The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 766 Logical Collapse (Please Subscribe For Monthly Pass)
trial room.

"Sir Zhou, can you ask me next?" He Weilan asked tentatively.

Zhou Yu thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, bring me the previous survey reports you collected."

"It's here." He Weilan picked up the folder on the table.

"Yeah." Zhou Yu looked through intently. There were not many clues in the previous investigations. The first time the crime occurred abroad, and the second time it was burned down by arson. Only the third time the hotel was investigated in more detail.

8 minute later.

"Sir Zhou." Director He opened the door and came in, presenting the newly-arrived frozen mandarin ducks.

Zhou Yu glanced at him in surprise, but he was a caring person.

Rumor has it that in order to curry favor with their superiors, some people will specifically inquire about their superiors' preferences, and then follow suit.

It is of course not a secret that he loves milk tea, and many people have bought it for him, but it is the first time that a middle-aged man who is not familiar with him has bought it specially.

"Thank you."

"It's okay, Sir Zhou has worked hard. You see, he was so busy that he didn't even pour the water."

He Weilan rolled her eyes at Director He's flattery, did you buy milk tea for me?
Director He pretends not to see that this is unique and everyone has a copy, so can that be the same?

He withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice, "Sir Zhou, if there is any trouble, I'll come."

If you wipe your own shit, if you can only let people go, then Zhou Yu will not be able to get down.

"No need." Zhou Yu put the folder aside, picked up the mandarin duck and took a sip, then swayed the milk tea and walked to the interrogation table, looking down at Li Wen.

"I'll give you another chance, to be honest, you can reduce your sentence."

"I'm telling the truth." Li Wen's expression was helpless and pitiful, and a little anxious that Zhou Yu didn't believe him.

Zhou Yu turned his head, "Is there any difference between his two confessions?"

He Weilan shook her head: "Basically the same."

This is the reason why she believed in Li Wen. During the interrogation, there were indeed multiple interrogations to verify the authenticity of the suspect's confession, because it was easy to make up inconsistent statements, but what Li Wen said twice was really smooth and logical. Self-consistent.

"A lie is a lie, and it's hard to be logically consistent." Zhou Yu turned to look at Li Wen: "You are a master counterfeiter, but that's for banknotes. If you make a mistake, you can start over. But logic is not good, it's not that obedient."

He Weilan was stunned by these words, and suddenly opened the transcript and began to search for the logic problem.

The people in the monitoring room even chattered, YT, as a lawyer, has become unsightly.

Li Wen looked up: "Sir, I don't know why you think I'm lying, what I'm talking about is the real things I've experienced."

"Okay, let me ask you, you said that there was a shootout between you and the painter at the hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui, and Xiuqing shot out and injured the painter, is that true?"

"Yes."

"You think the painter is dead."

"Yes."

"Several shots were fired."

"Correct."

"Then why, apart from the five deceased, the police did not find a drop of blood from anyone else at the scene. Can you explain to me?" Zhou Yu raised his head while supporting the table.

"That's the horror of painters!"

Li Wen looked anxious: "He is a person who has no plans. Both Xiuqing and I thought he was dead at the time, but who knew that he was not dead. As long as he is not dead, he has countless ways to destroy everything that is not good for him. His evidence, which is why there is no evidence of his crime left in any country in the world, he is really terrifying, and his ability is beyond imagination."

Zhou Yu laughed, and then asked seriously: "Have you ever been hit by a bullet? I have been hit.

Bullets penetrate the body, fall to the ground and bounce, and then leave the blood from the body at the point of impact. You are in a hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui, not in a deep mountain forest. When there are dense gunshots, people from the hotel will call the police. The police will be here soon.

How do painters wipe?Or are you going to tell me how many bullets got stuck in his bones? "

"He has a lot of people to help him, he can buy the police, he can buy people from the hotel, and even the hotel itself may be one of his properties, there are many, many possibilities." Li Wen said this expressively Like a believer, worshiping the power of the painter is mixed with fear.

"You're telling me a joke." Zhou Yu's tone was cold.

Li Wen seemed to be ignited because of Zhou Yu's distrust. He stood up suddenly and shouted: "You have never been in contact with him, you don't understand painters at all! He is scary, he is really scary! Can't you do that?" Just because he can do something doesn't mean he can't do it!
There are many things in this world that you can’t understand, there are many characters that you can’t understand, their power is very powerful, they are omnipotent, I didn’t believe it before, until I met him, he can really do it! "

"Be gentle, mocking me is still so loud." Zhou Yu plucked his ears, and just wanted to go out just like that, silly.

"Do you believe it or not?" Zhou Yu raised his head at He Weilan.

He Weilan frowned in confusion: "Sir Zhou, the painter is indeed mysterious and should be quite capable. We did not find any fingerprints at the scene, not only the painter's, but also Li Wen's. They should have been wiped, or Just never touched it."

Just because the painter has been committing crimes for so many years and has not been left with any records by the police, not even a single photo, she feels that the painter must be very powerful, and the rules are strict, and his subordinates will be killed directly with counterfeit banknotes.

Careful and mysterious, it has been passed down for three generations, using money to win over all kinds of people, maybe it is already a mysterious family of whitewashing, with influence all over the place.

"Tsk tsk." Zhou Yu curled his lips, smiled meaningfully, turned to Li Wen and said, "Okay, there is a supporter, I think your argument makes sense, sit down."

Li Wen sat down panting.

The people in the listening room also heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that it was going to disappear just now, and then their hearts arose again.

