Grace

Words and deeds help yourself accomplish something.

In the current situation, Xing Dao is the piece on the middle chessboard that they all have to fight for, but one side chooses to attack and the other chooses to defend.The only variable that can break the stalemate is that this chess piece that was supposed to determine the outcome of the offense and defense will shatter on its own during the mutual combat.

But since ancient times, the chessboard has been the battlefield, and every chess piece has the same fate, and will eventually go to destruction, especially if the same chess piece is stalemate, then it needs to see who has the better skills and can make this chess piece live longer.

"Since he likes to analyze other people's expressions, then you can also take the initiative to analyze his expressions." Qu Zhiwei rested his elbows on his knees, resting his chin on his palms, staring into Zhong Ping's eyes thoughtfully, thinking To analyze his next move from it.

It's a pity that Zhong Ping covered up too much, without showing any extra emotions, so that he failed to see Zhong Ping's thoughts.

This is a trap, the fox in the cage can't be too arrogant, can stretch out its claws across the cage and play with the people outside the cage wantonly.

Xing Dao had seen a lot of prisoners, and met even more prisoners who refused to plead guilty at the beginning. Sometimes he had to spend five or six days in the interrogation room, but in the end only the other party surrendered.

The way he treats Zhong Duo is straight to the point.

The more a person likes to play psychological warfare, the less he will give the other party a chance to play psychological warfare. How can someone who can be the leader in the interrogation room not have studied criminal psychology?Therefore, even though Qu Zhiwei was not outside today, he made up his mind to take down Zhong Ping within 24 hours.

"Do you admit to the crime Miss Li Qinghua said on TV?"

"They and I are classmates and brothers and sisters. We get along very well on weekdays. To be honest, I don't know where I offended them. Why did you frame me like this." Zhong Ping looked innocent.

Xing Dao didn't look at his face, and didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

Xing Dao picked up a few documents from the cardboard box next to the chair, threw them in front of him, pointed to the documents and said to him: "This records the case of the year, including the death report of the young girl Jing Xin who was less than seven years old. Do you need me to read it to you word by word, to help you recall the crime methods of those years?"

"I said that I didn't kill anyone. What Li Qinghua and Jing Rong said were all lies. I was a well-known three-good student at that time. How could I go out of my way to kill people?"

"Three good students?" Xing Dao laughed out loud. "Oh, it's the so-called children of other people's families, right? Then why are you unemployed after graduating from university, can't find a formal job, and write novels every day?"

"Can I understand that you look down on my work?" Zhong Ping's face turned dark.

Xing Dao lowered his head slightly, and the corners of his lips moved. "I don't look down on you, but I can't rely on you to say that you are a good person. I have to believe that you are a good person. I have to produce evidence to prove that you were both good in character and learning at that time."

"Of course there is evidence. People who know me have a very good impression of me."

"Where did you live when you were in third grade? What school did you go to?"

Zhong Ping thought for a while, and then said a string of addresses and the name of a primary school.

Xing Dao picked up the paper on the table and wrote it down, then asked the policeman at the door to hand it over to Qu Zhiwei.After Qu Zhiwei saw the address, he remembered that Lin Xi's family seemed to have bought that piece of land now, and they were talking about compensation after the demolition, and the residents there were moving out one after another.

Without further ado, he hurriedly called Lin Xi and asked him to visit the residential building in person and ask the neighbors about Zhong Ping's personality.

Then he asked two young policemen to go to Cangyu Affiliated Primary School to find the teachers who taught Zhong Tie back then, and check with them about Zhong Tie's previous performance in school.

In it, Xing Dao was still talking about Jing Xin's matter, and there was no tense atmosphere, but no matter what he said, Zhong Ping was indifferent, and Zhong Ping didn't feel the tension of his crime being exposed at all.Until Xing Dao took out the bottom picture, it was a small fingerprint with some damage on it, making it unclear what the fingerprint looked like.

Xing Dao clasped his index finger on the paper, "This is the fingerprint collected at the scene by the personnel who investigated the case at the time, and it was confirmed to be the fingerprint of a child, so it was very sure that this was a crime committed by a minor who killed a minor. case." He suddenly leaned forward and fell in front of Zhong Pie, staring into his dark eyes. "It turns out that you are not just a lunatic who imagined becoming a demon, but also a pervert who likes to abuse children. How does it feel to wear animal skins at a young age?"

Zhong Ping leaned back on the chair back, his eyes did not avoid Xing Dao's sight while moving.His expression was as indifferent as ever, without anger or fear, his head was slightly turned, and the line of his neck was stretched straight.

His fingers ran back and forth over the mandible.

