Night fell, but the lights were still on in the interrogation room of Yau Ma Tei Police Station.
The city that never sleeps, the city that never sleeps, it really lives up to its name.
"What's your name?" Lin Wangjiu sat at the interrogation table in a relaxed posture, and asked the pale-faced boy who kept his head down the whole time, without being fierce. "...
" But the boy did not speak, his shoulders hunched, as if he wanted to hide his head.
"How old are you?" "..." "Where were you from last night to around 7 o'clock this morning?" "..." Lin Wangjiu's patience gradually ran out, he stood up, and propped his arms on the table. The boy's only response to him was to move his shoulders, followed by a long silence and stillness. Turning his head, Lin Wangjiu glanced out the window. Fang Zhenyue stood outside the window with his arms folded, and turned his head to look at Gary and the others. "Is he feeling guilty if he keeps silent? He doesn't have a lawyer, and he doesn't say he wants to apply for legal aid..." Sanfu stamped his feet a little irritably. Yi Jiayi stared at the window for a while, then suddenly turned to Fang Zhenyue and said: "Brother Yue, didn't you say that Sun Xin came from the mainland? He is originally from Sichuan and does not speak Cantonese. He may not be able to understand it. If their parents have always been running the store, and he is relatively introverted and timid, it should be understandable that he has never been able to understand." So what everyone thinks is a normal conversation, to Sun Xin's ears, is: "What's your name?" "How old are you?" "Where did you spend Qin's evening and this morning?" Being brought to this environment for interrogation again, I couldn't quite understand what I was saying, but this time it was as if I was listening to a book from heaven. "Go ask who can speak Chinese." Fang Zhenyue turned around and gave Liu Jiaming an order. Yi Jiayi raised her hand and said, "I can speak a little." "?" Fang Zhenyue narrowed his eyes slightly. "When I was in school, I had a good friend from China in my class. He taught me to speak a lot." Jiayi explained. "Well, do you know what to ask?" Fang Zhenyue walked her to the door of the interrogation room. "I often see you interrogating prisoners, so I know a little bit." "I'll just ask a few questions today. I'll do a deeper interrogation later, and I'll teach you then." Fang Zhenyue opened the door and nodded encouragingly. Lin Wangjiu brushed shoulders with Yi Jiayi and reached out to pinch a cigarette. After the door of the interrogation room behind him was closed, he said to Fang Zhenyue: "It's probably this guy. He looks very sick. People who are not accepted by society are often the most likely to develop anger towards the world." Fang Zhenyue said nothing and walked to the window to observe Sun Xin. "What's your name?" After Yi Jiayi sat down, she first observed Sun Xin face to face quietly before speaking. Perhaps this body was unfamiliar with the pronunciation pattern of Mandarin, with a stiff tongue and stumbling words. It was really a Hong Konger who was not very good at speaking Mandarin. Sun Xin suddenly understood. There was another soft female voice on the other side. He finally raised his eyes and glanced at her quietly. But after lowering his head, he still hesitated for a while before he said in a low voice: "Sun Xin." "How old are you?" "...20" "Sun Xin, obstructing judicial justice is illegal, with a maximum sentence of 7 years. Think about it before answering me, and don't lie." "..."Sun Xin was silent for a long time before changing his words: "18" Sanfu outside the window couldn't help but complain: "You are so hesitant and you are used to lying. It looks suspicious no matter how you look at it." "..."Fang Zhenyue didn't speak, still staring at the interrogation room. "Where were you from last night to about 7 o'clock today? What were you doing?" Yi Jiayi sat up straight. It was her first time interrogating, and she was afraid that she would be too soft, so she tried to lower her voice to make herself appear fair, indifferent, and without emotions. "I slept at home, then got up to make steamed buns, and sold them near some restaurants in Sham Shui Po..." Sun Xin still answered slowly. "What time did you get up? What time did you leave for Sham Shui Po?" "I got up around five o'clock... and left around seven o'clock..." "Did you go to Cherry Street Park and Ferry Street?" "..." Sun Xin looked up at Yi Jiayi with some doubt, then immediately lowered his head, and was silent for a few seconds before shaking his head. Fang Zhenyue caught the doubt in Sun Xin's eyes, and began to silently savor what this expression meant. Was he wondering how the police knew he was in Ferry Street at that time, or was he wondering why the police asked that? "Is there anyone who can prove what you said?" Yi Jiayi lowered her body