It was half past two in the morning.
It was when the bar was closing, the deck was messy, the dance floor was faint, and the DJ also changed to emergenciad\'amor. The foreman pointed out the list of alcoholic beverages tonight. Business has been good since the peak season, but the boss doesn’t seem to be in a good mood. He just glanced at it and nodded and ordered: "I’m still sleeping upstairs tonight, you let me be on duty. Please stay awake and notify me as soon as you find a suspicious person or vehicle approaching the store, don’t delay."
——The boss has stayed overnight in the office for half a month. The foreman was not clear, but he didn't dare to ask, and he agreed: "Hey! Don't worry, I understand!"
The boss nodded absent-mindedly, beckoning the two tall security guards to follow him, walked across the dance floor to the back hall, the white and chubby figure dangling across the metal glass wall.
At this moment-wow!
There are scattered figures on the dance floor dangling with the melody. A woman in a red silk dress was probably drunk, and she staggered into her high heels. Half a glass of residual wine caught the boss off guard, and then she fell over. Go down.
The security guard immediately said: "What's the matter!" "Get out of the way!"
The boss looked up distractedly, only a woman.
This woman is about thirty or forty years old, with red lips and a tight figure. Although she is no longer a young girl, she has a mature and capable style under the blurred lights-not the little girl he particularly prefers , But there are few men who don’t like this type.
The boss's nervousness has been slightly relaxed recently, and he lifted the woman up and asked politely: "Is the lady tired? May I help you go to the bar to rest?"
The woman drunkly glanced at him dimly. She probably saw that the boss was gentle and not like a bad person. Her red lips chuckled and she languidly extended her tail tone: "I want you to help me go over there-blow the hair. ——" As soon as he twisted his waist and took a half step back, the thin high-heeled shoes seemed to be stepping on a dance step, and he hooked the boss out of the dance floor step by step, leading to the glass door of the bar.
"Hey Madam," the boss was still refusing, but he couldn't withdraw his hand, and he couldn't help but followed out for several steps: "Do you have a companion? Should I call your friend over?"
The security guard saw the two men pull ambiguously, and for a while, they were uncertain whether to follow the past or to pull two steps apart. In this hesitation, the boss was already close to the door, and the vigilant nerves finally tensed again, and he couldn't help but push the woman away with a smile: "Madam, I should ask the waiter to come and help you, hey-you two Come here—"
The woman's eyes raised, just as the light changed with the DJ dance music, instantly reflecting the corners of her sharp lips.
"!"
The boss’s pupils tightened, the alarm bell rang, and instantly he felt the red skirt fluttering in front of him—he conditioned his hands to get into his arms, but it was too late. The woman made a fierce grapple with a reverse lock of her throat, and at the same time, she clenched her fist and struck her in the middle. His elbows were numb, the boss was sore and weak on the spot, a black object fell to the ground and was kicked by the woman's flying feet!
The security guard was shocked: "Boss!" "Stop it!"
Damn it! Damn it! The two doors smashed open at the same time, and dozens of plainclothes criminals swarmed in!
The bar was full of screams, but the police apparently knew the layout of the first floor well. Two people rushed up to hold the boss left and right. The others didn’t even look at the panicked guests, and went straight to the back of the bar. After a few clicks, the foreman, security, waiter, and others were knocked down, and then the indoor lights burst brightly:
"Don't move! Police!"
"Everyone's hands up! Don't move! You, you! And your hands up!" Liao Gang kicked the struggling security guard and shouted, "Unrelated personnel disperse! Don't talk nonsense!"
"Don't take pictures! Put down your phone and stand for me!" The criminal police snatched away the little internet celebrity who was about to secretly open the live mobile phone, delete photos, delete videos, and delete the app in one go. He relentlessly reprimanded: "The police are on duty, what are they taking? Shoot!"
"Sister Meng!" "Sister Meng, are you okay?"
When Liao Gang turned his head, he saw that the two interns were full of nervousness. They were holding Meng Zhao in red skirts to the left and right. The latter was swaying his feet on the chair with his toes dangling eight centimeters. With high heels, he kept hissing and inhaling: "I'm fucking fucking..."
If it were not for the wrong time and wrong scene, Liao Gang almost didn't laugh out loud, and stepped forward and swallowed down the shoe on Meng Zhao's injured foot. He saw that his injured ankle was already swollen with the naked eye. Let me tell you a flat bottom. You have to wear these pairs alive and dead. How do you feel now?"
