How can someone instigate a murderer to get away with it?
What kind of interrogation is this? It's completely against the rules.
An Xin understood this principle, and so did Zhang Biao.
Li Xiang, who was standing to the side, was also sweating. Hearing this, a thought flashed through his mind, and he added, "Yes, it's impossible to clear your name of suspicion in a murder case."
Upon hearing this, An Xin immediately turned around and stared at Li Xiang.
Upon hearing this, the burly man's face immediately changed. He glared at An Xin and angrily said, "You think you can trick me into saying anything? Hah, no way! Just shoot me already, hurry up and beg for death!"
The interrogation failed!
The big man's mental defenses had already collapsed, and he was about to tell everything, but unexpectedly, he encountered two terrible teammates, Zhang Biao and Li Xiang.
An Xin was so angry he wanted to curse, but Zhang Biao and Li Xiang were doing it for his own good, afraid he would make a mistake.
Even at this point, An Xin never doubted his good brother Li Xiang.
The interrogation failed, and the three men left the ward.
It was already past 1 a.m.
Standing at the top of the stairs, Zhang Biao lit a cigarette and said, "It's already good enough that we caught one. Let the other one go. Anyway, we prevented a shooting in time and didn't make a big fuss. We can still report back. Why be so serious?"
An Xin glared at him: "Three bodyguards and a driver died, those are human lives! Why take it so seriously? What do you do for a living?"
Zhang Biao was also a little annoyed, saying, "That's not what we want to see either, An Xin. We serve the people, but we're not saviors! We also have families and need to make a living..."
It was already so late, and he was able to stay up until now entirely thanks to his willpower.
Besides, there's no overtime pay these days; it's all voluntary.
An Xin retorted sarcastically, "Is it your wife calling to urge you this time, or is it your daughter who can't sleep without you?"
Hearing this, Zhang Biao couldn't contain his emotions any longer and exploded, saying, "What do you mean by that? I was on the day shift today, and because of what you said, I led the team to keep watch all day, and then worked overtime until now, a full 15 hours. I'm a human being, not a machine! You think you're so great, that you're everyone's savior, but can you stop morally blackmailing us? You bastard, you don't have a family, but I'm different, I have a wife and kids!"
"What did you say?"
The two started arguing, and it looked like they were about to come to blows.
Li Xiang quickly tried to smooth things over, pulling the two aside and saying, "Alright, alright, Zhang Biao is indeed tired today. You should go back and rest. I'll keep an eye on things here. An Xin just has this bad temper; when he's investigating a case, he doesn't care about anyone, not even his own family."
"It's all because of the spoiled attitude from above!"
Zhang Biao said angrily, then turned and left.
From both a moral and logical standpoint, Zhang Biao is not wrong. He is conscientious at work, but after get off work, he also needs to consider the feelings of his family, unlike An Xin, who is a bachelor and doesn't care what time he goes home.
Moreover, my wife has been complaining a lot lately. She's been working overtime every day, and her salary is so low.
“You know, if they don’t talk, the case isn’t progressing, and you can’t take your anger out on Zhang Biao. He’s been working really hard, running around arresting people and going through the motions,” Li Xiang said after Zhang Biao left.
An Xin frowned and said, "I just can't stand his nonchalant attitude. If he's not willing to take risks, what kind of policeman is he?"
After saying that, An Xin turned and left.
"Where are you going?" Li Xiang asked as he caught up with him.
An Xin stopped and turned around, saying, "I want to interrogate him again. This time, let me interrogate him alone. I think you shouldn't go in."
Li Xiang looked anxious, his mind racing. He said, "That won't do! There are regulations that require someone to be present during interrogations. Fine, I'll just not say a word for a while, okay?"
"Um."
The two entered the ward again, closed the door, and An Xin walked up to the big man with a grin.
This time, however, the big man just scoffed softly and completely ignored him.
"Hehe, why are you still angry?"
An Xin said with a grin, "I did lie to you just now, I was in a hurry to get a confession, but I'm not wrong about one thing: every case has a principal offender and an accomplice. Look at these photos, judging from the bullet marks at the scene, the driver and the bodyguard were both killed by you. Your little brother, if he hasn't committed any major crimes before, no matter how many years he gets, at least his life can be saved. See for yourself!"
As he spoke, An Xin took out a stack of photos from the evidence bag next to him. The photos showed the extremely gruesome deaths of several bodyguards and drivers.
The big man was initially unwilling to pay attention, but upon hearing this, he couldn't help but glance at him, and then his expression became conflicted.
An Xin knew it was working, and quickly said, "You decide for yourself. I'll give you a minute to think about it. If you really don't want to say, that's fine too. However, your brother might leave before you."
After saying that, An Xin stopped talking nonsense, put away the evidence bag, turned around and sat down in the chair, and stopped asking questions.
Li Xiang, who was standing to the side, tried to speak several times, but was stopped by An Xin's gaze.
A minute felt like an eternity. Finally, the burly man lying on the bed couldn't help but move his chapped lips and say, "Could something really have happened to my brother?"
"It's obvious that the later it gets, the more dangerous it becomes. They might have already started killing people to cover it up. If you're still hesitating, then wait until I collect the body tomorrow and bring you photos. If you want to leave, then go!"
An Xin, employing a strategy of retreat as a means of advancement, waved his hand and said.
"I'm willing to talk!"
The burly man finally lost his temper and gritted his teeth, saying, "My name is Wang Dayong, and my younger brother is..."
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