Death Photo Gallery (9)

Meng Siqi continued to ask questions according to the strategy he had formulated: "After Hu Dingxiang arrived at the photo studio, she asked to take an artistic photo. You accepted the deposit and asked her to write down her home address, right?"

"right."

"After Hu Dingxiang entered the dressing room, she sat on the chair in front of the dressing table, and you poured her a glass of warm water, right?"

Jin Yaming hesitated for a moment. He raised his eyes and glanced at Meng Siqi. There was some disdain in his eyes. Perhaps he thought Meng Siqi was just describing her own experience today. He said slowly, "Yes."

"At this time, you looked at Hu Dingxiang in the mirror and thought she was different from other girls. She was very suitable for the Lolita death style. You recommended her to change to a different style, but Hu Dingxiang did not agree. So you promised her a reward of 50 yuan. Although Hu Dingxiang hesitated, she still agreed to you reluctantly. Am I right?"

Jin Yaming looked at her steadily, as if trying to read the capacity of her brain, and he nodded slowly again.

"You told Hu Dingxiang that drinking some water beforehand would moisturize her lips and help with makeup. Hu Dingxiang drank the warm water you poured for her, but after a while, she felt a little dizzy, or her reaction was a little slow."

"Wait a minute." Jin Yaming's expression changed slightly, and he corrected her anxiously, "She didn't show the symptoms you described. She was very conscious throughout the whole process."

Meng Siqi knew it, because she brought the glass of water back to the bureau, and the technical department checked it and it was indeed clean water. She just wanted to stimulate Jin Yaming's emotions, so she nodded, "Okay. Next, you take out the makeup box and officially put makeup on Hu Dingxiang. You ask her to close her eyes and slowly wipe her face with a wet towel. You start from the right side of her face..."

When Meng Siqi asked, not only Zhao Leiting and Tang Xiaochuan, but also Han Changlin and Feng Shaomin were at a loss.

Han Changlin tilted his neck, feeling that something was wrong with this routine. It was the first time he had seen the interrogator describe the criminal activities of the suspect in such detail. However, he did not need to interrupt the interrogation, as he was still looking forward to the results of the interrogation.

"...You pick up the eyeshadow pencil and paint her eyes. This is the finishing touch of the death makeup. First, you paint her right eye, because this is just a test for her. You don't want to move when painting the right eye. You deliberately let Hu Dingxiang relax and enter the state you set. After the right eye is painted, you start to paint the left eye..."

When Meng Siqi was describing this part, Han Changlin suddenly noticed that Jin Yaming's expression had changed. If he had been nonchalant before, his eyes were obviously evasive now, and his face was somewhat uneasy. But he seemed to be controlling that uneasiness.

Meng Siqi's tone suddenly quickened. "When you paint the left eye, your arm goes around her right shoulder, because you know that when you do this, you can easily insert the eyeshadow pencil into her body..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jin Yaming suddenly retorted loudly.

"Why are you so anxious!" Meng Siqi's voice was louder than his, instantly drowning out Jin Yaming's voice.

The air seemed to be filled with solidified, tense gas. Everyone was holding their breath in an unnatural concentration. Meng Siqi said loudly, "When Hu Dingxiang closed her eyelids and waited for you to paint her eyes, you quickly took off the sleeve of the eyeshadow pencil, revealing a silver knife..."

Jin Yaming's breathing was obviously getting heavier, and his body shook briefly and barely perceptibly. Meng Siqi saw everything that happened next. "You knew you couldn't stab her throat because that would affect your art exhibition, so you stabbed the knife into her heart..."

Meng Siqi put the pen against his chest as if he was pressing it hard against his chest.

At this moment, Jin Yaming's shoulders trembled slightly.

But he seemed to be aware of his loss of composure, and his tense nerves tried to control himself, so that his face looked extremely stiff.

"Look, this is the place!"

She was not pressing against the chest, but with half of her palm tilted. A knife inserted into that position would be fatal.

That day, Jin Yaming really made a mistake. His expression started to get out of control. He suddenly and involuntarily entered a state of high tension and the last layer of psychological defense, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Hu Dingxiang was in great pain. She struggled hard and shouted for help. You were tall and strong, and you covered her mouth with your hands. You twisted her head backwards and stabbed her heart with a knife! You cut hard, using all your strength. Warm, bright blood was gushing out along her white shirt..."