"...What do you know," Meng Zhao gritted her teeth and said, "My mother has never worn high heels since she gave birth. I have been dreaming of this moment for a long time, and I will not let this opportunity pass..."
"Brother Liao! Sister Meng!" Zhang Xiaoli rushed over holding an object, "Fuck, look!"
The two looked back at the same time, their expressions all changed.
——That was the thing that the bar owner took out of his arms and fell to the ground, and was kicked away by Meng Zhaofei's foot. It was an earthen hand|gun!
"It's okay, Diao Jianfa, you dare to touch this thing, knowing that once you get caught, you won't think about it in your next life." Liao Gang slammed out of the bullet, carrying an empty gun, and pressing his face down on the table. The owner of the bar shook his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Or should I call you-'Ms. Ba'?"
The barkeeper's facial features were severely convulsed, and then he knew that the general situation was gone, his whole person was like a frustrated ball, slumped down.
"...I knew there was such a day, but I didn't expect it to be so fast." Half of his face was squeezed on the table, and a layer of lifelessness was enveloped between his brows, eyes and face: "You... how did you find me, The people in Fengyuan Village can't tell who I am. Did you find Gao Baokang?! How could it be, how could it be..."
Liao Gang approached him and said gently and word by word: "Because the dead can talk."
"Teacher Ba" Diao Jianfa closed his eyes suddenly.
"I paid 100,000 yuan to Gao Baokang and told him to find Gao Linlin. She knows too much, and I'm afraid she will say bad things." After a while, he spoke weakly, hoarsely: "I am alone. The idea of this has nothing to do with others. Since you have already caught it, please do whatever you want to kill or pluck."
"...?"
Liao Gang's eyelids jumped unexpectedly, and he stood up and looked at each other with Meng Zhao. Both of them had the same doubts.
——Li Hongxi concealed the personal information of "Ms. Ba" in every possible way, and did not want him to be caught by the police; the first sentence after "Ms. Ba" was arrested was to take all the blame on him, as if he was afraid of them Seems to find out later.
Although the 502 case is indeed the "Master Ba" from any point of view, it is indeed the leader of the "Master Ba", but a wicked cult organizer who pleaded guilty so quickly is not too smooth.
"If you want to kill, it is impossible for you to decide. When we go back, we will naturally speak with evidence." Liao Gang replied to Diao Jianfa, got up and called Bu Chonghua, winking at left and right while waiting for the connection: "Take away !"
"Go!" "Get up!"
The well-trained criminal police immediately put on black hooded Diao Jianfa and escorted him away. The evil instructor felt weak and stumbled while walking, completely devoid of the usual slavish and high-mindedness, and was pushed into the police car outside the bar amidst the screams.
The phone was connected: "Hello?"
"Hey step team." Liao Gang gestured to the trainee policeman to help the limping Meng Zhao, and said solemnly to his mobile phone: "We are at the target bar. The capture mission was successfully completed. We have already captured the nickname'Teacher Ba'. Diao Jianfa, the suspect in the 502 case. The on-site search and procedures are underway. I have just asked someone to take the suspect back to the Nancheng branch first, and I will be there soon!"
——The interrogation room was dim and quiet, and the wall clock ticked monotonously on the wall. The old money, notaries, clerks and others from the Legal Department sat behind a long table. The sound of each screen was quiet. There was no sound. Only the fluorescent light of the computer screen reflected their tight faces.
"I see," Bu Chonghua said concisely.
Bu Chonghua hung up his phone and raised his eyes. Chen Yuanliang, who was opposite the iron table, said with his old face silent.
"You don't have anything you want to proactively explain, do you?"
Chen Yuanliang drooped his loose eyelids, sitting there like a rough carved stone statue. don't know if it is a psychological effect. After the pedantic and pedantic appearance is faded, the temperament of the old vulture radiates from his wrinkles, and it is enough to make people feel a trace of coldness at such a distance.
"When you asked the detachment about the origin of the human bone helmet, I took the initiative to provide information and clues from the professional director. Now you said that my student was involved in the murder, I took the initiative to tell you his name and address. I don't know you What else do you want me to proactively explain, or do you have any evidence that I have something to do with the deaths of the two little girls?" Chen Yuanliang sneered and said, "If you have, I really look forward to you showing it to me. Take a look."
