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When Luo Wenzhou came out of the interrogation room, he felt that he was also a little delirious, and the high-intensity and long-term torture process was a kind of torture for both parties, especially in the face of a suspect with Xu Wenchao's psychological quality, not giving the other party a room to breathe, in fact, not giving himself room to breathe. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Those who are running around are still looking for all kinds of evidence to support, and those who are interrogated and those who are being interrogated have to deceive each other and judge each other through each other's expressions and subtle information revealed between the lines.

How much evidence did they have, and how much did Su Luozhan say?

Where do they contradict each other? Which sentence is likely to be true, and which sentence is to avoid the important and trivialize?

Are they lying to me?

In which direction can he admit it?

As soon as he relaxes a little, Xu Wenchao will immediately seize the opportunity to quibble and retract his confession, and it is useless to change someone.

Luo Wenzhou basically stopped working above his neck, and automatically navigated back to the office with muscle memory.

When Qu Tong's parents heard the news, they had chased to Binhai despite the dissuasion, leaving Guo Heng alone

Luo Wenzhou saw his back, thinking that Guo Heng was asleep, so he subconsciously lightened his steps, and casually picked up a uniform jacket that someone threw there from the side, and was about to put it on him, but Guo Heng suddenly raised his head at this time.

The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were "twisting and turning" from the bridge of his nose to his sideburns, like cracked scars on the thirsty ground, and in the slightly yellowed whites of his eyes, cobweb-like blood wrapped around his eyeballs, and there was no drowsiness.

In the past, there was silence in the lively office area of the criminal investigation team, either they were still busy outside, or they couldn't hold back their sleep. The two men were relatively speechless, the air seemed to be sticky together, stagnant, and no matter how powerful the air conditioner was, it couldn't blow.

After a long time, Guo Heng took the lead with difficulty: "You ...... Your leader, surnamed Lu, told me. ”

Luo Wenzhou slowly pulled out a chair and sat down across from him.

"I didn't say too specific," Guo Heng said, "he said that you still have some details that are still being verified - can you tell me the details now?" ”

Luo Wenzhou paused: "In the summer of twenty years ago, Guo Fei happened to meet a girl who claimed to have come to Lotus Mountain with her teacher, she wore a floral dress and looked very beautiful, but she always seemed to be unable to distinguish between southeast and northwest, and asked her for directions a few times. One day when the cram school was over, Guo Fei met the girl again, the girl seemed to be in a hurry, claiming that the teacher who took her was hospitalized, and she couldn't find her way back to the hotel alone. Guo Fei is an enthusiastic child, and the teacher's comment at the end of each year has a 'helpful' article, which is still in the archives of Lianhuashan Primary School. She tried to explain it to the other party a few times, but the other party never understood, she thought, anyway, it was just a short detour, and it should not be a few minutes late, so she decided to take the girl to her destination herself......"

From the first time he mentioned the name of "Guo Fei", Guo Heng trembled uncontrollably, and the muddy tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, intercepted by wrinkles one by one, and went to the gray sideburns.

When Luo Wenzhou said this, he paused for a moment, stretched out his hand and pressed on Guo Heng's shoulder, his skinny shoulders and undulating chest were combined, like a thin and old bellows.

Guo Heng took a breath from his surroundings with difficulty: "You say, you continue." ”

"That girl, that is, Su Xiaolan, tricked Guo Fei into drinking the drink with something added, left her in the hotel, and waited for the murderer Wu Guangchuan to be discharged from the hospital. Wu Guangchuan deliberately broke away from the army on the grounds of 'poor health', got a bus by himself, and after killing Guo Fei, Wu Guangchuan hid her in the trunk and left Lotus Mountain. Su Xiaolan took Guo Fei's pencil case. Luo Wenzhou said - although he knew that whether it was inferred from a series of facts such as Su Xiaolan's diary and the consistency of the criminal methods, it was actually Su Xiaolan who killed Guo Fei back then, Luo Wenzhou gently twisted the facts in a seemingly objective tone, "Su Xiaolan's deformed relationship with the murderer made her very jealous of the victim, and on the way, she and the murderer clashed, and ran out of the car in a rage, climbed over the big slope you found, and saw the public telephone near the garbage dump. She suddenly came up with a way to vent - that screaming call and making you hear the pencil case swaying. ”

"Why did she ...... Why ......"

"Because she is jealous that Guo Fei has parents like you, has a happy family, and has grown into a little girl who is 10,000 times better than her, and has things that she can't get if she lives for 20 more years."

Guo Heng looked at Luo Wenzhou along the sound of this sentence, and was speechless for a while.

"Uncle Guo, you didn't kill the wrong person back then, you just ...... It's too kind to suspect the other person in that house at all," Luo Wenzhou said softly, "but because you killed Wu Guangchuan in front of her, Su Xiaolan was shocked, and Su Xiaolan knew for the first time that what she did would bring retribution, and she has been living a deformed and painful life since then, and has greatly reduced the frequency of crimes, and you have invisibly saved many potential victims - at least hundreds."

。 ”

Guo Heng raised his hand to cover his eyes, crying silently.

