crime shadow [criminal investigation]

At this time, most people are asleep, only a few lights are on in the dilapidated community, and there are occasional barking of stray dogs.

Wen Hongliang was still busy, coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot soup.

This house is too small, one bedroom, but there are three people to live in, and the sundries are piled up everywhere, and it is difficult to stretch one's legs.The younger sister is a girl who occupies the only bedroom, the father sleeps in the living room, and he puts a simple bed on the balcony.

He kicked away the cardboard box blocking the way, and placed the stainless steel basin in front of an old man.The old man's eyes were astigmatized, his dry hands were shaking endlessly, and he sat by the bed and called Wen Yu's name.

"Xiaoyu, where's my Xiaoyu? She told me that school is over, why hasn't she come back?"

The old man's mouth shrunk, pulling the loose skin like bark, and finally regained some vitality. Fog welled up in his cloudy eyes, and he pretended to cry.

Wen Hongliang stirred the soup, comforting in a soft voice: "Dad, have you forgotten? Xiaoyu has gone to school, and she hasn't finished school yet."

The old man couldn't tell the difference between today and evening, he nodded blankly, and then repeated in a low voice: "It's not over yet, it's not over yet..."

In the end, I believed it myself.

"Yes," Wen Hongliang scooped up the soup, and passed the spoon to the old man's mouth, "Didn't you say you were hungry? Let's go to bed after eating, and Xiaoyu will be out of school after waking up."

Wen Hongliang was also sleepy, his eyelids were about to hit the floor.However, the old man refused to go to sleep, either arguing to go out to find his daughter or asking him where Xiaoyu had gone, which caused him to have a nervous breakdown.

The old man's eyes moved suddenly, as if thinking of something, five thin fingers held Wen Hongliang's injured hand.Wen Hongliang shook his hands, poured out some soup, and looked back at his father.

After a while, the old man tilted his head and blamed him: "Wait... When Xiaoyu gets out of school, you are not allowed to scold her anymore. She is a good boy, buy me meat buns."

Wen Hongliang was a little dumbfounded: "Okay, don't scold her, and I won't scold Xiaoyu again. Let's eat and sleep, ah."

As soon as the old man thought of waking up, he would be able to see his daughter. He took the bowl and slurped the soup, licking the bottom of the bowl clean.

Wen Hongliang waited on his old man to go to bed, heaved a sigh of relief when he was done, picked up the bowls and went to the kitchen to clean them.There was a knock on the door just after washing, and the old man who was lying down was shocked, turned over and got out of bed, and ran to open the door barefoot.

"I woke up, Xiaoyu is back!"

Wen Hongliang felt annoyed, and yelled, "Dad!"

There were a few tall and burly men standing outside the door. The old man didn't see his daughter, so disappointed, his expression quickly dimmed, and he went back to bed in despair.

The living room was unobstructed, Jiang Bei glanced over, and finally looked at Wen Hongliang who was standing at the door of the kitchen: "The criminal police detachment of the Municipal Bureau, we have seen it, and your sister's case needs your cooperation, please come with me. Xiao Zhang Xiao Li, you stay and watch the old man."

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Half an hour later, the interrogation room.

"Wen Hongliang, did you use the name Li Mingyang?"

"Uh... yes, yes, it's all me."

“9月4日晚8点到9点、以及9月5日下午3点到5点之间，你在哪儿，干了什么，有人能替你作证吗？”

"Those two days... Oh, I took care of my dad at home, and my dad can testify for me. He came to the police station halfway because of my sister's accident. You all know it. I want to ask why I was brought here Police station, I have to go home and take care of my dad."

Outside the one-way glass, Jiang Bei was wearing a headset, watching Wen Hongliang on the other side of the glass.

The incident happened suddenly, and Wen Hongliang didn't even have time to change his shoes. He was wearing a pair of sandals and slippers, and his toes were curled up nervously.Even so, he still had enough drama on his face, showing an expression of not knowing why, and when he acted emotionally, he even rubbed his temples with his gauze-wrapped hands.

"Damn, his father is demented and cannot be a witness." Lin An rolled up his sleeves and made a gesture to rush into the interrogation room, "He definitely did it on purpose."

Wang Zhipeng suppressed this impulsive and irritable young man, couldn't help thinking of his son again, and said in Lin An's wailing voice, "Sorry if it's intentional, we don't have conclusive evidence, he's going to insist that he's taking care of him." His father with dementia, there is nothing he can do about it. If he dares to play tricks under the nose of the police, he must have already thought of a way to deal with it."

"No, what did I do? If it's okay, I'll leave first. If my dad wakes up, you won't be able to take care of him." Wen Hongliang couldn't do without his dad, as if he was a dutiful son.

At this time, Jiang Bei pressed the headset and said to Yang Chao who was in charge of the interrogation: "Ask when his hand was injured."

"How did you hurt your hand?"