Bu Chonghua looked straight at his muddy old eyes: "Don't you think the two little girls are standing on the bedside and staring at you when you sleep at night?"
"...What does this have to do with me—"
"You are a retired and re-employed person. You don't need to be on duty every day. In fact, you don't always go to the office for half a month. But after the skull murder on May 3, you have a premonition that the police will collect clues from the society sooner or later, and start I went to the research institute every day and waited for the rabbits. I didn’t bother with any effort. I finally waited for the first time I took someone to ask for advice. If you were not in the research institute that day, the receptionist would arrange for me to contact other experts. An opportunity for the police to extract information."
"After the body of Gao Linlin was found on the 9th of May, the hot search, Diao Jianfa was eager to inquire about the news, so he came to the branch office with you to find me'provide clues.' You instilled a large piece of so-called god-given poet singer, The claim of the reincarnated soul boy in Tibet once again tried to bring the detective thinking to the living sacrifice, and tried to convince me that Gao Baokang might be controlled by a human bone helmet and went crazy after killing Gao Linlin and randomly killed Nian Xiaoping. Now I want to come, you What I really wanted to cover up at the time was that it was not so much the cause of Gao Linlin's murder that it was Nian Xiaoping's."
Bu Chonghua leaned forward slightly, his sharp corners of his eyes lifted slightly: "——As for why Nian Xiaoping died, you actually know it in your heart, right?"
The corner of Chen Yuanliang's mouth curled, and there was sarcasm in the cascading legal patterns: "You are too whimsical, Captain Bu Detachment. This is just your baseless guess. Is there any evidence to support this allegation?"
Bu Chonghua said: "On May 9th, the surveillance video can clearly see you and Diao Jianfa at the gate of the sub-bureau. Can you explain it?" Remember "www.999xs.com" for you on the mobile phone. For wonderful novels\reading
"Yes, what if I brought him here? I said on the phone before I came that the newly discovered information about the human bone helmet was found by ‘my student’. How do I know he has ulterior motives?"
——It turns out that the primer that was planted was waiting here.
This meant to plant all the stolen goods on Diao Jianfa.
"Then let's talk about some evidence." Bu Chonghua was not surprised, took a breath, opened a large pile of case materials in front of him, took out a few sheets of printing paper and gently threw it in front of Chen Yuanliang.
——That turned out to be a bank slip drawn out overnight after investigation.
"In the middle of the previous year, a private account in Foshan, where the account was opened, was credited with RMB 250,000, and the note was repayment; at the end of the same year, a private account in Fuqing, where the account was opened, was credited to you twice in the same day. It paid 300,000 yuan, and another 90,000 yuan was paid the next day. The remarks were all fund transactions. The four large transactions totaled 640,000. After the investigation in the next room overnight, it was found that these two remittance accounts belonged to the coastal area. When an underground bank with rampant money laundering concentrated on cracking down on money laundering transactions last year, all of these illegal accounts were blocked."
"The source of the 640,000 yuan of remittances you received is the same: domestic and foreign exchanges." Bu Chonghua stared at Chen Yuanliang, his tone increased slightly: "Who is hiding abroad and giving you money?"
"..."
"What did you do, or what did you sell to receive the 640,000?"
"..."
There was a dead silence in the interrogation room, and Chen Yuanliang shut up and said nothing, as if an old monk had entered into solitude.
"If we can't make up the reason for the time being, let's look closer." Bu Chonghua turned over two pages of the flow sheet and pointed to a transaction circled in red pen: "Last June 28th, a transaction A large sum of 1.2 million yuan was credited to your account at one time. The remarks are repayment. The remitter is Diao Jianfa. The background shows that the counter operation location is the China Merchants Bank below your home-why did Diao Jianfa want to return "Your money, have you borrowed money from him?"
Chen Yuanliang's expression seemed to move: "Why can't I borrow him--"
Bu Chonghua did not give him any chance to quibble: "But before that, you and Diao Jianfa did not have any borrowings. The bank accounts of you, your wife, your son and daughter-in-law, and your family's relatives have never exceeded 200,000 in three years. Made an appointment for cash withdrawal, so this'repayment' must be made out of nothing. What did you give Diao Jianfa to exchange for this 1.2 million?"
"..."
