Chapter 28: The Viper Murder Case (7) Nothing can be said...
After lunch, Sang Luo took a short rest and then began the afternoon interrogation. The first person brought into the interrogation room was Nie Yu, the number one suspect in Sang Luo's eyes.
Originally, after his explanation, Sang Luo's suspicion of him had eased, but after his show-like jump into the river last night, she began to doubt this man again.
Nie Yu sat listlessly behind the table, his eyes bloodshot, and it was obvious that he didn't sleep much last night. After Xie Ling'er persuaded him for a few words, he reluctantly cheered up and cooperated with the police's interrogation.
"You said that the house you live in is always leaking, but we went to investigate on your roof and found no cracks or holes. What's going on?" Sang Luo asked.
Nie Yu spread his hands helplessly: "Of course it's because I patched up the roof. It's not a big deal if it keeps leaking!"
"When was it repaired?" Sang Luo asked immediately.
Nie Yu recalled: "About... a year ago."
Sang Luo twirled the pen in his hand: "One year ago, when Fu Ainong fell off the roof?"
"Yes," Nie Yu nodded. "After sending him to the hospital, I remembered that it was time to repair our roof. It would be too late to repair it during the rainy season. So I bought two bags of sealing powder, mixed it with water to make mud, and applied it on the roof."
"Before you repaired the roof, there were cracks and holes in your roof?" Sang Luo confirmed with him.
Nie Yu nodded again: "Yes, this house was already very run-down when we moved in. It leaked every time it rained, and our family lived a miserable life, especially in the first year after we moved in. My wife and I would sometimes be woken up by the rain in the middle of the night when we slept in the bed."
"That is to say, the hole in the roof is right in front of your bed," Sang Luo thought about it and felt that it was necessary to talk about this matter. "That time when Fu Ainong broke his leg, do you think he really went up there to repair the roof?"
Hearing this, Nie Yu's face instantly turned red, and he stammered, "Well, I don't know how to say this. Actually... Actually, ever since I moved in, I always felt that someone was watching me, especially when my wife and I were having sex..."
"What's even weirder is that every night, we always hear footsteps on our roof. Every time I go out, I can't see anyone. My wife comforts me and says it's a rat, but how can there be such a big rat in the world? This rat must weigh at least 80 kilograms!"
Sang Luo understood: "So, you actually know what's going on."
Nie Yu sighed, "I guessed it. It must have been done by the old man next door. He stayed up late at night and climbed onto the roof to spy on us. The reason I couldn't catch him was that he always hid behind the roof and I couldn't see him from the alley."
"I was holding my breath, thinking that one day I would catch him in the act. On the night when the incident happened, I heard footsteps again. I knew my chance had come, so I immediately put on my clothes and rushed out. The old man was trying to hide in a hurry, but he accidentally slipped and fell off the roof."
"Even though he did something like that, it was a life after all, so I still sent him to the hospital. I didn't tell anyone about it afterwards, I just patched up the hole in the roof quietly. As soon as the hole was patched up, the footsteps disappeared."
The hole in the roof had been patched up a year ago, so it was impossible for the snake to enter through the roof. Sang Luo casually drew a line on his notes and ruled out one possibility.
Xie Ling'er asked, "Does your wife lock the door when she goes out to the toilet?"
Nie Yu said, "Of course she would! Not to mention going to the toilet, even if she only went out for ten seconds, she would lock the door. Officer, think about it, with someone like that living next door, can we not lock the door? What's more, the child is still at home!"
"By the way, to protect ourselves from the old man next door, we also changed the lock we bought a year ago. It will automatically lock as long as we close the door. If you don't believe me, you can try it!"
"Does your wife usually open the windows for ventilation?" Xie Ling'er asked again.
Nie Yu shook his head: "Officer, opening windows also depends on the season. It's so late and there are children at home, why would she open the window?"
Xie Ling'er showed disappointment on her face. Her "door and window theory" was ruled out and the case was at a stalemate again.
