At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the Nancheng Bureau, everyone was still busy, and Fu Linjiang came over from outside, "Team Song, Ma Minghui brought it here."
The case has come to this point, and it has reached the most critical point. Sometimes it will be difficult to recover, or it may be dark. The whole trial process is like a game. No matter right or wrong, you will get more information. Unlike the previous inquiries about love, Ma Minghui was brought in directly as a suspect. No longer hide and tuck, you can go straight to the topic.
The police station's interrogation room is covered with blue soundproof walls. There are only tables, chairs, benches and a lamp in the entire space, which looks clean and depressing. Ma Minghui had been brought into the interrogation room, Song Wen took Fu Linjiang and Lu Siyu to the observation room separated by a wall, where there was a large single-sided glass, through which the suspect's movements and expressions could be seen. This side cannot be seen indoors.
Zhu Xiao handed Song Wen the detailed information about Ma Minghui and the bank transfer record just called up. Song Wen took it and said, "Don't give him water, let him dry for 20 minutes." Then he turned around and explained to Lu Siyu, "Right now, interrogation cannot be corporal punishment, nor can you induce confessions to deceive, so you must pay more attention to psychological skills. You can't lure him. , but if you can cheat him, you must pay attention to control the rhythm at all times. Put yourself in the active position.”
As time went by, Ma Minghui in the interrogation room obviously became impatient. Since he was still uncertain about his crime, he did not restrict his personal freedom, but only took away all his personal belongings. Ma Minghui paced the room for a few minutes. , knocked on the door.
Naturally, no one cared about him.
Then Ma Minghui rubbed his hands helplessly and sat back again. Several criminal policemen were watching him in the observation room separated by a wall. This man looked in his twenties, about 1.8 meters tall, with dyed brown hair, wheat complexion and slightly long bangs. Pretty neat.
Song Wen looked at the various materials attentively, compared several pieces of paper, and pointed with his finger: "There is indeed a problem here." Fu Linjiang heard his words and came over, looking at a few bank slips.
Lin Zhenghua recently transferred 100,000 yuan from the lover's side, and successively withdrawn 200,000 yuan in cash. Now the various payment methods are so convenient, and the victim has not bought a house or a car, this large amount of withdrawal is indeed questionable, and in the end One withdrawal turned out to be 100,000 at a time at 7:10 p.m. on the day of the murder.
Song Wen looked at other evidence Zhu Xiao found. It was an anonymous email that the victim had received a month ago. There was an intimate photo of him and Ma Minghui in the private room of the bar. Then he opened Ma Minghui's most recent email. For the record, there are a few large purchases, and the bank accounts are also more than usual. Looking further forward, it seems that every once in a while, his account will add an ill-gotten wealth.
Fu Linjiang frowned: "Isn't this... Immortal Dance?" It's just that in the past, Immortal Dance was more used in the relationship between men and women. Now this relationship seems to be a variant of the traditional Immortal Dance.
Song Wen nodded and told Zhu Xiao: "Make a good video and audio record."
This time, Song Wen and Fu Linjiang were in charge of the interrogation work. Ma Minghui didn't pay attention to the sudden arrival of people, was startled by the sound of them opening the door, and raised his head in panic.
Song Wen glanced at him, sat opposite him, and pulled the stool forward.
Ma Minghui just woke up like a dream: "Officer, there must be some misunderstanding, I really don't know that Lin Zhenghua is dead, I really didn't do anything..."
However, Fu Linjiang ignored him, the always smiling old man raised his face and asked, "Name."
"I... I..." Ma Minghui wanted to say something more.
Song Wen repeated: "Name." Compared with Fu Linjiang, his tone was much stricter.
Only then did Ma Minghui faint, and stammered, "Ma... Ma Minghui."
"gender."
"male."
"age."
"twenty four."
"nationality."
"Chinese."
"Profession."
"Bartender."
"Cultural level."
"Graduated from high school… "
"What is the relationship between the victim and you?" The question finally got to the point.
"I… we just… occasionally get together."
"Be clear."
"Cohabitation, he spends his wallet to support me." Ma Minghui said the last few words, his voice was soft like a mosquito humming.
"How long have you known each other? How did you know each other?"
"It's been three months, I met at the bar where I work part-time."
"Have you seen Lin Zhenghua the night before yesterday?"
"I have seen."
"What time is it?"
"Seven o'clock..."
Song Wen raised his eyes: "Stop lying. The victim went to the bank to withdraw money after clocking in at 6:50 after get off work. It appeared on the bank surveillance at 7:10. During this period, you didn't meet."
There are several types of general suspects, some can't pry their mouths without saying a word, spit like a bamboo tube pouring beans, some are full of nonsense and can't ask a few truths, and there are ten truth clips. Those who lied half a sentence, Song Wen had experience in dealing with such people, and they had to find out the lies in their words as soon as possible, and they had to catch them. The more you hammer to death, the more cowardly the opponent will be.
