Jiayi walked into the interrogation room, stood for a while, and then asked Fang Zhenyue:
"Brother Yue, can I talk to Liu Xujie alone?"
Fang Zhenyue immediately stood up and left the interrogation room with Fu, Xu Shaowei and others.
Tannen and Jiushu stood outside the small window of the interrogation room, and after Fang Sir and others left, they immediately looked at Liu Xujie carefully.
"His waist, which had been straight all the time, bent and sank into the back of the chair. His shoulders, which had been raised all the time, also relaxed... It was obvious that after Liu Xujie learned that he would be alone with Officer Yi Jiayi, his whole body language showed relaxation." Tannen tilted his head to look at her carefully, and then concluded:
"The murderer is not afraid of Yi Jiayi and feels that this female detective is not a threat."
Uncle Jiu's eyes swept over Tannen and the murderer Liu Xujie's face in turn, and finally fell on Yi Jiayi, who had a gloomy expression, slightly raised chin, and walked towards the interrogation table with confidence.
Uncle Jiu took the small wooden stick used to quit smoking from his ear, poked his teeth with it, and gnashed his teeth while mumbling:
"Liu Xujie will regret it. Just wait and see. He will tense up all the muscles in his body and tremble with fear."
"Why?" Tannen turned his head in confusion. He had never seen Jiayi interrogate a prisoner, and he didn't know how weird Jiayi's expression was when she explained the case in public. He just looked at Uncle Jiu with a puzzled look.
Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows mysteriously, shrugged his shoulders maliciously, and did not answer.
Tannen smacked his lips and looked at the small window of the interrogation room. He saw Jiayi pulling down the curtain on the inside of the one-way window, blocking the view of everyone outside the interrogation room.
Tannen was so curious that he just stared at her for a few seconds before running into the small dark room next door that could monitor the interrogation room.
There was a small TV inside that could be connected to the camera in the interrogation room. He could watch the interrogation process and hear the sounds in the interrogation room clearly. There was also a whiteboard and a conference table for the detectives to discuss the interrogation content.
As soon as he entered the small dark room, Tannen found that Sir Fang and the others were all there, even Madam Qiu Susan and Sergeant You Zhaohua of Group A were there.
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What? Do you like to watch Yi Jiayi's interrogation scene so much?
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Jiayi closed the door of the interrogation room, pulled up the partition of the interrogation room, walked to the live camera, turned off the radio function with a "click", and then turned her head to face the murderer Liu Xujie who was looking at her calmly .
"What's the point of continuing to resist?" Jiayi stood beside the chair, one hand on the back of the chair, the other hand casually inserted in the pocket, tilted her head and looked at him with a smile.
"I don't understand what I have to admit, madam." Liu Xujie put his hands on the table, and the silver bracelet collided with the table, making a crackling sound.
Jiayi looked up along the handcuffs and saw purple bruises on his wrists. Obviously, during their fight, not only she was bumped and bruised, but he was also not much better.
She smiled softly and said,
"You think you are very powerful. If you plan carefully, you can kill the rich and powerful gang leaders with high status? But you were caught by a woman who is much thinner than you. Don't you feel ashamed?"
"You are a professional at this. I was caught by professionals. What's shameful? An agent who is supposed to protect citizens arrested and beat innocent citizens on the street. What about you, madam? Do you feel ashamed?" Liu Xujie spoke in a normal tone, with a calm look in his eyes. He didn't show much anger when he asked back.
He looks like a very calm and composed uncle.
Jiayi smiled faintly, "Let's not talk about these meaningless nonsense. The police already know everything about the day you killed Zhao Dongsheng. Let me tell you one more thing. When I sent Gu Xiaolan away just now, I also saw Liang Fengshi's body at the door of the police station. You know who Liang Fengshi is, right? The street thug you killed two years ago.
"Two homicides plus stalking and illegal entry into other people's residences, do you think you can still escape the law?