and looked carefully at the boy's face. Even if he blackened his skin and tortured himself, he couldn't become the murderer in the heart-flowing image she saw. This man was innocent, Yi Jiayi knew it clearly. Knowing that he was innocent, she still forced him to interrogate him. But this man was so timid and showed a strong aversion to contact with people, which made her feel even more reluctant. Especially... He lost his parents a month ago and has to make a living alone in this environment where no one can speak the language... "No, I'm alone." Sun Xin thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "I sell steamed buns at the entrance of Wonton Lee's on Cheung Sha Wan Road. The boss...may remember me. And the people who buy steamed buns..." Yi Jiayi was interrogating in the interrogation room, but suddenly several uninvited guests came outside the interrogation room. Mr. Guo from the Public Relations Department brought his two subordinates to find Fang Zhenyue and found him outside the interrogation room. With a look of anxiety on his face, he pulled Fang Zhenyue to the corridor and spoke impatiently: "Originally, we said that we would report the King's Park murder case tomorrow, but today the Ferry Street dismemberment case suddenly occurred, and several major newspapers changed their minds. "Dismemberment and disposal of corpses are abominable and horrifying. The newspapers said that the King's Park case would be postponed and that they would report new cases in Hong Kong first. "Are there any suspects now? How is the case progressing? " "As long as you give me good news, I can exaggerate it and make tomorrow's page look better." Fang Zhenyue turned his head, touched his eyebrows, took a deep breath with some annoyance, and then said: "Now we have caught a suspect, but there are too few clues, and we can't be sure how suspicious the other party is. If you want to guide public opinion, just say that you have found the first suspect by following the clues, but don't say too much."
"What's the suspect like?" Guo Yongyao poked his head to look inside.
Fang Zhenyue blocked him with his body, then shook his head, signaling not to delve into it.
"Very uncertain?" Guo Yongyao frowned.
"Very uncertain." Fang Zhenyue patted Sir Guo on the shoulder, then turned back to his original place and continued to observe through the window.
As a result, after sending Guo Yongyao away, Qiu Sushan came in.
"Madam!" Lin Wangjiu and others were the first to see Qiu Sushan, and they all stood up and greeted her.
Fang Zhenyue did not turn around, his eyes still fixed on Sun Xin in the window.
"What's up? Did you confess?" Qiu Sushan revealed her impatience as soon as she opened her mouth.
"We asked several questions repeatedly, and Sun Xin's answers were all right. He didn't admit that he had committed the murder, and he also said that he had no knowledge of it. He had no alibi, but we also had no evidence that he was there." Fang Zhenyue narrated in a low voice, his eyes still on the interrogation room.
"Push him a little, trick him, scare him." Qiu Sushan stared at Yi Jiayi in the window, "What can you get out of such a gentle question?"
"..." Fang Zhenyue finally turned his head and stared at Qiu Sushan with frowns.
"Mr. Huang called me and said that there have been a series of murders recently, and there have even been insane cases such as dismemberment. Once reported in the newspapers, it will definitely cause panic. Before, we couldn't go to King's Park, and now we can't go to Cherry Street Green. There is a corpse dumping site near Ferry Street, which is very unlucky and scary.
"And the scene of the first murder has not been determined yet. Who knows if the murderer lives next door?
"Everyone will be in danger and public opinion will be very bad."
Qiu Susan said a lot of things in annoyance. Seeing that Fang Zhenyue was still staring at her, she let out a breath and said in a muffled voice:
"Mr. Huang asked us to solve the case within a week, is that okay?"
"Then just go to the street and grab someone to close the case." Fang Zhenyue's eyes turned cold and he looked towards the interrogation room again.
"There's a bonus for solving the case, and I've also applied for your promotion. There are good things too, and now that there's pressure from above, you can't just take it." Qiu Sushan stretched out her foot and kicked the side of Fang Zhenyue's shoe.
"Whether there's pressure from others or not, I've done my best. This is not the first day you've known me."
"..." Qiu Sushan pinched her waist and glared at him for a long time, making sure that Fang Zhenyue would not pay attention to her again, and then she left helplessly.
Walking out of the interrogation room and the large office area, she ran into Sir Guo who had just hung up the phone in the corridor.
The two pairs of anxious eyes met, as if they had exchanged a secret signal.