"Beasts can never become humans, but humans can become beasts anytime and anywhere. This is not to say the difference between humans and beasts, but to prove the gap in dominance between the two." This is what he read from a novel In a word, at first glance, he agrees with this sentence, and now it is very appropriate to say it.Beasts do not have human nature because of their age, and humans have animal nature regardless of age. Perhaps this is the only similarity between them.

"Then... do you think you are a human or a beast?" Xing Dao seized the vacancy in his consciousness and began to lure him.

Without hesitation, Zhong Ping replied, "I am a beast."

"Why do you consider yourself a beast?"

"Because now this is the place to tame animals. You have a whip in your hand, so you are a person. Then I can only be a poor beast."

Xing Dao remained silent, watching him and stopped talking.

Suddenly, the mobile phone placed on the corner of the table turned on, and the soothing music sounded. Xing Dao glanced at the number and frowned inadvertently, then turned his head and looked out the glass window again.He didn't know that his behavior had attracted Zhong's attention, and Zhong's realized that there was a person standing on the other side of the glass.

And he quickly guessed who it was, and immediately understood who it was who called Xing Dao at this moment.

The person who avoids himself but pays attention to himself is nothing more than Qu Zhiwei.

He smiled confidently, folded his arms, and said to Xing Dao: "Do you need to go out to answer the phone?"

Xing Dao glanced at him, hesitated for a few seconds, and hung up the phone.He knew that Zhong Tie was telling himself through his eyes that he had seen through all the tricks.

At this moment, Xing Dao was flustered, but he didn't show it on his face.

The second time another call came in, this time he and Zhong Ding looked at the phone at the same time, the number displayed on it had changed, it seemed that this time it was not from Qu Zhiwei.Xing Dao hesitated for two seconds, and chose to connect in person.

The other end of the phone said that someone was looking for Zhong Ying.

Now not only Xing Dao was stunned, but even Zhong Ping was also stunned.

After some inquiries, I learned that the person who was looking for Zhong Ting was Zhong Ting's editor.

Hearing this, Zhong Ting suddenly remembered that today is the deadline for the manuscript. At this time last week, he had agreed with the editor to deliver the manuscript on time. Unfortunately, the manuscript was finished, but the content was saved in a USB flash drive at home. He is now at the police station Here, there is no way to send it to the editor.

The sudden uninvited person made Zhong Yu show another expression, Xing Dao and Qu Zhiwei both thought that this was undoubtedly an opportunity to come to their door.

Before they took the initiative to attack, Zhong Tie couldn't help but ask: "Can you lend me a computer?"

After a while, Xing Dao said, "No..."

"I'm not a criminal now, you have no right to treat me as a criminal!" Zhong Ping said directly and sternly. "I have my own personal rights. I need to use a computer now. You can either provide me with a computer or let me go home now. You choose!"

"...well, I can lend you my computer."

Afterwards, Zhong Ping's expression softened slightly, and he took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket and placed them in front of Xing Dao. "This is the key to my house. Please send someone to my house to get a white USB flash drive. There are my novel manuscripts in it. If you are worried, you can check my USB flash drive."

Handing over the keys is undoubtedly "handing over" the right to enter the house.

Xing Dao was puzzled suddenly, he didn't believe that Zhong Tie would be so generous, and he didn't care at all that he sent someone to take this opportunity to search his house for evidence of his crime.

Qu Zhiwei also had the same doubts.

They quickly thought that the reason why Zhong Ping was able to let the police enter his house calmly was because he was sure that his house was clean, and it was impossible for anyone to tear off his "coat" from his house.

That being the case, is there still a need to investigate his home?

This is a multiple-choice question that tests people. It feels like the air in the room has become slow, and the speed of time passing while breathing is getting faster and faster.

While his mind was in a state of confusion, another call came in from his mobile phone.

Xing Dao quickly picked up the phone and pressed the answer button, and put it to his ear. He didn't speak but listened to the person on the other end of the phone. In just ten seconds, the call ended.Xing Dao walked back to the table with a solemn expression, picked up the key and walked out of the interrogation room. After he left, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhong Ping's lips very slowly.

Chapter 22

◎More than an hour later, Dao Xing came back.

He had an extra notebook in his hand, which was full of scribbles scribbled with a black gel pen.When he comes back, sick

After more than an hour, Xing Dao came back.

He had an extra notebook in his hand, which was full of scribbles scribbled with a black gel pen.As soon as he came back, he was no longer in a hurry to interrogate Zhong Ping, but sat opposite Zhong Ping and carefully read the contents recorded in the notebook, sometimes frowning and sometimes closing his eyes forcefully.

He ignored Zhong Ping, and Zhong Ping also sat quietly with interest, not disturbing him or distracting his attention.

After Xing Dao finished reading it, he threw the book aside with a headache