Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

As soon as Meng Fugui arrived at the scene, he immediately concluded that this was a rape and murder case, and the murderer was Yang Huailin.

But to be honest, no matter he or the others in the team, as soon as they saw the scene, they would definitely suspect Yang Huailin.

The scene was too obvious. After examining the body, the forensic doctor told Meng Fugui that the woman was strangled to death and the murderer had sex with her after strangling her.

Therefore, there were no signs of struggle on the victim's lower body. However, the forensic doctor found that there was skin tissue between the fingers of the female corpse, which should have been torn during the process of being strangled.

Meng Fugui ordered his men to take the female corpse and Yang Huailin away. He had already determined that Yang Huailin must be the murderer, and it was useless for him to deny it.

Yang Huailin was awakened by a basin of water. He opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the unfamiliar place in front of him. He moved his body and found that he had been hung up.

The next half month was the darkest time in his life. He was recovering his memory almost every minute, but his memory was vague, or he had no idea that he had killed someone.

After half a month, he finally signed the confession, admitting that he met his neighbor Ruan Xiangzhi when he went to the toilet in the middle of the night. He was so lustful that he wanted to force Ruan Xiangzhi to sleep with him.

Ruan Xiangzhi refused to obey and fought back desperately. Yang Huailin was furious and strangled Ruan Xiangzhi to death. Then...

This case is over. Those who deserved to be shot were shot, and those who deserved to be rewarded were rewarded.

As a result, twenty years later, in 79, a man named Wang Yanlai, who attempted murder but failed, was arrested and confessed that in April 59, he had strangled a woman with stomach upset in the toilet of Zhaijiakou Hutong and put the blame on a drunk man.

It had been twenty years since Yang Huailin was shot. If Yang Huailin were reincarnated now, he would have become a hero.

This case was found by Dabao from a pile of old papers when he was managing the archives.

When he heard that it was Yang Huailin today, Dabao turned back. Two lifetimes of police career and the sense of responsibility engraved in his bones would not allow him to remain silent while watching someone being wronged.

"Your name is Yang Huailin?"

Yang Huailin's eyes were dull and empty, and he nodded mechanically.

"Can you tell me about the crime? If you were truly wrongly accused, I will help you redress your innocence."

Yang Huailin seemed to be a little angry. He finally raised his eyes to look at Dabao, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Is it meaningful? I'm already like this, what does it matter whether I live or die? Go away... I feel sick when I see your clothes..."

Dabao straightened up and looked at Yang Huailin. He knew how fragile a person was when in despair, but when a person was not afraid of death, what in this world could make him afraid?

"What are you doing? We're going to gather and get on the bus. Who's talking to a criminal?"

Several police officers came over, and the one in front was a big, strong man. He was Meng Fugui, the captain of the criminal investigation team of the Dongcheng Branch.

Originally, their criminal investigation team was not responsible for escorting criminals, but he was the one who solved Yang Huailin's case, so he was responsible for leading people to escort Yang Huailin through the streets.

Meng Fugui saw two police officers standing in front of Yang Huailin, seemingly discussing something. There was also a police officer from the detention center standing aside, holding a steamed bun and a bowl of vegetable soup.

Meng Fugui was a little anxious because he had won the third-class merit in the Yang Huailin case, but he knew that there were loopholes in the case and it was very likely that Yang Huailin had not killed the person.

However, it is impossible for him to find another murderer. What if Yang Huailin is really wronged, and he brings people to torture him day and night to make him confess to the murder, wouldn't that be a slap in his own face?

If I get punished again, I will have no chance of promotion.

So he ran over in a hurry. When Yang Huailin heard Meng Fugui's voice, he immediately lowered his head to the ground in fear, trembling all over.

The two police officers, one tall and one short, had their backs to him. He couldn't see their faces and didn't know who they were.

"Get out of here right now! Stop wasting your time and energy. What are you saying to a death row inmate? Hasn't anyone taught you the rules?"

Meng Fugui saw the two police officers slowly turn around and look at him coldly.

Meng Fugui was stunned. On such a hot day in June, he broke out in a cold sweat. A chill spread from his tailbone to the top of his head.

His scalp was tingling.

Meng Fugui knew Dabao. When the Jiang Jinsong case was going on, all the members of the Criminal Investigation Team went to the Gulou Street Police Station for a meeting, and of course he, the team leader, was not left out.

He personally witnessed Dabao slamming the table and confronting the political commissar. Later, he also heard that Director Qin was Director Lu's nephew and the top official of the Jingcheng Bureau.

How could Meng Fugui dare to have a fight with Dabao for such a person?

Thinking of this, Meng Fugui quickly put on a smile, but this smile was uglier than crying.

"Qin, Director Qin, why are you here?"

Dabao said coldly: "Why? Do I need to ask you for instructions?"

Meng Fugui's smile turned into embarrassment. He didn't expect Qin Dabao to not give him any face at all. His face became very ugly.

Dabao ignored him and said to Yang Huailin with a friendly face: "Can you tell me the details of the case? Maybe I can help you."

Meng Fugui's face turned even uglier when he heard this. He suppressed his anger and his lips trembled slightly.

"Captain Qin, what do you mean? This case is closed, the criminal has confessed, and he will be executed after a public trial. Do you have any further questions?"

Qin Dabao ignored him and continued to say to Yang Huailin: "This is your last chance. If you don't tell me now, you will never be able to tell me again."

Yang Huailin's body was shaking, and a beast-like growl came from his throat.

Meng Fugui's anger could no longer be suppressed. He shouted: "Qin Dabao, don't go too far. This is my case. Why do you interfere?"

Dabao turned around and said coldly: "Why? With this uniform and the national emblem on my head, isn't it enough?"

Meng Fugui gnashed his teeth and said: "Don't go too far. Don't think that you are successful at a young age. That's because you have a good uncle. Without your uncle, you are nothing.

This case is very clear, there is no injustice, so you don't need to worry about it! "

He turned to his men and said, "Put the man in the car and set off immediately for the public trial."

Suddenly, Yang Huailin desperately screamed: "I am innocent, I am innocent..."

Now everyone looked over.

Meng Fugui laughed grimly and shouted, "Unjust? It's too late, go tell the King of Hell!"

Dabao snorted and said, "Why is it too late? He's not dead yet. There's no need to go to the King of Hell to seek justice. Here, I have more influence than the King of Hell."

Meng Fugui turned around and glared at Dabao, saying word by word: "Qin Dabao, you and I are both police officers, we are family. Why should we tear each other apart over a criminal? Besides, what good will it do you to overturn this case?

Even if the case is overturned, it will not only bring shame upon me, but also upon the entire police force.”

"Shame? Compared to fairness and justice, compared to the truth, face is worthless. I don't want any benefits. I just want to be worthy of this uniform I wear. That's enough."

Meng Fugui bit his lips until they bled: "Qin Dabao, are you really going to ignore the friendship of your colleagues and do what you want?"

Dabao said coldly: "Friendship? When did I have any friendship with you? Who do you think you are?"

Meng Fugui couldn't bear it any longer. He cursed: "Fuck you Qin Dabao, get out of here! Someone, take Yang Huailin away!"

His subordinates were also panicking. They were also involved in the forced confession. If the case was overturned, they would be in big trouble.

Just as they were about to step forward, a short figure suddenly jumped up and punched Meng Fugui in the face. Meng Fugui cried out and fell backwards.

Now his subordinates dared not move...