"That's probably after... I can't remember the police officer... I rested that day, had a drink with my friends for dinner, and went back to sleep at seven o'clock, and then I was lifted out of bed by Lin Zhenghua and made a loud noise. Just took some things and left, made a phone call and went to sleep at a friend's house." Ma Minghui said hesitantly, the more it made people feel that there was a ghost. He wanted to blur the time, because he knew that after that, Lin Zhenghua was killed. The earlier the time, the less suspicious he would be, but it was his statement that made him more suspicious.
"Did you quarrel badly?"
"Um... who remembers..."
Fu Linjiang said: "That is, you have enough time to commit the crime."
Ma Minghui is still complaining: "That night between me and him is over, police officer, what I said is the truth, I don't dare to kill people, I'm very timid..."
Song Wen snorted: "I don't think you're brave at all. You asked someone to take ambiguous photos of yourself and Lin Zhenghua in a bar, and threatened him to send these pictures to his company, right?"
Although Lin Zhenghua is high-profile in the circle, because of his wife and son, he has been hiding better in the company. The first reaction to extortion is to use money to eliminate disasters.
They did not throw out these evidences at the beginning of the inquiries, they just waited for Ma Minghui to show his first flaws and then used these facts to overwhelm him.
"I don't have it, I don't know." Ma Minghui was still stubborn.
Song Wen combined the information, looked at him and said, "Even if it is cash withdrawals, the bank will have a currency number record. Should we take a gamble and see if the money in your wallet is exactly the same as the money Lin Zhenghua took out? ?"
After hearing these words, Ma Minghui's face faded under the light, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Come on, we have the evidence of your extortion and extortion Lin Zhenghua." Song Wen said here, tapped on the table with his finger, "The amount of extortion and extortion is huge, but it has been more than ten years. Now this murder case, you have The most suspect... and... "
At this point, Song Wen looked at Ma Minghui, and his eyes made Ma Minghui's back sweat.
"Are you a habitual offender of fairy dance? With your status as a bartender, you guys specially select married men who go to gay bars to start. Once you seduce someone, you will intervene as a male junior, and then threaten the victim. The matter is exposed. After you get the money, you make excuses to break up... "
Ma Minghui didn't expect those things to be clearly investigated by the police so quickly, and said in a trembling voice, "I recruited all the police officers, and the extortion was all done by my accomplice Guo Zi, this time... He took pictures of me and Lin Zhenghua. The photo was sent to his mailbox... He began to extort 200,000 yuan, and Lin Zhenghua gave it. Later, Guo Zi said that since this kid gave money so happily, he must not have cheated completely... He asked for another 100,000 yuan, but the murder really has nothing to do with me. ."
"What's Guo Zi's name?"
"It's called Guo Zi... I don't know how his parents got it for him."
In the observation room, Fu Linjiang raised his hand and made a gesture to Zhu Xiao who was outside. Zhu Xiao immediately understood and turned to the office to check the information of Guo Zi.
"The matter of you and your accomplices extorting him was discovered by Lin Zhenghua... So he drove home at night and went to the rented house to question you, and you killed him with a knife?" Fu Linjiang felt that he was getting closer and closer to this question. The truth of the matter.
"At that time... it's not wrong to take a knife, but I just frightened him. He scolded me a few times and asked me to pay back the money, but I didn't kill him..." Ma Minghui said, his pupils shrank leisurely, "By the way. ... Guo Zi... After I left there, maybe that kid was too angry and killed Lin Zhenghua... "
In order to wash himself out, Ma Minghui has already begun to choose to betray his companions. In the observation room, Lu Siyu crossed his arms and bit his nails, watching everything in the interrogation room.
Song Wen looked directly at Ma Minghui, what kind of Guo Zi, did he kill someone? Just because of the 300,000 yuan, they had already spent most of it. They were afraid that Lin Zhenghua would retaliate and ask them for money, so they simply killed Lin Zhenghua? He always felt that something was wrong.
In any case, the amount of extortion and extortion of these two people is relatively large, and what awaits them is probably the prison bars. Ma Minghui began to explain the details. Lao Jia knocked on the observation room and entered the door. There was only Lu Siyu in the observation room. Lao Jia looked at him and pouted, without any intention of talking to him, turned his head and knocked on the door of the interrogation room.
Before the confession was recorded, Song Wen couldn't turn away, and Fu Linjiang turned around and went out to the observation room with Lao Jia.
Only then did Lao Jia speak: "Deputy team, there is a woman outside, what is the name of love."
"Zhong Qing? Isn't that the victim's wife? What is she doing here?" Fu Linjiang still had an impression of the name Zhong Qing. When Lu Siyu heard Zhong Qing's name, he turned his head and looked at Lao Jia, but he wasn't too surprised that the person he had just met in the morning appeared here.
Lao Jia looked at Ma Minghui, who was crying and explaining the situation, and said with some doubts, "She turned herself in, what's the situation now?"