Zhou Yu opened the mouth and said: "After listening to you about the ghost story, I will tell you something about the world. It was Xiuqing who shot and saved you at the Tsim Sha Tsui Hotel, right?"

"Yes."

"Then you went to a resort hotel in Thailand, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Xiuqing confessed to you, didn't she?"

"Yes."

"In the next few days, you found the newspaper that Xiuqing had hidden, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"It says that all five members of Uncle Xin's family were killed, doesn't it?"

"Yes."

"Four of the little girls."

"Yes."

"It's a fart!" Zhou Yu suddenly shouted coldly, shocking everyone who followed along.

Li Wen looked up at Zhou Yu stupidly. Zhou Yu knocked the table and said coldly, "The hotel was bought for you by the artist. You two men and women are hiding in the hotel. The artist even used a counterfeit banknote for Uncle Xin's family. Don't let it go, why didn't I kill you first?"

"Maybe he didn't expect me to be there for a while." Li Wen said quickly.

Zhou Yu snorted softly: "Didn't you say that he has supernatural powers? Why didn't he think that he could forget the enmity between life and death?"

"Maybe he wants to kill me later, oh, by the way, he doesn't want to kill me, he just wants me to go to jail, so he framed me with counterfeit money." Li Wen nodded firmly, as if you believed me.

Zhou Yu nodded, and his tone became relaxed again: "This statement matches what you said at the beginning. The painter likes you so much. You and Xiuqing rebelled and killed him. He didn't kill him. He ran to kill the four children and returned. He spent a lot of trouble playing games with you, went to Thailand to buy people, and sent you to prison, he is really kind."

"He wants to torture me." Li Wen said, "He wants me to suffer in pain for the rest of my life."

Zhou Yu approached fiercely, knocking on the table word by word. "Then, what about Xiu Qing?"

"What Xiuqing?" Li Wen was at a loss for a moment: "I was arrested by the police, she may have been killed by the painter now, and I don't know where she is."

"Since Xiuqing found out that the painter is not dead, and Uncle Xin's family was killed again, it should be thought that the painter is taking revenge, and you will die soon. Why did she choose to hide the newspaper instead of telling you to run? She doesn't love you What? Why does she want you to die?" Zhou Yu said coldly.

After the voice fell, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Li Wen opened his mouth slightly, he was so stupid, completely dumbfounded.

Not only him, but everyone in the two rooms was stunned.

A huge logical problem arises, Xiuqing's action of hiding the newspaper is simply impossible.

It's too out of harmony, it shouldn't be like this, it will never be like this.

Just such a small matter of hiding a newspaper, it was not as intense as other incidents at all, everyone just listened to it, and ignored it without paying too much attention.

But it was it that broke the logic of the whole story.

Xiuqing's persona collapsed, her love collapsed, Li Wen's motivation for trying to return to Hong Kong collapsed, and her motivation for being arrested collapsed.
All collapsed.

Zhou Yu picked up the mandarin duck and drank it, enjoying the tranquility in the room at this moment, only the rapid breathing of a few people, it is easy to guess, their brains must have crashed.

Zhou Yu is quite kind, so he doesn't expect to wait for them to figure it out.

So he said: "A fabricated story, trying to deceive people, can be as true as it can be, that is, nine truths and one falsehood, just like the people who listened to them, covering the little illogical places with truth, forcing Convince yourself."

Zhou Yu walked towards He Weilan: "There is a behavior in psychology called substitution, such as watching a movie and substituting the male protagonist, such as reading a novel and substituting the protagonist. Among them, the strongest way of substitution is called No.1, which means that the vision locks on the protagonist. , what the protagonist sees, the substitute person sees, and you cannot see the vision of everyone else."

"So when someone narrates in this way, it is easy for the listener to get caught up in it. You can't hear him cheating in the narration, but you still think it is logical."

Zhou Yu glanced at He Weilan. He Weilan was a little embarrassed, feeling her toes were scratching the floor.

"It's not just you, the audience is all." Zhou Yu smiled slightly, "Do you still think it's reasonable for the hotel's blood to disappear?"

He Weilan shook his head quickly.

"This is called visual deception!"

Zhou Yu turned around, "Do you know where your problem lies?"

Li Wen was expressionless, but looked at Zhou Yu.

"You don't love Xiuqing, and you don't understand Xiuqing either." Zhou Yu shook her head, "Is it difficult to understand why I, who has never met Xiuqing, dare to say such a thing?"

Zhou Yu didn't wait for him to answer, and pursed her lips: "Although the character Xiuqing doesn't exist in the eyes of the police, I believe she exists, because you don't need to make up a useless person.

For example, the person who shot to save you can be replaced by Sister Hua, anyway, it is a lie, it is also very easy to make up a story that Sister Hua has a crush on you, isn't it? "

"So Xiuqing is true, it is true that she loves you, it is also true that she saved you and you went back to Thailand to live, this is the truth among the nine truths and one falsehood."

"Then what's fake?" Zhou Yu paused and said, "It's fake that you loved Xiuqing. You didn't love her at all, and you didn't even feel that she loved you. You just thought she was repaying you for saving your life. This is with you.

A familiar makeshift.

So it is difficult for you to understand the real reason why she hid the newspaper, and you can't substitute her, which leads to a missing piece of vision when you make up the story. "

"Xiuqing hid the newspaper for only one reason, and that was the news that Ruan Wen held a memorial service for her husband appeared in the newspaper. Xiuqing knows that you still miss her, but Xiuqing doesn't want you to go find her."

Zhou Yu propped her hands on the table, looked down at Li and asked, "Love is so humble, do you understand?"

(End of this chapter)