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Chapter 19
Chapter 19
"You use the forgery of Adela to seduce students to take drugs, and extract a lot of fingerprints on the poison -making appliances found on the roof of your rental house.
"I don't know what the police officer you are talking about, those things are all the wastes I picked up, I don’t know what poisoning appliance it is."
"Don't resist stubbornly, honesty can also strive for a large treatment, and no one can save you if you are hard!"
"Haha, the police officer, do you want to take my performance at the end of the season? It is a dead crime for drug trafficking. Do you want to trick me to plead guilty?"
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In addition to the single -sided glass of the interrogation room, Yan Yan was wearing a Bluetooth headset and facing the interrogation scene behind him.
He unblocked the bandage on his hand in the rushing water flow, extended the fingers with fleshy fleshy fingers under the faucet, and the solidified blood immediately turned into red water and flowed along his fingertips.
The cold tingling was like tens of millions of thin needles into the bone marrow, but he seemed to feel without even moving the eyebrow peak.
"If you frankly explain the fifty -two case's associates, and provide major clues to our police officers to handle the case, the court may not be judged lightly!"
"What kind of associates? That's a ride, I don't know it at all."
"Then you tell me now that this is a man who is a man is a woman.
"Forget, I can't remember anything."
Native
"I am ah, this dead duck's mouth is really hard." Ma Xiang said: "From last night to now, it has been more than eight hours of fatigue interrogation.
Yan Yan's eyelids didn't lift: "What do you want to do?
Ma Xiang swallowed his spit. When he saw that there was only an outsider in the small room, he sneaked his eyes sneaky: "I asked the intern to break the monitoring, Yan Ge, let's put some means?"
Qin Chuan laughed in the glass reflection: "Yo, I didn't hear anything."
"Means," Yan Yan smiled and wiped his hands slowly with a snow -white towel, asking, "What means?"
"Well, take the pillow to pad my stomach! The back handcuffs chair back overnight! I heard that I couldn't see any scars, I guarantee that he will just ..."
Yan Yan interrupted him: "This is called means?"
Ma Xiang blinked his innocent eyes.
"I tell you what is means." Yan Yan said, "Cut his hair and mix it in milk tea to force him to drink. Gao Guang faces his eyes and let him sleep for three days. Zhanda, you can't see the wound or torture people. If this is not addictive, take two large tile digital light bulbs at the same time to bake him around his temples at the same time, or take out the means of the American guy to deal with the base members. Someone once implemented like this, later ... "
Ma Xiang's entire face muscles were stiff, and he trembled for a while: "... later ...?"
Yan Yan slapped his hand and said angrily: "Later, it was established in October 1949!
Qin Chuan broke out unscrupulous laughter.
"It's okay to brush the public account of the garbage!" Yan Yan scolded at Ma Xiang, who was trembling: "We are not a horn police station, it is a municipal public security bureau in the provincial -level system. How many eyes are staring? If you monitor others, you don't know anything? Joke! "
Ma Xiang felt very wronged, "What should he do if he kills just ..."
"Let's not say that the oral supply forced by the previous means cannot be accepted, so that in the case of one -ten millionth, Hu Weisheng is really innocent. The poisoning tool is really picked up to sell waste products. —— How many years later, the grievances turned out, did you give him a fate or do I give him a life? "
Ma Xiang didn't dare to talk, just whispered: "... I got a confession within an hour, and the person who made a military order for the Wei bureau was not me ..."
Yan Yan just opened his mouth to scold, when suddenly the door was pushed open, Gou Li rushed in with agility that was extremely disproportionate to his tonnage, holding the kraft paper bag in his hand: "Come here! Hurry up! The magic weapon you want is ready! "
Yan Yan immediately took it and glanced at the paper bag.
Ma Xiang asked curiously, "A magic weapon?"
Ma Xiang stretched his neck, and even Qin Chuan couldn't help but look here, but Yan Yan pushed him back one by one, grabbed the paper bag, and gave Gooli a thumbs up: "I'll do it, I'll go. I see no problem with this wave - who will open the door and let me in."
