Is it normal to live on the phone to help your boyfriend investigate the case?

Chapter 96

He Xiaohui didn't expect that one day she would enter the police station.

As soon as she woke up, two criminal policemen came to the house and asked her to cooperate with the investigation, and then took her to the police station.

She thought it was Wu Cheng who mentioned herself during the statement, so she didn't worry too much, but when she was sitting in the interrogation room, and the police across from her asked questions one after another, she began to feel that something was wrong...

He Xiaohui couldn't remember how many times she was asked where she was that night. Her temples throbbed suddenly, and her body temperature, which had been suppressed by the antipyretics, seemed to rise again.

"...Didn't I just say that? That night I celebrated my birthday, and I sang at KTV with my colleagues. Because I missed the last bus, I called Wu Cheng and asked him to help take me home. After that, I went home! I How to prove it? How can a person sleep at home to prove it? Why don't you believe it?"

He Xiaohui supported her gradually drowsy head, her throat was burning, she couldn't help lowering her head and coughing.

A female police officer poured her a glass of water, but she didn't want to drink it at all. She tried her best to say, "When can I go back? I've already said everything I need to say. What else do you want to ask?"

The two policemen in charge of the questioning looked at each other, but neither gave an answer.

He Xiaohui coughed again, her voice dry and hoarse.

The policewoman sitting opposite her tone slowed down, and said, "Think about it again, whether there are other clues about that night, you are now very suspicious, I hope you understand, the clearer the explanation, the better for yourself , since you insisted that you have been sleeping at home and never going out, do you think it is possible for Wu Cheng to kill someone?"

"Impossible, he is so honest and trusting someone..." He Xiaohui supported his head, exhausted, "He dared not speak up even when he was bullied in the company. Besides, he and Tong Yuan have no enmity or grudge..."

"You know him well?" the policewoman asked.

He Xiaohui nodded weakly, "We have known each other for a long time, and we have worked in the same company. I know exactly what kind of person he is."

"You said you are friends, how good are your friends?" the policewoman asked again.

He Xiaohui sighed, "Let's talk about everything."

"The relationship is so good, why wasn't he invited to the birthday party?" the policewoman continued to ask.

He Xiaohui's head hurt even more, and the position of her temples looked like someone was beating a drum. She explained: "Because he has a withdrawn personality, all I invite are colleagues from the new company. .”

"As a good friend who talks about everything, did he give you any presents on your birthday?"

"No……"

"Why not?"

"I... I didn't tell him, he didn't know my birthday."

The policewoman asked urgently: "Since we are friends, why don't you know your birthday? Did you not give a gift, or did you already give it to you, but in a special way?"

He Xiaohui had a splitting headache, "What are you talking about... What special method? I don't understand what you mean."

"The person who wrote to Tong Yuan was you, right?" The policewoman asked coldly, "Maybe you have abnormal feelings for Tong Yuan, and Wu Cheng, as your friend, happens to be driving for Tong Yuan. Know all the whereabouts of Tong Yuan at any time, in order to help you realize your dream, Wu Cheng informed you on the night of the incident, the two of you completed the murder of Tong Yuan together in the underground parking lot - this is what he sent you birthday present."

If it was normal, He Xiaohui would definitely jump up in shock, but now she has a fever, and she just feels dark in front of her eyes, and she can only speak weakly, "You... This is a baseless accusation... I admit it, I did have a crush on Tong Yuan for a while... But, I have already taken off my fan, I don't like him at all, otherwise, otherwise I would not resign... You didn't investigate clearly, you are all nonsense..."

Seeing this, the policewoman felt a little helpless, and turned her head to look at the surveillance camera on the wall—Sun Bingxin was watching all this in the surveillance room.

"Forget it, let her go back first," Sun Bingxin said to the police officer in the interrogation room through the headset, "Looking at her like this, she can't ask any questions. I'll call her over for questioning when she recovers, and that The driver named Wu Cheng, when the time comes, the two will talk to each other separately."

The policewoman nodded slightly, got up and helped He Xiaohui out.

On the other side, Sun Bingxin sighed heavily.

Occasionally, during the interrogation, some accusations will be deliberately made against the suspect. Criminals with poor psychological quality usually explode at one point. Wu Cheng made a defense, emphasizing that Wu Cheng is an honest man.

This is not in line with the behavior and psychological characteristics of criminals. If He Xiaohui is really the murderer, he should wish that the police would suspect Wu Cheng instead of actively defending Wu Cheng.

But to say that these two people have a deep friendship, they don't quite resemble each other.

You don't even know your birthday, what kind of friend is this?
Sun Bingxin thought for a moment, called the police officer who was interrogating just now, and explained: "The relationship between He Xiaohui and Wu Cheng, let's dig deeper and find out how and how long they knew each other. Also check your social circle."

After explaining the task, Sun Bingxin returned to the office, thought for a long time alone, and called Qu Mingcong again.

Qu Mingcong on the other end was packing up things in the house rented by Zou Kai.

"Uncle Sun, what's the matter?"

"He Xiaohui..." Sun Bingxin asked him carefully, "Do you think she might be the murderer of Tong Yuan?"

Qu Mingcong was slightly taken aback, and the movements of his hands stopped, "I have been to her house and had a brief chat with her. She looks normal, and she doesn't seem to be planning a murder. Uncle Sun, why are you asking so suddenly? "

Sun Bingxin replied: "Xiao Qu, I have handled many cases. Although I always say that this line of work depends on evidence, in fact, I tend to intuition more often. Just now I watched He Xiaohui's interrogation process, just like you said Yes, she's normal and doesn't have the qualities of a murderer, but..."

Sun Bingxin sighed in a low voice, "However, almost all the clues we have so far point to her."

"You mean...the chocolate on the wound?" Qu Mingcong asked cautiously.

"Not only the chocolate, but also her time and place that night were all suspicious." Sun Bingxin said, "It was the star who died. Now we are facing a lot of pressure from public opinion, and the louder the voice of public opinion, the more worried I am that this voice will To cover up clues we've overlooked. There's one man who looks more suspicious than anyone else in this case, and who also looks the most innocent."

Qu Mingcong said slowly: "...the driver?"

"Yes." Sun Bingxin sighed again, "It's only him. I can't find a reason to kill him."

(End of this chapter)