"You have not been wronged, you know in your own heart, you know better what kind of place this is. An Litong, you have always heard the phrase "confession and leniency, resistance and strictness", right? If I were you, I would be honest and honest, and I wouldn't have any luck. Luo Qin dotted a bunch of photos scattered on the table.

An Litong began to be silent, he lowered his head, stared at his hands, and no matter how Luo Qin interrogated, he remained silent.

Wen Mo raised her hand and knocked on the glass, motioning for them to stop first.

Although he has not yet found a way to break through An Litong's mental defense, the police's first step of the entrapment plan is effective, he is now in the case, and it is only a matter of time before evidence is found, and the top priority now is to find another suspect.

Unlike An Litong, who is somewhat secretly self-conscious and will not directly use violent murder to dirty his hands, the first murderer is the real danger. His heart is full of dark resentment, only arson is the only way to vent, and in order to achieve the purpose of venting, he doesn't care who will be accidentally injured in the process, or or, killing people is what he wants.

Such a dangerous person, of course, is better to be caught early, but with just a somewhat blurry photo, if you want to find out a person from a population of millions who doesn't even know the name, the police are people, not immortals, you still have to think long-term.

In fact, when An Litong was trapped, the opinions of the police were not unanimous.

The vast majority of people think that it is better not to alarm the suspect if they can not be alarmed, after all, without even knowing the name, it will take a lot of time for the whole city to investigate, and it cannot be announced to the whole city. In case they don't know where they have gone wrong, and the suspects flee the city after they become suspicious, it is even more difficult to find them again, so it is better to wait and grasp more clues and evidence to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

A small group of manpower was the first to trap one. They listened to Wen Mo's analysis in their hearts. Two violent criminals with arsonist habits are on the move. The hand is getting bigger and bigger, and the people are already panicking, and if they wait, if these people are really mad and create a large-scale arson case. It is not necessarily a small number of people who are at risk. After all, fire and water are merciless. The fire brigade's fire extinguishing equipment is not very advanced, so the next time these two murderers set fire to a residential building, they can't spray enough water to extinguish the fire. Can only watch the masses being burned to death? At that time, not only the common people will not be able to save it, but the lives of firefighters will have to be taken in.

The two sides argued endlessly, and neither could convince anyone, and after arguing for several hours, they finally fixed their eyes on Wen Mo.

Trapping, it's not impossible. Wen Mo weighed the pros and cons and finally decided to trap An Litong, so the scene in Central Park not long ago appeared. In fact, the risk of this entrapment is really not too great, and all indications indicate that the two arsonists should not have seen each other yet, and An Litong must not be able to resist the temptation to meet.

Sure enough, everything went well, and there was nothing that the police regretted, and as for how to pry An Litong's mouth open, it was not something they had to worry about.

Wen Mo also emphasized when she was inclined to trap at the beginning, it was best for her to be there, interrogate on the spot immediately after the arrest, break through An Litong's heart defense line before he calmed down, and if possible, let An Litong help them arrest him if the police really can't find the first murderer.

But the criminal police who handled the case looked at Wen Mo's obviously thin body a few times, thinking about her identity as a psychological expert, afraid of accidents, unanimously disagreed, and insisted that she wait for them to take An Litong back to the Public Security Bureau, missing the best interrogation opportunity.

The police also had to go in and out of various factory sites like a needle in a haystack to find another murderer, and every hour passed, they would be afraid of whether the murderer was ready to commit another crime, and whether H City was going to rekindle the fire.

The next day, Wen Mo and Luo Qin walked into the interrogation room and made their first attempt.

An Litong's eyes appeared blue gloom, it was obvious that he didn't sleep well last night, and the days in the detention center were not easy. On the one hand, he was worried that the police would find ironclad evidence of his crime, and on the other hand, he regretted how he had been so easily taken the bait. What's more, he's depressed.

That person has never been found by the police, listening to the meaning of the words of the police who interrogated him yesterday, they don't even know the person's name, and the police chose to trap him, or because he has a weakness, so it is easy to get started. And that person, hiding too deep and too good.

Compared to that man, he was as simple and stupid as he could, even if he was a little clever in setting fire? That person is free now, and he can set the fire again, and he is probably going to sit through the prison for his life.

It's really unwilling. But who made himself stupid?

An Litong smiled self-deprecatingly, and saw that the policewoman who was in a wheelchair yesterday was back, and the one who followed him was replaced by a policewoman.

