"Ms. Fu?" Lu Junchi called her again, and Fu Mei finally wiped away the tears from her face, "This is the whole process that happened that night."
She worked hard, doted on her son, loved her husband, and thought about her husband and son for a lifetime, and finally watched her son marry a daughter-in-law and give birth to a child.
But what did she get in the end? They took her contribution for granted.
When something happened, she became the victim of the family.
She was wrong. If she disciplined her son severely when he was violent as a child, he would not be so reckless.
If the first time his son beat his daughter-in-law, she would stand up and stand with her daughter-in-law, maybe things would not have happened to this stage today.
If the daughter-in-law insisted on divorce when the son sent his daughter-in-law to the hospital, instead of crying and begging them to get back together for the sake of the children, she persuaded them to divorce, and maybe everyone's life would be better.
Think about it now, the seeds of tragedy have long been planted.
But now, it's too late.
"How did you know about the three robbers?" Lu Junchi continued to ask.
In Fu Mei's words just now, she mentioned what happened to her at Wenwen's house. Lu Junchi has seen Fu Mei's resume. She has a son and a daughter, a son Li Congbo and a daughter Li Yawen.
Sure enough, Fu Mei said, "Wenwen is my daughter. I met them when I went to my daughter's house in Qincheng more than two months ago. There was a traffic jam on the road that night, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening when I arrived. …”
Fu Mei recalled: "Wenwen's family lived on the top floor, and it was raining lightly that day. I sent a text message to my daughter's cell phone, 'I'll go downstairs and ask her to open the door for me.' My daughter didn't respond. At that time, a neighbor came in and opened the door for me. I was afraid that they would run away in vain, and sent a message saying, 'I met the neighbor on the opposite door, come in together, and go upstairs.'"
"Then I ran into three people in the corridor coming downstairs. The one at the head was a man who, even though it was summer, was still fully clothed, with all his skin covered, with a hood and a mask. , leaving only one pair of eyes, I remember he was more than a head taller than me, brushed past me, behind him, followed by a woman with short hair, very thin, wearing a one-piece skirt, and finally a year old Small teenagers, I thought they were new neighbors, and let them pass in the hallway."
"They smelled of blood, and the expressions on their faces were very strange. I took a few more glances at that time. The man turned back and looked at me, and I was immediately startled, so I didn't dare to do it again. Look at them."
"When I went upstairs and opened the door of my daughter's house, I found that they were bound and locked in the room, still injured."
Fu Mei wiped away her tears, "Wenwen told me that there were robbers in the house. If I hadn't been there at the right time and had come up with the neighbors across the street, they would have been killed by those three people. Arrive early, or get an order, and I might get caught with them, and I'm afraid for a while..."
Obviously, it was Fu Mei's arrival that stopped the three robbers from committing murder. When she sent the message, the robbers should be looking at Li Yawen's cell phone.
Hearing this, Su Hui turned over the records of similar cases that had just been sent from various places, but there was no record of this case.
He frowned strangely and asked, "Your daughter and son-in-law didn't call the police?"
It's a little strange to have encountered a life-threatening robbery without calling the police.
Fu Mei nodded: "I hurriedly went to the hospital with them later. I mentioned to call the police, but my daughter refused to let me. My son-in-law also said at the time that nothing serious happened."
Lu Junchi and Su Hui finished listening to Fu Mei's confession, and when they came out, it was almost the end of the afternoon.
Lu Jun called Qi Zhengyang late, frowned after listening to a few words and asked, "The physical evidence is solid, why haven't you let go? Fu Mei has already confessed. Well, it's the same as predicted before. You tell him directly, look at him. What's the reaction?"
Pretend that Li Congbo has confessed and break Fu Mei first. This is the strategy Lu Junchi and Su Hui formulated before entering the ward.
This is also the prisoner's dilemma that puts Fu Mei in a desperate situation.
Lu Junchi sang white face, Su Hui sang red face, the purpose is to get Fu Mei's confession.
Before they entered the ward, Lu Junchi told Qiao Ze to send a message to his mobile phone in five minutes.
Lu Jun hung up the phone late, and Su Hui followed him and got into the car: "Captain Lu, your expression management is really good. When you cheated on Fu Mei just now, I almost believed it when I saw your reaction."
Lu Junchi helped him buckle his seat belt: "Mr. Su, your acting skills are also good, and you cooperate well."
Su Hui put the scepter in his hand aside: "To be honest, I didn't expect you to come up with such an idea."
Lu Jun said lately, "My criminal trial was taught by the Lao Luo team of the city bureau. At that time, they all praised the Lao Luo team as an old fox."
