Thorns

In the end, it was Mu Zhiyuan who entered the interrogation room, and Wang Fugui raised his eyebrows when he saw him enter, but didn't take it seriously.

Mu Zhiyuan was not in a hurry, he put the documents on the table, handed a cup of hot water to Wang Fugui, and said slowly: "Come on, drink some water after talking for so long."

Mu Zhiyuan pushed the water glass, but the other party glanced twice, but didn't reach out.Mu Zhiyuan didn't care, and sat down directly, quietly, took out a stack of photos from the folder and placed them on the table one by one.

Wang Fugui originally wanted to maintain a consistent attitude, but when his eyes scanned the photos, his previous expression gradually froze and his face turned pale.

"Do you know this one?" Pointing to one of the photos, Mu Zhiyuan asked.

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything!" Wang Fugui shook his head repeatedly, and his voice became louder and louder, with a trace of panic.

"Do you think it's enough just to wash it clean?" Mu Zhiyuan laughed suddenly, Wang Fugui raised his head, and stared at Mu Zhiyuan with wide eyes.

"No matter how clean it looks, under the test, those traces are still nowhere to hide." Pointing to another photo, the shape of the chainsaw can be vaguely seen on the black photo. The body exudes a blue-green light, and this photo is very clear, and it can be seen clearly.

"Are you going to tell the truth or do you want me to bring the evidence with my own hands?" Mu Zhiyuan was not in a hurry, he just waited so quietly, Wang Fugui didn't speak, his whole body was trembling, and he reached out to pick up the cup on the table , Shaking and spilling a lot of water before feeding it to his mouth and taking two sips.

The thumbs of both hands kept rubbing against the rim of the cup. After an unknown amount of time, Wang Fugui finally spoke. He said, "I killed the man."

In a word, those who waited for several hours finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you alone or with others?" Gu Mengping suddenly appeared in the interrogation room, and the other police officers did not notice when he entered.

Wang Fugui, who was still a little nervous before, suddenly became much calmer after saying that sentence.

"I killed them all by myself. I tricked them into the car after being stunned, and then killed them." Wang Fugui said calmly, looking at the people at the door.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces became weird. Wang Fugui was definitely lying. The footprints at the scene were completely different from the size of the shoes he was wearing!The moment Wang Fugui spoke, Gu Mengping had a bad premonition in his heart, so he rushed in and asked a question, emphasizing it once, but Wang Fugui still chose to bear all the crimes alone.

At this time, Mu Zhiyuan's expression also became solemn, and it really fulfilled what Gu Mengping said before, this second person is more difficult to find than imagined.

"Think again, did you kill the person alone, did you do it yourself or someone else." Mu Zhiyuan's voice became much colder.

Compared to everyone's dignified emotions, Wang Fugui seemed a little more relaxed. He said calmly, "It was me. I did it alone."

"Then who owns the size 43 shoe print?" Wang Fugui is a size 41 and rarely wears a size 42, but the shoe print on the scene is a size 43.

"In order not to let you find out, I purposely wore two extra pairs of thick socks..." Wang Fugui said clearly, with clear enunciation and clear thinking. A little too much.

Until here, Mu Zhiyuan and Gu Mengping knew that they had encountered a bottleneck this time. Wang Fugui not only answered Mu Zhiyuan's questions, but also clearly described the process of committing the crime in detail.

The reason for attacking the first deceased was because he heard what that person said to the patient on the day he went to the follow-up clinic. When the patient was there, he said that amputation was the best choice, and when the patient turned around, he said no to his colleagues. I want to save my feet for the medical expenses, thinking that this is a hospital or a charity organization!

The face with a slight smile fell into his eyes, and those words pierced into Wang Fugui's heart like a thorn. At that time, he looked down at the empty place under the knee of his left leg. He got angry and felt something was burning in his chest, so he attacked the doctor when he came home from work. He also let the doctor experience the pain of losing his limbs. After committing the crime for the first time, Wang Fugui was actually worried. He waited in a daze for a week and then committed the second crime. This time his target was his attending doctor, but the police still did not find him. Love him, but he found pleasure in the process of killing, this kind of cancer in the medical field should not be kept...

The interrogation record came out, looking at this thick stack of paper, Mu Zhiyuan's mood was extremely complicated.

"This will close the case?" With a wry smile, Mu Zhiyuan looked at Gu Mengping who was standing beside him smoking a cigarette.

Gu Mengping rolled his eyes at him, extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand and threw it into the trash can.

