He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

The specific reason is that the chain of evidence cannot be fully connected and there are still many doubts in this case.

But if it wasn't Zhang Beixing who did it, who else could have done it? Who else has the ability to do it?
Besides, Zhang Beixing’s attitude is also problematic.

Ever since I arrived, I have been saying that I want to see the case.

He is the number one suspect in the current case and the one with the least qualification to see the case.

How can it make sense to show the murderer the results of the police investigation?
However, Liang Shaoke felt that Zhang Beixing really didn't seem to know the specific circumstances of the case, as if... just as he said, he was framed.

"Zhang Beixing, let me tell you," Liang Shaoke said sternly, "Don't think that turning yourself in means just coming to the police station and saying you're turning yourself in. You also need to correct your attitude, take the initiative to confess your crime, and be lenient if you're honest. Only in this way, when the court hears the case in the future, can it be determined that you voluntarily turned yourself in, and this will help with your sentencing."

"Otherwise," he paused, "the judge will consider your surrender invalid at his discretion. Then, your life will be over, do you know that?"

However, what Liang Shaoke did not expect was that his remarks did not scare Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing sighed silently: "Uncle police, I was really framed. I want to see the case because I can find the difference between the murder methods used by the real murderer and clear my name and clear my name."

Liang Shaoke didn't listen to this at all. He snorted coldly and said, "If I were you, what I would do now is to take out the murder weapon obediently. The subsequent inspection and investigation is the job of us police. As for whether you are the real murderer, we will naturally have the result after our investigation."

Zhang Beixing suddenly paused, with a strange look on his face: "The murder weapon? You took it away a long time ago."

After hearing this, Liang Shaoke was confused.

He said blankly: "Took it away? When did we take it away? Don't play tricks on me, kid!"

Zhang Beixing spread out his hands and said helplessly: "It's the needle in my pocket. You searched it and took it away as soon as I turned myself in."

Liang Shaoke was stunned for three seconds and then slammed the interrogation table in front of him.

There was a loud "Bang!"

"Zhang Beixing," he said angrily, "I'm telling you, confessing the truth is your last resort! Otherwise, just wait for the judgment of the law!"

In his opinion, since the chain of evidence is not complete now, everything Zhang Beixing said will become evidence in court.

Moreover, he is still at the stage of assisting the police in the investigation. Being so perfunctory with the police and disrupting the police's investigation is hindering the progress of the investigation!

Zhang Beixing was startled by the sudden roar. After calming down, he said helplessly, "Uncle police, it's absolutely true. I really don't know what kind of murder weapon you are talking about. I know the flying needle technique. I pinch the silver needle with two fingers and throw it out."

At this time, he paused, thought for a moment and then continued: "If you don't believe me, you can check out my live broadcast room. The room number is 3460876. I broadcast flying needle skills every day..."

Liang Shaoke gritted his teeth, and his fist that hit the interrogation table was clenched and trembling slightly.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but yelled: "Enough!"

Then he stood up and stared at him with eyes wide open: "Reflect on yourself here and think carefully about what I said. Come on and tell the truth when you want to."

After saying that, he walked out of the door without looking back.

Just as he was about to step out of the door, he stopped, turned his back to Zhang Beixing and said in a deep voice: "Your sister was very sad when she learned that you killed someone. You should think more about your sister."

boom!
The door of the interrogation room was slammed shut with a dull sound.

Another recorder stood up silently, took the recorded interrogation materials, and walked out of the interrogation room.

Zhang Beixing was the only one left in the interrogation room. He sat there quietly, his eyes first lingering on the door for a moment, then looking around at the empty walls.

Finally, he lowered his head and let out a silent sigh.

"What I said... is all true, why doesn't anyone want to believe me?" He whispered to himself, his tone full of helplessness, "Even if you don't believe it, at least let me show it."

……

At the same time, in the monitoring room outside the interrogation room, Li Wenshan, Fu Yuheng and several leaders of the police station sat on both sides of the conference table.

Each of them wore headphones and stared at the big screen in front of them.

