Detective: Open your eyes, I am handcuffed in the interrogation room.

Chapter 522 Video Call, Somatization Disorder
The two were detained and kept in a detention room to think about their lives.

When will a new internal meeting be held to brainstorm and discuss how to investigate this case next?

The situation is very clear. Either Shi Jiyong did it or Jin Junzhi did it. However, if we analyze them separately, both of them have reasons to clear themselves of suspicion.

Let’s talk about Shi Chiyong first. The fact that he had a disease in his left arm has been clearly investigated. It is impossible for it to be a lie. It would not have taken so long to prepare and lay the groundwork in advance.

Seven years, and he and Zeng Mian had only met for five years.

As for Jin Junzhi, he entered the car rental company with a controlled knife and has admitted that he was going after Zeng Mian. If he hadn't seen Zeng Mian lying in the bathroom, he might have really stabbed him twice.

By then, Zeng Mian would not be sent to the ICU, but would most likely go directly to the forensic room to face an autopsy.

The weapon had been prepared in advance, so there was no need to change it midway, unless he changed his mind when passing by the utility room on the top floor and used a defensive stick instead of a knife.

However, in the eyes of the technical detective, the utility room was very clean, with no footprints or signs of disturbance. If it was Jin Junzhi who did it, where did he get the defensive baton?

All things considered, this case is somewhat strange.

"What do you think?" He Shixin looked at everyone, "Don't tell me who you think is the suspect. Just tell me the next direction of the investigation."

Zhuo Yun was reading the appraisal report from the technical detective, and said, "Based on the analysis of the footprints at the scene, Jin Junzhi should have come later. This is consistent with the confessions of the two men. Shi Chiyong was beaten by Zeng Mian first, and then Jin Junzhi came to the top floor."

"I'm wondering why Zeng Mian went to the top floor? Was it just to beat up Shi Chiyong?"

Hearing this, Qin Fei said, "This question doesn't seem to be of much help to us in solving the case. Captain Chen likes to make assumptions when investigating cases, so we can also make some assumptions."

"Assuming that Shi Chiyong didn't lie, then after he left the top floor, Jin Junzhi arrived right away. Didn't the two of them meet in the fire escape? If they didn't meet, why didn't Zeng Mian take the elevator back to the office on the second floor? What was he doing staying?"

"Assuming that Jin Junzhi didn't lie, Zeng Mian was beaten by Shi Chiyong. He left the top floor and returned to his post immediately after beating Shi Chiyong. In this case, no matter when Jin Junzhi came, it is consistent with the situation at the scene and is logical."

"Therefore, it is very likely that Shi Chiyong is lying. I suggest that the next direction of investigation be directed at Shi Chiyong. Since the disease in his left arm is his greatest support, we should take him to other hospitals for a thorough check-up to further determine whether he really does not have the conditions to commit the crime."

There was something wrong with what he said. Everyone nodded in agreement and seemed to be even more suspicious of Shi Chiyong.

He Shixin expressed his affirmation to Qin Fei, and then said: "From the perspective of motive, Shi Chiyong's crime may indeed be relatively more serious. Most importantly, his fingerprints are on the murder weapon."

If it weren't for the disease in Shi Chiyong's left arm, the doubts and other possibilities, he would have been criminally detained long ago.

The meeting lasted for more than an hour. As Qin Fei said, the focus was on Shi Chiyong, and the reason why Zeng Mian went to the top floor also needed in-depth investigation.

There is definitely some hidden special purpose. Tomorrow Zhuo Yun will bring people to the car rental company again for a comprehensive visit.

New clues sometimes emerge after repeated inquiries.

The conference room was cleared and everyone went back to rest. When He Xin was sitting there alone, he casually opened the private group and found that Chen Yi and Fang Shuyu were having a bonfire party at the beach.

The photos and videos are very clear. There is a real bonfire, barbecue and beer, and many young and beautiful beauties and handsome guys. With the waves in the distance, the scene is very lively.

The private group is not a work group and there are very few people. Apart from He Shixin, there are also Qin Fei, Zhuo Yun, Jiang Xiaoxin and other colleagues who are usually close to each other.

Qin Fei, who had already gotten off work, sent several thumbs-up emojis, followed by Zhuo Yun and the others.

The case is the case, and private life is private life, they are two different things.

Seeing that everyone in the group was chatting, He Shixin thought for a while and decided to break the harmony by tagging Chen Yi, telling him that a major criminal case had occurred in Yangcheng a few days ago. The victim was beaten and sent to the hospital and is currently lying in the intensive care unit.

He is not out of danger and may die.

When they saw the long string of text that was newly posted, the other people in the group immediately shut up and the group instantly became silent.

Although they kept their mouths shut, they were definitely paying attention and wanted to hear what Chen Yi thought.

Chen Yi's rank is much higher than theirs, including He Shixin.

They were just chatting casually. After waiting for a while and seeing that Chen Yi didn't speak, He Shixin felt a little regretful for disturbing the other party's trip. At this moment, the sound of a group video was heard in the group.

