Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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The interrogation room is an independent and sealed space.

However, the one-way glass and all-round monitoring are enough for people outside to see everything inside.

Kong Guangming sat alone in the chair.

The chair was placed in the middle alone, with nothing around it.

Several cameras broadcast his old haggard face from the front, side and back, rickety back, handcuffed hands...

Xiang Wan watched quietly, outside the interrogation room, quietly watching the almost old middle-aged man's every move in the private space he thought...

"Towards night."

Bai Muchuan suddenly called her.

"Huh?" Xiang Wan turned his head and hit his eyes.

At a glance, each other seemed to understand what the other person was thinking.

"Huh!" Xiang Wan said: "I am not a criminal psychologist, but a novelist who likes to study the inner world of characters. I said I will do my best. This answer, are you satisfied?"

"Huh." Bai Muchuan raised his lips, "I am always satisfied with you."

This sentence is slightly joking, but sincere.

Xiang Wan couldn't find a teasing meaning on his face, and thought flawlessly.

"Thank you!" she said, "When will we go in?"

Bai Muchuan raised his wrist to see the time, his eyebrows twisted slightly, "Wait another fifteen minutes."

"Why is it fifteen minutes?"

"Kong Guangming has been sitting inside for forty-five minutes, and then fifteen minutes, just an hour. An hour is the psychological limit that most people wait for."

There is also a wall clock on the wall of the interrogation room, facing Kong Guangming.

He can see that time is passing, and he will suffer for a few seconds.

Xiang Wan smiled silently, "Fortunately, I am not your enemy."

"..." Bai Muchuan looked at her lightly and did not answer.

Fifteen minutes, the test is Kong Guangming's psychological limit.

Isn't it true that the two people waiting silently outside the interrogation?

When talking about work, you are free, calm, and unrestrained.

Space alone, boring time, breathing will slowly deteriorate...

Sure enough, men and women who have had an ambiguous relationship are not suitable for making friends.

"Relax." Bai Muchuan said: "In fact, interrogation is a psychological contest. If you are weak, the other party will be strong. If you are strong, the other party will be weak. If you cannot control your emotions, you will never get the answer you want."

"..."

She thought he was because of interrogation?

"Thank you for teaching the white team." He turned to look at him at night, and controlled the arc of his smile to a small or large range. "Is that all right? Are you relaxed enough?"

Bai Muchuan looked down at her, "Not enough."

"?" Xiang Wan is unknown.

Bai Muchuan narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Guess what I saw in your eyes?"

"Oh." Xiang Wan was amused by his serious look. "What? Can it be that my eyes can hide things?"

Bai Muchuan nodded solemnly, "Misunderstanding. I saw your misunderstanding."

"..."

His eyes were warm and hot.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, Xiangying was a bit overwhelmed.

"No." She looked away. "In my eyes, there is only work."

"Really?" Bai Muchuan looked at her with a smile, "Why can't I see it? Come, turn around and let me look more carefully?"

Watching him stretch out his head in a narrow manner, stepping back towards the night, humming, refused to communicate with him.

"Actually, I am really wrong." Bai Muchuan sighed, her legs slightly folded, and she slouched against the wall lazily. "You were sentenced to death without trial."

"..." Xiang Wan's heart was completely calm... it was false.

However, thinking of the way Xie Wanwan got along when they came today, and the "extraordinary friendship" between them, she felt that she was the most injustice, unreasonably involved in the world of two people, and became herself. The kind of hate.

"Sergeant Bai, in fact, I am not so interested in the matter of you two...I know the current affairs, and I don’t like to drown the muddy water. I really hate things that are tangled. Because that will affect my judgment, IQ, Personality, dignity, and the ability to love. So, do you understand what I mean?"

Bai Muchuan's lips are slightly hooked.

"Isn't it still the death penalty?"

"..."

He wasn't clear about him, and he turned his face away at night without looking at him.

"This is wrong." Bai Muchuan sighed casually, with a magnetic and melodious voice with a trace of self-deprecation and helplessness. "Don't you be responsible if you touch me when you touch me?"

Mention this matter again!

Xiang Wan grimaced, squinting at him.

"Do you know why you always feel insincere?"

Bai Muchuan raised his eyebrows, "Because I look too handsome?"

"..." This arrogant look.

Xiang Ye really wanted to beat him.

With a snort, she glanced at him, "Too bad acting!"

...

"White team!"

Tang Yuanchu came over to see the two standing there, slightly puzzled.

"Why didn't you two go in?"

Bai Muchuan squinted him, raising his wrist to see the time.

"Almost. Go in."

"Okay." His words were like an amnesty order, and Xiang Wan was relieved.

...

The door of the interrogation room opened.

Tang Yuanchu was also called over to take notes on the spot.

Xiang Wan sat in the interrogation room again, but took on the first formal work since she became a consultant of the criminal investigation team.

