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In the end, after repeated interrogations, the facts, circumstances, and methods of his crime were consistent with his confession to the public security, and were consistent with all kinds of evidence.

And the attitude is always sincere, frank and cooperative, without any concealment, forgery and falsehood. However, when asked, "Why did you kill people?" Liu Manzhu immediately paused, his eyes widened, his gaze slowly moved away from my face, and he slowly tilted his face to the ceiling, his eyes were red, and two lines of hot tears rolled down his cheeks.......

The interrogation room was eerie, smoky, shiny shackles and handcuffs glowing, and sunlight shining through the cracks in the curtains, casting the shadow of the barbed wire on Liu Manzhu's pale face.

Long...... Long...... I handed him a cigarette, and he gratefully wiped his eyes with his handcuffed hands, then leaned over to take it.

I lit the cigarette for him, and he slowly stood up with the cigarette in his hands trembling. Liu Manzhu smoked a cigarette and fell into deep thought, and it can be seen that this memory is extremely painful for him!

I also lit a cigarette, and my colleagues put down their pens and waited patiently for him.

He finally spoke up and began to tell us his story.......

Perhaps driven by a strong sense of curiosity, listening to the stories of criminal suspects telling the stories of how they came to commit crimes is a big hobby of mine, and I've been immersed in it for many years.

Crime is a kind of distorted "projection" of life, some crimes are out of greed and endanger life, while others are endangered by life, unbearable, rise up to resist, and as a result, one misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred!

For the latter crime, the perpetrator is often secretive, and he is unwilling to pour out the bitter water easily, because this process of reminiscence, as if he had experienced the devastation of this life again, was painful. Such criminals are very indifferent to life and death, and some even make up their minds to leave this world, so they are reluctant to mention other questions except for answering the process of the crime and the means of committing the crime.

Only by understanding him can we communicate, and only by communicating well can we understand the truth of the crime. And the information of understanding I frequently expressed to him made me much closer to him, and he did not regard me as a judicial bureaucrat who did not eat the fireworks of the world and only knew how to punish crimes according to the law, but regarded me as a friend who could be trusted by his heart, so he opened up the conversation box, and I also entered his inner world.

He talked and talked, and when he talked about the love and consideration of husband and wife, the young children, and the inseparability of the family, he cried bitterly several times, and the interrogation had to be interrupted several times. I also listened, listened, it was difficult to suppress the stimulation of this sadness of life, maybe the person who came over had the same deep life experience of family, husband and wife, children, and family affection as him, and it was easier to resonate, so I immediately felt choked in my throat and hot eyes, so I turned my back to the side and pretended to play with the hair that fell to my forehead, and secretly wiped away the overflowing tears.

But the sad thing is that procurators are also human beings, and they also have wives and children, and their lives are trivial, and people's hearts are open. So I also accompanied him to smoke cigarettes one by one, and also accompanied him in his joys and sorrows, and the story was told for three whole days.

When Liu Manzhu's life story was finished, it was suddenly like knocking down the five-flavor bottle, and the bitterness and bitterness in my heart were not the taste!

This sad story is so heavy that I can't breathe!

This story led me into a world where morality, ethics, human nature, and conscience are mixed and distorted. For a moment, I didn't know whether to help him or accuse him!

From a legal point of view, although he and his wife agreed to leave the world together and be martyred, the law does not recognize this martyrdom, and after all, he used extremely cruel means to deprive others of their lives, and should bear corresponding legal responsibility in accordance with the law.

However, from the perspective of life, he is a victim who cannot but be sympathized.

I began to drive to Shandi Village and Huangling Village to investigate. After arriving at Shandi Village, through many visits and understanding, the villagers unanimously reported that Liu Manzhu is a very good young man, usually benevolent, polite and helpful in the village, and can sing, dance, and perform, which brings a lot of joy to the villagers every year.

Some said, "The two of them are good couples, in and out of pairs, inseparable, never heard of a mouth, quarrel, and two lively and lovely children under his knees, it is his father-in-law who wants to break up the family in his life!"

"His father-in-law is going to sell the girl to make a fortune, I heard that he asked for 10,000 yuan from that family!"

Others said that if it happened to him, he would do the same. Because he was "forced" to have no way to live, he simply let it go!

Then I began to investigate and interview witnesses at the scene in the village committee office. After questioning, the facts stated by the witnesses were consistent with Liu Manzhu's confession. It shows that Liu Manzhu is an honest and frank person, and there is no falsehood or concealment in the crimes he confesses.

The last one should be to ask Liu Manzhu's father, Liu Degui, this is a special object of questioning, it was he who knocked on the door of the village party secretary in the middle of the night and reported to the village party secretary that his son was sick and returned home, so that his son, who had run home to prepare to turn himself in, lost the opportunity to surrender, and his son was caught by the village militia in the middle of the night, tied up and sent to the public security bureau.

When asked about Liu Manzhu's father, Liu Degui. When I asked, "How did the village party secretary learn about Liu Manzhu's running home?" Liu Degui replied with pride on his face, "I reported it!"

