Chapter 138: Burial Case (10) Confession
Interrogation Room
"Do you know why we arrested you?" Han Jianye looked at Shen Quntao and said.
“Gambling,” Shen Quntao recalled.
Han Jianye put a bunch of keys on the table and asked, "Do you look at these keys and find them familiar?"
When Shen Quntao saw the key, his expression of surprise was beyond words, "How...how did you get..."
"How did we get this bunch of keys?" Han Jianye expressed his doubts.
Then he took out the photo of the vacant lot and asked him, "Because the key was found in Liu Fenying's pocket," Do you have anything else to explain? ”
"There's nothing to explain."
Han Jianye raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised by Shen Quntao's answer. He thought that this interrogation would not be so easy to proceed. After all, the prisoners interrogated before either kept silent or pretended to be crazy.
"Then tell me, what is your motive for killing?"
Shen Quntao sneered, as if mocking his own ridiculous behavior, "There is no motive for murder, I just hate him. When that guy sees me, he has no other topics to talk about. He keeps saying things like 'Why don't you get married? You should get married and have kids sooner. When I was your age, my kids were already in elementary school.' Or 'If you don't get married, you'll be 40 years old. I'm worried about you.'"
After saying that, he looked at Han Jianye with an annoyed expression, "Fuck, this guy is completely sick. What does it have to do with him whether I get married or not? Is it because I don't want to get married? Doesn't it cost money to get married? Who would dare to marry me in this shabby house of mine? He keeps nagging like Tang Seng chanting sutras. With these conditions, even my parents don't dare to urge me to get married. I have tolerated him for more than a month."
"So you killed him?" Han Jianye's voice was still calm and powerful.
"Yes, I feel much quieter when he is not around." Shen Quntao's answer was understated, but it made people shudder.
Han Jianye continued to ask: "Then how did you kill him? What did you use to kill him? Besides you, do you have any accomplices?"
"It was raining that night, and I went out to the bathroom. I saw him talking on the phone at the door. When I came out of the bathroom, he called me. I thought he wanted to talk to me about marriage again, and I had lost a lot of money during the day, so I was furious. So I hit him on the head with a hammer behind my door, then loaded him into a tricycle, took him to an open field and buried him. I sent a message to his sister on my phone saying he was going to find a job."
"What about the cell phone?"
"A cell phone in exchange for a stainless steel basin."
Shen Quntao confessed truthfully, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him, and his tone was incredibly relaxed.
Han Jianye also guessed that Liu Fenying was talking to his wife in his hometown that night.
He looked at Shen Quntao with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, "Is it possible that Liu Fenying called you that night just to return your car keys?"
As soon as the words fell, the corners of Shen Quntao's mouth twitched fiercely. He lowered his head and drooped his eyebrows. He was silent for a moment, and then looked at Han Jianye with eyes, as if accusing: "Why did you tell me this cruel truth?"
On the other side, Youzhu was crying uncontrollably, her body shaking uncontrollably, and she kept repeating, "It was raining so hard, I saw it, but I was afraid to come out. He is my son, my son... No matter what he did wrong, as a mother, I will definitely stand by him unconditionally. In this world, no one else will tolerate him except his own parents."
The voice was full of despair and pain.
Ye Bai, Su Wan and others are now preparing to go to the Shen family in Qi Yang to find the murder weapon.
Liao Wei couldn't help but say, "Look, there are thousands of reasons for killing people. There is nothing they can't do except what you can't think of."
Su Wan thought: "Shouldn't we control our mouths? After all, trouble comes from the mouth. Knowing the other party's conditions, we still rub salt into the wound and poke at the heart."
Ye Bai agreed with Su Wan's point of view: "After all, not everyone will tolerate you unconditionally and accommodate you. Killing is wrong and must be punished, but does that mean the victim is not wrong? People's hearts are unpredictable. You may think it's no big deal, but it may sound strange to others. Talking is the root of a person's disaster. Too much talk will lead to mistakes. It is wise to keep your mouth shut appropriately. Be careful with what you say and do, and think before you speak."