Detective: Open your eyes, I am handcuffed in the interrogation room.

Chapter 643 This Year's Snow is a Little Early

This is true.

Qian Dakang's act of damaging the surveillance camera "helped" the police to identify Qian Yu as a suspect, and his act of rummaging through the drawers "helped" the police to find evidence to accuse Qian Yu of murder. His act of going out late at night "helped" the police to find Qian Yu's weapons.

From Qian Yu's perspective, his father really did more harm than good.

Zhuo Yun didn't bother arguing with the other party about these useless things. If he was caught, he was caught. Even if Qian Dakang wasn't there, he wouldn't be able to get away with it.

Lu Zhengkai is an experienced veteran criminal policeman, and Chen Yi is in the special task force, so it is only a matter of time before the case is solved.

The interrogation continues.

Qian Yu said that he ran into Ji Jingfu by chance and had no choice but to kill him. The reason why he did not choose to dispose of the crime tools outside was because he had not thought about how to deal with them. No matter where he threw them, they would be easily discovered. In addition, it was his first crime and he was highly nervous, so he took them home first and planned to do it the next day.

In his opinion, no matter how fast the police acted, it was impossible for them to find him in one night, so there was still enough time.

However, he did not expect that his father would find something wrong after he returned home. After asking questions without any result, he secretly entered the house and looked through the drawers, where he found the blood-stained dagger and clothes.

"What were you doing at that time?" Zhuo Yun asked.

Qian Yu said calmly: "I'm taking a shower. I smell a strong bloody smell on my body. It's uncomfortable to smell. I flushed the condom down the drain."

He showed no remorse, as if he had only done something insignificant.

Zhuo Yun turned his head and looked towards the observation room, and the one-way mirror was blurry.

So far, no victim’s DNA has been found in the samples collected from Qian Dakang’s bathroom, which means that there should be no biological traces on Qian Yu’s body, or it has been washed very clean.

It doesn't matter, the chain of evidence is already complete.

"Go on, what did you talk about with Qian Dakang after you came out of the shower?" Zhuo Yun said.

At this moment, the faint smile on Qian Yu's face rarely faded, and he lowered his head slightly and remained silent.

After all, a father is a father. Facing Qian Dakang's questioning and Qian Dakang's collapse after learning the truth, Qian Yu's mind went blank.

He was unable to answer his father's questions, and after he admitted to the murder, a long silence ensued.

Qian Dakang asked repeatedly, but Qian Yu never said a word.

Why kill?
How should he answer? The uncontrollable impulse had been eating away at his sanity over the years.

This day will come sooner or later.

Zhuo Yun: "Is this the only case you've handled? It's death anyway, there's nothing to hide."

The beginning of the serial murder case is just speculation, it may not be the beginning, and it needs to be asked.

Qian Yu raised his eyelids, without reacting to death, and said, "Yes."

Zhuo Yun did not question it. He had already gone through all the unsolved cases in Yangcheng and found no identical or similar cases.

There is a first time for everything. One can only say that Ji Jingfu was very unlucky. He happened to be living in Xintou Town during that time and met Qian Yu when he was maintaining his vehicle.

If Tang Hongyi had found Ji Jingfu earlier, he might not have been the one to die.

The tragedy was bound to happen, the only difference was the identity of the victim. Qian Yu's indifference was very intuitive and out of the scope of a normal person. As Su Ying said, the operation should have really had a huge impact on him.

However, there is no evidence to prove this.

It is difficult to come to a definite conclusion about the motive for murder.

The interrogation did not stop. Zhuo Yun chose an indirect approach and attacked Qian Yu again from a psychological and thinking perspective regarding the motive for murder.

"How do you feel when you see the child?"

"I really want to... touch them, I really want to... hear their whimpering cries."

……

"What about adult women?"

"I want to destroy them as much as I can."

……

"When did you feel this way?"

"High school, maybe."

……

"Did you do anything special in high school?"

"I've fed stray cats, I've touched stray cats... I've killed stray cats."

When asked this, Zhuo Yun paused and asked, "How did you kill him?"

Qian Yu licked his lips: "Use a knife."

Observatory.

Zhou Yebin mentioned the operation in his early years and pointed out the possibility that the doctors might have made a major mistake. Didn’t they know that once the amygdala area of ​​a person’s frontal lobe was damaged, the consequences could be very serious?
Chen Yi didn't say anything because he didn't know either. Such issues were not the responsibility of the criminal police.

Lu Zhengkai speculated: "For doctors, saving lives is the most important thing. They can't control the rest, right? Forensic doctor Su also said that there is no authoritative science to prove this, it's just a theory."

Zhou Yebin nodded slightly.

The doctors saved lives and healed the wounded. Qian Yu was seriously injured at that time, and it was good enough that he was still alive. As for the sequelae... no matter how serious the sequelae are, they are not as precious as life.