Luo Wenzhou: "Uncle Guo......"

"Don't say it," Guo Heng waved his hand at him indiscriminately, "Don't bother to pick up nice things to comfort me, I thank you." ”

It was precisely because he rashly stabbed Wu Guangchuan to death that Su Xiaolan no longer dared to use the same method to torture the victim's family, and even adjusted the modus operandi after that, so that the files of the little girls who were killed later were quietly mixed among many lost children, and it was 20 years late before they saw the light of day.

Guo Heng used to be impulsive and irritable, but he was not stupid, and he could hear this kind of flawed lie.

"And where is my Fei Fei now?"

"Su Hui, the main culprit at the time, was not involved in the case, so we deduced that Guo Fei should have been along the national highway leading from Lianhua Mountain to the city at that time."

"Can you still ...... Can you still find it? Are you still looking for it? ”

"It can be found," Luo Wenzhou said, "people can't say no for no reason, there must be where it is hidden, there are always traces to follow, even if you can't find it for a while, there is always hope in the future, even if others have forgotten, I remember, you can rest assured." ”

Guo Hengshi left the city bureau in another morning, and Luo Wenzhou kept watching his back until he couldn't see it. He didn't know what Guo Heng would do in the future, but no matter if he was sixty, seventy, or eighty years old, people would always have to live, life would have to go on, and his eyes would have to look forward.

It may also be Luo Wenzhou's self-comfort, he feels that Guo Heng's back seems to be a little straighter than when he came.

Luo Wenzhou shuffled back to the office, half-slumped in his chair, let out a long breath, and then felt as if he had forgotten something, and when he looked up, he saw a cup of coffee on the table that had been cooled.

By the way, he asked Fei Du to wait for him!

However, it is obvious that Young Master Fei can't wait for him in the bureau for a night, he should have left early.

Just when Luo Wenzhou was staring at the cup of coffee in a daze, a hand suddenly stretched out next to him and took the cup away, and then, a faint woody cologne smell ran down the man's cuffs and into his nose, Luo Wenzhou subconsciously took a breath, and his nose was a little dry.

Fei Du didn't know which Jingui hotel he climbed out of, changed his suit, and put the breakfast and coffee packed from the hotel on his desk under Luo Wenzhou's confused gaze.

Luo Wenzhou subconsciously said: "You are full, don't you go back to live in a hotel every day, then the hotel is open by your family?" ”

"It can be said that the same can be said," Fei Du replied as a matter of course, "that I hold sixty percent." ”

Luo Wenzhou: "......"

Bosses who deliberately run in front of the working class to show off their wealth are bastards.

"Didn't you tell me to wait, and have a few words to say to me?"

"Oh, yes." Luo Wenzhou opened the coffee and took a big sip, trying to recover his lost brain through the □□, "I want to tell you ......"

What was he going to say?

Luo Wenzhou paused for a moment, and was surprised to find that his memory had a short fragment, no matter how he turned it, it was blank, and he couldn't remember a single punctuation mark, and experienced the symptoms of Alzheimer's disease in advance

Fei Du's white shirt began to become a little dazzling, almost ghosted.

"I'll tell you ......"

Fei Du watched him talk nonsense as if he was talking in a dream for a few words, and then the whole person tilted in the direction of the back of the chair, and actually fell asleep. He hurriedly held the coffee that Luo Wenzhou was still holding in his hand, gently rescued the cup that almost fell to the ground, and put Luo Wenzhou's hand in a comfortable shape.

The man frowned slightly, very haggard, his eyelids were folded in three layers, and a layer of stubble appeared on his chin that was usually cleanly shaved, and he inexplicably had a bit of decadent "uncleness", and his face seemed to be thinner. After four hours and eight hours of continuous rotation, even the immortals were sluggish, and of course his face was not too good-looking, but inexplicably, his usual oily and smooth son's anger dissipated, and something thicker and more solid followed suit.

Fei Du leaned sideways on his desk, stretched out two fingers to pinch Luo Wenzhou's chin, gently folded it over and carefully studied it for a moment, like an antique collector to look at and play with a precious Ru kiln porcelain, after a while, he stood up straight, sighed silently, and admitted that he was moved by this face.

Lang Qiao happened to drag the footsteps of a dead dog to roll in from the outside, originally thought that he could sleep dead lying on the road, but unfortunately bumped into this scene head-on, and the drowsiness in his head was scared like a bird and beast, and he only felt that the "Domineering President" series of yellow novels that she had read since she was a child whistled past her eyes, and the police flower was stunned and stood up like a zombie at the door.

The ill-intentioned "domineering president" did not panic at all, and turned his head to wink at her, smiled intriguingly, pointed to a large bag of food next to her, motioned for her to take it herself, and then picked up the cup of coffee that Luo Wenzhou had just drunk and took a sip, and floated away.

Tao Ran was stabbed by the rising morning light and couldn't open his eyes a little, and was replaced by a colleague who rushed to support to rest, he casually shook off the dirt on his body, and casually got into a car, at this time, the mobile phone shook, Chang Ning sent a group photo, Chenchen leaned on her arms, her fingers tightly tugged at the corner of her sister's clothes, but she still smiled hard at the camera.

