Forensics

After the basic questioning was finished, the guarding criminal policeman sat quietly opposite and did not continue to ask questions.

Gu Yanchen was not in a hurry to interrogate Zhao Mengan, interrogation was always a psychological game.

Like arrests, interrogation also follows the principle of strength and weakness, which ebbs and flows. When one party is stronger, the other party will be weaker.

Sitting in the interrogation room, Zhao Mengan became more and more uneasy, because he was an important suspect, his hands and feet were handcuffed to the interrogation chair.

He wanted to move, but those chains held him tightly and fixed him on the seat.

When it was almost time, Gu Yanchen walked into the interrogation room.

Zhao Mengan raised his head, there was still blood on the corner of his forehead, and there was also a scar on the corner of his mouth. His eyes were red, and he stuck out his tongue to lick the wound on the corner of his mouth.

Gu Yanchen ignored his provocation, and he said directly: "You can explain the facts of the crime."

Zhao Mengjian was confused, and turned his head to ask: "What are the facts of the crime? I just woke up today, played a game, and was caught here. I still don't know why."

Gu Yanchen asked: "Killing three people in a row, threatening house arrest, and attacking the police with a knife, have you lost your memory?"

Zhao Mengan didn't speak, but stared straight at him with his eyes, digging the table in the interrogation room with his fingers.

Gu Yanchen stood up and showed several photos, one by one pressed on the table in front of Zhao Mengan: "Ten days ago at night, you escaped surveillance, came to King Qin's mansion from the waterway, killed three people in a row, and wore security guard Song Ran raincoat and leave."

In the surveillance images, the shoes he was wearing were even exactly the same as they are now. They were a pair of stolen shoes, and they were limited edition. He only dared to wear them outside of school.

"Five days later, when the police found Jin Yuewen's body, you appeared at the scene of the investigation and returned to the scene of the crime."

At that time, Lu Ying's mobile phone took pictures of Zhao Mengan. He hid behind the crowd, wearing a hoodie and a mask, observing every move of the police.

"Four days ago, you took the security guard Song Ran's cell phone and went to find Zhou Ru."

Afterwards, the police also found him in related videos.

"We found a few hairs in the hands of the murdered security guard Song Ran, and compared them with the hairs on a comb left in your dormitory, the DNA is exactly the same."

"Then we discovered the relevant records of your purchase of controlled knives."

It is precisely because of these empirical evidence that the police then locked Zhao Mengan, held a press conference, and finally arrested him.

Zhao Mengan in front of him is a poor student sponsored by Jin Yuewen. From high school to university, he has been sponsored for seven full years.

No one would have thought that such a college student turned into a poisonous snake and killed the kind Jin Yuewen.

After the evidence was presented, Gu Yanchen raised his eyes and said: "After arresting you, we found the bloody clothes you wore on the day of the crime at Xin Xiaomei's residence, and the blood components of the three victims could still be detected on it. I’ve said everything I’ve done. You’ve been to college anyway, so you should have some legal knowledge, so don’t waste your time, right?”

Because of the conclusive evidence, Gu Yanchen didn't spend too much time with him, and didn't go around in circles, he just wanted to press him to death and get a confession.

Zhao Mengan raised his head to look at him, and licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue again, this time touching the wound, he hissed in pain.

He lowered his head, blinked his eyes a few times, and finally stopped making unnecessary resistance.

"I did it."

He clearly understood what he was going to face.

It's just delaying time, it doesn't make sense to him.

Lu Ying began to ask questions: "Your family background was not good when you were young, your father was disabled, and your mother was demented. You have received donations from Jin Yuewen since you were in high school, and when you were admitted to university, Jin Yuewen gave you more than [-] yuan for your studies. Why did you kill him?"

Zhao Mengan shrugged his shoulders: "A thing happened recently. I failed two subjects and couldn't graduate smoothly. I needed a re-study fee. I asked him for it half a month ago. He said that he had no money recently. Let me I figured it out myself."

When asking Zhao Mengan's classmates and teachers before, he also provided such information.

Zhao Mengan majored in statistics. He was supposed to graduate, but because of his homework and test scores, he was ordered to retake the course, and he could only graduate after completing the credits.The retake fee for one course was 500 yuan, and he failed two courses, a total of 1000 yuan.

And the 1000 yuan, up to now, Zhao Mengan has not handed over.

Lu Ying continued to ask: "You killed him because of this?"

Zhao Meng'an said: "It's not all because of this incident, there are also some accumulations of small things. After college, I suddenly discovered that our education is a scam. I am not willing to be deceived, and I want to learn from that net. Break free. But I found that struggling is useless. Later, I hated it more and more."

When he spoke up to this point, Gu Yanchen didn't speak.

Lu Ying, who was interrogating at the side, frowned: "What kind of scam is not a scam? Going to school, working, isn't this the life of ordinary people? You don't seek to make progress, what society do you blame? And what does this have to do with you killing Jin Yuewen? "

Zhao Mengan said: "I will kill him because I hate him."

He hates so much that he thinks about it day and night, and wants to kill his great benefactor.

He spent several months raising money for the whole process. Taking the opportunity of going to Jin Yuewen's house, he pried the bluestone slab one by one, and then dived into the water from outside the community under the moonlight, and cut the wire strips one by one.

Gu Yanchen leaned over and asked, "Why?"

Zhao Mengan's face twisted for a moment: "Because he funded me but didn't tell me the truth, because he chose this broken major for me, because he gave me hope."

Gu Yanchen asked, "What do you mean by these words?"

