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

Chapter 29 The dust has settled
This strange cry was simply earth-shattering.

Whether it is the two people in the interrogation room or the leaders in the monitoring room.

Everyone's face changed in shock at this sudden change.

what's the situation?
Officer Zhu from Xi'an was able to break the suspect's defenses twice in a row with these two short videos.

One time was suicide.

This time it was even more exaggerated. Anyone could hear the despair in Huang's voice.

"You idiot, fuck your mother! You guys were fooling me from the beginning to the end! Do you think the police can fool people, huh?"

"what?"

At this moment, Huang no longer had any of his previous calmness and elegance.

He looks crazy, and his hideous face makes him look like a monster.

"Hem home shovel!"

Every time he cursed.

My whole body shook as if I got an electric shock.

Like a fish out of water struggling.

He let his ankles rub against the handcuffs, not caring even until his skin was torn.

"Your son has been arrested and he has taken all the blame."

Zhu Zhisong ignored Huang's madness.

He leaned against the interrogation table and paced back and forth.

He began to recount the course of events: "This is definitely not a crime committed by one person. Ten people were killed overnight, and the bodies had to be disposed of in different places. Four days later, the company dared to resume business as usual. It is not something you, a person with years of asthma, can do."

"click click"

Huang's hands were on the interrogation chair, his neck stiffened and his eyes kept following Zhu Zhisong.

He kept shouting, "No, no, I did it alone. It was me, it was me, it was me. I killed them all! Officer, I killed them all."

Zhu Zhisong ignored him.

He picked up the strong tea on the table and took a big gulp.

"Huang was a great gambler and won money everywhere. His son was influenced by him and thought he could make a fortune by gambling like his father. Unfortunately, his son had bad luck in gambling and soon lost almost all of his family property. He also owed a lot of debts. The debt collectors came to the door every day, which annoyed the whole family. His wife also filed for divorce."

Huang suddenly became dejected, lowered his head dejectedly, and muttered: "It's not like this, it's not like this, it's not like this, no...it's like this..."

Huang's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost inaudible.

"At this time, the son suddenly remembered that the Zheng couple from the Baxian Hotel still owed his father more than 180,000 yuan, which was just enough to pay off his gambling debts. So he urged his father to collect the debt again and again. His father did not ask for the money because of their friendship, but he agreed to help his son pay off the debt."

"Unexpectedly, Mr. and Mrs. Zheng were unwilling to pay back the money, nor were they willing to sell the restaurant to pay off the debt."

Zhu Zhisong sighed.

"So, one night, the father and son decided to use force."

[Two people wearing raincoats sneaked into the backyard of the hotel. ]

[Throw the drug into the cold tea bucket, knocking out everyone in the hotel. ]

[Tie everyone up and put them in the yard.]

[The son splashed water on them to wake them up.]

[He casually picked up a beer bottle on the stage, smashed the bottom of the bottle into a half-broken weapon, and with one hand, he grabbed Zheng's youngest son who was standing beside him, and pressed the broken bottle against his neck, and ordered everyone to be silent.]

[Although there were 9 people present at the time, including Zheng Lin's family and the chef, they were all tied up and their only son was in Huang's hands, so no one dared to move.]

[At this time, Zheng's wife suddenly got angry, yelled loudly and tried to pick up her son. The son rushed forward and stabbed Zheng's wife in the neck with a broken wine bottle, killing her on the spot. The son then went crazy and stabbed the rest of the people to death with the wine bottle or strangled them with his bare hands.]

[Huang had no choice but to help his son. He spent eight hours dismembering the body using the store's electric meat grinder.]

[The son was still not satisfied, so he took some of the minced meat and made barbecued pork buns, planning to sell them the next day.]

【Put the rest into two layers of black plastic bags and discard them one by one in the trash can. 】

Zhu Zhisong walked up to Huang.

She lowered her head and whispered in his ear, "Am I right, Mr. Huang?"

Huang's clothes were soaked.

He slumped in the interrogation chair.

I no longer have the strength to struggle.

All calculations are in vain.

The police already have all the details of the case.

He also arrested his son.

