When Xiao Ran walked into the interrogation room with Li Fangfang, Fan Zhengyong was smoking a cigarette, he smoked very fiercely, the smoke covered most of his face, and his face was gloomy and blue, which looked very weird at first glance.

Fan Zhengyong glanced at Xiao Ran and Li Fang indifferently, still as calm as before, judging from his cautious and meticulous performance before and after the crime, he probably expected such a day a long time ago.

Although Xiao Ran did not have much communication with Fan Zhengyong, in the process of handling the case, Xiao Ran could also feel the decisiveness in Fan Zhengyong's character, he likes to gamble, but not to gamble money, but to gamble on life.

If he wins the bet, he wins, and if he loses, it doesn't matter, he may have put his life and death aside a long time ago.

Watching Xiao Ran and Li Fangfang sit down, Fan Zhengyong spit out the cigarette butt on his mouth, leaned over and lowered his head very casually, peeled off a piece of dead skin from his thick lower lip, and then asked the police officer who was guarding him for a cigarette and continued to smoke.

Everything was ready, Xiao Ran said coldly: "Name, age, place of origin." ”

Fan Zhengyong, 27 years old, from Lin'an. Fan Zhengyong looked at Xiao Ran, his face was unwavering, and he replied indifferently.

Xiao Ran stared sharply at Fan Zhengyong's eyes, "You know why you're looking for you, do you want me to ask, explain it yourself!"

"Confess, confess! I don't know anything. Fan Zhengyong played the cigarette butt, fearless, with a sarcastic smile on his thick lips, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

Xiao Ran also had no waves in his heart, before preparing for the interrogation, he expected that Fan Zhengyong's mouth was not easy to pry, after all, people who looked down on life and death, had no desires and no desires, were the most difficult to deal with.

And for a long time in the past, Fan Zhengyong is likely to have been living in hatred, and he no longer cares about frank and lenient statements.

Xiao Ran then asked, "Where were you on the evening of May 7?"

"Where am I? Don't you know where I am, do you still need me to say? Fan Zhengyong shrugged his shoulders, leaned down and took another puff on his cigarette, without taking Xiao Ran in his eyes at all.

Li Fang slapped the table, glared at Fan Zhengyong and shouted: "Be honest, what kind of attitude! Don't think that if you don't say it, we won't be able to deal with you, to tell you the truth, this is your last chance for redemption, and your resistance like this will only aggravate your crime!"

"Redemption?aggravation?" Fan Zhengyong seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and he leaned back and fell back in laughter, and tears came out.

He laughed wantonly for a while, suddenly changed his face, stared at Li Fangfang fiercely, gritted his teeth and said: "What can I do if I get worse? What can I do! Isn't it just death, isn't it just death—— I don't want to live for a long time, one life is worth one life, I don't lose!"

Fan Zhengyong gritted his teeth and roared wildly for a while, lowered his head and finished the cigarette in his hand, but he smoked too hard and coughed painfully.

Looking at Fan Zhengyong, who seemed to have died long ago, Xiao Ran got up and walked over and handed him a cigarette, and said slowly, "Who said you don't lose money? - Aren't you losing? I think you're losing. ”

As soon as he heard this, Fan Zheng raised his head violently, looking at Xiao Ran, who felt worthless for him, and the cigarette in his hand that had not been lit slipped silently from his fingers, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Ran bent down to pick up the cigarette from the ground and put it back in Fan Zhengyong's hand, he also smoked a cigarette and lit it himself, but he had never smoked, and he almost choked himself on the first puff.

Looking at Fan Zhengyong, whose eyes had been firmly locked on him, Xiao Ran took out his mobile phone and shook the photo of Ke Ning he had taken before in front of Fan Zhengyong.

The moment he saw the girl in the photo, Fan Zhengyong's eyes suddenly tightened, and an irrepressible sadness poured out of his heart, his eyes were unconsciously full of tears, but his face showed a smile that he had gotten his wish.

"Two lives, one life. Are you losing a lot?"

Xiao Ran said, and was about to put the phone back in his pocket, Fan Zhengyong hurriedly shouted: "Let me see her again! Let me look at her again......

Xiao Ran was silent and re-unlocked the phone and handed it to Fan Zhengyong.

Fan Zhengyong held the mobile phone in one hand, he wanted to take a closer look at the girl's face, but the tears in his eyes couldn't be wiped off, he wanted to keep the screen closer to his eyes, but both hands were handcuffed to the chair, so he had to lower his head, carefully look at every detail on the photo, suppressed the irrepressible sadness, and kept sobbing: "Ah Ning, I avenged you for your revenge! Don't worry, the old pig and dog died very miserably, you don't know how desperate he was when he begged me to let him go, looking at his ugly appearance, I was so happy." It's a pity you didn't see ......."

Fan Zhengyong muttered to himself for a while, and then came out of his sadness, he returned the phone to Xiao Ran, turned his head and wiped his nose and tears on the sleeve of his clothes, and leaned back on the chair as if he had collapsed, his eyes were empty.

"It's all here, aren't you going to say it?" Xiao Ran sat back and said.

"Didn't you all find out, why bother to make me say it's impossible? Okay, I killed the old pig and dog, okay?" Fan Zhengyong stared at the ceiling blankly, and said weakly.

"Who did you kill, and how? Because of what?—— you have an 'old pig and dog', who knows who that old pig and dog is?" Li Fangfang shouted as he knocked on the table.

"The old pig and dog is Liu Mingcheng. Why kill him? He deserves to die, but I don't want to say. Fan Zhengyong replied casually, as if something happened between Liu Mingcheng and his dead girlfriend made him a little difficult to speak.

"Why, if you really don't want to say it, it doesn't matter. ”

Xiao Ran hugged his arms and looked at Fan Zhengyong calmly, but he changed his words, "If your girlfriend Ke Ning was killed by Liu Mingcheng." Now that Liu Mingcheng is dead, if you don't say it, no one will know the secret in the future. In a few days, when our case notice is issued, everyone will condemn you, and sympathize with Liu Mingcheng, the so-called 'upright and kind' person, and at that time, no one will listen to you no matter what you want to say. - You will be nailed to the pillar of shame, Liu Mingcheng's family may come to your house to insult your parents, and the humiliation suffered by your girlfriend Ke Ning will also dissipate with you, and no one will ever know about Liu Mingcheng's evil deeds. ”

The interrogation room was silent for a long time, and Fan Zhengyong was still staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, not knowing whether he was entangled in his heart, or if he didn't listen to Xiao Ran's words at all.

Xiao Ran twisted his body, changed his comfortable posture, and was about to exert more force, but he heard Fan Zhengyong speak suddenly, as if he was talking to himself: "Do you know, Liu Mingcheng's old pig and dog is a scumbag, his crimes are no less than mine, and he is ......innocent of death."