civil forensic

Chapter 1254 Interrogation
Low no, low no…

The police car sirens loudly and brings two cars of people.

Wu Zhisu was watching from upstairs with a frown on his face, not sure whether he would like the following scene.

The solving of the case is certainly gratifying, but if it were too easy to solve, it would appear too stupid - not only because the case was not solved, but also because of Huang Qiangmin's deception!
How could a captain of the criminal police detachment be deceived? If he was deceived by the director, that would be fine, but he was deceived by a former captain of the criminal police detachment. It was really... cunning!

Wu Zhisu had expected Huang Qiangmin's cunningness, but he didn't expect Huang Crocodile to be so cunning... So, facing such a cunning guy, what should he do...

As Wu Zhisu thought about it, his brows knitted together...

"Wuzhi, do you want to eavesdrop on this conversation?" Huang Qiangmin walked over with light footsteps, his voice as small as a rotten old piece of wood floating across the river.

"Okay, it's worth a listen." Wu Zhisu turned around and smiled, like a boy who saw a beautiful girl in the class, his smile was so nervous that it seemed a little fake.

Huang Qiangmin handed over a cigarette as usual, lit it for the two men, and said as he walked over: "Jiang Yuan asked someone to bring the victim's children and several close relatives here, and question them first. As for the suspect, let him sit in the interrogation room for a while, there's no rush."

"Okay." These are all routine operations, and Wu Zhisu will naturally not interfere.

The two men went down to the interrogation center and entered a conference room. They saw more than a dozen people in the room, all sitting facing a one-way transparent glass.

On the other side of the one-way glass was a standard conversation room with a sofa, a coffee table, tea cups and snacks. Sitting there were the victim's daughter and son, as well as Meng Chengbiao, who was in charge of the conversation.

Behind the observers in the room, on the other side of another one-way glass, is a standard interrogation room with iron windows, iron bars, an interrogation table and chair fixed to the ground, and most importantly, soft furnishings throughout the room.

"Oh my god." Wu Zhisu was shocked: "Your county has installed this kind of thing?"

"Oh, my brother police station is so kind." Huang Qiangmin smiled.

Wu Zhisu was speechless and just lied.

"You installed two sides? One room observing two rooms?"

"Just observe one room at a time, what a waste. Foreign TV dramas are all about extravagance." Huang Qiangmin commented first, then pointed to both sides and said, "Look at ours, one side is the interrogation room, the other side is the interrogation room. You can watch whichever side you need. The sound comes from the microphone and can be turned on and off at any time. When the middle is not in use, both sides can be used as ordinary interrogation rooms. Sit down and watch."

As he spoke, Huang Qiangmin pulled Wu Zhisu to sit in the first row.

There are three more rows behind.

Yes, it is a one-way transparent glass interrogation room with Chinese characteristics. The observation room next door has four rows of seats, which can transform the scene into a small lecture hall at any time.

Huang Qiangmin considered it very comprehensively. Leaders at all levels will definitely come to Ningtai County to inspect the work. Especially for some serious cases, what can the leaders see? What is more appropriate than asking the suspect to confess directly during the interrogation?
Why do you think the suspect should confess? If you really want this sense of security, we can wait for the suspect to confess and then conduct a retrial.

Wu Zhisu's mind suddenly flashed with many useful ways to use the one-way transparent interrogation room. After sitting down, he couldn't help looking left and right, like a 40-year-old middle-aged man walking into Shang K's box for the first time...

"Your box... bah, you need soundproofing in this room, right? Can't the people on the other side hear us talking? How loud of a sound can it block? Have you tested it?" Wu Zhisu said in a series of voices.

Huang Qiangmin smiled, thought about it and said, "Let me put it this way, you can curse at people casually, but the other party can't hear it."

"Sure, sure." Wu Zhisu nodded repeatedly, hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "Is it expensive?"

"It's donated by the Zhengguang Bureau... bah, it's counterpart support, so it's probably a bit fluctuating. What we finally talked about is this..." Huang Qiangmin said in Wu Zhisu's ear.

