Chapter 32: The Impermanence of the World (End of Volume 1)
. "Now, I don't really need you to confess anything."
Jane was not present in the interrogation room when she threw a photograph on the table over the weekend, handcuffed to an open safe in her home that contained important documents, jewelry, and a silencer pistol and two magazines she was pointing.
With the murder weapon, in fact, this case has been solved, even if there are no fingerprints, as long as Robin has residual gunpowder in his hand that matches the pistol, and the ballistic test can prove that this gun has killed Charlie and Webbe, Robin can't justify himself no matter how much preparation he has.
But when he walked into the interrogation room again over the weekend, he wanted to talk to Robin more and find out what was the missing part of the case.
"I knew it was going to be like this." Robin didn't have the previous calm and fighting state, the whole person relaxed, he slowly bent his back, and stretched forward with his feet leaning on the back of the chair, from the perspective of the weekend, Robin's state is like a person who has just finished his hard work piled up on the chair, which is a rare release.
This kid is really different from the others, for the other prisoners, this is the beginning of their worries, they will be decadent, they will babble about how long they will be sentenced, Robin does not.
"Do you want to talk to me about something?" Pointing to Jane in the photo, Weekend said, "Do you know what kind of charges Jane will face if she can't prove that she doesn't know the facts of your crime?" β
"I sue you for covering up your sins."
Robin shook his head, his protective attitude towards his mother almost took over his senses, but this desire to protect was lightly controlled: "You won't do this." β
"Am I like a judge? What authority do I have to decide how the police department will prosecute Jane, whether to prosecute her, and what authority do I have to convict Jane? β
"Your purpose is only to let me continue to protect my mother as I did before, because my love for her is the most important thing you have in your hands."
Robin poked out the tip of his tongue slightly and moistened his lips, opening his eyes as wide as he could, as if he could see through it.
"You still won't say? Even if the gunpowder residue in your hand has been linked to the murder weapon, and the murder weapon proves that you committed both murders, in this case, would you want your mother to go to jail with you? Is this your love for her? β
I'm really angry on the weekend, this kid is much more annoying than the charlatan characters who are full of anger during the interrogation and shout 'you have the ability to kill me'.
"No, I'll sue you." Robin thought for a moment and said, "However, I have two requests, first, let my mother go to rest; Second, give me water. β
He agreed, and when he thought the guy was going to be stubborn to the end, Robin didn't hesitate to agree.
The unexpected weekend felt that this qiΔ came a little suddenly, and although the police had completely taken the initiative, Robin's unrelenting admission of defeat still surprised him.
There is no shot of the last straw overpowering the camel, nor is there a mental struggle in the stunned mind that does not know what to do, he is so, easily, after the murder weapon appears...... Throw in the towel.
"Don't hurt her, I don't have to keep resisting." Robin's words sounded like a weak man's own words, but the weekend had to remind himself that this guy had killed two people and cut off three people's feet in that time.
Mercy is always the cheapest emotion in the world, and when one person pities another, the first choice is to put oneself in a higher position than the one who is pitied, which will make the weekend as a police officer unable to see the facts. Therefore, there is no mercy on the weekend, and only by giving up emotions can he get what he wants.
The weekend figured out that Robin was not resisting only because there was no need to resist, whether he said it or not, he would be brought to justice, and this child's sanity far exceeded that of everyone else, and even had some emotional deficiencies. After all, the gun was found, and this is the most important clue in this case.
"What did your father do to you?" In Jane's statement, the weekend has always been eager to learn the secrets of this piece.
"Why don't I tell you how and where Charlie died, and how he was transported to the abandoned factory, I'm sure even if you have a lot of evidence, it's still a mystery here."
Drake tensed in front of the monitor, the wound he could cover up and ignore was about to be lifted.
"No, you used the garbage truck and the trash can in front of the house, if I guessed correctly, you should have killed Charlie while your mother was away, maybe because you didn't want your mother to have one more man like this around you, or it could be that when you passed by the brothel the day before Charlie's accident, you saw him coming out of the brothel from an angle that Charlie didn't notice."
Robin was suddenly distracted by the arguments he had made over the weekend, and the laziness he had just now disappeared, and he sat down again with his fingers crossed and placed on the table: "How did I do that?" β
"I have a gun, I can kill him, I can cut off his feet, but how can a sixteen-year-old kid who is not strong put an adult in the trash?"
"You don't have to put the body in the trash can at all, all you have to do is wrap the body in a rug and put the bin on one end and lift the can up and out from the other end, which is much easier than lifting the body in. For the rest, you just have to wait for the driver to plug in the trash can with the equipment on the garbage truck, and then flip the trash can in the car, and then you can come out of the hidden corner, get into the garbage truck, and throw the body down where there are no cameras at the dumping site. β
"Leather."
Robin corrected: "I considered the possibility of the carpet wrapping the corpse, but the moment the carpet is thrown off the garbage truck, the friction between the carpet and the ground will leave some fibers, and the police will find the manufacturer based on the fibers, and they can also lock on to a bunch of targets." My way of doing things, prepare a piece of leather in advance, in the case of slow driving, the leather will not leave too many traces, and most importantly, it is impossible for the garbage truck to drive fast on the road, which will cause environmental pollution...... Easy to get up and down. Also, I killed Charlie by using my mother's phone the night before to make an appointment with him, and it was completely different from what you said, after he came, I told his mother to be in the toilet, and he waited for a long time, and he was impatient to find him, so I shot him. β
"As for the reason for killing him, it was that I didn't want to have an extra man by my mother's side, no matter who that man was."
