The Aston Martin stopped at the entrance of the Kowloon Police Station, although Kowloon is not a commercial area, but the nearby teaching resources are very good, there are more than a dozen schools nearby, so there are a large number of residential areas here, the so-called school district houses, densely populated, so the area and scale of the Kowloon Police Station are quite good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There were several rows of police cars parked outside the police station for patrols, and the police officers who came and went were all in a hurry, looking extremely busy, but when they were busy, they would stop and bow when they passed by Han Yiren and saw the work card hanging on his chest.

As soon as Han Yiren and the two walked into the police station, a man dressed in police prison clothes greeted them, and it was obvious that Quan Yiren had already communicated with the police by phone.

Han Yiren didn't plan to see Liu Dongxu right now, but asked, "Can I take a look at the transcript you made for Liu Dongxu?" ”

The police commissioner who was about to take them to the interrogation room was stunned, nodded at the police inspector next to him, and said, "Of course, Han Cixi, don't you plan to see Liu Dongxu now?" ”

Han Yiren smiled and took the transcript handed by the police, and said, "Don't worry, let's go to the interrogation room first." ”

The interrogation room of the Kowloon Police Station is no different from that in Han Yiren's office, the same dimly lit room, the same single perspective glass, a man in his regular clothes with his hands cuffed to the table sits in the interrogation room with his head bowed, and Han Yiren takes a closer look through the window.

"Investigator Cui, you can carry out the interrogation later." Han Yiren looked at the transcript and said without raising his head.

Cui Zhiyong glanced at him in surprise, a little confused, obviously he didn't trust himself in the car before, but now he handed over the interrogation to him, he asked with some curiosity: "Han Cixi, didn't you say no......"

Han Yiren directly raised his hand to interrupt Cui Zhiyong's words, turned his head to look at the police officer in charge of interrogation before and asked, "How many times have you interrogated in total?" Only these questions were asked? ”

"There was only one interrogation, and all the questions asked and the suspect's answers were recorded on it." The police officer hurriedly bowed down and replied.

Han Yiren shook his head and sighed, took out a pen from his arms and began to write it on the record, he really didn't agree with the ability of ordinary police officers in South Korea to handle cases, what questions did this ask? Name, age, address, motive for the crime, gone!

Seeing that Han Yiren wanted to paste the transcript on the face of the police detective, sure enough, all the elites of the police were transferred to the wide-area search team, and the rest were wine and rice bags, knowing that the incident was caused by the woman's cheating, and he didn't ask Liu Dongxu how he knew and who he was cheating.

After a period of slander, Han Yiren also stopped what he was doing, turned around and handed the transcript to Cui Zhiyong and instructed: "You will be the prosecutor after you go in, I will write down all the questions you should ask, and ask them one by one in order." ”

Cui Zhiyong took the transcript and glanced at it, nodded solemnly, pushed the door and walked directly into the interrogation room.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Liu Dongxu, who had been hanging his head down, looked up at the door, and saw Cui Zhiyong, who was not wearing a police uniform, his pupils involuntarily contracted slightly, and then a look of sadness and anger appeared on his face just right, all of which did not escape Han Yiren's eyes behind the glass.

Cui Zhiyong simply identified himself after sitting down with an expressionless face, and started the interrogation directly without saying much, first asking for his name and other information according to the usual process, during which Liu Dongxu's expression has not changed, his eyelids drooped, his lips pursed slightly, and his voice was hoarse and hollow.

The next drama came, Cui Zhiyong began to ask questions about Han Yiren's writing, with the cooperation of lighting and environment, Cui Zhiyong's somewhat old voice was particularly low and weird: "Mr. Liu Dongxu, according to your confession, you beat Ms. Huang Meixuan because you found out that she was cheating, so how did you know and confirm her cheating?" ”

Liu Dongxu's expression still did not fluctuate, and even the mood in his words did not change: "One day, I was watching TV in the living room on vacation, and my wife was cooking in the kitchen, when suddenly her mobile phone rang, I picked up her mobile phone and looked at it, and saw a text message from a number I didn't recognize!" ”

Speaking of this, Liu Dongxu seemed to can't help the sadness in his heart, and began to sob: "I'm sorry, Mr. Prosecutor, I don't want to mention the content of the text message." ”

"Because of that text message, I had a big fight with her, and then I got angry and walked out for a night, and went straight to work the next day......"

Liu Dongxu babbled a lot, and explained the cause and effect in great detail, and it can be summed up as follows: he accidentally found his wife's cheating text message, and after the quarrel, he remembered the relationship between the two and decided not to blame the past, but last Monday he found out that his wife was wrong, and the new and old hatreds couldn't help but fight.

Cui Zhiyong listened to Liu Dongxu's self-report very calmly, paused and continued to ask: "Does Ms. Huang Meixuan still have that text message in her mobile phone?" ”

Liu Dongxu didn't think about it, and shook his head directly: "After I found out, she grabbed her phone and deleted the text message." ”

"So do you remember what time you found out about the text message and started arguing with Ms. Huang Meixuan?" Choi Ji-yong continued to throw out a question.

"I remember, I saw the time when I was looking at the text message, 2:20 p.m."

"So do you remember when you couldn't hold back your anger and fought Ms. Huang Meixuan?"

"It should be around three o'clock in the afternoon."

......

After Cui Zhiyong finished asking the questions on the record, he got up and said according to the last sentence written by Han Yiren: "Mr. Yoo Dong-wook, thank you for cooperating with the prosecution's investigation, and at the same time, I deeply regret what happened to you." ”

"You're welcome, I regret my previous actions, I just want to confess as soon as possible and go to the hospital to see my wife before going to jail, I really shouldn't have done such a thing out of anger." Saying that, Liu Dongxu lay on the table and shrugged his shoulders and cried bitterly.

Choi Ji-yong didn't speak, quietly walked out of the interrogation room and returned to the next door, handing the transcript he had recorded to Han Yi-in.

Han Yiren didn't take it, but smiled and waved his hand, his eyes still staring at Liu Dongxu who was taken away by the police in the interrogation room.

"How does it feel?" Han Yiren suddenly asked without a trace.

Cui Zhiyong was stunned, "What do you feel?" What does it feel like to pretend to be a prosecutor? ”

Han Yiren rolled his eyes speechlessly: "I'm asking you how you feel about interrogation." ”

Cui Zhiyong thought for a while and said slowly: "It feels a little weird, but I can't say why, maybe it's because it's the first time I've interrogated as a prosecutor." ”