Ninety's Mind Reading Detective verse 8
Zhao Xiangwan didn't expect that he was just a little exposed, which attracted Xu Songling's praise so much: "I'm just thinking about it, it's not as good as Officer Xu praised." β
He Mingyu waved his hand: "Don't be modest. Isn't it true that our criminal police deal with criminals every day to identify lies and seek the truth? China's criminal investigation technology is still relatively backward, if you can really make a micro-expression behavior, it is a great contribution! β
Zhao Xiangwan's heart seemed to shine into a glimmer of light.
Micro-expression behavior? If she was just a hazy idea before, now this idea is slowly sprouting in the bottom of her heart.
In the cold interrogation room, Wang Qiankun confronted Xu Songling and Zhu Feipeng.
Across an iron table, Wang Qiankun leaned on the back of the chair, folded his hands, his expression was very relaxed, and when he saw two beautiful policewomen walking in from the door, he whistled and looked at Zhao Xiangwan lightly: "Alas, I haven't seen this little policewoman before, and it's new?" β
Zhu Feipeng stood up and slapped his right hand on Wang Qiankun's shoulder: "Be honest!" β
Wang Qiankun grinned in pain, which was a little more honest, but a pair of eyeballs were still glued to Zhao Xiangwan's body. He is also an old frequent visitor to the Public Security Bureau, and he will always pay more attention to new faces.
Xu Songling covered Zhao Xiangwan with his body, handed her the transcript and pen, pouted, and motioned for her to sit aside and take notes.
Zhao Xiangwan didn't say much, sat quietly on the side, and began to observe the suspect in front of him: Wang Qiankun.
Fat and greasy, that's her first impression. He is not tall, but he has a big beer belly, a three-layered chin circle, and thick fat squeezes his facial features into a ball. He wore a gold necklace around his neck, a gold ring on his finger, and two large gold teeth on his grin, and the breath of an upstart hit his face.
His eyes were cloudy, his eyes were gray, his breath was heavy, and he was obviously dried up by the wine, and he was very empty.
Zhao Xiangwan's gaze touched on Wang Qiankun's face, and he lowered his head and read the transcript seriously.
The interrogation has just begun, and only names such as names have been recorded? Gender? Age? and a few other routine questions, and did not reveal any information.
Xu Songling didn't speak, his eyebrows were twisted into a line, and he secretly wondered how to pry Wang Qiankun's mouth open. He has been invited to the city bureau to cooperate with the investigation three times, but each time it has been dismissed. Wang Qiankun is a big boss of a song hall and a frequent visitor to the police station, and he has his own set of methods for dealing with police interrogations. He just rambled on irrelevant questions, and the key information was brushed aside, looking like he had no scheming, but in fact he didn't leave his hands behind.
Zhu Feipeng stood behind Wang Qiankun, his gaze resting on Zhao Xiangwan's trembling eyelashes. When this girl first saw it, she thought it was ordinary, but she didn't expect to be so beautiful in a police uniform.
No one spoke for a few minutes.
Snow-white walls, gray concrete floors, and high windows with cold iron balustrades...... The silence in the interrogation room made the air solemn.
The sudden silence made Wang Qiankun very unaccustomed, and he took the initiative to break the silence with a forced smile: "Comrade policeman, I admit that I have had a leg with Wei Lili and Gu Xiaoling, I have a bad style, messing with the relationship between men and women, I confess." But killing...... I don't dare! β
Xu Songling saw a lot of such people, and leaned back in the chair.
"Think clearly, and then talk back."
Zhu Feipeng pressed one hand on Wang Qiankun's shoulder, straining slightly.
Half of Wang Qiankun's body was crushed to numbness and pain, but he didn't dare to cry out for pain, so he had to beg for mercy: "Comrade police, comrade policeman, I really didn't kill anyone, you go and ask Wu Shengli, it must have been that kid who did it." Gu Xiaoling was pregnant with his species, but he refused to admit it, and he didn't even give the money for the abortion......"
Seeing that Wang Qiankun began to climb Wu Shengli, Xu Songling scolded: "Answer whatever you ask!" β
Wang Qiankun shrunk his neck, smiled and closed his mouth.
Xu Songling and Zhu Feipeng continued to go through the process, and asked Wang Qiankun about his social relations, his whereabouts before and after the time of death, and his entanglement with the two deceased people as usual.
However, the repeated interrogation made Wang Qiankun gradually irritable, and finally tore a crack in his heart, revealing his hideous side.
[Damn, Wu Shengli is a victim of killing a thousand knives. The seeds he sowed let Lao Tzu pay for the fetus, and he also made a human life to send Lao Tzu into the bureau. Lao Tzu robbed Huang Jiarong's Shanxi coal boss back then, and he already had a life lawsuit in his hands, and now he is holding on to it, it's really unlucky! γ
When Zhao Xiangwan heard this, his heart sank, and he wrote two lines of words and sent them to Xu Songling.
Xu Songling's eyes swept away, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and it was written: Inquire about his family history in detail.
