When Huang Dewen narrated, his tone was calm and polite. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

His eyes looked at Lu Ran politely and calmly, without dodging at all.

His statement, calm and coherent, can be said to be eloquent.

Sitting opposite him, Lu Ran almost had an illusion, he thought about it for a while, assuming that he was the one sitting opposite him, he suddenly had a very strange illusion.

Looking at him from Huang Dewen's perspective, Lu Ran felt that the person being interrogated seemed to be himself, and Huang Dewen was digging through all his chaotic thoughts and thoughts, so that he could make a wise choice.

In other words, Huang Dewen has taken control of this scene in turn.

Lu Ran did not directly confront the pressure that Huang Dewen exerted on him intentionally or unintentionally throughout the field.

He listened to Huang Dewen's words, thought for a while, and then nodded, still not refuting him.

Lu Ran didn't refute, on the one hand, he wanted to follow Huang Dewen's rhythm and see what else he would say, and on the other hand, what he said was indeed reasonable.

This is like playing a tai chi, Lu Ran decided not to attack the opponent's fiercest attack and fight directly, but chose a more roundabout way to observe the opponent's strength.

When Lu Ran was still pondering, Huang Dewen spoke again: "Are you wary of me now?"

Feel like I'm not what you think I am, so start being vigilant?

Do you think I'm going to be more vigilant?"

Three questions in a row, Lu Ran looked at Huang Dewen, and Huang Dewen was also observing him, observing his expression, and even his breathing.

Then he continued: "Do you think I will find any way to clear my suspicion?"

I think you misunderstood me.

Just like the police officer just now, he had the same misunderstanding about me.

I don't want to be cleaned, and if you think I have something to do with it, you can keep me locked up.

If you want to say that the piano I play has something to do with that person's death, I won't resist.

Maybe it really matters, just your instincts.

I don't mind.

Look, isn't it a lot easier?"

Huang Dewen spoke, looking at Lu Ran's eyes, as if he had returned to the well-behaved and simple little boy.

His eyes were as pure as if there were no impurities, no desires, no fears.

Lu Ran even felt that even if he told the other party at this time that we were going to convict you and sentence you to prison, he would not have much emotional reaction.

He was so direct and straightforward.

In comparison, Lu Ran and Officer Wu are like this, but they seem secretive, and they dare not show it like him.

A person who can be calm even if he is in prison.

Is it because he is a child that he does not know what to fear?

Or is it because he has a pure heart, so he doesn't hide it from people?

Or is it neither? Is it just a disguise from beginning to end?

In Lu Ran's heart, he never stopped analyzing and judging.

"You may not believe it, you may not understand what I am saying. I won't mind, you can ask me all the questions about this matter and I won't hide it. Huang Dewen said very frankly.

"Good. Lu Ran had decided not to deal with him in the strange atmosphere of this scene, but to use the actual case to talk to him.

"Cheng Fang (Xiao Cheng's full name) went to you on the 21st of this month?"

Lu Ran, just like Wu Min, began to ask about the details of the case again, and Huang Dewen's expression was still as calm as ever, and with a mechanical tone of repeating the conversation, he replied: "Yes." ”

"What is she looking for you for?"

"Talk. ”

"What are you talking about?"

"Talk, a lot, about herself, but also about my own affairs. ”

This answer was a little vague, and Lu Ran frowned, "Did you know each other before?"

"No, officer, you can check my file, I have no reason to know her. ”

"Then why did she talk to you?" Lu Ran felt more and more strange about this.

Huang Dewen thought for a moment and said, "I think, maybe she wants to investigate me." She's a police officer, and she wants to talk to me, so I let her in, you know, I'm not the kind of person who would hide it, she can talk about whatever she wants, I wouldn't mind. ”

Huang Dewen said while looking at Lu Ran, still looking honest and honest, as if he had revealed one of his hearts.

"What else have you done besides talking?" Lu Ran did not avoid his gaze.

"I played the piano to her. Huang Dewen said without concealment.

"Is there a direct connection between you playing the piano and her later suicide?" As if affected by Huang Dewen's "honesty", Lu Ran also asked this question directly, and Wu Min next door screamed "oops", anxious for him, how could the suspect answer this kind of direct question truthfully?

"I don't know. Huang Dewen replied.

"I don't know?" Lu Ran and Wu Min were puzzled at the same time.

He didn't deny it as Wu Min expected, and put the matter off with himself, but he didn't admit it for sure.

"Of course, as I said, you want me to confess, and I won't mind. So, I confess, it was the tune I played that made her kill herself. Huang Dewen said suddenly.

At this moment, Wu Min in the monitoring room was stunned.

When he questioned the little boy Huang Dewen, he always focused on collecting evidence of his crime, asking him what he had done to Cheng Fang.

The answer was that he did not do anything to endanger Officer Cheng, and he did not admit that he had killed Cheng Fang.

Unexpectedly, in the face of Lu Ran's direct question, he would admit it so directly.

"In the past, I didn't admit it because I really didn't do anything to hurt Officer Cheng, but now, I say admit it because I think you understand what I mean. ”

Huang Dewen looked at Lu Ran and said such a meaningful sentence, as if he didn't trust Wu Min, but he trusted Lu Ran.

Now Huang Dewen has pleaded guilty.

However, Wu Min quickly frowned again.

If Huang Dewen did not confess the intrinsic connection between the song and Cheng Fang's suicide, even if he confessed frankly, it would still be difficult for the police to determine his crime.

Because if he committed the crime on purpose, then this crime tool is too special for the police to identify at all.

Looking at Huang Dewen's still immature and fair face, Wu Min began to doubt his judgment for the first time.

Perhaps, even if he said it himself, he wouldn't know the connection?

Sure enough, when Lu Ran then asked, "Then please state how you used music to make her commit suicide?"

Huang Dewen's answer was, "I don't know." ”

Lu Ran didn't give up: "Then can I listen to your tune?"

Hearing this request, Huang Dewen smiled: "I didn't record it, but if you want to listen to it, I can play it to you." (To be continued.) )