Uncle Jiu is old and can't stay up all night. Jiayi called Jiaming and Gary to recall them, and at the same time, she sent Uncle Jiu off from the police station.
When Jiaming and Gary came back with a chill, a group of people gathered together to drink hot water, and finally no one was missed.
Tannen worked as an agent for Group B for more than ten hours. He was exhausted and wanted to go home to sleep, but he was unwilling to leave the team.
So he poked the frame of his glasses, took a deep breath and held on.
He still had to wait until Jiayi went to interrogate Huang Xiangjie. Such an opportunity to accumulate experience cannot be missed.
Tannen poked the frame of his glasses, and Sanfu, who was sitting next to him, suddenly raised his hand and poked the non-existent frame of his nose.
Then, Jiaming, who was sitting next to Sanfu, also started to perform the "poking the glasses frame action" without props.
Gary followed closely.
This little action of poking the air with fingers was like a disease that was transmitted from person to person.
Even Xu Shaowei, who seemed to be unsociable, couldn't help but imitate it after everyone did it.
Tannen's inquiring eyes swept across the faces of all the agents, and he suddenly realized that although everyone had a serious expression, they were actually just being naughty.
There were little bubbles in his heart, and after a few breaths, he finally couldn't help laughing.
Then, this laughter spread among the agents, and the puffs came one after another, and finally turned into "hahahaha" of different frequencies.
"It's hard to find any good coffee at this hour, so let's just drink brewed coffee." Liu Jiaming took out a few bags of coffee maker from his pocket and threw them on the table.
Everyone stood up to prepare to make coffee to save a few more hours of energy, but Jiayi waved her hand and turned to the office door, "I'm afraid my body can't stand the cardiotonic, I'm going to wash my face with cold water."
Everyone hesitated for a few breaths, then threw down the coffee maker and went to the bathroom to wash their faces.
When people are short of food, they are really like a flock of sheep. If the leader sheep goes left, I go left. If the leader sheep jumps off a cliff, I jump off a cliff.
Fortunately, Jiayi didn't jump off a cliff, so she is a good leader.
...
When recruiting female police officers, the police academy often says that they "don't need to work night shifts", and they can "not learn to use guns", "don't touch guns", and "don't be equipped with guns".
But in actual work, when encountering the task of raiding illegal gambling dens and cracking down on prostitution, because there are a lot of tasks that are undertaken by female police officers and cannot be replaced by male police officers, they still need to work together until dawn.
When Jiayi was washing her face in the bathroom, she happened to meet a senior sister who participated in the task of cracking down on prostitution in Yau Ma Tei and also came to wash her face.
The two of them bumped into each other, and the other took a look at the name tag hanging on her chest, immediately wiped her face, stood up straight and saluted, saying "Madam."
Jiayi nodded, and when she walked out of the bathroom, she suddenly turned around and looked at the back of the senior sister.
Small bones, round body, although it looks a little petite, but in fact it is not thin. When the body is not working, the muscles are hidden, and it looks a little chubby, as if it still has baby fat.
Her natural black hair was tied into a ponytail, revealing the skin on the back of her neck that was tanned to a wheat color by the sun. Her ears were slightly protruding, not to the extent of protruding ears, but very noticeable...
The youthful back in one of the photos in Wei Nianying's bedroom appeared in her mind.
Her face was rounder than that of her senior sister, but her height, hairstyle and skin color were almost exactly the same.
She also recalled the back of Wei Nianying when she was carried out of the cellar by two female uniformed police officers tonight. She was thinner than in the photo, but her back happened to overlap with that of her senior sister.
Yi Jiayi stood for a while, and suddenly called the senior sister again.
After taking her senior sister back to the office of Team B, Jiayi clapped her hands.
All the detectives looked over, and when they saw the strange female police officer behind Jiayi, they all showed puzzled expressions.
Jiayi scanned the faces of each detective and then said, "Brother Sanfu, you will be the chief interrogator of Huang Xiangjie as usual. Brother Jiaming will take notes. Xu Shaowei will stand inside the door to learn Brother Sanfu's interrogation skills, observe the different reactions of the interrogated person when answering Brother Sanfu's different questions, and also pay attention to Brother Jiaming's recording rhythm."
"Yes, madam." The three of them responded in unison and pushed the table away.
Jiayi said to Tannen again:
"Inspector T, as long as you don't appear in Huang Xiangjie's line of sight, please choose to observe from the window or in the small dark room through the closed-circuit TV to observe the murderer."
"OK." Tannen also stood up with his small notebook.
"Sir, file the complaint against Huang Xiangjie at dawn. Xu Shaowei and Gary have sorted out the existing documents and reports and handed them to you just now. You can prepare the application email now." Jiayi turned to Wagner again.
