when you stare into the abyss

Chapter12

The wall clock in the living room was removed, and as Nie Zhiyan expected, the hole behind it led directly to Wang Bin's father's room.There are witnesses and evidence, the motive for committing the crime, and the conditions for committing the crime. It seems that all the evidence points to Wang Bin.

"He is not the murderer." Wan Tong lifted the old cloth curtain, and decisive words came out of her throat, "Or, Wang Bin has an accomplice."

The people in the room turned their eyes to the girl at the same time. "I did it." The door of the living room was pushed open with a creak. The man wearing glasses and holding an eight-year-old boy in his arms put down the child, and said to the woman beside him, "Bring Mao Mao into the house."

He limped, picked a stool and sat down without haste.

"Officer, I confess, I killed Lin Shengfu."

Reflexively, Ma Zhao took out a pen and started recording.

Wang Bin started with Lin Shengfu's arrears of wages: "Because we believed in Lin Shengfu's character, we made a verbal agreement that they would pay me the money as soon as the settlement was made out of court. The 10 yuan was for the child's surgery. But he not only refused to pay, but also took the opportunity to fire me and find someone to beat me, and his leg was disabled because of it, so I hated him so much that I wanted to kill him a long time ago."

"Please continue to explain the process of committing the crime." Ma Zhao said.

"On Maomao's birthday, two friends came to my house to drink and chat. After drinking until 9 o'clock, I left with an excuse, killed Lin Shengfu and buried his body, and then went home to adjust the time to create an alibi. After they left, I was afraid that things would be exposed. , Dig out the body, drive it to Liuyang Village, West District, Binnan City, and burn it."

"What's the license plate number of the kit car?" Wan Tong checked the car, and it was a kit car.

"Jiang BHE329."

"This car was refueling at the Xiaojiabian gas station on the night of the 2nd. The driver is not you. How do you explain?" The girl continued to ask.

"Well, that's because my legs and feet are inconvenient, so I hired a replacement driver." Wang Bin's nails were deep, and he unconsciously picked the flesh on his knees, with a nervous expression. In fact, he seldom lied. What a lie against my will, even breathing is fighting against myself.

Wan Tong realized from the man's eyes that he obviously wanted to help the murderer take the blame, and threw out two printed photos, feeling a little emotional: "Wang Bin, you have an old man, a young man, and a wife who just had a miscarriage. Who can let you help him take the blame?"

"I..." Mentioning the weakness of his family, Wang Bin's eyes instantly turned red.

The child in the room began to cry because of the fright. Wang Bin's wife held him, rested her chin lightly on the child's head, patted his back with her right hand, and shed tears uncontrollably.

It was the first time for the old man to hear about it, and he blushed immediately. He picked up a bench from behind Nie Zhiyan and was about to rush over, but was stopped by two sisters.

"Old man, don't worry, our police will not let people take the blame for nothing, we must investigate clearly." Nie Zhilan grabbed the stool from his hand to calm her emotions.

"Dog, rabbit, bastard, if you dare to leave us father and three to go to prison, I will die for you right away. You, you, huh? Didn't you think about Mao Mao? There is a father who kills people and eats through labor, He will never be able to lift his head!" The old man became more and more anxious, almost out of breath, propped his hands on the wall, and coughed.

"Dad." Wang Bin bit his lower lip and remained silent.

Outside the house, the neighbors watching were noisy and discussing a lot. The boy in the black short shirt crossed the cordon at some point. Before the police had time to pull him back, he ran into the living room and knelt down in front of Wang Bin.

"Ah, ah, ah." He firmly held Wang Bin's hand, pointed at Nie Zhilan for a while, knelt down for a while, and made a murderous gesture of wiping his neck for a while.

When he was dancing, Wan Tong observed him carefully, she found the two moles behind the boy's ears, the position and arrangement were exactly the same as the photo.

Wang Bin shook his head and refused, trying to pull him up, but the boy kowtowed three times to him, tears and snot mixed together.He said "ah, ah" twice, grabbed the pen from Ma Zhao's hand, and wrote quickly.

"I killed the man, and it has nothing to do with Uncle Wang. That woman wants to investigate the case, so I plan to punish her."

It turned out that on the first day Nie Zhilan came to Leilong County, Wang Bin and Yang Fan sat at the table behind her when she was eating noodles at the noodle restaurant in the early morning.They could hear all the details of the chat between the woman and the couple.Yang Fan wanted to attack Nie Zhilan that night, but he saw that she was holding a pistol on her waist, and other policemen came quickly, so he gave up.I followed Nie Zhilan for the next few days, and just saw her going downstairs alone tonight, wearing plain clothes and without a gun around her waist, so she planned to do nothing, but she didn't know that it was Nie Zhiyan.

"I killed someone, drove the corpse up the mountain, and hurried down the mountain, met Uncle Wang, and told him to pass by."

The soil in Ximeng Mountain is thin, and Wang Bin decided to cover it up for him, not wanting to ruin Yang Fan's future.After sending their friend away, the two transported the body to the West District for incineration. Taking chances, the place is sparsely populated, and if no one reported the crime, they would be fine.If found out, he took off Lin Shengfu's clothes and hid them at home, with the purpose of helping Yang Fan take the blame.Then Yang Fan was asked to identify him, remove the boy's suspicion, and deliberately adjust the time of the wall clock to make an alibi, all of which pointed the finger at himself.

