I am a super cop

Chapter 904 Family Heirloom

Interrogation room two.

Wan Xiaojuan was fidgeting. Of course, she would not tell the police the fact that she had hemorrhoids recently.

Looking at Gu Chen's younger brother, who was still at the drinking table a few hours ago, now he has transformed into a policeman of the Furong branch.

Wan Xiaojuan was a little confused, and even felt that she must have drunk too much.

But the environment doesn't lie...

In the interrogation room, various public security signs convinced her that she was really in the interrogation room of the police station, and the few policemen in front of her were definitely not playing cosplay.

"Name." Gu Chen turned the pen with his right hand and asked her with his head up.

"Wan... Wan Xiaojuan, brother Gu Chen, oh no, didn't Officer Gu know about it?"

"Routine, I ask you what you answer, understand?"

Gu Chen's working state and his usual state of gathering with friends seem to be a bit different.

In Wan Xiaojuan's view, Gu Chen, who works hard, is handsome.

"Oh, then I know." Wan Xiaojuan nodded.

"Report your ID number," Gu Chen said.

"Hmm, the ID number is..."

According to Gu Chen's request, Wan Xiaojuan reported her personal information.

After Gu Chen completed these records, he asked her: "Ms. Wan, let me ask you, Liao Fan and Liao planner, did you come to Jiangnan City with you?"

"No." Wan Xiaojuan shook her head.

"Tell me about the specific situation." Lu Weiwei who was beside Gu Chen asked.

"Just...he said that he has some personal matters and may be late, so let's come to Jiangnan City first."

"So how did you meet in Jiangnan City?" Gu Chen asked again.

Wan Xiaojuan hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "He booked a hotel for us. After we got off the high-speed train, we moved our luggage into the room."

"And Liao Liao said that he has something to do temporarily, and he may return to the hotel around noon. Let us discuss the details of the cooperation with the screenwriter team in Jiangnan City, and communicate with him after returning to the hotel."

"Did Liao Fan book the hotel in advance?" Gu Chen frowned slightly, looked up at Wan Xiaojuan and said, "Then yesterday or the day before yesterday, you stayed in Shanghai, right?"

"That's right, I've been staying in Shanghai and preparing to cooperate with the screenwriting team."

"That is to say, you didn't see Liao Fan yesterday or the day before yesterday?" Officer Wang also asked.

Wan Xiaojuan said "hmmm" twice: "That's right, but I don't know what Plan Liao is doing, it seems to be involved in some personal affairs."

"However, he told me that he has already booked a hotel for us in Jiangnan City, and we can check in after getting off the high-speed rail, which is very convenient."

"I also asked him where he was, and he said that his friends in Shanghai were hospitalized, so it might delay some time."

"However, I reminded him that he must rush to Jiangnan City this morning to meet with our team and discuss the project with the screenwriting team. He said yes, and he will do his best."

Looking up at Gu Chen, Wan Xiaojuan also shrugged: "So Officer Gu also knows what will happen next. We didn't wait for Liao Fan in Jiangnan City. He said he didn't get an earlier ticket, so it might be in Arrive in Jiangnan City around noon."

"But in order not to delay the project negotiation with Jiangnan City's screenwriting team, he let us take full responsibility and told me the company's psychological expectations."

"So as long as the screenwriter team in Jiangnan City does not make excessive demands, we will agree, and then wait for him to come to Jiangnan City, read the contract, and then send an email to the head office, and wait for the confirmation from the head office before 6 p.m. "

After recording these situations, Gu Chen nodded slightly, feeling that this was in line with his expectations.

That's right, Liao Fan did not come to Jiangnan City with Wan Xiaojuan's team, and even these two days, Wan Xiaojuan's team had no contact with Liao Fan at all.

And all the hotel arrangements were planned by Liao Fan.

If this is the case, then you can understand what Liao Fan said, that he ran into his old friend, deputy curator Bao, in the hotel.

But in Gu Chen's view, it was more like Liao Fan's own plan.

It is impossible to meet by chance, and it may not be possible to meet by chance in this life. It is true that it is planned in advance.

"That is to say, did you meet Liao Fan face to face at noon after you got in touch with the screenwriter team?" Gu Chen asked.

Wan Xiaojuan nodded: "To be precise, it should be around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, as I remember."

"Understood." After recording these, Gu Chen took the notebook and walked up to Wan Xiaojuan: "Let's sign here."

"Oh, good." Wan Xiaojuan obeyed.

Gu Chen then handed her the red ink pad next to her, and pressed his handprint on the name.

After completing the operation, Gu Chen glanced at Yuan Shasha behind him: "Xiao Yuan, take her out."

"Okay, please come with me."

"boom!"

The door was closed, and Gu Chen flipped through the transcript, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

At this moment, He Junchao's phone rang again.

Gu Chen didn't hesitate much, and pressed the answer button directly: "Hello."

"Gu Chen, I have already checked all the information you sent me just now. Liao Fan has not been in Shanghai in the past two days, nor has he visited any sick friends."

"As expected." Hearing He Junchao's reply on the phone, Gu Chen turned on the speakerphone and put it directly on the table: "Then he came from Jiangnan City by high-speed rail, right?"

"No, he came here by taxi, packed a private car, and sent him all the way from Shanghai to Jiangnan City. He didn't leave any traces on the ticket purchase information during the whole journey." He Junchao said.

Lu Weiwei was overjoyed when she heard it: "I thought there was something wrong with Liao Fan, but I didn't expect it to be true. This guy is really cautious, but he underestimated our investigation methods too much."

"The more you dodge, the more problematic it will be." Gu Chen took a sip of water and continued to ask He Junchao: "Then Senior Brother He, have you grasped Liao Fan's movements in Jiangnan City these two days?"

"I found it too, just wait a moment, I'll send you some videos."

On the phone, He Junchao was also mysterious.

Not long after, Gu Chen received several surveillance videos from He Junchao on his mobile WeChat.

There are seven or eight short videos, each of which is about 2 minutes long.

Returning to the call interface, He Junchao said again: "The surveillance videos I sent you are all traced by me with great effort."

"There is a video of Liao Fan going to buy an astronomical telescope, and there is also a video of him buying blue work clothes, including caps, glasses, and these things to conceal his appearance. He bought them at an underground small commodity market in Jiangnan City."

"And it is worth noting that he stole an iron hammer in a place where the store was being renovated."

"After that, at around 4:50 p.m. yesterday, he put on his blue overalls, cap and glasses, and came directly to the Wanshan Museum with a gift box containing an astronomical telescope."

"What time did he come out?" Gu Chen hurriedly asked again.

He Junchao paused for a few seconds on the other end, only to hear the "cracking" sound of the keyboard. Not long after, He Junchao replied: "It was probably around 5:10 in the afternoon."

"That's right." Police Officer Wang slapped his thigh, and he was overjoyed: "He used the astronomical telescope to adjust the focus of the sun yesterday, and fixed the specific parameters and marks. Only after committing the crime today can he create a proof that he is not at the scene. , relying on the ingenious layout one day in advance."

"That's right, the focal length he adjusted allows the sunlight around 5 pm to converge on one point through the astronomical telescope and ignite objects at a fixed location. This has fully demonstrated that he is planning for today's murder and robbery."

Lu Weiwei also felt that Gu Chen's reasoning was completely correct.

If all the evidence needs to be proved at 5 pm tomorrow, then these abnormal behaviors are enough to prove that Liao Fan's plot is wrong.

What to visit a sick friend in Shanghai Hospital.

Why met Bao, the deputy curator of Wanshan Museum, at the High-speed Railway Hotel.

Now it seems that it is nothing more than an excuse.

"Senior Brother He, you can check the whereabouts of Deputy Curator Bao these days." Gu Chen hurriedly said.

He Junchao smiled: "Gu Chen, I knew you would ask this question, and I found it for you. Deputy curator Bao is also in Shanghai these few days, and he is going to participate in a museum forum."

"The time when he returned to Jiangnan City was probably today. Because some of the supplies purchased from Shanghai were stored in the freight department next to the high-speed rail hotel, he stayed near the high-speed rail hotel for a while."

"And this period of time is also the time when Liao Fan and Deputy Director Bao 'met', do you think it's a coincidence?"

Hearing He Junchao's remarks, Gu Chen finally took a deep breath: "Okay, all the encounter arrangements are actually planned by this Liao Fan. He has been eyeing this Deputy Director Bao for a long time, and this Deputy Director Bao, But I’ve been kept in the dark, not knowing what’s going to happen next.”

"Junior Brother Gu." Seeing that the situation had been clarified, Lu Weiwei hurriedly asked, "Then do you want to bring Liao Fan here now?"

"Yes." Gu Chen nodded slightly, and said involuntarily, "I also want to hear about this planner Liao, how he should explain it to me."

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Not long after, Yuan Shasha and Lu Weiwei brought Liao Fan into the No. [-] interrogation room from the outside.

Sitting on the interrogation chair, Liao Fan looked terrified, but still pretended to be calm.

He deliberately yawned to relieve his nervousness, then looked around the interrogation room, and asked curiously: "Officer Gu, I said that I was wronged, you must have made a mistake."

"I'm not mistaken. Let's talk about it later. You should take a look at these things first." Gu Chen picked up a tablet and handed it to Yuan Shasha beside him.

Yuan Shasha handed the tablet to Liao Fan, and then returned to her seat.

Liao Fan was stunned, a little confused, so he quickly lowered his head to check the information and content on the tablet.

The icon displayed various short video surveillance, and Liao Fan clicked on the first video at will.

Soon, his expression changed from flat to astonishment, and then from astonishment to panic.

So he clicked on the second video, the third video, the fourth and fifth...

Gu Chen didn't bother him either, and sat there quietly to give him time.

After Liao Fan watched the last video, he pursed his dry lips, his heart seemed to be pounding.

Seeing this, Yuan Shasha walked up to him and asked, "Have you finished reading it?"

"Look... finished." Liao Fan nodded silently.

Yuan Shasha took the tablet and returned to her seat again.

"Liao Fan, what do you think after watching the video?" Gu Chen turned his pen with his right hand and raised his head to ask him.

Liao Fan raised his hands, tried his best to rub his haggard face, and said with a wry smile, "What else can I say?"

"You can say a lot more. For example, why did you lie in the Wanshan Museum office? You were the one who came to the office to deliver the astronomical telescope in blue overalls yesterday, but you refused to admit it."

"Also, you took a taxi two days ago and rushed all the way from Shanghai to Jiangnan City, but you told your team members that you were visiting a sick friend in the hospital in Shanghai."

"And your so-called encounter with Director Bao at the High-speed Railway Hotel. Now it seems that it was all carefully planned by you."

"Your purpose of doing this is nothing more than to kill people and rob goods, but you used the excuse of coming to Jiangnan City to discuss the project this time, and blatantly covered it up."

Lu Weiwei said a lot in one breath, which made Liao Fan's head even lower.

Gu Chen stopped turning his pen, and also reminded: "Liao Fan, raise your head and look at me."

Liao Fan was stunned for a moment, and obeyed.

But while looking at Gu Chen, he quickly lowered his head.

There are ghosts in my heart, and it is difficult to look at the light of justice.

Liao Fan was in a panic at the moment.

"Why are you lying? Why are you killing Director Bao? Also, where are you hiding those stolen cultural relics now?"

Gu Chen asked a few questions in one breath, and Liao Fan was also very embarrassed at the moment.

You know, the police team that Gu Chen is in has actually exposed his old background.

Moreover, when Gu Chen was at the Wanshan Museum office, he had already cracked the blindfolds he created one by one.

Not to mention anything else, just the scale mark left by myself at the scene, as long as tomorrow at 5 pm, according to Gu Chen's words, simulate and restore the scene situation again, the truth can be revealed.

Liao Fan still lost after all, and said with a dejected face: "I didn't kill anyone."

"Do you still want to quibble?" Police officer Wang now knows Liao Fan's background, so he is full of confidence when he asks: "Let me tell you Liao Fan, after you came out of Director Bao's office at around 1:[-] noon, you immediately Take a taxi back to the hotel."

"If I'm not wrong, your crime tool should be an iron hammer, and this crime tool is likely to be in the high-speed railway hotel, in your own room."

"That's right." Seeing Comrade Wang's words so clearly, Lu Weiwei immediately followed suit: "The day before, we caught on surveillance that you stole an iron hammer at the door of a decoration store."

"And judging from the heavy blow on the head of Deputy Curator Bao today, the tool of crime is also very likely to be the iron hammer."

"Do you have to put the murder weapon in front of you before you confess? Isn't it good to give yourself a chance to be honest?"

Lu Weiwei's last words suddenly seemed to wake up Liao Fan.

The corner of his mouth twitched, his nose turned sour, and he suddenly covered his face and began to cry bitterly.

This surprised everyone present, feeling a little inexplicable.

A person who was fine before, now collapses like a child who made mistakes.

However, everyone is also psychologically prepared. This situation is not surprising, but the rapid emotional collapse is still a bit unexpected for everyone.

Lu Weiwei knocked on the table and reminded: "Liao Fan, man, what does it look like crying here? Those adults who drink at the food stall at night and sit on the side of the road collapse are not like you. "

Hearing this, Liao Fan also wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

But at this moment, his eyes and nose were obviously red, like a failed bankrupt, crying bitterly about his unwillingness.

"Those things originally belonged to my family." Liao Fan said after sniffing and trying to calm down.

"Things from your house?" Gu Chen frowned slightly, and asked him curiously, "You mean those cultural relics you stole?"

"That's right, I won't pretend anymore, I'm showing my cards, these things belong to my family, and every one of them is a treasure of my family."

Liao Fan raised his head and chest, his whole person suddenly seemed to have changed his face, which made people feel unpredictable.

Gu Chen and his colleagues looked at each other in blank dismay, everyone felt that Liao Fan seemed a little weird.

But would it be too much to say that the stolen cultural relics and treasures are all his own?
These are obviously the exhibits of the Wanshan Museum, okay?How did he become the family of the murderer Liao Fan?

Gu Chen didn't rush to make detours with him, but asked him directly: "Please explain the situation clearly, why do these things belong to your family?"

"That's right." Liao Fan sniffed, and said involuntarily: "That ancient mask and some precious things were originally the private collection of my Liao family's old house, and they have been replaced by my grandparents. From generation to generation."

"But just last month, I heard that my uncle secretly sold the old house's collection because of his gambling debts."

"After Grandpa found out about this, he was so angry that he was paralyzed, and he is still bedridden until now."

"I also went to visit my grandpa. Grandpa told me himself that the family is unfortunate. If he doesn't see those family heirlooms in this life, he will die with regret."

Speaking of this, Liao Fan also burst into tears, as if he couldn't hide the grief and indignation in his heart.

After hesitating for a while, Gu Chen asked him softly, "So your uncle sold these family heirlooms directly to Wanshan Museum?"

"No." Liao Fan shook his head, and said with pain on his face: "Museums rarely collect items from private hands, and usually go through legal units."

"My uncle sold it at a very low price, almost the price of cabbage, to a cultural relic broker, but the broker is an expert. After seeing this thing, it is very valuable, and it is quite valuable."

"So I started to deliberately lower the price, but my uncle was cornered by the creditors at the time, so he agreed to sell."

"In this way, I have been tracking down the whereabouts of these items, but there has been no news."

Looking up at Gu Chen, Liao Fan said again: "Until one day, I was discussing cooperation with a client in the lobby of a hotel, and I accidentally discovered that a museum exchange meeting was being held in the conference hall of the hotel."

"And the pictures on the X display stand are the lost heirlooms of my family. I was so excited that I almost jumped up. If my grandfather didn't see these items, he might really die with regret."

"From then on, I swore secretly that I would let my grandfather take another look at the family heirloom before he died."

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(End of this chapter)