Detective Files II

Chapter 181 Wounds
"You kid, you run really fast!" An Changpu dragged Zhang Jin over, panting a little while speaking, "Not only did you run fast, but resistance was like fighting for your life!"

Zhang Jin, who was restrained by An Changpu and had no way to escape, also changed his attitude at this moment, and said to An Changpu with a playful smile: "The people's police love the people, brother, you can let go of your hand and show that you, the police, treat me well." Is it the love of the people?"

"Don't be glib with me! Whose people saw the police and ran away like a ghost?!" An Changpu didn't like this.

Zhang Jin immediately defended himself: "Misunderstanding! This is really a misunderstanding! I thought I owed money to someone and was blocked at the door!"

"Whether you ran away because of a misunderstanding is not important. What matters is that the person we are looking for is you. This is very clear and there is no misunderstanding." Tian Mi asked, "Isn't Zhang Jin right?"

"Yes." Zhang Jin looked at the three of them nervously.

Wang Laolai was also nervous at the door, and looked at them with a little more curiosity.

"What's your relationship with Li Yun?" Tian Mi asked again.

"She and I used to be boyfriend and girlfriend, but now it doesn't matter at all! Really!" Zhang Jin straightened his neck when he heard Tian Mi ask Li Yun, excited, "If the girl gets into trouble, Don't look for me! I haven't been in touch with her for 800 years, and it has nothing to do with her!"

"Your 800 years are really a flick of a finger!" An Changpu said sarcastically, taking Zhang Jin's arm and pulling his sleeve up, "Here! Look at this!"

Tian Mi took a look, there were several scratch marks on the outside of Zhang Jin's forearm. Although the bleeding area had scabbed over, the surrounding skin was still slightly red and swollen.

"Let's go, follow us back to the Public Security Bureau to make a record." An Changpu pulled down Zhang Jin's sleeves, pushed him from behind, and signaled him to go forward.

Zhang Jin was still reluctant. After An Changpu loosened his restraint, he didn't dare to run away, but he was also unwilling to cooperate with them.

"Can you tell me first, what's wrong with that bitch Li Yun?" He asked unwillingly.

Tian Mi looked at him: "Did you not read the evening paper last night?"

"It's okay, who will watch that stuff! No interest!" Zhang Jin shook his head.

"Forget it, don't talk so much nonsense with him, let's talk about it in the game." An Changpu was extremely disgusted with Zhang Jin's words and deeds, and after they ran and chased, other families in the alley also opened their doors. After all, it is inappropriate to continue to stay to watch the excitement.

Tian Mi also agreed, so she followed An Changpu and Zhang Jin and walked out.

Sitting in the car, at first Zhang Jin still had the intention to ask questions, but then his voice gradually disappeared. Tian Mi turned her head and looked at the back row, and she fell asleep!
"It is estimated that this kid played mahjong all night last night!" An Changpu said.

They drove all the way back to the Public Security Bureau from the mountain, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, they were frightened by the situation in front of them.

More than a dozen reporters surrounded the entrance of the Public Security Bureau building, completely blocking the not-so-spacious entrance.

"Why are there so many people here?" Tian Mi was dumbfounded.

"I guess I saw the report in the evening paper yesterday, so I want to come here today to find out the inside story!" An Changpu was also a little surprised, "Since we broke Bi Xia's case last year, it seems that other cases we have handled have not been so popular with the media. Favored!"

"Because this is perverted and sensational!" Tian Mi sighed, "Even the news is so biased towards heavy tastes these days!"

The car was parked in the courtyard of the Public Security Bureau. An Changpu shook Zhang Jin, who was drowsy, to wake him up. Zhang Jin opened his eyes, and when he saw the situation outside the car, he was also startled.

"Well, what's going on here?" He asked An Changpu in a panic, "Why does this look like a press conference on TV!"

"What should I do?" Tian Mi was also a little at a loss.

If it's just them, it's okay, now with Zhang Jin, who knows if those people will take the opportunity to take pictures, and then wantonly fabricate it, portraying Zhang Jin, who is not even a suspect now, as a perverted murderer, If Zhang Jin's suspicion is finally ruled out, the social impact and reputation damage that has been caused will always be irreparable and irreparable.

Lu Xiangdong turned around, looked at Zhang Jin who was also stunned in the back row, and said to him, "You saw the reporters outside, if we escort you out of the car later, they will definitely regard you as a suspect, or we They don't escort you out of the car, but if you try to escape, they will still regard you as a suspect."

"Well, then I won't run away, and you don't want to hold me, I'll follow you, is that all right?" Zhang Jin's reaction was quick, and he immediately understood what Lu Xiangdong meant.

"This is what you said. If you go back on your word, then you can only drink the bitter wine." Lu Xiangdong's words seemed to be a bit of a warning, but they were completely out of reality.

Zhang Jin hurriedly nodded in agreement, only short of swearing on the spot. Judging from his expression, he was really worried and scared.

"Okay, let's go." Lu Xiangdong looked at him carefully, and said to Tian Mi and An Changpu.

