Tick, tick, tick.

When the weekend phone rang again in the interrogation room, the other three people in the room looked over almost at the same time, with Jane a little frightened, lawyer David Don a little surprised, and Robin's eyes widening.

He didn't explain anything over the weekend, and after a forced question, his phone had become a bomb in the room, and everyone here could feel how terrifying it was to have an extra hole card in their hand immediately after answering the phone.

"Director."

"Sue them that the pistol has been found, link the pistol to his mother, and you can solve the rest yourself."

Weekend, who had put the phone to his ear, asked seriously after Drake had already hung up the phone, "Really?" Then I don't need to be interrogated? ”

"Okay, got it."

When he put down the phone, Weekend looked at the three people in the room who were staring at him, and he said to Robin, "One last chance, if you are willing to tell me how it happened, I can still help you." ”

Robin didn't bird him at all, rolled his eyelids and looked at the roof of the shed, without saying a word.

Jane was anxious: "What do you mean?" ”

"I mean, the pistol was found."

“WHAT！”

Jane was visibly excited, and then she asked more nervously than Robin, "Where?" ”

In the police station's interrogation room, every uniformed cop was paying attention to the screen, wondering how they would cope with the problem over the weekend. This is a crucial issue, if you say the right place of the gun on the weekend, you can immediately overwhelm Robin, take the initiative in terms of evidence, and at the same time, make Jane collapse immediately; On the contrary, it will make Jane and Robin scoff, and the whole case will be in an unprecedented predicament.

The weekend slowly turned his head to look at Jane, and the expression on his face tried his best to bring out the posture of a winner, but he was stern in his heart: "Jane, do you still care about this now?" ”

"According to the forensic officer's on-site fingerprint investigation, Robin's pistol does not have any fingerprints belonging to him, and the only fingerprint on the gun that has killed two people belongs to you!" Over the weekend, it was concluded that Robin would wipe the pistol clean after every crime, and that Robin's IQ would never leave any marks on the pistol.

"If I were you, I would worry about how I would get out of this police station and how I would face my neighbors when I got out. Two people in the family are facing murder charges at the same time, and in this age of the Internet, where news spreads so quickly, I guess it won't take two days for the whole town to know about the two of you, but when you're ready to go out, your neighbors are preparing a welcome ceremony for you to celebrate your time in this position, gritting your teeth, and fighting the people who maintain law and order in Montek in the most uncooperative way? ”

Weekend looked at David Tang and said, "Mr. Lawyer, I'll leave the rest of the time to you, however, the police refused to bail Robin, a very cruel murderer, and currently has two first-degree murder charges alone; As for Jane, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it with you, although Jane's timeline may not match the whole case, but the fingerprints on the gun must be reasonably explained. ”

"I'm going to work, and I'm not one of those whose mothers are worried about being interrogated by the police all night for drinking water or eating."

Picking up the phone, the weekend got up and walked out of the interrogation room, the colleagues who had been observing the situation in the interrogation room outside the monitoring room wanted to say something at this time, but the weekend stood in front of the railing on the second floor and stared at Christina who was lying on the desk and finally fell asleep.

Jane was in a state of stern anxiety in the interrogation room, and she looked at Robin and asked in a low voice, "Did you really kill two people?" ”

"Why!"

"Do you know that once the police have that gun, the only option you have left is to get out of this world by electric chair or injection."

Robin tried his best to explain to his mother, his brows furrowed and he said in a way that he couldn't tell: "Mom, don't believe them, if he really got the pistol, he would definitely take out the evidence, just like they dug up the body and judged the time of death." ”

"Shut up!" "I'm afraid there are more than twenty police officers working at home at the moment, and they're not just the police in Monteek, but also the FBI, these people have even dug up the bodies buried in the ground, and they won't find a single gun?!! ”

Jane had a very anxious urge to watch the whole story as if it wasn't her own son sitting in front of her, but for now......

“SIR。” Jane shouted at the interrogation room over the weekend, "Can you have a conversation?" She didn't dare to come out of the interrogation room, and from this alone, she could tell that Jane had definitely never been dealt with by the police in her life, otherwise there would never be such a cautious approach to entering and leaving the police station.

