It's all the fault of being too handsome [Quick Transmigration]

Police station, interrogation room.

Zhao Guoli sat on the chair, feeling a little uneasy. Wei Ling was in charge of making inquiries, and the police officer who followed Wei Ling just now was in charge of recording.

Zhao Guoli told Wei Ling all about what happened 20 years ago when Wei Ling started asking. This matter has been kept in his heart for too long. He tightened his clasped hands and let out a long breath, feeling a lot more relaxed in his heart.

Wei Ling remained silent during Zhao Guoli's narration, with a stern expression on his face. Zhao Guoli was a little afraid of Wei Ling, so he said in a trembling voice, "It was like this 20 years ago."

The policeman who took the record looked at Wei Ling's expression nervously, and was relieved to see that the captain's expression did not change much.Team Wei, who has always been strict with himself and has a good temper, lost his temper like this, and even hit someone in a rage. This was the first time he saw him. He is not from Chaoqiu County. This incident seems to have a different meaning to Team Wei.

"On May [-]th, Wang Liming called you. What did you say at that time?" Wei Ling's hand holding the document was bulging, and the paper was pinched into a wrinkle. Out of anger and sadness, focus on the current case.

Zhao Guoli thought for a while and said, "The second brother called me and asked me if I knew where the eldest brother was. He said that the eldest brother would go back to Chaoqiu County and wanted to invite the three of us to have a get together."

He licked his dry lips in embarrassment: "Because of what happened 20 years ago, I dare not agree to the second brother's reunion. I don't know why the eldest brother and the second brother suddenly returned to Chaoqiu County. The eldest brother has never contacted me. I'm probably the most useless of the three, and I used to be just an obedient younger brother, so it's not necessarily that the elder brother has forgotten me."

"It happened to be lunch time at that time, and the noodle restaurant was very busy. I turned down my second brother and hung up the phone."

Wei Ling frowned, and motioned to the policeman who was recording next to him to take a look, and the two got up and left the interrogation room.

There was a camera in the interrogation room, and the police outside heard Zhao Guoli's words and began to discuss the case.

"Since it is related to the accidental homicide case 20 years ago, Li Songyuan, who was in the accidental murder case, and Wang Liming, who dealt with the scene and proposed to escape, are both dead. Chances are it's a revenge killing."

"We inquired about the case files 20 years ago. The son, daughter-in-law and grandson of the deceased An Mou were all out of town. Is it possible that they were close people of An Mou, who found out the truth at the time, and then deliberately murdered for revenge?"

"But why wait until after the 20-year litigation period has passed?"

"Perhaps the murderer was too young to complete his revenge?"

"It's possible."

Among the police, some people took a subtle look at Wei Ling. Those who read the case file knew that Wei Ling was the son of the policeman who handled the case, and now that his father was promoted, it was revealed that the original case was handled incorrectly. Moreover, Team Wei's previous impulsive behavior was not quite right.

"Then let's see who has the motive for revenge," Wei Ling said, but he paused before continuing, "Check the network of the deceased An Mou 20 years ago, and find out who is suspected."

"Forensic doctor, did Wang Liming's autopsy come out?" Wei Ling flipped through the documents.

A female police officer said: "The autopsy came out. No obvious hallucinogenic or toxic residues were found in Wang Liming's stomach, and there was nothing wrong with other aspects. The death was indeed caused by falling down the stairs."

The police began to discuss based on various clues.

"This is very strange. How did the avengers cause Wang Liming's death? There are almost no blind spots in the surveillance, unless the murderer is his son, but Wang Yu has no motive for killing at all. He is the only son. Although Wang Liming raised a woman outside, but There are no illegitimate children, and recently Wang Liming is also cultivating things in Wang Yu's company, and he is preparing to let Wang Yu enter the company to practice, and now Wang Liming's death is not good for Wang Yu."

"Li Songyuan's death may have been done by the avengers. There is no monitoring in the suburbs, so it is difficult to directly identify the murderer. The murder weapon has not been found so far. We can only check the traffic records during the death of the deceased to see if there are any suspicious people. , is very time-consuming, and there is no obvious discovery yet."

"According to the forensic identification, Li Songyuan's death was caused by excessive bleeding. Before he died, he had crawled for several meters. All the wounds were not fatal, but there were as many as twenty. The technique seemed professional, but the wounds were crooked and rough. Decisive, not like professional people do, very contradictory."

