spirits in throat

No matter how much Zhou Ye asked, Rong Zhao refused to say more.

He didn't say how he and He Yanyan met, where they met, how long they had known each other, and why they never contacted each other.

Except for the long paragraph at the beginning, he refused to say a word.

"Let's go, go to the interrogation room." Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao with an inhuman coldness in his eyes, "I now suspect that you are related to the 6.12 serial murder and dismemberment case."

Rong Zhao frowned, looked up at Zhou Ye, and said in a cold voice, "According to the regulations, citizens should be invited to assist in the investigation in the inquiry room."

Instead of bringing people into the interrogation room like interrogating prisoners.

Zhou Ye walked to his desk and played the five-second video taken on Jiufu Road the night before yesterday: "A citizen called the police, and there is a record of receiving the police. It's not too much to go to the interrogation room."

Seeing his figure in the video, Rong Zhao said calmly, "Okay, let's go."

Only then did he know why Zhou Ye always targeted him everywhere, followed him secretly, and deliberately got him under his nose to watch.

Zhou Ye led Rong Zhao out of the captain's office, Bai Xudong turned his head to see him, got up and followed.

Others didn't know about the suspicion on Rong Zhao, but Bai Xudong knew about it. He walked to Zhou Ye's side and asked in a low voice, "Why did you suddenly show your cards?"

Although the so-called hole cards are not ironclad evidence.But if it's really an ironclad evidence, then there's no need to deal with it. Rong Zhao, the suspect, has been arrested long ago.

Zhou Ye didn't answer Bai Xudong's question, he had his own considerations.

If Rong Zhao is not the murderer, he needs to clear up the suspicion on him first and dig out the secrets related to the murderer in him.

The lights in the interrogation room were turned on brightly. This is not the first time Rong Zhao entered the interrogation room. He simulated it in the police academy before. When he played the role of a criminal, no one could pry words out of his mouth, unless it was himself. willing to say.

Zhou Ye sat opposite Rong Zhao, the incandescent lamp made the man's skin look whiter, as if it had no temperature.

He knew that this was a tough one, and it was very difficult to pry his mouth open. What Zhou Ye didn't expect was that the other party opened his mouth.

This can only show that this case is so important to him that Zhou Ye succeeded in threatening to not allow him to participate in the investigation of the case without explaining clearly.

It can be seen from this that this case is much more important than the relationship between him and He Yanyan.

"He Yanyan and I met five years ago. We were both in the third year of high school, and we were in different schools." Rong Zhao's voice was very low, as if he didn't want to think about his past.

That was the winter closest to the college entrance examination.

With a bang, the lunch box in his hand was kicked away, the white rice was scattered all over the floor, and a few green vegetable leaves flew out of the plastic lunch box and fell to the ground.

"Just eat this," the three punks let out a piercing laugh, stomped on the rice grains on the ground with their toes, and spat with contempt on their faces, "It's so poor, my dog ​​won't even eat it."

Rong Zhao clenched his fist tightly, and hit the leader's eyes with one fist, and kicked the person next to him to the ground with another kick.

He kept his face sullen and didn't speak, and punched down until the back of his hand oozes blood, and the three of them were lying on the ground unable to get up from the beating.

Just because the girl one of them like wrote him a love letter, this group of people find fault with him every day.

The three of them scrambled and ran away. Rong Zhao bent down and picked up the lunch box on the ground. There was still half a box of clean food left in it. Although it was not full, it was better than starving.

"Your hand is bleeding," came a timid voice, "I have a Band-Aid here."

Rong Zhao looked up and saw a girl carrying a schoolbag. The school uniform was from the middle school next door.He picked up the lunch box and sat on the flower bed next to him, and waved his hands.

The girl sat next to Rong Zhao, she was too timid to get too close, there was a distance of two people in between.

Self-esteem made Rong Zhao unable to eat the food picked up from the ground in front of a girl. He was hungry and sullen, hoping that the other party would leave quickly, so that he would not see him eating food from the ground like a dog.

"Those people just bullied me and robbed me of pocket money," the girl hugged her schoolbag, as if she was going to stay here, she turned her head and glanced at Rong Zhao, fearing that the other party would be unhappy, so she only glanced at it He looked away, "I know you, you are from the middle school next door, and your grades are very good."

The girl came to open the zipper of her schoolbag, took out a math paper, and tentatively asked: "Can you tell me a problem, I can't solve it."

Rong Zhao originally wanted to refuse and scare the other party away.

But when he turned his head and looked over, and saw the mole under the girl's left eyelid, he seemed to have thought of something, and his heart was filled with emotions, and the words of refusal turned into a soft and good word.

After one question was finished, the girl took out a pink lunch box from her schoolbag: "I brought an extra copy that I couldn't finish eating, so please help me eat it. Just return the lunch box to me by this time tomorrow."

Afraid of being rejected, she put the insulated lunch box on the flower bed between the two of them, and ran away with her schoolbag in her arms.

Rong Zhao didn't move, and took a while to pick it up and open it. The rice was white, fluffy and fluffy, with a few sesame seeds sprinkled on it. The small compartment next to it was filled with green lettuce, potatoes and beef, and orange-yellow fried fish steaks.

The next day, the girl arrived as promised, took the empty lunch box and handed over a full one.Then he took out an English paper, with a bright smile, showing eight white teeth: "I didn't give it to you for nothing, give me a lecture."

The same goes for day three and day four.

The two don't have any contact information. Sometimes one person is late, and the other person waits, and they can always wait for the person to come, and they have never missed an appointment.

They don’t talk much, it mainly revolves around the lecture topic. Occasionally, the girl will complain that her mother is too nagging and her father is too serious, and she will talk about her future plans, saying that her greatest wish is to make money to buy a massage chair for her parents.

