Criminal Investigation Notes

"I did it all by myself." Zhongqing lowered his head and said this softly.

Nancheng Public Security Bureau, at 4:36 in the afternoon, Song Wen, who had just finished an interrogation, looked at the woman in front of him. The white light illuminates her completely. Song Wen can see her forehead. Without combing her hair, she can see the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and her eyelashes are covered, covering those eyes.

When Song Wen asked Ma Minghui to confess all the facts, he heard the news of his liking. He never expected this to happen. There was either no suspect or two suspects in this case.He had previously suspected that he was in love, but for some reason he did not lock her in. One of the reasons was that there was a cold temperament in his body, which made people think of four words-the heart is ashamed.She seemed to be a butterfly submerged in water, floating with the waves, and she didn't even have the strength to struggle.He couldn't imagine that this woman would stab the deadly knife.

She has no passion for murder, and even her life is desperate. All she has is a shell.But now, this woman is sitting opposite him, unreserved, unable to find a trace of resistance or defense, as if she had split her life and body and spread it out in front of others.

"You did all the killing and dismemberment?" Song Wen asked.

Zhongqing nodded slightly again.

"why?"

"I wanted to kill him for a long time. There is no difference between this kind of life at home and in jail." Zhong Qing took a breath. Only then did her emotions show up.

"Then you have passed so long, why is this sudden..."

"Because of the money." Zhong Qing raised her head, the expression on her face changed slightly. The female ghost who looked like a painted skin took off the virtuous skin, making Song Wen feel as if she didn't know this woman.

"I didn't give him the money. He transferred the 100,000 yuan." She laughed at herself and added, "I'm such a vulgar person. My feelings are gone and I have to leave something behind. He The money given to me moved my life." The long-term depression has made her very vulnerable and sensitive, and the provoked corners of her mouth made her look a little nervous.

"You can talk about the process of the crime in detail."

"At around 8:30 that night, my son and I took a taxi to attend a cram school. I went to the small coffee shop next to kill time and found the news that my bank card account was transferred at 7pm... I was particularly angry. I remember Lin Zhenghua rented a house in this community, and ran over to argue with him. When it comes to money, he was very excited. I picked up a knife and stabbed him in the chest..."

"I was very scared at the time, and it felt like a dream. I pretended to be nonchalant, went back to the coffee shop, waited until the cram school was over, picked up the child and took a taxi home, and then secretly came to deal with the corpse at night."

Love stroked the hair hanging from his forehead: "My first reaction was to throw the corpse, so I separated his corpse in the bathroom. But I found that even if it was separated, the human corpse was better than I thought. I want to grind him up and flush it into the toilet, but the juicer is slow to squeeze the bones, so I only squeezed the internal organs. I was afraid of the smell, so I used ice cubes I put it in the bathtub and kept changing the water. Later, I simmered the cut ribs and threw them downstairs with some knives and shredded clothes while it was still dark..." Zhong Qing's face calmly Talking about all of this, she spoke faster and faster, as if she had returned to the rental house, back to the scene.

"Then I washed away the traces I had left, and I realized that I might not have the time and energy to completely destroy this corpse. I have been scared for the past few days."

There are many details that have not been disclosed to the public, and she can tell them that the person in front of her is probably the murderer, or at least she has been to the scene of the crime and may be one of the accomplices.

"We saw it in the morning, why didn't you tell the truth at that time." Song Wen asked again.

"Before... I still had some fluke psychology, but later... I felt that I was discovered by you. It was only a matter of time." Zhong Qing said, suddenly turning her head to the side of the glass, her eyes seemed to penetrate. That layer of mist fell on Lu Siyu. Her secret was discovered. After hurriedly making up for it, she became more and more disturbed. She had to change her plan and take the initiative to attack. However, it seems that the little policeman still Did not tell her secret.

"What else do you want to explain?" Song Wen was puzzled by her actions.

"This is a family dispute. Can we surrender and apply for a commutation?" Zhong Qing retracted his gaze and raised his head to look at Xiang Song Wen.

"You should write down all the relevant information first. If you explain more and have a better attitude, the judge will consider it when trying." Song Wen said, it is still hard to imagine that the calm woman in front of him is the murderer.

The police station at 5 o’clock in the afternoon doesn’t have the quietness of ordinary companies before leaving get off work. Song Wen came out of the interrogation room, and Fu Linjiang said to him: "Old Jia and Zhu Xiao have brought Guo Zai here. I might ask. After that, the kid did all the tricks. It was almost the same as Ma Minghui said before. Extortion exists, but he shouldn't do the killing and dismemberment."