"It's not cheap!" Wu Zhisu hissed, as if he had been bitten.

"It depends on what you think. It may not be useful for solving the case directly, but the purpose of building a police force is not just to solve cases. If you say it is useless, then the conference rooms are useless too, but we still have to build so many. By the way, there is this..." Huang Qiangmin handed a cigarette to Wu Zhisu and lit it up.

"Hiss..." Wu Zhisu took a puff of cigarette, looked at the bright and clean interrogation room, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Don't say it, you really don't say it..."

"Everyone, have one." Huang Qiangmin passed cigarettes to the detectives behind him and said with a smile, "This is better than staying in the interrogation room."

Everyone took the cigarettes with a laugh, and said that the political commissar was a good role model.

No no no no…

In the interrogation room next door, the deceased's family members burst into tears.

Huang Qiangmin and the others calmed down naturally. All the criminal police knew that this was the climax of the show.

"My father said that my mother ran away, just like the wives of the Liu family and my fourth uncle's family. They felt that life was too poor and too miserable, so they went to the city to find other men... I didn't believe it. I said my mother couldn't have left like that..." The deceased's daughter was already college age. She was crying so hard that she fell to the ground from the sofa.

Meng Chengbiao, who was sitting opposite, handed the girl a clean handkerchief and said, "It's all over, it's all over..."

"Is it my mother?" The daughter suddenly looked up at Meng Chengbiao and asked seriously, "Are you sure it's my mother?"

"Sure. We've also done a DNA test, and everything matches." Meng Chengbiao nodded slightly.

"Mom..." the daughter cried out loudly.

"Did mom ask you anything before she left? Did she say she would take you with her?" Meng Chengbiao guided her step by step.

The daughter shook her head vigorously, and the victim's son next to her couldn't help crying.

"Mom cooked for us that morning, but when we came back in the evening, she was gone." The son burst into tears. He was two years younger than his sister, his face was covered with acne, he was tall and thin, and his crying was extremely ugly.

There was crying in the interrogation room, but Meng Chengbiao remained calm.

He did not rush them. Even though he knew someone was watching them from the next door, he waited quietly. When the two of them stopped crying, he immediately asked, "Dad said Mom ran away. Did Mom take anything with her? Clothes, money?"

"Dad said he took away a bag of clothes." My sister whispered.

"How many pieces did you bring? Are they the clothes mom likes to wear usually?" Meng Chengbiao asked.

My sister didn't answer.

Meng Chengbiao then changed his angle and asked, "Did mom take any jewelry with her when she left?"

The sister still didn't answer. At this time, the son suddenly looked up and asked, "What if I take it away? What if I don't take it away?"

Meng Chengbiao sighed deliberately and said, "If they leave on their own, they usually take some spare clothes with them. Of course, some people do leave in a rush and just pack a few clothes. But if they decide not to come back, they will at least take their jewelry with them. There are many places to spend money outside, and you can't leave without any money."

"We don't know how much money the family had. Besides, the family was very poor at that time, and she didn't have many valuable jewelry," the son argued.

Meng Chengbiao knew what he meant, so he didn't play dumb at all and said directly, "If your mother wants to leave something valuable for the family, assuming she has decided to leave and is willing to do so, she might leave behind gold jewelry, but at least she would be willing to take away her favorite jewelry that is not expensive, because jewelry is light and easier to carry. For example, have you given your mother some hairbands or something like that?"

My sister looked up and said bewilderedly, "I bought her a necklace with a red bird on it. She liked it very much... She didn't take it away either. I thought..."

As my sister said this, she sat on the ground, hugged her knees and cried.

My brother also had tears in his eyes and didn't know what to say.

Meng Chengbiao took out a piece of paper and said, "This is a copy of a page from the forensic report. You can see that the deceased was hit by a hammer before his death, and there were defensive injuries on his hands..."

The brother and sister took the A4 paper with dull eyes, looking at the words on it with slightly unfocused eyes.

"Your mother was murdered." Meng Chengbiao whispered, "She didn't abandon you, and she didn't mean to leave you behind... Who do you think the murderer is?"