Chapter XXXIII: Assault in the Interrogation Room

Random homicide, a term that the police are most afraid of hearing, indeed, according to Li Yan, the most typical random homicide case abroad, I think everyone has heard of it, Jack the Ripper, this is a familiar name for detectives at home and abroad, but what everyone doesn't know is that Jack the Ripper not only appeared in the Sherlock Holmes case, but also appeared in reality.

This is the first case of random homicide as a typical case abroad, and it has also been praised by everyone until now, the reason why this case can be solved is because the people killed by Jack are some fifty-year-old women, and Jack is also because he was abused by his mother since he was a child, and when he grew up, he was psychologically distorted, and regarded those women who were the same age as his mother as the shadow of his mother when he was young.

But in this case 20 years ago, the deceased, both old and young, their hands were all fried in hot oil, and according to the autopsy records of that year, the palms of these people were put into the oil pot alive.

Maybe Li Yan is right, if the person who hanged himself and left a suicide note was really the murderer, then this case is the only random homicide case in China that has been solved, and the police should publicize it to enhance the public's trust in the police, but just now, when we were waiting for the results of Ou Tianxin, Li Yan used his mobile phone to search for this case twenty years ago, but the result was nothing.

Does this also mean that the police don't think that the person who hanged himself back then was the murderer in this case?

Li Yan raised his eyebrows and glanced at me, squinted his eyes and asked, "This expression of your kid...... I can tell you, we don't have clear evidence yet, you kid can't mess around, and even if you investigate, this case is 20 years old, and the prosecution period has long passed, even if you can prove that the person who hanged himself back then was not the murderer, it is useless for you to find the real murderer. ”

I pursed my lips and made a smiling face, and then said, "Then we don't have any evidence to prove that this case has nothing to do with the case twenty years ago, the deceased's hands were also fried, and the hands that the murderer discarded in the sewer back then are the same as the place where the body was found in the sewer this time, right?"

In fact, I also made a guess, whether it is or not, it still depends on the archives of the year, but I believe that since the case of that year has something in common with the case that happened now, then even if the murderer imitates the crime, it is always related to the case of the year.

After saying this, Li Yan and I both looked at Sweetheart, and Sweetheart made an extremely surprised expression and asked me if I had read the archives of that year, and I smiled and said If I did, then wouldn't it be a waste of time for me to come here today.

Immediately afterward, Sweetheart looked at me in surprise, nodded and said, "If the case you are talking about is the Eastern Sewer case that was just reported today, then it is true, according to the photos uploaded by your team leader, the place where those palms were found back then is the place where you found the body today." ”

"How...... How could it be ......" Li Yan looked at her sweetheart with a surprised face, and repeatedly asked her if she was mistaken, the latter shook her head, and said that before we came, she had been watching the case that had been uploaded to the archive five minutes ago, although it was only reported, but she still watched it with relish, so when she found out that the place where the murderer discarded his palm was exactly the same as the place where the body was found today, she also confirmed it three or four times, and the final result was still the same as the first time, it was indeed in one place.

The corners of my mouth rose, and I smiled a little, and said to Li Yan: "Even if the police reported this case back then, they would never report the geographical location of these palms, so do you think anyone knows that this little-known sewer is the place where the murderer discarded those palms? But don't forget, there are thousands of manholes in this city, and if you say more, counting the suburbs, it is enough for more than 10,000, do you think the murderer really had such a coincidence and dumped the body in the place where the case happened back then." ?”

Li Yan's face turned red when I asked, but he still insisted that this case is this case, even if it is related to the previous case, then the murderer's prosecution period has passed.

"Thank you, sweetheart, let's go first, oh yes, if it's convenient, please send me the suicide note of the murderer back then. Hearing this, Sweetheart immediately shook her head and said that it was not in accordance with the rules.

I smiled slightly, and immediately told my sweetheart that after receiving this text message, I would arrange for Li Yan to watch a movie with her or something, and she blushed and agreed.

On the way back, Li Yan kept muttering in my ear, saying that rules are rules and cannot be broken, even if Fang knew, he would not agree, because these are useless words and the like.

I don't think so, I have a feeling, a very strong feeling, that the five dead were not the murderers who killed the female dead now.

But there is a certain relationship between these two murderers.

It was half past four in the morning when we got back to the third group, and when I passed by the interrogation room, I saw that the light in the interrogation room was still on, and I didn't have to think about it to know that it must be my mother talking to the beggar in this room.

So I turned around and walked into the monitoring room next to the interrogation room, and sure enough, Fang Yuan was sitting alone in front of the surveillance screen at this time, staring at the beggar.

"What's wrong?, is the beggar willing to say it?" I took a bottle of mineral water and threw it directly at Fang Yuan, asking.

Fang Yuan shook his head helplessly, then stretched, shook his head and said that there was no progress, from the time he came back to the present, the most said word of the beggar was shadow, and the others were stunned and didn't say anything.

I walked over to the screen, propped up the console in front of me with both hands, and looked at the beggar in the interrogation room, who was shrinking and crouching in the corner of the interrogation room.

"What's the matter, the interrogation is not on the interrogation chair?" I asked, tilting my head towards Fang Yuan.

The latter shrugged her shoulders and said that my mother had asked her to do it, and she wanted each of her patients to meet her in the most relaxed manner.

I rolled my eyes, my mother is a person, sometimes I really can't understand her, but this is also her job, she likes to come, how to come, anyway, with her skills, let alone this beggar, even if there are two or three more, she can do it.

"Don't be afraid, it's just the two of us here, no one will hurt you, no one will beat you, and no one will look down on you, talk to me. I saw my mother squatting one meter away from the beggar, she didn't step forward, nor did she make any body movements, but just sincerely guided the conversation to the beggar step by step.

I shook my head, thinking to myself that my mom was doing nothing to make the beggar speak, and I would eat the screen in front of me.

But then, the unthinkable happened, my mother slowly stretched out her arm, and let the beggar slowly stretch out her footsteps, and the latter actually looked at my mother, and while talking about the shadow, the shadow, the shadow, and reached out and grabbed my mother's hand.

Fang Yuan...... This action ...... I seem to have seen ...... somewhere" I said with wide eyes, my hands propped up on the console, and my back to Fang Yuan, who was still eating supper.

"Hungry...... Hungry Tiger Pounces...... Not good...... Mom......"

With that, I turned around and ran towards the interrogation room next to me.

I read it right, although the beggar was squatting on the ground just now, his left leg was bent, his right leg was straight, and his right hand was holding my mother's hand, and the whole posture presented an offensive posture......

......With a bang, I slammed the door open, but the moment I opened it, I saw a figure flying towards me, and then, I was knocked to the ground by this person, but fortunately I pulled my hand away in time, otherwise my hand would have cracked again.

"Uh......h It stinks......"

When I reacted, I felt a burst of stench instantly imprinted into my nose, and then I looked, Nima, this beggar was lying on top of me, and that face was only two or three centimeters away from the tip of my nose.

When I stood up, I saw my mother sitting in front of the interrogation chair with her legs crossed and smoking a cigarette, and there was a psychological evaluation report from the beggar in her hand.