The car stopped in the open space in front of the Public Security Bureau.
A beautiful tail flick floated directly into the parking space, and Qiong Cang was almost spat out by Team He's amazing driving skills at the end.
Seeing her pale face, He Chuanzhou said in surprise, "Aren't you used to flying?"
Firmament: "..." Is this a must-know skill
He Chuanzhou told her with certainty, "Yes."
Not being able to drag a car is not a big problem, but not being able to ride a car is a big problem.
… Even so, Qiong can only develop a speeding car at most.
He Chuanzhou gave her a hand and said with a smile, "Come down."
The firmament stepped on the ground and instantly felt much better.
"Come here."
He Chuanzhou led her and hurried to the reception room.
The door opened, and several people inside looked up.
This time, there are actually two big families, a total of more than ten people.
Relatives on both sides should have discussed with each other, and finally decided to come to the police station to clarify.
Their family members have died and died unexpectedly, and the murderer has not yet been announced to the public.
Not only is the cause of death unknown, but they are also charged with perjury, which they cannot accept as family members.
Besides, they also wanted to know if Fan Huai was wronged.
Have their respected elders committed irreparable mistakes
"He team, you are here!"
The police officer in charge of the reception couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly walked over to introduce to her, "Captain He, this is Sun Gan's family.
This is Mr. Sun's wife. "
Qiong's sight drifted over for the first time.
Sun Gan, the first dead witness in the Fan Huai case.
Male, sixty-three years old.
Mrs. Sun is now in her sixties. At this age, a well-maintained old man will not look so old.
However, because of her husband's sudden death, she suffered a huge blow, which caused her originally healthy body to wear down quickly as if her energy and energy had been drained.
There was not much anger in the drooping eyebrows.
The police officer pointed to the people on the opposite seats and said, "There are the family members of Ma Chenggong.
His two sons and two daughters-in-law. "
Ma Chenggong, the third dead witness in the Fan Huai case.
Male, fifty-seven years old.
He Chuanzhou and Qiong Cang looked at the faces of several people without a trace.
These people didn't have much hostility on their faces. They sat quietly in their positions, sitting dignifiedly, and they looked like polite people.
Seeing the two appear, their faces flashed with a little excitement, but they restrained their behavior well.
It means that they are not here to make trouble.
It is good to have a peaceful dialogue, otherwise He Chuanzhou will also have a headache for such a large group of people.
As soon as Mrs. Sun saw the leader of the Criminal Investigation Detachment appear, she immediately stood up and approached He Chuanzhou in three steps.
Because she was in a hurry, she walked tremblingly, and the children beside her quickly reached out to support her.
Tears flashed in the old lady's eyes, and her turbid eyes looked at her sincerely: "Isn't it Comrade Xiao He
This comrade, it is impossible for my husband to deliberately perjury! I thought about it many times, and I think it's really a misunderstanding! "
He Chuanzhou held her hand soothingly, led her to the table, and said, "Don't worry, sit here first."
Mrs. Sun sat down passively, and repeated in her mouth: "There is no need to hurt him, such a young guy, we have no grievances with him, why should we hurt him, don't you think?"
The man on the other side nodded.
Qiongcang paid attention to every detail of Mrs. Sun's face. With her years of life experience, she could not find any trace of lies.
It was from her hazy eyes that she was a sentimental person.
Sun Gan's family owns a camera shop, but it's not a brand-name store.
Sun Gan likes to collect cameras, so he opened a repair shop and sold all kinds of second-hand cameras by the way.
The few documents that Qiong Cang had read were not very detailed about the details of the case. They only knew of Sun Gan's testimony, which finally determined Fan Huai's motive for robbery and murder.
He Chuanzhou comforted softly and asked Mrs. Sun to repeat the process.
Even though many years have passed, Mrs. Sun still remembers every detail of the year, because in many midnight dreams, they couldn't help but ask themselves again, did the confessions they gave at that time make it clear
It determines the life of a young man.
The responsibility is too great.
Mrs. Sun swallowed hard and said slowly: "Our old man is a person who likes to chat. The older he gets, the more he talks, and he can't finish talking every day. He often pulls people in the store to chat.
That young man is an old customer of ours. He never buys anything in the store because he has no money, but he likes to run to our store very much.
Come on vacation.
Look at the camera, exchange technology or something.
The old man just inquired with him, the two of them gossiped, and I laughed at them as if they were friends. "
Mrs. Sun lowered her head and said with a sad expression: "That night, he came over and said that he wanted to buy a camera that he had been interested in for a long time, and asked the old man to keep it for him first.