Chen Yi invited a group video, and group members can join freely.

When He Xin answered the call decisively, Chen Yi's figure appeared on the phone screen. He held the phone and rotated it 360 degrees. The waves and cheers seemed to make everyone feel like they were on the golden beach, listening to the sound of the sea.

"Team Chen."

"Team Chen."

……

Several people turned on their cameras and greeted Chen Yi with a smile.

"Captain Chen has been suspended for a long time. Let's take a look at this place. I strongly suggest that you come and play when you are free. It's really nice."

Chen Yi walked around and returned to his seat, not forgetting to give Fang Shuyu a shot.

"Forensic doctor."

"Forensic doctor."

Fang Shuyu was wearing cool clothes and drinking juice. She responded openly, "Hello."

Chen Yiqi opened a bottle of beer and said as he drank, "Open the file and let me see it."

Seeing this, He Xin quickly turned the camera around.

This is Chen Yi’s character. He can be chatting one second and turn to the case the next.

"Next page."

……

"Turn it over again."

……

"continue."

……

Chen Yi leaned close to the phone screen and read it very quickly, finishing it in just one minute and understanding all the clues currently available in the case.

After taking a big gulp of beer, Chen Yi placed the bottle and the cell phone on the table, with the cell phone against the bottle, and then lit a cigarette.

"Shi Chiyong did it." He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and spoke.

Seokchi Yong?
No one was surprised. During the previous meeting, everyone agreed that Shi Chiyong was a greater suspect, but the disease in his left arm was a big problem.

When Xin asked: "Use your left hand?"

Chen Yi: "Yes, he is indeed ill, but the cause is not in his left hand, it is a psychological problem. He should have a very serious somatization disorder. You will know it tomorrow when you try him. His left arm can definitely move freely and with full strength."

Somatization disorder?
In the video, several people lowered their heads in tacit understanding, as if they were searching online.

Chen Yi continued, "To put it simply, somatization disorder is the fear or belief that a part of your body is diseased, and because of this, you go to the doctor repeatedly, which is why the hospital cannot find the cause of the disease."

"Doctors are very busy. Normally, they don't think about somatization disorder. Severe cases of this neurosis are relatively rare."

"Worrying about the disease means you are a mild patient, while believing you are sick means you are a severe patient. You can understand this as paranoia, always thinking there is something wrong with you, but in fact there is nothing wrong with you. It is the same as AIDS phobia and syphilis phobia."

People with chaotic private lives are prone to develop AIDS phobia and AIDS phobia, but AIDS phobia and AIDS phobia are not somatic disorders. The former is the worry of contracting AIDS due to high-risk behavior, while the latter is purely a mental problem.

He Shixin understood clearly, gave up searching, and said, "Since you believe he is sick, why did Shi Chiyong choose to use his left hand?"

Chen Yi: "I have to ask him about this. At the time of the incident, Shi Chiyong must have been in a special situation and his emotions were extremely volatile. From his confession, I guess Zeng Mian was abusing him as usual. After losing his mind, Shi Chiyong used his left hand to resist. After the beating, he realized that he had used his left hand. He must have been a little confused."

He Shixin then said: "After the fight, he realized that his left hand could help him escape police detection, so he insisted that his left hand was sick. Anyway, he has been to many hospitals for treatment, so it is not fake."

Chen Yi nodded with a smile: "Yes."

The case suddenly became clear. He Shixin was a little angry. He cursed and complained that Shi Chiyong's acting skills were really good.

He looks honest and pitiful, but I didn't expect he has a thousand tricks up his sleeve.

Qin Fei asked, "Is this excessive self-defense?" Chen Yi said, "No, it must have been premeditated. The source of the self-defense stick is unknown. He must have prepared it in advance, or it was for self-protection. You can judge it. It is definitely not excessive self-defense, let alone legitimate defense."

Qin Fei nodded: "Understood, Captain Chen."

Chen Yi: "I told you not to call me Captain Chen... Oh, by the way, Shi Chiyong probably strained a muscle in his left arm. You can take him to the hospital for a checkup. If the left arm is not used for a long time and then suddenly moves vigorously, it is very easy to strain it."

"Okay, let's stop talking. I have to enjoy the sea breeze. You guys have worked hard on the investigation, so go take a rest early."

Several people waved at the camera.

"Goodbye, Captain Chen."

"Goodbye, Captain Chen."

……

After the video call ended, Chen Yi leaned back comfortably in his chair and continued to enjoy his long-awaited vacation. Fang Shuyu did not ask about the case, as if nothing had happened just now.

How could He Xin not sleep at all? He washed up and went to bed, tossing and turning. Finally, he said goodbye to his wife, got dressed and left. Before leaving, he even sent orders in the group chat.

Municipal Bureau Gathering.

Qin Fei and others were mentally prepared. They couldn't sleep either. After seeing the new message from He Shi, they quickly got dressed, left home, and drove to the Municipal Bureau.

