dead innocent

The portrait of the profiler and the portraits on the two copies of the ID card brought back by Chu Xingyun reached more than [-]%. It was unexpected that an old case three years ago involved a gun trafficking gang.It was also today that Chu Xingyun was able to straighten up his back and ask Yang Bureau to increase the police force. Not surprisingly, Yang Bureau agreed.

Chu Xingyun came out of the director's office refreshed. As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw Qiao Shishi rushing up from downstairs. When he saw him, he stopped and waved to him: "Boss, hurry up."

Chu Xingyun followed her down to the first floor, and saw a few people standing in the corridor on the first floor, Fu Yi and Yang Kaitai, and a woman in a long skirt and a thin cardigan with black and beautiful curly hair.Although she is well maintained, it is still obvious that she is not young at a glance.She was carrying a Hermès women's bag in her hand. The reason why Chu Xingyun recognized this bag was because Qiao Shishi had bought one. The price was only considered low-end among the same brand, but it had the same famous brand.At that time, Qiao Shishi bought it and wandered around the offices every day with the bag on his shoulders, so he had some impressions.

Qiao Shishi said beside him, "She is Liu Jiamin."

Chu Xingyun saw at a glance that this woman was extraordinary. She was calm, wise, and composed. Although she was in the police station, her relaxed state was like being in a shopping mall.However, her relaxation and composure did not dispel Chu Xingyun's suspicion of her, on the contrary, she firmly believed that this woman must be suspected.She was so calm and calm at the police station because she had already made sufficient defensive preparations, which showed that she had made preparations in advance and expected that she would be summoned by the police one day.

This point can be seen from the lawyer who came with her. It seems that this woman has already put on her armor, called for reinforcements, and is ready to fight a protracted battle with them.

Liu Jiamin was tall and graceful, wearing a long green dress. She stood quietly between the two criminal policemen, calm and dignified, and soon realized that she was being watched by a powerful gaze.

She turned her head slightly and threw a confident and arrogant smile at Chu Xingyun.

Fu Yi also looked at Chu Xingyun, exchanged glances with him, and then brought Liu Jiamin to the interrogation room.

Liu Jiamin's lawyer found Chu Xingyun, who was in charge of the overall situation, according to the reactions of everyone present, walked up to him and showed his work permit, and said, "Mr. Police, I am Ms. Liu Jiamin's lawyer. Within 24 hours from now, if— —”

Chu Xingyun turned his head to look at him abruptly, his gaze fell straight into his eyes, and said: "During the police investigation, defenders are not allowed to participate."

After speaking, he walked into the room next to the interrogation room, which was completely closed. There was a mirror between the interrogation room, and he could clearly see the backs of Liu Jiamin sitting on a chair behind the mirror, and Fu Yi and Yang Kaitai behind a table opposite her.

Chu Xingyun turned on the speaker, and Fu Yi's voice sounded first.

"The last time we went to you and asked you where you were on November 2015, 11, your answer was that it happened to be a weekend, and you would go to tea art classes on weekends, so you are in the tea art classroom."

Fu is also waiting for this woman to overthrow his argument. Chu Xingyun can see that this woman is extremely confident and arrogant. It is useless to seduce, only to attack. Of course he can also see it, so let her deny what she said. There are loopholes to catch.

Chu Xingyun stared at this beautiful woman, thinking that she would readily admit her lies and refute the deviation of her memory, but unexpectedly, this woman was stronger than the female suspects he had ever seen.

Liu Jiamin sat on the chair with her legs folded in a very elegant posture, clasped her hands together and put them on the right armrest. After hearing what Fu Yi said, she didn't rush to refute, but kept silent for a moment, as if she was thinking about it. Then I said: "Officer, if I remember correctly, my original words at that time were 'It's been too long, you force me to recall, but I can't recall. Oh, by the way, the 20th is the weekend, and I It should be in the tea art classroom, I have been learning tea art', this is what you force me to recall, not my exact answer."

Yang Kaitai, who was taking notes at the scene, stopped typing on the keyboard and couldn't help but look up at her.

This woman's psychological quality is too strong. In such an environment, she can still detect the language trap set by the police for her. The level of word games is really high-end. Does it have anything to do with her being a language teacher?

Fu Yi sat motionless on the chair, with a smile on his face from beginning to end, as if what he was facing was not the suspect who killed the three teenagers, but one of his students.

