Yang Zhi realized that his thoughts had gone astray, and immediately reacted. He coughed twice, then sat on the chair and began to interrogate the man: "What's your name?"
"Roscoe!" The man was very cooperative at this time and answered every question.
Yang Zhi continued to ask, "Why did you go to Santang Street? You admit that you were involved in a murder case and have killed someone. Answer me honestly, is the murder case on Santang Street related to you?"
Yang Zhi's voice became increasingly harsh. This was the technique of interrogation. It was necessary to put psychological pressure on the person being interrogated so that they would tell the truth out of panic and fear.
When the man heard this, he suddenly fell silent and didn't speak for a long time. Yang Zhi slammed the table again. The man trembled in fear, and then suddenly laughed wildly.
"Hahaha, that's right, it was me. I was the one who killed the three people inside. Come on, kill me too. One life in exchange for three lives, I'm the winner!" After laughing, the man admitted it very straightforwardly.
He also explained the reason why he killed the three people. It was because the male owner of that family had bullied and ridiculed him, and he was full of resentment, so he brutally killed the entire family.
At this point in the interrogation, everything should have been clear. This man was undoubtedly the murderer, but Yang Zhi and Long Xiangtian did not believe the man's statement.
Firstly, from the moment this man appeared, everything about him was suspicious. He did not leave any trace at all. Moreover, it was impossible for a man who could even hack into the surveillance cameras to go back to the crime scene to check just because he was worried, and it was even more impossible for him to be caught by Lao Li by accident.
So this man must be cheating, but what is his purpose in doing so? What good does it do him
Yang Zhi wanted to continue asking, but suddenly the man's whole body twitched, his hands were shaking, the handcuffs clanged against the iron bars, his veins bulged, his feet kept shaking and rubbing on the ground, his expression was painful.
Yang Zhi and Long Xiangtian were both stunned by this scene, but Long Xiangtian reacted quickly and asked Yang Zhi to remove the handcuffs and send him to the hospital. However, as soon as they loosened the handcuffs, the man kicked his feet and became motionless.
Long Xiangtian reached out and touched the back of his neck. His fingers began to tremble. After a while, he said, "He's dead!"
Yang Zhi held his forehead with both hands and knelt on the ground, with a sad and painful look on his face: "He's dead, the clue is broken again, ah..." He screamed loudly, obviously stimulated by the man's death. They were about to get a clue, but the man was dead.
Long Xiangtian looked at Yang Zhi but did not comfort him. Now he needed to adjust his state by himself. He glanced at the man's facial expression and pupils, then quietly got up and went to the door to ask the police officer outside to call a drug enforcement expert over.
An experienced veteran team member soon arrived and after looking at the man's condition when he died, he concluded that he had died of a drug addiction attack, which coincided with Long Xiangtian's idea.
Yang Zhi and Long Xiangtian returned to the office and sat opposite each other in silence. The atmosphere was very depressing. Both of them felt heavy in their hearts because of the complexity of the matter and the death of the man just now.
In Yang Zhengwei's office, he had also received the news. He was sitting on a swivel office chair, turning left and right. He was not at all the calm and honest person he was usually in the eyes of others, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After a while, he finally got through an internal phone, which led to Yang Zhi's office. Yang Zhi was originally staring out the window in a daze, and when he heard the phone ringing, he took a deep breath and answered it.
"Hello, Captain!" Yang Zhi held the receiver in his left hand and supported his right hand on the table, listening to the person on the other side giving orders. When Long Xiangtian heard his name, he instantly concentrated and stared at Yang Zhi closely.
"Yang Zhi, I heard that you have caught the murderer. You are getting better and better. You caught the real murderer so quickly. You really lived up to my expectations. Don't worry, I will definitely ask for credit for you. You also need to keep working hard!"
The captain on the other end of the phone directly praised and affirmed Yang Zhi, without giving him a chance to refute.
"Captain, the case hasn't been fully investigated yet, how can you make such a hasty decision?" Yang Zhi's tone was full of disbelief.
"Hey, didn't that guy admit that he was the murderer? Now this matter is spreading like wildfire outside. We must give an explanation to the outside world as soon as possible, otherwise everyone will lose confidence in us!"
Yang Zhi opened his mouth several times and tried to say something, but Yang Zhengwei on the other end of the phone always interrupted him at the critical moment, so Yang Zhi couldn't say anything until Yang Zhengwei laughed and hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Long Xiangtian asked quickly when he saw that Yang Zhi looked unhappy. He had only heard a general idea.
"The captain just told me to close the case and determine that man is the murderer!" Yang Zhi leaned back in his chair, frowned and said what Yang Zhengwei meant, looking a little helpless and angry.
"This case cannot be closed at all. There are suspicious points everywhere. The man also died in an unclear way. How can we close the case when there are so many unclear points?"
Long Xiangtian was not too surprised. He had always suspected that Yang Zhengwei must know something about this matter and was eager to help the murderer cover it up.
"You should believe me this time. Yang Zhengwei is really suspicious. Apart from other things, Xue Anping hasn't shown up for such a long time, but he didn't give any explanation."
"Long Xiangtian, maybe you are right, Captain, there have been too many abnormal things recently..." A voice suddenly came from Yang Zhengwei's office computer. Yang Zhengwei's hand paused, then he sighed, as if he was quite regretful.
When it was time to get off work, Yang Zhi just left the police station and saw Yang Zhengwei secretly making a phone call, looking around as if he was afraid of being discovered. Yang Zhi quickly hid aside.
After a while, Yang Zhengwei hung up the phone and got into a black Land Rover parked on the side of the road.
Yang Zhi felt strange and followed in his car. In order to avoid being discovered, he kept a long distance but not too far away.
Yang Zhi thought that all his actions were carried out without Yang Zhengwei's knowledge, but he didn't know that all this was just a trap set by Yang Zhengwei. The trap began when Yang Zhi left the house.
The two cars drove one after the other around the entire city center, and finally the black Land Rover stopped in front of a small teahouse. Yang Zhi watched from a distance and quickly stopped the car.
Yang Zhi followed Yang Zhengwei all the way inside and saw Yang Zhengwei sitting down at a table in the corner. Opposite him was a man wearing black clothes and a black sun hat with the brim pulled down so low that his face could not be seen at all.
Yang Zhi picked a table nearby and sat down with his back to Yang Zhengwei, holding a newspaper in his hand and pretending to read. There was a large potted plant between the two tables, which just blocked Yang Zhi's figure.