Human ladder

Wen Yan pleaded guilty.

The next interrogation was a week later when the hospital judged that the suspect was fine.

This time, they finally couldn't hide it from Sun Yi, who stood outside the interrogation room to hear the trial.

In the interrogation room, Wen Yan noticed that the recorder had changed, and Zhao Feng still looked grim.

Wen Yan took the initiative to ask: "Is there any sugar?"

"..."

Zhao Feng suspected that he didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Wen Yan smiled.

He was still wearing the same clothes a week ago, with stubble growing around his mouth, adding a few years of age to him in vain.

"Sugar, mints."

He gestured with his hand and compared Zhao Feng to a shape the size of a sugar cube, but he also forgot the name of that mint, so he racked his brains for a long time.

No one understands.

Wen Yan lost interest, and thinking that he was just doing it on a whim anyway, he suddenly felt that today's weather was very similar to the day when he went to give Lu Congqi the Baiji bun.

It was very cold that day, and the baiji steamed bun was still steaming, and the meat was fragrant, and Lu Congqi ate it deliciously.

At that time, he handed Wen Yan a mint candy.

Wen Yan's expression was still tense, knowing that everyone was staring at him inside and out, so he couldn't say he was very comfortable.

Left and right are not deeply involved in the world, and they can't hide anything in their hearts, but they still have to accept repeated interrogations, and their minds can't stop for a moment, for fear of being caught by the experienced Zhao Feng.

"You said you pleaded guilty?"

Wen Yan nodded.

"Then tell me, what crime do you plead guilty to?"

Turn active into passive, let the prisoner talk as much as possible, and the interrogator only needs to observe, catch loopholes, and lure.

Wen Yan lowered his head and manipulated his expression: "I killed Diao Qianwei, imitating the suicide case in 96."

Zhao Feng hit the nail on the head: "How did you find Diao Qianwei, and why did you imitate that suicide case?"

"I don't know, I think it's very exciting." Wen Yan looked up at Zhao Feng, with sarcasm in his eyes, and said with a twitch of his mouth: "He ran away after besieging me that time, and I have been looking for him since then, thinking that he will be there How can I hide, the news is too complicated, Wu Xiu had an accident that time, I only found out who came back with Diao Qianwei, and said that he brought back a new product from the southeast coast."

He leaned back, spread his hands on the table, shrugged and said, "Then there are competitions for territory, customers, goods, etc. Shouldn't you know these things better than me?"

Zhao Feng said indifferently: "No, you should know better than us."

Zhao Feng then lit a cigarette and said, "Tell me about your drug trafficking."

……

The whole interrogation is over.

Sun Yi didn't cry or make trouble, he wore black casual clothes, and his shoes were black leather shoes with thick soles like those worn by police officers, they were not distinctive all year round.

At this point, she stood alone outside the interrogation room, staring at Wen Yan in the surveillance camera, but just closed her eyes as if she couldn't stand it.

Someone yelled for comfort.

But Sun Yi raised her hand to stop her, she stood for a while, no one showed any signs of expression, she just closed the door and went out no matter how she came in.

But after a while, a policewoman heard a mournful cry in the bathroom.

The people coming and going stopped after listening, looked at each other solemnly for a while, and then walked away quickly.

Wen Yan saw Sun Yi in the detention center again. Before that, he went to identify the scene and explained the incident in detail.

Everything seemed to be done by him, and even the chain of evidence became more and more complete as the case progressed, and it became a firm fact.

Wen Yan didn't know if everything would go as Meng Shi expected. During his time in the detention center, he had fought with people, was accosted by people with malicious intentions, and was locked in the dormitory and almost raped.

Even so, the person who should appear still did not appear.

Until he waited for Sun Yi to come.

Wen Yan raised his head and looked at Sun Yi, without saying a word.

His hair was shaved clean, his eyebrows were raised, and there were still blood scabs on the corner of his mouth, and his facial features were sharper and more prominent.

Sun Yi almost didn't recognize it.

Under Wen Yan's gaze, she stood up a little uneasy, opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

She saw Wen Yan sitting opposite, smiled at her, and said, "Mom."

All of a sudden, he seemed to have caused trouble and ran home secretly.

Sun Yi almost couldn't hold back.

But time was running out, she said quickly: "During this period, relatives are not allowed to visit, and I was ordered to suspend my job for investigation. I only have a few minutes for the Meng Bureau to come forward in person."

Wen Yan didn't particularly want to talk about these things.

But knowing that Sun Yi must have been devastated by this matter these days, he simply settled down and listened to her.

"I'll hire the best lawyer for you, if it's really you."

Sun Yi's expression was serious: "Wen Yan, I will take off this police uniform, and I won't recognize you."

Wen Yan was in a hurry, but after thinking about it, he also understood Sun Yi's thoughts, and nodded: "Okay."

Sun Yi: "Did you do it?!"

Wen Yan looked at Sun Yi, and couldn't bear it, but when he thought that it would be a good thing for Sun Yi to stay away from these things: "Yes."

Sun Zhong got up and prepared to leave.

"mom."