Just as Wen Hongliang stood up, he sat back on the chair and said, "I was injured while working on the construction site yesterday."

Jiang Bei listened, and the doubts in his heart were immediately resolved.Yesterday Wen Hongliang took his injured hand to the training class to find Jiangnan to take Wen Yu's belongings. Jiang Nan withheld Wen Yu's notebook. It just so happened that there were blood stains on the notebook.

He pushed open the door of the interrogation room, and the clerk called "Team Jiang" and got up to make room for him.Before Wen Hongliang could react, a fresh green notebook was thrown onto the table with a "snap":

"Have you seen this notebook?"

Wen Hongliang opened his swollen eyes, a line of pupils flickered a few times, shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it."

"Really?" Jiang Bei casually flipped through the notebook in front of Wen Hongliang, with a bit of stretch in his movements, as if he wasn't here for an interrogation, and it didn't matter if the person on the other side said it or not, "Actually, why don't we come here for you?" The meaning is that I want to know about your sister's psychological state with you. Do you know that Wen Yu doesn't like painting?"

Wen Hongliang thought for half a minute before meeting Jiang Bei's eyes, and said forcefully, "I don't know, my sister never mentioned this to me."

"You're lying!" Yang Chao slapped the table and stood up, "How much does it cost to go to art middle school and training classes a year, don't you know?"

"I really don't know," Wen Hongliang spread his hands, "If I knew that Xiaoyu didn't like to learn painting, why bother to go to the construction site early in the morning to earn her tuition, don't you think so, police officer?"

"Damn it! He obviously forced Wen Yu to learn painting because he didn't get into the art university," Lin An said angrily, "Why did he say it out of his mouth and become a good brother who endured hardships?" For my sister to go to school, I jumped from a criminal investigation drama to a warm family drama."

"Stop it," Wang Zhipeng pinched the bridge of his nose, "Besides, I dare not smack my son."

"Well, just pretend that Wen Yu didn't tell you about this," Jiang Bei retracted his notebook, his tone indifferent, "Just pretend that she would rather watch you earn money on the construction site than tell the truth and let you Take it easy, it seems that the relationship between your brother and sister is not as good as outsiders say."

It was said that Wen Hongliang's facial muscles tensed a bit, which was completely different from the person who begged the police to give his sister an explanation in the reception room a few days ago.But this was only a momentary flaw, and soon he returned to his honest appearance.

He said: "The police officer has never raised a child, right? A rebellious youth like Xiaoyu doesn't tell me everything. I think it's normal."

Wen Hongliang answered the police's questions almost fluently, and said some ambiguous words, which made sense no matter from which analysis, he was obviously an old fritter.

"Xiaoyu is gone. To be honest, I am also very sad. You have already asked what you should ask before. I also cooperate with your investigation."

"Then please continue to cooperate." Jiang Bei leaned slightly and looked into Wen Hongliang's eyes. "Your sister's psychological condition is very bad. She mentioned in her diary more than once that she doesn't like learning painting, and she even said that she would kill her classmate." Classmate, of course, you can say that you don’t know all of this. But she also mentioned a person who read her diary and destroyed her sketches. She said that this person was imprisoning her and wanted to kill her. "

"Kill her?!" Wen Hongliang opened his eyes wide in horror, his lips began to tremble, and after a while, he buried his head in his arms and choked in a timely manner, "...I don't know, it's me...it's me I'm sorry Xiaoyu."

"Stop, stop, stop," Yang Chao couldn't stand it anymore, and forced the urge to hit someone to his dantian, and every word he said was resounding, "You really don't know why we are looking for you? Because you lied! You said you I haven't seen Wen Yu's notebook, how can I explain your blood stains on that notebook, didn't you leave it when you destroyed Wen Yu's sketch?!"

As soon as these words came out, the clerk on the side did not dare to speak out, and Wen Hongliang's sobbing stopped abruptly.The air in the interrogation room seemed to be stagnant, and the incandescent lights above the head baked the atmosphere to a stalemate.

Jiang Bei turned his back and gave Lin An a look outside the glass.However, Lin Anzheng was bending over to tie his shoelaces, Wang Zhipeng accepted his eyes, and the reflex arc carried rough information to start the long decomposition work.

"I haven't read Xiaoyu's notebook." After a long time, Wen Hongliang raised his head from the crook of his arms, every wrinkle filled with tears was full of cunning, "I think there is some misunderstanding in this, I don't know what this thing is Who gave it to you, but yesterday afternoon when I went to the training class to get Xiaoyu’s belongings, Teacher Jiang said that there was nothing missing. Of course, you have a way to confirm that the handwriting on this notebook is Xiaoyu’s, but I really don’t know the existence of this notebook .”

Yang Chao was stunned on the spot, his eyes flicked back and forth between Wen Hongliang and Jiang Bei, and he roughly figured out how the extraordinary bloodstain came from.

