"Are you crazy or am I crazy? You are still preparing, this is fabricating evidence and deceiving a confession!" Ran Ran lowered his voice very low, as if the words were squeezed out of his throat.
"I just want to know the truth, and I won't hand over the transcript. It's a lie at most, so how can it be a confession?" The male voice on the other end of the phone laughed instead: "Don't worry, I won't let you take the blame."
"I still want to live in peace until retirement, but I don't dare to do this kind of thing." Yi Yi's face still showed uncontrollable anger: "I don't want to join in. The worst case scenario is that I'll quit the group too."
Inducing confessions and defrauding confessions is expressly prohibited by law, and the evidence collected in this way will become illegal and be excluded by the court. If the consequences are not serious, the investigators will at most be criticized.
If the suspect is criminally held accountable for this, the investigating officer will be considered light-weight even if he takes off his clothes, and he is more likely to be held criminally responsible. This is no joke.
And forging evidence is committing a crime openly and openly.
Mei Qian is not an ordinary person. If he really coaxes a confession, the impact will be immeasurable.
When that time comes, whether you take the blame or not, everyone from top to bottom may be implicated.
He had not been in contact with the new team leader for long and was not familiar with him, so he did not want to involve his own future. Therefore, he did not want to get involved in deceiving people or eliciting confessions.
"Okay, no more joking! Do you know what was used to blow up the secret passage connecting the ancient well in Xiadu Tomb?" At this time, what came out of the phone was no longer a casual chuckle, but instead
He became extremely solemn: "Grenade, well-made, wide range of damage, supplies for regular foreign troops. The masked man uses nearly ten of them. Do you know what this means?"
Ran Ran felt the sweat on his head getting worse: "Who would carry so many grenades with them?"
"Yes, that's what I want to know. Do they have anything else? Like rocket bombs? Zha bombs?"
"This must be reported." Ran Ran didn't have time to take out a tissue, so he could only use his sleeves to wipe away the sweat that flowed into his eyes.
"My original plan was to control Mei Qian and try to make him admit the identity of the masked man. The origin of the grenade must be explained. After that, I will follow the clues, whether it is a shady transaction or the tomb robbery group behind it.
Show the truth. Catch the big ones and release the small ones. First find out the source of the weapons. Mei Qian cannot convict. You can find evidence later."
"What if the masked man is really not Mei Qian? The shrunken bones are just your conjecture and cannot be used as evidence. Moreover, Mei Qian himself is very tough. If he had been willing to speak, he would have given up long ago. If he refused to admit it, wouldn't your plan be the same?
It's all in vain?" Ran Yi finally wiped off his sweat, calmed down, thought about it, and retorted.
"Privately, I even think that Mei Qian didn't commit a crime five years ago, so we couldn't find any evidence. So we didn't want to touch him before, but it's different now." The male voice on the phone also showed helplessness: "A few key points
Words: Zhang Yu, Jiahu Park, shrinking bones, super strong force, proficient in ancient tomb mechanisms, very familiar with the terrain, and can easily enter the underground. Among all the clues so far, he is the only one who has the ability and motivation to do this.
Worth checking?"
"But you still have no evidence." Xuanyi said, "I will report this matter as soon as possible!"
"Denied." The man said angrily: "What I mean is that since the higher-ups are concerned about Mei Qian's influence and don't agree with my plan, let's do it privately without causing trouble. If I hadn't just arrived and had no one under me,
Just do it yourself.”
"Ha! I don't agree either. You have to know that Mei Qianke has always been in the sight of the police. Even if he has been missing for a few hours, your suspicions are unfounded." He raised his eyebrows at will, although he also thought that the team leader
His plan is good, but it involves luck. If something goes wrong, the consequences will be unpredictable. What's more, this is not his fault alone, including the police officers who follow his orders, they will also be implicated.
How could you do this?
"The presence of dangerous objects in ancient tombs is not a trivial matter. Mei Qian is always suspected and detained without evidence. After being prosecuted, he is charged with illegal possession of explosives and intentional damage to cultural relics. Isn't it enough to detain him for twenty-four hours?
Seeing that Xuanyuan didn't reply, the other end spoke faster, and after a while he asked again: "This is also within the scope of the special team's work. Can I participate in your interrogation?"
"What is your purpose?" Ran Ran became vigilant again: "Don't think about your plan again. If you insist on doing this, I will report it to the leader immediately."
"Last time I alerted the snake, the snake didn't respond. Maybe the movement wasn't big enough. This time the crime should be serious enough!" The male voice calmed down again, paused for a moment, and said mockingly: "Why are you so rigid? I don't dare to do that.
No way?"
"Yes, I am timid!"
The conversation didn't go well, and the call ended quickly.
But the sneer on Ran Ran's face never let go.
As an old detective, he is naturally not as rigid as the other party said. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to solve many cases.