When they saw Liang Shaoke slamming the door and walking out of the interrogation room, they all took off their headphones and fell silent.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, breaking the silence in the room.

Everyone looked up at the office door.

Liang Shaoke walked into the room angrily and sat down at a random place.

"Chief, this guy is too stubborn!" he complained.

Li Wenshan was silent for a long time before he slowly said, "This Zhang Beixing, I just feel that our police's evidence chain is incomplete and we can't convict him."

"That's true," Fu Yuheng shook his head. "After all, there were no traces of Zhang Beixing left at the crime scene. If we only use the murder weapon to determine that he is the murderer, the prosecutors will not admit it."

"But if Zhang Beixing doesn't take out the murder weapon, our investigation won't be able to proceed."

Wang Chengtian narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Beixing in the surveillance video.

Li Wenshan turned his head and cast his gaze over: "If we can expose his lies and destroy his psychological defenses, maybe we will have a chance to make him confess voluntarily."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Didn't Zhang Beixing say that he was framed? And it was framed by that Lage. We might as well ask Commander Tan what the situation is with the drug lord." Zhou Mingjiang suggested.

Li Wenshan nodded in agreement: "This is indeed a good idea."

Just then, the phone on the conference table suddenly rang.

Li Wenshan picked up the phone: "This is Fenglan City Police Station, I'm Li Wenshan."

"Director Li." Tan Yongyang's majestic and cold voice came from the phone.

Li Wenshan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Hello, Commander Tan, we were just talking about you."

As he spoke, he pressed the speakerphone button so that everyone present could hear what was going on on the phone.

Tan Yongyang continued, "I called you to tell you about this. According to our interrogation, La Ge did send his younger brother to attack Zhang Beixing. However, he could not be sure that it was Zhang Beixing who killed Wu Ka, so he sent his younger brother Tu Bu to investigate. As long as it is confirmed that it was Zhang Beixing who killed Wu Ka, Tu Bu will take action against Zhang Beixing. But you also know the result of the matter."

"Moreover, La Ge flatly denied that he sent people to kill ordinary people to frame Zhang Beixing." Tan Yongyang continued, "Of course, we have also investigated what La Ge said and confirmed that it is true. Moreover, La Ge doesn't even know Zhang Beixing's name and doesn't know much about it. And the time of the first murder case we discussed before doesn't match."

"Therefore, Zhang Beixing's initial statement is not very credible at the moment," he concluded.

In the monitoring room, everyone was silent, frowning and listening. Li Wenshan responded, "Okay, Commander Tan, I understand."

After the call was hung up, he raised his head and glanced at the police officers present with a serious and dull expression: "What do you think?" Wang Chengtian pondered for a moment and said: "I agree with Commander Tan's statement. Zhang Beixing has been lying from the beginning. Even, he may have deliberately delayed time by throwing out the information about the drug lord, or he wanted to achieve his own goals by diverting our police's attention."

Liang Shaoke asked doubtfully, "But if he really wanted to delay time, then there's no need for him to turn himself in. As long as he doesn't show up, or even doesn't come back from Mengla City, he has plenty of time to escape. This statement doesn't hold water."

"What Lao Liang said is correct," Fu Yuheng added, "Another point is that after comparing the time of death of the other three murders and conducting field investigations, we found that Zhang Beixing did not have enough time to commit the crimes. Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that all of this was planned by Zhang Beixing, and further investigation is needed."

The monitoring room fell into silence again.

After a long while, Zhou Mingjiang said, "These three cases are complicated and there are indeed many things that cannot be explained, but Zhang Beixing's suspicion cannot be ruled out and he is the biggest suspect at the moment. I suggest that we intensify the interrogation of him and continue to use psychological tactics. At the same time, we must collect as much favorable evidence as possible."

Li Wenshan sighed and said, "At present, this is indeed the only way."

He immediately turned around and issued a series of orders to everyone: "Lao Liang, you have to work hard and take the brothers to the scene to search. We must find clues even if we have to dig deep into the ground. Wang Chengtian, you are responsible for contacting the police in Mengla City and Xishuangna City and ask them to provide more clues. They must be as detailed as possible and not miss any place. Lao Fu, you are responsible for continuing to visit and investigate. Find out everything Zhang Beixing has done in the past year and look in detail to see if you can find any clues. Zhou Mingjiang, you are responsible for the interrogation. Do everything you can to pry open Zhang Beixing's mouth!"

