Rebirth 2014: I, the King of Criminal Investigation

Chapter 47: Setting a trap for me? You are too naive

Zhou Zizhe ignored his teasing and stared at his face for several seconds:
"Have we met somewhere?"

"Impossible." Yu Dazhang had just gone through an ideological struggle and simply waved his hand:

"Don't try to get too close. Even if we really know each other, it's useless. No one can save you now."

He really wanted to rush up and grab Zhou Zizhe's neck and shake him.

Then I asked him loudly: Tell me, are you trying to set me up?

"No, I must have seen you somewhere. I have a good memory, I can't be wrong!"

After this sentence, Zhou Zizhe's voice gradually lowered, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face:

"Where have I seen you before? I shouldn't be unable to remember..."

"Okay, okay, I don't have time to play guessing games with you." Yu Dazhang interrupted impatiently:

"Are you okay? If you continue like this, we'll have to replace you."

It seemed that these words worked. Zhou Zizhe stopped struggling and his eyes regained focus.

"Officer, you are quite young. How did you become a criminal police officer with your weight?"

As if responding to Yu Dazhang's previous ridicule, Zhou Zizhe said with a smile:

"Let me guess, you must have entered the industry first and then gained weight, right?"

"I guessed wrong." Yu Dazhang said with a straight face:
"I'll give you one last chance. If you still talk about such boring topics, I won't keep you company."

He had confidence in saying this because this was the police's home ground, not the suspect's.

"Don't worry, please allow me to confirm your identity." Zhou Zizhe put away his smile and asked seriously:

"Him, why not him?"

Yu Dazhang had expected him to ask this question. His face darkened and he snorted:
"Being smart."

"What do you mean?" Zhou Zizhe's expression changed, and his tone became a little hurried unconsciously.

"He is him!" Yu Dazhang's eyes were sharp:

"You want to test how much I know. I can tell you that I know everything about you."

"Your motive for murder, and your initial plan after the murder."

"You asked this question to mislead me, making me think that Kong Lingjie didn't know the truth and was deceived by you."

"You are too naive. What is he not? Kong Lingjie knows exactly what he is doing."

"I tell you, it's him. He is an accomplice in this case. He will definitely be sent to prison!"

After a pause, Yu Dazhang took a deep breath and continued:
"At a time like this, you're still thinking about saving everyone you can. You're really hopeless."

The interrogation room fell silent.

Zhou Zizhe on the opposite side was silent, his eyes wandering, as if he was avoiding Yu Dazhang's sight, or as if he was thinking about something.

Qian Cheng, who was standing by, was recording while secretly glancing at Yu Dazhang beside him.

Being by his side, I don't have to use my brain at all, as if all plans become simple in front of him.

About a minute later, Yu Dazhang spoke again:
"Why are you silent? Keep going. I think you can still struggle a little longer."

I don’t know what Zhou Zizhe was thinking about, but his eyes suddenly became firm and his face regained its previous calmness.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he looked at Yu Dazhang with a half-smile:
"That's right, it's you. I didn't expect the person who saw through my plan would be so young. I had imagined myself getting caught, and in my expectation, the one who caught me must be an old guy."

Quite cocky... Yu Dazhang couldn't stand his conceited look and said coldly:
"If you talk about youth, you are younger."

"It's different." Zhou Zizhe looked at the fat man in front of him with a bit of appreciation in his eyes:

"We have different perspectives. I am the one who sets the questions and you are the one who solves them. If we switched places, I definitely wouldn't be able to do it like you."

As he spoke, his eyes moved down to Yu Dazhang's shoulder.

“Two crutches?” He closed his eyes tightly for a moment, then opened them again and looked at Yu Dazhang in disbelief:
"You're still a trainee police officer?!"

"Is it difficult to catch you?" For this arrogant person, Yu Dazhang decided to fight back with the same method:

"I still say the same thing, you are just a smart aleck! It doesn't take an experienced detective to deal with a self-righteous person like you."

"Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? I am just an apprentice and I am enough."

Qian Cheng, who was recording nearby, straightened his back unconsciously when he heard these words. Why does it sound so encouraging?
He always thought that Yu Dazhang was a proud and conceited person.

After all, his abilities are there for people to see, and he has reason to be proud.

But I didn’t expect that we, the police officers with more experience than him, hold such a high position in his heart.

Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? It sounds so comfortable.

Zhou Zizhe was also stunned by Yu Dazhang's words, but he and Qian Cheng had different ideas.

He was really surprised by Yu Dazhang's identity as a trainee police officer.

Could it be that I am really so self-righteous that I look down upon today's criminal police?

No, he is bluffing!
Nowadays, most criminal police are graduates of police academies, and I am a top student in the police academy.

"You also studied at the police academy, right?" Zhou Zizhe asked.

He simply ignored Yu Dazhang's provocation. At this time, if he was provoked, he would be at a disadvantage.

"Talk about your business." Yu Dazhang naturally would not follow his topic.

"Okay, then tell me about me." Zhou Zizhe paused, as if he was thinking about his words, and continued after a moment:

"You said you knew my motive for murder. So tell me, what exactly made me want to kill?"

He seemed easy to talk to, but in fact, he was still trying to lead Yu Dazhang into his own topic.

If Lv Zhongxin encountered such a question, he would definitely rebuke loudly: "I am asking you! Tell me the truth!!"

If you put it that way, it does give you some momentum, but unfortunately it's useless.

Moreover, Zhou Zizhe on the opposite side would immediately judge that the police must not know his motive for murder.

This question seems to be a test for Da Zhang, but in fact it is still a test.

He tried to test whether this trainee police officer, who was about the same age as him, was bluffing or had really figured out the truth.

"Originally, I shouldn't answer questions like yours."

Yu Dazhang's stern face softened a bit, and his tone was no longer so stiff:
"But in order to cure your suspicion, I will tell you."

At this point, he took out two pages of paper from the file bag he brought in, placed them on the table, and patted them:
"Do you know what this is?"

Looking at the papers on the table, Zhou Zizhe did not answer, but there was more interest in his eyes.

For some reason, he felt that what was written on the paper was very important and must be related to him.

"This is the transcript of Zhang Yan's parents." Yu Dazhang picked up the paper and waved it in front of Zhou Zizhe:
"I recorded it myself the afternoon you were arrested."

"Would you like to know what they think of you?"

Zhou Zizhe still didn't answer, and there was no expression on his face. He just stared at the paper in Yu Dazhang's hand.

"Very good, I like your reaction very much." Yu Dazhang smiled:

"No reaction is the best reaction. You are still too young."

"At least you should show some curiosity, or even a little surprise, so it seems more genuine."

"You're scared, so you don't dare show any expression that shows emotion."

"Didn't your teachers at school teach you that the more you pursue perfection, the more loopholes you will have."

"Just like you are now."

Seeing that Zhou Zizhe was still indifferent, Yu Dazhang was not angry, but the smile on his face deepened:

"I watched the surveillance footage of Zhang Yan returning home from school on the day she disappeared. She received a phone call shortly after leaving school."

"Don't worry about how to deny it. It was you who made that call."

"I don't know what you said, but I can read what Zhang Yan said in the surveillance video."

"Plus this transcript from Zhang Yan's parents."

"Next, let me tell you a story..."

"A melodramatic love story of a man with low self-esteem."

(End of this chapter)