The next day, all major newspapers indeed published the Ferry Street dismemberment case.
However, the details described were far more than what Fang Zhenyue said.
The newspapers clearly show that the suspect in the hands of the police is a young man from the mainland.
He is impulsive, rebellious and ignorant of the consequences. He is pale like a ghost, always looks at people with a squint, and is taciturn and neurotic.
He dares not talk to women and is afraid of other people's nature. This may be the reason why he is psychologically distorted and wants to gain control and strong hallucinations by killing others.
This mainland boy is still selling steamed buns in the most crowded and mixed area of Sham Shui Po. He often observes passers-by in a sinister way, maybe he is choosing victims.
What he sells is not pastries, but steamed buns dipped in blood.
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"How could this happen?" Yi Jiayi held a few newspapers with a knotted brow.
After the interrogation yesterday, Sun Xin was released because of insufficient evidence, but today there were many reports like this.
How can he hold his head up high?
Although the newspaper did not point out that it was Sun Xin by name, he had been selling steamed buns in Sham Shui Po for almost a month. Who doesn't know the boy with particularly pale skin selling steamed buns there?
Yi Jiayi paced back and forth in the office in anger, and her anger rose little by little as she flipped through the newspapers.
"Disgusting! Disgusting! Disgusting!!!" She cursed loudly, but still didn't seem too fierce.
Lin Wangjiu stood in front of the whiteboard, staring at the keywords on it, and casually said:
"Newspapers are like this, they report whatever is sensational.
" "The Public Relations Department probably acquiesced. First of all, he didn't say too much information, which legally protected the privacy of the suspect. The citizens guessed who it was themselves, how can this be blamed on the newspapers and the police?
"It is better for the public to focus on this suspect and discuss whether this suspect is the murderer, why the more he looks like the murderer, etc., than for the citizens to attack Hong Kong's security.
"The police are not scolded and the pressure is less. Of course, the Public Relations Department is happy. Why should they try their best to stop it?
"Maybe Sir Guo didn't fan the flames, he just didn't put pressure on the newspaper." Whenever
Lin Wangjiu opened his mouth, he was always cynical and full of negative energy, an old man angry at the young.
But Yi Jiayi thought about it carefully and felt that it made sense. She was spinning in circles like an ant on a hot pot. How could this happen? Let an innocent person be abused by the words of the newspaper.
Sun Xin doesn't look like a person who is not afraid of being pointed at and insulted.
When watching TV before, many citizens don't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. When encountering such a situation, they may even run to the suspect's house to scold him, and think they are upholding justice.
If Sun Xin was surrounded and scolded by a group of uncles and aunts, or encountered that kind of nosy little hooligans, Sun Xin might get beaten.
Throwing down the newspaper, she was about to go out.
Lin Wangjiu grabbed Yi Jiayi, "What are you doing? Sir Fang already had a quarrel with Madam this morning, and now he's causing trouble for Sir Guo. It's enough for him to make trouble alone, and if you continue to make trouble, you might make things worse. Madam and Sir Guo also have their own positions and pressures, so we should solve the case quickly. Who knows, maybe Sun Xin is really the murderer, and it's not unfair for the newspapers to report it."
Yi Jiayi bit her lip and lowered her eyes for a while, "I'll go and see."
Perhaps most people are like Uncle Jiu, and don't believe in Sun Xin's innocence. An outsider who just lost his loved ones, who has a hard time living, has no roots, and has lost everything... She didn't dare to think about what Sun Xin would be like now.
The only person in the world who absolutely believes in his innocence is probably her, who has seen the face of the real murderer with her supernatural powers.
Lin Wangjiu stared at her for two seconds, then made way for the door.
Liu Jiaming walked up to Uncle Jiu, looked at Yi Jiayi's back, and sighed, "You're young, just started working, and you're full of a sense of justice."
"..." Lin Wangjiu said nothing, turned back to the whiteboard, stared at the words written on it, frowned and thought deeply.
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Two men's voices came from Mr. Guo's office -
"I'm not interfering with your work, I'm doing my job. Fang Shazhan, I can't review every word of what the newspaper wants to write. The public relations department doesn't have that much power." Guo Yongyao's voice was full of helplessness, and he was obviously exhausted by these things.
