Chapter 121 Interrogation
I waved my hand and didn't say anything, my heart pounding.
Zhao Yitian didn't treat Niu Pang so simply, if it weren't for Niu Pang's window next to him, he wouldn't have been so downcast.
As soon as Zhao Yitian spoke, I grabbed the voice, "Niu Fat, you go buy a watermelon for the policeman's brother." β
Niu Fat's brain seems to be rusted, "I'll go when you're done checking"
"Go." I interrupted Niu Fat's words sternly.
After a check-up, there was nothing wrong with my body except for abrasions, and I deliberately did a lot of tests, but fortunately it was within the normal range. When I asked why I was let into the ward, they said that I was handsome. Fucking bullshit, almost bullshit.
As soon as the case comes out, there are a bunch of things, according to this development, the deceased will not be only one or two people, there is no clue about the embroidered shoes, the ghost is virtual, the shoes are real, and a pair of shoes cannot disappear in front of everyone without clues.
After the examination, Brother Hao dialed the forensic doctor and asked him to drive to the hospital and interrogate Brother Chong. When the forensic doctor came, his face was not very good-looking, and he should have accepted the education and criticism of his boss.
Driving to the detention center, I don't know what these people think, the detention center and the public security bureau are separated by three streets.
In response to the call from above, a place where prisoners are temporarily held is like a prison, and it is basically a few petty thieves who are released after a year of death. Like a simulated prison, there are many high walls, and it is said that there is a power grid on it, no one knows whether it is true or not, who would be insane to try if there is electricity on it for a few days or months of freedom? Sin plus one degree.
Niu Pang and I stood in front of the big iron gate, with three big words of 'detention center' on them, sprayed with red paint, with a solemn and solemn look, and we were deeply touched.
Niu Pang walked to the door curiously and wanted to reach out and knock on the door. In front of this iron door, Niu Fat only occupied a corner, and when he looked at it from a distance, it looked like there was a dirty thing stuck to it. "Huh? Is there anybody? After waiting for a long time and no one came out, "Why is no one watching the door?" β
There is something wrong with this question, who will knock on the door of the detention center if there is nothing to do?
The forensic doctor took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone inside, and in less than a minute, the small iron door on the big iron door opened, and it was a young man of twenty-three or four, who smelled of smoke all over his body, and looked more lazy than Niu Fat.
"The two of you belong to the city bureau." The lad is a man of good words. Think about it, the detention center is not like the police station, there are so many people coming every day, and the rich sons and brothers have committed crimes, and they have already spent money to get out, so it is their turn to be polite.
The forensic doctor took out his ID, "I'm a forensic doctor from the city bureau." β
The young man nodded, "A few people, please come in, you call me Kunzi, a small soldier in the detention center." β
When we entered the detention center, a choking smell of chili pepper hit us, and the two of us sneezed.
"I said, how do you boil chili oil? It can't be that you want to punish anyone. Ouyang Ze said without thinking.
Kunzi Yile, "What kind of society, why do you still use this kind of thing, this is what we eat." β
The whole courtyard is square, and it is the only place in this area where there are no high-rise buildings, and it is a two-story building. After Kun Zai's introduction, this used to be a family home, it seems that there was a fire, and then a corpse was dug up below, and DNA could not be extracted from the bones, and there was no report to say that there were dead people somewhere, and then there were always people crying here, and the detention center was moved here, and the prisoners in the detention center were mostly men, and the yang was vigorous, just to suppress the resentment of the female corpse.
The detention center, which has now been largely renovated, can no longer find the shadow that can be left by the fire.
We were taken by Kunzi to an interrogation room in the detention center, it really smelled of torture, the window was only the size of a computer screen, and the whole room was only this window, it was evening, the sun had not completely set, but the lights in the detention center were about to be on.
The forensic doctor sat in front of a table, the pen in his hand spinning, and looked at Brother Chong, who was brought in early not far away.
"Daimyo." The forensic doctor said coldly.
Brother Chong raised his eyes and glanced at the forensic doctor, "Zhang Dachong." "It's lazy, it seems that he is a regular visitor, and it hasn't been a day or two since he entered the detention center, and he is all familiar with his face.