It's just that this new team leader looks really unreliable and very thoughtful. In terms of calculation, he is probably even more powerful than Qin Sen.
If he follows this nonsense, big trouble will definitely happen. As the deputy leader, he can only keep calm.
So tired!
He wiped the sweat from his head again.
But he didn't dare to delay, and quickly arranged everything.
At this time, he suddenly felt regretful. If he had known it, he would have left the group early like Zhang Yu...
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At this time, in a small cafe in Xiadu Commercial Street.
Mei Qian sipped coffee comfortably amid the melodious music.
After being stuck at home for a long time, I feel quite good when I go out once in a while.
As for being under surveillance, he was already used to it and didn't bother to look for the source of his probing gaze.
This group of people is much more professional than the previous group, and they are definitely experts. At least, according to his keen sense, he can only vaguely feel it.
But he was mentally prepared, and it didn't matter who came to monitor him.
Anyway, if you haven’t done it, you haven’t done it, and if you have done it, you won’t admit it.
At worst, just keep wasting it!
Of course, unlike Ning Chi who was just playing games next to him, he was also staring at his phone, but it was to talk about work.
The other party in the Weiwei chat is a well-known director from Leihuo Film and Television Company, who is interested in purchasing the film and television adaptation rights of "Diary of a Killer".
They specifically added him Weiwei to explore the adaptation.
However, while chatting, Mei Qian almost spit out the coffee that had just entered her mouth.
I saw that the director was planning to adapt this book into a large-scale TV series with fifty episodes.
He was also speechless.
It is true that "Diary of a Killer" is very popular. Because of the bonus of real-life events, it will definitely achieve good results.
However, this book only has fifty-six chapters in total, and the exciting content of the entire book is only concentrated in the first three stories. The rest of the book is quite suspected of being unfinished, which is terrible.
Even if all the content is added, more than ten episodes would be enough.
Expanded to fifty episodes? How crazy do you have to be to do such a thing?
Immediately, he responded sternly, either seriously adapting it or selling the copyright to others.
Good guy, I'm not in the mood to drink coffee anymore.
Mei Qian was about to let Ning Chi push him away, but immediately, his originally soothing expression changed, and he looked straight in the direction of the coffee shop door.
At this moment, Ning Chi, who had been playing the game, also looked over, and then turned back to stare at the boss with a trace of panic in his eyes.
Mei Qian shook his head at him, and after appeasing his younger brother, he sighed, reopened Weibo, and left a message to the director: "It's okay if you want it to be longer, I will add brand new content to "Killer Diary". But maybe
If you have to wait at least another month, your company will have to pay more."
As soon as he sent the message, a large group of police officers rushed in at the door of the coffee shop.
Mei Qian turned his head and glanced at the extremely serious-looking policemen and the guns in their hands, and his eyes narrowed slightly...
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"He is Mei Qian? He is much more elegant than in the video." Facing a huge one-way glass, a young policeman was holding a cup of coffee and sipping it incessantly, his eyes never leaving the interrogation chair next door.
"He is also the most difficult suspect I have ever come into contact with." Standing upright in front of the monitor, he carefully observed Mei Qian's every move and reaction.
"I heard that he has practiced martial arts and can even fool a polygraph test?" the young man asked again.
"Yes, I did a polygraph test on him, but there were no results." He nodded casually.
"Actually, I admire him quite a lot. The commercial vehicle he was riding in was bulletproof. He is not an ordinary rich man. Such a rich man can take risks for his friends. He is very loyal."
"He has made a lot of money, but his butt is not clean. He did something wrong when he was young, and it's time to pay for it." Ranyi sighed softly.
"Interesting." The young man said a few words, turned around and walked out.
"What are you doing?" Ran Ran was surprised and asked hurriedly.
"I'm going to see how the assistant asked and see if there are any new clues." The young man turned back with a smile.
"Don't cause trouble." Randomly warned.
"I know!" The young man shrugged and opened the door...
The familiar interrogation room.
It’s just that the interrogating police officers were relatively unfamiliar.
Through self-introduction, one is called Pei Shen and the other is Shan Wenxing. The one recorded is an acquaintance, Qiao Mu!
Mei Qian, who was handcuffed to the chair, couldn't help complaining that if he did it a few more times, he might be acquainted with everyone in the third criminal police detachment.
Without the other party saying anything, he spoke first: "So, why are you arresting me in such a big battle because of illegal possession of explosives and destruction of cultural relics? This is a huge crime, and I have never done it. Are you right?
Arrested the wrong person?"
Pei Shen's tone was rather strange. He looked at Mei Qian several times before going through the process of starting the interrogation.
Then he said: "Mei Qian, you must also understand the rules. Now you answer whatever we ask. Remember, don't take any chances. You must answer truthfully."
"Ask!" Mei Qian moved her wrist and replied nonchalantly.
"What were you doing in Jiahu Park from 15:30 on the evening of May 6 to the early morning of the next day?"