Weekend turned around and nodded, and then, glared fiercely at the policemen in the monitoring room, under this glare, Aiward immediately understood with his years of experience: "All in, quick, all into the room." He knew that if Jane wasn't given a relaxed environment, she wouldn't be able to confide in her.

Jane walked over from the room to Weekend and whispered, "Is there anything else I can do to help Robin?" ”

"You still want to help him?" Weekend naturally asked, "Even if there are your fingerprints on the murder weapon?" ”

"You don't know Robin......"

Jane spoke, and Robin's past was drawn in her mouth little by little.

When Robin was six years old, Jane had a great career and a very perfect family, and her husband Ted was a gentleman, although it seemed a little fake and a little hypocritical, but who in this world could be 100% real?

In the ordinary days, Jane was a little tired, in her eyes, she should have been the woman who soared to the sky, but the children and husband at home made the entire career line only maintain at the peak of the town, unable to take a step forward. For a while, Jane had the opportunity to open a company in San Antonio, and an investor took a fancy to Jane's talent and wanted to be a partner with her, but it quickly became a ...... Incubus.

She neglected her family in her busyness, and when she finally found time to rest, she came home to face the cry of little Robin, crying that her father was locked in the closet to restrict her freedom and faced the fear of darkness.

Jane blamed herself for this, and her father was furious when she indiscriminately asked Robin what he had done wrong. Because in Jane's eyes, her husband is always polite, and it must be the child's fault that such a person wants to punish the child for thinking about it.

After that, Robin never complained again, and a year after this incident, Jane discovered Robin's anomaly.

Robin had to turn on the light when he slept, would rather sit in the doorway than watch TV alone when he was home alone, always hide away from his father, and when he saw Jane, his eyes were full of distrust, and he avoided even talking about what was happening at school.

Jane asked her husband what was wrong, but her husband replied, "A mother's way to understand her children is to 'ask', is your career blinded?" ”

The accusation exploded when Robin was eight years old, when Jane's client postponed her appointment, and when she had time to return home, she saw Robin walking out of the closet with tears stained on his face.

Her eyes were full of Robin's fear, and the child trembled out of the room, bypassing Jane, and out the doorway.

Suspicion arises, Jane wants to know what is wrong with Robin, but she can't ask, every time she asks, her husband will accuse her of neglecting the family because of her career, and Jane avoids talking about it in her self-blame.

Jane installed a camera in her own home, while Robin was at school and her husband was away.

And the camera recorded a qiē, which frightened Jane.

She found that after she went out the next morning, Robin was called up by her husband early, and instead of going out to play, not to supervise study, or to eat breakfast, but to stuff the eight-year-old child directly into the closet.

What's even weirder is still to come, the man is sitting on the edge of the bed, his lips are squirming, he seems to be talking about something, just like this for two hours, in the course of these two hours, judging from the body movements, the man is sometimes yelling, sometimes whispering, and the tone is different, as if he is talking to a child in the closet.

When this bizarre behavior is over, Robin is reprimanded immediately after being released, and then eats breakfast, and after breakfast, Robin is stuffed back again.

One morning.

This time the man intensified, using all sorts of methods, sometimes banging on the closet door, and Jane seemed to hear the 'bump, bump' sound in the silent surveillance. At noon, Robin was released, and he was appreciated, and the man hugged him with great pride, as if to celebrate something.

After reading this, Jane was going to ask what was going on, and when she sent the child to his grandmother's house, Jane asked the man openly and honestly, and the answer was: "Robin didn't make a mistake, it's just that genes dictate that he has to learn to face something, and face it alone." ”

Jane was stupid, he felt that his husband was simply a pervert!

What genes determine that a child must be alone in the closet for fear and darkness?

After that time, Jane took Robin to see a psychiatrist, and the psychiatrist gave an even more terrifying answer, that is, Robin had to undergo the highest level of psychological testing, because all the reactions of this child were the opposite of normal people!

