The next morning, Seoul police knocked on Lee Dae-chang's door.
"Hello, we are from the Seoul Police Department. Please open the door."
Li Dachang got out of bed to open the door, where two police officers were standing.
"Hello, we suspect you are involved in a murder case. Please cooperate with us to go back for investigation."
Li Dachang feigned surprise and said, "Don't make false accusations. How could I possibly kill someone?"
"It's just cooperating with the investigation; it doesn't mean you were the one who did it."
Afterwards, Li Dachang left with the police officers.
Meanwhile, Xiao Fa went to the crime scene in the suburbs...
Seoul Police Station.
"Li Dachang, someone called the police saying they saw you run over and kill Park Joon-seok with your car. Do you admit it?"
"Officer, I'm innocent! How could I do such a thing? I'm a good person!"
"Still trying to deny it! The police have already taken photos, and in those photos, it's you who hit Park Joon-seo with your car!"
Li Dachang narrowed his eyes. Sure enough, it was a good thing he had asked Li Zhenxi yesterday, otherwise he really wouldn't know how to deal with this situation.
"Officer, photos? What photos? Are you sure the photos haven't been photoshopped? I'm a senior executive at Samsung Electronics, and I need to see my lawyer!"
Upon hearing this, the Seoul police officer conducting the interrogation exclaimed, "Sure enough, Samsung people are not easy to deal with!"
Since Park Joon-seok's body has not been found, it cannot be proven that he is dead, and therefore it cannot be concluded that Lee Dae-chang committed the murder.
Reporters can only serve as witnesses; physical evidence is also needed.
Some people might ask, can't this photo be detected to see if it has been photoshopped?
It is indeed possible to detect it, but what if Lee Dae-chang and Park Joon-seo are playing some novel game? Park Joon-seo pretends to be hit, then deliberately lets Lee Dae-chang stuff him into the trunk, and the two drive away. After arriving at a certain place, Park Joon-seo gets out of the car and leaves without any problems. Wouldn't that not constitute a crime?
Although this assumption is absurd, the key to handling cases is solid evidence. Only with both witness testimony and physical evidence can a conviction be made.
Just as the situation reached a stalemate, the officer's phone rang. He picked it up, glanced at it, and a smile crept onto his face.
"Li Dachang, I'm so sorry, Park Joon-seo's body has been found."
It turns out that a few anglers went there to fish this morning.
A fisherman can catch anything except fish.
After a while, a fisherman felt he had caught a big one, so he excitedly started to reel in his fishing rod, but unfortunately, he couldn't budge it no matter how hard he tried.
Seeing this, the other fishermen nearby also thought they had caught a big catch, so they all rushed over to help. With their combined efforts, a corpse was pulled up by the fish.
The group was so scared they almost wet themselves. After calming down, one of them called the police.
When the Seoul police arrived, they realized that this was Park Joon-seo, the man they were looking for. What a coincidence! They quickly informed the officers who were interrogating him.
Li Dachang was shocked to hear this. In such a remote place, you might only see one person every few days. How could he have disposed of a body and it be discovered the next day? What kind of luck is that?
Fortunately, as long as one denies ever being at the crime scene, there's no way to prove that one is the murderer.
Even if we take a step back and assume that Park Joon-seo committed suicide by driving himself, couldn't we?
So Li Dachang spoke up.
"Officer, I was shocked to hear about Park Joon-seok's murder, but you can't say I'm the killer."
"Then how do you explain this car?"
"Is it illegal for me to lend him my car?"
"Then how do you explain this photo?"
"I told you, this photo is definitely photoshopped. I've never been to the suburbs."
"But that reporter said he saw you."
"He says he saw it, so he saw it? He's framing me! I want to see a lawyer!"
The interrogation thus reached a stalemate again.
The interrogating officer rubbed his temples, unsure of what to do next.
The interrogation room door was pushed open, and a man in a suit walked in, led by another police officer.
“I am Mr. Li Dachang’s lawyer. My client is currently feeling unwell. If he cooperates with the investigation, he will go to the hospital.”
Upon hearing this, Li Dachang immediately pretended to be in a very uncomfortable state of heart.
This terrible acting left the lawyer and police officer sent by Samsung completely bewildered.
The officers knew that if they let Li Dachang go at this point, it would be very difficult to bring him back to the police station. He might even flee the country, since the police had no evidence to confirm that he was at the scene.
Just as the police officer and Samsung's lawyer were staring at each other in bewilderment, the interrogating officer's phone rang again.
"Okay, I got it! I'm coming right away!"
After hanging up the phone, the officer smiled again.
"Opponent's lawyer, are you sure you want to defend him?"
Samsung's lawyer was taken aback. What did the police officer mean by that question? And why was his smile so strange? Had things taken a turn for the better?
Before he came, the company told him it was to protect the interests of the company's legitimate employees, but now he was unsure whether it was legal or illegal. Although he worked for Samsung, he was also a lawyer with a sense of justice and could not defend criminals.
"Um, well, I only said that to help him get medical parole, I never said anything about defense."
"Medical parole, right? Sure, we'll send someone to accompany you throughout the process."
Samsung's lawyer shrugged.
"Of course, I have no objection."
Li Dachang stared wide-eyed at the lawyer. "No, brother, didn't you come to bail me out? The police officers have been following me the whole time. Doesn't that mean I'm just being detained in a different place?"
But it seems there's no other way now; we can only take it one step at a time.
After the officers who had just interrogated him made some arrangements, two burly officers followed Li Dachang away.
He then called his colleagues from the evidence room and went to the scene of yesterday's crime.
"You're the one who called the police?"
"That's right, my name is Xiao Fa, I'm a lawyer, and I'm from China."
"Great nation, after you arrived at the scene, did you touch any evidence?"
"No, I know the rules. I recorded the whole time. Every step I took after arriving at the scene was recorded."
"Yes, very professional."
At this moment, the colleagues in the evidence room had already picked up the cigarette butt from the ground, as instructed by Xiao Fa.
How can you be sure this cigarette butt is evidence?
"According to criminal psychology, after a person commits murder for the first time, they will inevitably be nervous. If they are a smoker, they will most likely smoke a cigarette to relieve their tension. At the scene, only this cigarette butt is fresh, and there are tire tracks around it. So it is highly likely that this is the cigarette that the suspect smoked."
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