After wearing the book, the richest man became my diehard fan

After hanging up the phone, Wen Zong looked at Wen Huahui, hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter?" Wen Zong couldn't hide it, especially when the other party looked at it so directly, Wen Huahui suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"...Brother Jing Yao called just now, saying that the police found Wen Junchen." Wen Zong told the truth.

"Take me to have a look." Wen Huahui was about to go out without saying a word.

"Grandpa!" Wen Zong stopped him, "I... I'll go and have a look first, and then I'll tell you what's going on, is that okay?"

Wen Huahui shook his head, as if he disagreed: "Cong Cong, you are a child who reports good news but not bad news, I have to go and see."

Wen Zong was speechless, so he could only call Tan Jingyao back, and the other party said that he would pick them up immediately.

"I'll be there in a while, please wait for me." Tan Jingyao didn't drive very far.

"Okay." Wen Zong nodded, "Grandpa also said to go."

"...Well." Tan Jingyao pondered, "Is it okay for Mr. Wen to go to Chongde County?"

Wen Zong glanced at Wen Huahui, knowing that according to the old man's stubbornness, he would definitely go: "Well, I will take care of it when the time comes."

"That's ok, you pack up a little bit, in case you don't come back in time at night, you may have to rest in Chongde County for another night." Tan Jingyao has already asked Tong Quan to book a hotel, and they should not be back until tomorrow if there is no accident.

"Okay." After talking on the phone with Tan Jingyao, Wen Zong explained a few words to Wen Huahui, and went back to the room to pack up the change of clothes needed for the night.

Not long after, the black Bentley reappeared outside Wen Zong's house.

Tan Jingyao helped Wen Zong to help Wen Huahui into the car, Wen Zong said hello to Aunt Yao, and the three went straight to Chongde County.

When they arrived in Chongde County, it was just after five o'clock, and it was summer now, and the sky was still bright, but it was probably going to rain soon, and it was extremely hot and stuffy.

After entering the police station, Wen Zong, who was relatively weak and didn't sweat easily, had beads of sweat on the tip of his nose.

Director Qu Yu had been waiting for them for a long time, and when he saw them coming, he led them into the reception room.

"Teacher." Qu Yu respectfully addressed Wen Huahui as teacher. Although he was Jin Liangce's student, everyone in the army knew that Jin Liangce and Wen Huahui were equal backbones and deserved respect.

"Where are people?" Wen Huahui went straight to the point.

"He is not here. Although he was found in the city, there is no way for you to meet him directly. This case has been transferred to the city police station. At present, the psychologist at the city bureau is providing psychological guidance for Wen Junchen." Qu Yu quickly explained, "The reason why I asked you to come here is because the psychological counseling will end later, and the interrogation will take the form of a three-party interrogation. The interrogation will be conducted by the chief of the Municipal Bureau, and we will listen online with Qiaoban County next door."

"Is there a video screen?"

"Yes." Qu Yu nodded, "Teacher Jin Liangce has already applied for the qualifications for the three of you to be an auditor, so don't worry, I will get through to you immediately after it starts later."

"Okay." Tan Jingyao nodded.

Wen Huahui captured the key point of his previous sentence: "Why do we need psychological guidance?"

"...that's how it is." Qu Yu glanced at Tan Jingyao and Wen Zong, guessing that they hadn't told Wen Huahui about Wen Junchen's current situation, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "When the police found Wen Junchen, he was talking nonsense all the time, and Deny all approach."

"But because he had a knife next to him, the police immediately put him under control. In order to conduct a normal interrogation, we had to first invite a psychologist to judge his mental state."

"If... I mean, if the mental state is abnormal and a normal interrogation cannot be carried out, then today..." Qu Yu didn't say clearly what he said next, but everyone knew it in their hearts.

If Wen Junchen's mental state is completely abnormal, and he does not have the ability to answer questions as a normal person, then the interrogation will naturally be impossible, and there will be no follow-up video calls or three-party interrogation.

Everyone was aware of the seriousness of this problem, and there was an unbearable silence in the reception room.

An hour later, when the sky was gradually getting darker, the city bureau finally received a communication message.

After Qu Yu answered the phone, joy appeared on his face, and while agreeing, he asked technicians to come in and connect the video communication.

Pointing to the three chairs next to him, Qu Yu said: "After the video communication is connected, please sit here, so that the video camera will not capture you."

"Because the three of you, especially Teacher Wen and Wen Zong, are family members of Wen Junchen, if you show your face, it may affect the interrogation process." Qu Yu explained.

"Okay." The three cooperated very well, and sat down on the other side as Qu Yu said.

After the video was officially connected, Wen Zong caught Wen Junchen sitting in the interrogation room with his hands handcuffed.

Wen Junchen has been missing for nearly two months, and he is still wearing the silver-gray long-sleeved suit he wore in May, which is very abnormal in the 37-degree high temperature weather.Under surveillance, he lowered his head, none of them could see his expression clearly.

The interrogation officially began after two interrogators opened the door and walked in, spreading out personal records and notebooks in front of them.

"Name."

"Wen, Wen Junchen."

"age."

"49."

"Profession."

"……Real estate developers."

"Where have you been since May NO.17?"

"Go, didn't go anywhere, just in Shanghe City..."