After more than half a year like this, the girl was never bullied by the gangsters again, and Rong Zhao never had cold food again.

The day before the college entrance examination, the girl told Rong Zhao that she would wait for him at the small flower bed after the examination was over.

She waited all summer until college started.

Rong Zhao never showed up.

The air conditioner was turned on in the interrogation room, and the temperature was a little low. After Rong Zhao finished speaking concisely, he sat down behind the chair: "That's how things are, is Team Zhou satisfied?"

Zhou Ye asked someone to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner, pushed forward the hot water in front of his desk, and looked at Rong Zhao: "You are using a scumbag script."

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye and pushed the water glass over: "No need."

"Don't worry," Zhou Ye held the water glass, "There is no poison in the water."

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye indifferently, without concealing his disgust: "You just took a sip."

Zhou Ye clicked his tongue lightly, then turned his head to ask the person next to him to refill a glass.

"So, you went out on a rainy night to find the murderer who took He Yanyan away." Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao, his expression looked loose, but his eyes were fixed on him, "Do you like her?"

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain that a person who had been separated for five years without any contact would suddenly appear and avenge her so persistently.

"You think so," Rong Zhao took a water glass handed over by a police officer and warmed it in his hand, "Do you have any questions from Captain Zhou?"

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao: "Since you like her, why did you miss the appointment after the college entrance examination and didn't even leave a contact information?"

Rong Zhao replied in Zhou Ye's words: "Because I am a cold-blooded boy."

Zhou Ye was persistent and spoke quickly: "Since you are cold-blooded, why are you so persistent in helping her find the murderer?"

This is a paradox. Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao with a hint of amusement in his eyes, waiting to see how the other party broke the situation.

Rong Zhao's patience was almost worn out by Zhou Ye. He took a sip of water and put the water glass on the table: "You just need to know that I'm not a murderer, so why bother?"

Zhou Ye felt that he was offended by Rong Zhao, and the tone of his words made him very uncomfortable: "I am your leader and the person in charge of the case, don't I have the right to control you?"

Rong Zhao met Zhou Ye's gaze, and his voice became cold: "Yes."

Zhou Ye was stabbed by Rong Zhao's gaze, and accidentally knocked over the glass on the table. With a "bang", the cup fell to the ground and broke.

A police officer knocked on the door and came in, handing Zhou Ye an alibi that had just been verified.

After Zhou Ye finished reading, he looked up at Rong Zhao: "Congratulations."

On the night Mi Qiong, Zhao Tian, ​​and He Yanyan disappeared, the surveillance camera on the street captured Rong Zhao's back. He had gone to a convenience store to buy things.

Because of his outstanding appearance, the cashier lady was very impressed with him and could prove that he was not at the scene of the crime.

Zhou Ye opened the door of the interrogation room himself, turned around, tilted his head and said, "Let's go, Officer Rong."

Rong Zhao walked past Zhou Ye without waiting for anyone, striding forward, with the words "Don't bother me, let alone mess with me" written all over his back, I'm not easy to mess with.

Ever since Zhou Ye saw Rong Zhao's alibi verification, a stone that had weighed on his heart was completely removed.

He looked at Rong Zhao who was gradually disappearing at the end of the corridor, then turned to Bai Xudong and said, "It's my fault, it's all my fault, I'm too spoiled for him."

Indeed, Bai Xudong had never seen Zhou Ye be so polite to a person who entered the interrogation room. He didn't even retort when he was dismissed, and finally opened the door himself.

Bai Xudong didn't know what to say, so he casually said, "That's right, don't get used to it."

The two returned to the office together, and Bai Xudong said, "The suspicion of murder on Rong Zhao has been ruled out. Regarding his relationship with He Yanyan, why is he so obsessed with this case? Is this paragraph credible?"

Zhou Ye pursed his lower lip, and said as he walked, "Let's go and see."

Zhou Ye had his own judgment, Rong Zhao didn't lie, he just concealed part of the truth.His past with He Yanyan was true, but his connection to the case was more than that.

Zhou Ye had seen Rong Zhao's records of asking for leave and skipping classes at the police academy. That person would try his best to go out every rainy night, wandering outside all night, and sneaking back at dawn the next day.

Behind this morbid paranoia there must be a powerful spiritual force as support. Zhou Ye is used to dealing with various criminals, so he knows the source of this force.

If it is not the abnormal psychological needs, it is the deep-seated hatred.

He Yanyan disappeared nine days ago, but Rong Zhao has been wandering in the heavy rain late at night for four or five years, and he has already started looking for the murderer.

Zhou Ye turned his head and said to Bai Xudong, "Look up the vicious cases that happened in Dongyu City on rainy nights in the past ten years, such as rape or murder, including the missing cases."

He paused and continued: "The victim should be the woman in red."

Bai Xudong hesitated for a moment and asked, "Captain Zhou, do you suspect that the murderer committed other crimes besides these three cases?"

Zhou Ye pursed his lower lip, but did not answer.

Bai Xudong quickly sorted out all the information: "It's all here. They are arranged according to the level of the cases, with the worst ones at the top and the bottom ones in order."

A stack of khaki file bags, new and old, some old ones have fluff and dust.

This volume is full of sins written in the world.

Zhou Ye picked up the top file. He was very familiar with this case, so he deservedly ranked first on the crime list.

This is an unsolved case that has been going on for six years, and it is the first of the top ten unsolved mysteries circulated within the public security system of Dongyu City.

The yellow file bag was covered with red stamps, and there was a line of black characters in Song Dynasty on it: "The case of closing the family and exterminating the family at the Banshan Villa in xxxx".

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