That is, when he should be feeling happy, Robin will be sad; At what should have been angry, the child was unusually calm.

Divorce.

Jane couldn't let her son live in this situation.

That night, Jane left the house with the child, and that same night, Robin received a phone call.

The next day, Jane discovers that the psychiatrist is stupid, and Robin's every thought is normal like a textbook, but this kind of thinking is completely different from the child's facial expressions, which is obviously someone has taught him how to deal with the psychiatrist in advance. Under Jane's questioning, little Robin confided the truth, and his father told him on the phone last night that he only needed to say what he felt when dealing with the psychiatrist.

Jane really wanted to shoot the man with a gun, but in addition to completely cutting off Robin's contact with the man, when the psychiatrist determined that Robin had a problem and needed treatment, she used the surveillance video and psychoanalysis report she recorded to file for divorce from the man.

As a result, the man agreed, and after so many years of affection, he did not bring any reluctance to the man, and he just said to Jane: "You will understand that one day in Robin's life, he needs to thank me." ”

"Do you know what that man did to Robin?" Asked over the weekend.

Jane responded: "I don't know, the psychiatrist said not to uncover the child's scars a second time, so we all avoided mentioning it. ”

The weekend was shocked, he couldn't imagine how horrible it was to lock a child in a dark closet for three years or more, and he couldn't imagine how the child's biological father could babble something out of the closet.

He remembers reading a questionnaire about the investigation of psychological problems, which marked the difference between normal people and metamorphosis and the question was, 'If you were going to kill someone, who had been forced into the room, and you could do this qiē by pushing the door open, what would you do?', the normal person's answer had forgotten the weekend, and the perverted answer made him afraid to 'wait quietly outside and kill him the moment he came out'.

This is Yan zhòng's psychological distortion, the change is completely enjoying the victim's fear in the room, and when the victim thinks that the danger is over, and his heart is completely relaxed, what awaits him is death.

"Now, would you like to help this kid?"

Jane asked.

Weekend opened his mouth slightly, at this time there was no justice and evil in his heart, and he, who had never dealt with this kind of case, was at a loss in Jane's confession.

"Ms. Jane, to be honest, I don't know how to help him, but you have to cooperate with us to pinpoint the location of the murder weapon." Weekend interrupted Jane, who was about to speak: "Listen to me, the current situation is that we can't get Robin to speak, this kid's fear has been trained to be numb, he is not sensitive to any fear, so we have to create an illusion that you are in prison." I understand that these two murders have nothing to do with you, but we have to do it to get Robin to say something. After this step, I did everything I could to help Robin fight for maybe all I could do was turn myself in. ”

"You must have been nice to Robin after your divorce, right?"

"I ......," Jane began, "to lie to Robin." ”

"I didn't want Robin to feel like his mother had neglected him for so many years, and I told Robin that he was being threatened by that man and never dared to ...... This thing is spoken. ”

"FUC ......" wants to curse people over the weekend.

"I know I'm sorry for Robin, and I've been trying my best to make amends all these years."

Weekend glared and asked, "Your compensation won't be to give him more money so that he can get a qiē that he can get, right?" ”

"I'll help you point out where the gun is hidden, and if I need to take a picture to help Robin turn himself in, I'm willing to do it."

"Thank you, thank you."

Jane walked back to the interrogation room and cursed softly, "Damn God, don't you want to put on your pants and get out of bed to see what the hell is going on in the world?" ”

Weekend watched Jane return to the interrogation room, when he turned his head again to look at all the cops in front of him......

Smack, smack, smack.

There was applause, and all the police officers in the surveillance room applauded him.

For the weekend, this applause was exchanged for his hard work.

"Heisenberg." Weekend waved at Heisenberg: "I'll use Polaroid to take a photo of Jane with handcuffs pointing out the location of the gun, and besides, no matter what questions Jane asks you along the way, you tell me that you don't know, and when you identify the place where the gun is hidden, find the gun, don't let anyone touch it, and hand it over directly to the forensic personnel, do you understand?" ”