The meeting room was crammed with extra seats.

It has been a long time since I have seen such an unprecedented grand occasion, and even people from the provincial department have specially driven to observe the trial of this "extraordinarily serious case of serial conspiracy to kill cyanide by multiple people". The people from the criminal police team next door helped to connect the large-screen TV in the large conference room on the fourth floor to the video signal of the interrogation room through wireless network, so as to accommodate so many police officers who didn't know where to watch the excitement.

The man in the picture sits casually, staring at the wall with a flat face, his hands and feet firmly handcuffed to the seat, but indifferently as if there is no such thing as shackles on his body.

In front of the TV screen in the conference room, people from all walks of life in the police station chattered and discussed the process of the case, the confessions of multiple suspects, and the method of committing the crime, until someone shouted, "Yo! Bai Ling, have you been discharged from the hospital?! ”

People looked at the door of the conference room, wearing a simple t-shirt, Bai Ling, whose face was still a little pale, leaned on the door frame, raised his hand and made a shush-gesture, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was very happy.

Immediately, a colleague who knew the situation found the nearest good position to give it to him.

"This Bai Ling, the hero of our team! In the hospital, I reacted as quickly as a leopard to find this-" Wang Aiguo pointed to the suspect on the screen with a little excitement, "This guy! In the hospital, he pretended to be a nurse to try to kill the victim who escaped with a knife. It also happened to completely excavate such a main culprit who united them and planned the poisoning! Wang Aiguo, who has always been verbose, pointed to the man on the big screen again, and all kinds of discussions came out of the conference room one after another.

"I didn't believe what I heard before, in this kind of era, there are still people who can encourage a few people they don't know to exchange enemies and murder, it's like storytelling."

"It's because of child abuse, right? In order to force his family to repay his gambling debts, he beat his son every day, broke the fingers of the children, and then took pictures to show his parents and ex-wife. ”

"Eh, how did you find out about this mastermind in the end?"

"I saw that in the system briefing, the forensic doctor found that the photo paper was mixed with some special fragrance."

"The scent of photo paper?"

"You don't know? The mastermind made a child abuse website by himself, attracting a bunch of perverts to log in, posting photos of child abuse and pedophilia on the website, and then this person printed out these photos and pasted a big wall to show people what these bastards are doing to children. ”

"Those who say this will be punished, but I don't think these people are innocent."

"Eh, the wicked have their own wicked grinding, and how good is the murderer......"

Wang Aiguo talked about Bai Ling's heroic deeds with great interest to the people around him, ignoring the hints that Bai Ling had been trying to keep a low profile......

When the director walked in, the whole room was quiet for a while, and the director swept his eyes and saw Bai Ling near the door. "Are you feeling better? You didn't escape from the hospital, did you? The director smiled.

Hehe, Bai Ling has a usual relaxed tone, how dare I, Director.

Oh, hehe, the director also smiled back gently, "Then the angry call that Lao Tzu received from the hospital just now said that the patient had fled and was not talking about you!?" ”

The smile on Bai Ling's face froze, and a burst of laughter broke out in the conference room, Bai Ling scratched her head in embarrassment and flattery, so she had to tell the truth, "Director, why don't you let me see how the guy who almost sent me to see Hades confessed his guilt!" Otherwise, it would be too worthless for me to be tortured in the hospital these days! ”

The director tried his best to put on a beard and glare, but he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, and it was all on the folds of his face with a smile, poor! You continue to be poor! I'll just pay you for the medicine and go back to your doctor to clean you up!" Enema! Pepper water!

There was another burst of laughter, the director smiled and waved his hand, and waited for everyone to be quiet before pointing to the big screen and continuing, "A brief introduction, everyone should have read the briefing on the case in the system, and this time it should be the last mastermind who was caught, but everything was not decided before the trial was concluded." This person's surname is Hang, Hang Chengsheng, a native of the suburbs of this city, lost his mother at an early age, lived with his father, and his father died unexpectedly when he was 12 years old, and his guardian was replaced by an uncle. We found out from some long-ago archival materials that Hang Chengsheng did have a record of suspected domestic abuse in his childhood, but at that time, adults and children insisted that it was an accidental injury, and in the end, the matter was over......"

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The interrogation room was a little dim, with people in shackles on one side, two of the most experienced interrogation veterans in the criminal police team on the other, and Da Jian who was silently hiding by the dim wall.

"Name?"

"Hang Chengsheng."

"Age?"

"Your interrogation is really like this for hundreds of years."

"Ask and you'll answer! Age! The old policeman accentuated his tone.

"Zhou Daxuan, the person who spoke to me last time in the sprout company was you, right?"

As soon as Hang Chengsheng's words came out, the two interrogators were stunned, and their eyes couldn't help but glance behind them slightly.

The old interrogators are very clear about a truth, the interrogation room is a game of chess, a game. Sometimes people who don't need to see too many skills, sitting opposite with shackles and still talking as indifferently as if they were chatting in a bar or restaurant, are not the type to knock on the table and intimidate a few words.

Zhou Daxuan slowly walked out of the shadows by the wall, he had just been staring at Hang Chengsheng opposite in the dark, and the person who showed a desperate fight when he was arrested showed a ...... in just a few hours A relieved attitude?

Hang Chengsheng also looked back at him. Neither of them spoke, as if the interrogator had asked something, but neither of them heard.

It was as if the beast and the hunter were looking at each other step by step, and any noise made by the wind blowing through the mountains and forests next to them automatically became silent.

