Criminal Investigation Files

"I did it all by myself." Love bowed his head and said this sentence gently.

At 4:36 p.m. in Nancheng Public Security Bureau, Song Wen, who had just finished an interrogation, looked at the woman in front of her with white light. Song Wen could see her uncombed hair on her forehead and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes. Her eyelashes covered her eyes.

When Song Wen asked Ma Minghui to account for all the facts, he heard the news that love came from the first. He never thought of this situation. There were either no suspects or two suspects in this case. He suspected love before, but he didn't lock her down for some reasons. One of the reasons is that there is a kind of indifference in the body of love, which makes people think of four words - heart like ashes. She is like a butterfly submerged in the water, floating with the waves, even the strength to struggle. He couldn't imagine that this woman would stab that deadly knife.

That pair of shoes belonged to Lin Zhenghua. When Song Wen and Lu Siyu visited her last time, they still kept the direction of entering the door

When the door closed in front of her love, she sighed like she was alive. She hated Lin Zhenghua, but the child was innocent. She always loved her son very much. After the crime, she still missed it. Before, when she and Lin Shang put Lin Zhenghua's body in the trunk, they forgot to take his shoes

"It doesn't matter if you don't speak now. We have someone to search your home and arrest Lin Shang. Soon everything will be clear." Song Wen said these words. It's six o'clock and it's time to get off work. At this last moment, he finally found the real murderer and turned to walk out, relieved.

Love bowed his head and pursed his lips, no longer talking, but his eyes were dim.

"You are left-handed. When Lin Zhenghua is face-to-face with you, he should be stabbed in the right chest. Lin Zhenghua was not killed by you, but by your son Lin Shang. In order to help Lin Shang get rid of the crime, you dissected the corpse, destroyed the traces, and confused the time and place of the crime, just to make an alibi for your son in the cram school. In order to prevent the police from continuing to investigate, you come from the head of the court and want to take the blame for your son. I hope the case will end here. " Song Wen's words are pressing forward step by step.

At that moment, love's face changed, as if a bullet hit the heart, let her tottering.

"You can't drive, but your son Lin can. Lin Shang is still under age and has no car, but he has been taught by Lin Zhenghua before. " Song Wen still remembers the group photo of Lin Shang and Lin Zhenghua when he was at home. One of them was taken by car. He continued to point out the loopholes in the love story. "Moreover, when normal people heard the question I asked you," so? " Fu Linjiang didn't know what it meant. He didn't know what it had to do with Lin Zhenghua's murder.

As soon as he entered the meeting room, Song Wen said, "I checked. That day Lin Shang and Zhong Qing appeared in the English cram school, but Lin Shang was a little late It's about 8:40. The address of the cram school is very close to the place where the victim was killed. It's just a small area away. "

Several people are waiting for work there. Seeing Song Wen's reaction, they don't know what their leaders are going to do.

He went out to the corridor and made a phone call. When he came back, he called a few humanitarians: "a team of people will come here and have a meeting in the small conference room."

In an instant, Song Wen's eyes suddenly widened, and the knot in his brain instantly opened.

From the perspective of Song Wen, we can see half the title of the book - suspect x

Song Wen raises his head, across the glass of the office, and looks at Lu Siyu. He has summed up all the interrogation records. At this time, he lowers his head, and is looking through a book he bought at noon in his hand. His unfathomable, expressionless black eyes are staring at the book in his hand.

But he felt that there was something wrong with this case.

In any case, if you commit a crime, you will pay the price.

There are no innocent people.

What kind of family is this. He is a gay director who looks beautiful but has secrets; he looks like a good wife but has hatred in his heart; he is a man who seems to be in love but extorts from his pillow.

Every time he solves a case, he seems to approach the life of some people, from strangers, checking various materials step by step, interrogating again and again, to familiar people, even though this kind of familiarity is hostile.

Song Wen catches love, but has no sense of achievement.

Zhu Xiao also joked: "this is really a smooth accident, now, team Tian estimated that his face would be angry."

Everyone else in the office was at ease at this time. Lao Jia took the signed document and said, "it's over. It's over. Everyone is happy. You can go home and have a good sleep after work today."

Song Wen gave a sound, but he didn't seem to be listening. He went straight to his desk, opened his chair and sat down.