Sitting in front of Kong Guangming, she looked at this "middle-aged old man" gully-like wrinkled skin and the dismal face caused by long-term bad life, and asked him slowly.

"How do you feel now?"

Kong Guangming was stunned if he had no idea.

"Comrade police... I... didn't think of it, really... if I knew he would take the knife out, I wouldn't leave the room, really... really..."

It's a bit like Xianglin's sister-in-law.

But Xiang Linsao's numbness had real heartache, but Kong Guangming's face was only numb without hurt.

Take a look at Bai Muchuan towards the evening.

She thought of what he said firmly at the small meeting that day, Kong Guangming did not love his son and had no sense of responsibility.

"Your son has been dead for two days, you are not sad, but you only want to escape yourself. Kong Guangming, I feel sorry for your son!"

She said she was sad and her expression was really sad.

Kong Guangming looked at her, shut up and did not answer.

Xiang Wan looked at the eyes of his old Dragon Clock, "Li Cu is deep in love, that's nature. So, we don't particularly understand what causes you to lose your nature? Kong Guangming, can you tell your story..."

Kong Guangming pulled her shoulders to look at her.

Before that, he had gone through three rounds of interrogation.

However, all came from the male police, which was completely different from her interrogation.

Kong Guangming was not used to it, but there was not much wave on his face.

"People will always die. He is not a good person. He lives to cause trouble for our country, even if he dies."

"..."

Even a demon is good to parents.

Kong Guangming's answer hit the evening heart.

"Look at your son again and think about it, if there is anything to tell us."

Xiang Wan took the materials of Kong Qingping from the beginning of Tang Yuanchu.

All the alive, dead, live, and photos of all parties were placed in front of Kong Guangming.

"Your son is very pitiful. I have never received any love in this world. I haven't had a mother since I was a kid, and I have encountered a father who doesn't consider him as a son..."

Kong Guangming's expression remained numb, and the facial expression did not change until Xiang Ye's sentence "Don't treat him as a son".

He can act, but the performance is not professional enough, and the subtle changes immediately fell into the eyes of the three people.

"I'm right, isn't it?" Xiang Wan exchanged a look with Bai Muchuan and looked at Kong Guangming, "Tiger poison doesn't eat a child. If you eat a child, only the tiger didn't treat the son as a son. Kong Guangming, listen People in Kongjia Village said that your wife ran away shortly after giving birth to Kong Qingping. I don’t understand at all that a woman has to go through something before she abandons her biological son. Look?"

Kong Guangming didn't move, but his throat knotted slightly.

Xiang Wan stared solemnly at his eyes, "What was the reason you and her, that is, Kong Qingping's mother, were you in trouble?"

This is the first time Kong Guangming was asked about Kong Qingping's birth mother during the trial.

He was caught off guard, his eyes dodged a bit, and he seemed unwilling to mention the events of the year.

"I... I forgot."

"Impossible." Xiang Wan whispered, "A woman who made you hate for someone else's words and hit the National People's Congress or even went to prison, how could you forget?"

"I really forgot, can you not ask me this? What old account? What happened to me after I was in jail, and I deserve it all my life?" Kong Guangming wanted to raise his hand, but the handcuffs were too heavy, he After a lot of tossing, he lowered his hand. "Your police do not appeal for my son's grievances. I grabbed me all day and asked Dongdongxixi what the rules..."

"Ask you what you say!" Bai Muchuan sniffed him coldly. "We understand the case and you have an obligation to answer. This is the rule."

Xiang Wan is too gentle. Kong Guangming is not afraid of her and can argue with her.

Bai Muchuan put a face on his face, and he came down honestly.

"I have nothing to say. Nothing to say."

Honestly, but not explained.

This is also a way to resist police interrogation.

Looking at him for a moment, suddenly turning to look at Bai Muchuan, "Bai team, I suggest you send someone to investigate the personal situation of Kong Qingping's biological mother. Although it has been more than two decades, her presence has a serious impact on Kong Qingping and Kong Guangming. The impact is huge. It is also very necessary for us to understand the situation of the case. Moreover, Kong Qingping is dead. From the perspective of human nature, we should also notify his biological mother..."

"I said!" Kong Guangming interjected suddenly. "Can't I say that?"

He was cruel, and he cursed in disgust without waiting for others to ask.

"She is a prostitute, bitch!"

In a word, his clenched teeth did not loosen.

Xiang Wan made a slap in his heart and squinted at him, "A little more detail."

"She was stealing someone behind me." Kong Guangming's emotions became complicated and manic. Don't go to the beginning without looking at the police. "Later, when I found out, I secretly ran away with the wild man!"

His hoarse voice, with old injuries and pain.

Everyone responds differently to pain, but once emotions are no longer concealed, they are prone to loss of control, loss of control, and impulsivity.

