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

"I want to see a lawyer!" Chen Yonggang suddenly curled up in the chair and buried his face in his knees. "I won't say a word without a lawyer present." The interrogation came to a stalemate. The call records sent by the Technical Department showed that the last call Li Xiaomin made before her disappearance was to Chen Yongqiang's private number, but Chen Yonggang still insisted that it was just "business dealings."

Wang Shuai pulled up the warehouse surveillance video, and in the video, Chen Yonggang's figure carrying Li Xiaomin's body was distorted in the moonlight. "Did you know?" He suddenly slowed down his tone, "The last unsent text message in Li Xiaomin's phone was 'I'm sorry, I was wrong'. What did she find that made you destroy everything?" Chen Yonggang's shoulders trembled invisibly, and his nails dug deep into his palms.

For the next twelve hours, the interrogation team took turns. Yang Sen showed up with a forensic report, pointing out that the seafood found in Li Xiaomin's stomach was the same as Chen Yongqiang's last dinner before his death: "You three had dinner at the same place that night, and then Li Xiaomin disappeared." Chen Yonggang sneered: "It's just a coincidence. There are so many people who eat seafood in Haizhou."

When Zhang Hui put the surveillance video of Liming Machinery Factory on the table, Chen Yonggang's face finally changed. In the video, he was wearing a mask and carrying a bloody nylon rope, and the license plate number behind him was clearly visible. "The chain of evidence is terrifyingly complete," Zhang Hui turned the pen, "From renting a car, killing people, dumping the body, to killing your cousin to silence him, every step was under our control. If you confess now, you can still fight for a lighter sentence."

Chen Yonggang suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter echoing in the confined space: "Leniency? I killed two people, how can I still live?" He suddenly slammed his head against the table, and blood instantly oozed from his forehead, "Come on! Beat me to death! I'm going to die anyway!" The interrogator immediately held him down, and the medical team rushed in to treat his wounds. In the chaos, Wang Shuai noticed that when Chen Yonggang was struggling, his eyes kept unconsciously glancing at the power socket in the corner of the interrogation room.

At midnight, the lights in the interrogation room suddenly flickered. Taking advantage of everyone's distraction, Chen Yonggang hit Zhang Hui with his head, and at the same time reached out to grab the pen on the table. Wang Shuai quickly rushed him to the ground, and in the chaos, the tip of the pen scratched Chen Yonggang's cheek, and blood dripped onto Li Xiaomin's photo. "She deserves to die!" Chen Yonggang was pinned to the ground and still screaming, "Who told her to check that account book!"

This sentence instantly made the entire interrogation room quiet. Zhang Hui squatted down and took out the torn pages of the account book hidden by Chen Yongqiang from the evidence bag: "Are you talking about this? The money laundering accounts recorded on it, or other transactions?" Chen Yonggang realized that he had said something wrong and immediately clenched his teeth. No matter how the interrogator asked, he just kept repeating "I want to see a lawyer."

When Lu Chuan pushed the door open, Chen Yonggang had been silent for six hours. "Do you know why you kept staring at the power socket?" Lu Chuan placed a psychological portrait on the table, with detailed annotations of Chen Yonggang's micro-expression changes. "You were looking for a chance to escape, and even fantasized about using electric shock to create chaos. But you overlooked one thing -" He called up a video of an interview with Chen Yonggang's mother, in which the old woman leaned on a cane and cried. "Your mother waited for news at the police station every day. She said, 'My son is not a bad person.'"

Chen Yonggang's pupils contracted violently, and his Adam's apple moved up and down with difficulty. Lu Chuan continued to put pressure on him: "Li Xiaomin's parents burn paper by the Beiyang River every day. They just want to know why their daughter died. Do you really want these old people to leave the world with regrets?" The interrogation room was so quiet that Chen Yonggang's heavy breathing could be heard. The electronic clock on the wall showed 3:17 in the morning. Thirty hours had passed since the first interrogation.

"Give me a cigarette." Chen Yonggang suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse as sandpaper. Zhang Hui handed him the cigarette, and the flame illuminated the fear and despair in his eyes. After taking a deep breath, Chen Yonggang stared at the curling green smoke and finally spoke slowly: "Everything started three months ago."

Chen Yonggang's fingers holding the cigarette trembled violently, and the ash fell on Li Xiaomin's photo. In the smoke, his eyes gradually became empty, as if he had returned to the night three months ago that changed his fate. "That charity concert was a trap." He suddenly chuckled, with endless bitterness in his laughter, "Yongqiang and I went to show our support, but in fact we were there to discuss business with clients. Who knew that backstage, we would meet Li Xiaomin playing the violin. She smiled at me in a white dress and said that my cufflinks were beautiful, like musical notes."

Wang Shuai quickly wrote down the information in his notebook, while Zhang Hui stared into his eyes. Chen Yonggang's Adam's apple rolled up and down as he continued, "She took the initiative to ask for my contact information, saying that she wanted to consult me ​​on the combination of music and business. At the time, I thought she was just a little girl who wanted to climb up the social ladder. But I didn't expect that she approached me for a purpose."

As the story goes deeper, a well-designed trap gradually surfaced. After Li Xiaomin met Chen Yonggang through a concert, she frequently contacted him in the name of learning business operations. She was smart and considerate, and quickly gained the trust of the brothers. Until that day, Chen Yongqiang made a mistake after drinking and revealed that they were helping foreign forces launder money.

"Yongqiang, that idiot!" Chen Yonggang suddenly slammed the table, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. "Li Xiaomin didn't react on the surface, but I could see that her eyes had changed. That night I found out that her father was an economic investigation police officer, and he lost his job three years ago because he was retaliated against for investigating a money laundering case."

The atmosphere in the interrogation room was solemn as Chen Yonggang continued to explain the details of the crime. On the night of the 16th, he decided to kill the other party to prevent future trouble.

"He looked down at his hands," She struggled like a fish out of water, but I couldn't let her live. "At this point, he suddenly covered his face, tears seeping out from between his fingers, "I strangled her neck with the strings, listening to her breathing getting weaker and weaker. The violin was brought by her, and later I threw it into the river. "

After handling Li Xiaomin's body, Chen Yonggang thought he had done everything right. But Chen Yonggang fell into deep self-blame and fear. "He said he dreamed of Li Xiaomin coming to him every night," Chen Yonggang's voice became lower and lower, "He said he wanted to turn himself in, saying he couldn't let an innocent person die in vain."

The night he killed his cousin became a nightmare that Chen Yonggang could not get rid of. "He was drunk and begged me to go to the police station with him." Chen Yonggang's body began to tremble. "I was afraid he would really tell others, so I hit him on the head with a bottle. He fell to the ground but was not dead yet, so I used the same rope to strangle his neck."

At this point, Chen Yonggang suddenly broke down and burst into tears, his face covered with snot and tears: "I don't want to kill him! He is my cousin! But I can't help it, I can't let everything be ruined!" (End of this chapter)