Criminal Investigation Files

"I did it all by myself." Zhong Qing lowered her head and said this sentence softly.

Nancheng Public Security Bureau, at 36:[-] p.m., Song Wen, who had just finished an interrogation, looked at the woman in front of him. The white light illuminated her completely, and Song Wen could clearly see that the hair on her forehead was not combed. With good hair, you can see the fine lines at the corners of her eyes. Her eyelashes are covered and cover those eyes.

After Song Wen asked Ma Minghui to explain all the facts, he heard the news that Zhong Qing had surrendered himself. He never expected this to happen. There were either no suspects in this case, or there were two suspects.He had doubted about Zhongqing before, but he didn't lock her in for some reasons. One of the reasons was that Zhongqing had an indifferent temperament, which made people think of four words - heart like ashes.She seemed to be a butterfly submerged in the water, floating with the waves, without even the strength to struggle.It was hard for him to imagine that this woman would stab the fatal knife.

She didn't have the passion to kill, and even her life was hopeless, and what was alive was just a shell.But now, this woman was sitting opposite him, without reservation, without a trace of resistance or defense, as if she had split her life and body apart and spread it out in front of others.

"You did the murder and dismemberment?" Song Wen asked.

Zhong Qing nodded slightly again.

"why?"

"I've wanted to kill him for a long time. There is no difference between my life at home and in prison." Zhong Qing took a breath and said, only at this time did her emotions show a wave of turmoil.

"Then you've been there for so long, why did you suddenly..."

"Because of the money." Zhong Qing raised her head, the expression on her face changed slightly, like a ghost with painted skin took off her virtuous skin, making Song Wen feel as if she didn't know this woman.

"I didn't give him any money. He transferred the 10 yuan by himself." She laughed at herself and added, "I'm such a vulgar person. If the feelings are gone, something must be left behind. He If you touch the money that was given to me, you will touch my life." The long-term depression has already made her extremely fragile and sensitive, and the provocative corners of her mouth made her look a little nervous.

"Tell me about the process of the incident."

"At around 08:30 that night, my son and I took a taxi to attend the cram school. I went to a small coffee shop nearby to kill time and found out that my bank card account had been transferred at around [-] o'clock in the evening... I was very angry. Before I remember that Lin Zhenghua rented a house in this community, so I ran over to argue with him. When talking about money, he was very excited, so I picked up a knife and stabbed him in the chest..."

"At that time, I was very scared and felt like a dream. I pretended to be nonchalant, went back to the coffee shop, waited until the cram school was over, picked up the child and took a taxi home, and then sneaked over at night to dispose of the corpse."

Zhong Qing stroked the hair hanging from his forehead: "My first reaction was to throw away the corpse, so I separated his corpse in the bathroom. But I found that even if it was separated, the human corpse was much bigger than I thought. The bigger one. I wanted to grind it up and flush it down the toilet, but the juicer was slow and couldn't extract the bones, so I only crushed the internal organs. I was afraid of the smell, so I used ice cubes Put it in the bathtub and change the water constantly. Later, I stewed the cut ribs and threw them downstairs before dawn, along with some knives and washed and shredded clothes..." Zhong Qing said calmly Speaking of all this, the speed of speech became faster and faster, as if she had returned to that rental house and the scene.

"Then I rinsed off the marks I left and realized I probably didn't have the time and energy to completely destroy the body. I've been terrified for days."

There are many details that have not been disclosed to the public. She can tell it, which means that the person in front of her is probably the murderer, or at least she has been to the scene of the crime and may be one of the accomplices.

"We met in the morning, why didn't you tell the truth then." Song Wen asked again.

"Before... I still had some fluke mentality, but later... I think it's only a matter of time before I'm discovered by you." Zhong Qing suddenly turned her head and looked at the glass beside her, her gaze seemed to be able to penetrate That layer of fog fell on Lu Siyu's body. Her secret was discovered, and after hastily made up for it, she became more and more uneasy. She had no choice but to change her plan and take the initiative to attack. Did not tell her secret.

"What else do you have to explain?" Song Wen was a little puzzled by her actions.

"Ours is a family dispute. Can we apply for a reduced sentence if we surrender?" Zhong Qing looked away and looked up at Song Wen.

"You should write down all the relevant circumstances first. If you explain more and have a better attitude, the judge will consider it at his discretion." Song Wen was speaking, but it was still hard to imagine that the calm woman in front of him was the murderer.

