This is what committing a crime is like. If you tell a lie, you have to tell a hundred lies to cover it up.
Although Zhao Zhijun acted very surprised at Yang Qianqian's death and acted very naturally, not pretending at all, he said that there was a logical problem here when he saw Yang Qianqian on Thursday.
"Zhao Zhijun, I advise you to be more honest and to make up lies more smoothly. You killed Yang Qianqian last Wednesday and then cut her body into pieces."
"And you said you saw her on Thursday?"
"Are you cheating?"
"Comrade police, there must be some misunderstanding here. I really didn't lie to you. Everything I said is the truth. I met Qianqian on Thursday."
"Thursday?"
"Zhao Zhijun, let me tell you again, Yang Qianqian was killed by you on Wednesday. How could you see her on Thursday? You have to find a better reason for lying, right?"
Lu Chuan gave the time when Yang Qianqian was killed as Wednesday, and the time when neighbors reported the sound of dumpling stuffing being twisted at Yang Qianqian's home was Thursday and Friday.
In other words, Yang Qianqian was killed on Wednesday, and the murderer spent two days on Thursday and Friday to dismember her body.
Meanwhile, another interrogation room.
"The person named Zhao went to our store last Thursday night."
"There were three people on duty that day, and we can all testify that he came that day."
"It's been almost a week since last Thursday. You guys see so many customers every day. How can you be sure to remember him clearly?"
Zhang Meili nodded affirmatively: "I will definitely remember it. If others can't remember it, he will definitely remember it."
"Because that night, after Zhao Zhijun went there, he ordered three of us in one breath."
"three people?"
"Yes, the three of them gave us 100 yuan each, 300 yuan each, and then let the three of us accompany him."
"Of course we did such a good thing, so we were all very impressed. He came to the store at about 11:30 on Thursday night."
"Because there were very few people who came in and ordered three, so I checked the time that day, and it was 11:[-] pm."
After Xiao Song recorded the time, the policewoman continued to ask.
"How long did Zhao Zhijun stay in your store on Thursday night?"
"Probably less than a little..."
"I can't remember exactly, but it must have been around 1 o'clock and less than 2 o'clock."
"Because we ordered takeout at around 2 o'clock and then took a rest."
"When was the second time Zhao Zhijun was with you?"
"It was Friday the next day. I just went to work on Friday afternoon, and he came around 3 o'clock."
"Then he gave me 800 yuan that day and asked me to go out with him for a night. We went to his house that day."
"800?"
"Yes, 800 is the going price here, and one night is 800."
"Then why did he give you 500 tonight?"
"Now that we're familiar with each other, let's give him a discount. He came to see me once on Friday, but didn't come on Saturday. He started on Sunday, then the day before yesterday, and he's been looking for me every day these days."
"Why is Zhao Zhijun looking for you alone these days?"
"He ordered the three of us on Thursday night, and then he told me later that he thought I was the prettiest and had the best life. From then on, he looked for me every day."
"Zhang Meili, I want to remind you that what you said will be used as evidence to determine whether Zhao Zhijun committed murder."
"So I hope you won't hide anything or lie."
Zhang Meili nodded affirmatively: "Comrade police, don't worry, what I tell is all the truth, and everyone in our store knows that you can go and verify it. Not a single word I said is a lie, and even one word is a lie. God damn it." The five thunders have made me sick every day, and I have no chance of dying!" "Okay, there's no need to swear, let's take a look at your transcript. If there's no problem, sign here and press your fingerprints..."
"Write a sentence here: I have read all the above records and confirm that they are consistent with what I said."
"Hmm, okay, comrade policeman... I've finished writing. Where can I press my fingerprints?"
"Here...your name...in the middle...and your name below, all need to be fingerprinted."
Zhang Meili has been to the police station before, but it only ended with questioning. She has never gone through such a formal process, so she is a bit unfamiliar.
But the clues given by Zhang Meili are very important.
Because according to Zhang Meili, Zhao Zhijun left the foot bath shop between one o'clock and less than two o'clock on Thursday night.
I spent all night with Zhang Meili on Friday.
His whereabouts on Saturday could not be determined, but he was with Zhang Meili on Sunday night, Monday and Tuesday nights.
This is an important reference for verifying the time of the crime reported by Yang Qianqian's neighbors and comparing the time of Zhao Zhijun's body dismemberment.
"Comrade policeman, can I go now?"
go?
"You have to cooperate with the Criminal Investigation Detachment these two days. I will have colleagues here take you to rest later."
The criminal investigation detachment has temporary suspects guarding the room.
"Xiao Song, organize the records and report to the leader later."
"Ok."
The interrogation on Zhang Meili's side was very fast, but the interrogation on Zhao Zhijun's side progressed extremely slowly.
Because even though Zhang Hui put the fingerprint analysis report made by Lu Chuan in front of Zhao Zhijun, the other party still refused to admit that he had killed someone.
"Comrade police, you can't say I committed murder just because of a fingerprint."
Zhang Hui was so angry that he laughed.
"Zhao Zhijun, we found your fingerprints on the black plastic sheet where Yang Qianqian's body was dismembered."
"Tell me, if you can't judge your murder based on this, what kind of judgment should you rely on?"
Zhao Zhijun said with a sad face: "Comrade police, I told you this. I gave Yang Qianqian a piece of plastic sheet a month ago. She said she needed to use it if there was a leak at home."
"Then the plastic sheet I sent has my fingerprints on it, isn't it normal?"
"You sent it?"
"Then tell me, when you and Yang Qianqian broke up three months ago, why did you still send him plastic sheets a month ago?"
"We are still friends even after we break up. We can still see each other after we break up. We were originally college classmates."
"She asked me to do a favor, so can I not help? It's just a matter of plastic sheeting."
"Comrade police, you have really misunderstood. I was really wronged. I definitely did not kill Qianqian. Although we broke up, my feelings for her are still there."
emotion?
"The relationship you are talking about is you holding another woman in bed?"
Zhao Zhijun looked embarrassed: "Well... we broke up after all, and I also have physical needs."
"Okay, let's not say whether you killed Yang Qianqian or not. Let's talk about your money first."
money?
"what money?"
Zhao Zhijun looked confused. (End of chapter)
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