"Zhu Yanhe has been taking drugs for many years."
The policeman who led the way looked back and confirmed that Qiongcang and He Jueyun were following, and then continued his unhurried voice and explained to her: "He used to be a reporter, and during a visit and investigation process , inadvertent exposure to drugs.
According to his own statement, he took a sip because of excessive professional pressure and a little curiosity.
Hehe, drugs are such a thing, he didn't try it after taking a sip. He was not unexpectedly addicted. "
There was a helpless and mocking look on the young policeman's face.
They risked their lives and struggled for a career, and in the eyes of ignorant people, they were just "having some fun".
Obviously, they have heard this kind of reason a lot, but every time they hear it, they still find it very absurd.
"Zhu Yanhe didn't know much about the drug market and was caught by us several times.
Persuasion, warning, and community detoxification have all been tried, but once you get involved with drugs, it's basically impossible to quit.
In particular, methamphetamine and some new types of drugs are all over.
Zhu Yanhe has been smoking for so many years, and he actually understands the truth, but he still can't help it. He actually got this kind of thing through his contacts, and successfully sent himself to the point of no return. We can't stop it. . "
The policeman nodded his forehead with his finger, hating him for not arguing, "People who take too many drugs, this place is really abnormal! If I can send him to jail, it will save him instead."
Qiong couldn't help touching his neck.
The original pain is gone, but the bruises still remain lightly.
It is estimated that this trace will not completely disappear in a short period of time.
She asked, "Does Zhu Yanhe usually behave honestly?"
He looked back at Qiong Cang again, nodded and said, "Be honest."
The policeman is obviously very familiar with Zhu Yanhe and is an "old friend". He has a clear understanding of Zhu Yanhe's daily life and past occupation.
"Among the few addicts we observed, he was relatively obedient, only confining himself to smoking.
No selling, no sharing, no gathering, and there has never been a case of running out and hurting people before.
In fact, his family has some savings. The two old houses left by his parents have been demolished. In addition, he will also write some manuscripts to make money, so his life is pretty decent.
However, many of the manuscripts he wrote are nonsense, and there is no lower limit to earn traffic.
Alas, he used to be a good social news reporter, but now he has completely turned into a gossip paparazzi reporter with no professional ethics.
It's a pity that no one sued him, otherwise he would have lost everything..."
"Well, here we are."
The policeman stopped, opened the door in front of him, stepped back to the side, and made a gesture of invitation.
Qiongcang nodded at him and walked in first.
Several young people with unfamiliar faces were already standing inside. When they saw Qiong appear, they turned their heads and turned back quickly without making a sound.
Two people were sitting in front of the screen, staring at the figures inside.
Another person huddled quietly in the corner and ate biscuits.
The rest are quietly waiting for the progress of the trial.
Qiong stood against the wall and glanced at the screen.
In the airtight room, Zhu Yanhe was imprisoned on a chair, and a good prison uniform was wrinkled by him.
His back was deeply hunched, like an arrow bow that couldn't be straightened. His cloudy eyes kept moving around, he couldn't concentrate, and his right hand kept scratching his face or neck. Leaves red marks on it.
No matter how you look at it, his spirit is not normal, and he is in a state of mild anxiety.
The anti-narcotics police officer who explained to Qiongcang earlier was more enthusiastic, stopped beside her, continued to talk to her, pointed to the screen and said, "Can you believe it
He was barely forty years old. "
Zhu Yanhe really doesn't have the appearance that a man in his thirties should have.
The eyes are slack, the skin is loose and dark yellow, and there are many acne scars on the hands and feet.
You say that he is in his 40s or 50s, and many people believe him.
Opposite him, He Chuanzhou and another criminal policeman were sitting.
Behind the long table is a camera set up, and the lens is directed at Zhu Yanhe.
He Chuanzhou was not in a hurry to interrogate her. She stared at the opposite side with heavy eyes, spinning the pen in her hand back and forth.
The pen body made a knocking sound on the table.
If it weren't for the slight noise, the sky would doubt whether the video was muted.
