In the early morning of the fourth day of the incident, in the interrogation room, video equipment, table lamps, and record books had already been prepared.
Song Wen and Fu Linjiang sat down, and the woman opposite was middle-aged, with white hair and a little puffiness. This woman was the family member of the old man's body at the funeral home last night.
According to the information, Duan Sheng is a daughter of old age, and only got a daughter at the age of thirty-five. Now Duan Yunyun is fifty-two years old, and a husband has divorced and has brought a twenty-seven-year-old son. Now the youngest grandson has just More than a year old, this family can not be regarded as poor, but it is definitely not a wealthy family.
After Fu Linjiang asked for the detailed information, he cut to the chase: "Duan Yunyun, did you send your father to Luoxin Nursing Home?"
Duan Yunyun's face was full of doubts and confusion: "Comrade police, I don't know why you called me to the police station?" She was obviously not used to this place. Song Wen read a bit of restraint from her posture. This is also the general reaction of most people who come to the police station for questioning. On the phone before, they only said they wanted Duan Yunyun to assist in the investigation, but did not elaborate.
"We now ask you to assist in investigating related cases. Did you send your father to the nursing home?" Fu Linjiang repeated the question.
Duan Yunyun lowered her head and whispered: "I have to take care of my grandson at home, and the Luoxin Nursing Home has a good reputation. Sending him here is considered our filial piety as children." She said, straightening her arms Black cuffs on the top.
Fu Linjiang continued to ask: "Your father had some diseases before he died?"
Duan Yunyun nodded: "My father had severe diabetes and Alzheimer's disease before he died. He was already unconscious, and sometimes he couldn't even recognize his relatives. We have been actively treating him." After answering this question, she raised her head and asked again, "I still don't know, what's the matter with you calling me here."
Under the light, her eye bags looked a little old. Her fingers had been shaking slightly, uneasy.
Song Wen looked directly into the woman's eyes. This time, he changed his rhetoric. He flipped through the documents in front of him and pushed over an autopsy signature: "Your father may have died of murder. In order to investigate the true cause of your father's death, the consent of the family is required. , conduct an autopsy, please sign this autopsy book to cooperate with our work."
Duan Yunyun shuddered and became more flustered after Song Wen asked this question. Her fingers felt hot and she threw off the pen on the table: "I... I don't agree with the autopsy, my father is 87 years old. , is a normal death, there are many procedures and lists, why do you need to perform an autopsy?"
Fu Linjiang pointed to the case and said, "We just told you that your father might be murdered. I think, as a daughter of a father who has just died, you should question your father's death instead of rushing. Block dissection."
Song Wen also looked at the woman. She answered too anxiously, as if she had been guessing what the police would ask and what to say since she received the call from the police last night. Supposedly, it was a situation she was afraid of.
The woman lowered her head and whispered, "Anyway, my father is dead. For an old man of this age, does the cause of death still matter..." She seemed to be trying to explain her reaction just now, but it was getting darker and darker.
"Of course the cause of death is important, no matter how old you are, as long as it is an abnormal death, the police need to investigate." Fu Linjiang ruthlessly pointed out, "Your reaction makes me think that you have long been prepared for your father's death. "
"No matter what, the deceased is the greatest. I don't want my father's body to be dissected." Duan Yunyun gritted her teeth and said, "After working hard all my life, I don't even have a whole body."
Song Wen put away the information: "Generally speaking, an autopsy can only be carried out after the family members sign, but according to Article 129 of the latest Criminal Procedure Law, the public security organs have the right to decide on an autopsy and notify the family members of an abnormal death. If the family members do not sign, they will be deemed to have refused the autopsy, and all the responsibilities will be borne by the family members.”
Song Wen emphasized the words "family members" and spoke very slowly. He was sure that Duan Yunyun understood what he meant. Duan Yunyun seemed to have only reacted at this time, and her face turned pale again. Her performance just now revealed flaws.
Song Wen then changed the subject, "Before, the dean of Luoxin Nursing Home had a conversation with you, right?"