"If you confess honestly, the judge may just sentence you to death. You are now refusing to admit it, do you want to be shot?"
"..." Liu Xujie lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then smiled faintly, and still did not answer.
The police always say "leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist", but among them, there is another saying: "leniency to those who confess, life in prison".
Now he doesn't know how much evidence the police really have, and how much is a lie.
Not admitting and not speaking is the wisest decision.
So, no matter what the police say, he will not admit more.
Jiayi knows what he is thinking as soon as she sees his expression.
Pursing her lips and smiling, she pulled over a chair, sat down elegantly, put her hands on the table, sat sideways comfortably, and then spoke in a calm tone:
"On the evening of the 22nd, you gave Zhao Dongsheng a fatal knife at his home, and then calmly took Zhao Dongsheng to the car. Zhao Dongsheng was already dying from a heart injury, and he looked unconscious and unable to call for help. So originally you wanted to put him in the back seat of the car, pretending to take the victim to the hospital, and take him for a ride in the city until it was dark, and then take him to Jinshan to bury him according to the plan.
"But I didn't expect that Zhao Dongsheng had such a strong vitality. After being stabbed in the chest, he still had the strength to jump out of the car and escape. "
Liu Xujie still sat relaxed. He looked at Jiayi and tried to guess what clues the police had inferred these.
What about the chase scene, footprints, blood, etc. that had not been cleaned up at the turning point of Shi Xun Road? He could argue that the footprints he left in the villa were left when he went in to wait for guests. There was only Zhao Dongsheng's blood at the turning point of Shi Xun Road. He did not leave any fingerprints. Even if there were shoe prints, how
strong would the sole direction of this evidence be?
There is the dagger he took out when he escaped today. He can say that Zhao Dongsheng dropped it when he was riding in the car and he picked it up himself. He has cleaned the trunk carefully. Can the police still collect Zhao Dongsheng's blood? Even if they collect it, is the amount of blood enough for a DNA test?
After thinking about it, Liu Xujie feels that he still has a chance.
Jiayi doesn't seem to be frustrated by his indifference.
Her posture is more relaxed and more determined than his. After taking a sip of water, she continued slowly:
"At the big turn of Shi Xun Road, when you brought Zhao Dongsheng back to the car, you changed your mind. You tied him up, gagged him and threw him into the trunk. You beat him until you were sure he wouldn't make trouble, and then you locked the trunk door.
"At this time, you were a little concerned about whether Zhao Dongsheng had left blood on the back seat of the car, so you turned on the small roof light in the back seat of the car, checked the seat to make sure there was no blood, and wiped the blood dripping on the footrest and the bloody handprint on the door handle with paper, and then sat back in the driver's seat.
"Afterwards, you drove down the mountain at a steady speed, opened the car window to blow away the bloody smell, and leisurely placed your right hand on the car window frame.
"When you were waiting for the red light halfway up the mountain, a mother and her son walked by. The mother was tall and wore a light pink dress. You liked her very much and kept staring at her until the red light turned green. You stopped for a long time before starting the car. "
Liu Xujie narrowed his eyes gradually, and his originally relaxed limbs became tense.
He sat up straight and stared at Yi Jiayi in disbelief. He
opened his mouth, and there were so many doubts in Liu Xujie's heart that he didn't know which one to ask first.
How could it be?
How did she know?
At that time, apart from the mother and son, he was the only one nearby. How could this agent know?
It was as if... as if she was also at the scene at that time... How could this be?
Jiayi saw his indifferent expression collapse, and couldn't help but reveal a happy smile.
Only by shattering his self-confidence can he be at a loss and let the agent control him.
Liu Xujie's reaction at this moment was exactly what she wanted.
His current reaction was far from enough, Jiayi continued to increase the stakes:
"After that, you were lucky and had green lights all the way. After entering Central, you soon picked up your first customer, a fat man who was going to a date in Hung Hom. He kept urging you impatiently on the way.