"What did you do in Shanghe City?"

"Didn't do anything, just hide."

"Why hide?"

Faced with this question, Wen Junchen chose to remain silent. The interrogator took a deep look at him and made a record in his notebook.

"What is your relationship with Li Donghui?"

"Remarried couple."

"When did you meet?"

"13 years ago..."

"Have you been living together since then?"

"No, she comes to see me occasionally."

"And what about her daughter?"

"I've been in her hometown, I didn't know we knew each other."

"Do you know where she is now?"

"do not know."

"Do you know why you are here?"

"……do not know."

Everyone could clearly notice the pause in his tone.

"At present, the police suspect that you and Li Donghui, who trafficked fake medicines and caused at least two lives, were accomplices."

Wen Junchen raised his head suddenly: "I didn't, I didn't do anything!"

"Don't rush to deny it, let's talk about the source of this knife." The interrogator took out the knife in the bag, which was carried with him when he found Wen Junchen.

"Buy whatever you want..." Wen Junchen turned his head away, refusing to answer the interrogator's questions directly.

"What about the purpose? Where do you plan to use it after you buy it?"

Wen Junchen remained silent.

"12 years ago, your ex-wife Yao Zhengya passed away in the Shanghe Municipal Hospital. According to relevant certificates from the hospital, Yao Zhengya suffered from long-term severe depression, coupled with the obvious 'suicide' marks on her wrist, and finally Yao Zhengya committed suicide due to depression. .”

"However, half a month ago, the police found a bottle of the same pills as Li Donghui bought in your private property in Shanghe City. The production date was exactly 12 years ago. It was covered with your and Li Donghui's Fingerprints, and another kind of incomplete fingerprints that are difficult to identify. Fortunately, this bottle of medicine is put together with a diary, which contains the complete process of you and Li Donghui committing crimes. Do you have any excuses?"

In front of Wen Junchen was an open diary. The police had done a handwriting comparison and confirmed that it was Wen Junchen's handwriting.

In the diary, I wrote in detail what happened on the day Yao Zhengya passed away 12 years ago, and every day after that, Wen Junchen's inner struggle and his inability to extricate himself from wealth.

"Is it like what you said in your diary, 12 years ago, you killed Yao Zhengya, and then cooperated with Li Donghui to fake the illusion of committing suicide by cutting your wrists, and people unknowingly attributed all this to Yao Zhengya's severe depression syndrome." The interrogator looked serious.

Wen Junchen shook his head frantically: "No, it's not like this..."

"I didn't mean to kill her. That day, that day, we had a fight over the company's investment. I didn't know why, but I pushed her by mistake, and she died suddenly."

"I originally wanted to call the police, but I was too scared. I have a great future and a lot of money that I haven't earned. I can't have an accident."

"In addition to being witnessed by Li Donghui at the time, I listened to Li Donghui's opinion in a panic and faked the scene as a suicide."

"The same goes for knives and knives. After the ambulance came, I, I hid it secretly. I was afraid of being discovered. If they were discovered, everything about me would be destroyed!"

"Li Donghui lied to me, that woman lied to me! I thought I killed the person by accident, but she drugged her! She wants to put the blame on me!" Wen Junchen shouted hysterically.

One of the interrogators quickly pressed the call bell on the table, and police officers came in immediately to restrain Wen Junchen.

"Finally, back to the original question, what have you been doing in Shanghe City for the past two months? Where is Li Donghui now?"

Wen Junchen struggled a few times, but did not break free, and gave up on himself: "What can I do? I've said it all, and hide."

"Also, don't try to find her, you won't find her."

The two interrogators looked at each other, stopped asking any more questions, and asked the police colleagues to take the person away.

This is the end of the interrogation.

Qu Yu called his colleagues, cut off the video, and then looked at Wen Zong and Wen Huahui: "Currently the city bureau is only searching for properties under Wen Junchen's personal name, and the medicine and diary were also found in private properties. The main property It is jointly owned by Wen Zong, you and Wen Junchen, if the police want to search it, they need your consent."

"The police will contact you again at that time, and I will tell you in advance."

"Okay." Wen Zong nodded.

After Qu Yu explained everything, he left the reception room alone for Wen Zong and the others to use temporarily, and then returned to his office to wait for the internal case analysis exchange meeting.

Tan Jingyao felt that under the current circumstances, it was not suitable for him to stay. This was a private matter of the Wen family, but he did not dare to go out, especially after revealing the real cause of Yao Zhengya's death, Wen Zong and Wen Huahui were not in the right mood.

In fact, Wen Zong already had expectations in his mind, so his mood swings were not so severe, but Wen Huahui's was not.

The old man has been guilty of Yao Zhengya's death until now, and now he has learned of these bastard things his own son has done. Apart from resentment, there is only indescribable sadness in his heart.

Wen Zong leaned over and hugged Wen Huahui, comforting softly: "Grandpa, it's okay, you still have me."

"Don't worry, I will definitely find Li Donghui, and I will definitely not let this matter end like this."

"Let's help mom discover the truth about what happened back then. Mom is so kind, and she will live a good life in heaven."

The author has something to say: the whole process of interrogation is made up, if there is something seriously unreasonable, please bring it up and I will change it~