Song Wen gave a hum, as if not listening, he walked straight to his desk, pulled the chair away and sat down.

The other people in the office were relaxed at this time. Old Jia took the document signed by the love and said: "The case is closed, the case is closed, everyone is happy, and you can go home and sleep well after get off work today."

Zhu Xiao also ridiculed: "This time it was really unexpectedly smooth. Now, Tian's team will probably have a crooked face."

Song Wen caught love, but didn't feel much sense of accomplishment.

Every time he solves a case, he is like approaching the lives of some people, from strangers, checking various materials step by step, interrogating over and over again, and becoming a familiar person, even though this familiarity is hostile.

What kind of family is this?A homosexual director who looks beautiful but actually hides a secret; a homo-wife who looks like a good wife and a mother, but has a hatred of snakes and scorpions in her heart; a male junior who is on the surface of affection but blackmails the person next to her pillow.

There are no innocent people.

In any case, as long as you commit a crime, you will pay the price.

But he felt that there was something wrong with this case.

Song Wen raised his head and looked at Lu Siyu through the glass of the office. He has summarized all the interrogation records. At this time, he lowered his head, holding a book bought at noon in his hand, looking through it. , Those unfathomable, expressionless black eyes stared at the book in his hand.

From Song Wen's perspective, you can see exactly half of the title of the book-Suspect X...

In an instant, Song Wen's eyes widened suddenly, and the knot in his brain opened instantly.

He went out and made a phone call in the corridor, and when he came back he greeted a few people: "A team of people come over and have a meeting in the small conference room."

Several people were waiting there to get off work. Seeing Song Wen's reaction, they didn't know what their leader was going to do.

As soon as he entered the conference room, Song Wen said: "I checked. Lin Shanghe was in love at the English cram school that day, but Lin Shang was late for a while... he didn’t arrive until about 8:40. The address, and the place where the victim was killed, is very close, separated by a community."

"So?" Fu Linjiang was puzzled. He didn't know what it had to do with Lin Zhenghua's murder.

"The progress of solving this case is too fast. We have always been a little bit confused. Why did the murderer spend so much time?" Song Wen asked again.

"This..." The others were speechless for a while, only Lu Siyu stood behind them, his expression indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Anyway, I have admitted what it is called love, and the details can be matched. Where can anyone claim to be the murderer?" Old Jia said again.

Song Wen smiled bitterly: "Yeah, where does anyone consider themselves a murderer? Unless it is to protect someone." After he finished speaking, he wiped out the clues they had listed before on the whiteboard in the conference room, "We sorted out before. In the case, there are many things that are not right, but what if the time and place of the crime are fake?"

"What is fake?" Zhu Xiao was puzzled.

"We got the first message that the deceased's car was parked in the underground garage of the community around 8:30 in the evening. It was the surveillance that disrupted our sight." Song Wenlianzhu said, and then he waved his hand. Lu Siyu, come here and draw a timeline on this whiteboard."

Lu Siyu was called suddenly, he was stunned for a few seconds before moving forward, picked up the whiteboard marker, drew a vertical line on the whiteboard, and then began to mark.

"We now know that the deceased withdrew the money from the cash machine at around 7pm. Guo Zi and Ma Minghui's blackmail method was to let him put the money in a corner bag of a Pizza Hut restaurant and then take it away. I guess, Lin Zhenghua saw Guo Tsai this time. On the way back, Lin Zhenghua recalled seeing Guo Tsai at Ma Minghui’s, and went back to confront Ma Minghui. If Ma Minghui did not lie, the confrontation and conflict between him and Lin Zhenghua might arrive at 7:15. Between 7:30, Lin Zhenghua confirmed that it was Ma Minghui who was blackmailing him. The two had quarrels and conflicts, and Ma Minghui left. Then we learned that the car of the deceased stopped at Yuting Huayin at 8:30 in the evening. It coincides with the later love to meet Lin Zhenghua and kill him."

On the blackboard, Lu Siyu recorded very quickly, as if he had known Song Wen's general thoughts a long time ago, he marked all the time and events on it.

"But, what if you lie?" Song Wenhuan took the pen from Lu Siyu's hand at a turn, and drew a circle between 7:30 and 8:30. "In the middle of this period, the dead Where did it go?"

