The three sat in silence, each with their own thoughts, without speaking.
The other party will take the recording pen away, which means that it is a very important evidence.
However, it has been too long since the incident happened, and the murderer has had enough opportunities to deal with the evidence, and they may not be able to find it.
Moreover, if the pen has disappeared in reality, even if they dig three feet into the ground, Sanyao will not be able to restore it.
The three of them hurriedly packed the lunch boxes on the table, brought their documents, and returned to the office area.
Half an hour later, the police officer who had gone out to monitor the surveillance came back.
The young man sat down in his seat out of breath, threw the printed picture on the table, and kept pulling on his collar with one hand, with an unsteady breath, and gave a thumbs up to the sky.
"Absolutely, Captain, you guessed right!"
Qiong opened the paper that was wrapped outside and immersed himself in looking at the photos.
The pixels of the captured picture are not clear enough, and only half of the man's shadowy face is captured.
The young man leaned over and explained, "This is captured by the surveillance camera at the gate of the bank.
After Liu Lu took the money and left, a minute or two later, a man in a white hoodie and dark blue loose pants followed.
He kept his head down, his steps hastily, and his movements were sneaky. I thought it was suspicious, so I went to another location for surveillance, and successfully photographed his face. "
"Confirmed!"
The young man poked at the photo with his finger, and his eyes flashed with excitement, "He is a colleague of Liu Lu, his name is Wan Zhang, and he has been with Liu Lu for more than a year.
According to the traffic surveillance video, after Liu Lu left the company, he has been following behind Liu Lu.
A camera at an intersection 200 meters away from the HY community also captured his presence.
He appeared around nine o'clock in the evening and left around ten o'clock, with enough time to commit the crime.
The big question right now is—"
No evidence.
Surveillance can only be used as circumstantial evidence.
No matter how credible their reasoning was, they couldn't bring Wan Zhang to court.
Qionggong stared at the photo for a long time, then put it down thoughtfully and nodded.
The young man's excited mood calmed down in her long silence, and when she tilted her head, she discovered Fan Huai's existence.
"Hey, little brother, why are you still here
Go back to class quickly, students don't delay learning. "
Fan Huai put on a young face and heard this sentence with mixed feelings.
He rolled his eyes and glanced at the young man, then silently turned his back to him.
The young man felt that he was being mocked silently, and couldn't help touching his face.
It doesn't matter, the skin is thick enough to pretend nothing happens.
Immediately afterwards, the phone that Qiong had placed on the table vibrated.
The police officers dispatched before have been very efficient, and they have successively achieved results.
The firmament opened to the outside, and the rough male voice came from the speaker.
"Captain, I double-checked the details with the witness.
The citizen who lives in the HY community said that he saw a figure rushing out from the direction of the murder scene, wearing clothes very similar to Ning Dongdong, but he actually missed a detail, because he was worried that he would see it by himself. Wrong eye.
He said the murderer may have been a man wearing glasses, because he saw a reflection of the lens. "
Before the person on the phone could finish speaking, the young man who was waiting on the side immediately shouted, "Wan Zhang is wearing glasses! He is the most suspicious person right now!"
The person opposite continued: "If this is the case, the testimony of Wu Ming and Ding Tao is rather strange.
We are now getting ready to meet them. "
"Bring Ning Dongdong there too."
Qiongcang picked up the phone and exchanged glances with Fan Huai, "Tell them that there is clear evidence that Ning Dongdong went the other way, let's see how they react."
The male voice gave a low smile: "Okay, then I'll come to pick you up now."
Hanging up the phone, Qiong Cang picked up the black schoolbag on the ground, handed it to Fan Huai and said, "Put your small schoolbag on your back and wait for your uncle to pick you up at the door."
Fan Huai pursed the corners of his mouth and muttered, and hung the strap on his arm.
Qiong Cang command said: "Back.
Play innocent and pitiful for a while. "
Fan Huai resisted a little, but still carried the schoolbag seriously.
The policeman is very satisfied, so he looks like a high school student.
Qionggong glanced at the young man who kept nodding while watching the excitement.
The latter rolled up his sleeves and said eagerly, "Are you going to call Wan Zhang right away?"
Qiong Cang's hand pressed down, indicating to wait a moment: "By the way, apply for a search warrant and go to his house to see if you can find a pink voice recorder."
"Good."
A member of the detachment either went to Liu Lu's company to search her work records, or was doing background checks on five witnesses, or went to Wan Zhang's house to conduct a carpet search. Only He Jueyun stayed idle.
Comrade Lao He rushed to the door to buy two cups of milk tea and a bag of fruit. When passing by the hall, he received a group of jealous and sour eyes.