Huang intuitively felt that every pore on his body was sweating.

The remaining strength was lost along with the sweat.

He looked up at the surveillance camera.

I felt the world spinning, my ears ringing, and my eyes went dark.

Lying straight on the chair.

Passed out.

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On the way back.

Zhu Zhisong did not inquire about the follow-up of the Baxian Hotel case.

His task has been completed.

As for how Huang will confess and how his son will be sentenced after being arrested, that is the business of the South Australian police.

The case was solved.

It will definitely make headlines.

After all, it is a nationally famous unsolved case.

The entire South Australia Police Department must be awarded a second-class collective merit.

The leader of the serious crime squad might even be awarded first-class merit.

Originally, the South Australia Police Department was determined to award Zhu Zhisong a first-class individual merit.

But he declined.

It's different from every successful case.

Such a big case was solved this time.

Zhu Zhisong, however, felt no sense of accomplishment at all.

He turned the steering wheel out of boredom.

He stretched out a finger and mechanically shifted the gear.

It seems like I'm just a puppet.

Standing behind him is that vile old thief Jiang.

Why is it?
Why the script he wrote can restore the case exactly as it happened.

Just two short videos were enough to make such a difficult suspect explode on the spot.

He even asked for death many times.

Old thief Jiang, who the hell are you?

Tell the truth
It is said that Jiang Hanwen is related to these unsolved cases.

Zhu Zhisong didn't believe it at all.
Not to mention personal information investigation and timeline logical analysis.

It was just the conversation between me and Jiang Laozei.

Zhu Zhisong couldn't tell whether Jiang Hanwen was lying or not.

Then his result of graduating first in the police academy must be fake.

Why is it?
Zhu Zhisong's forehead was wrinkled into a shape called "川".

"The earth is spiritual, the earth is spiritual."

The phone rang.

Zhu Zhisong took a glance.

It's the master,
I quickly clicked to answer the call.

From the other end of the line came Lao Ding's laughter, as rough as an old bear.

"Hahaha, my good disciple, you really didn't bring shame to your master, haha. You've made a name for yourself this time."

Lao Ding seems to be in a good mood.

"Where are you? Hurry up and report to me at the bureau. Tell me how those bastards in Nan'ao are so shameless and servile."

The old man became happier the more he spoke.

"Damn it, don't you know that the bald old man in Nan'ao actually secretly reported to his superiors, saying that our Xiguan police department was practicing feudal superstition and using metaphysics to solve cases? As a result, he apologized to the leader that day, saying it was a misunderstanding. Hahaha, I laughed to death, haha."

Zhu Zhisong is an honest man.

I can never learn to be as shameless as my master.

But I don't want to spoil the master's interest.

I could only follow behind and laugh dryly.

"Why don't you come back by plane?"

Old Ding changed the subject and began to complain about his apprentice.

"Hey, Master, the high-speed train is pretty fast. I arrived at Xiguan South Station this morning and am driving to the bureau now. I'll be there in a little while."

Zhu Zhisong continued to smile apologetically.

"You are good in every way, but you are too honest. Those bastards in South Australia received 500,000 or 600,000 yuan in bonuses for the second-class merit alone, but they didn't even buy you a plane ticket when you arrived. How stingy."

Zhu Zhisong had a face full of black lines. It was really his luck to have such a reckless master.

When he was leaving, he clearly remembered that the Nan'ao Police Station transferred most of the bonus to the account of the Xiguan Police Station.

They only left less than 100,000 yuan.

This is considered to be kind no matter how you look at it.

But when it comes to the master's mouth, he immediately becomes a treacherous villain and a cunning villain.

However, Zhu Zhisong knew his master's temper best.

You can't touch a donkey that goes your way.

If you don't obey him, you will suffer the consequences.

"Yes, yes, Master. Next time we go to South Australia to handle a case, we'll eat their big restaurants. We'll have crispy roast pork, curry beef offal, bone-flavored pomfret balls, and Portuguese chicken."

"Alright, alright, stop tempting me. Go to the corner and bring me two roasted pigeons. Remember to make sure they are freshly roasted!"

"Okay, Master."

(End of this chapter)