Gou Li said modestly, "It's easy to say, old Wei."
Yan Yan: "..."
Qin Chuan patted Yan Yun on the shoulder: "Come in, Lao Wei."
Yan Yan: "You..."
Ma Xiang: "I'm optimistic about you, Brother Wei."
Yan Yan was furious: "You are Viagra!"
With a click on the door, Hu Weisheng raised his head, revealing bloodshot eyes.
The interrogating policeman stood up and called Brother Yan, Yan Yan waved his hand to signal them to go out, then pulled out the folding chair behind the iron table, sat down, and threw a cigarette on the table:
"Come on."
Hu Weisheng moved, but didn't answer, and said with a hoarse smile: "Why, the police officer, is the white-faced person here?"
Hu Weisheng has entered the palace several times, and he may be more familiar with these interrogation skills than ordinary police officers. Yan Yan knew that he had wasted enough words, so he didn't make excuses any more, and said bluntly: "My surname is Yan, the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Bureau, and the work of the detachment is under my control."
Hu Weisheng narrowed his eyes.
This person is only in his forties, but he has accumulated a bunch of wrinkles early, and every wrinkle hides ignorant cunning and ferocity.
"Come on, don't be nervous." Yan Yan said that he also lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and let out a sigh of relief: "It's not to hurt you, such a big city bureau, even if he wants to drug you No one dares to do it, don't worry."
Yan Yan's voice was deep and strong, with a strong male atmosphere, but he was born with a kind of casual taste, as if he didn't care much about anything.
Hu Weisheng's cloudy eyes flickered a few times. Although he hesitated, he finally picked up the cigarette, lit it with trembling hands, and immediately took a big mouthful of intoxication.
"Good cigarettes," he murmured, "do you all smoke such good cigarettes when you eat public food?"
Yan Yan hilariously said, "With the policeman's salary alone, I should starve to death the next day after my salary."
——This is too misleading. Hu Weisheng thought that he was really implying something. didn’t expect the police officers to dare to say such words recklessly in the interrogation room where there is surveillance and video recording, and couldn’t help showing a hint of surprise.
Yan Yan didn't explain it, and he smiled.
"How about you, you also know that you can't be acquitted, it's just a matter of reprieve or taking a gun. Let's be honest, Feng Yuguang died after taking the medicine you sold, and now the main responsibility lies with you and your accomplice. Body - as long as you honestly record your statement as I said, I guarantee that you will be able to smoke such good cigarettes every day in prison for the rest of your life; but if you continue to cover up your accomplices, I will have to send you to the execution ground with my own hands."
"What accomplice? I said it was a hitchhiker!" Hu Weisheng said firmly.
Yan Yan held the cigarette and said indifferently: "Don't be rude, we have already caught the person."
Hu Weisheng was taken aback.
"—You must want to ask, why did we catch him, but we still hold you to trial?"
"..."
Yan Yan sighed and seemed a little sympathetic: "Because he is useless, he will not speak anymore, see."
Yan Yan touched a photo of a brown bag and threw it lightly. Hu Weisheng bowed his head, and his pupils were tightening and blurted out: "How is it?!"
——The forensic doctor took the corpse scene on the highway and was crushed countless times. The corpse who could not see the appearance at all!
"Well," Ma Xiang slapped after a single -sided glass: "Brother Yan is high!"
"Impossible! This is not ... you, you, you ..."
Handcuffs and iron chains rang, Hu Weisheng's face flushed, and the struggle made him almost roll out of the iron chair. The criminal policeman was about to rush in immediately, but saw Yan Yan covering the photo with his backhand and holding it with his eyes. Movement.
"Who is this? I don't know it at all!" Hu Weisheng calmed down and shouted, "I have never seen this person at all! The traffic accident map you are looking for by the police officers to intimidate the confession, I want to sue you! "
Ma Xiang said, "This grandson is quite clever, what should I do?"
"Don't panic," Qin Chuan hugged his arms with both arms, and the strange light flashed behind the lens: "You Yan Brother still has a post -recruitment."