"Could it be..." At this point, Fu Linjiang seemed to finally understand what Song Wen meant.

"We only had the deceased's off-duty time and the surveillance video of withdrawals. I boldly assumed that the deceased did not drive today for some reason. At 8:30, the deceased was already dead. The car was only transporting the deceased’s body. Come here..." Song Wen spoke, and drew a triangle next to him, marking the three locations of home, company, and Yuting. The journey takes 15 to 20 minutes.

"Did the deceased go home in the middle hour?! Is the home where he was killed?" Fu Linjiang suddenly realized.

"But if it was killed at home, I don't believe she can drag the corpse!" Old Jia called. After the analysis reached this point, he still hadn't followed Song Wen's thinking.

"So she has an accomplice, or she is just an accomplice." Song Wen took a step back while speaking, watching the case in front of him sort out, this time, the whole process was much clearer.

"We have always been wrong, because the murderer and the corpse were not alone at all."

Song Wen straightened out everything and concluded: "I think that doing those things in love is not to destroy the corpse, but to disturb our sight to the greatest extent, so that we can make mistakes about the time, place, and cause of the dead. Judgment."

She dismembered the body with hatred for that man, but she was sensible, with a missing stomach, a missing heart, soaked in water, and repeatedly using ice water, like insanity and disorder, but It is every step that destroys the traces above, making it impossible for forensic medicine and physical evidence to make correct judgments.

Because the time is fake, so is the location.

After clarifying all his thoughts, Song Wen walked into the interrogation room where Zhongqing was closed, and still sat there, as if the posture was exactly the same as when Song Wen left last time.

"Lin Zhenghua died at your house that day, and then you drove the corpse to the rented house, and then dissected the body." Song Wen asked directly.

Zhong Qing looked up in surprise: "Officer Song, what are you talking about? I don't know how to drive at all."

"You don't know how to drive, but your son Lin Shang will do it. Lin Shang is underage and doesn't have a car, but Lin Zhenghua taught him before." Song Wen still remembers Lin Shang and Lin Zhenghua's when he was at home. One of the photos was taken by a car. He continued to point out the loopholes in the love story, "Moreover, when a normal person hears the question I asked you, they will immediately deny that their home is the location of the crime. Will not tell the details of not being able to drive."

At that moment, the face of love changed, as if a bullet hit her heart and made her tottering.

"You are left-handed. When Lin Zhenghua confronts you, he should have a knife in the right chest. Lin Zhenghua was not killed by you, but by your son Lin Shang. In order to help Lin Shang exonerate, you carried out the corpse and destroyed it. Traces, confusing the time and location of the crime, is to give your son an alibi in the cram school. You are in order to prevent the police from continuing to investigate, so you come first and want to commit the crime to your son, and hope that the case will be over." Song Wen said Keep pressing.

Love bowed his head and pursed his lips, stopped talking, but his eyes dimmed.

"It's okay if you don't speak now. We have someone to search your home and arrest Lin Shang. Soon everything will come to light." After Song Wen finished these words, at six o'clock, it's time for off work. At that moment, he finally found the culprit, turned and walked out, relieved.

The door closed in front of her love, and she sighed as if she had come to life. She hated Lin Zhenghua, but the child was innocent, and she had always loved her son very much.After the incident, she still neglected. When she and Lin Shang panicked putting Lin Zhenghua's body in the suitcase, they forgot to bring him shoes...

Those leather shoes belonged to Lin Zhenghua, when Song Wen and Lu Siyu visited her house last time, they still kept the direction of the door...

People say that the person is just what the name suggests, she is called Zhong Liao, and she has fallen in love at first sight in this life.In spite of the opposition of her parents, she married Lin Zhenghua and has since fallen into hell.

For a long time, Lin Zhenghua was homosexual, and both of them kept their son Lin Shang very well.But that day Lin Zhenghua returned home angrily, and when he sprinkled his anger on her, the two people inadvertently mentioned the tens of thousands of dollars and the fact that Lin Zhenghua was living with a man outside. The red-eyed Lin Shang from the house When she came out and asked if Lin Zhenghua was a homosexual, she knew that the house was over.

For a long time, the image of the father in her heart was shattered, and the collapsed Lin Shang stabbed a knife into his father’s chest, loved him and transported the body to the rental house, and then did what she had done thousands of times in her dream. The man made a thousand cuts.