Although they have reached a consensus with Zhang Jin, Tian Mi and An Changpu dare not take it lightly. If he is indeed irrelevant to the case, they will naturally not want to bring unnecessary suspicion on themselves, even if he is really a suspect and has enough brains Smart, he will go in with them honestly, so as to eliminate part of the police's wariness towards him, but I'm afraid he is the reckless type. According to Lu Xiangdong, even if he uses methods that do not match his personality to carry out Crime, now suddenly regained his usual personality, and escaped when there were many people in chaos, it would probably take a lot of effort to chase him.

Lu Xiangdong was the first to get out of the car, striding ahead, followed by Tian Mi, Zhang Jin walked behind Tian Mi, and An Changpu stepped behind.

The reporters waiting in front of the Public Security Bureau knew that the serious crime team was responsible for this case. Although they didn't see Cheng Feng's familiar face, they were quite familiar with Lu Xiangdong and An Changpu, especially Lu Xiangdong. The serial crimes in C city were solved, and this expert in criminal psychology also contributed a lot.

And looking at his confident attitude at the moment, it is estimated that he will be able to dig out a lot of information!
So, the reporters immediately rushed forward and surrounded Lu Xiangdong. Tian Mi's reporters were only focused on interviewing Lu Xiangdong. Before they had time to pay attention to them, they turned around and pulled Zhang Jin, signaling him to go around the crowd and go straight. into the building.

They just returned to the serious crime team office, and just as they brought Zhang Jin to the interrogation room, Lu Xiangdong had already followed.

"Where's the reporter?" Tian Mi looked behind him worriedly.

"Sent off."

"How did you send it?"

"Do you want to waste time discussing this issue with me, or deal with the one inside first?" Lu Xiangdong pointed to the interrogation room behind Tian Mi.

"I just want to make sure you're not revealing information you shouldn't."

"If you want to know this, just wait and read tomorrow's newspaper." Lu Xiangdong replied.

Tian Mi pursed her lips in disappointment, let him go first, and went to the side to make a phone call to Wang Chun. After making sure that she was not busy with work, she was asked to come over.

After agreeing with Wang Chun, she pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked in.

At this time, An Changpu explained Li Yun's death and was confirming to Zhang Jin his whereabouts the night before.

"Tell me, the night before yesterday, from 8 or 9 o'clock until midnight, where were you?" An Changpu hugged his arms and stared at Zhang Jin who was sitting opposite him.

Zhang Jin touched his neck, glanced slightly to the left, and said, "I played cards at Wang Laolai's house, and I played from afternoon until morning before returning home."

"Your eyes tell me that you are lying." Lu Xiangdong looked at him and said calmly.

Zhang Jin clasped his knees with both hands, stared at Lu Xiangdong with feigned anger, and denied, "I didn't lie!"

"Oh, that's right, but now even your hands are telling me you're lying." Lu Xiangdong didn't take his answer seriously at all.

"What are you doing? You are nagging! Are you a policeman or a physiognomist?!" Zhang Jin asked loudly angrily.

Lu Xiangdong's attitude was still very flat: "It's not good for you to become angry."

"He's not a policeman, but from a certain point of view, he can be regarded as a physiognomy!" Tian Mi said deliberately mysteriously, "This is our criminal psychology expert, even if you don't say a word, or make up one, it will be perfect Lies, he can completely see through you just by 'looking at the face'!"

After Zhang Jin heard Tian Mi's words, his mouth opened slightly in surprise, and he looked at Lu Xiangdong in doubt for a long time without saying a word.

"Besides, the fact that we can accurately find you from Wang Laolai's house means that we have a good grasp of your situation. If you lie and let us expose it, then we will be passive." An Changpu added in a timely manner, "You should know what lying does to you."

"Okay, okay! I'm telling the truth, can't I do it!" Zhang Jin scratched the short hair on his head a little irritably, "I went to Wang Laolai's house to play mahjong the day before yesterday, but I stopped playing mahjong after eight o'clock in the evening , Then I went home, watched TV and went to sleep.”

"Can anyone prove it?"

"No, I'm on my own! Who can testify for me? Is it possible to find a ghost! I don't know how to catch ghosts! If you want to ask ghosts, please ask a Taoist priest!" Zhang Jin said seriously.

An Changpu was so angry that he was about to reprimand him when the door of the interrogation room rang and Wang Chun walked in.

"Tian Mi, what do you want me to do?" She entered the room and glanced at the three of them, then nodded and smiled at Lu Xiangdong, and asked Tian Mi.

"Oh, that's it. We want you to help identify a wound." Tian Mi gestured to An Changpu.

An Changpu got up knowingly and went to Zhang Jin's side, and pulled up his sleeve, exposing the wound on the outside of his forearm.

Wang Chun immediately understood, and stepped forward to carefully observe Zhang Jin's scar for a while.

Zhang Jin was inexplicably pulled by An Changpu's arm to check with Wang Chun, with a nervous and dazed expression on his expression.

"How did you get your injury?" Wang Chun raised his head and asked Zhang Jin after checking.

(End of this chapter)