"Let me help you confirm the answer. You were in Leo Hotel at the time. We found out that you stayed in Leo Hotel on the night of the 17th and left on the 20th. You lived in the teacher's room of the High School Attached to the Capital. Why—"

"I remembered"

Liu Jiamin actually cut off his words, and said with a faint smile: "No. 17, by the way, it was No. 17. My house leaked that day, and the floor was all soaked. So I asked my friend to help me replace a new set of water pipes. I only got them on the 20th." Well, I will live in Leo those few days, if you need a witness, you can ask Attorney Wu, he is outside."

She even found the witnesses, and she has already paved the way for herself.

Chu Xingyun in the monitoring room subconsciously glanced at the closed door, which happened to be opened, and Qiao Shishi walked in with a notebook in his arms, his expression a little indescribable.

"Boss, I have some clues, but they lead to another case."

Fu Yi didn't expect her to admit so frankly, and she also threw out witnesses, so any clues they found that could be called evidence were all in vain.

So he changed the subject: "Let's talk about another person, Cheng Xun. He used to be your student. I want to hear your evaluation of him."

Liu Jiamin naturally adjusted to a comfortable sitting position, her beautiful black eyebrows frowned, then lifted, and said with a smile: "I don't know, Cheng Xun is usually very introverted, and I don't communicate much with him."

Fu Yi: "But you confiscated his mobile phone."

Liu Jiamin still smiled: "I have confiscated many students' mobile phones, this is my job."

"Have you looked at his phone?"

"No, why should I watch it?"

"Did he ask you for it?"

"I have to pass it, I have to pass it many times, and I also promised him that I will return it to him after graduating from junior high school."

Fu Yi stared at him: "But you didn't return it to him, but suddenly exposed the contents of the phone to his father two years later, why did you do that?"

Liu Jiamin first looked at him quietly for a while, then lowered her head slightly, straightened her hair, and smiled slowly: "Mr. Police, if I want to expose the contents of his mobile phone, why do I have to wait until two years later?"

"Because you are torturing him!"

The door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open, and Chu Xingyun appeared at the door with a glass of water. Seeing Liu Jiamin, he was silent for a moment, then walked in, and handed her a disposable paper cup: "Drink water."

Liu Jiamin's complexion finally fluctuated when he heard what he said, like a crack appeared on a perfect mask, thank you, held the glass of water, and didn't drink it.

Chu Xingyun walked across to her, and sat leaning on the interrogation table. The light from the desk lamp on the table just hit his neck, exposing others to the light, but his face was hidden in the night inside.

The interrogation room fell into silence again. Chu Xingyun remained silent like a bystander. Fu Yi, as his old partner, of course knew what tricks he used. People panic.

Liu Jiamin has already started to panic, and Chu Xingyun's eyes hidden in the darkness have been staring at the glass of water in her hand. Now, she is holding the glass of water with both hands, and the ripples on the water surface are slightly swaying.

"Want to know why I said you were torturing Cheng Xun? Teacher Liu."

Liu Jiamin raised her head, her expression returned to her previous calmness, and she smiled slightly: "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Chu Xingyun glanced at her hands, then returned to her face, and said with a smile as if chatting with her: "Let's make an analogy, if you look at Cheng Xun's mobile phone, you will know that he is A pedophile. Is it a scandal that an introverted and quiet boy is a pedophile? I think it should be, at least in Cheng Xun's family education. Such a fetish is definitely a scandal. But one day he It was none other than his head teacher. He was terribly afraid that the head teacher would tell the world about his scandal, but he didn't dare to talk to the head teacher. He came to school every day to see the head teacher, and saw how she looked at him. He had the feeling of being seen through by the whole world. So he became more cautious, more sensitive, more introverted, and more inferior. The slender nerves of the young man became fragile. From that day on, his There is a mental problem. And you tortured him for two years before sending those things to his father, which led to his complete mental breakdown, and the mental torture was more cruel than the physical torture."

When Chu Xingyun said these words, he had been observing the cup in her hand, and saw that although the fluctuation of the water pattern in the cup had been continuing, it was gradually calming down while he was speaking.

Liu Jiamin kept looking at the nothingness in front of him. After he finished speaking, he was silent for a while, then glanced at the watch on his hand, and when he raised his head again, the confidence and confidence that Chu Xingyun had just seen appeared on his face. arrogant.

