slip through the net [criminal investigation]

He was suffering from tuberculosis. After he died, he didn't even set up a monument. Anyway, one was buried and the other was buried, so I planned to help move his younger brother to Lancheng and bury them together.Xiao Sheng is also a nice guy, I believe he won't mind. "

Xie Lin couldn't help but asked again: "What do you think?"

"what?"

"When you made up your mind to kill him, what did you think? For more than 20 years, you raised him with your own hands, and you watched him grow from a baby to an indomitable man, but you killed him! He is not you Did Mom trade her life for it?"

"The price of changing him is not only my mother, but also my two younger sisters who were forcibly brought in and sent away! Did I give my consent when my mother risked her life to replace him?"

Her voice suddenly rose, she frowned tightly, and the expression on her face instantly turned ferocious, and then she quickly relaxed, laughing like a ghost, "Do you know why I raised him with my own hands? Because I didn't Existence, the Ma family doesn't have any eldest daughters, but what the Ma family does have is the younger sister of the young master.

The day my mother died, I knew that I had to rely on my younger brother to survive. Are you talking about the love between siblings?So haven't I lived for more than 20 years in vain? "

Xie Lin suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness flooding his heart like a tide, and it was very uncomfortable. On the cold metal table, there was only Ma Sheng's mobile phone case, still smiling warmly and fragrantly, as hot as a soldering iron, so he had to stretch out his hand. Dial and cover the phone.

"It's a 'she', not a 'he'. "

Ma Qiong stopped, stood at the door and looked at him, and he said immediately: "At that time, I went to your father Ma Kang, and when I told him the news of your brother's death, he blurted out and shouted your name.

He kept repeating things like "she is a good boy, I killed her", I always thought he meant that Ma Sheng was a good boy, he made too many enemies and indirectly killed his son, But now I understand that this "she" is not "he", and this "she" is referring to you. When he heard about Ma Sheng's accident, he realized that it was you who did it, and he also realized that it was him who hadn't done enough. It was the responsibility of being a father that pushed you all the way to this ending. You said that he only had his son in his heart.But in the end, he chose to let his son be wronged and protect your daughter. "

He let out a long breath and stared into her eyes: "Majun, you have always been the "good boy" in his mouth, always.It's just that you didn't give him a chance to make up for it. You personally killed the last two people who loved you deeply in this world, and they are also the only two. "

Ma Qiong paused, and then smiled brightly: "If there is no debt from the beginning, what do we need to make up for?"

Then, stepping on expensive high-heeled shoes, he pushed open the door and gradually disappeared into the silent Lancheng Public Security Bureau in the middle of the night.

Ying Cheng snorted and said, "Our Chinese culture is extensive and profound."

Lu Weiwei next door finally recovered from the shock, shuddered, turned around and rushed into the interrogation room: "Captain! Do you just let her go?"

"Otherwise, do you have evidence?"

She choked, her eyes widened, and she hesitated for a long time before saying, "But...we...we all know she did it!"

"Know it? Just because we all know it, we can't convict people."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his hair again, sighed, and then continued: "The whole team of economic investigations attacked and turned Tianma Entertainment's account upside down. They didn't even find out any suspicious accounts, and Feng Xiaoyue's old mobile phone was also found." I couldn’t find it, the new phone didn’t come in handy, the two of them didn’t have any contact, and Ma Qiong’s call records were clean, so how did the two of them connect?”

Xie Lin only felt that his head hurt even more, and he was very tired. He leaned back, and his whole body was pillowed on the back of the chair: "Yingcheng, we have investigated a case without a leader..."

"I don't believe it, she can really do it without leaving any clues, Gu Zai! Check it out for me! Ask a group of people to cast a wider net, and dig out her and Feng Xiaoyue's eighteen generations of ancestors for comparison. Yes, I don't believe I can't hold her by the tail!"

Gu Yuzhe slipped quickly with oil on the soles of his feet: "I'm going right away!"

"Let's go. Go to interrogate He Yang. Besides Ma Sheng, we still have Feng Xiaoyue's justice to seek."

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The arrest operation this time was too big, with nearly a hundred people up and down, and the entire city bureau was full overnight. However, a backbone-level figure like He Yang would still receive special treatment, such as in this case , and assigned him a separate interrogation room.

Although Xie Lin and Ying Cheng were both well-dressed, He Yang was obviously worse. When Ying Cheng beat him up, he didn't show any sympathy, and greeted whatever he caught. As a result, not only did he have bandages on his face and hands, Half of his face was swollen like a pig's head.

