Tick bell, just as Zhang Mengqi and Zhang Mengjiao were arguing, the Samsung mobile phone in Zhang Mengjiao's pocket rang. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the moment when her mobile phone was taken out, Zhang Mengqi saw a string of fixed-line numbers displayed on the screen, "6385XX6", and the fixed-line numbers starting with "63" in our place are basically the special numbers of our police station.

"Hey, Lao Zhao, what's wrong?"

As soon as she heard Zhang Mengjiao call the other party Lao Zhao, Zhang Mengqi guessed the identity of the other party - Zhao Baogang, the head of the operational technical detachment of the police station. As the high-tech core department of our Public Security Bureau, the operational technical detachment must not bring bad news.

"What? Wu Jun found it? ”

"Sure enough, it's good news." The corners of Zhang Mengqi's mouth lifted.

"Where? What the? On the way? Okay, okay, okay, I'll just wait in the yard. ”

Zhang Mengjiao hung up the phone and said emotionally: "Sister, Wu Jun was found by the people of the action team, and now he is in their car, and he will send it to us immediately." ”

"Well, this Wu Jun is not a suspect yet, and he can't enter the interrogation room, Zhang Mengjiao, you go find an interrogation room, and I'll interrogate you later."

"Okay, sister."

Everything was ready, and with just three or two cigarettes, a red Wuling Hongguang van with an antenna on the top drove into the courtyard of the criminal police team.

Hula! The door of the van was pulled open, and a haggard-looking man stepped out of the car.

Zhang Mengqi has seen his household registration photo, he is Wu Jun, about 1.8 meters tall, with a strong figure, short hair, a Chinese face, a hooked nose, and plain dress. Because it is not yet possible to determine his suspect's identity, he is not handcuffed according to the relevant regulations.

"Your name is Wu Jun?"

"What the hell is going on? I asked the two police officers in the car all the way, but they just didn't say, and now they have taken me to the criminal police team, what law did I violate? Wu Jun's emotions were a little excited.

"Wang Yan is dead." Zhang Mengjiao said bluntly.

"What? Officer, are you kidding? We were together last night, how could she, how could she die? Although Wu Jun retorted, he could feel that his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

"I don't have the heart to laugh with you, I'll say it again, Wang Yan died, just last night, he was killed at home." Zhang Mengjiao frowned and said again.

"No way, it's not true, it's not true." Wu Jun grabbed his hair with both hands, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and roared.

"Wang Yan is really dead!" Zhang Mengjiao accentuated her tone.

"Dead? He's dead? He's dead? Wu Jun paced helplessly in the courtyard with some nervousness.

"Sister, this ......" Zhang Mengjiao was afraid that the other party would not be able to bear this kind of blow, and was a little worried.

Zhang Mengqi interrupted him with a wave of his hand and did not give any explanation.

Whatever Zhang Mengqi does, he has a reason.

The reason why he told Wu Jun the result bluntly as soon as he got out of the car was actually due to two considerations: first, it was to test whether Wu Jun was sincere to the deceased, after all, the pain of life and death could not be pretended. The second is to give him some blows first, and then let him recover in the shortest possible time, the purpose is to make the following inquiry work go smoothly.

To take the simplest example, if a person's hand is cut, then his first reaction is to not listen to anything except shouting pain, and if you want to know the reason, you can only tell you when his pain is a little lesser, in fact, this is the truth.

And choosing to talk about the situation in the yard also has certain considerations. Because in the next questioning, only Zhang Mengqi and Zhang Mengjiao will be present, if the news of Wang Yan's death is told in the interrogation room, in case Wu Jun is too emotional and makes any unpredictable behavior, several people may not be able to control the scene. It is not uncommon for the person involved in the case to self-injure or self-harm because he cannot stand the blow. Rather than this, it is better to let him release it in the yard, after all, there are more than a dozen people standing in the yard, and the security is relatively high.

"Mengjiao, pour him a glass of water, and then take it to the inquiry room." Zhang Mengqi glanced at Wu Jun, who was in a slightly calm mood, and said.

Before Wu Jun entered the interrogation room, Zhang Mengqi took out a blood needle to extract his blood sample, and asked the investigators in the team to quickly send it to the old sage of the department.

Not long after, Ye Qian sat at the computer in the inquiry room and prepared to record, and Brother Ming and I lit a cigarette. Wu Da, who was sitting in front of us, had a wooden expression and didn't say a word.

Zhang Mengqi took a sip of tea from the ceramic cup and asked, "What is your relationship with the deceased Wang Yan?" ”

When Wu Jun heard the word "deceased", his body trembled disobediently, and it was obvious that he had not completely recovered from the previous blow.

"The more time you delay, the more likely the murderer is to escape, if you really love Wang Yan, please adjust yourself in the shortest possible time." Zhang Mengqi persuaded him.

"Understood, officer." Wu Jun nodded vigorously.

"Again, what is your relationship with the deceased? Answer me truthfully. ”

"I'm Lele's ex-husband." When Wu Jun said the word "ex-husband", there was obviously some unwillingness in his words.

"How did you two meet?"

"The two of us are classmates." Wu Jun's tone was slightly soothing.

"How's your relationship going?"

"I love her so much."

"And what about her feelings for you?"

"She loves me too."

"Then why did you two divorce?"

"It's all because of her mother, but I can't blame her entirely, I'm also responsible."

"Can you tell me about you and Wang Yan?" In order not to cause additional irritation to Wu Jun, Zhang Mengqi tried her best to ask in a relaxed tone.

Wu Jun nodded and slowly opened his mouth:

"Wang Yan and I are classmates from elementary school to college, it can be said that we are childhood sweethearts, we officially fell in love in the second year of junior high school, and it has been more than ten years now."

Speaking of this, he let out a long sigh:

"I was a child who was not competitive since I was a child, with poor academic performance and was often called a parent. It wasn't until high school that I thought about studying hard, but it was too late, and no matter how hard I tried, I only got a regular undergraduate in physical education. ”

"At that time, in order to be able to share a school with me, Wang Yan gave up the key normal university she dreamed of, and chose to nest with me in a small secondary college in this province."

"In the four years of college, I began to study frantically and exercise my body, just so that I could find a stable job when I graduated, so that Wang Yan would not suffer by my side. But when I really went out into society, I realized that looking for a job is not just for you, but also for connections. ”