"According to Zhao Guoli's confession, these two murders seem to be connected, but after detailed analysis, it is found that there is no connection between them except for the special relationship between the deceased."

After calming down, Wei Ling suppressed his sensibility and looked at the whole case with rational eyes. It is indeed difficult to say that the two cases are completely connected. One is brutally killed by someone with a sharp weapon, and the other is that he accidentally fell to his death. Except for them There really isn't much connection other than the special relationship.

"Don't look at this case too subjectively. Don't substitute the murderer as the revenge murderer just because of Zhao Guoli's confession. It's easy to ignore many things. Let's brainstorm and find out what we need to investigate."

Wei Ling closed the folder and said:

"Xiao Wu, it's harder to check the traffic records on your side, and get the results as soon as possible."

"Xiao Song and Sister Li sorted out An's relationship network as soon as possible, and found out who had motives and whereabouts were suspicious."

Everyone looked serious and said in unison: "Yes."

Xiaoguan, the male policeman who had been following Wei Ling, asked, "Captain Wei, what about Zhao Guoli?"

Wei Ling frowned, and the wrinkles between his brows had deepened significantly in the past few days: "Go ahead, Xiao Guan, follow me into the interrogation room, and then ask Zhao Guoli."

Zhao Guoli stayed in the interrogation room for a while, feeling uncomfortable. He anxiously guessed his fate, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and cold sweat broke out from the tip of his nose.

"Zhao Guoli, Li Songyuan and Wang Liguo have died one after another. Do you know any relevant and useful information?" Wei Ling did not lie to Zhao Guoli. His eldest brother and second brother were both in the police station, but they were in the form of corpses. Can't threaten him anymore.

From this standpoint, Zhao Guoli also had a motive to kill, but Zhao Guoli had a sufficient alibi, so the police never included him in the scope of the investigation from the beginning.

At this time, Zhao Guoli said all the words that should be cheated out, and he no longer concealed the death of Li Songyuan and Wang Liming.

Zhao Guoli was stunned by Wei Ling's words. How could the person who had just spoken on the phone die all of a sudden?

Zhao Guoli stood up excitedly, sweating even harder, and his back became chilly in an instant: "Someone must have revenge! Someone must have revenge!"

Xiao Guan comforted him a few times, and then Zhao Guoli sat down again. Veins burst out on his forehead, his lips trembled, and even his legs kept trembling: "This...comrade policeman, what should I do, big brother and second brother They are all dead, and I will be the next one, Comrade Police, you must help find a way, I don’t want to die!”

"By the way, I've issued an edict. Do I want to go to jail for a few years?" At this moment, Zhao Guoli's tone was filled with anticipation.

Wei Ling's hand was tightly held by Zhao Guoli. He could feel the wet sweat from Zhao Guoli's palm, which stained his dry hand with a damp feeling. His face was expressionless, and the language of the formula contained no emotion: "We have no right to Detain you, and you can leave after the procedures are completed."

"During this time, please pay attention to safety, we will arrange personnel to protect you secretly around, don't worry."

Obviously not having to go to jail is a good thing, but Zhao Guoli looked terrified at this moment, wishing he could just stay at the police station.

"Comrade police, I'm guilty, I'm guilty!"

Wei Ling got up and took Xiao Guan out of the interrogation room. As soon as the door of the interrogation room was closed, Zhao Guoli's words were all annihilated in the closed space.

How ridiculous, how sad, Wei Ling rubbed the center of his brows again, the corners of his mouth were pressed down, and his eyes were deep.

Xiao Guan followed Team Wei, carefully glanced at the captain's face, even he could hear a certain sense of intimidation from the captain's words just now. No wonder.But for Zhao Guoli, Xiaoguan just doesn't sympathize with him at all.

Time quickly passed into the night, Zhao Guoli was released, and the police station was still working overtime.

Dongwu Lane, flower shop.

Jinyu and Gu Zhen tidy up the flower shop, but Gu Zhen has been very silent.

Turn the wooden sign hanging on the door to CLOSED, and close the door of the flower shop.

In the cool breeze at night, there is also the sound of wind chimes jingling.

The two walked silently in the night, Gu Zhen still followed all the way to Jinyu's downstairs, and only left after seeing the light in Jinyu's room turned on.

Jin Yu stood on the balcony, watching Gu Zhen's figure gradually walking away, turned around and entered the house, turned off the light, went downstairs, left alone in the night, gradually drifting away.