"That was just a normal communication about my father's condition."
"Then, you transferred the 30,000 yuan to the account of the nursing home."
"That's... that's my father's funeral provision."
"Have you been prepared for your father's death since then?"
"… He hasn't been doing well."
"So on the third day after that, your father died normally?" Song Wen asked a question. The timing is too coincidental.
Duan Yunyun nodded softly after a while, "Yes."
"Then can you explain where the 150,000 went?"
Duan Yunyun was silent.
"If the Luoxin Nursing Home injected your father, which caused his death, and told you before, and you refuse to cooperate with the police now... you will be an accomplice in the murder of your father." Song Wen's expression Getting more serious.
"What do you mean? You must have evidence for what the police say! I'm just cooperating with the investigation! You... how can you accuse me like this!" Duan Yunyun suddenly exploded, her eyes widened and she waved her hands, "How could I possibly Murder my father?"
Song Wen looked at her, as if he could see through her heart through the ribs: "Because he is seriously ill, you think he is a burden..."
Duan Yunyun gritted her teeth in resentment, "You... you people who don't have backache while standing and talking, do you know what it's like to have a sick old man at home? He can even call your name wrong, he changes He has become a strange monster who only eats, drinks, swears and beats people. He spends money, he spends a lot of money, he can't even control his own body, he has been incontinent, and needs to change several times a day Mat, it's no use talking to him repeatedly, his situation, filling my whole life into it is a bottomless pit! Even so, even so..." She lowered her head, tears in her eyes, and twisted her hands gradually. tight.
"So you killed your father?"
Duan Yunyun clenched her teeth even tighter, her eyes were wide open, her whole person was angry and sensitive, "No, I didn't! My father died of normal death!"
At this point in the conversation, Song Wen looked at the woman in front of him and said, "I wonder if your father would make the same choice when you were seriously ill?"
Hearing this sentence, Duan Yunyun's eyes moved suddenly. She remembered that she had a severe pneumonia when she was eight years old. Unwilling to treat her, it was her father who took her to hospital after hospital. They stayed in the hallway of the hospital. At that time, she had a high fever and was lying in her father's arms, covered with her father's coat. After a while, the father wiped her dry and cracked mouth with damp gauze...
The long night seemed to never have a sunrise, and all she could hold was her father's hand, listening to his father begging the doctor again and again.
Listening to Dad say to her... Dad will stay with you, Dad will not give up on you.
Please, save my daughter...
Her body suddenly trembled, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"dad… "
Song Wen and the others had read Duan Yunyun's profile before, and they knew that she had been seriously ill. She took a year off due to illness when she was in elementary school. Once the breakthrough was opened, the rest would be smooth. The people in front of them, the psychological defense line has been broken, they have obtained the truth from her reaction, and what they lack next is just a testimony.
Looking at Duan Yunyun who was crying bitterly, Fu Linjiang said to her: "Ms. Duan, please sort out your testimony, considering that your family members may be misled by others, we will give appropriate light sentences if you cooperate with the police. . However, there is only one chance for that."
This is an ordinary interrogation connection, and many suspects will be eager to come here and spit out the truth.
Duan Yunyun's face was pale, she reached out to grab her hair, her whole face twisted a little helplessly, her fingers touched a scar on her forehead, but suddenly stopped, she remembered it , it was left when her father hit her with an ashtray not long ago. At that time, her father was like a lunatic with a ferocious face. Because he forgot to buy him cigarettes, he smashed her with an ashtray. No matter how she cried, the pain was piercing to the bone, from that moment on, her heart died, she wanted to escape from that hell, and she hoped that the old man in front of her would die.
Her mind was like a churning ocean wave, and the new memories quickly covered the touching events of the past. In an instant, Duan Yunyun woke up. It was no longer her father, but an evil spirit. Now, all is over, father is dead! She was relieved, and there was nothing to fear. She now, her life, and her family, she does not belong to her father alone.
Duan Yunyun suddenly reacted.
