stop, and then he told the past events one by one.
On January 18, 1981, after disposing of Zhai Xinlian's body, Jia Shendu suddenly thought of Shi Tong. If the police asked him and found out that Shi Tong had seen him and Zhai Xinlian together on the 17th, then his murder would be exposed immediately. He had to shut Shi Tong up before he could react.
The only way to truly shut someone up is to kill him.
The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Jia Shendu immediately bought a ticket to Xing City, arriving on the 22nd. After resting for a night, he made an appointment to meet Shi Tong.
When they met at the No. 17 train station, Shi Tong reprimanded him, and Jia Shendu bluntly replied: "Teacher Zhu passed away in 1973, where were you then?" It was I who served him tea and water, and then I sent him off with peace of mind.
Shi Tong's face turned pale. This incident was an eternal pain in his heart.
Shi Qiyan's biological mother, Qin Chihe, was the most beloved disciple of Teacher Zhu Chengling. However, because of Qin Chihe's background, he had to marry Lu Zhiying again. He felt guilty towards Qin Chihe and was ashamed to see Zhu Chengling, so he lost contact with her and did not arrive in time when the teacher passed away.
Hearing this, Zhao Xiangwan suddenly realized: No wonder Shi Tong had insomnia every night during that period, muttering to himself that he was sorry for the country, sorry for the party, and even sorry for Qin Chihe. The heaven, the earth, the emperor, the parents, and the teacher are all important to the intellectuals. Perhaps in Shi Tong's eyes, being sorry for the teacher means being sorry for everything. stay by his teacher's side when he passed away, but let a villain he despised take advantage of the opportunity.
When Shi Tong received Jia Shendu's call, he refused to meet him, so he used Zhu Chengling's relics as bait. Jia Shendu said he had Zhu's relics, a fan painted by Qin Chihe as a gift to his teacher, which successfully moved Shi Tong, so he made an appointment to meet at noon on the rooftop of the design institute.
January 23, 1981 was a very cold day. Every pedestrian was wearing a scarf and walking in a hurry.
Jia Shendu contacted Shi Tong using a public phone in the morning, and arrived at the design institute ahead of schedule with a shoulder bag slung over his shoulder. There was no one on the top floor.
Shi Tong was worried and asked for the fan as soon as he saw Jia Shendu. Jia Shendu pretended to take something out of his bag to attract Shi Tong.
Shi Tong was a tall and thin man, and the 0.9-meter-high porch was not high for him. Jia Shendu was a short man, and he raised his bag, as if to throw it out. Shi Tong's whole mind was on the bag in Jia Shendu's hand, and he was afraid that Qin Chihe's fan would be damaged, so he quickly reached out to catch it, with half of his body leaning out of the porch.
Jia Shendu stretched his body, extended his left hand, stretched out his right hand towards Shi Tong's arm, and pushed it out with all his might!
Half of Shi Tong's body was outside the wall. He was pulled and pushed by the force and immediately lost his balance and fell down the building.
Jia Shendu came prepared. After cleaning the scratches on his daughter's wall and his own footprints, he quietly went downstairs.
The building of the design institute is open, and many people from the construction units and construction units come in and out every day. Jia Shendu comes and goes freely. After Shi Tong fell from the building, everyone panicked, and no one noticed that this short, skinny, ugly man had just killed someone.
No one suspected it was murder. In addition, Lu Zhiying said at the time that Shi Tong was under great psychological pressure and had not slept all night. The comrades from the police station went upstairs for a simple investigation and found nothing unusual, so they determined it to be suicide.
After Jia Shendu finished his confession, the clicking sound finally stopped.
Jia Shendu's tense nerves finally relaxed. He took a long breath and looked at Zhao Xiangwan: "I've said it. I've said it all. Can I leave now?"
Zhao Xiangwan twisted the pen in his hand without saying anything.
Jia Shendu stared at the pen in her hand, afraid that she would turn the cap again. His psychological defenses had already collapsed, and he said everything he should and shouldn't say. Now there was only one thought in his mind: give me a quiet environment.
[Please, let me be quiet for a while, your noise is so terrible, it makes my head hurt so much that it's about to explode.]
Zhao Xiangwan sneered.
Sure enough, for someone like Jia Shendu who has a strong desire for control, all it takes to disrupt his rhythm and disturb his mind is a pen.
You want peace and quiet? I won't let you!
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