After the orders were issued, everyone stood up, raised their hands to salute, and shouted in unison: "Yes!"

Then they walked out of the monitoring room one by one.

Until the entire monitoring room fell silent, with only Li Wenshan left.

He twisted his sore neck and looked at Zhang Beixing who was sitting quietly on the screen, looking at his calm yet helpless expression, and the fact that he didn't seem panicked at all.

He narrowed his eyes, emotions surging in his heart.

This young man...what is he hiding?

How many secrets does he have that they don't know?

Or is it possible that things are really as he said, that he was framed... ?
Li Wenshan didn't know the answers to all these questions, nor did he have the slightest clue.

All he can do now is to investigate as best he can and give the truth to the three deceased, to Zhang Beixing, and to everyone!
……

At the same time, at the evidence storage area of ​​the police station, Liang Shaoke came here and stood in front of the window.

"Check Zhang Beixing's belongings for me."

He knocked on the slate in front of the window and spoke in a serious tone.

The police officer nodded: "Wait a moment, Captain Liang."

Soon, the police officer came over with a small box and said, "This is Zhang Beixing's personal belongings."

Liang Shaoke took the box and looked at the contents: a box of needles, a wallet, and some miscellaneous items, but there was indeed no weapon he was thinking of.

But think about it, Zhang Beixing is unlikely to surrender himself with the murder weapon.

After all, he claimed that he was framed.

Shaking his head, laughing and sighing, Liang Shaoke turned around and wanted to leave.

Just then, an object in the box caught his attention.

He reached out, fished it out of the box and held it before his eyes.

Is this a button on a dress?
This button looks quite delicate, and is covered with strange patterns that look like some kind of alphabetical symbols or some kind of religious ritual symbols.

But all in all, it's just an ordinary button, just with a special design.

Without thinking too much, he put the button back into the box and turned away.

……

Ding-ling-ling! The telephones in the Fenglan City Police Department's Alarm Center kept ringing, echoing in the hall.

As the phone rang again, the operator picked up the call within a second.

"Hello, this is Fenglan City Police Center. How can I help you?" the operator asked politely.

"Hello! Someone's been killed! There's a body! I see it! I see a body!"

The voice on the phone sounded extremely panicked, as if someone had been frightened.

The operator paused and asked quickly, "Please provide the specific address and we will send a police officer there immediately."

"Minhai Street, No. 527 Minhai Street, come quickly!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was hurried and anxious.

The phone was hung up with a click.

The operator didn't have time to think about it and hurriedly wrote it down. He stood up and ran towards the service hall...

No. 386 Yinghai Street, inside an old residential building.

"Search carefully, don't miss any corner!"

Liang Shaoke spoke solemnly as he looked at the dozen or so police officers who dispersed from the surrounding area.

He personally led the team back to the crime scene where the victim died three days ago.

Eager to conduct more in-depth on-site investigations and find subtle clues that could convict or exonerate Zhang Beixing.

He grinned, put his hands on his hips, looked up at the scorching sun, and felt the waves of heat in the air.

Although it is early autumn, the weather is still hot, and the occasional cool breeze cannot dispel the heat at all.

"Three days... It's been more than three days since he died. Even if there were any clues left, they would have disappeared without a trace due to the passage of time."

Liang Shaoke shook his head and sighed, not holding out high hopes for this.

However, nothing is absolute in this world. What if we really have missed some clues?

What if this clue can really prove Zhang Beixing’s crime?
Or, what if...

Jingle Bell!
A rapid ring of the phone interrupted his thoughts.

Liang Shaoke came back to his senses and quickly took out his phone from his pocket and answered: "Hello, what's the matter?"

"Captain Liang, a body was found at No. 527 Minhai Street. Preliminary judgment shows that the time of death is no more than half an hour! (End of this chapter)