Chapter two hundred and eighteen: perfect crime seven
"Cheng Zhiyong, do you know Meng Xiaoyang? He is the resident above you." Zhang Yichi was responsible for interrogating Cheng Zhiyong.
"I don't go upstairs, how can I meet you?"
"What were you doing between seven o'clock and seven-thirty last night?"
Cheng Zhiyong, who smelled of alcohol and looked dazed, crossed his legs and said without looking at Zhang Yichi: "Sleep at home."
"Are you sure?"
"Then what do you think I'm doing?" Cheng Zhiyong had a bad attitude and sneered, full of disdain.
Zhang Yichi's mood did not fluctuate and he looked at Cheng Zhiyong: "According to the neighbors, you usually play videos loudly at night, many of which are adult films. In other words, seven to seven thirty is not your rest time.
I hope you can be frank and lenient and explain clearly the specific actions of yesterday, otherwise the situation will be very unfavorable to you."
"I drank too much yesterday and wanted to go to bed early. Why do you policemen like to ask such meaningless things so much? If you don't find the murderer quickly, why are you trying to trick me?" Cheng Zhiyong seemed to have grudges in his daily life.
It has been a long time and I have been very uncooperative with the investigation.
"You are the one who is being arrogant, please cooperate with the investigation." Zhang Yichi's voice became more serious, "You have to understand that you are now a key suspect. If you don't cooperate with the investigation, you will only suffer a lot of unnecessary suffering in the end.
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"What? Do you want to give in and make a move?"
"The entire interrogation was recorded on surveillance video. There is no need for you to answer questions that are wrong and to criticize you." Zhang Yichi remained unmoved, "I can understand you to a certain extent. Because of the disability, you will encounter many inconveniences in life, as well as some possible unpleasantness.
matter, but do not release these pent-up emotions into this interrogation. As a man who is almost fifty years old, you must have the minimum sense of citizenship and cooperate with the police to assist in the investigation. It is your obligation."
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"Ge...Jun, Ge Jun, right? What were you doing between seven o'clock and seven-thirty yesterday?" Mo Cai studied the information, looked at the lifeless boy in front of him, and then murmured, "It doesn't look like you are there yet.
Lao Zhang is mourning..."
Ge Jun did not answer, and kept looking at Mo unpredictable indifferently.
"Don't pretend to be cool, just answer whatever is asked of you." Mu Zhi doesn't like people who ask questions and ignore others.
Ge Jun still didn't respond.
Unexpectedly stared at him for two seconds, then smiled slightly: "Okay, after my rigorous interrogation, I found that you are indeed a positive, optimistic, upright and motivated good child. How could such a well-behaved and cute child be related to the murder case?
What? If you cooperate with the investigation, it will take several days to complete the investigation and return to school. The college entrance examination is coming soon. As a handsome and friendly police uncle, how can I delay your studies and affect your growth into a pillar of the country?
What? Well, you can go!"
silence……
Ge Jun was finally moved and said: "I will cooperate with the investigation."
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!" Mu Zhi said with a drooped face, "I told you that you are a very sensible child, and you will definitely not be related to the case. Please hurry up and ask your parents to send you back to school."
"I said I would cooperate with the investigation!" Ge Jun said anxiously, "My parents were not at home yesterday, so I secretly played with my mobile phone at home. I never left the house and had no idea what was going on."
"Really?" Mo Zhi kept smiling.
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"Hiss...huh..." Zhang Yichi was smoking a cigarette in the corridor, "That Cheng Zhiyong was... very uncooperative. I didn't get any useful results from my questions."
Standing next to him, also smoking a cigarette, was full of pride: "I have already investigated that little brat's situation yesterday. I even asked him clearly about the number of casualties he received in each round of the game."
"I think that kid doesn't seem to be easy to talk to." Zhang Yichi was confused as to why the interrogation went so smoothly.
"That little brat just wanted to delay the investigation by not cooperating with the investigation so that he wouldn't go to school. I just followed this route and lied to him, and he told me everything." Mobi deliberately said it indifferently, but his tone was still difficult to hide.
Feeling proud.
"I'm not good at dealing with people, let alone this kind of tricky thing." Zhang Yichi sighed.
"It doesn't matter." Mo Zhi laughed and patted Zhang Yichi on the shoulder, "Everyone has his or her own strengths! But having said that, Cheng Zhiyong is definitely more difficult to deal with. It would be a headache for me too, so I'd better let Yi Dui handle it himself.
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Zhang Yichi nodded.
The Yi team then interrogated Cheng Zhiyong. Jiang was still hot, and the results came out quickly.
Cheng Zhiyong and Ge Jun were both ruled out as criminal suspects.
As a result, Ge Jun looked at the unpredictable with a resentful face and was dragged away by his mother and sent to school. Cheng Zhiyong also left the police station alone.
In fact, Team Yi was already mentally prepared for this result, as were Zhang Yichi and Mo Zhi.
After all, the murderer wanted to do a perfect crime and would not be noticed by the police so easily.
The night is already deep.
One day has passed.
There are still two days left in this reincarnation world.
When the task force had a late-night snack together, Zhang Yichi had no appetite. He was just responsible for passing water to Mo Zhi at the table and helping him swallow the food he choked on.
"Ahem." Mo Zhi put the food down and continued to devour it.
"Eat slowly." Zhang Yichi saw Mozhi's starving look and really didn't want to sit next to him.
"Lao Zhang, you have to maintain a good attitude. It's only been a day. Why are you so anxious? You can't eat or sleep." Mo Zhi said vaguely with his mouth full of food.
Zhang Yichi said helplessly: "I'm not depressed or anxious, I'm just thinking about the problem all the time, so I can't spare the energy to eat, and I'm not hungry either."
"What problem are you thinking about?"
"Any more questions? Of course it's about the case."
"For example?"
"At present, the case has almost stalled, but there are still some clues and doubts. I am very puzzled as to why the murderer took away the takeaway packaging box. What could be hidden on the packaging box? The murderer thinks that this will be an important clue for us to solve the case in one fell swoop.
." Zhang Yichi told the question he had been thinking about at night.
Mo Zhi also stopped and muttered: "This is indeed a question worth thinking about."
"I think the scope of possible clues on the packaging box is very small, so we can't say whether we can determine what is on the packaging box through comparison, and then use this to unravel the most critical link in the murderer's crime." Zhang Yichi.
Talk about your own thoughts.
Mo Cai listened and started eating again.
After supper, the task force met again.
The Iraqi team hopes to open up a new path for detection when the current clues are almost interrupted, and strive to break the current deadlock as soon as possible.
Mozhi, who had dozed off after eating, raised his hand: "I think that since there has been no progress outside of Meng Xiaoyang, it is better to focus on Meng Xiaoyang. You know, his profession is a mystery novel writer."