Both of them pretended to be calm, trying to kill each other's patience.
Finally, He Chuanzhou opened the file in front of him and asked, "November 18th eleven years ago, do you still remember?"
Zhu Yanhe put his hands together, covered half of his face, and kept blowing into his palms.
A pair of eyes opened wide, looking at He Chuanzhou, but did not make a sound.
He Chuanzhou continued in a slow voice: "That night, it rained heavily in City A.
You followed and killed your colleague Kong, and then conspired with others to blame Fan Huai for the crime.
It was a planned crime that kept you at large for over a decade. "
Zhu Yanhe laughed sullenly, his shoulders shaking.
The laughter was like a strange tune forced out of his throat.
He put down his hands and said with an exaggerated expression: "Uncle police... No, this police comrade, can't you
You say that even if I take drugs and destroy social order, the crime of homicide so many years ago will be unknowingly detained on my head? "
He Chuanzhou raised his chin, gave him a disdainful look, and said with a sneer, "You know in your own heart whether it is unclear or not."
Zhu Yanhe grinned, showing a cold smile, and said in a low voice, "I didn't kill anyone.
You have no evidence. "
He Chuanzhou closed the file, threw it to the side, and stared at him: "Because you killed someone, you couldn't bear the pressure in your heart, so you took drugs.
You could have a great future, but you lost your entire youth because of this incident. Do you think it's worth it
Now you still dare not tell the truth, do you want to be so ignorant all your life to death? "
Zhu Yanhe licked his back molars hard, his eyes wandered, and he just repeated: "I didn't kill, I didn't!"
He Chuanzhou: "You didn't kill people, so why did you kill Qiongcang
You are clearly afraid that your deeds will be exposed, so you are guilty of being a thief. "
"I do not know her!"
Zhu Yanhe straightened his face and said word by word, "I've been taking too many drugs and I'm unconscious, do you understand
I don't even know who she is.
If I beat someone, I will be detained for a few more days at most. You don't want to charge me with murder! "
He Chuanzhou slowed down and persuaded: "I know that someone encouraged you to do this.
That person is using you.
Don't you feel very unhappy when you look at the desolate ghost you are now, and then think about the bright life of the other party? "
Zhu Yanhe looked up at the ceiling with a blank expression, as if he couldn't hear it at all.
Several onlookers held down the bridge of their noses and sighed tiredly.
Zhu Yanhe just said a few words back and forth without cooperating or admitting.
When asked about sensitive areas, he kept his mouth shut, for fear of revealing something.
When he saw that the situation was not good, he pretended to be a lunatic and asked for treatment.
There was absolutely no way people could take him.
Seeing that the scene entered a familiar dead end again, the middle-aged man beside him sighed regretfully: "It seems that Team He of the Criminal Investigation Detachment has nothing to do."
A dark light flashed in the dark eyes of the sky, and the corners of his lips twitched into a silent sneer.
She reached out and unbuttoned the first button on the top of her shirt, feeling that her breathing was much easier, and said in a low voice, "I'll go in and have a look."
He Jueyun grabbed her arm with a disapproving expression. After all, he had the impression of absolute disgust for Zhu Yanhe.
"Am I going in with you?"
Qiongcang raised his hand and refused: "No, everyone is here, there is no danger.
You wait for me here. "
She was brought by He Chuanzhou's request. Although the police did not hold out much hope, they did not stop her.
Investigating Fan Huai's case was originally the task of their criminal investigation detachment, and the few of them anti-narcotics just came to watch it.
The police officer at the door opened the door for her, and the slight sound of the door opening and closing attracted the eyes of all three inside.
The firmament stepped forward unhurriedly, and the moment it appeared, the atmosphere inside changed subtly.
She deliberately stepped on the footsteps and stepped on the floor.
The relaxed attitude and relaxed posture were not like coming to the interrogation room to meet a prisoner who had intended to kill him in the first place, but a proud victor who came to inspect his territory.
He Chuanzhou chuckled lightly and glanced at the police officer beside him.
