I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 26 Jiang Hanwen, you are so fancy

South Australia Police Station.

In the special interrogation room, the criminal suspect Huang sat on the cold interrogation chair, with his head tilted back with a blank expression, his eyes seemed to be staring at something in the void very seriously.

The suspect was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses.

The lenses are surprisingly thick.

He looked very gentle, but was very thin and had very dark skin.

Seems a little malnourished.

Wearing a yellow vest with the words "South Australia Public Security" printed on it.

More like a monkey in a big robe curled up in a large interrogation chair.

Zhu Zhisong frowned.

He came here this time at the special invitation of the South Australian police to help with the interrogation.

After all, he is the only one in Xiguan who is most familiar with Jiang Hanwen, the provider of the video clues, and he is also within the system.

Originally, the South Australian police required Jiang Hanwen himself to go to the police station to assist in the investigation.

But he was stopped by Director Ding.

After much persuasion, he took out Jiang Hanwen's investigation file.

In less than half a month, an innocent citizen has been arrested and taken to police station three times.

Even Director Ding, as a senior leader, couldn't stand it anymore.

Moreover, on the night when the South Australia police arrived in Xiguan,
Jiang Hanwen rescued another girl in a community in the High-tech Zone and helped capture two wanted criminals.

Now they are going to send them to South Australia, thousands of miles away, to assist in the investigation?

Everyone was really speechless.

Zhu Zhisong volunteered.

I had a phone call with Jiang Hanwen and learned some details of his script.

Then I came to South Australia.

It's not difficult to catch people.

The identity of the suspect is clearly stated in Jiang Hanwen's video.

Even the detail of wearing high-height glasses is described very accurately.

In less than two days, the South Australia police arrested the suspect who was volunteering at a temple in Hong Kong.

When the suspect saw the police arriving, he did not resist and got into the police car obediently.

The interrogation begins.

"Tell me about the crime that happened back then, and what have you done in all these years?"

Zhu Zhisong spoke first.

His eyes were fixed on the thin man in front of him.

This man's eyes were different from those of ordinary homicide suspects.

There wasn't the slightest hint of murderous hatred or cruelty in the corners of his eyes.

There is only peace and tranquility.

It seemed that the evil and stubborn spirit was really washed away in the temple.

"I plead not guilty."

Huang nodded slightly and said calmly.

He was smiling, and his dark face glowed like topaz.

"You and Mr. and Mrs. Zheng, the owners of the Eight Sages Hotel, had a feud over gambling debts. You went to their house many times to collect the debt but failed. You became angry and killed and dismembered the body. Afterwards, you absconded to Hong Kong. The case is clear and the evidence is conclusive. I advise you not to quibble."

As Zhu Zhisong spoke, he picked up a stack of files from the table and started flipping through them.

Then he placed a stack of photos in front of Huang.

Spread out one by one.

They are all yellowed photos of cases.

No body parts, no remains.

There was only a meat grinder that was rinsed out.

There were also several black plastic bags.

What remains are photos of the deceased at the Baxian Hotel when they were alive.

"Officer, I didn't kill anyone, I don't plead guilty."

Huang did not look at the photo in front of him.

A trace of pain flashed across his face, and then he nodded again, with his hands flat on the handles of the interrogation chair.

Although the hands were fixed on the chair,

But it can still be seen that Huang wanted to put his hands together and bow.

It seems that this person has been a volunteer in the temple for more than ten years.

It's not purely to avoid disaster.

Huang frowned and said in a deep voice, "As early as 1984, when the Zheng couple owed me 188,000, I had already intended to buy the Eight Immortals Restaurant. There are witnesses to this. Many of the neighbors at that time are still alive and can testify for me. Moreover, there were people of all ages in the restaurant. Even if I were a demon, I would never do such a thing. In short, it was not me who did it. If it was me, it would be fine if I admitted it."

After Huang finished speaking, his thin chest rose and fell violently.

Breathing also became rapid.

"Behave yourself!"

the interrogating police officer scolded.

It is common for prisoners in the interrogation room to become excited and struggle wildly.

He would not look kindly upon the barbecued pork bun killer in front of him.

He had nine lives to his name, yet he still wanted to learn from the monks and lay down his butcher knife to be compassionate.

dream.

When faced with such scum, even Buddha has to resort to the methods of the Mingwang.

The deputy investigating officer looked annoyed.

The case of the Eight Sages Hotel is well known to everyone in South Australia.

He was still a student at the time of the crime.

I also followed my classmates to join in the fun.

This case is still a source of fear for many South Australians all these years later.

Even the original storefront of the Baxian Hotel was not rented by anyone for several years after the incident.

Finally, the owner wanted to sell it at a low price, and he lowered the price all the way down to 30% of the market price, but no one dared to buy it.

You know, South Australians have always risked their lives to do business.

Even so, no one dares to buy this haunted house.

Later, there was really no other way, so the government stepped in to merge the two storefronts into one and demolished the courtyard where the crime occurred and rebuilt it.

It was transformed into a charity house.

