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Chapter 35: Wang Xiaoming's Case Study

Chapter 35 Wang Xiaoming’s Detective Story

——How could it be so fast?

This was the first thought that came to Shao Jiaming's mind.

He thought he would not be discovered for at least three months, but now just one day later, the police came to his door!

After being stunned for a moment, Shao Jiaming opened his mouth and smiled.

It was a hypocritical smile, and it was also a smile that subconsciously concealed the shock inside. Therefore, this smile was not only abrupt, but also appeared stiff.

"You...did you make a mistake?"

He tried to find some clues on the faces of the policemen in front of him, but the other policemen had cold faces and solemn expressions throughout.

"That's right, quickly change your clothes and follow us," the policeman said in a business-like manner, "Move quickly."

Shao Jiaming was silent.

Such a rude tone, with obvious coercion, showed that the police had found him, and it seemed that he had to go with them tonight no matter what.

But they probably don't have any evidence yet, otherwise they would directly issue an arrest warrant.

Shao Jiaming's mind turned over and over again, and he put away the smile on his face and said calmly: "I can go with you, but before that, I think I should have the right to contact a lawyer first."

The policeman's face finally changed, with a hint of sarcasm, and he replied: "Okay, but please do it as soon as possible."

Shao Jiaming turned around and went back to his room to change clothes.

When the wife walked out of the bedroom and saw the policeman at the entrance, her suspicion suddenly became certain, and her eyes turned red for a moment.

Before the tears could come out, Shao Jiaming passed by her and said thoughtfully, "I'll be right back when I go. Don't let your parents know that they are not in good health, so as not to worry them."

When she mentioned her parents, she lowered her head silently and bit her lip silently.



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At two o'clock in the morning, Qu Mingcong and Wang Wei were sitting idle in the conference room of the police station.

Not only was Shao Jiaming taken to the police station for questioning, but they were also treated much better than the suspects. Not only were they given free coffee, but the policeman on duty also gave them two boxes of instant noodles from his collection.

It's just that Qu Mingcong has no appetite and has been waiting for the results of Shao Jiaming's interrogation. He doubts that Shao Jiaming will tell the truth.

Wang Wei was also in a state of confusion. He would look at the fan group for a while, then read private messages backstage. He wanted to reveal some information to his fans, but he was worried that if he revealed too much, his account would be banned.

A tall policeman strode into the conference room with a loud voice: "You should go back and rest first. Shao's mouth is tight and he is very vigilant. He can't pry anything out."

This man's name is Xu Chenjie, and he is the main person in charge of the Qingjiang City Crime Team. Although the Crime Team and SWAT belong to different agencies, they occasionally have collaborative tasks, so he is familiar with Qu Mingcong.

Qu Mingcong frowned and asked him: "Have you found the tent?"

"Not yet, but I have arranged for someone to check the traffic surveillance." Xu Chenjie looked relatively relaxed and said with a smile, "The body has also been sent to the forensic doctor. We also found a spot in his car.

The scratches are most likely caused by the blind cane. When the trace identification department gets the results tomorrow, the case will basically be closed."

This is the fastest time the crime team has solved a case in the history. From discovering the body to identifying the suspect to investigating the physical evidence, everything was effortless, so Xu Chenjie was in a very good mood.

He patted Qu Mingcong's shoulder and said with a smile: "It's a pity that you are no longer in SWAT, otherwise I would have to apply for a commendation meeting for you."

Qu Mingcong moved the hand on his shoulder and said, "That's an exaggeration."

"That's an exaggeration, hahaha! There is no commendation meeting, so I can only go back and send you a banner." Xu Chenjie asked him with a smile, "Where is your office?"

"West Fourth Ring Road, Huasheng Street." Qu Mingcong paused and added, "It intersects with Banlan Road where the Blind Massage Shop is located. There is a T-intersection over there. I'm not far from there."

"Huasheng Street, Huasheng? Watson?" Xu Chenjie teased, "This place name is quite auspicious. With Watson, Sherlock Holmes is not far away."

Qu Mingcong thought to himself: It is indeed not far away, and it is hanging around my neck now.

Xu Chenjie said again: "What's the name of your video account? I'll ask the colleague in charge of operating the video account to check with you."

Qu Mingcong turned to look at Wang Wei: "What's the name of that thing you made?"

"Oh, oh, this is it... Wang Xiaoming's Detective Story..." Wang Wei, who was next to him, quickly opened the homepage to show Xu Chenjie, and said sarcastically, "I just registered a few days ago, and I'm still trying to figure it out."

"It's a good exploration. I think it has a lot of fans." Xu Chenjie said with a smile, "Times are really different now. Our police also need to learn to operate online accounts. Our superiors also assigned network operation consultants to our department. From now on

We need to communicate more.”

"Okay, okay, okay..." Wang Wei nodded repeatedly, blushing and shaking hands with Xu Chenjie, "Communicate with each other and learn from each other."

A young police officer poked his head out of the door and said to Xu Chenjie: "Captain Xu, Shao Jiaming's wife is here."

Xu Chenjie was slightly stunned, "What is his wife doing? Do you want to bail him out?"

"No, his wife said that at eight o'clock this morning, Shao Jiaming sent a large package in her name at the inn. It might be a tent."

Xu Chenjie was happy, "Isn't this because I fell asleep on the pillow? Please contact the logistics person in charge of that area to intercept the package."

The young police officer nodded and said, "His wife also said she wanted to meet Shao Jiaming."

The case is under investigation, and it stands to reason that the suspect cannot see anyone, but Xu Chenjie thought about it, curled up the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Let her see him. This guy Shao Jiaming has been tough-talking for so long, so he should be stimulated."

"Understood." The young police officer understood and turned around to make arrangements.

Xu Chenjie turned to look at Qu Mingcong and smiled, "Let's go and take a look with you so that you can have a good sleep tonight."



Qu Mingcong and Wang Wei followed Xu Chenjie to another room.

There are four large screens in the room, which correspond to the cameras in four different directions in the interrogation room, so that every movement and expression of the suspect during the interrogation can be observed.

Shao Jiaming was brought here in the middle of the night, and the police officer in charge of interrogation had spent more than an hour with him. Whenever he was asked about key points, Shao Jiaming would excuse himself as thirsty, tired, or sleepy and remain silent.

Overnight interrogation is very mentally draining. As long as a few interrogation skills are added, suspects with slightly inferior psychological quality will be unable to withstand it, but Shao Jiaming is obviously a tough nut to crack.

But it doesn't matter anymore. When the results from the forensic and identification departments come out, he will have no choice but to plead not guilty in the face of absolute irrefutable evidence.

Xu Chenjie stood in front of the surveillance screen with his arms folded, and joked: "This guy is in good spirits for being able to hold on until now. He was busy killing people all night yesterday, and he was caught by us without much rest today. I want to watch it."

Let’s see how long he can last.”

Qu Mingcong frowned and looked at the man on the screen. His shirt was wrinkled, his hair was messed up, and his eyes were faintly bleeding. There were cracks in his sanctimonious skin, showing the embarrassment of a dying struggle.

The door opened, and a police officer sent Shao Jiaming's wife in, then closed the door, leaving the two of them alone.

(End of chapter)


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