Jiang Bei held the cigarette, but didn't light it, and the shredded tobacco leaked from between his fingers: "Wen Yu's training teacher said that the notebook was found in your sister's storage box, and all the students in the training class can testify to this. What about you, how can you prove that you were not at the scene of the crime and that you did not read this diary?"

Wen Hongliang smiled helplessly: "Officer, you are a bit difficult, can you prove that you have not watched TV at home? This is a truth."

Jiang Bei found that this person had a tendency to dominate, and tried to lure him in other directions without saying a few words.He knocked on the notebook with his knuckles: "So you have no evidence, well, our technicians—"

"I'll say it again, I haven't touched this book!" Wen Hongliang didn't wait for Jiang Bei to finish, and growled in a low voice, "You should ask the surname Jiang. up. Am I entitled to a lawyer? I want a lawyer!"

Jiang Bei still said the same thing: "Is there any evidence? If not... According to the test results of the technicians, you are a major suspect in the murder case. Also, I want to ask you, how did you know Cheng Ye and Jiang Nan?"

Wang Zhipeng broke out in a cold sweat, and finally came to his senses, kicking Lin An next to him: "Quickly ask your colleagues if the investigation has progressed, and you can also ask Sun Yihang if the [-] remembers anything, and by the way, I will buy one for your boss." Durian is back. Kobayashi? What are you doing?!"

Lin An's ass was kicked inexplicably, and he said dissatisfiedly: "I just tie a shoelace, why are you kicking me?"

"Are you tying a Chinese knot?" Wang Zhipeng picked him up, "Let me tell you, the blood on Wen Yu's notebook was made by someone, and the brat surnamed Jiang is really getting worse and worse. Your boss knows This matter is still tied to people, do you know what it means? You need your criminal police detachment to find conclusive evidence as soon as possible, otherwise Wen Hongliang will find a lawyer and run away. You still have the intention to tie a Chinese knot. If you don’t live up to it, get out of here !"

Lin An wrote down the account, and was about to talk to Lao Wang again when he turned around, and immediately ran out of the cubicle like a whirlwind.

Facing Jiang Bei's question, Wen Hongliang thought for a long time: "Cheng Ye... oh, that student. At that time, Soubun Middle School expanded the dance classroom, and I worked there for a few days. Now that you know that my name was Li Mingyang , I should have checked my criminal record, um... Cheng Ye and I had conflicts, as for Jiang Nan, knowing him was purely accidental, does this prove anything?"

Jiang Bei didn't answer but instead asked, "What is the reason for the conflict between you and Cheng Ye?"

"Hmm... I don't know," Wen Hongliang slowed down, and each word was spent in his brain countless times before he spit it out, "Maybe he is a bad student, and I don't like it. I want to ask, what is this?" Does it have anything to do with my sister's death?"

Jiang Bei: "No, I just suspect that you were also involved in the murder case at Soubun Middle School six years ago. Don't be nervous, it's just a suspicion. Do you know Wang Yuqi?"

"I don't know," this time Wen Hongliang didn't think too long, and almost blurted out, "Didn't the prisoner be caught? It has nothing to do with me."

Yang Chao on the side couldn't stand it any longer. He had interrogated countless suspects, and either directly confessed in order to obtain a commutation of sentence, or lied to the end, and the police found loopholes. It is rare for this kind of mixed truth and falsehood to say nothing. .The last person who made him so speechless was Jiang Nan. If Jiang Bei hadn't held him down, he really wanted to let Wangcai in and kill this person.

Jiang Bei asked him, "Are you sure you don't know each other?"

Wen Hong nodded brightly: "I'm only single, where do I know any women?"

"I didn't say she was a woman."

Wen Hongliang was puzzled: "Just by the name, it's a woman, isn't it?"

"Yes," Jiang Bei said, "You said that Wen Yu is a child and Cheng Ye is a student. These two are not very old, so they are called that, but I never mentioned Wang Yuqi's age. Back then, this matter involved minors. , news reports are prohibited, and no one knows except the person involved, how can you be sure that Wang Yuqi is an adult woman?"

Yang Chao looked at Jiang Bei with an expression of "There is still such an operation, is this considered a confession?"

Wen Hongliang chuckled: "Wouldn't it be more strange if my first reaction was an underage girl? Don't you think so?"

Jiang Bei followed him and said, "It's true."

Wen Hongliang restrained his smile, feeling that the police officer was messing with each other, his mouth was not sure what to say, he was not in a hurry to interrogate the person, and let him finish singing all the red and white faces.

Jiang Bei cleaned up the shredded tobacco on the table, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, the 'prisoner' of the murder case in Soubun High School is now in our bureau. He was sentenced to life for the crime of homicide. Fortunately, he met a good lawyer who went through all kinds of dirty social relations of Wang Yuqi, and finally helped him defend him as negligence causing death. The investigation materials of the lawyer back then are now in the In the hands of the police, it mentioned a person named 'Li Mingyang'."

Wen Hongliang's face changed suddenly.