Chapter 142: The Game of "Demons".
"Are you planning to come over to collect Yang Lei's body, or are you going to go to the police station to turn yourself in?"
"What do you mean?" Sun Xiuming wiped a handful of fine sweat from his forehead, and the phone call of just one or two minutes made his emotions feel like he was on a roller coaster, his strength was drained, and he was physically and mentally tired.
Sun An began to ask questions again: "It's impossible for the patrol police to have access to the files of the criminal police, right? Your files were obtained from your friend, right? In order to avoid problems, the files and evidence of the criminal police are placed in the warehouse and guarded by special personnel, right? If you want to take out the files of the cold case, the people who enter and leave must be registered, right?" That is to say, you took out the file, leaving both human evidence and physical evidence, the file is related to Yang Lei, Yang Lei died on the night of the file was taken out, and the case can be found on your head in less than an hour, but unfortunately you don't have any evidence that I killed the person, the easiest way to solve the problem is to turn yourself in, maybe you can fight for a leniency. ”
Sun Xiuming was silent, things are just like Sun An said, the file is borrowed by a friend, and if you want to borrow it, you must register, that is, the human and physical evidence that Sun An said, once Yang Lei's case involves him, his unlucky day will come.
"In fact, it's just going to jail, and there won't be a heavier punishment, but the end of the police in prison is usually not very good, and there is a person who secretly can't get along with you, and the fact that you are a police officer will definitely be quietly leaked out, and you will walk in and lie out. Sun An did not forget to emphasize this point.
"You've ...... Kill Yang Lei, what about his family?" Sun Xiuming took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and asked while lying on the sofa looking at the ceiling.
"There is no difference between being alive and dead, no matter what, you can't get out of the relationship, it's up to you to decide what to do with his family, the easiest way to deal with it is, of course, to kill it, isn't it good if the family is buried neatly?" Sun An's voice sounded serious, not like a joke.
Sun Xiuming got goosebumps, raised his left hand to wipe his face, and asked, "Why do you want to do this?" You could have asked the answer in a quieter way. ”
"Because I'm lazy, I'm too lazy to find a cooperative police officer again, in addition, I think you have the potential to be a volunteer policeman, but you haven't taken the last step yet, so I'm going to push you, a volunteer police officer with a police identity, very beautiful, it should be quite interesting. Sun An laughed.
Sun Xiuming sighed softly and asked, "Should I ...... How?"
"First, rush over to collect Yang Lei's body, discuss how to deal with his family, how to get out of this case, I will wait for you here for an hour; second, kill the person who borrowed your file, destroy the witness, so that you can directly erase your connection with this case; third, burn the criminal police's file warehouse, destroy the physical evidence, and then have a good talk with your friend, and ask him if he is willing to join the gang; fourth, surrender yourself, but it's best not to involve me, that would be too wasteful of time; fifth, call the police, bring someone to arrest me, so that you have the least responsibility, at most you will lose your job, you won't go to jail, the chance of catching me is not high, but you can try, so be it, I'll wait for you. After Sun An finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Sun Xiuming was still looking at the ceiling, stunned for a while, and then took down the mobile phone attached to his face, wiped the sweat stuck to the screen, and walked into the bathroom to wash his face.
Looking at the pale face in the mirror, his thoughts were surging, and he considered his own path of entry and exit.
Sun An said that he had exhausted all his choices, as a policeman, he should choose four or five, this is the right way, but this is the right thing to do, for Sun Xiuming himself, this is the wrong way, he will either go to jail, or be driven out of the police station with a stain on his back, and he will accept the conditions of not being promoted, and he has been a policeman for more than 20 years, and now let him give up, how easy is it to say?
Two and three are definitely not good, handing over the files to him is itself a violation of discipline, that friend took the risk to help him get the files, how could he have killed the other party? It is even worse to burn the warehouse, there is a large amount of physical evidence in the warehouse, some of which have been closed, and some of which have not, even if they can really be burned, there will be more situations like Yang Lei's, and he will not allow himself to do so.
After thinking about it, Sun Xiuming felt that he actually had only one choice, that is, to go to Yang Lei's house to find Sun An first, and then think about what to do next.
"I have to go and see the situation and understand the situation to know what to do. He said to himself and walked out of the house.
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Half an hour later, Sun Xiuming came to the community where Yang Lei lived, climbed over the wall like a thief, and came to the door of Room 902 of Unit 1 of Building C.
The door was unlocked, and when it was pushed open, you could see the changing colors of the walls, smell the thick smell of smoke, and hear the sound of music coming from the television.
Standing outside the door for a few seconds, Sun Xiuming walked in cautiously, and at first glance he saw Sun An sitting on the sofa watching TV, looking natural, not like he had killed someone.
"If I bring someone here, can I catch him?" Sun Xiuming thought about this question and walked into the living room.
"He's waiting for you at the door of the study. Sun An turned his head and said and continued to watch TV.
Sun Xiuming walked in with a cold face, he didn't know the structure of the house, but he soon found the study, and there was a person kneeling in front of the door of the study, who had hanged himself.
Modern houses have no beams, chandeliers are difficult to support a person's weight, but it is not impossible to hang, doors, windows, coat racks, bookcases can be used to hang, one end of the rope is tied to the handle behind the door, the other end is wrapped around the door, wrapped around Yang Lei's neck, Yang Lei leaned forward, his head was tilted up, his hands were hanging, and he was hanging on the door.
Sun Xiuming stretched out his hand, and was just about to probe the pulse on Yang Lei's neck, when Sun An's voice sounded behind him: "It's your pot when you touch it." ”
Retracting his hand like an electric shock, Officer Sun turned around and asked, "What about his family?"
The hoarse voice startled him.
"In the bedroom closet, they didn't hear anything, they didn't see anything, they only knew that someone had broken in, how are you going to deal with them?" Sun An pointed to a door not far away and asked with a smile.
"Don't kill them. Sun Xiuming said immediately, but he still didn't know what to do.
Yang Lei's wife and daughter knew that someone had broken in, so this case would not be characterized as suicide anyway, killing them was a murder case, and not killing them was a homicide case, and he still couldn't get out of the relationship.
"So, what are your plans?" asked Sun An as he leaned against the wall, clasped his hands, and smiled.
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