Chapter 340 Ironclad Evidence
"I request the public security technical department to intervene."
Although Su Nanzhi's voice was soft, it was exceptionally clear in the small interrogation room.
Cao Leshan instinctively wanted to refuse.
Then I heard Su Nanzhi say, "My father, Su Minglang, is a martyr. This is recognized by the country. You just opened your mouth and took out a tattered notebook to say that my father has bad thoughts."
"Anyone who has such malicious intent towards the martyrs is either a bad element or a major enemy spy. What are your intentions?"
Cao Leshan's face paled instantly at Su Nanzhi's reversal of tone. He slammed the table and shouted, "What kind of attitude is that?! You're openly defying the organization's investigation! You're slandering revolutionary cadres!"
"This notebook is irrefutable evidence! Written in black and white are your father's inappropriate remarks! What else do you need to read? You're making a desperate attempt to confuse the public!"
"Ironclad evidence?" Su Nanzhi sneered, her laughter filled with grief, indignation, and extreme sarcasm. "Team Leader Cao, if it's ironclad evidence, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that the Public Security Technical Department will find out that this note wasn't written by my father? Are you afraid that they'll discover this note is a forgery?"
She pressed on step by step, making Cao Leshan completely panicked. He didn't expect Su Nanzhi to be so eloquent.
"You...you are slandering me!"
Su Nanzhi shrugged, "Then you can ask the Public Security Bureau experts to identify the notes in the notebook."
Although she said this to Cao Leshan, her eyes were looking at Qin Lie.
Qin Lie pursed his lips tightly. He knew best how this notebook was "found".
But now is the critical moment, the more we cannot panic.
He suddenly said, "Su Nanzhi, you don't trust Captain Cao's ability. Even if you go to the Public Security Bureau, it will only buy you a little time. You should cooperate actively, and then you can strive for leniency."
When Cao Leshan heard this, he instantly felt more confident and nodded in agreement.
"Su Nanzhi, please confess quickly and stop adding to our workload."
Su Nanzhi sneered, "Captain Cao, it seems you're quite busy with your work. You even think reasonable doubts are a waste of time. It seems like this Revolutionary Committee is your one-man show, all about criticism and no listening."
Cao Leshan's face turned pale and blue, and he was extremely angry. He slammed the table and said, "Then call the Public Security Bureau. Then I will make you die with a sincere heart."
A hint of panic flashed in Qin Lie's eyes. Although Qin Youliang was very confident in his ability to forge handwriting, Qin Lie always felt a little uneasy.
But before he could speak, Ge Shengnan, who was standing behind Su Nanzhi, had already left the interrogation room before everyone else and went to the Public Security Bureau to look for someone.
After Cao Leshan finished speaking, he saw Su Nanzhi's calm face, and then saw Qin Lie's frowning face, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Qin Lie?" Cao Leshan's voice was dry and slightly shaken, even though he himself didn't notice it. "What's wrong with you?"
Qin Lie shuddered when his name was called. He churned his throat and shook his head, but his eyes remained fixed on the notebook on the table.
Bet or not, there is a chance that the notebook will be discovered to be a forgery.
If they succeed, Su Nanzhi and the Su family will never have a chance to recover.
If he fails, he is completely finished.
He lowered his head to look at his left leg. His life had already hit a low point, how could it fail any more? Only if Su Nanzhi got into trouble could he vent the anger in his heart.
"Captain Cao, this is Su Minglang's notebook that my father kept. How could it be fake?"
Qin Lie's voice suddenly became calm, temporarily calming Cao Leshan's panic.
Su Nanzhi looked at Qin Lie, a hint of sarcasm flashing in her eyes.
She didn't believe that her father would do such a thing as betraying the country, and now that Qin Lie had fabricated such a handle, don't blame her for taking advantage of him when the time comes.
Ge Shengnan quickly called the people from the Public Security Bureau to the Revolutionary Committee.
Although the person from the Public Security Bureau was not the Sister Kong that Su Nanzhi was familiar with, Su Nanzhi also knew her.
However, both sides tacitly pretended not to be familiar with each other.
In addition to several public security comrades in uniform, there was also an old man in a Zhongshan suit.
"Captain Cao, I heard you need our handwriting identification?"
The leading public security comrade looked at Su Nanzhi, and then asked Cao Leshan.
Cao Leshan nodded, his expression somewhat impatient as he said, "Complete the identification as soon as possible so that the bad guys can be tried earlier and receive the punishment they deserve."
The leading public security officer's eyes flashed with disgust, and he didn't want to waste any more time talking to him. He turned around and respectfully said to the old man in the Zhongshan suit behind him, "Teacher Sun, thank you for your help."
Teacher Sun waved his hand with a smile on his face, "It's not a big deal to serve the people."
As he spoke, he walked to the table, picked up the notebook, and opened it. He couldn't help but admire it in his heart. The handwriting of the owner of the notebook was vigorous and powerful, and the structure was symmetrical and neat, like a pine or cypress standing upright, exuding a sense of clarity and dignity. Although he didn't see the owner's appearance, he could imagine the owner's style.
It's just that such a good word is used to write such a bad thing.
"Teacher Sun, does the handwriting identification need to be compared with another one?"
Su Nanzhi's voice broke the silence in the room.
Teacher Sun nodded, put down the notes, and looked at Captain Cao. "To identify the owner of the notes more accurately, we need more of that person's handwriting for comparison. The more, the more accurate."
Cao Leshan was a little displeased. "He's been dead for so many years. Where can we find his handwriting?"
He became more and more certain that Su Nanzhi was looking for a handwriting expert just to delay time.
Fortunately, in addition to giving him this notebook, the Qin family also gave him several letters written by Su Minglang.
He took it out of the document bag and threw it on the table.
"There are a few more here, take a look!"
Teacher Sun frowned a little unhappy with his attitude, but he was good-tempered and said nothing. He just lowered his head, took out a magnifying glass and carefully compared the envelope with the notes in the notebook.
Handwriting confirmation sounds simple, but it takes a lot of time and effort.
Just when Cao Leshan was about to report his victory, Teacher Sun finally put down the magnifying glass in his hand.
“It was written by the same person.”
Hearing this, Qin Lie, who had been holding his head in anxiety, breathed a sigh of relief. This time, God was on his side. He looked at Su Nanzhi beside him with a proud look.
"Su Nanzhi, you're about to die, and you still don't confess?"
Su Nanzhi couldn't help rolling her eyes. Just as she was about to speak, a voice came from outside the door.
"I want to see who dares to say that Su Nanzhi is guilty."
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