However, today's He Jueyun is no longer the old Q brother.
A mature man, in the long process of lying and winning, either learns to be silent or learn to enjoy.
Now he likes this unspoken feeling.
Is it bad to be pampered
When Wan Zhang arrived, the interrogation room was about to be turned into a tea party by He Jueyun.
The table in front was full of melons and fruits, the two of them had a cup of milk tea in each hand, and sat leisurely waiting for him to come in.
Wan Zhang couldn't help but stop and looked at the two of them hesitantly. In a short observation, he keenly tasted the firm consciousness of the two of them "to fight all night and never die".
The police officer who was responsible for bringing him saw him not moving, pushed him, and motioned him to sit in the opposite position.
Wan Zhang's face was dignified, he dragged forward, and he walked extremely heavy in just a few short steps.
He remembered that the police officer had revealed to him on the way that Ning Dongdong had been released safely, and he was even more certain that the police had made a major discovery.
The days of worry and fear finally came, and Wan Zhang sat down on the corner of the table in despair.
His out-of-focus eyeballs spun around in mid-air irregularly, as if he had finally made a decision, the aura around his body sank, and the whole person showed a closed state.
Qiongcang put down the milk tea and asked casually, "Wan Zhang, right? Does Liu Lu know him?"
Wan Zhang lowered his head and did not answer.
He knows that the police's interrogation methods are very clever, using the suspect's tense mentality to set traps unknowingly.
His state at this time is not rational enough to ensure that he will not reveal clues inadvertently, so he simply avoids it passively.
Qiongcang raised his eyelids to look at each other, and continued to ask: "Where did you go on the night of September 21?"
Wan Zhang made up his mind not to say a word or to respond. Facing her question, he didn't even change his posture.
Qiong Cang raised his eyebrows in surprise.
This has not officially begun, and the fixed process of greeting has not progressed.
Wan Zhang almost wrote the words "I am the murderer" on his face.
Qiong Cang threw out the photo in a bad tone and threw it in front of him: "The day Liu Lu died, you followed Liu Lu, why did you follow her?"
"When Liu Lu died, you were nearby, what were you doing there?"
"Aren't you going to explain
Do you think you can't say anything wrong if you don't explain? "
"Dumb
Still can't refute, so default? "
"… "
There was only the voice of Qiong in the interrogation room.
No matter what she said, induced or intensified, Wan Zhang remained silent.
The interrogation turned into a one-man show.
Qiong Cang talked a lot, and gradually felt boring. He coughed and nodded: "Okay, then I will analyze the events of the day of the murder for you again."
She recounted how Wan Zhang followed, hid, murdered, and escaped in chronological order.
"Where did the clothes and shoes go
It should be stained with Liu Lu's blood, right
The first time to kill, afraid? "
Wan Zhang's eyelids jumped when he heard the words, and the muscles on his body became stiff due to maintaining a movement for a long time, resulting in unnatural movements.
He moved a little, but still said nothing.
When Qiong Qiong said the latter, Wan Zhang had already realized it.
The police would keep talking to him, proving that they had no clear evidence that he was safe.
Thinking of this, Wan Zhang relaxed a little.
Shaking his shoulders, he let out a sigh of relief.
Qiongcang noticed his little gesture, and he laughed twice without laughing.
He Jueyun handed her milk tea at the right time, and said with a little courtesy: "Drink a glass of water to calm down."
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Ms. He looked at the various complaints swiped on the live broadcast interface, and neatly clicked the shielding barrage.
She was personally very satisfied with He Jueyun's performance, so that the grapes she ate in her mouth felt even sweeter.
Others are playing games, and her son is seriously in love.
what is this
This is the charm of men.
As soon as she was happy, she couldn't help but want to spend money, diamonds, watches, jewelry, necklaces... Of course, these were not as meaningful as giving a reward to the IQ representative of their old He family.
As a result, netizens were enthusiastically showing the Sanyao administrator their determination and talent to be a dog licker, and were suddenly pushed to the floor by rows of reward notifications.
All the rewards are written with the same ID: Brother He is rich, so rich
I care how rich you are
In Sanyao's territory, who dared to say that he was very rich
The ceiling is still up.
The first reaction of netizens was that this ID was annoying and blocked their opportunity to play. When they watched the information of that ID keep swiping like a waterfall, it seemed to flow down endlessly, from silence to shake, In less than five minutes, the position was completely mutinous.
A group of unscrupulous people are crying and calling Dad, begging them to recognize their long-lost son.
sloppy.
It's that they're not self-sufficient.
That's the power of money!