However, Ji Jingfu’s family of four died innocently, so how can this be justified?

If you look into it carefully, it was the fault of the person who beat Qian Yu. If Qian Yu had not been beaten, had not been sent to the hospital, and had not undergone brain surgery, perhaps everything that happened later would not have happened.

But...if we dig deeper, if Qian Dakang had not been an intelligence dealer, he would not have made enemies, and his son Qian Yu would not have been beaten.

It’s a cycle of cause and effect. There is a cause before there is an effect.

I wonder if Qian Dakang is aware of this?
……

Qian Dakang's fingerprints were detected on the black plastic bag, and the evidence and Qian Yu's confession were placed in front of him.

Faced with all this, Qian Dakang burst into tears.

This time, Chen Yi entered the interrogation room.

How should I put it? Qian Dakang is a rather special person. After all, he is Meng Yi’s good friend, a friend of a friend, so to some extent he is also... a friend.

"I'm sorry." Chen Yi handed over a cigarette.

Qian Dakang took it with trembling hands, and took a long time to aim at the fire handed to him by Chen Yi. Smoke slowly rose.

After taking a puff of cigarette, Qian Dakang slowly calmed down.

Men's dependence on tobacco is not just due to physiological reasons.

"When did you discover that something was wrong with Qian Yu?" Chen Yi asked.

Qian Yu's character change did not happen overnight. As a father who lived with him day and night, Qian Dakang should have noticed it a long time ago, but he just didn't pay too much attention to it.

It is normal for a child who has been in the ICU and undergone major surgery to have a change in personality after recovery.

"Ah." Qian Dakang sighed, "This kid changed after he came out of the hospital. He became taciturn. I didn't think much about it. I thought he would need time to get over this. But I didn't expect his change... was far more than just silence.

Qian Yu, when he was little he loved animals and was very caring, but he became indifferent after the surgery. He would step on insects to death if he saw them on the street, and kick stray cats and dogs away if he met them.

I scolded him, and his eyes even made me feel a little scared. It wasn’t until I was in high school that things got better.”

Chen Yi: "Have you ever thought of taking him to see a doctor?" Qian Dakang: "I have. I have seen a neurologist and a psychologist. It's useless. This is all my fault. I can only try my best to make it up to him."

Through the conversation with Qian Dakang, Chen Yi roughly understood Qian Yu's personality fluctuations, which were like an irregular function curve.

Ups and downs, ups and downs, downs, and finally a sudden rise in high school and college, eventually evolving into a ruthless murderer.

Maybe it has something to do with psychological development.

Maybe it's related to brain trauma.

Anyway, tragedy happened.

Chen Yi: "Do you think Qian Yu's change is related to that operation?"

Qian Dakang did not deny it: "It can only be that operation. It's all my fault. It's all my fault... It's all my fault."

The more he spoke, the more crazy he became. The only sound in the interrogation room was his repeated mumbling. Chen Yi stopped talking and turned to leave.

The details of Zhang Menhai's life were also clarified. It was indeed Qian Dakang who deliberately got him drunk that night. When Zhang Menhai was unconscious, he talked about the "past" from his early years.

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Of course, the "past events" were made up by Qian Dakang.

"Have you forgotten? I talked to you about this before. The person who betrayed me was a guy named Ji Jingfu. Think about it carefully, isn't it?" Qian Dakang said confidently.

Zhang Menhai echoed casually in confusion: "Oh... I have some impression of him, he is really a piece of shit."

Falsifying memory is much easier than imposing memory. I have to say that Qian Dakang was a little clever. Maybe he didn't expect to succeed, but just wanted to do something more for his son to make up for the misfortune he suffered that year.

For the crime of harboring a criminal, Qian Dakang will have to spend a few years in prison.

He may not care about this matter at all. His son's life has come to an end and the meaning of his life has also been lost.

As neither of them mentioned Qian Dakang's wife and there was no clue pointing to the other's involvement in the cover-up, the task force ruled them out of the case after questioning.

Within three days, the case was solved and everyone in the task force could finally relax their tense nerves, but they were followed by a deep feeling of fatigue and sleepiness.

During these three days, everyone hardly slept, and the occasional nap was considered a rest, which was a huge burden on the body.

There's no way around it. This is how criminal police are. It's common for them to work without sleep when encountering a case.

Lu Zhengkai was also very tired, so he let everyone rest and eat well. After they were fully recovered, they had to continue to prepare for new challenges in the future.

The six members of the special case team took a last look at Qian Yu, who had been interrogated, and said goodbye to the Criminal Investigation Brigade and left the Municipal Bureau.

For some reason, when they found out that the murderer was Qian Yu, the fire in Teng Dabin and the others' hearts was not ignited, and the anger towards the murderer that they had imagined did not come as expected.

