Jia Shendu suddenly stopped.

Click, click.

The voice sounded again, as if urging him to answer quickly.

Jia Shendu suddenly raised his head, his eyes showed a fierce light, and looked at Zhao Xiangwan: "Don't pull the pen cap anymore!" You're loud with that voice! The noise gives me a headache. ”

Click, click.

Zhao Xiangwan continued to dial, as if he didn't hear his words.

People like Jia Shendu, who think they have everything under control, especially hate things that are beyond his control, such as unusual sounds.

Jia Shendu couldn't stop Zhao Xiangwan, so angry that his chest rose and fell, and his emotions began to get out of control.

Zhu Feipeng raised his voice and said sharply: "Tell me, who is she?!" ”

Jia Shen was defeated alone, and it took a long time to say: "Zhai, Zhai Xinlian." ”

Zhu Feipeng asked, "Where is she?" ”

Jia Shendu was obedient this time: "I don't know." ”

So far in the interrogation, Jia Shendu has answered the word "I don't know" for the first time.

If he is cunning enough, he will say "I don't know" at the beginning instead of asking and answering.

When Zhao Xiangwan heard this, a hanging heart gradually relaxed. The reason why Jia Shendu has been able to blend in today without showing his traces is not because of how strong his anti-investigation ability is, but because the environment in which he lives is a university. It is a place where intellectuals gather, students respect teachers and respect the authority of teachers, a temple of knowledge, and a beautiful ivory tower.

He bullied his colleagues, and the teachers avoided him, scolding him shamelessly and giving him the nickname Jia Banlun;

He bullied the students, and the students did not dare to refute, so they could only endure it silently, and seriously dropped out of school and jumped off the building.

It's not how powerful he is, it's because the crowd he's facing is too docile.

Like a wolf rushing into a flock.

The wolf ate sheep after sheep, and thought he was mighty and triumphant. But one thing was forgotten - as soon as the hunter appeared, it would surely die!

Zhao Xiangwan gained confidence and glanced at Zhu Feipeng.

Receiving Zhao Xiangwan's signal, a glimmer of light flashed in Zhu Feipeng's eyes. Very good, Zhao Xiangwan asked him to continue, which means that Jia Shendu is not difficult.

Zhu Feipeng picked up the file: "In the case of Zhai Xinlian's disappearance, you told the police that you bought the train on January 15, 1981 and went back to your hometown, didn't you?" ”

Jia Shendu nodded: "Yes." ”

Zhu Feipeng asked: "Where were you on the morning of January 17, 1981?" ”

Jia Shen was stunned, and his eyes unconsciously looked to the lower right: "I, I should be home, right?" ”

Zhu Feipeng slapped the file in his hand down.

"Smack!" There was a bang on the ground.

Jia Shendu's shoulders shook.

Zhu Feipeng's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "You are lying!" ”

Jia Shendu looked up at Zhu Feipeng, and his previous arrogant attitude disappeared instantly: "No, I'm not lying." Eleven years have passed, and I still remember what I did that day. ”

Zhu Feipeng sneered, slowly took out a white photo frame from the file bag, and buckled it on the desktop: "Think about it again, where were you on January 17, 1981?" ”

Jia Shendu's eyes slipped towards the frame, and an ominous premonition came to him.

[What's that?] What is that? Shi Tong took a picture of someone with a broken camera that day, would he have taken a picture of me? It can't be that they turned it out of Shi Tong's house, right? That man has been dead for so long, how can he still be ghosted? I thought that as soon as he died, all the relics were burned in a fire, how could he still keep them? That country girl, it's really hateful, I knew that I would push her downstairs too, so I said it was martyrdom......]

Zhu Feipeng shouted: "Say! Where are you? ”

Jia Shendu hurriedly shook his head: "I don't remember." ”

Zhu Feipeng sneered again, and the laughter made Jia Shendu feel inexplicably afraid.

Click, click.

Zhao Xiangwan flicked the cap again.

Jia Shendu shouted: "I really don't remember! ”

Chapter 82: Retribution

◎I've already talked about it, can I go? ◎

Zhu Feipeng's eyes were like electricity, with an awe-inspiring righteousness, staring at Jia Shendu tightly.

Under such a strong gaze, Jia Shendu's emotions gradually began to tense.

Zhu Feipeng owed, and slowly pushed the photo frame on the table forward, his movements were extremely slow, so slow that Jia Shendu wanted to pounce on it and grab it.

What does he mean by that? What exactly does he know? What kind of photo is this? What is it? Hurry up! -]

Click, click!

With this click, which made Jia Shendu extremely irritable, Zhu Feipeng flipped through the photo suddenly.

This is an enlarged old black-and-white photograph, sixteen inches in size, delicately framed in white, with the paste of history, as if it has been rubbed countless times.

The square of the railway station, the spire bell tower, two experts with serious expressions, and a crowded crowd...... Behind the Specialist stood a thin figure in a plaid coat, head tilted to the left, revealing half of his face.

[Really! Really filmed! I'm ...... Shi Tong was obviously pushed downstairs by me and swallowed his breath on the spot, Why do all his photos still exist? I saw myself, that person was me, that gray plaid coat was a high-end item that I bought at the Friendship Mall, and I wore it home for the New Year, and anyone who was familiar with me could recognize that person as me. How so? What to do? What to do! 】

Ji Zhao's drawings are almost real, but the painting paper is a slightly rough oil painting paper, not the glossy photo paper in the photo studio, and the rosin smell in the paint is faintly smellable after the painting has just been completed. In order to cover up the traces of the painting just now, Zhao Xiangwan specially found an old photo frame, sealed the picture, and added the seal, at first glance, it was no different from the photo, Jia Shendu did not have any doubts, and his heart began to beat wildly.

Click!