The police station at [-] o'clock in the afternoon does not have the tranquility of ordinary companies before work. When Song Wen came out of the interrogation room, Fu Linjiang said to him: "Lao Jia and Zhu Xiao have brought Guo Zai here. I probably ask After a while, that kid did all the tricks, similar to what Ma Minghui said before, extortion exists, but he probably didn't do the murder and dismemberment."

Song Wen hummed, and didn't seem to be listening. He went straight to his desk, opened his chair and sat down.

Everyone else in the office was relaxed at this moment. Lao Jia took the document signed by Zhong Qing and said: "The case is closed, the case is closed, everyone is happy, and you can go home and sleep well after get off work today."

Zhu Xiao also teased: "This time it really went smoothly, and now, Team Tian is probably going to lose face."

Song Wen has caught Zhong Ai, but has no sense of accomplishment.

Every time he solves a case, he seems to approach some people's lives. From a stranger, he checks various materials step by step, interrogates over and over again, and becomes a familiar person, although this familiarity is hostile.

What kind of family is this?A homosexual director who looks good on the surface, but actually hides secrets; a gay wife who looks like a good wife and mother, but is actually full of hatred;

There are no innocent people.

In any case, when a crime is committed, there is a price to be paid.

But he felt that there was something wrong with this case.

Song Wen raised his head and looked at Lu Siyu through the glass in the office. He had already summarized all the interrogation records. At this time, he lowered his head and was flipping through a book he bought at noon in his hand. , those unfathomable, expressionless black eyes stared at the book in his hand.

From Song Wen's point of view, you can see half of the title of the book—Suspect X...

In an instant, Song Wen's eyes widened suddenly, and the knot in his mind was instantly opened.

He went out to the corridor and made a phone call. When he came back, he greeted a few people and said, "A team of people is here, and we have a meeting in the small conference room."

A few people were waiting there to get off work. Seeing Song Wen's reaction, they didn't know what their leader was going to do.

As soon as he entered the conference room, Song Wen said: "I checked, Lin Shang and Zhong Qing appeared in the English cram school that day, but Lin Shang was late for a while...it was around [-]:[-], and the tutor from that cram school The address is very close to the place where the victim was killed, just one neighborhood away."

"So?" Fu Linjiang didn't understand what he meant. He didn't know what it had to do with Lin Zhenghua's murder.

"The progress of solving this case is too fast. We have been confused about what the murderer is going to spend so much time on?" Song Wen asked again.

"This..." Everyone else was at a loss for words, only Lu Siyu stood behind them, his expression was indifferent, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"Anyway, I've admitted what it's called Zhongqing, and the details are all right. How can anyone admit to being the murderer?" Old Jia said again.

Song Wen smiled wryly: "Yeah, how can anyone identify themselves as a murderer? Unless it's to cover up someone." After he finished speaking, he erased the clues of the case they had listed before on the whiteboard in the conference room, "We sorted out the clues before. There are many things that don’t match the case, but what if the time and place of the crime are false?”

"What does it mean to be fake?" Zhu Xiao was puzzled.

"We got a piece of information at the earliest. The deceased's car was parked in the underground garage of the community around 08:30 in the evening. It was the monitoring that disrupted our sight." Song Wenlianzhu said, and then he waved his hand, " Lu Siyu, come here and draw a timeline on this whiteboard."

Lu Siyu was called suddenly, he was stunned for a few seconds before he stepped forward, picked up the whiteboard marker, drew a vertical line on the whiteboard, and then started marking.

"We now know that the deceased took money from the ATM at around 07:30 p.m. Guo Zai and Ma Minghui blackmailed him by asking him to put the money in a school bag in the corner of a Pizza Hut restaurant and then go to pick it up. I guess, Lin Zhenghua saw Guo Zai this time. On the way back, Lin Zhenghua recalled that he had met Guo Zai at Ma Minghui's place, and went back to confront Ma Minghui. If Ma Minghui hadn't lied, the confrontation and conflict between him and Lin Zhenghua might have arrived at a quarter past seven. At [-]:[-], Lin Zhenghua determined that it was Ma Minghui who blackmailed him, and the two had quarrels and conflicts, and Ma Minghui left. Then we learned that at [-]:[-] p.m., the deceased’s car stopped in Yuting Huayin, which seems to be the case. It is consistent with Zhong Qing going to see Lin Zhenghua and killing him afterwards."

On the blackboard, Lu Siyu recorded very quickly, as if he knew what Song Wen was thinking, and marked all the time and events on it.