Sang Luo checked Nie Yu's activities on the day of the incident again, and found that they were exactly the same as what he had said before. She didn't find any problems, so she ended the interrogation of Nie Yu.
The next person to enter the interrogation room was Fu Ainong. When Fu Ainong saw Sang Luo and the others, his mouth was watering. He pointed at the two and said:
"Hey, two female officers, the police are so nice to me."
Sang Luo reminded him coldly: "Don't forget that you are still suspected of murder. If it is confirmed that you are the murderer, the police will treat you better. Not only will you be given a single room, but you will also be given a last meal before execution!"
Upon hearing this, Fu Ainong instantly became honest. He sat up straight and said sincerely, "Officer, ask me whatever you ask. I will tell you everything. I am really not a murderer!"
Sang Luo picked up the pen and said, "You used to often climb up to Nie Yu's roof to spy, right?"
Fu Ainong's eyes rolled, and he wanted to deny it at first, since there would be no evidence for such a thing anyway. But when he thought about what he had just said, he decided to admit it. Being a voyeur is better than being a murderer.
"Yes, officer, I was wrong. I have low morals and I am lustful, but I didn't kill anyone!"
Sang Luo quickly recorded: "That means you have the ability to climb onto the roof, and you are very familiar with Nie Yu's house, right?"
Fu Ainong panicked and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, officer, my leg was injured! After all, I am old, and that injury left me with sequelae. The doctor said that I can no longer do climbing movements. As long as I do this, my legs will be very painful. If you don't believe me, just look--"
As Fu Ainong spoke, he demonstrated it in front of them. He stretched out his legs and made a climbing motion. He instantly grimaced in pain, but Sang Luo did not believe it. After all, all this could be pretended. Who knew whether he was really in pain or not.
"We will go to the hospital to verify this matter later," Sang Luo wrote on the paper, "You are very familiar with Nie Yu's house. Do you admit this?"
Fu Ainong said reluctantly, "I... am familiar with them, officer. You know, I don't have any other hobbies except peeking. Others have wives, but I don't. What's wrong with me taking a look? So, the little I know about Nie Yu's house is from peeking. I have never been in there. They guard against me like a thief. I can't get in even if I want to..."
Sang Luo stretched out his hand: "Stop, I'm not asking you these questions. I'm asking you, do you know where the hole is in Nie Yu's house?"
"Hole?" Fu Ainong thought for a moment and chuckled. "No, at least not on my side. Since I broke my leg, I can't climb onto the roof, so I wanted to find another way to peek at them. I searched the entire wall, but couldn't find any gaps or holes. Hehe, to be honest, I actually thought about making a hole in the wall myself, but I was afraid that the man next door would come over and beat me up, so I didn't dare to do it."
After Fu Ainong finished speaking, he added slyly, "Of course, I only know about the wall on my side, but not about other things. Don't they have a neighbor next door? Officer, don't just investigate me, investigate him too!"
"The police have their own arrangements. There is no need for you to give orders!" Sang Luo waved his hand coldly and ended the interrogation.
The last people to enter the interrogation room were Zheng Wutong's family. Up to now, the police knew the least about them. Of course, as Xie Ling'er said, this family was respectable and well-off, with a high income, and seemed to have the least motive to commit the crime.
Sang Luo interrogated Zheng Wutong first. This man was particularly irritable today and seemed to be angry with Sang Luo all the time. He entered the interrogation room and pointed at Sang Luo before Sang Luo could speak:
"Officer, aren't you wasting my time? You should know that I'm a special-grade teacher. Four classes in the entire grade are waiting for my teaching! They are all in their third year of high school and will soon take the college entrance examination. Why did you call me here at such a critical moment? Oh, it really delays things!"
"We called you here to ask you to cooperate with us in investigating the case of He Taohua and her daughter next door." Sang Luo said calmly.
