The light in the interrogation room was pale, and it shone on Hu Qiyi's face like a layer of cold frost.

He leaned back in his chair, a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, and stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, as if the police, evidence, and interrogation around him had nothing to do with him.

The psychological defense he built was like a thick wall of ice, hard and cold.

Even under the force of Li Xiangnan's words, a smile appeared on his lips and he said contemptuously, "Li Xiangnan, do you really think that poor imagination of yours can make a living? You can convict me based on these patchwork stories? I said, the one who committed the crime was my dad, that bastard dad. I have nothing to do with it! I, Hu Qiyi, am innocent!"

As he uttered the last sentence, he stared at Li Xiangnan and Guo Qian, practically roaring. The iron tools that locked him to the bench rattled with his movements, and the entire interrogation room was filled with his manic and arrogant aura.

The observation room next door.

Everyone subconsciously pursed their lips and clasped their hands together tightly, not daring to have any communication at this moment, nor daring to miss any of Li Xiangnan's words to make a judgment, let alone Hu Qiyi's condition.

However, in everyone's heart, the story woven by Li Xiangnan had already moved their emotions. They were deeply shocked, horrified, and stunned by the various characters in the story, Hu Erliu, Hu Qiyi, and Zhao Cuifen.

Everyone expected Li Xiangnan to use all the information he had obtained so far to completely break down the psychological defenses of Hu Qiyi, who was committing heinous crimes, despising humanity, and acting recklessly.

In the end, the murderer and poisoner were brought to justice.

Snapped!

Suddenly, Li Xiangnan walked quickly to the iron table, took out a photo from his pocket and threw it on the table.

When Hu Qiyi saw the photo, his smiling mouth suddenly froze.

This is an extremely special photo. The objects in it are just a few tiny orange-yellow crystals with a metallic luster.

But Hu Qiyi's expression indicated that he knew this thing.

"Familiar, right? Did you recognize it?"

Li Xiangnan smiled grimly.

"This was found in your Hu family. It's also under your bed, on the windowsill, and in those two bags of residual poison powder! Does it look familiar? Ammonium vanadate—the unique catalyst used in the catalytic workshop of the Red Star Fertilizer Plant!"

Li Xiangnan sneered, "Hu Qiyi, you don't really think that I waited here tonight specifically for nothing, do you?"

Hu Qiyi's eyes twitched slightly.

Li Xiangnan turned around and went back to the door, opened it, dragged in a small cart, and picked up a few special bottles from it.

"Hu Qiyi, you're really too clever for your own good!"

"In order to prevent anyone from tracing back to the prison administration and discovering that you had used the prison's rat poison, you used your knowledge to make your own poison! But have you ever considered the ingredients?"

Li Xiangnan picked up a glass bottle.

"This is the prison's rat poison: grayish-black, coarse, and filled with impurities (mud, sawdust). They use a product from the Dongcheng Chemical Factory, and its ingredients are very different from your homemade stuff!"

"And what about your poison powder? It's gray-black, high-purity, and contains ammonium chloride (flux) and ammonium vanadate. You're worried that Shen Yujing won't be killed by the poison in a short time, so you deliberately accelerated the chemical reaction. But you know what? You're the one who's shooting yourself in the foot!"

"The powder left in Shen Yujing's mouth and nose, and outside the prison vents, matches the zinc phosphide made at the fertilizer factory found in your home: its composition is an exact match!"

"Can you explain?"

Hu Qiyi sneered, "There are thousands of people working at the fertilizer factory, and they're framing me with a little powder? There are so many workers there, who am I? I'm just a worker there, so it's not too much for the factory to give me some benefits during the holidays, right?"

Bang!

Guo Qian was so angry that he slapped the table.

"Hu Qiyi, stop being so unreasonable! The fertilizer factory gives you pesticide raw materials during the holidays? Are you stupid or am I? I advise you to take care of yourself!"

Hu Qiyi stiffened his neck and stopped talking.

But under the illumination of the tungsten lamp, a bright mark appeared on his forehead.

He became nervous.

After Guo Qian strengthened his momentum, he glanced at Li Xiangnan.

"Hu Qiyi, are you still being stubborn?" Li Xiangnan smiled and said calmly, "Why don't you just confess? I won't bring out the rest of the stuff!"

"Take it all! I want to see how you can slander me!" Hu Qiyi roared righteously.

"Okay! I'll satisfy you!" Li Xiangnan turned around and got out of the car, took out another stack of information and placed it on his iron table.

"Familiar?"

"..."

Hu Qiyi looked down at the two signatures and the trace identification on the table. His eyes turned cold and he said deliberately, "What are you doing? What the hell is this..."

"Handwriting identification report!" Li Xiangnan pulled out a chemistry notebook from the car without waiting for him to refute. "Does this look familiar?"

Hu Qiyi raised his head and his pupils shrank.

"These are your notes from your favorite chemistry class in middle school! We found a lot of traces of the three characters 'Hu, Er, Liu' in them! After comparing them to your signature in the prison register, it's 100% yours! You forgot that your father was left-handed and never went to school, so his signature wasn't fixed. No matter how hard you try, you can't replicate his essence, and you can't completely abandon the handwriting habits you've had for so many years!"

Hu Qiyi's fingers curled up unconsciously.

"You still don't admit it?"

Li Xiangnan tilted his head, returned to the table, and raised a transcript of his confession.

"You suddenly returned home. With your reputation in Zhima Hutong for so many years, you scared so many of your neighbors! They've been worried since you came back, and they keep an eye on your house all day..."

Hu Qiyi frowned.

"So, more than a dozen neighboring aunts and uncles saw you leaving the house on the 24th wearing your father's work clothes! Two of them even went to your house in person, knocked on the door, and found your father drunk!"

Hu Qiyi's breathing became disordered.

"Don't you care about these witnesses?" Li Xiangnan smiled coldly.

"Okay!" Li Xiangnan suddenly clapped his hands and waved towards the observation room, "Old Wei and Xiao Liu, come in!"

Tatata!

In just a few seconds, the two men ran into the interrogation room with excited looks on their faces.

"Advisor Li, what are you doing?"

Li Xiangnan walked up to Hu Qiyi and suddenly pressed his shoulder.

"Take his shoes off!"

"???"

Hu Qi was stunned for a moment.

Wei Jingfei and Liu Dazhi took off Hu Qiyi's cloth shoes in an instant as quickly as eating skewers.

Hu Qiyi's Adam's apple suddenly rolled, and cold sweat dripped down his cheeks.

"Hu Qiyi, of course you could wear your father's work clothes, your father's hat, ride your father's bicycle, sign your father's name and go to prison, pretending your father poisoned you! But you forgot that you're taller than your father, and you haven't lived at home all year. Your father doesn't have any shoes for you! You had no choice but to wear your size 42 cloth shoes to go to prison and commit crimes!"

Li Xiangnan stepped closer, his eyes sharp as a knife, and sneered, "These shoes, the mud pattern, the grass pattern, the shoe pattern, as long as we compare them, we can definitely confirm that you have been to the crime scene!"

boom!

With three pieces of solid evidence before him, the psychological defense line built by Hu Qiyi finally cracked.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

However, at this time, Hu Qiyi still kept his mouth shut, his eyes rolling wildly, trying to keep the trapped beast from fighting.

But Li Xiangnan didn't give him any chance at all.

He suddenly slowed down his tone and took something out of the evidence bag.

Inside, there was a palm-sized, burnt and deformed piece of wood with marks remaining on the edge, and half of the word "Li" could be vaguely seen.

Hu Qiyi's pupils suddenly contracted! His breathing instantly stopped!

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