Xu Songling stood up directly, gave up the position of the chief judge, and said to Zhao Xiangwan: "You come and ask." Instead of asking questions by himself, it is better to hand over the leadership to Zhao Xiangwan, and it just so happens that he also wants to see the magic of Zhao Xiangwan.
Zhu Feipeng opened his mouth, but did not speak. He Mingyu looked at Zhao Xiangwan excitedly, and pushed her excitedly: "Team Xu will let you go, you will go!" β
Chapter 10: Interrogation
β Trap and kill prey step by stepβ
Zhao Xiangwan slowly stood up and sat on the chair that Xu Songling had just sat on. The squeaking sound of the chair as it dragged was particularly harsh in a closed interrogation room.
The first time he was face-to-face with the suspect with blood on his hands, Zhao Xiangwan was a little nervous, his throat was swollen for a while, and he felt difficult to swallow saliva.
Seeing such a young girl, Wang Qiankun relieved his heart and smiled: "This little comrade is newly divided, right?" Is there a twenty-year-old? Where are the people? β
Zhao Xiangwan didn't care about Wang Qiankun's contempt, and cleared his throat with a straight face.
"When did you open your first sunny cabaret?"
"Six years ago, it's been too long to remember."
"Six years ago...... That was 1985? β
"It should be, at that time, the typhoon in Hong Kong was popular, and as soon as the song hall opened, guests poured in like crazy, and the money was so profitable."
"When did you open it?"
"September! The businessman said that the gold is nine and the silver is ten. β
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When it came to business, Wang Qiankun's conversation box was opened, and he didn't take any precautions. As long as the murder case is not mentioned, Wang Qiankun's eloquence that he has practiced for many years is still good.
"The first sunny place is on Luoyu Road, right? The first store was a hotel, how much did you spend on it? β
As soon as he asked about the money, Wang Qiankun was obviously vigilant, and his eyes began to wander: "Comrade policeman, after so long, how can I remember how much money I have?" Anyway, it took a lot, and a few friends made it together. β
Zhao Xiangwan's speech suddenly accelerated, and his eyes became sharp.
"How much? 500,000, 600,000, 700,000? Well, it seems to be 700,000! β
"Where does all this money come from? Stole? Robbed? Robbers? β
"Oh, robbery. How many people? One, two, three? Well, a gang of three. β
Zhao Xiangwan swept away the greenness just now, and a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes were even more blazing against the background of the police hat. She listened to the other person's answer as she asked, her right hand making a quick mark.
"Police...... Comrade policeman, what do you mean by this? β
Looking at Zhao Xiangwan's sparkling eyes, I don't know why Wang Qiankun's heart was beating faster and faster, and an unprecedented sense of fear surged up from the soles of his feet, locking him firmly in the chair, unable to move for half a minute.
"March 1985? April? Well, it looks like April was the case! Which day? Eight, nine, thirteen? β
Zhao Xiangwan pressed forward step by step, staring at Wang Qiankun's face, not letting go of any small reaction.
Wang Qiankun has never been interrogated like this - Zhao Xiangwan threw out one question after another, but he didn't care about his answers at all, just stared at his eyes and expressions, but all the answers were getting closer to the truth little by little.
This made him extremely sure that all the problems were traps, trapping him as a prey, step by step.
Wang Qiankun didn't dare to speak again, his lips were tightly closed, his eyes were wandering, and he no longer looked at Zhao Xiangwan.
"On April 13, 1985, there was an old case that has not been solved to this day...... Huang Jiarong's robbery! Zhao Xiangwan suddenly raised his voice. It fell on Wang Qiankun's ears like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and it was exploding overhead, making his whole body stunned.
has been comfortable for too long, and the past that has been buried in the bottom of his heart for six years was suddenly shouted out, Wang Qiankun even leaned back with a chair, "Bang! There was a loud bang on the ground, and the people in the interrogation room were collectively stunned.
Zhu Feipeng and Xu Songling exchanged an excited look, good guy! Big fish!
As long as you are a person in the public security system, everyone knows about the Huang Jiarong robbery, which was an extremely bad burglary, murder and robbery case in China in the 80s, and it will be taken out by teachers as an unsolved case for analysis from time to time in the criminal investigation major of the Public Security University.
Huang Jiarong's family of four was killed, and all the money and jewelry were washed away. There are no witnesses, no live mouths, and it is extremely difficult to detect. At that time, the newspaper solicited clues and offered a reward of 1,000 yuan, but they were all sunk to the bottom of the sea, and there was no news, but I didn't expect it to fall on Wang Qiankun's head!
Wang Qiankun did things very secretively back then, there were three of them, they robbed nearly 2 million, and they shared the spoils afterwards, and they scattered and never contacted each other again. He took 700,000 plates to the song hall, and the business became bigger and bigger, forgetting that his first pot of gold was stained with blood.
Zhu Feipeng rubbed his hands excitedly: "I'll go to adjust the file immediately, the scene of Huang Jiarong's robbery left two fingerprints and three footprints, this guy can't escape!" β
Without waiting for Xu Songling to speak, Zhu Feipeng had already strode towards the door of the interrogation room.