Zheng Wutong was still very angry: "Yes, I know someone died next door. Didn't you ask me last time? I've said everything I can say. Our family has no connection with this woman! She is a housewife with children. She only does laundry and cooking at home every day. I am a special teacher. I go out early and come back late every day. I am very busy. We can't see each other once a month. What can I know?"
"Please be patient," Sang Luo tapped the table lightly with his hand. "If this is your attitude, I'm sorry, we can only take up a little more of your time."
Hearing this, Zheng Wutong sighed helplessly and sat down: "Okay, ask whatever you want to ask quickly, my children are still waiting for me to go back to class, and the college entrance examination is coming soon!"
Xie Ling'er didn't understand: "Wait, it's November now, and the college entrance examination is in July next year, there are still several months!"
Zheng Wutong slammed the table and shouted, "That's why I'm nervous! There are only a few months left before the college entrance examination. If you were a parent of a student, wouldn't you be nervous?"
"Okay, okay," Xie Ling'er gave in, "I won't argue with you anymore."
"Mr. Zheng, are you particularly fond of cleanliness?" Sang Luo asked this question first.
Zheng Wutong nodded as a matter of course: "Yes, isn't being clean the most basic thing in life? Anyone who doesn't like cleanliness is simply not worthy of being a human being!"
"So..." Sang Luo changed the subject, "Is Fu Ainong, who lives in No. 8, a human being in your eyes?"
Zheng Wutong curled his lips in disdain: "Him? Ha ha, he is worse than pigs and dogs! He ruined a good house like a pigsty. When his parents were alive, there were people to clean for him. Later, his parents passed away, and he just lived like a pig!"
"You can't stand him being so sloppy." Sang Luo said in a casual tone.
Zheng Wutong nodded: "Yes, I feel sick when I think of him! If he were my student, I would immediately suspend his classes and order him to go home and correct himself. He can come back when he has cleaned up his act!"
"Why don't you move away?" Sang Luo asked.
"I want to, too! But the biggest problem is that this house in Chuncha Lane is hard to sell," Zheng Wutong began to complain. "If we move out, we have to sell this house. We have found several buyers before, but when they saw a slob living nearby, they left without saying a word and didn't consider buying a house at all. Just tell me, my good house has become a dead debt!"
"Fu Ainong's existence has caused your house to be unsaleable," Sang Luo nodded thoughtfully, "Do you hate him?"
Zheng Wutong gnashed his teeth in anger: "Hate, of course I hate! How could I run into such a lunatic? All lunatics in the world deserve to die! I just hope that the mental hospital can find this lunatic as soon as possible and drive over to take him away, or that God will open his eyes one day and let him die of illness at home. That way I will feel much more at ease!"
"If God continues to be blind," Sang Luo asked slowly, "will you do it yourself?"
"Ah..." Zheng Wutong seemed to be startled, "What are you talking about? You don't think I did this, do you? Police comrade, I am a special teacher, I have a clear mind and can tell the difference between reality and fantasy. When I said I hope he dies, it's just a thought. How could I do it myself?"
"Think about it..." He counted his resume on his fingers, "I am a special-grade teacher. I have been teaching for half my life. I have many students all over the world. I get a high salary every month. I have a happy family and my son is promising. He will be admitted to Beijing University in the future. I have such good conditions. Why would I kill someone for a piece of trash like him?"
"Wow," Xie Ling'er exclaimed, "Your son is going to Beijing University? That's amazing. In a small place like Baiyun County, only one or two people can get in each year, right?"
Upon hearing this, Zheng Wutong couldn't stop smiling. He nodded proudly, "That's right. Think about it. I'm a special-grade teacher, and my wife is also a special-grade teacher. How can the son we teach be bad? I'm not bragging, he will definitely be admitted to this Capital University!"
Sang Luo pretended to ask about Zheng Longmen's situation casually: "Ah, I remember your son is in his third year of high school. His academic performance must be very good, right?"