"But you got rid of your important 'rival in love' and were in a good mood. You didn't feel unhappy about it. Instead, you kept responding to the passenger patiently. When the other party got off the car, you even kindly reminded him not to drop anything in the car...
"...The sixth customer you picked up was a middle school girl who took a taxi back to her home in Hung Hom after attending a teacher appreciation banquet in Yau Ma Tei. This passenger was very well-behaved and polite. You liked her very much. You talked to her on the way and even talked about the current economic situation in Hong Kong.
"When she got off the car, she turned around to apologize to you, but you didn't drive away immediately. You watched her walk into the community iron gate until her back completely disappeared before you drove away..."
Jiayi described the customers he had picked up that night one by one. Occasionally, when he forgot the details, he would take out his notebook to look at the notes he had made, and then continue to describe them vividly.
Liu Xujie's breathing gradually became tight, and his chest unconsciously pressed against the edge of the interrogation table. His hands on the table were tightly clasped and rubbed nervously.
His face, which had always been calm, was also occupied by many complex expressions, sometimes fear, sometimes doubt, sometimes disbelief, sometimes bewilderment...
Yi Jiayi directly attacked Liu Xujie's logic and rationality, crushing it with ease, and tormenting his mind to the point of a tsunami.
At this moment, Jiayi's soft and gentle tone sounded like a loud bell in his ears.
"...After that, you opened the trunk of the car and stared at Zhao Dongsheng for a long time before carrying him out.
"When you carried him up the mountain, Zhao Dongsheng was still alive, and you were not in a hurry to let him die.
"You want him to know that the grave you are digging is for him.
" "You enjoy mentally torturing this powerful rival..."
Liu Xujie's chest heaved violently. When Jiayi's eyes inadvertently looked behind him, he turned around suddenly like a frightened bird.
Jumping up from the chair, Liu Xujie stared at the direction where Jiayi had just scanned, his eyes quickly patrolling in horror, as if a ghost was standing in that empty place.
Jiayi ignored him. Her expression turned cold and her speech speed gradually increased:
"The reason why you killed little Afei Liang Fengshi is because he has been harassing Gu Xiaolan, right?
"You already knew where Liang Fengshi hangs out every day, what time he goes out and what time he comes home. Liang Fengshi drank a lot of wine that night, and after parting with his friends, he wandered home alone drunk.
"After you followed Liang Fengshi's house, when he was about to go around the building, you quickly changed gears, pulled the handbrake, put on black gloves, and even carefully put on a black hat and mask after getting out of the car.
"The street light over there was broken. Did you choose this corner with a broken street light, or did you smash the street light with a stone in order to kill Liang Fengshi here, creating this corner that was most suitable for implementing the murder plan?"
Liu Xujie did not answer Yi Jiayi. He opened his mouth wide, breathed hard, and stared at Yi Jiayi.
That happened two years ago. How could the police still have evidence from that time?
Only this year did some special roads start to have CCTVs that can record and track driving and car accidents. There were no CCTVs two years ago, not to mention the slums where Liang Fengshi lived.
No! Impossible!
The police can't find any evidence that can lead to such a conclusion. Then... why did this female police officer know?
There was no one around at that time that day. He was very careful, and it has been so long...
Obviously only Liang Fengshi knew about this. That bastard was dead. He buried him with his own hands!
Impossible!
Liu Xujie stepped back unconsciously until his back was against the wall.
He stood slightly hunched against the wall in the interrogation room, at the farthest place from Jiayi.
He held his hands in front of him, a defensive posture, which meant that he had completely lost his sense of security and was in extreme fear.
Jiayi glared at him. If he had known this would happen, why did he do it in the first place?
When he was killing people, had he ever thought that one day he would be so scared that he lost his soul because of what he had done?
With eyebrows slightly raised, Jiayi stood up suddenly and asked quickly:
"...You rushed over from behind and strangled Liang Fengshi's neck with the rope prepared in advance.