The director who was sitting in the conference room watching all this said a few words into the microphone, and the younger interrogator heard the instructions from the headset and gave up his place, Zhou Daxuan's eyes continued to look at Hang Chengsheng, and sat down without squinting.

"I know you've been in a lot of sins." No one expected that Da Xuan, who has always played a cold face, would come to such a sentence, "When you were a child, we police didn't help you, many people didn't help you, you want to retaliate, hate, I understand." ”

Hang Chengsheng lowered his head, buried his face in his arms and trembled for a while.

There was a slight chatter in the conference room, this guy wouldn't be crying, would he? Recognized so quickly?

Da Xuan frowned tightly.

Hang Chengsheng raised his head, and tears of laughter came out, "What are you pretending to be?" ”

Da Xuan lowered his eyebrows and played with the pen in his hand, he has been trying to figure out this person's thinking, lost his father, and his father abused? Revenge? Revenge with other victims? Mission?

"Guess what I'm thinking?" Hang Chengsheng even said what Da Xuan thought, and looked at him with a clear sneer, "Forget your boring interrogation skills, you want to get a confession, I want to get something else, you shoot one, I shoot one, we will answer one question each other, how about it?" ”

I have to admit that I want to get a confession, this offer is very tempting, but Da Xuan didn't answer, just asked directly.

"How many victims did you organize a serial murder?"

"Counting Lu Fang, who didn't die, there are four people in total, Yang Shutong, Song Zheng, and Guo Yufeng, but if you want to count the people who died in my hands, there are more than that. Now it's my turn to ask, did you find me based on what kind of photographic paper I used? Who found out? ”

The older interrogator knocked on the table demonstratively, no matter how unwilling to be led by your hairy boy to take the initiative of interrogation, "It's your turn to ask?" You figure out your position, Hang Chengsheng, you are a criminal suspect, and there is no time for you to ask questions now. ”

"Ahh Hang Chengsheng suddenly bounced off the seat as if he was frightened by the interrogator's loud voice, "I'm scared to death, you, don't yell so much, I, I'm scared......" and then folded his shackled hands on his chest, and his eyes and eyebrows were full of pitiful fear.

Da Xuan and many people in the conference room chuckled in their hearts.

Between those eyebrows and demeanor, it is the posture of a young woman!

"Say...... I do not know...... What do you want, what do you want me to say? His hands and feet trembled slightly, and his eyebrows were lowered and his eyes flashed, and a frightened woman appeared on the face of a fair-skinned man.

The interrogator was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily, "What a pretend!" Don't think pretending to be neurotic helps! Then there was another slam on the table.

"Quack———— the person on the other side jumped again, slowly raised his head, and let out a heart-rending dry howl.

The man named Hang Chengsheng had a hideous face, still the same face, but like another man, he squeezed his eyebrows and eyes, twitched his fingers nervously, gnawed his nails from time to time, hummed from his nose every time he said a word, and screamed irrepressibly: "Fierce old man, hum, fierce fart!" Ga ah ah - Lao Tzu doesn't talk when you,,,————, ”

The interrogator was silent.

There was silence in the conference room.

It is said that turning the face is like turning over a brand, a person may be able to pretend to have various expressions, but it is not a simple matter to pretend to be a set of subtle movements including expression, tone, body and even every finger. The person in front of him can completely become another person, only in an instant. If it weren't for the interrogation room, if you hadn't observed it from the beginning, you would easily think that Hang Chengsheng was crazy, he was such a weird, crazy madman.

A piece of thought came to everyone's mind, multiple personalities and schizophrenia.

The strange screaming Hang Chengsheng howled for a while before he slowly quieted down, and continued to whisper some broken sentences that others couldn't understand. The interrogator lowered his head and began to record mental problems and so on on his notes, but he couldn't help but stop his notes with one hand, and the interrogator raised his head, followed Da Xuan's calm gaze, and met Hang Chengsheng's slanted sneer.

"You say, if I ask for a psychiatric evaluation, what will be the result?"

In the conference room, many people, including the director, silently cursed a C.

"So...... Who found out about the photographic paper? ”

Hang Chengsheng was like a child playing flying chess, turning around a big circle and playing everyone back to the original point he wanted.

Da Xuan sighed silently, "Our technicians. ”

Hang Chengsheng pursed his lips, but repeated the question, "Who found out about the photographic paper?" Obviously, the answer given by Da Xuan was not enough to fool him.

"The medical examiner found it. Hang Chengsheng, don't get an inch. Da Xuan replied coldly, "Just now you said that there are more than these who died in your hands, who else?" ”

The person on the other side was silent for a moment with a smiling expression on his face before replying, "I speak in words that you can easily understand, my father, and my uncle. ”

There was a whispered discussion in the conference room.

Da Xuan didn't give him a chance to breathe, and immediately asked again, "In what way?" ”

"In the same way as dealing with Yang Shutong, Song Zheng, Guo Yufeng, and Lu Fang, cyanide poisoning."

"Where did you get the cyanide?"

"The photographic paper factory I work for is not only a few years old, but it has been based next to my neighborhood since I was very young, and at that time there was no strict management, and no one would mind a student living nearby going in and out of the factory. Zhou Daxuan, you asked three questions in one go, count it as my friendship gift, and change me to one question. The smile on Hang Chengsheng's face was strangely confident.

"What's the name of that medical examiner?"