Chapter 210 It's Not Her
Jia Xihua, who had worked at Dapeng Horticulture Company for seven or eight years, was taken into the interrogation room.
She has a large burn scar on her cheek and neck, her hair is sparse, and she wears a baseball cap all year round. She covers her face tightly with a mask and buttons her clothes collar tightly, trying to cover the scar.
Faced with the arrival of the police, Jia Xihua was so nervous that her whole body was shaking and her legs were weak. If Feng Xiaoyu hadn't supported her, she would have collapsed to the ground and would not have been able to walk.
Seeing Jia Xihua like this, Xia Mufan's eyes dimmed slightly. How could someone who could become the liaison chief of human traffickers be such a cowardly person?
Even when she was sitting in the interrogation chair, Jia Xihua was still so nervous that her whole body was shaking. She didn't dare to look up at anyone. She kept her head down, as if she wanted to fall to the ground, as if that would allow her to avoid everything.
Faced with Gong Weiguo's routine inquiries about her identity, Jia Xihua was as tiny as a mosquito and had to prick up her ears and listen carefully to hear what she said clearly.
"Name?"
"Jia Xihua."
"age?"
"Thirty-three."
"Are you married?"
"W-what?"
Gong Weiguo changed the question: "Are you married?"
Jia Xihua finally reacted: "He was married, but...he fell ill ten years ago and died of the illness."
As he grows older, Gong Weiguo's personality has become much more stable. When faced with Jia Xihua, who was so nervous that she stuttered, he did not lose his temper, but slowed down his speech and asked questions patiently.
Perhaps sensing the policeman's gentleness, Jia Xihua's trembling body gradually calmed down, her stuttering also improved, and she confessed her basic situation.
Jia Xihua was born in a farming family. The burns on her face and neck were old injuries caused by a fire in her home when she was thirteen years old. The scars were hideous and horrific, which made Jia Xihua's childhood full of pain and also caused her to have an inferiority complex and an introverted personality. At the age of nineteen, she was introduced to Wu Youfu from the same village and married him. After marriage, she went to the city to work with her husband. She gave birth to a boy, but unfortunately the boy died young.
Her husband passed away ten years ago. She has been single ever since then, living alone in a rented house near the company and leading a simple life. She is very good at planting and maintaining green plants and fruit trees. Although she is ugly, the company boss trusts her very much and assigns her more than a dozen daily gardening maintenance tasks in the villa area in the east of the city.
Because her work requires gardening tools and equipment, she usually drives the company's old white truck to the east side of the city. She has no husband or children, and she feeds the whole family. She rarely interacts with her colleagues. For her, getting paid and working hard are the focus of her life.
Seeing that she answered all her questions without hiding anything, Gong Weiguo was also full of doubts.
Sister Hua, who abuses animals and sells children, is actually such an honest single woman? However, all this may be superficial. Gong Weiguo calmed himself down and turned his gaze towards Xia Muchan.
Xia Mufan stared at Jia Xihua and asked, "Where is your hometown?"
Jia Xihua gave an address, which was a remote mountainous area in northern Hunan Province.
Xia Mushige continued to ask: "What is your ranking in the family?"
"I, I am the youngest in the family." Jia Xihua twisted her fingers together, her knuckles turning white. If this nervousness was fake, then she was really a good actor.
Xia Mufan and Feng Xiaoyu exchanged glances.
According to Feng Xiaoyu's criminal psychology analysis, Sister Hua is the eldest daughter in the family, but Jia Xihua is the youngest, so they do not meet the requirements.
Feng Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel shaken and began to doubt herself. After all, the criminal psychology analysis she has been studying is a theory introduced from abroad. Isn't it incompatible with the national conditions of our country? Otherwise, why would this "Sister Hua" in front of me be so different?
High IQ, good at socializing;
Birth order is early, mostly the eldest daughter;
Married and sexually capable;
Crime scenes are fluid and changeable.
Of the four points I summarized, it seems that only the "married" one corresponds to the answer, while the others do not.
Jia Xihua is introverted, not good at speaking and refuses to interact with others.
She is the youngest daughter in the family and has an older brother and an older sister.
She has been single for ten years, living alone and has no boyfriend.
As for the crime scene...the place where the cats were tortured and the dogs were buried was near the Tieshan Reservoir, very close to her workplace. This also does not correspond to Feng Xiaoyu's analysis. Logically speaking, since Sister Hua acted cautiously and had a car, she should have dragged the bodies to a place far away from the east side of the city after killing the cats and dogs and disposed of them.
Xia Mufan placed a photo in front of Jia Xihua and asked, "Did you catch this cat?"
When Jia Xihua saw the cat that had been burnt to charcoal, her pupils shrank and she broke out in a cold sweat. She shook her head desperately without saying a word.
Xia Mufan raised his voice: "You tied up the puppy Lingling that Liangliang had raised for three years with gardening straps and buried it alive in the grass at the construction site, right?"
Hearing the word "Liangliang", Jia Xihua became obviously uneasy. Her eyes wandered and she didn't dare to look Xia Mufan in the eye.
Xia Mufan slammed the table heavily and said, "Tell me the truth! Why did you kill the wild cat? Why did you bury the puppy alive?"
Jia Xihua swallowed her saliva and tried to find her voice again: "Comrade, I just killed two little beasts, do I have to go to jail for this?"
