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"Where is Yan? I can't remember this, but when I was near her house, I just saw her open the door and enter the house..." Wen Lianyi thought for a while, and said firmly, "Yes, I remember her shoes at that time. There is an umbrella hanging on the cabinet, she should be at home."

The tip of Zhang Jingze's pen for recording the testimony paused: "Then she said a few days ago...it was..."

"Specially turned back to make an alibi." Jiang Huai got up from the chair, said "you have a good rest" to Wen Lianyi, and quickly called the Criminal Investigation Office: "Xiao Chen, call Yan Hezai to the Municipal Bureau , I have something to ask her."

Yesterday afternoon, during the remote analysis with Yan Cun, the two of them imagined it for a while——Yan Hezai had a bad relationship with his mother, and he once felt resentment towards his mother, and the motive for arson was quite sufficient. It is very possible to turn back after arriving at the scene, and the living room where the victim was located was not far from the fire in the kitchen. As his own daughter, Yan Hezai could indeed set the fire silently.

There were no eyewitnesses before, and there was no concrete evidence to prove that Yan Hezai had lied, so the suspicion could not be established—now we just waited for Wen Lianyi's words.

Everyone rushed back to the city bureau. After Xiao Chen summoned Yan Hezai back to the city bureau, Jiang Huai and Yan Cun entered the interrogation room first.

Yan Hezai herself is suspected of committing the crime, but at the same time, she is also there as a family member of the victim, and the grief she has shown in the past few days does not seem to be fake, just because of a little family conflict, it is too outrageous to suspect that someone set fire to kill her mother , So they decided to be a little milder during the interrogation. First of all, they had to ask the reason for lying and whether they had witnessed the real crime scene that night.

Since Captain Yan is not very able to speak now, and the title of the person in charge of the case is still on the head of Deputy Team Jiang, after that, Jiang Huai will mainly ask questions throughout the whole process - but it is uncertain whether he can be gentle.

I don't know whether it was because of the excessive grief of his mother's death, or because he was a little nervous about being interrogated for the second time. Hearing Jiang Huai asking if she was at home that night, Yan Hezai yelled at them angrily: "I was really not at home that night! I was not at home I had something to do that night! I was only half an hour late...Why do you keep holding on to this!"

"Someone saw you..." Jiang Huai tentatively gave an approximate time, "Back home around eight o'clock that night."

"I'm really not at home!" Yan Hezai looked a little aggrieved, "Who?! Who saw me go home at eight o'clock! You let him come out and tell me! What evidence does he have to prove that I go home at eight o'clock?"

"Calm down, little sister, don't be so excited." Jiang Huai leaned on the back of the chair, winked at the camera in the interrogation room, and smiled, "If you were really not at home, we would find a way to help you It proves that... the clearer clears itself, right?"

Zhang Jingze understood immediately outside the interrogation room, and Ji Liao, who was watching, reacted one step faster and said, "You remember yours, I'll ask."

Zhang Jingze nodded and said "OK".

Ji Liao took out his cell phone from his pocket and went outside, and called Wen Lianyi.

"Can I not be excited!" Yan Hezai roared in the interrogation room, "You suspect that I killed my own mother! Can I not be excited!"

"What kind of clothes were you wearing at that time?" Jiang Huai asked.

"I can't remember," Yan Hezai replied quickly, seeing Jianghuai's intentions in an instant, and said with a sneer, "What? The people who witnessed me saw what color clothes I was wearing? Can this be considered evidence? I remember all of them. I don’t know what color clothes I’m wearing, can he remember?”

"It's up to you to decide whether you can count it or not," Jiang Huai laughed, "Sister, you're too naive. In the past, you wouldn't be able to interrogate me. Do you understand what I mean?"

Yan Hezai: "???"

"..." Yan Cun tugged at the corner of Jianghuai's clothes, and said in a low voice, "What about the gentleness that was agreed?"

"It's not a big problem." Jiang Huai replied in a low voice, coughed lightly, and continued to ask Yan Hezai some irrelevant questions.

After a while, Ji Liao sent a message very efficiently, saying that Wen Lianyi remembered that Yan Hezai was wearing a blue printed hooded sweater, so Jiang Huai leaned half of his body on the wooden chair in the interrogation room, He smiled and asked, "Blue sweater?"

"Does it count as evidence?" Yan He suppressed the nervousness in his heart, and asked him, "I didn't wear a sweater at all that day, does it count? I wore a white shirt that day. If you don't believe me, ask other people, you can ask others."

Jiang Huai didn't say anything, Yan He was indeed wearing a white shirt when he got home that night.

It's just that Ji Liao's small forensic office was too detailed and thorough. He was sure that Yan Hezai would not admit it, so he asked the network investigators of the city bureau to call up the surveillance video of the nearby street corners and alleys that day, to confirm Yan He's itinerary that day, and at the same time, he could see Yan Hezai clearly. The blue hooded sweater that He Zai was wearing at the time confirmed that Wen Lianyi's testimony was true.

"Does it count as evidence? Little sister?" Jiang Huai glanced at her, took a screenshot of the surveillance video in his phone on the table, and sneered a bit, "Does it count? Little sister?"

Yan Hezai: "..."