That camera is about 70% new. The old man has refurbished all the bad parts. The average person has to sell it for about 10,000, which is 3,000 cheaper for him.
But that's too expensive. How could he, a student, afford it
The old man asked him, 'Little brother, did your parents agree to buy you a camera
'… ”
She still remembered the high-spirited young man, who was carrying a black schoolbag on his back. Hearing this, he laughed, and the brilliance reflected in his pupils.
"I didn't ask my parents for money."
"Then where did you get the money?"
The young man blinked his eyes and said in a serious manner: "I robbed me, where did the money come from?"
Qiong Cang said, "Is this a joke?"
"Where did you get this dress from?"
, "It was stolen, where else could it come from?"
Young people's teasing answers to some boring questions, but that does not represent their intention.
If Fan Huai really planned to kill, it would be absolutely impossible to say so easily before taking action.
Mrs. Sun's thin face shook for a while, and she said dryly, "I think it's a joke too.
The old man was quick-mouthed, and he regretted it when he said it, feeling that it would bring trouble to the young man.
But that night, Fan Huai did come here with some wet money in his schoolbag, and settled the account. "
He Chuanzhou put one hand on her back, turned around and explained to Qiong: "This is mainly a matter of time."
On the same night, a reporter was brutally murdered in a back alley less than a kilometer from the store.
Before her death, she just went to the bank to collect 7,000 yuan. After comparison, it was the cash that Fan Huai took to settle the bill.
At the same time, the forensic autopsy confirmed that the time of death of the deceased was completely consistent with the time of Fan Huai's action, and he had sufficient opportunity to commit the crime.
And Fan Huai had 20 minutes of blank time to be confirmed.
Plus the testimony of the remaining witnesses.
Multiple arrows pointed to him together, and the judge finally determined his crime.
Mrs. Sun was about to stand up again and testified to the sky: "I... At that time, the police asked, and we didn't think much about it, we just said it, but we didn't lie, and we didn't add fuel to it.
I was in the store when they were talking that day, and I heard it with my own ears! I'm getting old and half my foot is in the coffin, I can't do such a conscience thing! "
Qiong Cang lowered his eyelids and said in a deep voice, "Fan Huai said that he earned the money himself."
He Chuanzhou asked the old lady to sit down first, and added: "What can't be explained is why there are so many 7,000 yuan."
Fan Huai said that he helped the reporter run twice, but there was no reason to get such a high salary, and the company did not get the reporter's reimbursement form.
So the police didn't take the letter.
Qiongcang also knew that many of Fan Huai's explanations were not supported by evidence at all, so he was only convicted of intentional homicide that year.
It happened by too much coincidence, but it happened that day, when the heavy rain washed away the footprints on the ground and the traces of the murderer, so that the investigation of the case could only rely more on the testimony of eyewitnesses.
And now, all the witnesses are dead, who else can restore the truth of the year
"Our side... Actually, there is something to add."
Several family members of Ma Chenggong raised their hands hesitantly.
He Chuanzhou made a gesture of invitation to them, and motioned to the police officer next to him to change a few more cups of hot water.
The two brothers turned their heads to look at each other, pushed each other with their elbows, and after a silent exchange, the elder brother on the left finally decided to speak.
The young man licked his lips and said nervously, "Actually... my dad didn't do it on purpose."
This is not "intentional", but the meaning it represents is very important.
He Chuanzhou immediately became alert.
She walked towards the young man, stopped at a suitable distance, and put one hand on the table to avoid putting too much pressure on him.
"I don't know if it is. I just told you what my dad said. After all, it's been a long time."
The young man wiped his nose, organized language while recalling, and said slowly: "That year, I came back from college to look for a job, and I was a little annoyed because I couldn't implement it.
At that time, my dad and I were having a heart-to-heart chat on the balcony on the second floor, and it was past nine o'clock in the evening.
It was raining heavily outside, and the wind could blow in. I was sitting on the bed, and my dad was standing by the window sill, soaking in the rain, and he was not in a good mood. "
Because things happened too long ago, his presentation was not so methodical.
"We just talked.
Then he accidentally saw a man rushing out of the alley.
The man was wearing a baggy hoodie, which was supposed to be white.
Wearing a pair of trousers that are not too tight, there is a relatively large square bag on the back. "
The old lady echoed on the opposite side: "That's what she wears.
The trousers are school pants with a large letter written on the front. "
Mr. Ma said with a worried face: "My dad didn't see the letters clearly, anyway, the general details are right with everyone.
Our community is old, broken and small. It has been many years, and it cannot be demolished. It can only be like that.