Municipal Bureau.

When the police officer on duty saw Captain He coming, he hurriedly asked about the situation. The latter said nothing. After a few words of discussion, he went straight to the detention room and forcibly woke up Shi Chiyong who had fallen asleep.

Shi Chiyong was dazed, a little grumpy, and looked dissatisfied.

"Come with me, I have something to ask you." He Shixin waved.

Shi Chiyong was puzzled, and followed He Shixin obediently when he left the detention room.

He Shixin walked in front, Shi Chiyong walked in the middle, and Qin Fei and others followed behind.

After walking through the long corridor and arriving at the case handling hall, He Shixin suddenly stopped and Shi Chiyong behind him didn't react in time and almost bumped into him.

Almost at the same time, He Shixin pushed Shi Chiyong to the left and tripped him.

Shi Chiyong immediately lost his balance and fell sideways onto the desk next to him. In an instant, he reflexively raised his left hand to support the edge of the desk to prevent himself from falling.

The subconscious reaction is the most real.

The action freezes.

Looking at Shi Chiyong who only used his left arm to support his whole body, He Shixin's face turned very ugly.

"Shi Chiyong, didn't you say that your left arm is sick and you can't use it at all?" A cold voice sounded.

Shi Chiyong came back to his senses and turned his head sharply to look at his left hand.

Not to say it's very strong, but at least I'm not sick.

"I..." His face changed.

He Shixin waved his hand: "Take him to the interrogation room!!"

……

trial room.

Shi Chiyong was handcuffed. He sat there with his head slightly lowered and a nervous look on his face, rubbing his palms back and forth constantly.

In front of him, He Shixin and others surrounded him.

"Shi Chiyong, tell me the truth. How did you severely injure Zeng Mian? Tell me now!" He Shixin struck while the iron was hot and asked directly, not giving the other party time to think of other excuses.

"I... I am..."

Shi Chiyong kept swallowing his saliva, his psychological defenses were on the verge of collapse.

He Shixin said: "Don't make the mistake. Based on the existing evidence, you can be convicted without any confession! If you confess honestly, there is still a chance for leniency!"

"If he really beat you up regularly, you'd be considered a victim, too. Do you understand?"

Shi Chiyong was anxious: "He does beat me often!!"

He Shixin: "So you fought back and sent him to the intensive care unit!"

Shi Chiyong said angrily: "He forced me to do this! He called me a waste and a disabled person! He even stretched his head out for me to hit! If I don't hit him, wouldn't I be his grandson?!"

After seeing the other party's explanation, everyone present relaxed, and the next step was to ask for more details.

"Where did you get the defensive stick?"

Shi Chiyong lowered his head and said, "I put it in the bathroom on the top floor two months ago. I thought I would resist if he hit me again, but I... never dared to do so until that day."

He Shixin: "Tell me everything that happened."

……

On the day of the incident.

The restroom on the top floor of the car rental company.

"waste!"

Zeng Mian slapped Shi Chiyong on the head with such force that his whole body hit the glass. In a hidden corner beside him, a defensive stick stood there alone.

"Tell me, are you a waste? A waste!"

"What's that look? What do you want to do? You crippled thing dares to stare at me!"

"You glare at me again? Trash! Trash dog!"

Zeng Mian was in a bad mood today and was just venting his anger. He didn't hold back and his words became increasingly vicious.

Shi Chiyong huddled there, his whole body shaking with anger. Finally, his anger reached its peak and he suddenly raised the defensive stick with his left hand.

"Get lost!! Don't hit me anymore! Don't call me a waste!!"

This was his first time resisting. Zeng Mian was obviously stunned for two seconds, and then he hit him harder: "Let me get out? Say that again! Trash!"

Although Shi Chiyong was holding a defensive stick, he did not dare to fight and continued to hide at the foot of the wall to endure the storm.

Zeng Mian was tired of beating him, his chest heaving, and he cursed, "You still hold the stick, do you dare to hit me? Isn't your left hand sick? Can you lift the stick? Come on, try to hit me with your left hand, I want to see if it hurts, and see how disabled you are!"

After saying that, he really stretched his head over and pointed at his head with his right hand.

Looking at the big head so close to him, Shi Chiyong's teeth were about to break. Suddenly, his blood rushed up, extinguishing all his rationality.

“CNM’s!!”

boom!
Veins bulged on his left arm as Shi Chiyong swung the stick with all his strength and hit Zeng Mian's head hard. With just one hit, the opponent fell to the ground and twitched continuously, which showed how powerful the force was.

Shi Chiyong had no intention of letting him go. He kept raising his left hand and continued to hit Zeng Mian's head with the hard defensive stick until he stopped twitching and remained motionless.

Finally, he gasped for breath, rested for a while, and poked Zeng Mian's cheek with the stick.

"Am I a waste? Huh?? I just want to ask you if it hurts! Does it hurt?!"

"CNM!"

Another stick.

Zeng Mian didn't respond and couldn't answer him.

(End of this chapter)