The idea of Robin's sudden confession over the weekend was clear again, and after so much evidence surfaced, it was impossible for his home not to be searched by the carpet, and Charlie's death would definitely be found out.
"You look proud, don't you?"
"At least smarter than the average person." Robin accepted the weekend's compliment without feeling sarcasm.
Weekend asked, "You're so reluctant to mention your father?" β
"Would you like to?"
"Do you know what impressed me the most about him so far? It was on my sixth birthday that he leaned in my ear and said to me, 'My child, sooner or later you will have to face the corpse alone, you will have to face a lot of problems, and your first masterpiece will make you impossible for the police to contact you for a year, and it will not be too late to celebrate'. β
There was an urge to dodge over the weekend, and after listening to Robin's words, he leaned back without feeling anything.
βYOUοΌSEEοΌTHATοΌβ Robin smiled and pointed to the weekend without the slightest sadness: "I was more scared than you at the time, I was only six years old." β
"Do you particularly want to know what I'm facing next? In the kind of feeling that I am miserable, and I am full of anticipation for this misery? It's a bit like watching "Chainsaw Massacre" or "The Grim Reaper", sometimes you don't want to know what's going on, you just want to see how the next person dies. That's what you think, right? β
With a demonic smile on his face, Robin continued: "In the following days, I was told that I would be given special training for people like us, and at the age of six, I had no idea who I was, so I was thrown into the closet by him for the first time. β
"That bastard interrogated me in countless ways, just to find out which of my favorite toys at a given time was, and why I bought a certain toy and didn't play with it."
"How long can a six-year-old be tried? What's more, he can provide a lot of evidence that you can't refute at all, just like you...... I confessed, in front of the evidence. You, and you guys behind the camera, were you ever interrogated by your father when you were six years old? β
Robin meticulously described that when the whole thing was said, the weekend was covered in goosebumps.
"From then on, as long as I was forced to be speechless, I would be reprimanded fiercely, and that bastard's gaze terrified me, and I always felt that he would hurt me, and when I was a little older and first learned the word 'death', the first thought that came to my mind was that he would kill me." He continued: "Not only did he interrogate me, but sometimes he forced me to make a plan to kill someone so that I wouldn't be caught, and the slightest mistake in the plan would be thrown into the cupboard, and he called me a 'fool' in an angry roar, saying that I would be locked up by the police one day...... You guys, do you know what that feels like? β
"Three years. I was interrogated for three whole years, from fear to getting used to the people outside the cupboard, from seeing the cabinet to going around and completely understanding that there was no old witch in the cabinet who would turn into a cat, do you know what I want to do most at this time? β
"Kill your father." I thought about it on the weekend.
"Suicide." Eward thought.
When Robin said this, it was only when everyone including the weekend understood what a pervert was: "I want to be the one outside the closet." β
Scold.
Weekend stood up, and when he got up, the stool 'clanged' and he ignored it, just turned around and left the room directly.
Robin said to the weekend's back, "Do you know why I killed the stray cat to vent my anger?" β
"I can't accept that they can walk freely on the eaves and walk so gracefully. I can't accept the howl of the cats in the spring, it's like a mockery of me, mocking me for not being brave enough, laughing at me for being too unlucky! β
"I'm struggling with this pain."
"Actually, I don't like to kill some living animals or people at all, I just like to cut off their feet, which makes me feel like I am sitting outside the cupboard and watching them lose their freedom. If I could, I would like to lock someone up alive and sit outside, and that feeling ......"
I don't want to be in the same room with this madman on the weekend, I don't want to know who this little madman's father is, never!
EVEN IF ROBIN'S OWN FATHER IS A HEINOUS WORLD-CLASS WANTED CRIMINAL, EVEN IF THERE ARE STILL MANY DETAILS OF THIS CASE THAT NEED TO BE CHECKED, HE JUST WANTS TO SAY THESE CLUES - FUCK-OFF!!
βFUCKοΌYOUοΌβ Drake, the bitter master, scolded and rushed out of the monitoring room, his mouth kept roaring: "Why do you vent to others after you have suffered misfortune!" The case is solved, and Drake's anger completely obscures reason, and he is the opposite of Robin, who has always suppressed his emotions with reason, even if he did not give up in the end.
"Stop him!" Aiward shouted, and the policemen guarding the door of the monitoring room at the moment were entangled with Drake, and they were afraid that Drake would rush over and kill directly in the police station.
Weekend walked downstairs and saw a sleepy-eyed Christina and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home." β
Christina looked upstairs in the chaos and then at the weekend: "He ......"
"YE, RECRUITED, BECAUSE I AM ONLY 16 YEARS OLD, HE MAY NOT BE SENTENCED TO DEATH, BUT HE WILL SPEND HIS WHOLE LIFE IN PRISON." The weekend added: "Don't mention it again, if possible, I hope I have never been exposed to this case in my life." β
"Congratulations, you've earned all your bounty." Christina was exhausted.
"No, I only took the 30,000 dollars that I found to kill Charlie at the scene of the first crime, this is what I deserve, and the rest is yours, after all, you caught Hans, if you weren't in a bad state yesterday, you would have caught Robin personally, and you would have become a hero in the town. No, Christina, you're already a hero of Montek now, a hero with $50,000. Remember, $30,000 to find the first crime scene that killed Charlie and $50,000 to convict Robin. β
Christina was a little dizzy, and when she heard the news, she felt paralyzed as soon as she stood up: "FUCK-ME." β
If you had the money......
The world is impermanent.