Mei Qian: "Jiahu Park? Oh, I was in a bad mood that day. I was fishing."
"Are there any witnesses?"
Mei Qian: "Not at first, but then my assistant Ning Chi also came. By the way, I also saw Officer Zhang Yuzhang."
"Before they arrive? Is there any witness?"
Mei Qian: "No, I was upset and wandered in the woods for a long time. I only went fishing after it was completely dark."
"You didn't hear any strange sounds or see any strange people?"
Mei Qian sighed: "No, it rained heavily that day, and I was not in the mood to care about other things."
"Did you disguise yourself and enter the Xiadu Tomb from the ancient well in the park?"
Mei Qian shook his head in confusion: "What? Gujing? I don't understand what you mean."
The two police officers looked at each other, and Shan Wenxing handed a few photos to Mei Qian.
Mei Qian glanced at it and saw that the background of these photos was an underground cave, and in all the pictures, there was a person wearing an exquisite mask.
He knew clearly in his mind that one of the survivors of the archaeological team must have taken his photo into the underground lake when he was taking photos of it.
"Do you know the person in the photo?"
"I don't know." Mei Qian still shook his head.
"According to the description, this person is very similar to you."
"How is it possible..." Mei Qian took out one of the photos and turned it over. It showed him and Zhang Yu walking side by side. He said mockingly: "Is this Zhang Yu? I am half a head taller than him.
But the person wearing the mask in the photo is as tall as him, so obvious, didn’t you notice?”
"I heard that you can shrink your bones? You used this trick to get rid of handcuffs and make yourself shorter, right?" Pei Shen lowered his voice and asked.
"What about bone shrinkage? I have practiced martial arts, and at most I can control the joints of my hands. When will the legends of the world be used as evidence? Police officer, you don't even dare to make up what I wrote." Mei Qian sneered.
Before Pei Shen could ask further questions, the door to the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open, and a very unfamiliar young policeman barged in. After showing his ID to his colleagues in the room, he actually turned off the camera first, and then "pop"
"With a bang, he threw a folder in front of Mei Qian...
At this time, the neighbor banged the table arbitrarily, and the muscles on his fat face twitched: "Nonsense, why did he run over?"
"Do you want to pull him back?" the police officer controlling the surveillance equipment asked quickly.
"No need..." Random shook his head irritably: "I knew this person would not settle down, damn it." Because he saw that Mei Qian had already opened the folder, and knew it was too late. Anyway, it was already like this, so it was better to see what the other party would do.
operate.
However, after thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and dialed his superior's number...
trial room.
"Who are you?" Mei Qian stared at the police who suddenly broke in.
"My name is Gong Baihe, and I am a young policeman." Gong Baihe pointed to the rank on his police uniform: "Now I am responsible for killing someone together. I suspect you are the murderer."
"Treachery..." Mei Qian glanced at the information in front of him with an unkind expression, and was very angry: "Now you dare to accuse me of any crime?"
Gong Baihe leaned forward and looked at him closely: "On the evening of May 6, the deceased Xing Miaoyin disappeared in Jiahu Park. Fourteen days later, her body was found. It can be concluded that she died on the night of heavy rain."
"So what? There are a lot of people in the park at night. You won't suspect me of murder just because I'm there, right? Are you going to kill me?" Mei Qian asked expressionlessly.
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"Everyone else has investigated, they all have witnesses, and there is no suspicion at all, so the only one with suspicion is you." Gong Baihe said with a smile: "The deceased was violated before his death, and then he was killed with one blow. The murderer did not leave any traces behind.
The physical evidence, fingerprints, and semen were all cleaned up. After our investigation, we found that among the people who have been in and out of the park, you are the only one who has a eucalyptus. Even if they are eucalyptus, they cannot be so calm. You are different. You have practiced kung fu.
It is very easy to break a person's neck. I have also killed people. I have a very high psychological quality and calmly deal with the aftermath. Isn't this difficult to do?"
"If this is considered evidence, then shoot me!" Mei Qian had woken up from her anger and stared at the other party.
"Either, tell us all the tracks and details of your actions that night, or..." Gong Baihe sneered back.
"What if I don't recognize you?" Mei Qian leaned on the back of the chair and asked slowly.
"What do you think?" Gong Baihe smiled brightly.
Mei Qian suddenly understood the police's intention, glanced at the turned off camera across from him, and suddenly smiled too, but the smile instantly faded: "I'm not feeling well, and I want to see a doctor."
Gong Baihe curled his lips and was about to say something when he saw that the color on Mei Qian's face on the chair was quickly fading away, turning gray and miserable, and he looked like he was about to die. Thinking of the wheelchair he had been sitting in when he was arrested, he was immediately stunned.
Suddenly, an ominous premonition came over me.
And the person next door, after seeing Mei Qian's condition, quickly glanced at the monitor that turned into snowflakes, and slapped his forehead: "It's over..."