Chapter Seventy-Five: The Truth

"What do you think?" Wang Jinye asked Liang Chuan, who had just finished his preliminary examination of the corpse and found Liang Chuan squatting there motionless.

"What?" Liang Chuan hadn't fully woken up from the false feeling of hitting the back of his head just now, and there was no way, when reading the last words of a dead man, that feeling was sometimes indeed immersive, not exaggerated at all.

"That is, the perception of corpses. Wang Jinye smiled, "There are also facts including this case." ”

To be honest, Wang Jinye is in a good mood now, because the original quagmire seems to have been completely broken free after discovering that the corpse was dead.

The mysterious death of an abducted woman will involve many nerves, but there have been two cases of horizontal death in a row, and the seriousness of the matter is no longer something that can be stopped by the so-called coiled things below.

Serial murder case, this weight is heavy enough.

"His parents. Liang Chuan pursed his lips, "There is a major suspicion." When Chen Ju was interrogating his parents before, I listened to some of it, and his father said that he didn't know how the girl died at home, which can be explained by coincidence, maybe he and his wife were sleeping soundly when the murderer sneaked into his house that night, and he didn't notice anything unusual at all. Yes, even if his so-called daughter-in-law had just escaped and been arrested that night, he still had a big heart.

But his son, if he hadn't died of illness, he couldn't have felt something unusual, after all, this was his own son, and I think it was impossible for a father who was willing to pay such a large price to buy a woman who was abducted and sold to his son for his son's marriage. ”

Hearing this, Wang Jinye nodded, "Then the main suspect can be locked." ”

Actually, there is another thing that Liang Chuan didn't say, after the girl was arrested that night, she was strangled to death in a coma, who is the most convenient to do this kind of thing?

Wu Dahai's call attracted Chen Ju and others, this cemetery was quickly surrounded by the police, there was a new breakthrough in the case, and the nature of the matter was indeed redefined.

The old village chief, who had already slept in the past, was invited out again, but before the old village chief could say anything, Chen Ju directly asked people to line up more than a dozen sets of tables and chairs on the original funeral venue and began to interrogate and investigate hundreds of people in the village.

The rules and regulations, laws and regulations, were unreservedly enforced, and the police below were no longer restrained, and began to handle cases strictly, and directly reaffirmed the responsibilities of citizens and the powers of the police to those villagers who tried not to get into trouble and were unwilling to cooperate well.

In short, the atmosphere is different.

The old village chief trembled with a cane, and at this time there was no intention of picking his head, and there were two descendants around him who felt that their ancestral grave was destroyed without being notified, and they were a little angry and wanted to top a cow, but the old village chief directly poked him with a stick.

Perhaps only the old village chief understands best in his heart that the official family is serious, and if the matter is big, if they make trouble again, they really don't know each other.

Cui Laogen was detained and interrogated alone, and was not taken back to the police station, but directly selected in the living room of the village chief's house.

Liang Chuan stood next to him, which was regarded as an observer.

Cui Laogen, an honest man who has always given people the image of Mu Ne, continued to maintain his own style in the face of interrogation.

He said he didn't know how his son died, and explained that when he came back from the field that day, he saw his son lying on the bed and was silent, and he thought his son was sick and dead.

Liang Chuan smacked his tongue slightly, when he first saw Cui Laogen, it was in the mourning hall, and he and his wife were sitting on the same bench.

The style of the painting of the two men is like a faded black and white photograph, and if that photo is posted on the Internet, the preservation will arouse the sympathy of many Virgins.

They are so pitiful,

Forget about abducting and selling women, it's understandable,

Because they look so pitiful.

But now it seems that Liang Chuan finds it more and more interesting.

An honest man who looks so real,

But he can say things like "you can't plant it, I'll plant it".

I don't know if it's because the honest man is so bad in his heart, or if he himself is used to putting this layer of skin on himself.

"You just said that you came back from the field at noon and saw your son dead in bed?"

"Yes. ”

"Okay, according to the villagers' confessions, it happened to be raining here that day, and on a rainy day, do you still go to the fields? Also, did you call other villagers to come over at night to help your son take care of the funeral and say that your son was sick and died, what are you doing in the past half a day?" Chen Ju had a pile of confessions that had just been sorted out by Chen Ju, and he just glanced at it, and some details were already in his mind.

To be honest, Wu Fatzi's professionalism is indeed difficult to compare with others, and it is not to blame that he is the director, and Wu Fatzi is just a captain.

"This ............" Cui Laogen was speechless for a while, and said vaguely: "I can't remember clearly." ”

"Okay, don't you see the wound on the back of your son's head?"

"Nope. Cui Laogen shook his head again, "I didn't see it." ”

Chen Ju lit a cigarette, this is not the interrogation room of the police station, so naturally you can be casual, Liang Chuan can deduce from Chen Ju's subtle expression that Chen Ju has already determined that Cui Laogen is the murderer.

This is where an experienced cop comes in, even if you are vague with him, even if you are perfunctory with him, he can still find what he needs from simple and unnutritious conversations.

This is the experience of the police, and it can be regarded as the sixth sense of criminal investigation.

Once the target is determined and the person is determined, then all the following reconnaissance operations have a direction.

Moreover, more importantly, not only the death of Cui Laogen's son, but also the death of that poor woman can be used as a breakthrough in this matter.