"That human bone helmet," Bu Chonghua asked slowly and softly, "Is it out of your hand?"
After a long silence, Chen Yuanliang raised his eyelids and snorted: "I don't know what you are talking about, Captain Bu. Diao Jianfa received a lot of help from me during the internship. In order to show his filial piety, he gave me a sum of money for retirement. Why not?"
This statement was so ridiculous that even the clerk looked up at him strangely.
"Speaking of the 640,000, I don’t know what kind of underground bank the other party is, and we ordinary people do not have the ability to tell whether the remittance account involves money laundering, so you can only say that I was remitted a few sums of money, but you can’t tell. So I broke the law. As for the purpose of the remittance, I have forgotten it, you can investigate it yourself; if you insist on pursuing it, I can only say that the subject of the crime of huge amounts of property with unknown sources must be state officials, but It doesn't include me, does it?"
No one said anything in the room.
Chen Yuanliang looked around at the crowd, with a smile on his face: "May I ask what I said wrong? Step, branch, team, leader?"
Bu Chonghua nodded without saying a word, leaned back on the back of the chair, and uttered two words after a long while: "That's right."
It's true.
The source of funds from overseas has become difficult to trace, and Diao Jianfa, who has remitted millions of dollars, has not entered the interrogation link. All the current allegations against Chen Yuanliang lack evidence or even indirect circumstantial evidence, all based on speculation.
Guessing is useless. Among Diao Jianfa, Li Hongxi, Gao Weixiong Jinzhi and his wife, and even Gao Baokang who is on the run, someone must be able to confess Chen Yuanliang's involvement in the crime.
Boom boom boom, the door of the interrogation room was knocked a few times, and then Wu Yu leaned in with a mug in his hand: "The team, the suspect Diao Jianfa has been escorted."
He glanced at Chen Yuanliang behind the iron table, without emotional ups and downs, and looked away blankly.
"--It seems that Mr. Chen does not intend to take the initiative to cooperate." Bu Chonghua stood up and looked at Chen Yuanliang condescendingly: "In this case, our police can only do it ourselves and send you in."
Chen Yuanliang's nose clicked: "I look forward to it. But I have to remind you-since I can't prove that I am suspected of a crime, I can only be summoned and not detained. That is to say, you can only detain me for 24 hours. Major cases are special. It’s only 48 hours at most."
"As for now," he glanced at the wall clock on the wall and said meaningfully: "It's only forty hours."
The wall clock ticked mechanically on the wall, and every movement of the second hand turned into a silent blow in the air.
"Forty hours is enough." Bu Chonghua said lightly, "Nian Xiaoping did not wait for more than 40 hours from the corpse wilderness to the police car. You will not wait longer than her."
He closed the case materials, turned and walked out of the interrogation room without looking back.
"Did he explain it?"
Bu Chonghua looked gloomy and shook his head.
The two of them walked through the corridor side by side. Wu Yu didn't know what he was thinking about, and sighed for a long while: "I knew he was so rich. I asked him to pay for our tea last time. I was blinded by a selection of black tea bags... …"
"A person with rich knowledge is not necessarily a good person. On the contrary, once tempted by money and greed, he may be more evil than ordinary bad people." Bu Chonghua looked at the cup of hot Lipton tea in his hand from the corner of his eye. Quietly asked: "You still drink tea when you order this, don't you go to the duty room to catch up?"
Wu Yu said angrily: "I wanted to sleep, but now I can't fall asleep..." He raised his mug and took a sip.
Bu Chonghua: "!"
Wu Yu was full of emotion. He took a few steps forward and suddenly realized that there was no one around him. When he looked back, he saw Bu Chonghua standing in place: "What's wrong with you?"
Bu Chonghua stared at him without saying a word.
Wu Yu: "?"
The cold white light came down and outlined Bu Chonghua’s figure as tall and straight as a sword. His naturally cold face became paler now, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes were like two inorganic gemstones, staring quietly. With Wu Yu.
Wu Yu: "..."
The two looked at each other for a while without moving, and Bu Chonghua finally said coldly:
"If you can't sleep, don't sleep, what else are you sleeping after drinking tea? Go upstairs to the Economic Investigation Detachment to investigate the account of the underground bank."
Wu Yu looked blank and watched Bu Chonghua pass by with his head raised and walked into the interrogation room where Diao Jianfa was closed, bang! The ground closed the door.
