afternoon!
More than half an hour after leaving the Nanfengting residential area, the police car returned to the Huairou District Investigation Bureau.
The police officers in the station had been notified long ago, and the interrogation had already been arranged.
As soon as Shen Ting and the others returned, the interrogation of Feng Jianxiong began immediately.
Outside the interrogation room, Shen Ting and the others looked at Feng Jianxiong inside through a one-way glass window.
He looks younger than his actual age.
He looks to be in his early forties.
He possesses a unique aura of someone who has achieved success, as well as a sense of superiority that can only be cultivated through a long period of pampered life.
He even has a distinct scholarly air about him.
These are all likely related to his status as a university professor.
They were significantly different from the suspects Shen Ting had met before.
Of course, there are also similarities.
His expression showed a hint of fear and unease.
But he seemed to be trying his best to suppress his unease and not let this emotion show, thus revealing his weakness.
Inside the interrogation room, two interrogators sat down.
One person has a computer in front of them and is responsible for taking notes.
One person is responsible for asking questions:
"Name!"
"Feng Jianxiong!"
"Place of origin!"
"A native of Dage Village, Huanrao City, Shaanxi Province."
"age!"
Forty-eight years old.
"I don't need to explain why we arrested you, do I?"
We've already seen what's in the attic.
As a university professor, you should know what this means.
I don't want to go through all that trouble like interrogating those thugs.
You should confess!
Why kill?
When did the killings begin?
And the specific details of the crime!
When Feng Jianxiong heard the interrogator mention the word "attic," his eyes visibly trembled.
He closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and finally sighed:
"I killed him..."
According to Feng Jianxiong's confession, his family was very poor when he was a child.
Forget about not being able to afford meat, we can't even afford steamed buns, and we can't even get enough to eat in cornbread.
Many times, they could only fill their stomachs with thin porridge.
Prolonged malnutrition caused problems with his eyes.
Feng Jianxiong had hardly ever seen his father since he was a child.
Before he was about four or five years old, his father would only come home once a year for the Chinese New Year.
His father never appeared again after he was four or five years old.
Therefore, his father's role was absent during his upbringing.
This led him to project his longing for fatherly love onto men later on.
Feng Jianxiong's mother, raising three children alone, had a very difficult time and was also in a bad mood.
Disobedient children are either beaten or scolded.
After Feng Jianxiong developed eye problems, she naturally had no money to take her child for medical treatment.
After consulting with the old village doctor, he suggested that eating more animal liver might help.
In addition, there was a saying in the village that eating liver could improve eyesight.
Feng Jianxiong's mother learned from others how to set traps in the wild to catch wild rabbits, rats, weasels, and other animals, and then extracted their livers to feed Feng Jianxiong.
As Feng Jianxiong's mother became more and more skilled at setting traps and captured more and more animals, his family's living conditions improved considerably.
I don't know if it's because I've been eating too much meat, or if eating liver really does have an effect.
After some time, Feng Jianxiong's eyes really did get better.
My eyes are brighter and I can see things more clearly than before I got sick.
During this process, Feng Jianxiong often watched his mother handle animal carcasses.
He wanted to do it himself, but his mother wouldn't allow it.
This unfulfilled desire laid the foundation for his later study of veterinary medicine.
After entering junior high school and studying biology, Feng Jianxiong found himself particularly adept at it.
Until high school, I consistently ranked at the top of my class in biology.
He was also particularly interested in the animals in textbooks and on television programs.
When it came time to fill out college applications after the college entrance examination, Feng Jianxiong thought it over carefully and decided to apply for veterinary medicine.
This major will allow him to come into contact with animals that interest him.
He can also perform animal dissections, something he was interested in as a child but never had the chance to do himself.
It's practically a profession tailor-made for him.
When they got to university, many students were initially very resistant to dissecting animals in anatomy classes.
Some even vomited.
But Feng Jianxiong adapted very quickly.
They were even exceptionally adept at it.
The teacher also discovered Feng Jianxiong's talent and paid special attention to him.
Sometimes, they even let him hold a knife and dissect animals, with the teacher only responsible for explaining.
During this period, Feng Jianxiong began collecting animal specimens.
He seems to have an instinctive fascination with animals.
Feng Jianxiong's academic career went very smoothly.
He went through undergraduate, graduate, and doctoral studies, and eventually stayed on to teach at the university.
His financial situation has improved significantly.
However, during this process, Feng Jianxiong also noticed a small problem.
He seemed to be particularly obsessed with the liver.
It's even to the point of being pathological!
When dissecting animals, he would imagine what the liver would taste like whenever he saw it.
Is it sweet or bitter?
Is the texture relatively hard or relatively soft?
At first, he was able to hold back and just think about it.
Alternatively, you can go to the market and buy some pork or chicken liver to "fill your stomach".
But the monotonous taste of these livers gradually failed to satisfy Feng Jianxiong's requirements.
He longs to be able to taste more different kinds of animal livers cooked at different temperatures, just like he did when he was a child.
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