"Mr. Guo, there is no need for us to have these conversations. You know what you are capable of, and I am not necessarily completely ignorant of it. If you hadn't leaked the information to the newspapers, how would they know that the suspect was from the mainland? It is understandable that Inspector Qiu told you this information, after all, you are one of us. But as an inspector of the Public Relations Department, can you tell outsiders everything?" Fang Zhenyue did not give Guo Yongyao a chance to explain, and continued:
"I understand. If we don't mention that it's a mainland boy, how can it become a hot topic? Without hot topics, how can we attract the public's attention? If we don't reveal some of the differences between this mainland boy and ordinary people, how can we make others suspect that he is the murderer? If the public does not suspect that he is the murderer, they will think that the police have done nothing and have not even found the murderer. Wouldn't that mean they have a bad reputation?
"Today's newspapers are just right. Both this mainland boy and his abnormality are very hot topics. I guess some people will even go to Sham Shui Po to find this steamed bun seller, curious to see what kind of ferocious psychopath he is?
"On the other hand, the suspect who looks so much like the murderer has been locked up, so the police's reputation is of course very good. The taxpayers' money is not paid in vain. Some people will even praise the police for their high efficiency."
"Fang Zhenyue--" Guo Yongyao was getting more and more embarrassed.
"Inspector Guo Yongyao, you don't have to call me by my full name." Fang Zhenyue snorted softly, "On my first day as a policeman, I knew my duty was to arrest everyone who disregards the law. At the same time, I will never let any innocent person have a voice.
" "Once it is published in today's newspaper, it is equivalent to convicting this person at the public opinion level, and he has nowhere to complain.
"You and I are police officers. We have to protect citizens, not throw the pot to a powerless person, crush him, and send him to death.
"I would rather take all the blame and say that my B team is not good at investigating the case!"
"...That's too serious." Guo Yongyao hesitated for a long time before speaking with difficulty.
"Whether it is serious or not, your conscience knows." Fang Zhenyue stopped talking, and there was a sound of dragging a chair, and someone stood up.
"Fang Shazhan, I will contact the media now and hold a press conference on the Ferry Street dismemberment case in one hour. You can come with me." Guo Yongyao sighed, "You know the case better than me."
"No, I have to race against time to investigate this case. You have to make up for the pot you broke. "Fang Zhenyue stopped talking, and footsteps were heard again.
Yi Jiayi had no time to dodge, and the door had been opened, facing Fang Zhenyue.
She looked up and looked at him eagerly.
Fang Zhenyue immediately understood why she was here, and his heart softened. The sharp edges he had just faced Guo Yongyao were retracted, and he stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on her head.
He wanted to take her away, and a thought suddenly emerged in his mind.
Looking down at the serious-looking female police officer, who was obviously sad for not being able to help Sun Xin, Fang Zhenyue took a breath, turned around and went back to the office.
"? "Guo Yongyao was looking at the microphone with a bitter face, considering which media to call first and how to hold this press conference. When he saw Fang Zhenyue coming back, hope immediately appeared in his eyes.
He really needed Fang Zhenyue to sit with him at the press conference. He knew how to control the situation and guide the reporters' questions, but he was really in the dark about this newly launched case.
"Sir Guo, Yi Jiayi will accompany you to develop the press conference. Yi Jiayi played a key role in several cases such as the King's Park murder case, the Pitt Street murder case, and the baby stealing case. Her reasoning was wonderful, enough for reporters to write a good article with ups and downs for the entertainment of the citizens. "Fang Zhenyue stretched out his arms and pulled the policewoman standing at the door into the office, and continued:
"She knows the details of the Ferry Street dismemberment case very well. I will tell her what she can and cannot say later.
"Regarding Sun Xin's situation, her answers in front of reporters are more convincing than your empty clarifications."
Guo Yongyao turned his gaze to look at Yi Jiayi, only to see that the policewoman had clear eyes, black and white, and a pure and sincere face, like the kind of good girl who would not lie if someone asked her for her bank card password.
The words of such a little girl are indeed very convincing.
Especially a beautiful detective who is a god at solving cases and has participated in the investigation of many homicides at a young age. No matter how you think about it, she has more explosive points than this old guy.
"Okay!" Guo Yongyao responded decisively, and his hand on the phone became stronger.
Instantly, a very complete plan was made for the organization of the press conference and the invitation of the media.
Inspiration really needs good materials and good actors to provide stimulation before it can be born.