It was half past two in the morning.
It was when the bar was closing, the deck was messy, the dance floor was faint, and the DJ also changed to emergenciad\'amor. The foreman pointed out the list of alcoholic beverages tonight. Business has been good since the peak season, but the boss doesn’t seem to be in a good mood. He just glanced at it and nodded and ordered: "I’m still sleeping upstairs tonight, you let me be on duty. Please stay awake and notify me as soon as you find a suspicious person or vehicle approaching the store, don’t delay."
——The boss has stayed overnight in the office for half a month. The foreman was not clear, but he didn't dare to ask, and he agreed: "Hey! Don't worry, I understand!"
The boss nodded absent-mindedly, beckoning the two tall security guards to follow him, walked across the dance floor to the back hall, the white and chubby figure dangling across the metal glass wall.
At this moment-wow!
There are scattered figures on the dance floor dangling with the melody. A woman in a red silk dress was probably drunk, and she staggered into her high heels. Half a glass of residual wine caught the boss off guard, and then she fell over. Go down.
The security guard immediately said: "What's the matter!" "Get out of the way!"
The boss looked up distractedly, only a woman.
This woman is about thirty or forty years old, with red lips and a tight figure. Although she is no longer a young girl, she has a mature and capable style under the blurred lights-not the little girl he particularly prefers , But there are few men who don’t like this type.
The boss's nervousness has been slightly relaxed recently, and he lifted the woman up and asked politely: "Is the lady tired? May I help you go to the bar to rest?"
The woman drunkly glanced at him dimly. She probably saw that the boss was gentle and not like a bad person. Her red lips chuckled and she languidly extended her tail tone: "I want you to help me go over there-blow the hair. ——" As soon as he twisted his waist and took a half step back, the thin high-heeled shoes seemed to be stepping on a dance step, and he hooked the boss out of the dance floor step by step, leading to the glass door of the bar.
"Hey Madam," the boss was still refusing, but he couldn't withdraw his hand, and he couldn't help but followed out for several steps: "Do you have a companion? Should I call your friend over?"
The security guard saw the two men pull ambiguously, and for a while, they were uncertain whether to follow the past or to pull two steps apart. In this hesitation, the boss was already close to the door, and the vigilant nerves finally tensed again, and he couldn't help but push the woman away with a smile: "Madam, I should ask the waiter to come and help you, hey-you two Come here—"
The woman's eyes raised, just as the light changed with the DJ dance music, instantly reflecting the corners of her sharp lips.
"!"
The boss’s pupils tightened, the alarm bell rang, and instantly he felt the red skirt fluttering in front of him—he conditioned his hands to get into his arms, but it was too late. The woman made a fierce grapple with a reverse lock of her throat, and at the same time, she clenched her fist and struck her in the middle. His elbows were numb, the boss was sore and weak on the spot, a black object fell to the ground and was kicked by the woman's flying feet!
The security guard was shocked: "Boss!" "Stop it!"
Damn it! Damn it! The two doors smashed open at the same time, and dozens of plainclothes criminals swarmed in!
The bar was full of screams, but the police apparently knew the layout of the first floor well. Two people rushed up to hold the boss left and right. The others didn’t even look at the panicked guests, and went straight to the back of the bar. After a few clicks, the foreman, security, waiter, and others were knocked down, and then the indoor lights burst brightly:
"Don't move! Police!"
"Everyone's hands up! Don't move! You, you! And your hands up!" Liao Gang kicked the struggling security guard and shouted, "Unrelated personnel disperse! Don't talk nonsense!"
"Don't take pictures! Put down your phone and stand for me!" The criminal police snatched away the little internet celebrity who was about to secretly open the live mobile phone, delete photos, delete videos, and delete the app in one go. He relentlessly reprimanded: "The police are on duty, what are they taking? Shoot!"
"Sister Meng!" "Sister Meng, are you okay?"
When Liao Gang turned his head, he saw that the two interns were full of nervousness. They were holding Meng Zhao in red skirts to the left and right. The latter was swaying his feet on the chair with his toes dangling eight centimeters. With high heels, he kept hissing and inhaling: "I'm fucking fucking..."
If it were not for the wrong time and wrong scene, Liao Gang almost didn't laugh out loud, and stepped forward and swallowed down the shoe on Meng Zhao's injured foot. He saw that his injured ankle was already swollen with the naked eye. Let me tell you a flat bottom. You have to wear these pairs alive and dead. How do you feel now?"