Looking for a needle in a haystack to find the murderer, with

identify a murderer and find evidence that he is the murderer,

The workload and difficulty of the latter are significantly lower than that of the former.

Liang Chuan really wanted to try to hypnotize Cui Laogen now, but this was not in the police station, nor was it within Wu Dahai's control, so it was inconvenient for him to do so.

However, seeing that this Chen Ju had already made his goal clear, Liang Chuan felt that it should only be a matter of time before the evidence of Cui Laogen's murder was found or Cui Laogen himself could not bear the pressure of interrogation and took the initiative to confess.

Liang Chuan walked out, Wu Dahai happened to walk in, holding a document in his hand, and shook it at Liang Chuan, "This is the transcript of Cui Laogen's wife Wu Juanhua, I will hand it over." ”

"You're busy, I'm going to smoke a cigarette. ”

Liang Chuan walked out and was about to take a cigarette, but he saw Wu Juanhua sitting in the open-air chair in the diagonal direction.

This woman's face is full of traces of vicissitudes, she should not be very old, it is estimated that she is in her early fifties, or even younger, after all, women in the countryside give birth to children relatively early, but it looks like she is really in her seventies and eighties, her hair is white, and her face is wrinkled.

Her son had just died, and her daughter-in-law, who had spent a lot of money on the family's savings, also died.

Right now

Her man,

was regarded as a key suspect by the police.

No

In Liang Chuan's view, her man is a murderer, whether it is a manslaughter or an intentional homicide, he is a murderer, and since he killed one and killed another, it seems that it is not so incomprehensible.

Wu Dahai was in charge of making a record of Wu Juanhua just now, and now she is going to report the situation to Chen Ju, and Wu Juanhua has not left, she has not gone home, and there is no one in her house now.

Liang Chuan sat down on the chair, across a table from Wu Juanhua.

Wu Juanhua smiled very restrainedly at Liang Chuan, in her eyes, there was only concern and fear, but there was no resentment towards the police.

Is it too late to resent?

Or is she really just a pathetic tragic woman?

Spit out a puff of smoke rings, Liang Chuan coughed continuously, hey, there was too much cool breeze tonight, and he went to dig the grave again, and the cold was obviously aggravated.

Wu Juanhua stood up and patted Liang Chuan on the back.

"Boil some ginger soup to drink at night, it's going to be cold. ”

Liang Chuan smiled and signaled that he knew.

Wu Juanhua sat back in her original position, she didn't know what she was waiting for, but tonight, she had nothing else to do except wait.

"Is the transcript ready?" Liang Chuan asked a very unnutritious sentence.

"It's done, everything that should be said has been said, but my man, he really didn't kill anyone, how could he harm his son?" Wu Juanhua cried.

"What were you doing that day?" asked Liang Chuan.

"I went down to the ground with my man. Wu Juanhua replied.

Liang Chuan was slightly stunned, this poor woman, at this time, is still defending her husband, protecting her possible only remaining family?

But who can defend that poor girl?

Liang Chuan suddenly felt very bored,

Everything in this stone man village made him feel very uncomfortable, the people inside, the things inside, were like muddy water in the gutter, dirty, and smelly.

The woman in front of her is very pitiful, but since she said that she went to the ground with her husband that day, it means that she is also lying.

This point has already been said by Chen Ju.

There are too many poor people in this world,

But the vast majority of the poor people,

didn't hurt anyone,

Even, they feel that they are not pitiful, but just experiencing setbacks in life.

On the contrary, those who have harmed others and done evil have shouted over and over again that they are pitiful people and how miserable they are, so they have to harm others when they are forced to do so.

Liang Chuan's eyes glowed slightly red,

Fingers began to tap gently on the tabletop,

He's tired of it,

He doesn't want to stay here anymore,

So

Here's a good idea.

Since Bureau Chen is looking for evidence of Cui Laogen's murder, then he will directly do a favor and speed up the progress.

Since Wu Juanhua is shielding her husband, it is obvious that she knows the truth.

"Wu Juanhua. Liang Chuan spoke again.

"I'm here. Wu Juanhua's eyes suddenly became cloudy and confused, he looked at Liang Chuan, and his body sat up slightly straight.

"When did your husband, Cui Laogen, kill his son. Liang Chuan asked.

"He didn't kill, he didn't kill his son. Wu Juanhua replied.

Liang Chuan raised his head, a little surprised,

Could it be that this woman is mentally tough, and even her own hypnosis is ineffective?

I obviously heard the quarrel between their father and son in my last words, and in the end, it ended with Cui Laogen's son suffering a heavy blow to the back of the head.

But looking at Wu Juanhua's expression, she is indeed in her own hypnotic state.

This made Liang Chuan a little baffled,

Then he asked:

"Then who killed your son?"

"I ............" Wu Juanhua suddenly said the answer.

Liang Chuan's fingers that were originally tapping on the table stopped in an instant.

"The old Cui family can't be left behind...... He didn't sleep with her, he didn't let his father sleep with her, and he wrapped around his father's leg to prevent him from planting;

I was really angry, angry, I couldn't give birth, I couldn't give birth, but I only left a sick seedling for the Cui family, this is to give the Cui family a dead end............

After that I died............ Why are you embarrassed to meet my parents-in-law............

I was so angry that I took a rolling pin,

He dragged his Abba's leg and wouldn't let him go.

I struck him on the head with a stick.

scold

The child is not beaten,

And so it goes............"