"A threatening you? No need." Yan Yan smiled: "Guess who he was destroyed?"
"..." Hu Weisheng's chest was undulating, as if a vigilant old fox.
Yan Yan leaned gently on the back of the chair, raised slightly, and his legs were naturally separated. He knew that this posture made himself look very comfortable and stretched. This attitude passed to the outside world is a trace of invisible momentum, and overwhelming everything and impeccable self -confidence.
——This he learned from the river.
The only difference is that Jiang Po has a confidence to support this random attitude, which is the psychological advantage formed by information asymmetry. Yan Yan knew that he had no, but he had to make Hu Weisheng feel that he had.
"Extinction ..." Hu Weisheng said subconsciously.
"Yes," Yan Yan said, "Although there is no evidence now, the police have initially determined that the purpose of the murderer's killing is related to it."
Hu Weisheng's gaze could not help looking at Yan Yan's hand that reached into the cowhide bag. The next second, he saw Yan Yan slowly put out a packet of evidence bags with a pale blue powder object.
"What is that, drugs?" Ma Xiangqi said: "Isn't the physical evidence taken away by a criminal with a gun?"
Gou Li stood up to the wind, his face was killed: "copper hydroxide."
Ma Xiang: "..."
Qin Chuan Fuxing said: "You are also lacking ..."
"You carefully hide this bag of drugs on the top of the building. It should be more than just to beware of the police." Yan Yan mentioned the physical syndrome bag in Hu Weisheng's death, shaking it, and the tone of eased and dull: "Lao Hu, you, you, you, you I thought that the police did not catch you a drug trafficking, and he could just kill other crimes like you was in Gongzhou? If I were you, I would rather give up all my partners, and then sentence to a life in the prison Twenty years in the last decades, it was better than the door to the detention center, and it was lined up by 20 or 30 trucks to collide with meat sauce. What do you say? "
Hu Weisheng had froze while the key evidence of that bag, and his face became extremely pale.
The cigarette burned quietly, and the burning cigarette butt fell lightly on his hands.
If the victory was barely calculated, Yan Yan knew at this time that he had already occupied an absolute upper hand.
But not enough.
It is not enough to completely destroy a person's psychological defense. The law is the last line of morality. Those who can start illegal crimes are first different from ordinary people. Simply intimidation may be effective temporarily, but once the other party has the taste, it will become more deadly and more "real."
Yan Yan slowly leaned forward, staring at Hu Weisheng's pupils.
"Our police handling the case is also very tiring. You are tight on your case, but there is no good. It is reluctant to set up a branch." Yan Yan stopped, staring at Hu Weisheng's expression change, and said softly. : "But fortunately, your conspiracy is dead, and the dead is much easier than a living person -you can obediently record the confession, don't let me teach, how to record your heart clearly."
Qin Chuan knocked on the glass of the interrogation room with the index finger joint, and softly ordered Ma Xiang: "later to the monitoring room to tell the technology, saying it is my words, let them take this video."
Ma Xiang lowered his voice and asked, "Why? Everyone knows that Brother Yan just plays psychological tactics with him ..."
Qin Chuan interrupted him with a sharp look: "Do what I say!"
Ma Xiang immediately raised his chest: "Yes!"
Hu Weisheng dodged fiercely, and he could see from the sitting posture that he was extremely complicated at this moment. But Yan Yan did not urge again. On the contrary, he leaned back again and opened a distance, just like an experienced, a cold hunter.
"I don't believe it ..." Hu Weisheng's lips trembled slightly, saying, "You are 讹 me, the police want me ..."
"If you are unwilling to cooperate, it doesn't matter. Remember Liu Xue's case?"
Hu Weisheng's face changed: "You want to-"
Yan Yan said, "Liu Xue is in my hands."
Yan Yan is like a veteran who holds a shotgun close to the beast clip. He looks down at him from a height and has nowhere to escape. He is still desperate, but he is still struggling to struggle.