However, the effect was not very good and few people visited the charity hall.

Old Nanao people say that where resentful ghosts gather, the charity hall becomes a mourning hall.

Most of the police officers in the Serious Crime Squad who are handling this case are locals in South Australia.

I was deeply impressed by this case and I take it very seriously.

Their serious crime squad has discussed this with the bureau.

The news of the suspect's arrest will not be announced to the public until the case is fully understood.

This case is too well-known.

The evidence is not substantiated.

If it is announced rashly, it will definitely cause an uproar and the whole of South Australia will pay attention to it.

By then, the case will be unclear, the police will be in a passive position, and they will have no explanation to the public.

The interrogation seemed to have reached an impasse.

Only the clock on the wall was ticking.

Two police officers.

The suspects all fell into a long silence. Zhu Zhisong did not show the video shot by Jiang Hanwen to Huang.

The police cannot convict someone based on just one video.

Rather than taking it out too early.

It is better to weaken the suspect's temper first.

Make him tired and reveal his weaknesses.

But the current situation has exceeded Zhu Zhisong's expectations.

The suspect pleaded not guilty.

No oil and salt.

And he did not resort to any tricks to resist the interrogation.

Neither the black nor the white face can sing.

This made the two people in charge of the interrogation feel powerless, as if they were punching cotton.

Zhu Zhisong secretly complained in his heart: "Jiang Hanwen, you are always doing fancy things."

When I came, Zhu Zhisong and Jiang Hanwen talked about the case on the phone.

Jiang Hanwen just said one sentence.

Wait for him to update.

Wait for your sister.

Zhu Zhisong took out his cell phone.

Open Tik Tok and Jiang Hanwen’s homepage, and the weekly heartwarming story is still the second episode.

no update.

Zhu Zhisong's face was full of black lines.

time does not wait.

You can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

He opened Jiang Hanwen’s video.

Put it in front of Huang.

This action surprised Huang a little.

If the police officer doesn’t want to investigate the case, why show him a short video?

But the first scene of the video,
It completely attracted Huang's attention.

He was very familiar with that square sign in natural wood color.

Eight Sages Hotel.

That was the urban area of ​​South Australia in the 1980s.

Portuguese architecture is still the mainstream.

White marble columns.

The facade and eaves, carved with holy images, crosses and thorns, are quite exquisite.

In the evening, it is time for the Baxian Hotel to receive customers.

Just a picture.
Beads of sweat the size of beans began to appear on Huang's forehead.

His chest heaved violently and his breathing was like pumping bellows.

He no longer had the calmness and composure that the old monk in meditation had just shown.

The scene changed and showed several people playing mahjong.

The Zheng couple lost money.

Huang brought people to the house to collect the debt.

Pictures flashed by one after another.

Huang's breathing became increasingly difficult.

His face also turned purple.

"Officer, I don't want to watch it anymore. I don't want to watch it anymore."

As Huang spoke, his expression changed drastically.

Trembling violently all over.

Feet kicking around.

Sweat rained down.

next moment

Huang's eyes changed.

It seems that he has made up his mind.

He actually slammed into the iron ring of the armrest of the interrogation chair.

There was a clang.

Huang's head was about to hit the iron ring.

Fortunately, Zhu Zhisong was quick-witted.

He rushed forward and hugged Huang's neck.

Zhu Zhisong was surprised that Huang had become so thin.

The force that erupted from this attack actually caused his arms to feel torn apart.
Fortunately, Zhu Zhisong's arm blocked Huang's face and prevented him from hitting the chair handle directly.

And most of the energy was removed.

otherwise,

Huang hit the interrogation chair so hard that it hit the iron ring used to clamp the suspect's wrist.

The scene was absolutely horrific.

Iron rings were stuffed into the eye sockets, causing the eyeballs and brain to burst.

He would probably die on the spot.

This kind of thing has not happened before.

In the interrogation chair.

Huang was still struggling hard.

Ignoring the blood flowing from his forehead.

He whimpered and tried to commit suicide again.

The interrogating police officer stepped forward quickly.

They were preparing to open the handcuffs and send Huang to the infirmary for emergency treatment.

Every year, some prisoners commit suicide in the interrogation room.

So all the walls and objects in the room are upholstered.

Even the ballpoint pens that doctors use to record prisoners' blood pressure are specially made.

The only thing the prisoner could use was the iron ring on the interrogation chair that locked his hands.

The police officer took a look at the wound on Huang's head.

There was a gap about seven or eight centimeters long, with flesh and blood all over it.

It can be seen how much force the suspect used.

It was fine the last second.

The next second, he just wanted to die.

The change in mood is really surprising.

They also watched Jiang Hanwen's video.

Although it is true, Jiang Hanwen himself said at the end of the video that this storyline was Jiang Hanwen's personal creation, and any similarities are purely fictional.

A fictional story.

I didn't expect the suspect to have such a big reaction after seeing it.

Could it be that Jiang Hanwen took this photo?

Is this the truth of the case?!
Is this scientific?
(End of this chapter)