Perhaps, the image of the murderer was very different from what they had expected. They thought he was a pervert, but they didn't expect him to be even more cold-blooded than a pervert. It could be said that he had no emotions at all, only a faint blood relationship.

When dealing with such a person, I don't feel angry, but instead I feel a calmness that even I feel strange.

Perhaps it was because of his infectiousness, the murderer had no concern for what he had done. Killing was as easy as eating and drinking, and he did not feel any regret at all. Correspondingly, Teng Dabing and his companions could not help but feel no concern for the murderer.

They are not looking at a person, they are just a killing machine with human thinking, without any real desire, killing for the sake of killing.

"If he were abroad, there would probably be a lot of powerful organizations that like him." The speaker was Teng Dabin.

A person without emotions and fear is perfect to be a tool. Even if his loyalty cannot be guaranteed, there is always a way to control him.

Chen Yi: “Have you seen it?”

Teng Dabin shook his head: "No, the ones I met... were all pretty normal people."

……

The next day, Chen Yi went to Lizhi. He needed to let Meng Yi know about Qian Dakang's affairs.

After receiving the news, Meng Yi was a little stunned. He subconsciously sorted out his thoughts and confirmed that his previous help to the Economic Investigation Detachment had nothing to do with the current case.

Even if Qian Dakang did not provide any clues, Qian Yu would still kill people, and Ji Jingfu's family would still die. The result would not change at all. These are two parallel things and there is no intersection.

"Why? Do Qian Yu and Ji Jingfu have a grudge against each other?" Meng Yi couldn't understand.

Chen Yi lazily leaned on the sofa and said, "Maybe it has something to do with the surgery I had earlier. Who can tell for sure about brain surgery?"

Meng Yi seemed to understand but didn't ask any more questions. He sighed at what happened to Qian Dakang's family and the death of the innocent victims.

"After all, it was Qian Dakang who caused the consequences himself. He is very regretful now." Meng Yi realized this.

If you offend someone, whether you can get away with it safely really depends on your luck.

I don't care about myself, what's important is my family.

This incident has sounded the alarm for certain gray industries. When money is easy to make, you must be wary of the backlash hidden behind it. The faster you make money, the greater the backlash.

Only when you survive the backlash can you be considered successful in everyone's eyes.

"Regret is certain. Regret is the emotion that each of us has the most in our lives." Chen Yi shook the wine glass in his hand, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Meng Yi: "Do you have any regrets?"

Chen Yi laughed: "Nonsense, I'm not a god."

Meng Yi: "Smart people always regret less. When are you going to leave Yangcheng?"

Chen Yi: "In the next two days, he probably won't be back before the New Year. Let's get together again during the New Year."

Meng Yi nodded: "Yes."

We are about to enter December. It goes by so fast. The older I get, the more I feel that time flies. With more responsibilities, I only focus on moving forward and forget to stop and appreciate the current scenery.

Before adulthood, you live for yourself; after adulthood, you live for others.

Tonight, the Chen and Fang families have plans to have dinner together, bringing the long-lost family warmth.

Next summer, grandchildren of both families will be born. This is the thing that the elderly on both sides are looking forward to most this year and next year, nothing else.

After three rounds of drinks, Fang Songping solemnly announced that the child's name had been chosen, which aroused great curiosity from the other four people.

There are still six or seven months before delivery, and it’s a bit too early. In fact, you can take some time to calm down. There is no best, only better.

"I can't tell you. You will know next year." Facing the questions from several people, Fang Songping smiled but said nothing. He seemed to be quite satisfied with the name he chose and kept it a secret.

Seeing Fang Songping's smile as if he had won the bet, Chen Zhiyao's mouth twitched slightly, and he doubted the quality of the name: "You've chosen a name before the baby is born? How to distinguish between boys and girls?"

Fang Songping explained in two words: "Universal."

Chen Zhiyao: “…”

Shen Ying: “…”

She rolled her eyes at her husband. She shouldn't have let the two of them decide the naming rights through gambling, which made them so passive now.

Chen Yi and Fang Shuyu looked at each other and also had a bad feeling. However, with Fang Songping's knowledge and status, he should not be interested in names like Chen Dapao and Chen Cuihua.

Suddenly, the shouts of passers-by were heard outside. Chen Yi turned his head subconsciously, and the police's conditioned reflex made him stand up immediately and go to the window.

Everywhere you look, there is light snow falling.

The romance and memory of snow make all northerners look forward to snow in the fourth quarter. It turns out that the shouts just now were cheers, which were a bit of an overreaction.

Fang Shuyu also came over. Seeing the snow outside, her eyes lit up and she smiled: "It's great. We see each other every year, and every year it's a surprise."

Chen Yi didn't know what he was thinking: "The snow this year is a little early."

(End of this chapter)