"Confessions and murder reproduction..." Wagner raised his eyebrows. Are you going to file a complaint directly based on the evidence?
"It will be delivered to your office in 1 hour." Jiayi said confidently.
"...Okay." Wagner nodded, turned around and went back to his office to prepare for the next process.
Gary was the only one in the office who had not received the task.
He stood up, his eyebrows raised, and his eyes were full of expectation: What about me? What about me? Eleventh sister, let me do something too.
"Brother Gary, I have an important task for you." Jiayi finally looked at Gary with a serious expression.
Only Gary, who is more stable and reserved than Jiaming, more gentle than Sanfu, and more mature than Xu Shaowei, can be competent for this task.
Gary raised his eyebrows and instantly became energetic.
He took two steps to Jiayi, and was taken by her to the office of Group A, which was also working overtime. After borrowing Tony, who had a similar temperament, Jiayi led the team to the interrogation room. While walking, she explained to Gary, Tony and the senior sister what to do in a while...
A team of seven people walked through the halls and corridors with great momentum, just like the swordsmen wandering the rivers and lakes, and they only lacked seven war cloaks that could sound when the wind blows and hunts.
You Zhaohua gathered his team members and led everyone to follow the Group B team, ready to observe and learn the interrogation skills led by Yi Jiayi.
When he finally saw the backs of the agents from Team B after turning around the corridor, he couldn't help but sigh:
"It's such a waste not to let them join gangs and become robbers."
...
...
A person who knows that he is not sociable, but tries hard to pretend to be sociable.
A person who has been walking alone in the dark for decades, trying to hide and suppress his true self every moment, always secretly looking at every passerby in the corner with questioning and nervous eyes, and always having great fear in his heart.
Loneliness and fear nourish evil and gradually devour their hosts.
In the past twelve hours, what did CID do?
What did they find?
There are also those other departments, the forensic department, and the department that will look for evidence everywhere. What is it called... How much evidence did they find...
Why did they interrogate him and suddenly leave him here?
TV and the media never mentioned that the police had such interrogation techniques.
He was already very cautious, but now he really couldn't understand.
For busy people, time passes quickly.
For a person who is trapped in an iron box with fear, anxiety, and loneliness, completely cut off from the outside world and can only have wild thoughts, every second is like walking on a hot pot.
Is there a professional detective outside the one-way window monitoring him?
Is the camera facing him turned on?
Huang Xiangjie swallowed his saliva and sat stiffly in the chair. He didn't dare to give any more expression, let alone move his body, for fear that these detectives, whom he didn't know so well, had some skills that he didn't understand.
Everyone said that he was a simple and honest young man. He could fool everyone, so why couldn't he fool the police?
These smart and mighty policemen portrayed on TV are actually just a group of well-developed batons. Don't be scared by them.
Even when thinking this, Huang Xiangjie's lips still trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes rolled around in panic.
No, no, no...
The newspapers would publish reports of certain cases being solved every once in a while. In the past six months, there have been reports of "24-hour investigation to solve a stranger's accidental murder case", "3-day investigation to solve a broken corpse case", "Years of accumulated cases were buried overnight", "Police worked overtime to solve the case like gods", all of which are real cases, not lies.
It's already early morning, and the police are still in the police station. Isn't this working overtime to solve the case? !
If they have no clue, they have nothing to do. Would they work overtime if they have nothing to do?
Have the police really found the cellar? Have the bodies of the master and his wife been dug out?
No, he had clearly hidden the pickle jar very well, because the cellar was an "illegal construction", and even the neighbors didn't know that the master had secretly dug a cellar in the yard to store ingredients.
But...did he just hear a dog barking? Did he hear it correctly? Was it not an auditory hallucination...
If it was a police dog, would it not smell the cellar?
Could the stench of the pickle jar perfectly hide the smell in the cellar?
If Wei Nianying had been rescued, would she...she have pointed out that everything was done by him?
[Suspicion!]
...
No, no!
He didn't mean it...
They all looked down on him, and only made him work like a cow and a horse, and didn't allow him to covet their daughter, saying that he was a toad wanting to eat swan meat.
They treated him kindly on weekdays just to make him do more work.
Do they think he has no brains?
How could he be so stupid as to be used by them
all the time... Damn it!
Damn cop!
He won't plead guilty!
These policemen who only know how to spend Horner's taxpayers' money only know how to slander good people!
Want him to confess? Dream on!
He knows nothing! It's the fault of Master and his wife. They provoked the wrong people.
He often went to the cellar to get things, so of course there would be his fingerprints.
Wei Nianying slandered him! That stinky bitch slandered him!
They all want to harm him!
