Xing Ronghuo is extremely relaxed now, but there is still no smile on his face, but he is becoming more serious.
"Mr. Yuan, you were not even seven years old when the crime occurred. Even if you surrender, according to the laws of our country, you will be sent to a juvenile detention center. But in this era, you are too old, and you will be sent to a juvenile detention center."
So that method is no longer suitable. So based on my experience, you should be sentenced to a certain period of detention, and you don’t even have to go to jail. But if you commit perjury, you will definitely go to jail. Think about it for yourself. What exactly is it?
Tell everything and let yourself spend the rest of your life easily, or will you, with deep guilt, let us expose the truth, go to jail for a few more years, and let your family and children have their backs stabbed?"
Every sentence, every word, speaks directly to people's hearts.
Yuan Longjun is not a person with particularly strong psychological quality. He has not been discovered until now just because what happened back then was too long ago.
No one ever doubted him, so he relaxed.
But now, Xing Ronghuo said everything as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes. He even coaxed and deceived, and he was already confused.
In fact, a lot of evidence shows that Xing Ronghuo is talking nonsense.
There was no skin or flesh under the nails of the corpse, and there was no hair on the sack. It can be said that there was almost no physical evidence left.
As for the witness, it will be difficult to find it for a while.
He has been analyzing the case for so long and planning to conduct inquiries, which is to conduct reverse reasoning and deduce possible facts on the premise that Yuan Longjun is the murderer.
During this process, he fully considered the details that Yuan Longjun might remember, avoided the most important and focused on those things that were difficult or unlikely to be remembered.
I have to say, the effect is very good.
Yuan Longjun was sweating profusely and his face was pale.
Seeing that he remained silent, Xing Ronghuo took out his mobile phone and put it with the handcuffs: "The reason why I'm talking to you alone is because I consider your family's feelings and don't want to make things too ugly. You want to go with me by yourself,
Or should I take you away? I'll give you thirty seconds to think about it, I'm already very patient."
Yuan Longjun's eyes were fixed on the handcuffs, and his psychological defense finally collapsed. He covered his face and made an unbearable muffled voice: "I surrender..."
After hearing these three words, Xing Ronghuo finally let out a sigh of relief.
He smiled and said: "This will be the right choice. Call your wife and find a way to explain it yourself, and then we can go."
Yuan Longjun looked up at him, his face full of despair: "Am I really not going to go to jail?"
"No." Xing Ronghuo said.
The law will only make judgments based on your age at the time of the crime, rather than increasing the punishment because you have grown up.
What's more, Yuan Longjun was a child at the time, and now he is willing to surrender. Since it is an old case for so long, the sentence will be appropriately reduced.
If he were sentenced according to current laws, he might not even need to be detained.
All in all, the judgment of this kind of case is still a bit complicated, and it is not clear for a while.
Yuan Longjun tremblingly took out his cell phone and dialed his wife.
How he explains it, Xing Ronghuo no longer cares.
All the conversations just now have been captured by law enforcement recorders. Even if Yuan Longjun regrets it now, it will be useless.
That night, Xing Ronghuo was called to the office, where all the leaders in the bureau were present.