I asked again, "Did Liu Manzhu ask you to report it for him?" This question has a strong inducement 'nature', and it is already an illegal questioning, and I do not hesitate to risk making mistakes and being punished, and I also want to make up for this opportunity for Liu Manzhu to surrender himself that was deprived by his father, and give Liu Manzhu a little fairness.

However, Liu Degui's two tendons on the back of his neck burst out, and his head shook like a "rattle" and said, "No! No! No! I want to report it myself!"

This answer disappointed me, and this answer basically determined the fate of Liu Manzhu to the execution ground.

I asked again, "Why don't you let your son surrender by himself?" Is it because he doesn't want to go?" Liu Degui paused for a while and replied, "I didn't ask him." ”

Liu Degui's whistleblowing caused a great repercussion in Shandi Village, and the people in Shandi Village had a lot of discussions and opinions.

"Liu Degui is doing a turtle thing! He can also sue his own son!"

"Hmph! That's a righteous killing of relatives!"

"Bullshit! He's trying to show himself and show people how decent he is!"

"This time he killed his son, I heard that his son ran back and was going to surrender himself, but without waiting for his son to go, he secretly went behind his son's back to report. ”

"Is this still like a father-son relationship, like a family?"

"Yes! If anyone makes such a fuss, then the family will not be a family!"

"I heard that his wife dragged him and didn't let him go, and let her son go by himself, but Liu Degui didn't listen, kicked the old woman down, and ran out to report it himself!"

……

After the investigation was completed in Shandi Village, we began to drive to Huangling Village to find the victim's parents to investigate.

The weather was gloomy, the daylight was getting darker and darker, and after walking for a while, there were snowflakes in the sky, and then it was getting bigger and bigger, and the goose "feathers" were flying all over the sky.

After arriving at Huangling Village, the snow had already fallen in a thick layer. We first went to the Huangling Village Brigade, and then the brigade secretary accompanied us to find Wang Jicai's house for investigation.

After the conversation, it was late when he came out of Wang Jicai's house, and it was still snowing heavily. The village party secretary suggested that we stay in Huangling Village for one night and leave tomorrow at dawn. Because the mountains in this area are high and steep, and the roads are unfamiliar, once covered by heavy snow, the roads are even more difficult to identify. For the sake of driving safety, we decided to stay in Huangling Village for one night.

The village party secretary arranged for us to live in the homes of several fellow villagers. After dinner, the snow continued to fall, and a thick layer of snow was pressed on the yard, on the roof, on the walls, on the branches, and on the telephone poles. As far as the eye can see, it is covered in silver, and the world is silvery.

After a day of hustle and bustle, the village soon fell silent, and families began to close their doors, turn off the lights, and burrow into the warm bedding to escape the cold of the heavy snow. I also washed and lay down.

The night in the countryside is silent, pitch black, without a trace of impurities, without a trace of noise, quietly, so quiet that people feel a little terrifying, uneasy, and even feel a kind of unprecedented, ancient and wild loneliness, and suddenly there is a sense of separation. Occasionally, there was a low "ding-dong" sound of a cowbell or two in the distance, and after this sound, it became more quiet and deep, bottomless.

Suddenly, a heart-rending cry broke out, and one person, two people, three people, and many people began to cry bitterly! In the middle of the night, this crying made people's hearts panic and their hearts beat in horror!

I hurriedly sat up, trying to figure out what was going on?

The fellow said, "This could be dead!"

I hurriedly asked, "Who died?" and the villager said, "It was Li Wazi from our village who drank poison and died." Drink the poison at noon tonight, and you were rescuing you when you came in the afternoon, so you washed your stomach! I guess it won't work now. ”

"Why did he drink poison?" I asked.

The old man sighed, sat up, 'touched' his cigarette pouch, lit it unhurriedly, took a puff, and then said slowly: "Hey, who is a miserable man...... This Li Wazi married a girl from a family surnamed Zhou in our neighboring village, and this girl was married at the age of eighteen. I have lived together for ten years and gave birth to three babies, the eldest is nine years old, and the youngest is only five years old this year. Some time ago, he ran away with someone, and it is said that his father-in-law received another bride price from another family, so he let him go with another family. No, Li Wazi was so angry that she took poison and died, leaving these three children behind, what should I do? Li Wazi's parents died a few years ago. Only one sister married ...... outside the village.

I got up and put on my clothes, opened the door and walked out of the yard, the snow was falling outside the courtyard, I walked around the yard, the cries of several children were so heartbreaking! The grief of losing my father was mixed with the fear of the future life, sharp, poignant, and shocking, and the snow on the roof and walls was shaken and shaken down!

Who can save them? The heart-rending cries "waved" and hovered over the silent mountain village, lingering and cruising in the "color" of the dark night. Looking at this vast world from afar, the mountain peaks, the piles of mounds, the snow covered in snow, do not move at all, and the houses and haystacks wrapped in snow into snowdrifts are still laid out as they are, indifferent. Looking up at the sky, they are still taking care of themselves and .......

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