"What? Come, I'm making a beauty's trick? Hehe, then I have to change to two young and beautiful ones, tsk, my taste is not so low. Just kidding, hitting them, An Litong felt that only by letting them not know what he was thinking could he continue to play stupid, as long as they couldn't find evidence, he still had hope.

This kind of little trick, the two who have experienced a hundred battles directly ignored it, and no one paid attention to An Litong, each packed up his things and sat down, and began to interrogate.

"Name" Luo Qin asked as he wrote.

"......" no one responded, and Luo Qin wrote An Litong's name

"Age"

"......" still went unanswered, and Luo Qin went on to write that he was 27 years old.

"Occupation"

"......" still no one answered, Wen Mo answered for him: "A small worker at the construction site, unemployed." ”

An Litong raised his head to look at Wen Mo, lowered his head again, and still didn't say a word.

"Do you miss your parents?" Luo Qin continued to ask. Fundamentally An Litong's ID card registration information, the police have already contacted his colleagues in the place of household registration, confirming that his parents left the place of household registration more than 20 years ago to work in the city, and only after returning a few times after registering the household registration and applying for a new ID card, they contacted the counterparts in the place of residence they had provided to find out the situation of An Litong's family.

"......" think so, maybe. It's been more than 7 years, and he doesn't know if his father's gray hair has increased again, and if his mother still has to work hard to clean people with a few rags. When he was not sensible, he was especially afraid to go out with his parents, because it would give him the fingers of others, and he could even hear people telling him to pick up the dirty kid of the garbage. For the first twenty years of his life, he tried his best to get rid of his parents.

But as he grew older, he often dreamed of his loved ones he hadn't seen for years. His parents, whom he used to look down on and feel humiliated, now make him miss him immensely. But he was timid in his hometown, and after 7 years, he didn't dare to go back.

"Want to know how they're doing? You haven't seen them in 7 years, right? Are you interested in their current situation? Although An Litong didn't speak just now, his hands kept rubbing back and forth, and he was nervous.

Nervousness, nervousness shows that he cares, it means that he listened to what he just said, and they just need to add more fire.

Interested? Nonsense, of course there is. But the two policewomen obviously didn't have a good heart, and deliberately pointed out his parents, just to get evidence out of his mouth, so that he could be thrown into prison for the rest of his life, and he would be fooled if he was stupid.

......" Anritong was determined to carry out the silence to the end, he thought, even if he didn't ask, they would say. No one jumped out of a crack in a stone, and he was inhuman to the point that he didn't even care about his parents.

However, he miscalculated, Wen Mo took over and asked some questions that were completely irrelevant to his parents, as if he didn't ask just now, she tacitly acquiesced that he didn't want to listen, as if he didn't say it very interestingly.

"Tell me about your work in H City. You're so thin, you must be bullied as a construction worker, right? Earn less than others, and you're tired every day, right? Wen Mo didn't wait for An Litong to answer, and said to himself: "They all look down on you, thinking that you can't eat this bowl of rice, and you also look down on them, thinking that they are simply a group of simple-minded and well-developed gorillas, not on the same level as you, aren't they?" It's hard to communicate with them, isn't it? Their world is a hot kang for wives and children, earning money to support their families, and a train ticket for a woman to go home for the New Year. But you're different, Anritsu, you're smart, you're capable, and you're frustrated that no one understands you. ”

"So you're always lonely, you've endured it for the past 7 years, and you've had enough of staying with that bunch of rough people who despise you. Until the abandoned asbestos factory was burned, the longing that had been suppressed in your blood finally found resonance, and you decided not to bear it anymore, you want everyone in H City to know you and remember you, and you can't wait to leave traces of your work and life in H City. ”

Wen Mo stopped, waiting for An Litong to digest what she had just said.

"Even if you say everything, what does it have to do with me? I haven't done anything, I know the law, there is no evidence, sooner or later you will have to let me go. I have the right not to say anything to you. ”

"yes, but didn't you say that?"

"You have said so much, I don't respond a word, it doesn't seem very polite, although I don't think I'm a gentleman, but I understand the minimum respect for a lady."

"Can you be kinder, then? Answer a lady's question? ”

"What do you want me to answer? I don't know anything. ”

"Tell me, you've been nameless for a long time, like an invisible person, do you want to get a chance to be famous? We can announce in a high-profile manner that you are the murderer of the arson, so that the whole city of H knows you and is afraid of you, are you willing? ”

"I'm ......" An Litong opened his mouth and said nothing. He wanted to, but he didn't dare.

He didn't want his parents, who hadn't heard from their son for seven years, to know on TV that he was a murderer. (To be continued......)