"...What do you know," Meng Zhao gritted her teeth and said, "My mother has never worn high heels since she gave birth. I have been dreaming of this moment for a long time, and I will not let this opportunity pass..."
"Brother Liao! Sister Meng!" Zhang Xiaoli rushed over holding an object, "Fuck, look!"
The two looked back at the same time, their expressions all changed.
——That was the thing that the bar owner took out of his arms and fell to the ground, and was kicked away by Meng Zhaofei's foot. It was an earthen hand|gun!
"It's okay, Diao Jianfa, you dare to touch this thing, knowing that once you get caught, you won't think about it in your next life." Liao Gang slammed out of the bullet, carrying an empty gun, and pressing his face down on the table. The owner of the bar shook his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Or should I call you-'Ms. Ba'?"
The barkeeper's facial features were severely convulsed, and then he knew that the general situation was gone, his whole person was like a frustrated ball, slumped down.
"...I knew there was such a day, but I didn't expect it to be so fast." Half of his face was squeezed on the table, and a layer of lifelessness was enveloped between his brows, eyes and face: "You... how did you find me, The people in Fengyuan Village can't tell who I am. Did you find Gao Baokang?! How could it be, how could it be..."
Liao Gang approached him and said gently and word by word: "Because the dead can talk."
"Teacher Ba" Diao Jianfa closed his eyes suddenly.
"I paid 100,000 yuan to Gao Baokang and told him to find Gao Linlin. She knows too much, and I'm afraid she will say bad things." After a while, he spoke weakly, hoarsely: "I am alone. The idea of this has nothing to do with others. Since you have already caught it, please do whatever you want to kill or pluck."
"...?"
Liao Gang's eyelids jumped unexpectedly, and he stood up and looked at each other with Meng Zhao. Both of them had the same doubts.
——Li Hongxi concealed the personal information of "Ms. Ba" in every possible way, and did not want him to be caught by the police; the first sentence after "Ms. Ba" was arrested was to take all the blame on him, as if he was afraid of them Seems to find out later.
Although the 502 case is indeed the "Master Ba" from any point of view, it is indeed the leader of the "Master Ba", but a wicked cult organizer who pleaded guilty so quickly is not too smooth.
"If you want to kill, it is impossible for you to decide. When we go back, we will naturally speak with evidence." Liao Gang replied to Diao Jianfa, got up and called Bu Chonghua, winking at left and right while waiting for the connection: "Take away !"
"Go!" "Get up!"
The well-trained criminal police immediately put on black hooded Diao Jianfa and escorted him away. The evil instructor felt weak and stumbled while walking, completely devoid of the usual slavish and high-mindedness, and was pushed into the police car outside the bar amidst the screams.
The phone was connected: "Hello?"
"Hey step team." Liao Gang gestured to the trainee policeman to help the limping Meng Zhao, and said solemnly to his mobile phone: "We are at the target bar. The capture mission was successfully completed. We have already captured the nickname'Teacher Ba'. Diao Jianfa, the suspect in the 502 case. The on-site search and procedures are underway. I have just asked someone to take the suspect back to the Nancheng branch first, and I will be there soon!"
——The interrogation room was dim and quiet, and the wall clock ticked monotonously on the wall. The old money, notaries, clerks and others from the Legal Department sat behind a long table. The sound of each screen was quiet. There was no sound. Only the fluorescent light of the computer screen reflected their tight faces.
"I see," Bu Chonghua said concisely.
Bu Chonghua hung up his phone and raised his eyes. Chen Yuanliang, who was opposite the iron table, said with his old face silent.
"You don't have anything you want to proactively explain, do you?"
Chen Yuanliang drooped his loose eyelids, sitting there like a rough carved stone statue. don't know if it is a psychological effect. After the pedantic and pedantic appearance is faded, the temperament of the old vulture radiates from his wrinkles, and it is enough to make people feel a trace of coldness at such a distance.
"When you asked the detachment about the origin of the human bone helmet, I took the initiative to provide information and clues from the professional director. Now you said that my student was involved in the murder, I took the initiative to tell you his name and address. I don't know you What else do you want me to proactively explain, or do you have any evidence that I have something to do with the deaths of the two little girls?" Chen Yuanliang sneered and said, "If you have, I really look forward to you showing it to me. Take a look."