"What do you want? The case of that little girl has been set." Hu Weisheng finally squeezed out the word from the cracked lips, and his voice was slightly unstable: "Yes, I am a gallbladder, but I have a member of Gongzhou members. The police officer was clear, and I had already paid the price! What else do you want? Ah? Is your public handling cases so casual?! "
"——" Yan Yan smiled and said, "Can't you turn it over?"
If Yan Yan did not be a police officer, with the good face given by his mother, he would just invest in his family, and it would be okay to be a singer or an actor. But it is difficult to think of redness, mainly because from looks to the aura field, even when they laugh, they are like a male wolf who is lazy and lazily licking the claws. Can't love.
Hu Weisheng no longer smokes, his chest is constantly undulating, and the moist forehead rises. With Yan Yan's experience in handling cases, he can even infer his heartbeat at a glance from the frequency of breathing.
"What crimes I have committed to Gongzhou police officers, you want to threaten me. I am innocent, I don't know anything.
Yan Yan said: "The police officer? Does it mean Jiang Po?"
Hu Weisheng's expression was like being resisted by the barrel.
"Jiang stopped." Yan Yan seemed to be happy, and the corner of his mouth was slow. He knocked on the scene picture on the desktop in his middle finger joint, and it sounded lightly, as if the last deadly bullet was shot to the prey:
"——This is so dead, and it has been crushed for more than twenty times on the highway."
"Who is Jiang Pu, who Yan said?" Who was he killed? "Ma Xiang stared at the interrogation room, and his belly questioned:" Who is Liu Xue? ? "
Qin Chuan's face was a little strange, but did not answer.
"Little horse," Gou Li patted Ma Xiang's shoulder and sighed: "Don't do anything to do if you don't do it.
The temperature of the interrogation room was not high, but Hu Weisheng's sweat kept underground, and soon it was soaked in his back.
Yan Yan passed the cigarettes and lighters with a careless manner, and asked, "One more one?"
Hu Weisheng stared at the cigarette for a long time, as if the person who followed the flow stared at the only straw in front of him. don't know how long, he finally moved, as if he had made some decisions in the case of extreme chaos, and raised his hand and picked up the cigarette.
The flame rose, and Hu Weisheng spit out a sip of smoke.
"... If the Gongzhou case was turned out again, I had to be killed in the detention center," Hu Weisheng made a vague laughter in his throat, and he couldn't hear whether it was bitter or ironic.
"I do things, but it’ s all kind. The little girl is like that, I did n’t get her, and I sent her to the clinic -ask me to throw her casually, which king Ba Lao can catch me? "
The last few words revealed a deep stupidity and arrogance, but if Yan Yan didn't hear it, he even praised: "That's the truth."
"Hey," Hu Weisheng laughed again: "Police Officer Yan, we blame your officials to be bigger than Jiang Jiang, and you are really more particular than him."
Yan Yan did not tell him that Jiang Shun finally became the leader of the detachment: "Oh, what?"
"The means of playing with the surname Jiang, that is like a woman, it's ruthless. He doesn't hit you or scolds you, so he likes torture with low temperature -in winter, he will break the air -conditioning compressor, the refrigerant will draw the pump Go, exchange the tube to freeze, the air outlet has a face and covers your face to spray you ice. People can't even breathe in the interrogation chair ... Every time he sees it, he will be afraid of it. "
"If you are willing to say anything, he is in a good mood, throwing your roots like a dog. When you are in a bad mood, you will have tricks, and it is like a dog. . "Hu Weisheng looked up and looked at the air conditioner, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly asked," Is he dead? Is there a photo? "
Yan Yan did not answer this question, but asked: "You can be judged to attempt to stop it. He was stopped. He was helping you, why do you still torture you?"
Hu Weisheng blurted out: "Fart! The person who wants me to eat a gun is him! If it wasn't his brother"
Then Hu Weisheng seemed to be suddenly aware of something, and his voice stopped abruptly.
"His brother?" Yan Yan's eyelids jumped slightly: "There is a brother in Jiang Po?"