Chapter 52: Looking Forward
Before, Ping Shu couldn't take Wang Peilai for several surprise interrogations, and even took him back to the interrogation room of the Criminal Police Brigade, where he used a wheelchair with a smooth and reverse rotation and a 100-degree desk lamp to serve, but it was also ineffective. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Such a continuous interrogation technique, alas, almost all the means that can be used have been used, still cannot try other cases that Pingwei predicted or perceived or reasoned.
The so-called policy attack technique will not work at all in some outlaw bandits.
After all, the detectives didn't know the facts of their other crimes.
Just relying on an experience, a sixth-sense intuition, and a kind of personal wisdom or reasoning, thinking that this guy has other criminal records, he will attack hard, which is also a bit mysterious and suspenseful.
Of course, this guy is indeed suspicious.
What did such a bold and murderous man do in the five months from killing his wife to killing and destroying corpses? You must understand that he has traveled for so long and visited many places while being wanted by the whole country.
Now it's hard to figure out where he stayed, what he lived on, and what he did.
Wang Pei just confessed that after killing his wife, he immediately took the train to the northwest. I found that it was too poor, and I couldn't eat and dress well, so I returned to Tonghai City last month.
Wang Pei swore that for so many months, he was a good citizen and a fugitive, sleeping during the day and foraging for food at night. Any other bad or good things had nothing to do with him, and he swore and shouted that he really had never done anything illegal or criminal.
Ping Yu sneered: "Then what should you say about killing the corpse of a woman in the mountains?"
Wang Pei was immediately silenced.
Ping Yu didn't speak anymore, just stared at him from a distance, his eyes revealed the meaning of seeing what you want to dance as a clown, but there was a knowing smile on his face.
That's all, but Wang Pei was sweating profusely. The hand holding the cigarette also shook and trembled.
Ping Fu was sure that there must be something big about him. He laughed at him, and in order to arouse his anger, he deliberately used a scolding tone and said: "You don't have a penny, what do you rely on to buy food? How can you forage for food to support yourself?
Wang Pei wiped his cold sweat, was silent for a moment, and then began to gush at length: "My brain is bright." I came from a family of math geniuses, and my father was a math genius. When Liu Deng's army advanced into Dabie Mountain, he was in charge of logistics support, and he had a lot of finance. Since I was a child, he has taught me fast mental arithmetic, and I have put this skill to use on those small traders and vendors in Xinjiang.
For example, when I was at the morning market in Aksu, a Uyghur uncle drove to sell mutton, and he always miscalculated. As soon as I reminded him, I got a lot of money back for him. The uncle was so kind-hearted, for more than half a month, he took care of me eating and drinking, and living for me, until he sold out his cart of mutton. I'm a small worker, and before they left, they gave me the last half of the mutton. I'll sell it again, hehe, a few hundred dollars, isn't it enough for me to use it for a while?
At Kanas Lake, I was intoxicated. Every day, even if I eat other people's leftover vegetables, drink other people's leftover soup, and live in other people's kitchens, I am reluctant to leave. That scenery is probably something that people are reluctant to leave. It's so beautiful, and being in it, you will feel like you are in heaven. If it weren't for the winter and the weather was too cold, I would never have wandered to Turpan.
Hey, Turpan, Turpan, that's really a good place. Turpan grapes, have you eaten them? Manai grapes, the small kind, seedless, hey, feed that one called sweet! I stole some of them and sold them to mainland tourists, so I would be rich? Or why would I help people pick grapes in the vineyard every day? Hey, eat grapes, drink dry red, hey - those days are also considered to be fairies.
Later I went to "Altay" again. There was a girl named Juan, who wrote essays, and I read her story about Altay when I was reading the newspaper in my office, and it was very interesting. At that time, I thought that I would take my wife on a trip there in the future. Who knows, she betrayed me. The so-called Altay is actually on the Altai Mountains. The history books call it "Jinwei Mountain" and "Jinshan". Altai means "gold" in Turkic and Mongolian, so the mountains are rich in gold. I went to pan for gold and became a slave to the capitalists there. But within a few days, it was so bitter that I couldn't stand it anymore and ran away. You don't know, Altay's mutton is so fragrant!
The magical place of Baihaba, in fact, starts from the Haba River, with a wide field of vision along the way, blue sky and white clouds, high mountains and desolate, and it is really the so-called "first village in the northwest". Have you been? Haven't been? I'm going to have to go in the future. Located on the border between China and Kazakhstan, it is a small village inhabited by ethnic Kazakhs and Tuvans. It not only maintains the simple and simple folk customs, but also has a Nordic scenery of wooden houses, birch forests, and snow-capped mountains, so it is also known as one of the eight most beautiful towns in China. Baihaba Village has long been a paradise for photographers, located at a high latitude, with a special climate and a unique natural environment, with rolling mountains, wide grasslands, winding rivers, and morning and evening sunshine, which are intoxicating and charming.
It was late autumn when I went. The northwest of the mountain village is far from the border between China and Kazakhstan, and is a dense mountain forest. The mountain village is a colorful palette of red, yellow, green and brown, like a palette against the snow-capped peaks of the Altay Mountains, which can be said to be a perfect oil painting all year round. It's not expensive to live, the local Tuvan family's wooden house is 60 yuan/bed a night, the room is big, four beds, clean and warm, and there is a hall outside. My landlord is a handsome young man, Tuvan family, very talkative, the next day at noon to see that I have not left, let me ride his horse to take the shuttle car, the horse does not seem to wait to see me, not a few steps before stopping. What's the name of the handsome guy—"
Ping Fu stopped his chatter and said with a sharp smile: "I understand, the border guard card you stole was discovered, and it was exposed, right? It was reported to the border inspection personnel." When they found out, you stole their horses!"
Wang Pei said very happily, smiling, not in a hurry or nervous, sitting firmly in the state of Diaoyutai, looking like he had nothing to do with himself. Give a travel lesson to a group of young men who have been born and died in the criminal police post all year round. Seeing the young men of the criminal police listening to each other, it was naturally very moisturizing. Suddenly, he was interrupted by the wise Ping Fu coldly, and he couldn't help but open his mouth, his eyes seemed to be fixed on Ping Fu's face, and after he came to his senses, he quickly lowered his head and stopped talking...... But he has immediately returned to his state of tension and immersed himself in his own world.
Ping Fu was very angry, but still unwilling.
Wang Pei's occasional frightening dreams, trance and stunned thoughts can confirm his unfathomability.
Intuition told Ping Yu that there must be something wrong with Wang Pei, so he smiled and said, "Alas, in fact, I have already controlled everything about you." I just want to give you a chance to receive awards for meritorious service, but also to give you a chance to save your own life. Since, since you don't care so much about your little life, then continue to eat what you should eat, what you should steal, as long as you still have time. I don't have anything more to say, take him!"
Wang Pei pretended to be embarrassed, smiled and laughed, and actually turned around and said: "What did Lu Xun say? Yes, Kong Yiji, it was Mr. Kong Yiji who said it, is that also considered stealing? That is not called stealing, that is so that others do not see it, I took it." ”
Ping Yu also laughed, and said in his heart, this guy is a person who has gone to school. I also have to admire Mr. Lu Xun's pen. If the old Mr. Kong Yiji in his pen knew about it, would he laugh happily, yes, after all, his famous words would be used here for so long, and it is not a happy thing.
It seems that Wang Pei's wonder can only be waited for in the future? Who can do anything about him, an old fritter murderer?
However, the case had to continue in accordance with the procedures, and in desperation, Ping had no choice but to transfer the case in accordance with legal procedures.