The police station at 5 p.m. doesn't have the tranquility of an ordinary company before work. Song Wen comes out of the interrogation room, and Fu Linjiang says to him, "Lao Jia and Zhu Xiao have brought Guo Zai here. I've asked him about it, and the boy has recruited all of them. As Ma Minghui said before, extortion exists, but he shouldn't do it.""You should write down all the relevant information first. If you give more explanations and have a better attitude, the judge will consider it at his discretion." Song Wen said, but it was hard to imagine that this calm woman was the murderer.

"This is a family dispute. Can we apply for commutation if we surrender?" Love this just took back eyes, looked up to Song Wen.

"What else do you have to account for?" Song Wen was puzzled by her movements.

"Before I still had some fluke mentality, but later I think it's only a matter of time before I'm discovered by you. " When she said that, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the glass. Her eyes seemed to penetrate the fog and fell on Lu Siyu. Her secret was discovered. After she made up for it in a hurry, she became more and more uneasy. She had to change her plan and take the initiative to attack. However, it seems that the little policeman has not told her secret yet.

"We met in the morning. Why didn't you tell the truth then?" Song Wen asked again.

There are many details that have not been disclosed to the public. She can say that the person in front of her is probably the murderer, or at least she has been to the scene of the crime and may be one of the accomplices.

"Then I washed away the traces I left, and I realized that I might not have the time and energy to completely destroy the body. I've been scared these days. "

Love stroked the hair hanging from his forehead: "my first reaction was to throw the body, so I separated his body in the bathroom. But I found that even if it was separated, the human body was bigger than I thought. I want to crush him and flush him into the toilet, but the progress of the juicer is very slow, and I can't squeeze the place with bones, so I just crush the viscera. I was afraid of the smell, so I put ice in the bathtub and kept changing the water. Later, I stewed the cut ribs and left them downstairs with some knives and washed clothes before dawn. " Love face calmly said all this, but the speed is faster and faster, she seems to return to the rental house, back to the scene.

"At that time, I was so scared that I felt like a dream. I went back to the coffee shop as if nothing had happened. When the cram school was over, I picked up the child and took a taxi home. Then I secretly came to deal with the body in the evening. "

"At about 8:30 that evening, my son and I took a taxi to attend the cram school. I went to the nearby small coffee shop to kill time and found that my bank card account was transferred at more than 7:00 in the evening I was very angry. Before, I remember that Lin Zhenghua rented a house in this community, and then he ran to talk with him. Talking about money, he was very excited. I picked up a knife and stabbed it into his chest... "

"Tell me more about the process of the crime."

"I didn't give him the money. He transferred the 100000 yuan himself." She added with a self mocking smile, "I'm such a vulgar person. If I don't have any feelings, I have to leave something behind. If he moves the money he gives me, it's killing me. " Long term depression has made her vulnerable and sensitive, and the corners of her mouth make her look nervous.

"Because of the money." Love raised his head, the expression on his face changed slightly, like a ghost took off her virtuous skin, making Song Wen feel as if he didn't know this woman.

"Why did you suddenly..."

"I've wanted to kill him for a long time. There is no difference between my life at home and my life in prison. " Love took a breath, only at this time, her mood just appeared a trace of waves.

"Why?"

Love is gently nodded.

"You did all the killing and dismembering?" Song Wen asked.

She didn't have the passion to kill, and even she was desperate in life. What she was alive was just a body. But now, the woman sitting opposite him, without reservation, can not find a trace of resistance and defense, as if to split her life and body, spread out in front of others.

It is said that people are just like their name, she is called love, and this life is also planted in love at first sight. In spite of her parents' opposition, she married Lin Zhenghua, and then she fell into hell.

All along, Lin Zhenghua is a homosexual. Both of them keep it from their son, Lin Shang. But that day, Lin Zhenghua went back home in a rage. When they threw their anger on her, they accidentally mentioned the tens of thousands of yuan and the fact that Lin Zhenghua was living with a man outside. When the red eyed Lin Shang came out of the house and asked if Lin Zhenghua was gay, she knew that the family was over.

For a long time, Lin Shang's image of her father has been shattered, and the collapsed Lin Shang stabbed his father in the chest. He and he transported the body to the rental house, and then did what she had done thousands of times in her dream, cutting the man to pieces. Net, net, you should remember to collect or remember, report mistakes, ask for books, find books and chat with book friends: