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Chapter 33 Mind-Reading Male Protagonist ③ 06 Interrogation
Fu Xuheng glanced over, Jiang Nanxu was in a state of agitation, other people couldn't see it, but he could.

"Okay, you go back first." He let Mo Zhengren leave after recording.

Fu Xuheng capped his pen, closed his notebook, and walked towards Jiang Nanxu.

Mo Zhengren raised his hand to lower the frame of the mirror, looked at his back, and smiled meaningfully.

Turn around and walk towards the community.

Seeing him coming, Jiang Nanxu pointed at the girl in front of her and said, "She said that someone from the construction team came to check the wiring and water pipes two days ago."

The girl looked to be in her early twenties, dressed cleanly, without makeup on her face, and wearing regular short-sleeved shorts, especially a thin silver chain and red rope on her feet.

Her career is an anchor, and the overall look does not look like it.

"Uncle Mo, you're back." A cheerful voice from a child drew his attention away.

Fu Xuheng looked over and saw a little girl in a pink skirt bouncing in front of Mo Zhengren. She raised her flushed face and asked in a childish voice.

Mo Zhengren squatted down, reached out and touched the top of the little girl's hair, took out a few shiny colorful candies from the briefcase, and gave them to the little girl.

Looking at Mo Zhengren's back, Fu Xuheng felt strange in his heart. This person was too calm and ordinary.

After watching it for a while, he turned his head and asked, "You said that you are an anchor, and you usually live broadcast on that platform, and where is the location. Why did you ask yesterday, and you didn't say that a stranger came, but you said it today."

"I'm just a small anchor who has just entered the industry. I spend thousands of yuan a month. I live on the XX platform and usually live broadcast at home. I didn't say it before because..." The girl bit her lip and lowered her head, "Because that person is Me, my cousin. But I can guarantee that my cousin has no necessary connection with this matter!"

As she spoke, she raised her head with a stubborn look on her face.

It was Fu Xuheng who asked: "You live broadcast until three or four o'clock every day, do you hear other voices at this time?"

The girl replied: "I... no, I always wear headphones to sing during the live broadcast, so I can't hear other sounds, and I live on the third floor, which is far away from the rooftop."

"Where does your cousin live now? Are you so sure that your cousin has nothing to do with this?"

"My cousin now lives on the sixth floor of Building 13, Tianyuan No. [-] Community. He is very honest. I know you don't believe me, so you can investigate."

"Have you met the deceased before, and have you spoken?"

The girl tried her best to think back, and after a few seconds, she shook her head and said, "No."

"Really do not have?"

She said with certainty: "No really. I usually live broadcast late, sleep during the day, and order takeaway when I'm hungry. The girl attends school during the day and only comes back at night. I just moved in less than two months ago. It can almost be said that I have never met. This is all I know, and I have finished what you asked, I am about the same age as that girl, how can I kill her. "

She sighed.

Jiang Nanxu said: "It's hard to say, everyone is suspicious of this matter. Well, you can go back, I've recorded everything you said."

After the girl left, he asked Fu Xuheng, "Is this girl suspicious?"

"What do you think."

"I don't think the suspicion is too great, and she is not as high as the deceased. Besides, according to her words, she has no intersection with the deceased, and no one has a motive for killing."

"It's really not her."

"The murderer is someone else." Jiang Nanxu put away the pen and notebook, and straightened his hat.

"Go and check that cousin."

Fu Xuheng thought for a few seconds, "Send someone to investigate at Mo Zhengren's hometown."

"Row."

In short, everyone is now a suspect.

After checking my cousin, there are fewer suspects.

Indeed, as the girl said, he is honest and friendly. The key point is that his cousin is limping, and it is not very convenient to walk, and he has no motive for committing the crime.

Mo Zhengren, who sent someone to check, finished the investigation in one day, visited relatives and friends, and asked people in the same village and the neighboring village. He did go back to his hometown to pay respects to his parents that day. No one knew when he left. This is also a suspicious point.

"The villagers said that they saw him at their hometown in the evening. Someone called him to eat at home. He refused and said he wanted to go to bed early. The lights in his hometown were turned off at [-] o'clock in the evening. The villagers did not see him open the door on the next Thursday. , I feel that he rushed back to class early. Do you think it is possible for him to come back at night, and then invite the deceased to the rooftop to kill."

Jiang Nanxu hadn't had a good night's sleep for a few days, and the blackness under his eyes became more and more obvious. Everyone sat in the office and discussed.

Another team leader said: "What is the motive for the killing? At present, it is unclear why the deceased was brutally killed. It really doesn't make sense."

difficult.

The main reason is that the deceased was a good student before his death, so it was difficult to find a reason to be targeted by the murderer.

Jiang Nanxu added, "The enemy's side is ruled out. The parents said that they have never offended anyone and have always been honest and responsible."

Everyone fell silent, with distressed expressions on their faces.

Jiang Nanxu said: "At present, the biggest suspect is Mo Zhengren, who sent someone to watch him. Brother Heng, how was the interrogation last time?"

He looked sideways at Fu Xuheng.

Fu Xuheng pondered for a moment, "Go and interrogate again."

"Walk."

Jiang Nanxu stood up immediately, and the stool was pushed away by his movements.

This time they asked again who the deceased had had a lot of contact with during his lifetime, school teachers, classmates and friends, and asked them all in place.

After everyone's interrogation and house-to-house search, only Mo Zhengren's home was left. He hadn't finished school at this time, and everyone was waiting for him to come back in the community. If he went to school rashly, it would bring unnecessary panic to the teachers and students.

When Mo Zhengren came back from school, he went to the gate of the community and saw them all in police uniforms. There was still a person not wearing police uniform beside him. He guessed it was a plainclothes deacon.

Jiang Nanxu stepped forward, "Mr. Mo, I'm waiting for you."

"Wait for me?" Mo Zhengren seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "Is there any progress in the case? Or is it up to me after the interrogation is over? My work has indeed made you wait for a long time. Fortunately, I leave work early today. Just give me a call next time, in case I'm on duty at school and you'll have to wait a long time."

Fu Xuheng stared at him closely, "Teacher Mo has been here for so long, and everyone has a good reputation for you, saying that you are a good teacher. Did you have any other communication with the deceased before his death?"

The relationship between teachers and students seems to be friends but not friends. Some teachers and students are closer than students and parents. Maybe some students are more willing to listen to the teacher.

"Yes, occasionally when she sees me on weekends, she will ask me some questions, mainly about mathematics. After she entered the third year of high school, she was under a lot of pressure. When I got up every day, she had already gone out and came back late at night. We usually rarely seen."

Jiang Nanxu caught the word in an instant, and raised her voice a little, "How do you know she's stressed?"

Mo Zhengren unhurriedly pushed down the frame, and then said slowly, "Everyone knows that senior high school students are under a lot of pressure. Hasn't Officer Jiang experienced senior high school? When I was a senior high school student, the pressure was so great that my hair fell out every day."

"Can I go into Teacher Mo's house and have a look?" Jiang Nanxu said.

"Yes." Mo Zhengren did not hesitate.

Fu Xuheng was staring at him the whole time, and he already knew the answer in his heart.

His house is on the second floor to the north, and the sunlight can only shine for one hour a day, so the corridors are a little dark, and the lights need to be turned on during the day, and the humidity in the house is quite heavy.

His house is tidy, everything is clear at a glance, and at the same time it can be seen that he is a person with a good quality of life.

"Mr. Mo, you are the murderer." Fu Xuheng said in a very affirmative tone, using declarative sentences, and he looked at Mo Zhengren's expression.

Mo Zhengren smiled dryly and lowered his glasses, "Hehe, the police officer shouldn't make such jokes."

Through the thick lenses, Fu Xuheng saw the movement of his glasses just now, and his eyelids drooped slightly, not daring to look at people, unnatural.This habitual and frequent movement shows that the person is nervous and not confident.

Fu Xuheng's words made Jiang Nanxu's alarm ring, and he could bring the prisoner to justice on the spot at any time. At this moment, the two of them looked at Mo Zhengren like a torch.

Fu Xuheng said coldly: "Officer Jiang, let's arrest someone."

Jiang Nanxu's movements were fast, without any hesitation, and he didn't give Mo Zhengren a chance to resist. He only heard a "click", and the silver handcuffs cuffed Mo Zhengren's hands.

Mo Zhengren struggled to break free, he gritted his teeth, "You don't have evidence, don't wrong good people!"

"Is there any wrongdoing? Let's talk about it when we go back to the police station." Jiang Nanxu grabbed him, his face was full of effort, he had long since lost the respect he had for being a teacher before, and now he only had the idea of ​​bringing the murderer to justice.

……

Take the man back to the interrogation room of the police station, where he sits on a chair opposite that can trap him.

One meter from the door is a table, where two interrogators sit, and the camera stands on the table.

Jiang Nanxu asked suspiciously: "It's really him? When did you confirm it?"

After arresting him, he realized that there was not enough evidence for arresting him, but he believed in Fu Xuheng for no reason.

"You'll find out later."

Fu Xuheng pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked in.

Jiang Nanxu followed in and let the two people inside go out.He sat down with Fu Xuheng.

A bright white light hit Mo Zhengren's body. He was not afraid of being caught, nor panicked. His eyes seemed calm, but they were actually full of hatred.

"Evidence," he said.

"Here's the evidence for you, don't worry." Fu Xuheng looked at him coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, his cold words were like poisonous snakes spitting out cold snake letters.

Unhurriedly unbuttoning the cuffs of the shirt, and then folding it three times to the arms, the movements are elegant and casual, a bit out of place with the prison cell, and the veins on the strong and powerful arms are slightly protruding.

Jiang Nanxu has already prepared his notebook, recording pen and camera, and Fu Xuheng is still in the mood to fiddle with his sleeves!
"Stop being handsome, get down to business!"

"Mo Zhengren, when your parents named you, they hoped that you would be an upright person. Unfortunately, your surname is Mo. You have brought yourself onto the path of not being an upright person."

(End of this chapter)