The street lights over there were very dim, several were broken, and my dad was a little presbyopic.
When he saw someone running in the rain, he shouted loudly. The man was startled by him and turned to look at him.
My dad said that he saw a little reflection in the position of the other person's eyes, and thought that person should be wearing glasses, but he was not sure.
The next day the police came to question him, and he learned that there had been a dead person there last night. "
The policeman came over with warm water, put it in front of him, and replaced the empty cup.
Mr. Ma nodded to him to thank him, and took a few sips.
There was a cloud over He Chuanzhou's face, and she said with certainty: "The testimony did not mention any clues related to glasses."
Mr. Ma hurriedly put down the glass and explained, "Because he didn't see clearly, the other four people said that Fan Huai didn't wear glasses.
One of the men told him not to say anything uncertain, maybe it was just his delusion.
He also thinks it makes sense, and he defaults to his own dazzling.
He felt that with so many people, he just said the facts he saw, and it was impossible for everyone to be wrong. "
Unfortunately, everyone is wrong.
In a perfectly designed fraud case, the only real eyewitness near the scene was brainwashed to conceal his testimony.
Mr. Ma twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly: "He just appeared in court to testify once, and he will die.
My dad really has no bad intentions, he's just an honest man.
You say he lied and hurt people, that's not true.
But I can't tell right now..."
Mrs. Sun couldn't help herself, thinking of these bad things, she couldn't help crying.
She covered her mouth with a tissue and asked, "Is that young man really wronged?"
He Chuanzhou paused and replied, "There is no clear evidence yet, and we are investigating."
Although she said so, everyone still heard the bias in her tone.
"How can someone be so hurtful
Who can imagine this? "
The old lady buried her head and sobbed, "Who was the one who killed our old man
Is that the guy
How do you think this should be calculated
I don't even know who to blame. "
Opposite Ma Chenggong's family members are equally complicated.
A vendetta implicated by a false beginning, where resentment and guilt are intertwined, and become nowhere to be placed.
They no longer know how they should face the victims of the past and the perpetrators of today. They only feel a heavy layer of distress on their chests, which will never be relieved.
The air in the reception room was as thick as a pool of black water, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.
He Chuanzhou closed her eyes and let out a long breath. Countless fragmentary pictures flashed through the dark world. When she opened her eyes, she was replaced by the bright scene in front of her.
She walked to the side of the table step by step, raised her head, and articulated lowly and clearly to inform everyone present.
"The case between Ma Chenggong and Sun Gan is still under investigation... but it is basically confirmed that the murderer is not Fan Huai."
Several people looked at her in surprise, trying to see traces of jokes on her face.
He Chuanzhou spoke slowly, and in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, he repeated: "Fan Huai, never killed anyone.
He has been, waiting for a truth. "
The old lady's hand wiping tears froze in the air. After understanding the meaning behind her, her chest rose and fell rapidly, and several trembling whines came from her throat.
The children around her held her to calm her down.
The sunny sunshine outside the window could not dispel the shade of the scene.
Everyone seemed to have returned to that cold and gloomy rainy night, watching Fan Huai step by step into the dark world amid unreal memories.
Several family members were in a trance: "How could this be... this... "
However, instead of hating Fan Huai, they were more willing to spend the rest of their lives accepting this kind of strong guilt, probably because they were lucky that they didn't force a young man to go astray.
The joy that an unfortunate person can still have a future.
He Chuanzhou wiped his face, faded all his expressions, and said calmly: "Please go and confirm the transcript.
Because the direct witnesses have all been killed, your testimony is very critical. "
Several people obeyed dumbly, got up in a daze, and under the guidance of the police officer, walked out of the door of the room.
The living room became quiet again, and soon only He Chuanzhou and Qiongcang were left.
He Chuanzhou paced in front of her and looked at her quietly.
Qiong Qiong's voice was so soft that he could hardly hear it clearly: "Waiting for the truth, do you mean the recognition of society?"
He Chuanzhou thought about it seriously and said, "No, I think it's my persistence."
There is never a right way to pursue social identity, because the people who speak out in society are constantly changing, and drifting along with them will eventually lose themselves by losing their goals.
Qiong Cang smiled and said, "Yes.
Fan Huai is a very strong person. "
That is about Jiang Ling's blessing to him, so he can firmly pursue his future.
Qiong Cang lowered his head and unbuttoned his coat, pulled down the collar, and said with a smile, "I'm going to the hospital to get flowers.
Hope that bunch of flowers will be stronger too. "
He Chuanzhou took her out and walked out: "Let's have a meal first, it's already noon.
I'll take you there later. "