Chapter 212: My Dead Home (3)
The atmosphere in the police station was much more relaxed than expected, probably because the suspect had been caught, everyone was relieved, eating, napping, chatting, only a few people were burying their heads in writing something.
Team Liu saw Jiang Li, and greeted him with an arrow: "Hey, I can't find you these days, you are fine, I heard Daxin say that you are injured, how about it, do you need something, I will let someone send it to you." ”
"Senior brother, I'm fine, a little bit of injury, if Master contacts you, don't tell him." Jiang Li waved his hand with a smile, looking well-behaved.
Jiang Li's ID card is not a few years younger than Team Liu, but judging from his appearance alone, Jiang Li and Team Liu are not half a star apart, Jiang Qiao always feels that Jiang Li is like a little brother who is carefully cared for in front of Team Liu, and he often envies their brotherhood in his heart.
"Hey, look at your poor face, come back for dinner, I'll let your sister-in-law make something to eat." Team Liu said as he led a few people to the interrogation room deep in the corridor.
Jiang Qiao walked last, since she accidentally opened the ghost eye once last time, she hadn't set foot here, that experience almost frightened her, even in a place like the police station, there were a lot of spirits, especially the interrogation room. Jiang Qiao was thinking about it, the person in front of her had stopped, and when she looked up, it was the haunted interrogation room again, and she felt timid.
'Isn't there another interrogation room?' Back and forth, just here! ’
Just as Jiang Qiao was in a daze, Mao Daxin pulled her to the next room, and Team Liu was also inside, it turned out that the two rooms were connected from time to time, separated by a layer of one-way perspective glass, and the movement of the next room could be seen clearly. "You're sitting here." Mao Daxin settled Jiang Qiao and left.
Jiang Li sat alone in another room, and the suspect had not yet arrived.
"Jiang Li, the most important thing today is to let her tell her motive and modus operandi for committing the crime. There are no eyewitnesses in this case, only the murder weapon, and the evidence is too weak at this stage, so she must be allowed to confess her guilt. Team Liu explained to Jiang Li next door with the intercom device, listening to his tone, it seemed a little tricky.
As he was talking, the door of the next room opened again, and Mao Daxin walked in with a woman.
Kill the whole family! Jiang Qiao's gaze was locked on her.
What kind of woman would make such a ruthless hand.
When Jiang Qiao heard about this case, the first image that popped up in her mind was the young Meng Kite, and she always believed that there was a difference between the wicked and the good.
But to be honest, the woman who came in made her a little disappointed, no, a little confused, she suddenly understood the reason why Mao Daxin and Team Liu came to Jiang Li.
If it weren't for the hard evidence, it would have been difficult for her to associate the woman in front of her with the vicious, and even for a moment, she wondered if the police had arrested the wrong person.
The woman looked weak and quiet, wearing an ordinary floral dress, and in the end, her eyes were like a small beast caught by a hunter, Chu Chu was pitiful and uneasy, and the sorrow and sadness of losing her beloved family between her eyebrows made her whole person overshadowed by a layer of tragedy, all in all, no matter from that point of view, she was just an ordinary woman, difficult to associate with a murderous murderer.
The woman looked at Jiang Li in the room in disbelief, sat down on the chair carefully, put her hands on the table and wrung her fingers uneasily, Jiang Qiao noticed that there were many small scars on her hands, these scars Jiang Qiao was very familiar with, and she had often seen them on Jiang's mother's hands.
It was a burn from accidentally splashing hot oil while cooking in the kitchen, and although it has healed, the scar will not go away.
Jiang Qiao's heart suddenly and inexplicably rose a sense of intimacy - this is the inevitable imprint of every woman as a mother, a wife, and a daughter-in-law.
"Name." Mao Daxin flipped out the interrogation book, took out another pen, sat beside Jiang Li, and the two looked at the woman, perhaps Mao Daxin's cold tone frightened her, and the woman lowered her head unconsciously.
"Roach."
"Where?"
“。。。 Shandu people. ”
"Occupation, age."
"At the age of 30, I work in the neighborhood committee, and I have a daughter who is less than 8 months old."
"Did you have a fight with your husband or your in-laws before the incident?"
"Comrade policeman, you have already asked about this. I really didn't kill my husband and my parents-in-law! You don't go to catch the real murderer, you keep asking me what I'm doing! ”
The woman's patience is exhausted, Mao Daxin's problem provokes her sensitive nerves, and it can be seen from the bloodshot eyes and deep dark circles in her eyes that she is suffering mentally these days - what is more heartbreaking to be misunderstood that she has ruined the small family she has worked so hard to build.
"What did you say you heard? Do you see people? Jiang Li's cold voice made Luo Qi stunned, and she shook her head blankly.
"You said you heard the voice of an outsider, but we didn't find any traces of outsiders at the scene of the crime, the door lock was not pried, your home is on the 19th floor, it is impossible to enter through the window, we checked the elevator monitor that night except for your home, no one has been to the 19th floor, the most important thing is that there is only your blood footprint at the scene, how do you explain." Mao Daxin looked through the records, and when he interrogated the suspect, he was different from the usual cuteness, and he was full of aura.
"I don't know, I really don't, but I'm sure I heard someone else's voice. Whining. Luo Qi left bean-sized tears in her eyes, and the sadness in her eyes looked real, not like acting at all.
"Is this the first time you've heard this woman's voice?" Jiang Li asked.
"No... No... Luo Qi shook his head when he heard this, suddenly stood up excitedly and grabbed Jiang Li's hand across the table, and said excitedly: "Do you believe me, please, they don't believe me, what I said is true... “
"Hey, let go!" Mao Daxin was in a hurry, got up and wanted to break Luo Qi's hand, but her strength was very strong, Mao Daxin didn't dare to use force, and he couldn't separate the two for a while.
"Call Xiao Li!" Team Liu made a decision in the room at this end and immediately called the policewoman to come forward, Jiang Qiao couldn't help much, so he had to lie on the glass anxiously and observe the two carefully.
Jiang Li was not nervous at all, let Luo Qi grab him, he looked up at Luo Qi's eyes through his sunglasses, and said that it was strange, Luo Qi was looked at by him like this, and gradually calmed down, Jiang Li twitched lightly and withdrew his arm.
The chaos ended, and the interrogation continued.
"When was the last time you heard her voice, and what did she say to you?" Jiang Li asked softly, it seemed that he believed Luo Qi's statement.
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