Despite his best efforts to endure, Huang Xiangjie's expression gradually became ferocious. Sweat continued to seep out of his face, his lips gradually turned pale, and his eyes became more and more dazed, sometimes frightened and timid, sometimes angry and fierce...
[Angry! ]
...
When a noisy voice suddenly came from outside the door, he looked up suddenly like a frightened bird.
His pupils trembled violently, and he opened his mouth to breathe heavily, trying to hide himself just now and cover up everything brought about by this long torture.
The door of the interrogation room was suddenly opened, and the police officer who had spent an afternoon with him in the interrogation room walked in first, pulled out a chair and sat down impartially.
Unlike the previous leisurely sitting, this time, the police officer sat in a standard posture, with a stern face, no longer careless.
Then two more male detectives walked in. One of them sat next to Officer Tan with a stern face, with a pen and paper spread out in front of him, looking very relaxed.
Another young police officer with a more ferocious appearance and a temperament that was more difficult to describe followed closely behind the others, strode to his side, and stood against the wall on his right, making him feel like a thorn in the side. Like a mouse smelling murderous aura, the hair on his body stood up uncontrollably.
During this process, the door of the interrogation room was always open.
Huang Xiangjie stared at each detective who walked in warily, while looking out through the open door, as if he wanted to improve the mood brought to him by the closed environment by seeing the scenery farther away, or to get more information through this door.
Suddenly, a familiar back came into his sight surrounded by two people.
His pupils suddenly dilated, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably, trying to see more clearly.
But the figure was stopped by someone, and the step he had just taken was retracted, disappearing from the doorway.
His heartbeat was like a drum, and he opened his mouth wide, his butt almost lifted off the chair.
It was that stinky bitch... She came to the police station to record her statement, and she just wanted him to...
[Panic!]
...
Huang Xiangjie swallowed hard, but there was only dry air in his mouth.
Recalling the shocking glance just now, Wei Nianying's hunched and huddled body, the bruises and scars on the exposed skin...
His expression twitched slightly, as if he was about to smile, and the corners of his mouth kept pulling to the sides but finally failed to raise an arc, and instead pulled flat to the sides, like a little clown with a gradually sinister expression.
Suddenly another woman came into view, and his chest tightened, but he found that it was not Wei Nianying, but the female detective who had been to the interrogation room before.
She seemed to be talking to someone, slightly bent over, very patiently. After speaking a few words, she suddenly turned her head and looked at him, her expression gradually becoming stern.
What is that bitch saying to the police?
He suddenly clenched his fists.
"Sit down!" Officer Tan, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly slapped the table.
Huang Xiangjie instinctively sat back in his original position. His ferocious expression just now was instantly shattered. His anger went to another extreme and turned into boundless fear.
He seemed to suddenly realize his situation. He could no longer hit that woman, and he could no longer control that woman. Now he could no longer control anything...
The female detective standing outside and talking to Wei Nianying was also startled. She stopped talking, stood straight, looked at him with a solemn expression, then turned around and said a few words to a gentle male detective, then strode towards him.
With every step she took, her expression became more serious, and the arc of her mouth became colder, causing her jaw to tense up, giving people a sense of hardness like steel that could not be collided with.
The pair of leather shoes under her feet stepped steadily on the ground, making a collision sound that was getting closer and louder.
These sounds hit Huang Xiangjie's chest, gradually making him feel suffocated.
[Fear!]
...
"Bang!" The door of the interrogation room was closed, and everything outside was isolated.
Everything that was happening and about to happen outside the interrogation room began to infinitely torture Huang Xiangjie's already gradually collapsing heart.
The fear, suspicion, anxiety, and panic brought about by being alone for a long time... were infinitely raised to the extreme at this moment.
It seemed that a "wave" sounded in everyone's ears, and the protective shield in Huang Xiangjie's heart completely collapsed.
The moment Jiayi sat down, Huang Xiangjie suddenly covered his face and cried wildly.
"I don't want to... I don't... They are all good people... I am a beast... a beast... It's all my fault... My mistress treated me well... She said she would leave the store to me in the future... Wuwu, but why can't she... do it... Why... It's all my fault..."
Under the false and cruel skin of cruelty, there is the most vulnerable and cowardly soul.
Jiayi turned her head and nodded to Sanfu, so the detectives did not wait for Huang Xiangjie to vent and relieve his emotions, and began to interrogate him at this moment when he was crying.
"When did you kill your master Wei Enqiang?"
"On the evening of the 16th... after work, around... around 11 o'clock..."
"Where did you kill him, and what weapon did you use?"
"In the back kitchen... by the washing table, I used a cleaver... or a kitchen knife... he wanted to hit me first... I didn't want to..."
Sanfu's questions were simple, rough, and neat, one after another, layer by layer, revealing the time, location, weapon, process, motive... of the case.