Bu Chonghua looked straight at his muddy old eyes: "Don't you think the two little girls are standing on the bedside and staring at you when you sleep at night?"
"...What does this have to do with me—"
"You are a retired and re-employed person. You don't need to be on duty every day. In fact, you don't always go to the office for half a month. But after the skull murder on May 3, you have a premonition that the police will collect clues from the society sooner or later, and start I went to the research institute every day and waited for the rabbits. I didn’t bother with any effort. I finally waited for the first time I took someone to ask for advice. If you were not in the research institute that day, the receptionist would arrange for me to contact other experts. An opportunity for the police to extract information."
"After the body of Gao Linlin was found on the 9th of May, the hot search, Diao Jianfa was eager to inquire about the news, so he came to the branch office with you to find me'provide clues.' You instilled a large piece of so-called god-given poet singer, The claim of the reincarnated soul boy in Tibet once again tried to bring the detective thinking to the living sacrifice, and tried to convince me that Gao Baokang might be controlled by a human bone helmet and went crazy after killing Gao Linlin and randomly killed Nian Xiaoping. Now I want to come, you What I really wanted to cover up at the time was that it was not so much the cause of Gao Linlin's murder that it was Nian Xiaoping's."
Bu Chonghua leaned forward slightly, his sharp corners of his eyes lifted slightly: "——As for why Nian Xiaoping died, you actually know it in your heart, right?"
The corner of Chen Yuanliang's mouth curled, and there was sarcasm in the cascading legal patterns: "You are too whimsical, Captain Bu Detachment. This is just your baseless guess. Is there any evidence to support this allegation?"
Bu Chonghua said: "On May 9th, the surveillance video can clearly see you and Diao Jianfa at the gate of the sub-bureau. Can you explain it?" Remember "www.999xs.com" for you on the mobile phone. For wonderful novels\reading
"Yes, what if I brought him here? I said on the phone before I came that the newly discovered information about the human bone helmet was found by ‘my student’. How do I know he has ulterior motives?"
——It turns out that the primer that was planted was waiting here.
This meant to plant all the stolen goods on Diao Jianfa.
"Then let's talk about some evidence." Bu Chonghua was not surprised, took a breath, opened a large pile of case materials in front of him, took out a few sheets of printing paper and gently threw it in front of Chen Yuanliang.
——That turned out to be a bank slip drawn out overnight after investigation.
"In the middle of the previous year, a private account in Foshan, where the account was opened, was credited with RMB 250,000, and the note was repayment; at the end of the same year, a private account in Fuqing, where the account was opened, was credited to you twice in the same day. It paid 300,000 yuan, and another 90,000 yuan was paid the next day. The remarks were all fund transactions. The four large transactions totaled 640,000. After the investigation in the next room overnight, it was found that these two remittance accounts belonged to the coastal area. When an underground bank with rampant money laundering concentrated on cracking down on money laundering transactions last year, all of these illegal accounts were blocked."
"The source of the 640,000 yuan of remittances you received is the same: domestic and foreign exchanges." Bu Chonghua stared at Chen Yuanliang, his tone increased slightly: "Who is hiding abroad and giving you money?"
"..."
"What did you do, or what did you sell to receive the 640,000?"
"..."
There was a dead silence in the interrogation room, and Chen Yuanliang shut up and said nothing, as if an old monk had entered into solitude.
"If we can't make up the reason for the time being, let's look closer." Bu Chonghua turned over two pages of the flow sheet and pointed to a transaction circled in red pen: "Last June 28th, a transaction A large sum of 1.2 million yuan was credited to your account at one time. The remarks are repayment. The remitter is Diao Jianfa. The background shows that the counter operation location is the China Merchants Bank below your home-why did Diao Jianfa want to return "Your money, have you borrowed money from him?"
Chen Yuanliang's expression seemed to move: "Why can't I borrow him--"
Bu Chonghua did not give him any chance to quibble: "But before that, you and Diao Jianfa did not have any borrowings. The bank accounts of you, your wife, your son and daughter-in-law, and your family's relatives have never exceeded 200,000 in three years. Made an appointment for cash withdrawal, so this'repayment' must be made out of nothing. What did you give Diao Jianfa to exchange for this 1.2 million?"
"..."