"Drunk people react very slowly and have weak limb control. Even though Liang Fengshi was younger and taller than you at that time, he was no match for you.
"You dragged him backwards, tightened his neck, and almost strangled him to death with his own weight.
"In the dark, you leaned against the side of the building, hiding in the darkness with Liang Fengshi.
"You watched Liang Fengshi's feet kicking continuously, and the mud on the ground flew up, forcing you to squint your eyes and turn your head slightly to avoid the sand and dirt. "
He grabbed the rope around his neck hard, and his nails turned up, and his neck was bleeding from being pinched by himself...
" "Am I right?"
Liu Xujie stared at Yi Jiayi in horror, his eyes were panicked and at a loss.
When Jiayi finished speaking, his face was pale, and he had completely lost his previous calmness and rationality, and became a frightened bird.
Jiayi stared at him for a long time before she walked around the chair.
Liu Xujie was so scared that he leaned back immediately, not caring about the pain on his back. He stared at Yi Jiayi, not daring to blink or move.
Jiayi did not approach him, but turned to the live camera and turned on the mute button.
Turning her head again, she looked at Liu Xujie and asked,
"I just can't figure it out. Zhao Dongsheng didn't call a taxi. On what grounds did you get into Zhao Dongsheng's house so smoothly?"
Jiayi looked straight into Liu Xujie's eyes, standing where she was, not in a hurry to urge him, but just waiting patiently.
After a long while, Liu Xujie, whose rationality was shattered, trembled his lips and said:
"Zhao Dongsheng and his wife have a very free marriage. They live their own lives and don't communicate much. When I have nothing to do, I go around Zhao Dongsheng's house, sometimes driving a taxi and sometimes not. I go to the vegetable market where the Zhao family's maid often goes, follow the maid to the market, and listen to the maid chatting about the Zhao family with the vegetable vendors or the butcher's stall owner. Also, I follow Zhao Dongsheng and Mrs. Zhao... I can be sure that Zhao Dongsheng and Mrs. Zhao don't report to each other when they do things.
"That day, I... I rang the doorbell and said that I was the driver hired by Mrs. Zhao to pick up a box of pigment that Mrs. Zhao had left behind.
"On the 22nd...Mrs. Zhao was sketching in Stanley and didn't go home at night. Zhao Dongsheng was going to spend the night at his lover's house. He definitely didn't want to be questioned by his wife, and he definitely didn't want to talk too much nonsense with his wife. He would...would be worried that it would affect his romantic relationship. Of course, he wouldn't call his wife to confirm.
"So he let me come in and wait for a while, and he went to Mrs. Zhao's room to find the pigment I mentioned, and then...then...you know everything...you, how did you know it
? "How did you know?
" "Who...who told you?
" "Who was it?"
Liu Xujie looked around nervously, as if there was someone else in the room.
Jiayi smiled faintly, "What are you talking about? Of course, what I said is the conclusion drawn from logical reasoning based on the evidence provided by the Forensic Department and the Forensic Medical Department."
"No... Impossible!" Liu Xujie frowned, stared at her and shook his head.
"You think you are smart, but you greatly underestimate the power of science and the reasoning ability of CID agents."
Jiayi sneered and raised her chin slightly:
"Ha, how else could you know it?"
She turned her back to the camera, her eyes lingered on his left and right, and then suddenly raised her head and smiled at the top of his head:
"Tell me, how else could it be?"
"You--" Liu Xujie turned around abruptly and looked up at the top of his head... There was clearly nothing.
He could vaguely sense that he was being teased, and turned around and asked angrily, "What are you looking at?"
"Sit still! Answer my next question and I'll tell you." Jiayi knocked on the table and raised her head to give the order.
Liu Xujie had already panicked, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he sat back in his chair obediently as she said. Although he still looked back uneasily from time to time, he didn't make any more trouble. Jiayi
then opened the small window of the interrogation room and said to the live camera, "Brother Yue, we can start recording the confession."