Zheng Wutong smiled even more happily: "Needless to say? He is always number one in the grade!"
Seeing that Zheng Wutong's mood had improved, Sang Luo finally asked the main question: "Mr. Zheng, you said that your family was in high school on the day of the incident. Can anyone testify for you?"
Zheng Wutong waved his hand and said, "Of course I did. I had almost a full class that day, walking back and forth between several classes. So many students attended my classes, and they can all testify for me! As for my wife, she also spent half of her time in class and the other half in the office grading homework. My colleagues can testify for her that she and I definitely did not go home, so don't worry!"
"As for my son, he is in school and his classmates can testify for him. He is already a senior in high school. If he dares to skip classes, his mother and I will be the first to disagree!"
"Okay, we will go to the school to verify. One last question -" Sang Luo asked the question, "Is there a hole in the wall between your house and He Taohua's house?"
"Hole?" Zheng Wutong looked puzzled. "Comrade police officer, I don't know what you are talking about. Our house is clean and there are no rats. How could there be a hole?"
Sang Luo didn't say anything and ended the interrogation. The next person to enter the interrogation room was Zheng Wutong's wife Li Xiujuan. Sang Luo asked her the same question, and her answer was similar to Zheng Wutong's. She had never known there was a hole.
After Li Xiujuan left, Sang Luo let out a long sigh: "Huh, what they said just now was exactly the same, even the tone and expression were the same."
Xie Ling'er said, "After all, they are an old couple. After so many years, it is normal for them to look like each other. Besides, they are both teachers. You know, teachers speak with a special energy, and people can tell their profession as soon as they hear them."
"That's not what I'm talking about," Sang Luo waved his hand. "I think these two people colluded with each other. They had already discussed what to say before coming here. This family must be hiding something."
Zheng Longmen, who came in later, immediately confirmed Sang Luo's guess. He sat listlessly on a chair in the interrogation room. Sang Luo began to ask about his personal information: "Zheng Longmen, what are the two characters in your name?"
Zheng Longmen sighed: "It's the Dragon Gate where the carp leaps over the dragon gate."
Sang Luo asked again: "You are a senior in high school this year, so you should be eighteen years old, right?"
Zheng Longmen suddenly frowned, hesitated for a few seconds, and then said: "...Yes."
"Studying is stressful, right?" Sang Luo still started with casual chatting.
Zheng Longmen covered his face and said tiredly: "Yes, it's very big."
Seeing that he was so quiet, Sang Luo found a topic to open his mouth: "At your age, do you have a girl you like in school?"
Zheng Longmen suddenly froze, his whole body seemed to be electrocuted, and he didn't speak for a long time. Xie Ling'er was a little scared: "Is it another case of respiratory alkali poisoning?"
She was about to go forward to check, but Zheng Longmen came back to his senses and shook his head: "No, no, I didn't. We are at the age where we should study and shouldn't do these things."
Sang Luo gave up chatting with him and got straight to the point: "Were you at school all day on the 31st?"
"Yes, that's right." Zheng Longmen lowered his head, not daring to look at Sang Luo.
"You should know that the hostess next door is dead. Do you know her? What is your relationship with her?" Sang Luo asked.
Zheng Longmen shook his head repeatedly: "I don't know him, it doesn't matter, we haven't even said hello to each other before."
Sang Luo: "Is there a hole in the wall between your house and hers?"
Zheng Longmen immediately said: "No! Don't ask me! I don't know anything!"
Sang Luo asked a few more questions later, but Zheng Longmen maintained the same attitude. Seeing that he could not get anything out of him, Sang Luo had to end the interrogation.
Now there were only two of them in the interrogation room. Xie Ling'er sighed, "This boy is eighteen years old after all, why does he talk like he's six? Is it because his parents dote on him too much?"
"No," Sang Luo shook his head, "It's not that his language expression ability is poor, but someone has taught him not to say anything. I'm sure that Zheng Wutong's family must be hiding some secrets."
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