Nie Zhilan brought a pen, and just about to write on the paper, the boy handed her the written word.

"I can hear you when you talk." The woman looked into his ear and saw a brand new hearing aid.

Nie Zhilan's face darkened: "Yang Fan, why did you kill Lin Shengfu?"

The boy sat down on the ground, cross-legged, and wrote earnestly: "Boss Lin is dishonest, damn it; fire Uncle Wang, damn it; 10 yuan is the money Uncle Wang gave me for my surgery. I didn't have to rely on hearing aids, so damn him."

"Wrong, son, Lin Shengfu was hospitalized with a heart attack during that time, and other things were handled by others. He worked hard from your Wanyuan Township and donated a lot of money to build a school. You should know this. He is the same as your Uncle Wang. He has sponsored countless left-behind children in the past ten years, and he is a good person."

After the boy heard this, his expression began to change obviously, and his eyes became colder and colder: "He also asked someone to beat Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang was sick, and the second baby was lost."

"Yang Fan, Boss Lin also has a daughter who is about the same age as you. She is going to take the college entrance examination tomorrow. Your behavior is tantamount to making her fall into endless pain." Wan Tong thought of Lin Yueyue, even though he felt that the boy had Poor, but more hateful, conflicts can be resolved in many ways, why choose to kill?

Wang Bin took out a tissue, wiped away the tears and snot on Yang Fan's face, pulled him up and sat down at the desk to write, and narrated to Wan Tong word by word: "Officer, Yang Fan has no father or mother when he was a child, relying on his grandma When I was growing up, my wife took him to read and write, and later sent him to study during the compulsory education period. The child was born with low self-esteem, and was bullied by many peers, so he could only hide. But fortunately, he is smart and sensible, and his grades have always been among the best. 15 He was admitted to a key high school in the county at the age of [-]. But because of a serious illness at the beginning of this year, the root cause of the disease was that I taught the child to learn to hide himself, and occasionally pretend to be crazy, so no one would dare to bully him again."

"I know that Yang Fan is guilty, but since he is young and there is a 60-year-old grandma at home, I hope you can give him a lighter sentence, okay?" The man limped and moved two steps, looking at the standing man All the police officers clasped their hands together and interceded for the boy.

Nie Zhilan immediately responded to him: "We can't decide this matter, the law will not show mercy, but Yang Fan surrendered himself, so he should take it into consideration."

"Yang Fan has just turned 18. How did he get his driver's license?" Ma Zhao, who was in charge of recording, had to figure out every detail of the case. He waited for Wang Bin to stand firm before asking.

"The child has been learning to drive with me since he was a child. In the first two months, the village has a policy to assist the disabled. It took him more than a month to get his driver's license."

"On the second day after the incident, you sent a recording to Zheng Hailian via WeChat, didn't you?"

"Yes, Boss Lin often travels on business. I want to wait for his family to report the crime later. The longer the time passes, the harder it will be to find the body." Wang Bin told the truth, knowing everything without saying anything.

Nie Zhilan lowered her head and covered her face, thought for a moment, then raised her head, and signaled to the police beside her that she could take her away.

"Okay, come back to the police station with us, we need to add more details, and the interrogation will continue tomorrow." Zhu Fang took out the handcuffs and stepped forward, handcuffing Yang Fan's hands and Wang Bin's hands.

The boy was shocked, and looked at Zhu Fang with an incredulous expression, "Ah, ah, ah" from his throat, expressing his resistance.

Nie Zhilan knew what he was resisting, and added Zhu Fang's words: "Wang Bin helped you complete the murder during the whole process, and the procuratorate will also file a public prosecution according to law. As for the final sentence, I don't know."

Zhu Fang, Ma Zhao and another policeman escorted them into the car, Wan Tong and Nie Zhilan followed.Before leaving, Nie Zhiyan turned back to the small room, took out a fruit candy from his pocket and stuffed it into the little boy's clenched fist, bent his eyebrows, touched his head, and said in a gentle tone: "Maomao, dad help He has helped many people who have difficulties, and he will always be your role model."

In the dark of night, Nie Zhilan went back to the Wanyuan Township Police Station to explain the final work. Leilong County sent a policeman back to Binnan with them to assist in the work.

Wan Tong, Nie Zhiyan, Nie Zhilan and another policeman were in a car.Halfway through the drive, Nie Zhiyan was already sound asleep. The girl looked at the college entrance examination information on the phone screen in front of her, and as if she suddenly thought of something, she leaned over and patted Nie Zhilan on the shoulder in the co-pilot seat.

"Nie team, Nie team."

"what?"

"Xiao Wan sit down first, the curve ahead is sharp." The policeman who was driving reminded her.

But the words were not finished. Due to the turn, the girl did not stand firmly, driven by inertia, she quickly fell to the right and sat in the arms of the woman on the far right.

The next moment, before she could react to what happened, a violent growl resounded through the night sky: "Wan Xiaotong!"