"But what if Zhongqing lied?" Song Wen took the pen from Lu Siyu's hand and drew a circle between 07:30 and 08:30, "During this period, the deceased Where did you go?"

"Could it be that..." At this point, Fu Linjiang seemed to finally understand what Song Wen meant.

"Before we only had the off-duty time of the deceased and the surveillance video of the withdrawal. I made a bold assumption that the deceased did not drive today for some reason. At 08:30, the deceased was already dead. The car just transported the deceased's body. Come here..." Song Wen was talking, and drew a triangle next to him, marking his home, company, and Yuting.

"The deceased went home in the middle hour?! Home is where he was killed?" Fu Linjiang suddenly realized.

"But if she was killed at home, I don't believe she can drag the corpse!" Lao Jia shouted, and after analyzing this, he still hadn't followed Song Wen's train of thought.

"So she has an accomplice, or she is just an accomplice." Song Wen took a step back as he spoke, looking at the case in front of him. At this moment, the whole process became much clearer.

"We've been wrong all along, because the murderer and the mutilator are not the same person at all."

Song Wen straightened out everything and concluded: "I think that Zhong Qing does those things not to destroy the corpses, but to disturb our sight to the greatest extent, so that we can make mistakes about the time, place, and cause of death of the deceased. judgment."

She dismembered the body with hatred for that man, but she was sane, with a missing stomach, a missing heart, soaked in water, and repeatedly used ice water, like a disordered insanity, but It is every step that destroys the traces on it, making it impossible for forensic doctors and physical evidence to make correct judgments.

Because the time is false, the location is also false.

After sorting out all his thoughts, Song Wen walked into the interrogation room where Zhong Qing was locked up, and Zhong Qing was still sitting there, seemingly in the same posture as when Song Wen left last time.

"Did Lin Zhenghua die at your home that day, and then you drove the body to that rented house, and then dismembered the body." Song Wen asked directly.

Zhong Qing looked up in surprise: "Officer Song, what are you talking about? I can't drive at all."

"You don't know how to drive, but your son Lin Shang can. Lin Shang is still underage and doesn't have a car book, but Lin Zhenghua taught him before." Song Wen still remembers the relationship between Lin Shang and Lin Zhenghua when he was at home. Group photos, one of which was taken by the car, he continued to point out the loopholes in Zhong Qing’s words, “Besides, when normal people hear the question I asked you, they would immediately deny that their home is the place where the crime happened, while Will not give details of not being able to drive."

At that moment, Zhong Qing's face changed, as if a bullet had hit her heart, making her crumbling.

"You are left-handed. When Lin Zhenghua met you face to face, he should have been stabbed in the right chest. Lin Zhenghua was not killed by you, but by your son Lin Shang. You dismembered the body and destroyed the To confuse the time and location of the crime, just to make an alibi for your son in the cram school. In order to prevent the police from continuing to investigate, you turned yourself in, wanting to take the blame for your son, and hope that the case will end.” Song Wen said Every step of the way.

Zhong Qing lowered her head and pursed her lips, and stopped talking, but her eyes dimmed.

"It doesn't matter if you don't speak now. Someone from us has searched your home and arrested Lin Shang. Everything will come to light soon." After Song Wen finished speaking, it was six o'clock and it was time to get off work. At this moment, he finally found the real culprit, turned around and walked out, relieved.

The door was closed in front of Zhong Qing, and she sighed as if she had come to life. She hated Lin Zhenghua, but the child was innocent, and she had always loved her son very much.After the incident, she still neglected it. When she and Lin Shang put Lin Zhenghua's body in the suitcase in a panic, they forgot to put his shoes on...

The pair of leather shoes that belonged to Lin Zhenghua, when Song Wen and Lu Siyu visited her home last time, still kept the direction of entering the door...

People say that she lives up to her name, she is called Zhongqing, and she has fallen in love at first sight in her whole life.She disregarded her parents' opposition and married Lin Zhenghua, and since then she has fallen into the endless hell.

The fact that Lin Zhenghua is gay has always been hidden from their son Lin Shang by both husband and wife.But that day when Lin Zhenghua returned home angrily and vented his anger on her, the two of them accidentally mentioned the tens of thousands of dollars and the fact that Lin Zhenghua was living with a man outside during the quarrel. When she came out and asked Lin Zhenghua if she was gay, she knew that the family was over.

For a long time, the image of his father in his heart was shattered. The collapsed Lin Shang stabbed the knife into his father's chest. Zhong Qing and him transported the body to the rental house, and then did what she had done thousands of times in her dreams. That man was cut to pieces.