Attending ex-girlfriend's wedding, arresting the groom's officer on the spot

Lu Chuan stared at the report in deep thought for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Have Liu Jianfeng's parents arrived at the Municipal Bureau?" After receiving an affirmative answer, he turned and walked into the monitoring room. On the screen, an elderly couple in plain clothes were sitting awkwardly in the reception room. Liu's mother was clutching a faded cloth bag, and her wrinkles were swollen with tears.

When Liu Jianfeng was brought into the interrogation room again, there was a tablet on the table. Lu Chuan turned the screen towards him. In the picture, Liu's father was hunched over, wandering in front of the newly built three-story building, staring at the empty window of his son's room with cloudy eyes: "Jianfeng, everyone in the village envies our new house, but your mother is waiting by the phone every day." The old man suddenly coughed violently, and the age spots on the back of his hand were particularly dazzling in the sun.

Liu Jianfeng's Adam's apple rolled violently and he turned his head away: "You forged this!" Before he finished speaking, the screen switched to the hospital ward. Liu's mother, wearing an oxygen mask, was breathing weakly: "Afeng, no matter what mistake you made, go home and tell mom." The ticking sound of the ECG monitor was particularly clear in the silent interrogation room.

"These videos were just sent back from your hometown half an hour ago." Lu Chuan turned off the tablet and pulled out a stack of remittance slips from the file bag. "We have checked the medical expenses you remit to the village clinic every month. Do you know why you suddenly bought a house?" He suddenly raised his voice, "Because the doctor said your mother will not survive more than half a year, and you want her to live in a new house before she dies!"

Liu Jianfeng's shoulders began to tremble, and veins popped up on his forehead. Zhang Hui handed over the evidence bag at the right time, which contained the medical records found in his cave - the diagnosis date was exactly one week before he received the 50 yuan remittance. "Where did this money come from?" Lu Chuan knocked on the table, "You are an apprentice with a monthly salary of yuan, and suddenly you have such a large income. Do you really think you can hide it from the world?"

"I did it!" Liu Jianfeng suddenly roared and overturned the table. Amid the sound of metal collision, he burst into tears. "That old man used jade and money to trick Lili away! She wanted to abort the child after she became pregnant, but Li Kaijun forced her to give birth!" He panted violently, his forehead against the cold wall. "On the night of July 7, I watched Lili come out of the jade shop. She touched her belly and smiled at Li Kaijun."

The interrogation room fell into silence, with only Liu Jianfeng sobbing intermittently. Lu Chuan slowed down his tone: "So you gave them sleeping pills?"

"I mixed Zolpidem into the milk tea." Liu Jianfeng slumped to the ground. "The old man Li Kaijun was very vigilant. When I waited for him to go to the bathroom, I poured the powder into his Pu'er tea." He pulled his hair, and blood oozed from between his fingers. "Lili became confused after drinking the milk tea. I took her to the abandoned warehouse of Chang'an Building. I just wanted to ask her why."

The surveillance footage showed that Liu Jianfeng was curled up in a ball, his voice becoming mechanical: "She said the child was innocent and begged me to let Li Kaijun go." He suddenly laughed strangely, "Innocent? That old man has ruined so many girls! When I pinched her neck, her nails scratched my hands and made them bleed, but I couldn't stop."

Zhang Hui silently turned on the recorder, the tip of the pen hovering above the notebook. Liu Jianfeng suddenly became quiet, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes: "After dealing with Lili, I called Li Kaijun and told him that I knew the secret of his smuggling. The old man really took the bait, and I added a double dose of sleeping pills to his tea." He stretched out his hands and gestured to tighten the rope, "Looking at him rolling his eyes, I suddenly felt that this was more satisfying than carving any jade."

Lu Chuan pulled up the photos of the body hidden in the freezer: "Why did you hide the body in the freezer?" "Because jade needs to be refrigerated to prevent it from mutating." Liu Jianfeng smiled strangely, "They are my proudest works, of course they must be preserved in the best way." He suddenly coughed violently, "That night, I sat next to the freezer all night, listening to the hum of the compressor, just like the folk songs Lili used to hum for me."

When the interrogation record was completed, the sky outside the window was already turning pale. Liu Jianfeng pressed his bloody fingerprints on the signature column and suddenly asked, "Can my parents still come to see me?" Lu Chuan did not answer, but turned off the interrogation light. The moment the iron door closed, suppressed sobbing could be heard, mixed with the noise of the morning market in the distance, and dissipated in the morning mist that was about to break.

Three days later in the morning, Liu Jianfeng was taken to the scene for identification.

The damp smell of mold and rust hit Liu Jianfeng's face. His shackles hit the cement floor of the third floor of Chang'an Building. He looked up at the mottled fire pipes, his Adam's apple rolled violently, and his neck was gray due to the stubble of many days. Wang Shuai stood half a step behind him, and the tip of his black leather shoes pressed accurately against the suspect's heel - this was a subconscious action developed from years of interrogation experience, ensuring that any slight movement of the other party was under control.

"Start from the place where you arranged to meet Li Kaijun." Lu Chuan's voice was like an ice pick piercing the stagnant air. Liu Jianfeng mechanically turned to the distribution box at the corner of the stairs, and the metal shackles rattled. "He is very vigilant," Liu Jianfeng stretched out his handcuffed hands and clenched them, simulating the posture of holding a teacup, "When he said he wanted to check the smuggling evidence, his other hand was always touching his waist. I handed him the Pu'er tea mixed with Zolpidem, and he took a sip and frowned."

Wang Shuai immediately squatted down, and the strong light illuminated the dark brown tea stains on the ground. This mark was overlooked during the initial inspection because the area was too small. At this moment, it formed a perfect correspondence with the tea crumbs on the soles of Liu Jianfeng's shoes. "He reached out for the electric baton," Liu Jianfeng suddenly shook the shackles violently, and the sound of metal collision exploded in the empty underground space, "but the effect of the drug came too quickly, and my knees softened and I fell here." He tapped the cracks in the ground with his toes, "The blood from the back of his head seeped into the cracks in the bricks, and I wiped it three times with a rag."

Yang Sen's investigation light instantly focused deep into the cracks of the bricks, and the fluorescent reaction displayed by the precision instrument confirmed the blood stains. Liu Jianfeng had already dragged his shackles towards the body hiding room. Amid the harsh sound of the iron ring scraping against the ground, he suddenly stopped three meters away from the iron door: "Lili woke up here." He stared at the peeling wall, as if he saw the girl curled up in the corner of the milk tea shop three years ago, "She started to struggle when she smelled the turpentine, and her nails scratched four bloody marks on the back of my hand."

Zhang Kai immediately pulled up the autopsy photos. The broken nail on Qin Lili's right index finger completely matched the position and angle of the old scar on Liu Jianfeng's forearm.

Liu Jianfeng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he reached out to the non-existent clothesline: "Actually... I just wanted to scare her, but she said, 'The child can't live without a father.'" He suddenly strangled his neck with his handcuffed hands, veins popping out, "This rope is as thick as a thumb, you know? There are three knots in the middle." (End of this chapter)