Yan Cun couldn't help but whispered in his ear: "A bit cheap, isn't it? What about your image as a people's policeman?"

In the past, it was really not their turn to interrogate criminal suspects with this kind of IQ. There was basically no logical chain. When they were nervous, they looked like a fool. use.

"Just give her some deterrence," Jiang Huai finished in a low voice, coughed lightly, and glanced at Yan Hezai, "What? What else do you want to say?"

"I...I..." Yan He was speechless for a while, his hands were shaking with nervousness, so he could only say, "Well... I was indeed there... I just... I was just too scared..."

"Why did you say false testimony?" Jiang Huai interrupted her.

"I just, just saw something, afraid of being seen, afraid of being retaliated..." Yan Hezai sobbed softly, "I'm just afraid..."

"See what?" Jiang Huai asked.

"At that time, I, I smelled a burning smell outside, and I wanted to come out to see what happened. I opened the door and saw my mother entered the bedroom, and saw a man enter our house from the corridor of the door. I followed a woman, and the two of them went to my bedroom one after the other..." Yan He hesitated and said, "I haven't realized it yet, when I saw the man picking up the chair and trying to hit my mother, the woman rushed forward Pushed away, stabbed by him, I, I was too scared..."

"and then?"

"My legs were weak and I didn't dare to come out. I hid in the room and looked out for a while, and saw that woman reached out and pulled the mask off the man's face before she was knocked unconscious..." Yan Hezai said anxiously, "I've seen him! I know him He...he is the well-known screenwriter Wang Yuan! He did it! It's really none of my business! He did it!"

Jianghuai: "?"

Yan Cun: "..."

Everyone outside the interrogation room: "???"

"Wang Yuan??" Zhang Jingze couldn't help but say something in the communication channel, "It's him again? It's Wang Yuan again? Isn't the appearance rate a bit high?"

"..." Jiang Huai thought for a while, suppressed the doubts in his heart first, and said with a light cough, "I suggest you think about it carefully—not to mention that you can determine the identity of the other party based on the testimony of other people. In the time sequence of 'Wang Yuan' arriving at the scene, the house should have caught fire at that time, and only you and your mother were around the fire point, even if the person who intended to murder your mother was really 'Wang Yuan', You can't get rid of the suspicion of arson."

"No...it's not...I happened to study media in college..." Yan Hezai explained, "I took courses related to screenwriting at the time, and Wang Yuan...no, I am familiar with well-known screenwriters in China, so I am very familiar with it. Make sure it's him...really! It really has nothing to do with me! After that Wang Yuan left, I hid outside..."

Jiang Huai nodded, and didn't intend to find out why she changed into a white shirt before returning to the scene. First, someone summoned Wang Yuan to the Municipal Bureau, asked Yan He a few questions, and left the interrogation room.

"I also want to ask, why is it Wang Yuan again?" Jiang Huai gave a 'tsk', "Why does this incomprehensible person appear everywhere? He is involved in criminal cases everywhere? Do you still want to be a screenwriter? "

People seem to be quite cowardly, when they commit crimes, they are either involved in crimes or drugs, and those who come and go are mixed up as old acquaintances.

"Wang Yuan..." Yan Cun also had a big head, "Before Wang Yuan and Gao Kuiliang's daughter Gao Yaya fell in love...Wang Yuan and Gao Kuiliang did not get along...Gao Kuiliang and Yan Peifeng still cooperate in business...Yan Peifeng and Su Haiyuan and Wang Yuan..."

"Could it be that someone instigated Wang Yuan to attack Shen Huanyu?" Jiang Huai asked, "Yan Peifeng or Gao Kuiliang? Could Wang Yuan be Gao Kuiliang's person?"

"What, what? Wait, wait... I have a big brain..." Zhang Jingze was startled by his own thoughts, his three views were shocked, and he kept his hands on his head, "So, so Gao Kuiliang can't understand Wang Yuan Could it be because... because... Could this be the legendary... Xiaoma Literature?"

"?????" Yan Cun made an interrupting gesture, "Stop—stop! You're running too far! You're thinking too much!"

"You are a bit outrageous..." Jiang Huai analyzed, "The main testimonies of Yan Hezai may not be all true, let's call Wang Yuan first and take a look, but I think she... um... I think With Yan Hezai's IQ, I guess she can't tell any lies, so I apologize for doubting her before."

"Well..." Yan Cun said, "You can't say that."

Jiang Huai has the temperament of a fan of brains, and he can basically listen to Captain Yan's words. After thinking about it carefully: "Indeed, it may also be a special ability."

"That's not what it means..." Before the words fell, Yan Cun noticed that Ji Liao at the next desk was staring at him for a while, so he smiled at Ji Liao and cue Ji Liao, "What do you think? Tell me? "

Ji Liao thought for a while, and said, "It seems really stupid."

"Yes." Yan Cun said, "Yan Hezai probably doesn't have any acting talent, he doesn't look like it, his attitude has changed too obviously before and after, most of the testimonies he said after the finalization are probably true, but the temperament of her father Yan Peifeng in the interrogation is almost the same. It's exactly the same, but I just want to get rid of my relationship—but anyone who is eager to get rid of something may not really have committed a crime, but it must be related to the case. Yan Peifeng is like this, and she is also like this."

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