Zhu Feipeng's hand was a little heavier on the table: "You should remember the photos taken by Shi Tong, right?" Think that if you push Shi Tong downstairs, everything will be over? Lu Zhiying kept every one of his photos intact and kept them. If you didn't force Shi Qiyan to jump off the building, who would have thought of your grievances with Shi Tong? It's just blame, you're a thief ......"

Jia Shen shuddered, his lips pursed, into a typical "zigzag", in the micro-expression behavior, this represents the stubborn psychology began to fortify, carefully analyze every problem of the police.

Observing Jia Shendu's appearance, he is somewhat similar to Pan Guoqing's appearance, with a typical mouth shape, with a short upper lip and a prominent lower lip, and some ground. This kind of person is very suspicious and defensive.

Zhao Xiangwan listened to his inner thoughts while observing the changes in his expression.

[The photo is here, my appearance is clearly revealed, it is useless not to admit it, I can only recognize the facts. It's just that...... I have to think about it, there is no Zhai Xinlian in this photo. Although Shi Tong saw me pulling with her, he said a few words to me with a tiger face, saying that I didn't look like a teacher, and I should pay attention to keeping a distance from female students or something, but she was not photographed in this photo, so she should have been blocked. Why did I appear at the train station on the 17th, and how I got myself out of Zhai Xinlian's disappearance, this is the most important thing. 】

Jia Shendu didn't listen to what Zhu Feipeng said at all, he stared at the photo with a pair of eyes, quickly thinking about countermeasures, and slowly calmed down.

“…… I thought that if I pushed Shi Tong downstairs, everything would be over......"

What Zhu Feipeng said just now obviously got into his ears, but it seemed to be a beat slower, a little lagging, and when he finally thought of a countermeasure and calmed down, this sentence suddenly flashed in his mind.

[They know I did it?!] 】

His eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils dilated. The whole person seemed to be frozen, and his neck was stretched in a straight line, and even his breathing seemed to be forgotten.

The people of the serious crime team exchanged a look: a typical freezing reaction, Shi Tong's death is definitely related to him!

After each case, Zhao Xiangwan will discuss the case with everyone, especially the analysis of micro-expression behavior and criminal psychology, which has benefited everyone a lot. Now Jia Shendu's performance is like writing according to a textbook, standard, standardized, and clear, and everyone in the interrogation room is at ease.

——It's rare to have such a standard case, just for everyone to practice!

Hearing everyone's voices, Zhao Xiangwan moved the cap of the pen again.

Click!

Ringing, on behalf of urging.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Zhu Feipeng yelled: "Tell me honestly!" ”

Jia Shendu replied for a long time: "Explain what?" His throat tightened, and the words he uttered were as dry as a dull knife scraping against a stone.

Zhu Feipeng clicked on the photo: "In the case of Zhai Xinlian's disappearance, you told the police that the train on January 15, 1981 returned to your hometown, and you were in your hometown on January 17, 1981. Now, why are you on this picture? ”

Jia Shendu's voice became faster: "I forgot what happened at that time. Is this person me? I do not know. ”

His eyes began to roll wildly, and at a glance he knew that he was weak and quibble.

In the click-click, Zhao Xiangwan said slowly: "That tweed coat still looks very fashionable even now, and it is worth a lot of money, right?" We took this photo and asked in your village, and everyone remembered that it was you, and that duffel bag, which was also the bag you took back to the village before the Chinese New Year, so ...... Let's be honest, there's no point in quibbling. ”

Two voices sounded at the same time, disturbing Jia Shendu's upset, he knew that the little policewoman in front of him was deliberately making trouble, but he just couldn't control his emotions. Zhao Xiangwan's words pierced his heart, and his eyes turned faster.

[Recognized?] Can't hide? Who would have known that Lao Tzu had a rare time to dress up, and he even left a mouthful? What do the people in the village know, no one except my family knows about this matter. Yes, what about acknowledging? 】

Jia Shendu finally raised his head after his IQ was online: "Ah, I remembered, I originally bought a ticket on the 15th to go back to my hometown, but when I arrived at the train station, I was hooked up by a woman, I couldn't help it for a while, so I followed her to a small hotel to play for two days, and then bought a ticket to go home on the 17th." ”

"Why lie to the police?"

"I think it's better to have more than less, not to mention the prostitution of university teachers. Prostitution, it's always bad to spread it, so it's a lie. ”

"Which inn? How much money was charged? ”

Jia Shen shook his head.

"Which trip? What time is the car? Zhao Xiangwan was still not in a hurry, but the sound of flicking the cap of the pen became urgent. The two voices with different rhythms make Jia Shendu, who has a sensitive personality and is used to manipulating others, very crazy.

"It's morning anyway, and I can't remember which trip it was."

"Have you met Zhai Xinlian?"

This time, Jia Shendu's answer was very quick: "No." ”

There was a sudden silence on the field.

Jia Shendu was overjoyed, it seemed that this level had been avoided.

What can the police do? What about having photos? What if I admit it? Even if I was on the same train as Zhai Xinlian, they still couldn't say that I had something to do with her disappearance. There are a lot of people on the same bus, do I have something to do with her? I bought the train ticket, I waited at the train station, and when I saw her, I said that there was an urgent project, and I needed her to get off at Yiling Station with me, and let her go home in a few days.

Zhai Xinlian was a little unhappy at the time, but I was a teacher, so she didn't dare to resist when she pulled down her face and reprimanded her, so she could only reluctantly get into the car with me. If I hadn't met Shi Tong, no one in this world would have known that Zhai Xinlian was going back to my hometown with me. 】

Zhao Xiangwan suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

"Where did you get off on train 17?"

"Yiling."

"What time did you arrive?"

"Seven or eight o'clock in the evening."

"Where to stay?"