The young policeman consciously packed up his things and got up, leaving the chair to the sky.
Qiongcang did not go to take a seat, she slowly circled around Zhu Yanhe.
Zhu Yanhe, who was surrounded by footsteps, became obviously agitated. He kept licking his lips and tore off the dead skin on it with his hands and teeth. At the same time, he lowered his head and stared at the light-colored tabletop in front of him.
Suddenly, a pair of hands clapped Zhu Yanhe's shoulder, making Zhu Yanhe shudder with excitement.
Qiong Cang's low and cold voice sounded in his ears, and there was a faint smile.
"Since you dare to come to me, you should know who I am."
She bent down and whispered into his ear, "Some people can run away if you don't mess with them, do you regret it now
So, why take drugs
If you hadn't jumped out on your own, I wouldn't even know where to look for you.
Excuse me, and save me time. "
Zhu Yanhe rolled his eyes, shaking his shoulders to avoid her hand.
Qionggong didn't care, and continued to walk in the small room: "Do you think we can't do anything about you if we don't have evidence
You are wrong.
If you don't say it, it doesn't mean I can't ask. "
She happened to walk to the empty seat, lifted it with one hand, and moved it to the opposite side of Zhu Yanhe, no more than one meter apart.
Then, in the eyes of the other party's avoidance, he sat down.
"Zhu Yanhe, be careful.
I don't expect you to tell the truth, and I wouldn't believe it if you did.
But as long as you lie, I can see it.
You'd better make sure you don't show any clues.
Control your expression..." Qiong Cang had that indomitable smile on his face, pointed a finger at him, and said word by word: "For example, any, fluttering pupils, fluttering nose..."
Zhu Yanhe tilted his head.
"Fingers twitching, posture changes."
Zhu Yanhe immediately retracted his hand from the table and put it on his lap.
"… Adam's apple tremors, muscles tense."
Zhu Yanhe leaned back a little, moved his shoulders, and let out a rough sigh from his nose.
Qiong Cang laughed, raised one leg, and sat without any form.
"The most invisible thing in human beings is the subconscious action.
Don't you just want to challenge me with this
So interested, just to let you know. "
She turned her head and said to the camera position, "Please turn on the light."
Soon someone came in with three small table lamps, placed them beside Zhu Yanhe, adjusted the angle, and illuminated his face clearly.
Zhu Yanhe shouted in exasperation: "Take it away! What are you doing!"
Ignoring his resistance, the policeman set up the equipment and left quickly.
He Chuanzhou picked up the camera and placed it to Zhu Yanhe's side, holding the tripod in both hands, stood still and watched him struggle with a half-smile.
Zhu Yanhe quickly scanned the two of them, never thinking that he would be so oppressed by the momentum of the two women that he could hardly breathe.
One of them was standing, the other was sitting, and the eyes of one high and one low were both inquiring and contemptuous. The attitude of looking at the scumbag made his mood that was not very calm begin to fluctuate again.
The drug addiction that had subsided before seemed to be counterattacking, following the blood, densely climbing on top of his head, intending to control his sanity.
Zhu Yanhe twisted his neck, looked to the other side, bit his lip, and forced himself to calm down.
"November 18, late autumn, night, heavy rain.
It's very cold today, you put on the sweater you prepared in advance and follow your colleague Kong Mou.
You know, she's going to meet someone today, a student, Fan Huai. "
Qiong's voice was low and calm, like a student who stayed out of the way.
"You decided to kill, not because of someone's orders, but because you wanted to kill her yourself.
You are colleagues, you were born in an ordinary family, you have low self-esteem, you are smooth, and you were very poor before your hometown was demolished.
However, Kong is different.
She is beautiful, generous, has no money troubles, and pays attention to the spirit of a media person... Heh, too.
How could you possibly sacrifice yourself for someone with a character like yours
You can only do it for yourself.
In order to cover up that... shameless desire. "
Zhu Yanhe shook his face.
Only he was illuminated by the strong light, which gave him the illusion of being invisible.