Xiangye hits the iron while it's hot, "Who is the wild man? How did you find out, how did she run, and why didn't you take the baby!"

The feeling of scratching her heart when she was questioned by the police, Xiangyang herself has tried it. She knows that the more you ask, the more irritating it will be. Once the irritability IQ is not enough. Therefore, either do not lie, or there will be a speech loophole.

Sure enough, Kong Guangming's mentality collapsed.

He said for the first time that it was the villagers who were pointing, and he realized that something was wrong and went back and scolded her and the woman ran away.

When Xiang Xiang asked him, who was the "person in the village", he could not answer, saying that he had finished drinking that day and ran back to see her disheveled and her face flushed. Under the pressure of her, she admitted to breaking shoes with the man, and then ran away the next morning.

"Did you go to her?" Xiang Wan continued to ask.

"I found it. I didn't find it."

"No alarm?"

"Not reported. Too shameful."

"She never contacted you again?"

"No."

"Why didn't she take the child?"

"How would I know?"

"Who is that wild man?"

"do not know."

"I don't know if you are so sure she has someone?"

"She admits it myself, of course I know..."

"You didn't ask who the wild man was? It makes no sense."

Kong Guangming was repeatedly asked by her, and his brain was hurt, and he had a bad temper. His eyes were glared. "For more than 20 years, I have almost forgotten and can't remember."

Speaking of which, he almost spit out and said, "You know, my brain is not very easy to use. I have mental problems, mania, mental depression, and have been taking medicine. If you continue to ask questions like this, I You can’t take any responsibility for something."

Xiang Wan was not wrong, Kong Guangming was irritable, and there was no bottom line in life.

Once things were not good for him, he began to stir up.

"Okay, if you are tired, you can rest for a while, we will wait for you." Nodded to the night: "However, don't think about fooling through. These things are not explained clearly, you will be interrogated day after day until Until we fully understand the situation..."

Kong Guangming stared at her, with disgust in his eyes.

"Speak!" Xiang Wan was not angry and guided slowly. "Actually, if you don't say it, the police can find it. It just takes a little more time. In this society, where are the people the police want to find but can't find?"

When she bluffed, it was like that.

Kong Guangming didn't move. not moving at all.

After a while, he swallowed. The mouth started to move.

Shaking, shaking, I do not know whether it is because of excitement, or angry.

"You women are liars. Liars. Liars."

His emotions are gradually out of control.

After an hour of waiting, the pressure from the interrogation room, the pressure from the police... is enough to destroy the will of a normal person.

Moreover, he is not a completely normal person.

Kong Guangming's state became different from when they first came in.

Bai Muchuan narrowed his eyes, slowly took out the cigarette, and handed him a cigarette.

Tang Yuanchu got up early and set fire to him.

Click, click, click.

Kong Guangming couldn't move his hands, his mouth wriggled and sucked up.

Without a word, the smell of smoke permeated.

The interrogation room was empty.

In the silent time, I thought a lot about it.

A story inferred from the characters and the existing plot slowly took shape in her mind.

"I can't see her anymore, do I?" she asked suddenly, with pity in her eyes.

Not to Kong Guangming. Her eyes seemed to be looking at others through him.

Kong Guangming smoked a little while smoking, and looked at Xiang Wan, as if he wanted to see something from her face.

"Is she already dead?" Xiang Wan bravely greeted him without fearing his bitter gaze.

The four eyes are opposite, as if they meet in a narrow way-

The brave wins.

Kong Guangming was stunned and slowly stopped smoking. The cigarette suddenly slipped from his mouth and landed on him. The red cigarette **** burnt his leg. He didn't even know it and murmured in a deep voice.

"died."

"died?"

"died."

"You killed."

In the aggressive eyes of Xiang Wan, Kong Guangming revealed his first sadness during the interrogation period.

"She died herself. She died herself. Not me. Really...not me."

The heart slammed into the night.

It feels very complicated, very complicated. Like a compiled story is interpreted into reality, then it is nervous and frightening to fit her presupposition, as well as some anxiety about her reasoning ability and perception of others' emotions.

"Where is she? Kong Qingping's mother."

Xiang Wan did not ask where the body was, but chose the third person "she".

That is her respect for the dead.

Kong Guangming clenched his teeth, only fierce and resentful.

"Feed the dog...all fed the dog..."

what? Taking a breath in the evening, the stomach turned over the river.

Inexplicably, she thought of the **** dog in the Confucian yard.

Then he shook his head again.

Twenty years. Dogs will not have that long life.

"The dog was in the fish pond and fed the fish." Kong Guangming's bloodshot eyes were tired and powerless, and the words were like murmured vicious spells. The whole person's mental state was also very bad. "She ate fish, dog I ate her, the fish ate the dog...all in the fish pond, and she was in the fish pond! All in the fish pond..."

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