Zhao Mengan sighed, and suddenly asked them: "You said, what do people study for?"

Gu Yanchen frowned and didn't answer him.

Lu Ying didn't blurt out: "What's the purpose of this? Nine years of compulsory education, then entering high school, and then going to college, that's how I got here."

Zhao Mengan said: "You, me, and many others have all been deceived. We study for the sake of studying, but in fact, the fundamental purpose of studying is to make money. This is the deception of education!"

"People can live in this world only by earning money. We have spent so many years, worked so hard, and passed so many exams, but in fact, work and earning money are the only criteria for measuring social status!"

This is a mercenary theory.

Hearing this, Lu Ying opened her mouth, and instinctively wanted to refute him, but he didn't know how to refute. At first glance, these words were completely unreasonable, but when I thought about it carefully, I felt that there seemed to be a little truth.

Once you get out of school and step into society, you will find that the rules have completely changed.

Grades turned out not to be that important.

People with good looks and good body will get preferential treatment, people with high EQ can get promoted quickly, people with money can live more easily than others, and people use money to measure their social status.

This seems to go against what students have been taught for years.And the most important thing, the way to make money, the teacher just didn't teach the students.

When Zhao Mengan said this, his speech speed became faster: "This is a secret that the rich know, but they don't tell the poor. Jin Yuewen, he knows this, but he never told me. He suggested that I apply for statistics Professional, but in the end I couldn't find a job at all. I found that I could only work as an agency, deliver food, and drive a taxi after graduation!"

"He once took me to live in his home for a few days, and let me see a different life, living in a big villa, driving a luxury car, and I deducted a lot of money, but he can spend a lot of money and take out a little money Give it to others, and you can get others' gratitude. But he ruined my life!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Mengan was so excited that he wanted to stand up, and the handcuffs on his hands creaked when he shook them.

"Why do you think he is helping us? He is actually enjoying it. Enjoying the sense of superiority that this class difference brings to him. He lied to me, and I don't even hold grudges against him! But since he helped, he should help In the end, I just asked him for 1000 yuan! In the end, I told him, can I borrow it? I will pay it back, but he still didn’t give it to me! So he deserved it when he died!”

Zhao Mengan's face was ferocious, his hands were clenched into fists, clenched so tightly that the veins on them burst out.

The person in front of him was paranoid to a certain extent.

After hearing this, Lu Ying wanted to yell, this is some kind of bastard who doesn't repay her kindness.

Gu Yanchen stopped him, telling Lu Ying to pay attention to her words during the interrogation.

After asking, Zhao Mengan told the whole story intermittently.

Zhao Mengan's family was very poor when he was a child, and there was often no food at home, and he was used to seeing everyone's eyes.

In that case, his parents taught him from an early age that he must study hard, and the only way out was to study hard.

His family was poor, but he was doted on by his family. He was given the only eggs and milk to drink.

My family didn't have money to buy exercise books, so I borrowed them from neighbors, erased the traces of other people's work on them, and did it again by myself.

He hid in a dark room, doing those questions over and over again.

In this way, he was excellent in character and learning, and he was the first in the village every time he took the exam.

The days of poverty are like wheels, repeatedly rolling over his body, chopping every bone.

He remembered that he was admitted to high school, and his family wasted money and sold iron, saving food and money, and could no longer afford him. His father sighed, but later, someone said that a good person appeared and could sponsor others to study.

He summoned up his courage and wrote a letter to Jin Yuewen.

Unexpectedly, that letter was seen by Jin Yuewen, and he even came to the village specially, saying that he would support him to study until he graduated from university.

At first he was grateful to Jin Yuewen.

But the money came every year, and he gradually got used to it all, and gradually became more at ease.

He looked at Jin Yuewen's news, who he helped today, and how much money he gave the day after tomorrow. He looked at the gold watch on his wrist and thought, the money he helped me was just a fraction.

Even watching Jin Yuewen give more money to others, he will feel jealous.

After graduating from high school, he passed the examination for the number one scholar in the village, and Jin Yuewen advised him to apply for the Department of Statistics.

The neighbors beat gongs and drums to see him off.

Before going to school, he lived in Jin Yuewen's house for two days. What kind of resplendent house is that?

Housing prices are astronomical, and every place is extravagant.There are actually six dishes for a meal, and there are fish and shrimp.

He was dazzled by this colorful world.

Jin Yuewen said to him: "If you study hard, you will have all this in the future."

He was inspired by this sentence. In the first year, he got the scholarship and the top three students.

He also wanted to work part-time during the summer vacation, but found that because of his accent and background, he could only do the lowest job. He worked eight hours a day in the milk tea shop, and the settlement was less than 1000 yuan a month, which was deducted by the boss.

And he would be laughed at, and he hasn't been working since then.

Later, he learned from his classmates that after graduation, only a small number of senior brothers and sisters entered large companies, and most of them changed careers. Some even became intermediaries, sold insurance, and some even started Didi.

A house, a car, a wife, and a high salary are a fantasy for ordinary students like them.

And his classmate in the dormitory next door is a rich second generation. He bought a pair of limited-edition sneakers and spent 6000 yuan, which was his living expenses for half a year.

Zhao Mengan was confused by this reality.

In his senior year, that is, at the beginning of this year, he did not buy a computer, and it was inconvenient to write papers and search for information. Once he went to an Internet cafe and met a man...

Zhao Mengan was talking endlessly, but he didn't realize at all that the appearance of that man was the beginning of his nightmare.