"It's not that easy, keep checking, the deadline given above has not yet come." Gu Mengping said.

Wang Fugui's answer can be regarded as seamless. Basically, all the questions can be answered one by one, but these answers are too straightforward. How should I put it, it seems that someone has already prepared the questions and answers , Let Wang Fugui memorize it by heart and wait for the on-site exam.

Wang Fugui's answer was too calm, with confidence like a well-thought-out plan, even though Mu Zhiyuan repeatedly hinted that he would be lenient when he confessed, Wang Fugui still did not change his original thinking.

Wang Fugui mentioned in his answer that the car he used to commit the crime was his own car. He bought a second-hand car for tens of thousands of yuan a few years ago. When Mu Zhiyuan followed the clues to find it, Wang Fugui's car was already in the The scrap iron in the recycling center was melted, and there was no clue left. This clue seemed to be broken.

In the office, several people were sitting slumped, and the atmosphere became a bit dull. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of Zhou Yi eating snacks from time to time. Same, very uncomfortable all over.

"Where did Wang Fugui get the money to repay the usury?" Gu Mengping said in a dull mood.

Hearing this, Mu Zhiyuan suddenly sat up and glanced at him, Gu Mengping smiled, the meaning was obvious, this might be another breakthrough point!

Suddenly, Gu Mengping turned his head to look at Si Qingyang, Si Qingyang turned his head away, not to look at him, with Gu Mengping's expression, Si Qingyang knew nothing good at a glance

"It seems that you also have other uses." Gu Mengping smiled and stood up, and Si Qingyang frowned and also stood up.

"Let's go out for a while and come back soon." Gu Mengping took Si Qingyang and walked outside. Before the rest of Mu Zhiyuan and Zhou Yi could figure out what was going on, the figures of the two had already disappeared. out of sight.

Even if Gu Mengping didn't say anything, Si Qingyang knew where he wanted to go. He knew from Mu Zhiyuan in advance that this person who lent money to Wang Fugui was known as the third brother. It is difficult to find, so every time the bureau catches one accurately.

At the entrance of the bar, the iron gate made like a prison door made Si Qingyang frowned. He didn't like this place very much. The people at the gate stopped them from taking a look. People won't let it go easily.

"We're here to find third brother." Gu Mengping was not in a hurry, he lit a cigarette for himself, and stood by the side to wait.

The faces of the two people changed, and they immediately replied: "We don't have any third brother here, you are looking for the wrong place."

As soon as these two people finished talking, Gu Mengping took a puff of cigarette and smiled at them: "How do you know which third brother I'm looking for?"

It was obviously a smiling word, but the two of them saw a chill in it. No matter how stupid they were, they knew that these two people were not easy to dismiss. They looked at each other and were ready to attack Gu Mengping.

Gu Mengping didn't move, and before the two of them got close to him, one of them was kicked away by Si Qingyang. The force must not be ignored. Gao Mada had practiced so many moves, and after looking at Si Qingyang for a few seconds, he shot. He looked for it fiercely, which was different from the previous two boxers who were so powerful, but their body flexibility was not bad, but Si Qingyang was caught by Si Qingyang after taking photos. Yang's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. In comparison, Si Qingyang seemed much more relaxed.

"Okay, let's go." Seeing Si Qingyang throwing him away, Gu Mengping kicked open the door of the bar. Just as he opened the door, a deafening sound came from inside, filled with smoke, and colorful lights were shaking in the darkness , the sound of music was harsh, and the dance floor was full of urban men and women in scantily dressed martial arts. Si Qingyang kept his eyes fixed on Gu Mengping.

"Where is the third brother?" Going to the front of the bar, Gu Mengping said to the bartender, and put two hundred yuan RMB on the table.

The bartender collected the money silently, and glanced at the stairs. Gu Mengping immediately understood, and led Si Qingyang to the stairs. After entering the box area, it was still very noisy. Gu Mengping led Si Qingyang all the way to the bottom and walked to the innermost room.

The door at the end was particularly conspicuous. Gu Mengping pushed the door open, and just walked in, he felt a strong force from the left directly hitting his forehead.

With a sound of "啪——", the sound of the glass bottle breaking came from beside my ears. The glass bottle that was supposed to fall on Gu Mengping's head was now blocked by an arm in the air. Under the strong impact, the glass bottle instantly rupture.

A few drops of liquid fell on Gu Mengping's face, and slowly slid down his cheeks. Gu Mengping looked at the person sitting on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth, with a smile in his eyes, but his face was surprisingly cold.

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