Every detail of the case was asked, and even if Huang Xiangjie changed his words after his mood stabilized, he could not explain why he knew so much that only the police knew, and even the police did not dare to confirm such detailed information.
Everything was finally settled, and all the evidence needed to send Huang Xiangjie to court was in hand.
Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and quietly left the interrogation room.
...
You Zhaohua, who led the team to watch the interrogation process, saw Yi Jiayi, a senior sister who was wearing makeup, and Gary and Tony performing a half-hidden drama at the door, and Huang Xiangjie in the interrogation room confessed.
"..." You Zhaohua.
The excitement he expected had not happened yet. Yi Jiayi did not waste any words, and the detectives did not use any interrogation techniques. How come the murderer suddenly cried, and then stopped resisting and confessed directly?
Tannen turned around and took out his notebook, and had not taken any notes yet. The two looked at each other. You Zhaohua did not understand Tannen's eyes, but Tannen understood what You Shazhan meant.
At this time, Jiayi walked out of the interrogation room, turned around and saw the people gathered outside the interrogation room window. She smiled weakly as a greeting, then turned on tiptoe and was about to leave.
"Hey! How did you get it done so easily? I'm still waiting to see you recreate the murderer's crime." You Zhaohua spread his hands. "
As long as you understand the murderer's psychology, there is no need to spend effort on the interrogation." Jiayi's smile faded, and she nodded lightly, and then stopped talking, turned around and walked into the deserted corridor.
There were very few people working overtime in the police station. The senior sister who helped before had taken off her makeup and returned to the anti-pornography team. This floor became empty. Except for the lights on in the direction of the interrogation room, the other offices had become dark spaces.
Jiayi walked forward along the corridor, passing by these houses that had become cold and empty due to the loss of vitality. Turning her head to look at the other side, she didn't know when most of the neon lights had been turned off.
The bright and bustling streets in the daytime turned into black snakes, entwined in this steel jungle. Those scattered colored lights that were not turned off were like the eyes of black snakes, flashing with dim light. Occasionally, a mist would pass by, shrouding those dim lights, floating like the flashing eyes of a snake monster.
Jiayi didn't dare to look at those dark and mysterious lights for a long time, for fear of being dragged into them and getting lost.
...
In the public area of the interrogation room, You Zhaohua looked at the female inspector who was still majestic in the interrogation room, and her limp and powerless back when she left, and suddenly let out a long sigh.
He turned around and glanced at his own detectives. Their faces were all greasy from staying up all night, and their hair stuck to their scalps, which didn't seem very thick. He
had mixed feelings.
He waved his hand and led the team out of the interrogation room. They came and went in a hurry.
Back to the serious crime team's office, passing by Wagner's office, You Zhaohua knocked on Wagner's door on a whim.
The new inspector of Group B raised his head from behind his desk. You Zhaohua pushed the door and leaned against it. He was not ready to go in, but whispered:
"You will live longer than us."
If you have reliable teammates who fight for you and protect you from the wind and rain, how can you not live longer?
After saying that, You Zhaohua saluted Wagner and left suddenly as he came.
Wagner was left staring at the closed office door in confusion
.
One hour later, the interrogation was over and the transcripts were complete.
Wagner's procedures were also ready and would be submitted as soon as he got to work tomorrow.
A group of detectives were confused and had turned from smart detectives into dull idiots. Fortunately, the case was coming to an end at this time and everyone no longer needed to be smart and hardworking. They could just go home and have a good sleep, exhausted and excited about solving the case. He slowly
put on his windbreaker and scarf, found his house key and got his wallet, and left the office slowly.
When everyone walked out of the police station, Wagner turned towards the garage and suddenly found that everyone was standing on the steps at the door of the police station without moving. They all looked at him eagerly, as if they were abandoned dogs*5.
Looking more closely, in such a quiet night, there are several people standing on the stairs, staring at you, and it feels spooky...
What does it mean?
Why are they standing there looking at him?
"Sir, where do you live?" The first one to speak was Liu Jiaming.
"Tsim Sha Tsui." Wagner raised his eyebrows and answered truthfully.
"It's just on the way, so please give us a ride. It's not easy to get a taxi at this time." Liu Jiaming smiled weakly, a little pitiful.
"... OK."
A few minutes later, Mercedes-Benz was on the road.
Wagner asked everyone's address one by one, and then he cursed in his heart.
What kind of on the way is this? Which country's on the way?
You are drawing circles on the map!
Send 5 people, and you can walk around Sham Shui Po, Mong Kok, Kowloon City, Hung Hom, Tsim Sha Tsui!
Is he sending people?
He is taking a night tour of Kowloon East, West, New Territories North and South...