"That human bone helmet," Bu Chonghua asked slowly and softly, "Is it out of your hand?"
After a long silence, Chen Yuanliang raised his eyelids and snorted: "I don't know what you are talking about, Captain Bu. Diao Jianfa received a lot of help from me during the internship. In order to show his filial piety, he gave me a sum of money for retirement. Why not?"
This statement was so ridiculous that even the clerk looked up at him strangely.
"Speaking of the 640,000, I don’t know what kind of underground bank the other party is, and we ordinary people do not have the ability to tell whether the remittance account involves money laundering, so you can only say that I was remitted a few sums of money, but you can’t tell. So I broke the law. As for the purpose of the remittance, I have forgotten it, you can investigate it yourself; if you insist on pursuing it, I can only say that the subject of the crime of huge amounts of property with unknown sources must be state officials, but It doesn't include me, does it?"
No one said anything in the room.
Chen Yuanliang looked around at the crowd, with a smile on his face: "May I ask what I said wrong? Step, branch, team, leader?"
Bu Chonghua nodded without saying a word, leaned back on the back of the chair, and uttered two words after a long while: "That's right."
It's true.
The source of funds from overseas has become difficult to trace, and Diao Jianfa, who has remitted millions of dollars, has not entered the interrogation link. All the current allegations against Chen Yuanliang lack evidence or even indirect circumstantial evidence, all based on speculation.
Guessing is useless. Among Diao Jianfa, Li Hongxi, Gao Weixiong Jinzhi and his wife, and even Gao Baokang who is on the run, someone must be able to confess Chen Yuanliang's involvement in the crime.
Boom boom boom, the door of the interrogation room was knocked a few times, and then Wu Yu leaned in with a mug in his hand: "The team, the suspect Diao Jianfa has been escorted."
He glanced at Chen Yuanliang behind the iron table, without emotional ups and downs, and looked away blankly.
"--It seems that Mr. Chen does not intend to take the initiative to cooperate." Bu Chonghua stood up and looked at Chen Yuanliang condescendingly: "In this case, our police can only do it ourselves and send you in."
Chen Yuanliang's nose clicked: "I look forward to it. But I have to remind you-since I can't prove that I am suspected of a crime, I can only be summoned and not detained. That is to say, you can only detain me for 24 hours. Major cases are special. It’s only 48 hours at most."
"As for now," he glanced at the wall clock on the wall and said meaningfully: "It's only forty hours."
The wall clock ticked mechanically on the wall, and every movement of the second hand turned into a silent blow in the air.
"Forty hours is enough." Bu Chonghua said lightly, "Nian Xiaoping did not wait for more than 40 hours from the corpse wilderness to the police car. You will not wait longer than her."
He closed the case materials, turned and walked out of the interrogation room without looking back.
"Did he explain it?"
Bu Chonghua looked gloomy and shook his head.
The two of them walked through the corridor side by side. Wu Yu didn't know what he was thinking about, and sighed for a long while: "I knew he was so rich. I asked him to pay for our tea last time. I was blinded by a selection of black tea bags... …"
"A person with rich knowledge is not necessarily a good person. On the contrary, once tempted by money and greed, he may be more evil than ordinary bad people." Bu Chonghua looked at the cup of hot Lipton tea in his hand from the corner of his eye. Quietly asked: "You still drink tea when you order this, don't you go to the duty room to catch up?"
Wu Yu said angrily: "I wanted to sleep, but now I can't fall asleep..." He raised his mug and took a sip.
Bu Chonghua: "!"
Wu Yu was full of emotion. He took a few steps forward and suddenly realized that there was no one around him. When he looked back, he saw Bu Chonghua standing in place: "What's wrong with you?"
Bu Chonghua stared at him without saying a word.
Wu Yu: "?"
The cold white light came down and outlined Bu Chonghua’s figure as tall and straight as a sword. His naturally cold face became paler now, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes were like two inorganic gemstones, staring quietly. With Wu Yu.
Wu Yu: "..."
The two looked at each other for a while without moving, and Bu Chonghua finally said coldly:
"If you can't sleep, don't sleep, what else are you sleeping after drinking tea? Go upstairs to the Economic Investigation Detachment to investigate the account of the underground bank."
Wu Yu looked blank and watched Bu Chonghua pass by with his head raised and walked into the interrogation room where Diao Jianfa was closed, bang! The ground closed the door.