Qiongcang laughed in his grasp, causing Zhu Yanhe to stare at her again.
"You are so afraid of my appearance, is it because you know that what you did in the first place was not so seamless?"
"You watched Sanyao launch one copy after another related to Fan Huai, and you were afraid, thinking that the police would eventually find you.
After all, it was not your design to frame Fan Huai.
You are not familiar with those five witnesses and have no confidence.
Your nature is timid, cowardly, and selfish.
Otherwise, you will not need to rely on drugs to relieve your stress after the incident. "
The muscles on Zhu Yanhe's face began to twitch uncontrollably, and he bared his teeth at the sky.
The sky seemed unheard of.
"You watched five witnesses being murdered one after another, and you are sure that there are still people who know the truth of the year and are carrying out crazy killings.
You don't know if you will be the next one, and you don't know what the killer's purpose is.
Is it revenge, or to silence. "
Zhu Yanhe raised his shackled hand and touched his neck.
"You are extremely anxious and tortured.
Because of this case, you were ruined beyond recognition by drugs.
When killing people, you never thought your future would look like this.
You can't allow yourself to live humbly for so many years, but in the end, the bamboo basket is still empty.
Even if you know it's wrong, even if you've taken so many wrong steps, you want it to go wrong forever.
Because you can't face and regret this emotion... There is no if, you can't imagine what if. "
Qiong spoke slowly, breathing so close that it seemed to be in his ear.
"You think it's because of the relentless pursuit of me and the police that you are in the situation you are in today, so you want to kill me.
You're a journalist, and even if you're not that formal, you know some people who are terrific.
You made them pay attention to my whereabouts, said you wanted to interview me, and then trailed behind me, looking for an opportunity to do it. "
Zhu Yanhe opened his mouth, but made no sound.
Some fine sweat crawled out of his forehead, and under the strong light, the fluorescence was clearly reflected.
I don't know if it's drug addiction or stress.
Qiong Cang didn't wait for him to speak, and said first: "Yes.
Your expression told me. "
Zhu Yanhe thumped the table and shouted loudly, "You are talking nonsense! I didn't!"
The more he wanted to justify, the calmer the sky.
There was incomparable confidence in her eyes, as if she had seen through everything and pinned him deeply in place.
"You are so afraid because you are not sure whether you have any evidence left behind."
"No!"
Qiong Cang looked at his expression and said firmly: "It was left at the scene."
Zhu Yanhe's sweat dripped down along his violent movements.
Under the light of the desk lamp, the blue veins on his forehead protruded, and his facial features became extremely hideous.
Almost roaringly shouted: "I said no! If you have it, take it out! You don't have it at all!"
Qiong Cang clearly said: "... it was left at the scene, but the police did not find it when they searched later.
The description was taken by someone. "
Zhu Yanhe's voice seemed to be cut off by the blade, he realized that he was being exposed, and forcibly controlled it, not allowing himself to continue to speak.
The base of his tongue was bitter, and he swallowed hard, his Adam's apple rolling.
At this moment, he could no longer take into account his performance, and only desperately thought about what to do.
However, the drug addiction that gradually climbed up made him almost lose the ability to think.
He's shuffling between the words "rebuttal" and "useless," and he can't come up with a single helpful suggestion.
Qiong Tian let out a deep breath.
"Five witnesses.
One was telling the truth, one was being induced, and they didn't go to the scene.
The other three were arranged for you by someone.
According to their testimony, on the day of the crime, Ding Tao was drunk and unconscious, so it could not be him.
In Wu Ming's testimony, he had been standing on the side of the road and never approached the crime scene.
So the only possibility is Mei Shiyong. "
Zhu Yanhe closed his eyes, his mouth gritted his teeth.
Qiongcang got up, walked in front of him, and looked at him condescendingly.
"Mei Shiyong was instigated by others to try to take the position through pregnancy, but not only did it fail, but she also forced her lover to death.
Maybe she was under duress to stand up and testify on your behalf.