Meng Siqi held the pen tightly and rotated it hard over his heart. The force was just like Jin Yaming's never-ending cruelty that day.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You have no evidence at all?" Jin Yaming's tone was excited, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Evidence, this is your evidence!" Meng Siqi pushed the prepared evidence "eye shadow pencil" and the test report into his eyes. "Look, the blood stains on the eye shadow pencil are a perfect match with the blood sample Hu Dingxiang left in the hospital! Jin Yaming, you killed Hu Dingxiang! You killed her!"

Meng Siqi's voice was trembling when she said this, and her emotions were somewhat out of control. That was her true reaction. She remembered that this morning, Jin Yaming had used the same old trick to kill her with an eye shadow pencil, and she was still frightened.

Hu Dingxiang must have been very scared that day. She was at the hands of the devil and she wanted to escape, but she was weak and could not escape his clutches at all. At that moment, she must have been desperate and in pain!

Tang Xiaochuan's hand that was taking notes had stopped for a while. Like Zhao Leiting, he was already immersed in the murder scene created by Meng Siqi. It was filled with blood, like hell. The murderer had a hideous and terrifying face. In front of him, she was like a defenseless lamb, being slaughtered at will. The young girl's life ended just like that!

Han Changlin also held his breath instinctively. He expected Jin Yaming to confess. The possibility that Jin Yaming was the murderer was very high. However, he also discovered a small problem with Meng Siqi. At this time, she used her real emotions. It was not good to shock the suspect at the most critical moment. However, he always remained calm because Meng Siqi did much better than he thought.

Feng Shaomin also remained calm. He expected Jin Yaming to plead guilty. This was indeed the most critical moment. According to convention, the suspect had lost control of his emotions, and when the physical evidence was overwhelming, he would inevitably discard the last layer of armor.

The most worrying thing is that the suspect's psychological defense is extremely high. If Jin Yaming suddenly denies and delays at this time, then all the preparations will come to nothing, and the murder scene constructed by Meng Siqi will also disappear.

"I didn't, I didn't." Jin Yaming trembled and began to refute.

The thing Feng Shaomin least wanted to happen still happened, and he was also worried that once Jin Yaming became calm, he would deny, fight back, and erase it with all kinds of reasons, and he would not plead guilty. Once he picked up his rationality, he would definitely identify the loopholes in the physical evidence.

Meng Siqi had a feeling of trying her best. She used up all her strength, but all she got was a negative response from Jin Yaming.

If this physical evidence cannot make him surrender, it will be extremely difficult to make him surrender voluntarily.

Logically speaking, Jin Yaming's mental defenses were at their weakest at this moment, and he was completely unaware of the loopholes in the physical evidence. At this moment, if he was provoked a little more, he would definitely collapse completely and confess immediately.

However, Meng Siqi did not expect that Jin Yaming's defenses were so high, and because of the tight time schedule, she did not have time to make more thorough preparations.

She really tried her best. To create the murder scene, she mobilized all her cells and emotions, as if she was experiencing Hu Dingxiang's world in person and feeling Hu Dingxiang's pain again. Her eyes were already sore and her body felt like it was about to collapse.

The scene suddenly fell into silence, leaving only Jin Yaming's "mad talk" as he tried to evade the blame and deny it.

Meng Siqi couldn't give up, because she was the only one who was 100% sure that the murderer was Jin Yaming. If he failed this time, he would definitely build a stronger psychological defense, and perhaps he would escape the law forever.

Meng Siqi's brain was making rapid associations. In this world, if there was one thing or one person that Jin Yaming cared about, it might be only her... She might be able to stimulate Jin Yaming at his last and most vulnerable psychological defense line.

No matter what the result is, she has to give it a try. She controlled her emotions, spoke in a low voice, and made an attempt: "Jin Yaming, all the evidence is here, and the law is long and unstoppable! You think you can escape the punishment of the law! Don't be delusional! Your girlfriend Song Xinran came to visit you today, and I can see how disappointed she is in you. Be honest and save the last bit of dignity for yourself and the one you love!"

"..." Jin Yaming's uneasy and frightened expression changed. His originally stiff and pale cheeks spasmed briefly, and his eyes were red. "You said Xin Ran came to see me? What did she say?"

