Chapter 13 'Smoking', someone surrenders

Xu Hao had seen the interrogation room of the Criminal Investigation Brigade in Jiangdong District, Jiangsan City.

It is even said that he experienced the interrogation firsthand.

But unlike last time, this time Xu Hao was the one sitting opposite.

"Sun Jiang, right?"

The door of the interrogation room opened, Xu Hao sat down on the chair and handed over the documents in his hand.

"Check if there are any mistakes in the words above."

Sun Jiang, who was handcuffed in front of him, looked up subconsciously when he heard the voice, and happened to see the document, so he subconsciously raised his hand to take it.

Name: Sun Jiang Age: 17 Address: Penglai City "It's me."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded. It was not very pleasant to hear, and it certainly did not sound like the voice of a 17-year-old.

Xu Hao raised his eyebrows, noticed something, and then spoke casually as if nothing had happened.

"You want to see me?"

Sun Jiang nodded subconsciously.

"What's the matter?" Xu Huo asked again.

Sun Jiang was stunned, and then fell silent.

After a long while, he finally spoke, his voice as soft as a mosquito.

"Nothing, just taking a look."

He shrank his neck, lowered his head and remained silent.

The police officer and Li Jianye were stunned. They had seen many criminals who took the initiative to ask to see someone, either threatening or making noise, but this guy just wanted to take a look? "Since you don't have anything to ask, let me ask you a few questions on behalf of the Penglai City Police."

Xu Hao ignored his attitude. He knew that the other party really just wanted to see him.

"What was the name of the girl who was killed in the Penglai City temple robbery in 1999?"

"Bai Xuhong, 14 years old, an orphan. I lived with her when I was eight years old. An old homeless man raised us. He died when I was thirteen, and we wandered together, being driven around in Penglai City."

Sun Jiang spoke subconsciously, his pupils slightly dilated, and he fell into reminiscence.

Time could not erase his memory, nor took away his hatred.

But the knife can, and so he did.

"Bai Hong or Xu Hong?" Xu Hao suddenly spoke, with a slightly different focus.

"Bai Xuhong." Sun Jiang came back to his senses and spoke.

"Which one is Bai? Which one is Xu? Which one is Hong?" Xu Huo asked again.

"Bai for white snow, two characters Xu, a double character next to a Yu, and red for red." Sun Jiang thought for a moment and replied.

"Um."

Xu Hao nodded and wrote a few words in his notebook.

"Tell me what happened on the day of the incident."

Sun Jiang spoke in great detail. He is young and has a good memory.

The events of the day of the crime kept replaying in his mind, over and over again, and he could not forget it.

1999, on the evening of February 16, during the Spring Festival.

The two homeless children gathered together, looked at each other's mud and smiled, then decided to unload the old homeless man's instructions to them and let Bai Xuhong take a bath and change clothes during the holiday.

She sat in the dilapidated temple and watched the fireworks. It was on the top of a mountain, where she could see beautiful fireworks. The black night sky became a canvas, so colorful and beautiful.

Sun Jiang and Bai Xuhong watched together. Later, he heard the other party's stomach rumbling, so he went down the mountain to ask for some New Year's Eve dinner.

The New Year’s Eve dinner included fish, meat, chicken and duck. Although they were all leftovers, Sun Jiang was very happy as they were rare.

But he didn't eat it later.

He returned to the mountain and saw four people and a dead body.

The bowl containing the New Year's Eve dinner in their hands broke to the ground. Sun Jiang chased them crying. They ran and Sun Jiang chased them again. The four shadows turned around and knocked them down until they fainted.

Later, "the police opened a case, but the subsequent investigation yielded no results."

Sun Jiang spoke, the reminiscence in his eyes gradually disappearing.

"Well, I will hand these words over to the Penglai City Police Department intact."

Xu Hao nodded expressionlessly, but before the other party's eyes could be filled with gratitude, he paused and suddenly said:

"I personally have a few questions for you."

"It's minus ten degrees Celsius outdoors in the north when you take a shower during the Spring Festival. Where can you take a shower?"

"When you fainted, you couldn't have survived in that weather without someone saving you. Who saved you?"

“Why didn’t you provide any information after the police opened a case?”

One sharp question after another suddenly came out of Xu Hao's mouth, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became quiet.

Xu Hao looked at Sun Jiang, looking into the boy's eyes.

"besides."

"Where did you learn this word?"

Li Jianye paused, then thought of the document Xu Hao had just handed over to him, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

This kid has already thought of how to ask questions as soon as he opened the door!

In 1999, there were a lot of illiterate people in those days, and a homeless child could actually read. Sun Jiang suddenly stopped, he subconsciously avoided his gaze, then lowered his head and remained silent, not saying anything more.

The sound disappeared and the interrogation room suddenly became quiet.

Seeing him like this, Xu Hao did not force him, but spoke again.

"I guess someone stopped you."

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"Why stop it?"

"Because you can't get revenge?"

"According to the information I found, in February four years ago, the ages of the four people were 13, 14, 13, and 15."

“.”

Sun Jiang fell completely silent, without making any sound.

Xu Huo didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything either. Li Jianye looked around and kept sighing in his heart.

After a long while, Xu Huo stood up, and the chair legs made a sharp sound.

"Let this interrogation end here."

"On behalf of the Penglai City Police, I would like to thank you for your cooperation."

After saying that, Xu Hao ignored Sun Jiang who was buried in his work, left the notebook to Li Jianye, and then walked out.

After a long while, there was a rustling sound behind me.

Xu Huo's steps gradually stopped and he looked back.

But Sun Jiang lowered his head, covered his face with one hand, and tears as big as beans squeezed out from between his fingers.

"Officer. Why. Why?"

Sun Jiang choked up, he looked up at Li Jianye in front of him, his warm red eyes staring at him.

Li Jianye's lips moved for a moment, and finally he fell silent.

The policemen around were silent.

At this moment, they could see from each other that he was a boy.

"Why should they do that?"

Sun Jiang's face was grim. He slammed his handcuffed hands heavily on the table, then he lay down on the table and buried his head in tears.

“Why?”

The interrogation room was silent with only his voice echoing.

Xu Hao shook his head, sighed, retracted his gaze and walked out.

"A cigarette?"

Outside, Li Jianye had no expression on his face. He took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, then took out a cigarette and handed it to Xu Hao.

His movements were very skillful. The old detective was also an old smoker.

Xu Hao took it but didn't light it.

Li Jianye ignored him and continued smoking one cigarette after another. The air was filled with smoke and the smell of cigarettes was everywhere he went.

Neither of them said anything. Only the sound of Li Jianye inhaling, exhaling, and inhaling again could be heard.

After a long while, just when the two were about to walk to the office building.

A voice suddenly sounded.

"Boss, this is a serious situation!"

There was a sound from the intercom. Li Jianye paused, held the cigarette in his hand, and then put the intercom to his lips.

"What news?"

"Someone turned himself in!"

(End of this chapter)