investigative chronicle

Chapter 118 Two Stories with One Ending
The master listened carefully to their reasoning process, and he also thought Zhao Jun was suspicious.

Coincidentally, news came from the laboratory at this time that Zhao Jun's fingerprints were found on the canvas bag at the scene of Yang Xiu's death.

"We can get in touch with this Zhao Jun." With years of criminal police experience, he felt that they were getting closer to the truth.

"I'm going to summon him now." Li Muzi stood up after speaking.

"Don't worry." The master stopped him. "It's not enough just to have this. Wait until the technical department restores the mobile phone and laptop, and we will go when we have more cards in our hands. To deal with this cunning person, we must hit it with one blow."

In the winter of Chenghuang, the days are short and the nights are long. Although it was only 5 pm when we came out of the criminal police team, the sun had already set, the sky was turning blue, and even many street lights were turned on.

"You two go back first, and leave the rest to us. We will definitely catch the murderer soon."

The reason why Yuan Mu is so confident is because good news came from both the laboratory and technical departments. They not only found clues that Zhao Jun appeared near the dry well, but also locked down another suspect.

Luo Li and Ji Si'an returned to the Huayuan community. For the first time since Yang Ping's accident, the two had a relaxing dinner and went to bed early.

In the evening, when the technicians were busy with their work, Zhao Jun even took the initiative to surrender himself to the criminal police team.

"This guy took the initiative to deliver it to our door, let us save some trouble." Li Muzi said with a smile.

The master lowered his eyes, "Come on, come with me to meet him."

Zhao Jun, who was sitting in the interrogation room, was very calm. When he saw them coming in, he politely got up and said hello.

"Why did you surrender yourself?" The master kindly asked him to sit down.

Zhao Jun pushed his glasses, and slowly told the secret that had been buried in his heart for many years.Yang Xiu is a few years younger than me. He was assigned to work under me during his internship. He often visited, investigated, and wrote articles with me. In the eyes of others, I could be called his half-master.I thought so myself at one time....

Having said that, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

But ever since Yang Xiu started writing news about crimes in the Luqiao area, he has been mysterious.I asked him several times, but he avoided my question, as if he was deliberately avoiding me.

My qualifications are older than him, and my rank is higher than him. With his appearance, if I look for him again and again, I will feel a little rushed.Our relationship slowly faded away.

Yang Xiu is a taciturn person. In today's terms, he has a withdrawn personality. He hardly associates with other people in the newspaper except me.After estranged from me, I didn't have any friends, and I was alone almost all day long.

About a few months before Yang Xiu's accident, he suddenly came to me and said that he was going to publish a book, and the book would definitely become a hit.

I know his level best, and I still need to revise news articles, and writing novels... is still a little far behind.

Speaking of this, Zhao Jun commented with some disdain.

The master watched him calmly.

"Did he say he was going to write any novel?" Li Muzi asked.

"I asked him, but he didn't say anything. It seemed... as if he was afraid that I would steal his idea." Zhao Jun still has a sour tone when talking about this matter.

"You finally know, don't you?" The master stared at him and said suddenly.

Zhao Jun was taken aback by what the master said, but he quickly calmed down.

"Yes, I know. It may be that he felt that he was about to become famous. No one would share the excitement and excitement. He invited me for a drink and told me when he was bragging with me."

"But I don't agree with his approach."

The master and Li Muzi listened intently, not surprised at his pause, as if they knew what Yang Xiu was doing.

Zhao Jun sneaked a look at them, seeing that they looked like they had known for a long time, his heart beat a little.

He rubbed his right hand unconsciously on his trousers and continued: "He... When he was reporting crimes in Luqiao District, he accidentally discovered that the crime was gradually escalating. He thought it was a serial killer in its infancy .”

"I advised him to report this to the police. He didn't agree, he wanted to … wait until the man became an actual serial killer and then expose him. Then his story would become popular, and he wanted to make a name for himself …. "

Having said that, Zhao Jun stopped again.This time Li Muzi was a little impatient and wanted to ask him, but was stopped by the master with a look.

Zhao Jun turned himself in, he must have done something illegal and criminal.What he's said so far has been foreshadowing.In the eyes of the master, he said so many prefixes to justify what happened later.What they have to do at this time is to calmly find out from his long narrative which ones are useful, which ones are true, and which ones are fabricated by him.

Seeing that they still had no intention of talking to each other, Zhao Jun unconsciously rubbed his legs again with his right hand. "Later, I also began to pay attention to the crime situation in the Luqiao area. I found that the cases were indeed escalating. I was a little scared... I was afraid that more vicious cases would really happen."

"But I approached him several times, but he didn't tell me who was behind the scenes."

"I advised him that we can't waste other people's lives for the sake of being famous. But he still didn't listen to me."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jun covered his face with his hands and looked very painful.

'us'.The master wrote down these two words in his notebook.This is the first time he has used the word "we" since this narration.

At this time, Zhao Jun refused to raise his head as if he was enduring great pain.

The master said calmly, "So you killed him."

After listening to the master's words, Zhao Jun raised his head quickly, and said repeatedly with a shocked face: "No, no, I didn't kill him."

The master looked at him with a half-smile, until he lowered his head, and asked, "Then why did you surrender yourself?"

"I... I followed him." After saying this, Zhao Jun explained again and again as if afraid of their misunderstanding: "I followed him because I was worried that what he said would come true..."

"So the thing you surrendered today is that you followed him?" Li Muzi's anger was carried in his tone.

The master looked at Zhao Jun in front of him, he was even more cunning, even now he was still testing them.

"November 2007, 11, what did you do the day Yang Xiu disappeared?" the master asked straight to the point.

"That day...that night I followed him to the dry well in Xipozi Village, Luqiao District..." Zhao Jun's body shook uncontrollably at this point, he grabbed his glasses, buried his head on his chest and sobbed for a long time .

The master put a pack of tissues in front of him and waited quietly for him to calm down.

"Thank you..." After crying for a while, he picked up the tissue in front of him.

"I followed him that day to see what he was doing, but he accidentally found out. If... I mean, if I persist, he won't die..."

"How do you know he's dead?" Li Muzi reacted quickly, quickly pointing out the problem in his words.

Zhao Jun was taken aback by Li Muzi's question, and after a while he replied: "It was Xiao Gao who came back from our unit to interview and said."

"After he found you, what happened between you?" The master had a gentle expression and a gentle tone, but it gave people a sense of oppression that everything was under his control.

Zhao Jun pushed his glasses again, using this movement to avoid his gaze.

(End of this chapter)