"What she said is so important?" Meng Siqi found that Jin Yaming really cared about Song Xinran, and she hesitated whether to convey Song Xinran's words truthfully.

"Tell me! What did she say?" Jin Yaming was trying to grab a straw, trying to crawl back from the brink of death.

Meng Siqi thought about it and didn't want to make up a lie. Maybe it would be more reliable to tell the truth. She said slowly: "She asked me to tell you that she is waiting for you at home, so you can rest assured."

After Meng Siqi said this, Han Changlin felt something was wrong, because if the suspect was given some psychological comfort, his psychological defenses might gradually recover. Although he had this worry, he still wanted to wait.

"Ha, ha..." Jin Yaming felt a sense of relief as if he had walked out of a solid thorn fortress. His expression began to relax a little, not as tense and frightened as before.

He seemed to be laughing: "This will all end eventually... Yes, you are right, I was the one who killed Hu Dingxiang, I killed her with my own hands!"

He seemed to be smiling, but he was lying on the chair and sobbing quietly.

Everyone was surprised and excited, and Jin Yaming finally confessed.

Zhao Lei Ting couldn't help but turn his head to look at Meng Siqi. He suddenly felt that her interrogation just now made his back tingle!

Meng Siqi took a breath. All this seemed to confirm what she was thinking. Jin Yaming loved Song Xinran deeply. When she went to investigate for the first time, she saw Song Xinran walking back to the photo studio, and Jin Yaming held her hand with a humble look on his face. The second time, Song Xinran said she would give her a discount, and Jin Yaming obeyed her orders for fear of making a mistake. And when Jin Yaming was arrested, there was guilt in his eyes when he faced Song Xinran, and he was reluctant when he was pushed into the police car.

She had repeatedly doubted Jin Yaming's real reason for going to KTV to do those things. Was he really going there to "prostitute"? He was clearly in love with Song Xinran, so how could he betray his girlfriend?

The only possibility was that he wanted to give Song Xinran a happy life. He wanted to make more money. He secretly did those things just for Song Xinran.

She was not wrong, he loved Song Xinran too much, so he would save himself the last bit of self-respect and he would plead guilty!

Jin Yaming was left crying in the interrogation room. After a few minutes, Director Han Lin said sternly, "Tell me, Jin Yaming, why did you kill Hu Dingxiang? What happened that day?"

Jin Yaming held his head as if he was still immersed in grief, and he didn't speak a word. But everyone was waiting, and after a few minutes, he finally spoke: "It's because of the art exhibition."

Han Changlin asked: "Art exhibition? Didn't you agree on that photo? Why did you still want to kill her?"

Jin Yaming sighed: "She agreed at first, but halfway through her makeup, she suddenly said she didn't want to shoot anymore..."

Meng Siqi clearly saw the murderous intent in his eyes when he said this. He slowly raised his chin and looked at Meng Siqi, as if to prove something to her. He said forcefully: "I like her so much. She is really suitable for my Lolita death photo. She is the perfect candidate. I value art more than life. I can't let her go. If she leaves, my art will end..."

He spoke so forcefully and with a kind of madness, as if he was talking to Meng Siqi.

Meng Siqi felt suffocated. He seemed to be telling her that she was actually the perfect candidate for one of his art projects!

These words also made Zhao Lei Ting feel a chill. Jin Yaming was different from those who committed crimes for money, interests or love and hate. He would never stop. He only had what he called art in his bones. For this, he would do anything, even human life. In his eyes, human life was like grass.

Jin Yaming said that when Hu Dingxiang came to his house to take photos that day, he fell in love with her at first sight. She was the last piece of the puzzle in his art exhibition, and also the most important one.

But when she was halfway through putting on her makeup, Hu Dingxiang looked at herself in the mirror and became frightened. She asked to leave, and Jin Yaming had no choice but to offer a large sum of money to buy her back again.

Hu Dingxiang was hesitant, but after his repeated persuasion, she reluctantly agreed. Although she sat back at the dressing table, she was not content and kept asking to finish it quickly.

While applying eye shadow, Hu Dingxiang cooperated by closing her eyes, but her hands kept grabbing the hem of her clothes, expressing her reluctance.

Jin Yaming was worried that she would ruin his plan, so he decided to kill her.