Lu Junchi is an upright person, but that doesn't mean he sticks to the rules and doesn't know how to be flexible.
In the face of devious criminals, sometimes it takes a little trick to get them to tell the truth.
Lu Junchi's behavior and words will be well within the scale and will never cross the line.
Su Hui thought of the current case again. Fu Mei was originally an ordinary retired woman, but under the influence of her family, she also became an accomplice in the case.
Su Hui looked at Lu Junchi and suddenly said, "Captain Lu, do you know that in criminal psychology, there is a theory of national crime."
Lu Junchi started the drive: "I heard it for the first time."
"It's just a theory, and there are not many related literatures. I don't agree with it, but I think the view is very interesting." Su Hui explained to him.
"This view holds that criminal psychology is the inherent psychology of human beings. Everyone is a potential criminal, and there is no innocent person. The reason why ordinary people do not commit crimes is that they have not encountered suitable opportunities. Time, place, stress situation , will make people evolve into criminals." Su Hui looked down at his hands, "Everyone has a dark side and hidden secrets, that is to say, you, me, every ordinary person may have a certain Conditions or extreme cases become thieves, robbers, murderers."
"What would that specific condition be?" Lu Junchi asked.
"For example, being imprisoned, threatened, betrayed, misunderstood, desperate, facing danger, facing insurmountable difficulties, facing the temptation of money and beauty, death of relatives, loss of ideas..."
Lu Junchi said firmly: "I won't. These are not reasons for committing crimes. No matter what the time is, as long as you are calm enough, there must be a way to avoid committing crimes."
Su Hui can often see through the thoughts of those criminals, but Lu Junchi is obviously not one of those people.
He couldn't smell the crime factor on Lu Junchi's body.
Now Su Hui understands a little, someone like Lu Junchi will make all preparations before the crisis comes. He's sensible enough and smart enough not to put himself in a mess.
The car just passed an intersection, the traffic light braked, Lu Junchi turned his head, and under the setting sun, Su Hui's eyes were very beautiful, his pupils looked a little lighter than the average person, like a fine stone, revealing a kind of mystery sense.
Lu Junchi is very grateful to Su Hui. Thanks to him today, he saw through the mystery of this case, otherwise they might go down a detour.
Lu Junchi sometimes thinks that Su Hui has an edge, but sometimes he thinks that edge is his illusion, and Su Hui is in a lazy state most of the time.
Just like now, after dinner, Su Hui changed into pajamas and got a little sleepy after playing the puzzle for a while. He put a pillow on his head and lay lazily on the sofa.
Lu Junchi took out his laptop, spread it out on the dining table, and prepared to organize documents.
Su Hui only put a desk on the side of the living room. He was a little ashamed to see that he used the dining table as a temporary office. He sank into the soft sofa, pointed to the desk and said, "When my desk is not in use, you can sit there."
Lu Junchi looked up at the desk that was almost buried by various books, and felt that those books were in danger of collapsing at any time.
He politely declined: "Thank you, it's good here."
Su Hui reached out and touched a piece of the puzzle, carefully observed: "Then you can consider buying a swivel chair, which will be more comfortable than a dining seat." Today, he has become more and more accustomed to the cohabitation of his co-habitant. exist.
Lu Jun hummed, looked at Qiao Ze's call on the phone, and made a shush gesture to Su Hui, then he remembered that Su Hui might not be able to see clearly, and explained, "I'll take a call."
Su Hui was quiet for a while, Aristotle just came over, Su Hui stretched out his hand and put a hand around its waist, the fluffy cat was hugged by him, and he was stroking honestly.
Qiao Ze's phone was about the results of Li Yawen and her husband Xu Hui's inquiry.
Both of them said that the incident happened two months ago, and there was no loss at home at that time. They were very flustered at that time. They were afraid of the gangsters' retaliation, so they did not call the police. The two stayed in a hotel together for a while.
They can only recognize the three robbers, the appearances described are similar to the previous confession of Fu Mei, and they did not provide any effective information.
After listening to Lu Junchi, he frowned and said, "Such an obvious lie?"
To put it badly, I really took them as cops for fools.
There must be some mystery in the murder process, and the more they are reluctant to talk about it, the bigger the problem.
Qiao Ze said: "Lou team, they are victims, and the word 'forgot' will be brought to the south wall for me..."
Lu Jun said lately: "You send the information of the couple. Qincheng is not far away, so it's a big deal."
Qiao Ze responded, quickly hung up the phone, and sent the message.
Lu Junchi had just connected Su's home printer, and Su Hui said to him, "Give me a copy too."