Ouyang Ze looked at Brother Chong's attitude, "Will you talk well?" The tone was very polite.
Brother Chong smiled, "Yo, where did you come from, the feather duster, you came here to spread wild." β
Ouyang Ze didn't expect Chong to be stubborn with him, and pointed at Brother Chong, "You kid is here, your mouth is still so hard." β
The forensic doctor coughed and stood up, "Okay, don't ask, just send it to prison." β
Brother Chong heard the word prison, although his tone was disrespectful, but he knew that the prison was full of inmates, "Don't ask?" Are you going to send me to jail? You are called knowing the law and breaking the law. β
The forensic doctor glanced at Brother Chong, walked to Brother Chong's side, bent down and curled the corners of his mouth. "We didn't ask you, you don't want to say, what can we do? You are the only one at the scene of the crime, who will go if you don't go to jail? β
Brother Chong looked at the forensic doctor, his eyes had a feeling of eating the forensic doctor, and after a few seconds, "You ask." The disgruntled moved his mouth.
The medical examiner then walked back into his position. Picking up the file on the table, "Zhang Dachong, thirty years old, unemployed?" The forensic doctor glanced at Brother Chong.
Brother Chong was very impatient, "You can't live if you are unemployed?" β
The medical examiner deliberately changed the sentence of arrest for drug use to "arrest for intentional homicide." β
Brother Chong looked at the forensic doctor with puzzled eyes, "Huh? Didn't I come in because of drugs? How did you kill someone, you police have to talk about evidence. β
The forensic doctor snorted coldly, "Say, what's going on?" Tell me what you know. β
Brother Chong had to bow his head in front of his innocence, "Wang Qingqing is my wife." β
"Starting with the woman in red, starting from acquaintance, 1510 makes it clear that you are suspected of these two cases of intentional homicide." The medical examiner reminded him.
Brother Chong's disdainful expression finally put a question mark on his face, "You? You say the old woman in the cheongsam is dead? β
I said in my heart, I didn't even know people's names, and I did things that were not as good as pigs and dogs, but the forensic doctor nodded, "Tell me everything you know." β
Brother Chong corrected his attitude, "I met the woman in the bar, I don't remember the time, it should have been five or six days, she was wearing a cheongsam, it looked very eye-catching, I liked red, I looked at it a few more times, and I didn't think about it, at that time we were playing truth or dare, I lost, so they asked us to ask the cheongsam for a phone to see if I could get the woman, and then I asked." He lowered his head as he spoke.
"And then?"
"Although she is old, her thinking is quite naΓ―ve, I asked for my mobile phone number in three or two sweet words, and after I came over, I found a private room and dizzy, and then it was morning." Brother Chong said as if he was telling someone else's story, although he was a little embarrassed, but he was not apologetic at all.
"Where did you go yesterday after you sent him home?"
Brother Chong scratched his head, "Go back to your own home, my girlfriend is at home, you can prove it." At this point, there was a pause, "I forgot, my girlfriend is also dead." "It's very casual.
"What about Wang Qingqing's death?"
Brother Chong continued. "Wang Qingqing? Although we are going to get married, we have no emotional foundation at all, and he comes back to me every once in a while, tidying up the house for me, cooking and so on. Anyway, as soon as a woman turns off the light, it's all the same, and it's my future wife, so it's natural that this kind of thing isn't. β
I listened to Brother Chong's meaning, and I didn't care about the two dead women at all, "What are you doing during the time when Wang Qingqing had an accident?" β
Brother Chong looked at me, "Suck something, we are addicts, we don't know our minds after sucking." After saying that, I regretted it a little, my mind was not clear, and I was even more suspected of murder. Then he added, "Confusion means sleeping." β
"Then you didn't notice anything moving in the living room?"
"Movement? No, what movement can there be in our community, except for the big-mouthed mother downstairs, who was asleep at that time. β
Brother Hao looked at Brother Chong, although he was a little ruffian, but he asked what to answer, "Then have you ever seen anything on this photo?" Brother Hao held up a photo, which was the weird red three-inch golden lotus.