"Teacher Song, we found Hu Zi." Zhang Dashan pushed the door open.
Song Qingyun stood up and said, "Director Zhang, you can just call me Xiao Song."
"That won't work. Everyone calls me Teacher Song, and I can't leave the group." Zhang Dashan said with a smile.
Song Qingyun liked Zhang Dashan's personality very much and didn't bother to be polite with him.
"Do you want me to go to the interrogation?"
Zhang Dashan nodded and said, "I thought I'd let Jiang Chuan and the others learn more from you."
Song Qingyun: Interrogating with six people is indeed quite a big deal.
"Hu Zi is a man known for his loyalty. He is also a seasoned man and difficult to interrogate. I thought these young people would learn more from you." Zhang Dashan explained, fearing that Song Qingyun would be unwilling.
"Okay." Song Qingyun responded.
Jiang Chuan and the others were eager to try their best to perform well in front of Song Qingyun.
Before interrogation.
Song Qingyun looked at the autopsy report and relevant witness testimonies.
He also held a small meeting with Jiang Chuan and others.
"When I'm interrogating you, don't make any noise. Pay attention to his eyes, nose, the corners of his mouth, his ears, and his body movements, such as his fingers, wrists, legs, and toes."
"Okay, Teacher Song." Several people responded obediently.
interrogation room.
Song Qingyun walked in front.
She sat down, and Jiang Chuan and Lin Sheng sat on either side of her.
The other three sat in the clerk's seats.
"Oh, you take me very seriously. There are so many people here, I feel like I'm being watched." Hu Zi said with a smile.
A face full of provocation and arrogance.
Song Qingyun's eyes fell on his face, "Why, you feel guilty before it even starts?"
Hu Zi scoffed lightly, "Why should I feel guilty? I haven't done anything recently and I've been very law-abiding. So what? The police are watching me even when I'm sleeping at home?"
"The police don't care about your sleeping, but they do care about murder." Song Qingyun remained calm and his tone was neither hurried nor slow.
Hu Zi leaned back in his chair, tilted his head and looked at Song Qingyun, his tone lightly provocative, "This beautiful police officer, this is the first time I see you, you are not from our Municipal Bureau, otherwise, how could I not remember you if you are so beautiful."
Jiang Chuan and Lin Sheng were furious when they saw that Hu Zi dared to speak to Song Qingyun in such a tone.
However, Song Qingyun had told them in advance that they could not make any noise, so the two of them suppressed their anger.
The other three were in the same boat, all so angry that they wanted to beat someone up.
Song Qingyun chuckled, "If I were you, I would think carefully now to see if there was anything left at the crime scene."
Hu Zi's breath was choked, and he began to recall uncontrollably. Although he tried hard to control his expression, he still froze for a moment.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Then guess why we arrested you?" Song Qingyun asked.
"How should I know why you arrested me? I have no control over the police's affairs, but I am cooperating with them," said Hu Zi.
Song Qingyun looked at his bruised face and said, "Cooperate, try to escape, and then be beaten and brought back?"
"I'm not afraid that someone will impersonate our police. Many people don't like me. This is my instinct to protect myself and not commit a crime." Hu Zi returned to his nonchalant look at the beginning.
He had prepared himself mentally and made sure that he had not left anything at the scene.
"You should have recalled it carefully and made sure that you didn't leave anything at the scene." Song Qingyun's crisp voice broke Hu Zi's inner peace.
Hu Zi's breathing quickened slightly. Who is this person? Why does she seem to know what I'm thinking?
"Are you curious about how I know what you are thinking?" Song Qingyun had a smile in his eyes.
If not, one of them was handcuffed to the interrogation chair and the other was sitting behind the interrogation table, it would really be like a chat between good friends.
"I don't know what you are talking about. Why are you talking nonsense during the police interrogation?" The smile on Hu Zi's face was a little stiff.
"If you are curious, you can ask." Song Qingyun remained calm.
Hu Zi's inner anxiety seemed to be ignited by her calmness.
"I'm not curious! I don't want to know anything! I want to go home, why are you arresting me without any evidence?" Hu Zi shouted loudly.
Jiang Chuan and Lin Sheng almost stood up and yelled back, but then they saw Song Qingyun leaning back on the chair.
The voice was neither hurried nor slow, and even the tone was smooth.
"How does it feel to kill a helpless woman and a three-year-old child?"
"I didn't kill anyone, don't try to frame me. You're a bunch of losers. You can't solve the case, so you just want to find someone to take the blame!"
"I'm telling you, don't even think about it. I didn't kill anyone. I didn't kill anyone. I don't admit it!"
Hu Zi roared angrily and stared at Song Qingyun as if he wanted to strangle her to death.
"You're looking at me like that. Do you want to strangle me to death like you did to Xiaohui, or do you want to smash my head on the ground like you did to Yuanbao?"
"How does it feel to watch a woman slowly die in your hands?"
"Especially a woman you're quite familiar with, someone you've eaten her cooking, and even stayed at her house when you had nowhere else to go."
"Yuanbao kept calling you Uncle Huzi, and he hugged your thighs, begging you not to strangle his mother. What did you do?"
"You picked him up and threw him hard to the ground!"
"Such a small and soft child, won't you dream about him?"
"Did he ask you why, Uncle Huzi?"
"Ah! I didn't mean it! I didn't want to kill Yuanbao! I just wanted to kill that fickle woman!" Hu Zi collapsed and roared.
Jiangchuan and the other four widened their eyes. Just... did he admit it?
After Hu Zi finished roaring, he covered his face and started crying.
"Yuanbao, Yuanbao..."
Song Qingyun sat back in his chair with an indifferent expression. Jiang Chuan and Lin Sheng glanced at Song Qingyun secretly.
I can't see anything...
The two of them quickly withdrew their gazes and continued to observe Hu Zi.
Hu Zi cried for a long time before he calmed down.
"Yuejin, get a basin of water and let him wash his face." Song Qingyun said.
"Yes." Wu Yuejin immediately got up and fetched a basin of water.
Hu Zi washed himself clean and sat on the chair. He also regained his composure.
"Tell me about it." Song Qingyun said calmly.
Hu Zi licked his lips and said, "I want to drink some water."
Song Qingyun glanced sideways.
Lin Sheng immediately handed over the teacup in front of him.
Hu Zi drank it all in one gulp, then he exhaled heavily, as if he had suddenly unloaded a heavy burden and accepted his fate.
"Yuanbao's death was an accident. I just shook him off. I didn't pick him up and throw him to the ground. I'm not a human anymore, and I won't..."
"You won't harm your own son, right?" Song Qingyun added.
Hu Zi's eyes widened, "You, you..."
"We have much more information than you think." Song Qingyun looked at him, "So, don't lie to me."
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