Trap, it's all a trap for the police...
Duan Yunyun's mind suddenly froze, she firmed her mind, and said hoarsely, "If you have any doubts, go and ask other family members."
Song Wen and Fu Linjiang were a little surprised by the sudden change in her attitude. Just now, they thought the trial was about to end.
The woman in front of her slowly sat up straight, her eyes were still full of tears, her whole body seemed to have been drenched in a heavy rain, and she was extremely haggard, but her eyes had undergone a subtle change, some fierce, some others. Vicious: "If you could dissect my father's body without my consent, it would have been done long ago. Why waste time here interrogating me?"
Song Wen's brows twitched slightly, which was the crux of the entire interrogation. This is exactly what they used to cheat Duan Yunyun.
"I won't sign it anyway." Duan Yunyun looked at the two in front of her with swollen eyes, her voice trembling slightly, with indifference, "You don't have any proof that my father died of homicide, right? I Again, my father died of natural causes."
Coming out of the interrogation room, Fu Linjiang immediately burst out, "Why, it's almost..."
On the contrary, Song Wen calmly and enlightened him: "Maybe we pushed too hard just now, and it left a little mark, but this is a good thing. I didn't ask such a question, or Bai Luorui is really innocent. Then we should be thankful that no more people have been victimized, or the Luoxin Nursing Home also has problems, Duan Yunyun is lying, as long as it is a lie, we have to use other things to make up for it, and we are not afraid of finding traces."
Fu Linjiang said, "You can think about it."
Song Wendao: "That's the way it is. It can't be true or false, and there are so many family members. If there is a problem, there will always be new clues, and we can't expect a single testimony to break through the case."
Fu Linjiang walked over, leaned his butt on the table, folded his arms and looked at Song Wen, still a little puffed up: "I can't figure it out..."
Song Wen raised his head and asked, "Where can't you figure it out?"
"You say, is our investigation going in the wrong direction? Bai Luorui is really an innocent entrepreneur? He took care of the nursing home very well? The family members of the deceased elderly really only paid for the funeral expenses. And Zhang Peicai's death has nothing to do with them?" When logic and reasoning reached a dead end, Fu Linjiang began to assume another possibility, although the possibility was slim, they could not completely deny it.
Song Wen frowned and asked him, "Do you believe those are the truth?"
Fu Linjiang shook his head, he even hoped that Song Wen's reasoning could convince him.
"You started to think so because Duan Yunyun's interrogation went beyond your expectations?" Song Wen said softly.
Their current investigation can only see one point at a time, like a leopard in a tube, there are still some key parts missing to connect all the events.
Fu Linjiang expressed his confusion: "Eighteen years ago, in order to arrest Xia Weiwei, angry people in Nancheng took to the streets to surround the Wushan Nursing Home, demanding that the murderer be severely punished. But now, we suspect that an old man was killed by Bai Luorui, No matter whether it is positive or negative, no one has stood up and said a word. You say, has the world changed, has people changed? Or did we think wrong at all?"
Song Wen lowered his head and said, "There must be some things we don't know about in our investigation, which is why the current situation occurs."
He intuitively felt that there was something wrong with the death of those old people, but what kept those people tight-lipped, especially united front, without a traitor
Who killed Zhang Peicai
What is the intersection between Bai Luorui and Xia Zhizhi...
A mystery has not yet been solved, and a new mystery has appeared again. Since this case, everything has been like a spider's web. He seems to be standing in the fog, and he can see the lines in the air when he looks up, but he can't control it at all. Look at the big picture, see the entire layout clearly.
Song Wen suddenly hoped that Lu Siyu could be by his side. What would happen if the person next to him was Lu Siyu during the interrogation today? Can he see through Duan Yunyun's heart and turn the tide
Although Fu Linjiang cooperates with him tacitly, their thinking patterns have certain similarities, but Lu Siyu is completely different. As long as that person is there, he will always put forward different views and opinions, and everyone's thinking is integrated. Being able to piece together a complete truth…