After the eye shadow pencil pierced her heart, he covered her mouth tightly and pressed her into the chair. Soon, she lost her ability to struggle and breathe.

Jin Yaming said that he was scared, but he was more excited and nervous in his heart. He helped her sit on the chair with trembling hands and put on makeup for her again. At that time, she seemed to have stopped in time. She was very obedient and let him do whatever he wanted.

After finishing her makeup, he took off her clothes, wiped off the blood, and changed into the Lolita dress he had prepared long ago.

When all this was done, Jin Yaming sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a camera in his hand, looking at his carefully designed work, and he laughed crazily.

He was thinking that he could finally take the most beautiful photos in the world for her as he pleased, photos that would belong to him alone.

Meng Siqi's heart was filled with sighs. She didn't expect that Jin Yaming would also express such a sense of separation and excitement when describing all this, as if he had returned to that day, the day he called the "birth of the artwork."

This was not over yet. Jin Yaming told her about his subsequent procedures. Taking the key from Hu Dingxiang and the address she left behind, he successfully opened her door and found some useful things, such as information about Hu Dingxiang's company and hometown address. Finally, he took away some items that girls must bring when going out, and also took away her ID card.

After destroying all of this, he used his talent to imitate Hu Dingxiang's handwriting and left a note for Hu Dingxiang's landlord, and also sent letters to his company and his parents in his hometown.

This is all very familiar to him!

"Jin Yaming!" Han Changlin shouted, "Where is Hu Dingxiang's body?"

The dull and heavy air was filled with a hint of vitality due to Han Changlin's roar.

Jin Yaming said: "I threw it into the river while swimming upstream."

Meng Siqi didn't know much about Su Jiang, but when the others heard it, they all felt confused.

Sujiang is a river that flows through Jinyang City. Because it is connected to the Yangtze River, and possibly due to climate reasons, it flows upstream for a period of time every year, so it is also called Sujiang. This river is long and wide, and there have been many cases in the past where criminals dumped corpses and the bodies could not be found.

In the past, once a body was thrown into the river, the case would become difficult to solve. But in this case, at least the murderer has been brought to justice.

Walking out of the interrogation room, everyone was in heavy emotions. Han Changlin ordered: "Old Feng, take Jin Yaming to identify the scene where the body was dumped tomorrow." Although the body might not be found, the complete chain of evidence must be completed.

"Got it, Korean team." Feng Shaomin nodded, and then he instructed Tang Xiaochuan and Zhao Leiting, "Xiaochuan, Xiaozhao, and... Xiaomeng, come with me tomorrow."

"good."

On the way back to the office, Feng Shaomin deliberately observed Meng Siqi's mood. In fact, he was a little worried. He thought Meng Siqi's description of the interrogation today was too detailed, especially the description of the knife stabbing into his chest.

He thought that Meng Siqi might have experienced a similar incident in the photo studio, but he just "escaped death". Meng Siqi took other people's feelings into consideration and did not speak out. After thinking it over, he decided to hide this worry for the time being.

When Han Changlin returned to the office, he stopped halfway while taking the cup to wash it. He lifted the cup, pointed at Zhao Leiting and Meng Siqi, and shouted, "I am very satisfied with the interrogation. I will make up for it. I will record this merit for you."

Zhao Leiting said with a smile: "Team Korea, you have to give me credit for this. Meng Siqi is a great contributor today."

"You are just poor at talking, right? I am blind and can't see clearly, right?" Han Changlin laughed and retorted, and specifically pointed out, "Xiao Meng's performance this time was the best!"

At this moment, the atmosphere in the office became relaxed and lively, and Tang Xiaochuan also smiled and agreed.

Feng Shaomin, whose face was always filled with resentment, couldn't help but look over here, appearing relieved.

Meng Siqi looked at everyone's reactions. She felt heavy in her heart. She still felt a little pain from being poked in the chest. Now she felt relieved and said, "Captain Han, thank you for the red flower."

Han Changlin paused for a moment, probably wondering what the big red flower meant, then he understood and smiled: "Okay, big red flower, big red flower is good. I also hope my daughter can get a big red flower to impress her father."

Zhao Lei Ting shouted: "That's a must, Korean team. Everyone knows that you have excellent genes!"

Han Changlin went out with the cup, and a voice came back: "You've flattered enough, Zhao Leiting!"