"I really don't see the point of your making such an assumption, why should I?"

Chu Xingyun's eyes instantly became deep and gloomy. This woman was counting the time, and she was waiting for her acquittal after 24 hours.

Chu Xingyun looked at her and said leisurely: "It's just a hypothesis, but then again, Mr. Liu, you don't seem to be curious about why we invited you here."

Then he turned his head and asked Fu Yi: "Did you say it?"

Fu Yi cooperated with him in charades and said, "Not yet."

Liu Jiamin finally showed the doubts and vigilance of a suspect under interrogation: "Isn't it because of Cheng Xun's case?"

Chu Xingyun asked Fu Yi again with a puzzled look: "Did you tell her that?"

Fu Yi shook his head lightly, noncommittal.

A trace of panic appeared on Liu Jiamin's face again, and he held the paper cup tightly with both hands.

Chu Xingyun glanced at her and smiled: "What's the matter, is the progress of the matter different from what you expected? Don't worry, it's just started now."

At this time, the door of the interrogation room was knocked twice, and then Gao Yuannan in police uniform walked in: "Captain Chu, the information you want."

Chu Xingyun took the document and asked, seemingly unintentionally, "Has Mr. Qiao set off?"

Gao Yuannan didn't know anything about the actions of the field team. He was stunned by Chu Xingyun's question for a moment. He just wanted to say that he didn't know, but he raised his eyes and glanced lightly. The words he said took a sharp turn: "Well, Xiao Qiao has already acted. gone."

Chu Xingyun waved his hand to signal her to go out, ignoring Liu Jiamin's increasingly anxious face, unfolded the information in his hand and read it, then threw the information on the table, looked at her and asked, "Why did your husband divorce you?"

This question obviously exceeded her preparations. Liu Jiamin was stunned for a moment, and then she was a little annoyed: "If you are interrogating me for Cheng Xun, just ask about the case. As for my private affairs, I have the right not to say anything." .”

"Then let me tell you."

Chu Xingyun said: "Because of your daughter, isn't it?"

Liu Jiamin was finally touched. The appearance of a strong woman collapsed, and the water glass in her hand trembled violently.

Chu Xingyun looked at her face and continued: "Your daughter died of a high fever three years ago, when she was only three years old, your husband thought it was your responsibility, so he divorced you, but the signature on the death report It was the morning after your daughter died, where were you before?"

Liu Jiamin lowered her head, trembling all over.

Chu Xingyun said like a cold-blooded animal: "On the same day your daughter died, you had a miscarriage, and you were less than two months pregnant. At that time, where were you?"

Fu Yi couldn't listen anymore. The sad epic of a woman unfolded in front of him. Even though she was a criminal suspect, he couldn't cooperate with Chu Xingyun to give her a deeper stimulus. However, Chu Xingyun turned black, His mission and sense of responsibility forced him to temporarily cover up the brilliance of human nature and concentrate on digging into the dark side.

"Tell me where you were and why you didn't get your daughter to the hospital in time!"

Liu Jiamin raised her head suddenly, her eyes were red, and the cup in her hand was almost broken by her scratch: "I am the victim, why are you all accusing me? I am the victim!"

Chu Xingyun's tone suddenly became low and cold: "Oh? You are the victim, so who is the perpetrator?"

Liu Jiamin suddenly started grinning: "What's the use of telling you, your police are the watchdogs of the government!"

Chu Xingyun stared at her for a moment, his upper body suddenly leaned forward, his face was exposed to the light, and his dark eyes were burning with a dim fire.

"Is this your motive? Because you don't trust the police, you did it yourself. Are you revenge?"

Liu Jiamin's face was as white as snow, and there was a bloodstain on his lower lip bitten by her. His eyes full of hatred were nailed to his face like a row of blades.

Chu Xingyun looked at her, as if he was studying an inscrutable and meaningful painting: "I have always wondered why Wang Mingyuan, Xue Minhao, and Cheng Xun did not commit suicide but left suicide notes. I didn't know you until now. If you want to understand, it’s not a suicide note at all.”

"what?"

The lighter squeaked, Chu Xingyun lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, then exhaled thick white smoke heavily, and when the white smoke dissipated in front of him, he turned his gaze to the woman's face and pulled it away. With a smile on the corner of his lips, he said, "It's the homework assigned by the teacher."