"The doctor said that Chenchen was slightly injured and could be discharged from the hospital, and my sister-in-law said that I would like to thank you well, can I invite you and my colleagues home for dinner another day?"

Tao Ran didn't reply to the goddess's message in seconds for the first time, he fell asleep with his mobile phone.

Fei Du took a taxi back to the company, signed a few documents promised to Assistant Miao before the work time arrived, and then sat alone in the well-decorated office for a while.

This is Mr. Fei's office back then, there is a living room at the entrance, there is a wine cabinet hidden in the wall, next to it is a large bookcase that reaches the ceiling, the upper part is a variety of unique books, parchment rolls, silk and even bamboo slips, all available, and the lower part displays the famous watches collected by the old owner of the office.

On the other side of the wall is a whole exhibition cabinet covered with a glass cover, hanging are all ancient weapons, a waist knife in the center, it is said that it was worn by the ancient emperor, the handle of the knife is graceful and luxurious, after a long time, the blade is still bright, under the cold light of the display cabinet, almost want to break out of the cabinet, eat meat and drink blood.

In the middle of the sofa is a one-meter-four-high display stand, circular, with an outer ring of various coins that have ceased to be issued and circulated, and a small booth in the middle is placed on the champion work of an international jewelry design competition for three consecutive years - only three years, and before the fourth year can be put up, the collector himself went to the coastal sanatorium to lie down.

Every first-time visitor to his office is shocked by the small museum-like parlor, where money, power, ambition, and desire/desire are drilled out of every open pore after a long stay.

The office and the living room are half separated and half-connected, connected by a one-person passageway, and the aisle has a clever bend to prevent the light from the office from coming in - there are small ventilation windows on both sides of the office, and behind it is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, from which you can clearly overlook most of Yancheng, and the traffic and pedestrians as small as ants can be seen

Fei Du got up and took out a not-so-thick folder from a locked filing cabinet, which contained several contracts, financial statements, and several statements of significant asset changes. It was a cooperation with a company called "Guangyao Fund" in the name of the group. His father worked with the fund during his reign and made regular donations to one of its charity foundations.

The agreed term has expired, the cooperation is naturally terminated, and the other party has no intention of renewing the contract.

A project plan for "Coastal Marine Resources Leisure and Resort - Building China's Maldives" lying quietly at the bottom of the dozen documents was a project that Guangyao Fund once fancied and had invited them to inject capital, but his father's board of directors rejected it on the grounds that "the amount of capital occupied is large and there is no mature profit model", and it has since been dismissed.

"Coastal ......" Fei Du made a heavy scratch on it with the cap of his pen.

Three Principles of Throwing Corpses --

First, the place where the body is dumped is absolutely safe, no one outside the control will come to dig the ground, and no one will discover the secrets underground.

Second, it can perfectly mix the corpse into the corpse of a normal death, and even if it is found, it will not call the police.

Third, even if the police were called, the police would not be able to identify the deceased.

The third of them is applicable 20 years ago, and with the development of various criminal investigation and forensic techniques, it is basically impossible to achieve, so with Xu Wenchao's IQ, he will definitely follow the first two.

Why did he choose Marina?

If you throw it on the beach, the risk of the carcass being caught is very high, and if you are far away, you need to have access to the sea, and it is not possible to go there every season, and some carcasses must be buried on land.

The origins and experiences of Xu Wenchao and the three generations of the Su family show that they have no connection with Binhai City, what is the reason why Xu Wenchao chose here? Is it just the freelance photographer who happens to find it beautiful and off the beaten track?

A week later, this extraordinarily complicated, extraordinarily long time span, and extraordinarily sensational case was finally settled with the cooperation of the police of the two places-the pianist of the racetrack who kidnapped Qu Tong finally testified against one of the other four people in the photo under various coercion and temptation, they have a strict membership system, and must have an introducer, and at first they were only allowed to invite the little girl Su Luozhan to have a meal, and it took a lot of money to maintain a long-term relationship before they were allowed to become a "senior member".

The "members" identified each other, pulled out the turnips and brought them out of the mud and grabbed a bunch of them -- including some "old members" who were not in the photo and had long since withdrawn from the deal. Among them, there are actually some "successful people" who look like dogs, and when the police come to the door, it is very sensational.

Guo Fei's corpse is very close to the idea provided by Fei Du, in a rural cemetery on the way from Lianhua Mountain to the national highway in the city, according to the locals, when cremation was not implemented there earlier, it was specially used to bury the dead and dead corpses, there are many superstitious legends in the local area, generally no one dares to approach, there was a villager who drank too much and strayed in, and accidentally found that one of them did not match the grave, and was frightened crazy on the spot, and there were ghost stories that circulated for a while.

It's a pity that out of taboo, no one has verified it more seriously.

Journalism, Evidence Collection, Public Prosecution ...... When the follow-up work came to an end, Luo Wenzhou was shocked to realize that it was already mid-September.

On the first day, he returned to the life of commuting to work, and before he had time to fly, he saw a trot parked at the door, and a familiar bastard stood next to him, smiling at the traffic police sticker.