He didn't even bother to take the documents, so he slapped the table carelessly, pointed at He Yang and cut straight to the point: "You are holding guns and weapons, plus drug trafficking and organized prostitution, plus assaulting the police and intentionally hurting people, He Yang, you are dead Don't waste my time, I have something to say, I still have dozens of your brothers to interrogate, I don't have time to chat with you."

He Yang rolled his eyes and didn't speak. This face like a pig's head was even more ugly.

Xie Lin then went on to say: "The laws of our country are very humane now, and the death penalty will not be imposed lightly. In your current situation, the circumstances are particularly serious and the impact is particularly bad. Generally speaking, the immediate execution of the death penalty is not negotiable, but you I know, there are nearly a hundred people in your whole gang, and every crime is not light compared to yours. In contrast, one less you is quite a lot.

But... We only have one chance to commute the sentence, you decide, or I leave it to others, you decide for yourself. "

"Stop talking nonsense, sentence me to death, don't try to pick a word out of my mouth!"

Yingcheng said "hey": "I really don't care if you say it or not. Anyway, I have all the evidence, and you can be honest. If you don't say it, I can sentence you to death. I almost beat you to death." I kill this, I wish you shut up.

However, I'm still curious about something. Let me ask you, a talented person, what exactly do you think about making Feng Xiaoyue like this, huh? "

After speaking, he took a photo of Feng Xiaoyue's scene on the table.

The photos of the scene are usually full of blood and gore, which can make people's scalp tingle with shock, or disgust people's stomach, so they hardly let people see the photos of the scene directly.

But this photo of Feng Xiaoyue has some "Oriental Sleeping Beauty" beauty feeling in a trance.

However, when he thought of the body of a prostitute wrapped under the gentle and elegant jade white cheongsam, the beauty suddenly became weird.

However, He Yang looked at it, but suddenly smiled, pointing to the photo and asked, "Did I kill her?"

"Otherwise? Your fingerprints are all on the murder weapon. She died from an overdose in the city that never sleeps, and the city that never sleeps was found from your house. How else can someone frame you?"

Xie Lin's back suddenly shivered, and he glanced back at Ying Cheng quietly. An ominous premonition shot up from the bottom of his feet to Tianling Gai. As soon as the word "framed" came out, it seemed to lead him out of a forest. Followed by another deeper and more complicated swamp.

Feng Xiaoyue's body and all the items on her body were completely clean, no DNA, no fingerprints, except for the murder weapon stuffed into her genitals, only the syringe was covered with He Yang's fingerprints, and this is exactly the conclusion He Yang is the ironclad evidence of the murderer.

Then, why did he remember to wash Feng Xiaoyue, her clothes and jewelry, and even the carpet that wrapped her, but he forgot to clean the syringe that was enough to convict her, and even sewed the evidence into it? dead body?

However, before his doubts were settled, He Yang laughed and slapped the table vigorously, and readily admitted: "Okay, I did it, and I killed it. What's the matter, sentence me to death!"

"Where did you throw the furniture in your box 203?"

"I forgot."

"Then let me remind you..." Ying Cheng said as he took a screenshot of the surveillance near the corpse dumping place on the table. In the picture, the back of his small broken pickup truck contained those furniture, "You See for yourself, is this you?"

He Yang didn't even look at it, and laughed like a beating: "I don't remember."

"You don't remember, do you? What about your car? Where did you leave it? Or did you lend it to someone?"

"do not know."

Ying Cheng didn't change his face, and stood up gently: "Can you tie a surgical knot?"

He Yang let out an "ah".

So he patted Xie Lin on the shoulder, stood up and walked out together, leaving He Yang, who was on the verge of death and burdened with guilt, laughing wildly in the cold interrogation room.

21. Unknown

Yingcheng's shoulders slumped, and he put his hands in his pockets: "It wasn't him. Even if drug trafficking and sex trafficking have something to do with him, at least Feng Xiaoyue didn't kill him."

"But... who will frame him?"

He Yang's misdeeds are already full of ironclad evidence, but now he regards crimes as honors, and he can admit as many crimes as a hero. Just the testimonies provided by the rescued women who have lost their way, there is much more to be sentenced to death.So, is it necessary to frame him?

Or……

Just picked a random scapegoat for myself that seemed appropriate?

Ying Cheng suddenly picked up his steps and left: "Let's go, find Ye Qingzhou."

"Why are you looking for him?"

"Retrial Zheng Yuanfeng!"

"You doubt him?"

"People like He Yang know that they are doomed, and they don't care how many cases they have on their backs. They wish they could get a few more cases, but Zheng Yuanfeng won't. That old fox is much smarter than He Yang."

Xie Lin didn't speak.