But she must have resentment in her heart. "
The voice of the sky is like a whisper of a demon: "You said, will she still keep the evidence, waiting for the anti-general army?"
Zhu Yanhe opened his eyes again.
His eyes were scarlet, his breathing was heavy, the cold sweat on the top of his head was surging, and his muscles were twitching from time to time, and he no longer looked like a normal person.
It is precisely because of this that everyone is convinced that he was stabbed in the sore spot by the sky.
"You are addicted to drugs.
Zhu Yanhe, your lies are over, just wait. "
Qiong Cang said indifferently, facing the camera affirmatively, "Mei Shiyong, do another search.
She must have evidence there. "
Zhu Yanhe barked and suddenly wanted to rush towards the sky. He Chuanzhou had been observing him, and seeing that he was in trouble, he immediately stretched out his hand and knocked his hair against the table.
With a loud "bang", Zhu Yanhe still didn't give up and wanted to struggle.
The policeman outside the door ran in quickly and pressed his face onto the table, making him unable to move.
Qiongcang quietly watched him attack, and stepped out of the interrogation room.
People from the criminal investigation team have already heard the news, and almost all of them are blocking the door.
Their expressions were eager, and when they saw the sky come out, they took the initiative to make way.
Xie Qimeng followed her footsteps, and said quickly: "Did Mei Shiyong really leave evidence
We've done a blanket search three or four times, but have found nothing.
Now the family is very uncooperative, and we are not good at work.
What exactly are we looking for? "
Qiong Cang said simply: "If you can't find it, keep looking."
He Chuanzhou came from behind, and several people shouted: "He team!"
He Chuanzhou tidied up his shirt sleeves and walked through the crowd to the sky.
A police officer asked, "Even though Mei Shiyong took away the important evidence, does she really keep it
That evidence can prove that Zhu Yanhe murdered, and can also prove that she perjured
Not sure if she will make reservations. "
This is what everyone is most afraid of.
Xie Qimeng tentatively said: "Why don't you ask again, what is missing?"
Qiong Cang glanced at him lightly: "Do you think I can really read minds?"
"what?"
A rookie police officer said stupidly, "Isn't it similar?"
He looks alike.
Being able to see if a person is lying is similar to reading minds
He Chuanzhou rudely called towards his head and pushed him away.
Many of the reactions that people have when they lie will also appear in situations of tension and fear.
During interrogation, these two emotions are quite normal.
No matter how clear Qiong's eyes are, even if it can see through the movement of every muscle on the opponent's body, it cannot be deduced as evidence of lying.
However, they used the difference in intelligence between the two sides and Zhu Yanhe's natural fear of the sky to ask questions with vague information.
What they were looking at was not whether Zhu Yanhe was lying, but when he started to collapse.
Qiong Cang rubbed his fingers and said after thinking deeply: "You can't find it, maybe it's not because you didn't search carefully enough."
Xie Qimeng was stunned.
Qiong Cang said softly: "The lesson from the past is right in front of you.
Does Mei Shiyong have any close family members? "
Xie Qimeng was really waking up like a dream, he subconsciously wanted to get the materials, and then found that he didn't have it with him.
"Yes! Mei Shiyong also has a son who is in elementary school! After her accident, the child was taken away by her uncle. We only met once."
Qiongcang asked, "Tian Zhaohua's son?"
"Judging from the age... it should be."
Xie Qimeng said in a trance, "Could it be that he was hiding
But why? "
He Chuanzhou didn't allow him to think too much, clapped his hands, and shouted, "Everyone who should be busy is busy.
What about Mr. He
Please come to Mei Shiyong's house with me. "
Everyone turned their heads and started looking for the missing man.
Finally, several glances fell to a man who was playing with his mobile phone outside the crowd.
He Jueyun looked at them innocently.
Xie Qimeng raised his hand: "I—"
"You look too scary, no."
He Chuanzhou pointed at He Jueyun, "Come here quickly, big brother, do me a favor."
He Jueyun: "..."
"Big brother."
Qiongcang walked out briskly, "Take me one too."