"Team Qiao, I have sorted out the materials you asked for before." Qiao Zhen was rarely respectful and put the materials on the table. Leaned over and said a few words in Lao Qiao's ear, Qiao Rao Gang had no expression, just nodded slightly.

When Qiao Zhen left the interrogation room, Hong Wei had been looking at her, and she walked out with a smile of determination.

Everyone stared at the monitor, and then they understood a little, and whispered cheers for her. Qiao Zhen waved her hand modestly, and simply stood and observed, she didn't have time to record, and as soon as she lowered her head, she would miss the other party's countless small movements and micro-expressions, and could only stare intently at his face. She reminded her father to grasp the focus of his daughter, and the current topic at least resonated with him. The conversation should be trending well, just wait for the news from the front.

Qiao Rao just motioned for Da Hu to concentrate on taking notes and not speak again. He handed a cigarette to Hong Wei without moving, the other party hesitated, took it, Lao Qiao moved the ashtray to the middle, and then said: "Lao Hong, I am also a person with an only daughter. You and I both know what our daughter means to us. Many people will say that a mother's love for her child is the most selfless, and only we ourselves understand that whoever wants to treat her daughter badly, we can fight hard for her at any time. ”

Hong Wei's body, which had been sitting crookedly on the back of the chair, straightened up, moved forward, and sat up. He nodded slowly, and took a greedy puff on his cigarette, but his eyes kept glancing at the pile of case files.

"Have you ever thought that in our child's life, we will face many hurdles, and the reactions of many things will be reflected on her, making her a completely different person. Who does your daughter care about the most? ”

Hong Wei listened a little distracted, did not answer, seemed to be thinking about something.

"I am very sympathetic to your daughter's plight now. The person she cares about the most, her mother's life and death are uncertain, and suddenly evaporated, which is a big blow for an adult, let alone a minor. ”

"So what can I do? I don't know where she went, who knew a could be so irresponsible. ”

Old Joe didn't answer his words, and suddenly asked, "Do you know why we came to you today?" ”

"Because you have no evidence, and you want to assume that I am the murderer."

"Do you know how Zhang Qin died?"

"I didn't say that, it's just speculation, I don't care. Besides, how do I know if she's dead or alive. ”

"But did you know that if you don't tell you what you know, you usually lead others to guess the worst?"

"Conjecture is conjecture, evidence is evidence, you have no evidence."

If this mystery is not solved, she will probably spend the rest of her life trying her best to find answers, do you want her life to be wasted? If she had found the answer on her own and found out that it was the truth that she couldn't believe, the blow would have been even more devastating. Do you really think that we have no evidence and can put you here in handcuffs for censorship? ”

Hong Wei's eyes turned red again, and he could see that his love and dependence on his daughter was indeed his psychological fulcrum. His eyes began to stare at the case file without hesitation, as if he wanted to see through the cover. Self-condemnation, confession, or even confession are not normal behavioral characteristics of human beings, and without a certain amount of pressure, no one will actively and spontaneously confess their crimes.

Qiao Rao just continued to exert pressure: "Once the opportunity is missed, there is no more, what are we spending here for, for your daughter." I sympathize with her from the bottom of my heart and don't want her to lose her mother and father again. The evidence, whether we're talking about it or you're about it, is completely different in nature, and you should be very aware of that. ”

"The opportunity lies in your own grasp, and you don't regret losing it." Da Hu wasted no time in scolding loudly this time.

As the minutes ticked by, the air could smell scorching.

No one told him that Zhang Qin was dead. But from the look in his eyes at the moment, this time, everyone can be sure that he has known all this for a long time.

In a graduate class, the teacher once listed a set of statistics: in the United States, about 42 to 55 percent of suspects confess at interrogation. Even the most cunning and stubborn criminals will confess if the interrogator can effectively use a combination of circumstances and techniques based on the suspect's personality and experience.

Just now, Qiao Zhen was silently helping his father. Since Hong Wei's psychological defense line is that "the police have no evidence", why not break his luck mentality. Qiao Zhen piled several large volumes of materials on the interrogation table in front of him, and a normal person would naturally have an association: Could the files on the table be related to his crime? Could it be that the police have collected materials from a large number of investigations? Simply by building momentum, the psychological balance of the suspect will be broken.

Zhang Chengcheng's mobile phone rang, and he walked out calmly to connect. Zhang Chengcheng hung up the phone with a pleasant face and asked them to come back and rest quickly. He looked up and saw that it was already lit up outside, and the traffic was flowing up and down the elevated road.

He suddenly had an indescribable joy in his heart, every time before the big case was solved, when everyone had no clues and directions, the case seemed to be at a stalemate and could not move, he would always suddenly have a faint feeling, this feeling was ethereal, but it was sure to exist, and almost every time it worked. He didn't know when he began to develop this kind of "unreliable" and non-substantially helpful skill, but such self-confidence often gave his subordinates the power of heaven to help.

The only thing that makes sense is that years of criminal investigation work have shaped his sensitivity and intuition, a skill that is the most scarce and difficult to deliberately cultivate. This time, the dark surging passion in the chest returned, and it seemed that the days that had been dark were not far from dawn.

Qiao Zhen looked at the corridor through the glass curtain wall, in the cold early summer, Zhang Chengcheng only wore a white short-sleeved shirt, and the inverted triangle muscles could be seen faintly on his back, thick and tight. After returning to China, such a good figure, except for professional gyms, is difficult to see in daily life. The street lamp outside the window is reflected on the side of his face, the resolute lines and tall figure complement each other, just by appearance, no wonder even the cold Shi Yan is not stingy in praising him, Qiao Zhen is a little fascinated.

At this time, Zhang Chengcheng just turned around, and a faint smile on his face was full of confidence. He met Qiao Zhen's thoughtful eyes, smiled and nodded, Qiao Zhen hurriedly responded with a hearty laughing expression, but the girl in his heart was already blushing. She pointed to the notebook in her hand and nodded at him, and he nodded knowingly. None of them knew how in just a short working time, they had cultivated a tacit understanding that many partners could take years to cultivate.

This kind of tacit understanding makes people sure and exciting. Zhang Chengcheng didn't allow himself to think too much, turned around and walked into the inquiry room with firm steps, and then turned off the probe.

If there are enough interrogation skills, coupled with the clues that are currently known and unknown, and the chain of evidence is complete enough, even if the case file is sent to the procuratorate, which has always been picky, although it is not perfect, it is enough to file a case and testify against the murderer.

Now, there are two veterans in the interrogation room, and Qiao Zhen doesn't know what clues he got on the phone just now, but she understands that he is ready to fight against the water.