Sun Yi didn't turn her head, Wen Yan looked at her back and said, "Tell me about my dad?"

"Tell me what kind of person he is?"

Tell me, what kind of person should I be... what should I do.

Sun Yi turned around, but didn't sit down again, as if he was just fulfilling a person's wish, he didn't intend to stay any longer, and said plainly: "One time in a fighting class, he came to confess, and I refused."

She looked at Wen Yan, and then suddenly remembered that the person in front of her was the son of her and Wen Guochao, but Wen Guochao could no longer scold Wen Yan.

Sun Yi was slightly moved, and said unnaturally: "My reason at that time was that he was too weak to protect me."

"Wen Guochao said it."

Wen Yan couldn't help asking: "What did he say?"

In the fighting class that time, Sun Yi was sweating profusely. After hitting all the girls, he started to challenge the boys. Wen Guochao was the first to run over.

Whispered to her that he liked her.

After hearing Sun Yi's refusal, Wen Guochao said: "You are a policeman in front of the people, you are the people in front of me, and the police will always protect the people. Even if you die, I will protect you...you have seen before What is the death protection like?"

Thinking of this, Sun Yi smiled, and looked less serious and rigid: "His words are the same as the fat house boy in the late stage of the second stage of cancer. At first glance, he looks like a kid who has watched too many hot-blooded anime. Everyone present Everyone laughed."

Wen Yan also laughed when he heard this, his face was soft and happy, separated from Sun Yi by thick glass, his eyes overlapped on the glass mirror, mother and child were indistinguishable from each other.

"How did you come back?"

Sun Yi has a calm expression and a steady voice. He wears work clothes meticulously, capable and decent.

It's just that her complexion is too bad, and her eyes are bloodshot, making people feel that she is about to shed blood and tears in the next second.

But she was gentle when she mentioned her dead husband, the person who was always around the mother and son.

She took a breath and said softly: "I said..."

"I haven't seen protecting each other with death, but isn't the one who forced me to die right in front of me? What? If I don't promise you, you still want to jump off the building in shame and anger?"

Wen Yan couldn't help laughing, the laughter was hoarse and long, as if he had grown into dozens of years in vain.

Sun Yi fell silent, staring at Wen Yan.

"..."

The two of them said nothing more, neither could see any unsatisfactory interest in each other's eyes.

On the contrary, the tacit silence between each other seems to be thinking silently.

So be it.

It can only be this way.

"That……"

Sun Yi stood up, but was interrupted by Wen Yan before he finished speaking.

"Goodbye... don't pay attention to the scolding outside, and don't go online."

A trace of sadness flashed across Sun Yi's expression, he nodded almost in a panic, pulled the hem of his clothes with both hands, and lifted his feet to leave.

Wen Yan called out to her sullenly at this moment.

In fact, Sun Yi might not be able to hear it, but she sensed that Wen Yan still had something to say, so she turned around and looked at Wen Yan.

"Do you believe it?... I have, and I want you to be proud of me."

"..."

Sun Yi's shoulders trembled, and he looked at Wen Yan, neither saying he believed it nor saying he didn't believe it.

Sun Yi bowed her head and took two steps, then walked faster and faster, her steps became more and more messy and staggered, she panicked as if she was running away, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, she turned her head and shouted at Wen Yan: "Then why did you do this? ?!"

"I was forced to accept the fact that your father is dead. Wen Guochao was rated as a first-class martyr! Why can't you help me when I don't know how to investigate or make trouble?!"

"What are you doing?! You are still young, so you have the right to be rebellious! Disobedient! Make trouble!! Do nothing!!! I hate it! I hate you for knowing that your father died without knowing why, why can't you be like others Work hard to fight for your father in the future? Why can't you be like your father?! Why you! Why! I hate iron but steel, and you still skip class all day to play in those bad places!"

Sun Zhong messed up his hair because of his excited roar.

Wen Yan was yelled at by Sun Yi, his heart and lungs were racing, and seeing Sun Yi's embarrassed questioning, the wounds all over his body did not hurt as much as now.

He couldn't stand up in pain.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't shed tears, couldn't shed fresh blood, avoiding the flesh and blood and hitting the soul directly.

The mother and son had often quarreled before, in front of Wen Guochao:

"I think you just let your dad spoil you. What kind of family are we? We really bought him a motorcycle when we said we were playing with it? How old is he?! It's still so expensive!"

Wen Yan hid behind the door and shouted unconvinced: "Second-hand!"

Sun Yi made a gesture to fight.

"You're the one who spoiled your husband! Whose mother doesn't stay at home or cook all day long!?"

Wen Guochao was sandwiched between these two, holding the plate with a troubled expression——

The wife holds a feather duster in the living room.

The son hid in the bedroom and dared not come out.

He sighed heavily, trying to reconcile it: "Then what... I have eaten, today is Wen Yan's beer duck, and A's braised pork..."

"To shut up!"

"To shut up!"

Wen Guochao, who was between the two of them, finally shut up forever, and no one came out to mediate for the two of them.

So the quarrel intensified.

This rift can never be repaired.