There are not many people who can give Wang Qian advice.
There are many people who hate Jiang Mingxin and Xing Haodong.
Tomb robbers, relatives of Zhou Jing and Zhou Kui, and so on, all hated them to the core.
First bring her down, then attack Xing Haodong with both hands, and bring him down by using the issue of an affair between a man and a woman. This seems to be a common tactic in a certain circle.
Jiang Mingxin pinched and rubbed his knuckles hard.
She had to stay sober and not be controlled by boundless anger.
Because her current situation not only concerns herself, but also Xing Haodong.
Wang Qian's death obviously touched the nerves of some people.
They were already wary of Xing Haodong and worried that the Anti-Smuggling Bureau would target them next, so they took this opportunity to put crazy pressure on the Criminal Police Team, hoping that Captain Zheng could cut the Gordian knot, quickly get her confession, and convict her.
The best proof of this is the swarm of newspaper reporters who flocked to the scene.
Once this matter is reported and a public opinion war is launched, Xing Haodong's position will be unstable.
Jiang Mingxin couldn't hold him back at this time.
But this also means that they cannot stand in the same camp at this time.
Regardless of whether what Xing Haodong said was objective and reasonable, as long as it was beneficial to her, he would be accused of favoritism and abuse of power.
What can we do to break the deadlock?
Jiang Mingxin closed his eyes and went over all the plans in his mind.
Around six o'clock in the evening, Xing Haodong arrived exhausted.
Without even taking a sip of tea, he proposed to interrogate Jiang Mingxin together with Captain Zheng.
"Director Xing can only assist in the trial, not preside over it. I hope you can understand this."
"Of course, Captain Zheng, let's get started."
They walked into the interrogation room and sat in front of Jiang Mingxin.
Before sitting down, Xing Haodong put his left hand close to the seam of his trousers and made a gesture that only the two of them understood.
When Jiang Mingxin saw this, she immediately pursed her lips and lifted up the loose hair on the right side of her temple.
Then, the two of them looked up and exchanged glances in tacit understanding, confirming each other's intentions.
"Jiang Mingxin, you should be calm now, right? Please give the police an explanation for Wang Qian's death now. Reporters from TV stations and newspapers are still waiting downstairs and want a result. Avoiding the problem won't solve it."
Captain Zheng went straight to the point, skipping all the clichés and nonsense and focusing on being straightforward.
Jiang Mingxin raised his face and said expressionlessly, "Suicide or being pushed down the stairs? The marks on the balcony railing should be different. Why can't your investigators distinguish them?"
In the late 1980s, China's criminal investigation technology was generally backward.
The level of trace inspection is also quite limited.
The onlookers also had no awareness of protecting the scene.
After Jiang Mingxin left, several of Wang Qian's neighbors entered the house out of curiosity.
There were not only many footprints at the scene, but also some handprints, which made the police's investigation work very difficult.
Captain Zheng said sullenly, "I'm asking you this now, not you! Is it so difficult for me to tell you the truth?"
"It's not difficult, but I'm telling the truth, will you believe it?"
Jiang Mingxin swept his face with a clear gaze, landing on Xing Haodong's face. "Director Xing is here too, how rare! Why, are you here to persuade me to plead guilty, too?"
Xing Haodong shook his head, his voice low and full of struggle: "No, I believe you."
Jiang Mingxin sneered, "You hesitated... Actually, you didn't believe me, right? You said that just to lower my guard."
"But since you rushed back from Beijing, I can tell you the truth. I didn't push Wang Qian down the stairs, nor did I force her to death. She jumped down on her own."
Captain Zheng stared into her eyes and asked, "So, she committed suicide by jumping off the building?"
"right."
"How can you prove this?"
Jiang Mingxin glanced back at him coldly. "Whoever questions it must provide evidence. Captain Zheng has been working in criminal investigation for so many years, don't you understand such a simple principle?"
"I'm looking for clues through your answer!" Captain Zheng was so angry that the veins on his neck bulged. He picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.
Xing Haodong said seriously, "Comrade Jiang Mingxin, please cooperate with the investigation and answer Captain Zheng's questions."
Jiang Mingxin's eyes were filled with resentment.
"Haven't I already cooperated? Wang Qian tried to kill me with a bomb, but she jumped off the building in front of me. She was trying to frame me with her own death!"
"Why did she want to frame you with her own death?" Captain Zheng asked.
Jiang Mingxin rolled his eyes impatiently. "Isn't this obvious? I played a huge role in the downfall of the Zhou criminal group. It's only natural that Wang Qian hates me for this."
"As a woman, she couldn't retaliate against the police, so she had no choice but to attack me, a vulnerable person. She wanted to vent her anger even if she died."
Captain Zheng stared in thought. On the one hand, he felt that what she said made sense, but on the other hand, he remained skeptical.
After all, handling a case requires evidence.
"What did you and Wang Qian say before you jumped off the building?"
"She admitted in person that she made the bomb, and then... nothing happened."
Captain Zheng had nothing more to ask. He asked the recorder to give Jiang Mingxin's confession to her for signature, and then turned to look at Xing Haodong.
"Director Xing, do you have anything else to ask?"
Xing Haodong looked at Jiang Mingxin steadily, as if he was confronting her with his eyes.
Suddenly, he sighed: "Can you assure me that every word you just said is true?"
Jiang Mingxin was instantly enraged and almost stood up.
"What do you mean? Xing Haodong, if it weren't for me, would you have been able to dismantle the tomb-robbing gang so easily? What, now that you've taken the position of Director of the Anti-Smuggling Bureau, you want to burn your bridges?"
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