As soon as the results of the comparison of the Physical Evidence Department came out, the news that Zhao Xiangwan had tried a major case spread in the Public Security Bureau.
"What? Wang Qiankun's kid turned out to be one of the masterminds of the old case six years ago! How did you find out? β
"Aren't you trying the case of a headless woman? How did you pull out the Huang Jiarong robbery? β
"Team Xu has a good eye for heroes, and Zhao Xiangwan's junior sister has solved an old case with just a few words, it's really a god!"
After Zhu Feipeng comprehended the priority and super rhythm of Zhao Xiangwan's questioning on the spot, he swept away his previous half-belief and admired it to the extreme. Through his propaganda, everyone in the Public Security Bureau knows Zhao Xiangwan's "micro-expression behavior" - judging the truth or falsehood by relying on the changes in the other party's expression, and then approaching the truth step by step through logical and meticulous questioning and reasoning.
Xu Songling immediately made a decision and took Zhao Xiangwan to quickly interrogate Wu Shengli.
Zhao Xiangwan also did not find out that Wu Shengli was suspected of murder, but the chaos of this handsome, tall and handsome young man's private life made her feel a little uncomfortable. Not only did he have a relationship with the two deceased, but he also often mingled with bars in Star City, chatted with foreigners, and engaged in some shady leather and meat business.
Before letting Wu Shengli go, Zhao Xiangwan glanced at him coldly.
I don't know why, Zhao Xiangwan's cold glance stung Wu Shengli. His face froze, and his right hand subconsciously stretched forward to block his vital point. A while ago, he felt unwell, the front gear was itching unbearably, and some pustules had grown, giving off an unpleasant smell.
Wu Shengli never thought that indulging in lust would bring him flower willow disease. Zhao Xiangwan's Danfeng eyes seemed to carry a cold light, deeply piercing into his numb heart.
In the past, he was as naΓ―ve and conservative as Zhao Xiangwan, what made him step by step to where he is today? Wu Shengli's eyes were blank, and he staggered away from the Public Security Bureau, squinting his eyes in the white autumn sun, and let out a long sigh.
Zhao Xiangwan didn't care whether Wu Shengli repented or not, she turned her head to Xu Songling and said, "Just now Wu Shengli mentioned that Wang Qiankun's eldest daughter Wang Ting quietly pursued him, and I suggested taking her to the bureau to ask about the situation." β
Xu Songling was obviously stunned for a moment. Wang Ting is a senior high school student in Hunan Province. High school student, a little younger than Zhao Xiangwan, is she suspicious?
"Whether it's suspected or not, it's always a clue."
After interrogating the two suspects one after another, Zhao Xiangwan found a little feeling, acted and spoke generously, and there was a hint of confidence between his eyebrows.
Wang Ting's attitude was very cooperative.
After receiving a call from the Public Security Bureau, she came to the bureau, and she answered all questions, honest and well-behaved. is different from her father Wang Qiankun, Wang Ting was born petite and exquisite, combing Qi bangs and children's flower hair, a pair of eyes are delicate and timid, and she always feels like a mist when she looks at people.
Hearing the police ask about her pursuit of Wu Shengli, Wang Ting's cheeks were slightly red: "Well, yes!" David is tall, handsome and can sing, and he is simply every girl's dream girl. I liked him, I wrote to him every day, and I passed on my thoughts on paper. β
Xu Songling hates that iron does not become steel: "He has a girlfriend!" β
Wang Ting glanced at him strangely: "He is so good, he will definitely have a girlfriend, I don't mind." I just want to tell him that I love him and that I am willing to give everything for him. β
He Mingyu rolled his eyes on the side: "The girls now have been poisoned by a certain Yao." β
Xu Songling, Zhu Feipeng, and Zhao Xiangwan who were present had never seen a certain Yao, and all three pairs of eyes looked at He Mingyu who was speaking.
He Mingyu said: "It's just a romance writer." Love is inseparable from the depths, life is also with you, and death is also with you! I'm hiding from you because I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid you're afraid of you because I love you......" As soon as she said the lines in the two sentences, she shivered, and she was so numb that she got goosebumps all over her body.
Wang Ting took her as a confidant: "Officer He also looks at her, it's great." Then you must be able to understand my infatuation with David's brother, right? I just want to love him well
I love his face, his songs, and his uninhibited soul! β
[Brother David is so good, those who want to use children and love to bind his desire to wander his heart are stupid, only I am the most suitable for Brother David. Those two women died well, they deserved it! I'll see what you take and grab from me. γ
Zhao Xiangwan glanced at Wang Ting, the well-behaved and cute little girl only had the word love in her eyes, and the lives of Gu Xiaoling and Wei Lili were not worth mentioning.
Xu Songling continued to ask Wang Ting about her itinerary between November 6 and 10, and Wang Ting casually recalled that her life was lackluster except for school, such as eating, sleeping, shopping, and writing letters.
[What do they ask me for?] Can I still kill people? I'm smacking! Those two bitches killed them, and I still have dirty hands. Mom is right, it's best if this kind of slut dies, all the good men in this world are harmed by this kind of stinky woman! When they die, men will feel good about us. γ