The act of cruelty to animals is shameful and hateful, but it is not serious enough to be classified as a criminal case. Generally, the police station will criticize and educate the person and then detain him for a few days. Although Jia Xihua has admitted to the crime of cruelty to small animals, this is not enough for the Special Operations Department.
Xia Mufan continued to watch Jia Xihua's every move: "Do you know Cai Yutie?"
Jia Xihua was stunned for a moment, then shook her head blankly: "I don't know him."
Gong Weiguo shouted at the side: "You asked him to call and threaten the police, have you forgotten?"
Jia Xihua hurriedly shook her head: "No, no, no, I don't have the courage to do that. I don't know any Cai Yutie, and I didn't ask him to call."
Xia Mufan asked: "Does the name Sister Hua sound familiar to you?"
Jia Xihua became increasingly confused. She looked up at Xia Mufan with fear in her eyes: "Who is Sister Hua? I don't recognize her."
Gong Weiguo sneered: "Why are you pretending to be confused? When hearing the name Sister Hua, which of my friends in the underworld wouldn't be respectful?"
At this point in the interrogation, Jia Xihua felt as if a net had covered her tightly, strangling her to the point where she couldn't breathe. The name the police said was so unfamiliar, and their eyes were so sharp. Are they going to... fabricate some crime to put her in jail?
When she thought of this possibility, Jia Xihua's heartbeat quickened, and she eagerly defended herself: "I am not Sister Hua! Although there is a word Hua in my name, others call me Sister Jia or Xiao Jia, and my family calls me Xihua. I really don't know who Sister Hua is."
Jia Xihua flatly denied that she was Sister Hua, which was within everyone's expectations.
Sister Hua would never admit that she was the liaison chief of human traffickers, nor would she admit to the crime of child trafficking. After all, killing a kitten or puppy is not a criminal offense, but trafficking children will result in jail time.
Xia Mufan pushed a tape recorder forward to the table and asked Jia Xihua to say the following sentence: "Send the bag to the bamboo forest in the northwest corner of the panda house in the zoo, and then make this call."
Jia Xihua did as she was told.
Her voice was deep and a little rough because of the burns.
Xia Mufan took out the tape and handed it to Gong Weiguo.
Gong Weiguo nodded and walked out with the tape. Twenty minutes later, Gong Weiguo returned to the interrogation room and whispered softly in Xia Mufan's ear: "It's not her."
Cai Yutie had never seen Sister Hua, but he had a deep memory of her voice, so after capturing Jia Xihua, Xia Mufan had someone bring him over.
After listening to the voice on the tape, Cai Yutie shook his head without hesitation: "It's not her. Sister Hua's voice is not that rough, and her accent is not quite the same." Jia Xihua is from northern Hunan, and the Mandarin she speaks inevitably has a local accent, but Sister Hua's Mandarin is relatively standard.
Xia Mufan said "hmm" and decided to adjust the direction of the interrogation.
Jia Xihua is not Sister Hua, but she must have some connection with Sister Hua. If we follow the clues, we may be able to find Sister Hua hiding behind the crowd.
Xia Mushige asked: "Why did you catch a wild cat near the reservoir? Why did you burn it to death?"
Jia Xihua kept her head down nervously, watching the police's movements with the corner of her eyes. When she heard Xia Mufan's question, her body shook unconsciously, and she closed her lips tightly without saying a word.
Xia Mufan narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice: "Jia Xihua, answer my question honestly!"
The atmosphere in the interrogation room suddenly became serious. Jia Xihua felt heavy psychological pressure and stammered, "No one talks to me. They all think I'm ugly. Even those little beasts grimaced when they saw me. I was annoyed and thought killing a few small animals was nothing."
Feng Xiaoyu, who was in charge of taking the statement, paused slightly when he heard this. Arson is usually motivated by venting anger and is a crime committed by weak people who lack self-confidence. Some say: arson may be the most serious crime that a stupid and weak person can commit. The reason why Jia Xihua chose to pour gasoline on the cat's corpse and then burn it was because it was a kind of psychological catharsis after long-term depression, living alone, and lack of communication with others.
Xia Mufan asked again: "Why did you bury Lingling alive?"
Jia Xihua raised her head quickly and glanced at Xia Mufan. "Xiuzhen, the nanny in Building 11, Area B, is a good person. She doesn't mind my ugliness. She talks to me, hands me tools, and pours me water. She has said more than once that the dog loves to bark, bite, and guard its food. She was almost bitten when she changed the dog's food once, but Zhong Yinghong just said lightly, be careful next time."
As she spoke, Jia Xihua's speech speed became faster and faster, and her emotions became more and more excited: "Not only does Zhong Yinghong dress herself up beautifully every day, she also buys imported dog food, dog toys, and dog snacks for the dog, and sends it to the pet store for grooming every week. It's just an animal, why does it live a more luxurious life than humans? Liangliang treats it like a treasure, hugging and kissing it as soon as he comes home, even more than he treats his parents. I don't like that dog, so when Liangliang comes home to walk the dog in the dark, I secretly take the dog into the car, tie up its hands, feet and mouth, and bury it."
A hint of excitement flashed in Jia Xihua's eyes. Her scar began to heat up and her facial muscles twisted a little. "Doesn't that little thing like to bark? I buried it in a pit and covered it with soil little by little. It opened its big eyes and wanted to bark, but its mouth was tied up, so it could only struggle desperately, making a whining sound in its throat. At that time, I felt so happy."
Xia Mufan clenched his fists, finding something strange in her words: "Do you know Zhong Yinghong? Do you like Liangliang very much?"
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