when the moon whispers

Chapter 470: Accomplice - Confession (Part )

Six accomplices in the case
One Hundred Confessions (Part 2)
The dim light in the early morning has now been completely obscured by the layers of oppressive haze.

The wind blew violently, and the dust and debris that had not been cleared in time in the open space between the buildings were blown up into a small whirlwind, which rushed into the ventilation duct of the office building and turned on the ventilation fan above the interrogation room, which had been humming for a long time and was about to be retired, and it made a rumbling sound.

Song Yike almost completely revealed his revenge plan that had lasted for several years and had lasted for three years. During the intermission, he was thirsty and held a full cup of warm water, quietly and obediently looking at the vent, but his eyes were always on the half-open door of the interrogation room. It was not until Jiang Mo pushed the door open with a lunch box that he moved his butt uncomfortably and took a breath, then he suddenly retracted his wandering and out-of-focus gaze and silently looked at Jiang Mo's profile.

"It's so windy outside - are you here to relieve the shift? Where's Lao Gu?"

Jiang Mo slammed the door of the interrogation room with his backhand, and was startled by the thunder that squeezed in from the crack of the door. He hunched his shoulders and handed the lunch box in his hand to Xiao Letian. He raised his hand to brush off his hair that was covered with dust from a few raindrops, and rubbed out a thin layer of dirt with his fingers.

"This rain is as heavy as mud soup. I washed my head in vain this morning... It's all mud balls..."

"Director Gao called a meeting for half an hour. Team Huang and Team Lin were both cleaning up the mess outside. I was sorting out the files with Xiaomilu. After dinner, I was caught by Master. I secretly overheard the call. It seemed that the expert group from the province wanted to review our case before it was transferred to the pre-trial department. The province was considering whether to intervene in the case of Wan Dushan."

Xiao Letian first handed the lunch box to the secretary lady in a very gentlemanly manner, then turned his head and glanced at his senior sister's teasing raised eyebrows, sneered and casually threw the most substantial box to her hand, turned around, holding the lunch box and chopsticks, and nodded to Jiang Mo to lend a hand, and delivered this humanitarian care to Song Yike.

"He plays dumb when you're not here. He just hums incoherently when I ask him anything. He can't hear a single word. He only becomes a little more normal when you come in. But he's not that normal. He stares at you intently. His eyes can poke your spine... If you know him, you'll think he's deeply in love with his sister. If you don't, you'll think he's a hooligan... You should take the meal. I'll pour him a glass of water, but he won't drink a sip. He's probably afraid I'll poison him."

Jiang Mo didn't say anything at first. He raised his eyebrows slightly, patted the dust on his hands, and handed the lunch box to Song Yike. Then he looked down at the handcuffs that firmly bound Song Yike's two thin arms to the lock of the table. He raised his eyelids and gave Xiao Letian a look that was difficult to describe: "Why don't you remove the handcuffs on one side of him? It's so tight that he can't even bend over. How can he drink? You too - don't say a word, who are you guessing?"

"……Thanks."

Jiang Mo removed the handcuffs quickly. Song Yike nodded slightly in thanks, loosened his wrists first, carefully picked up the paper cup and took a sip, thinking for a while with his eyelids drooping, as if he heard the hidden meaning of Jiang Mo's casual words, and slowly shook his head, "It's not that I don't want to say it... it's... I don't know whether I should say it or not."

"Just like when your sister approached Officer Guo Feng and wanted him to help investigate the incident at Wandu Mountain, she didn't expect that... Guo Feng had long been one of the many protectors of Lanqiao Publishing House." Jiang Mo broke the disposable chopsticks with a "snap" and gently placed them next to Song Yike's lunch box. "Song Wanwan's urn was opened, and the diary-style record book inside has been collected as evidence. However, based solely on the descriptions in the booklet, the criminal suspects who can be directly identified in the incidents at the Wandu Mountain Hunting Ground and the Lanqiao Publishing House Annual Meeting have basically been killed by you... This case may not be much easier to investigate than the case on your head, just think of it as for your sister... Please cooperate with me during the investigation."

Song Yike poked the rice twice with his chopsticks, stuffed a mouthful of rice and thought for a while before raising his head: "Song Yiting and Xue Yilian don't know what's in the booklet, my sister's situation... and the real reason for my revenge. They only know the second half of my sister being pushed off the building."

"You still have the time to think about those two? According to what you said, you have confessed so much... I don't think I have heard you say it yet. Who did you learn from to confirm that Chen Zuohui is one of the culprits?"

Jiang Mo didn't look back. He half-leaned on the edge of the table with his arms folded, and hooked his hands behind his back, signaling Xiao Letian to confirm that the camera recording was turned on. He picked up a bottle of mineral water and lightly touched the rim of Song Yike's cup, and asked casually: "You should not have been present when Song Wanwan got into trouble. Later, this booklet was hidden by Guo Feng. It was not until you identified Guo Feng as one of the instigators of Song Wanwan's accident that you "confiscated" this "book of crimes" from him... Let's sort out the order of your revenge list. The first one is-"

"Feng Danya, I actually didn't want to kill her at first."

Song Yike ate slowly and spoke in a tepid voice, digging vigorously at the tips of his chopsticks: "I originally just wanted to know whether my sister's medical report was stolen or she received some kind of bribe after it was posted online... But when I was doing odd jobs at the county hospital, I happened to see her taking money to check the gender of the fetus, and then selling the induced fetus and placenta to that chef in Wan Dushan, and then exchanging it for a pile of sheep's food and throwing it into the hospital's unified garbage bin... So she deserved to die."

"Killing Chen Zuohui was actually... a mistake..."

Song Yike paused while picking through the dried tofu in the lunch box. He frowned, showing an expression of disgust and annoyance. He then lowered his head even lower, not wanting Jiang Mo to see his expression. "Brothers Chen Zuohui and Chen Zuoyi look too much alike. I recognized the wrong person. But after I got the booklet and learned the truth... it was only a matter of time before I slaughtered him and gutted him."

"Later, when Xue Yilian was packing up for her wedding, she discovered that the diary that Song Wanwan always carried with her was missing." Jiang Mo picked up the file of Xue Yilian's interrogation and flipped through it roughly, then lifted it up and showed it to Song Yike. "... She said that she remembered that Guo Feng went to collect evidence after Song Wanwan fell from the building, but she didn't know whether all the things were returned after it was determined to be suicide, so she asked you to go to Guo Feng to confirm."

"Guo Feng actually let the cat out of the bag himself." Song Yike curled his lips and snorted in disdain. "When I first found him, Feng Danya was already dead. Guo didn't seem to have any problem, but when he told me not to make a scene after leaving the police station, he received a phone call. Although I don't know what the person on the other end of the phone asked, Guo Feng patted his chest and whispered that all of Song Wanwan's things that should be destroyed had been destroyed."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
"Here the red fades and the green diminishes, and the splendor of things gradually fades away."