You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 248 Confession!

Inside the interrogation room of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Under the white light.

Wearing a red sleeveless T-shirt, Feng Yang sat quietly in the interrogation chair, his facial muscles sharply defined, his expression calm.

The arrest was so sudden that he still had ears of wheat stuck to his head and his neck was covered in sweat.

His face was as golden as the wheat field, but his eyes were bright and sparkling.

Facing the police officers in the interrogation room, Feng Yang spoke calmly and respectfully.

“My brother is the only college student in our village. He is three years older than me. That year, he was admitted to college, but my family didn’t have the money to support both of us brothers to study. So, my dad asked my brother to write two slips of paper, put them in a bowl, and let the two of us brothers draw lots.”

One note read 'Read books', and the other read 'Give up'.

Those who don't go to school in the future will have to work to earn money to support the person who is studying.

My dad is illiterate, so my brother wrote 'give up' on both notes in front of him.

My brother didn't show me what was written on the note; he handed it directly to my dad. After my dad shook the note in the bowl for a while, my brother took it first.

My brother's intention was to let me study, he would support me, and he wanted me to be obedient.

My brother had better grades than me; he was able to get into university and was the only university student in our village.

I couldn't let him down, so I told my dad that my brother had cheated.

My father beat him and made my brother and me kneel in the main room.

I know my dad feels sorry for my brother, but he can't afford to support us.

So he took two sticks from the woodshed and had my brother and me draw lots.

I drew first, then my brother drew next. I drew the short stick, and my brother drew the long stick.

So it was my responsibility to support my brother's education; I was supposed to be in high school at the time.

My father also told me that as long as he could support my brother's education, I wouldn't have to take care of their parents in their old age. He said that as the younger brother, I couldn't shoulder the burden of the whole family by myself.

My father also asked my brother to help me if he ever became a city dweller.

After that summer vacation, my brother carried a woven bag and rode an oxcart to the city to study at university, while I went to work at a brick factory. I was sixteen years old that year, and he was nineteen.

And so, I sent money to my brother every month so he wouldn't go hungry.

My brother always returns it to me. He doesn't want it, saying he can figure out a way himself.

I had no choice but to go to the city to see him. I saw him in his school cafeteria, picking up leftovers from other students' meals.

From that moment on, I knew he didn't want to be a burden to me.

I can't let him go hungry; I can't let my brother lose his dignity.

So every month when I got paid, I would give the money to my dad and have him send it to him every three months.

The happiest time was every summer vacation when my brother was on holiday and he would come to work at the brick factory.

For those two months, my brother and I ate and slept together. We even bought a second-hand black and white TV for the family. When we had free time, we would go fishing in the river..."

“My brother has been thinking about me. He feels that I can’t keep working in the brick factory and never amount to anything.”

He found out that joining the army was a good career path, so he discussed it with my dad. He still had a year left before graduation, so he decided to grit his teeth and get through it.

My dad also felt that things couldn't go on like this, so we discussed having me enlist in the army.

I joined the army when I was eighteen, and my brother was a senior in college.

I often wrote to him, and he told me that he was in love with a girl who was also in university. He also said that she was very athletic and had published poems and essays in provincial magazines.

My brother had excellent grades and could have stayed at the university, but we didn't have any connections, so he was pushed out.

My brother worked for two years as an editor at a magazine, publishing novels along the way, but he didn't earn much money.

Later, the teachers' college promoted sports education, and my brother seized the opportunity to open a sporting goods store across from the school with his savings. That year, my brother got married to his girlfriend, but I couldn't make it back and didn't attend their wedding.

The wedding was held in my hometown, and my brother sent me photos from their wedding.

My sister-in-law is very beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful girl before. She is more beautiful than any of the celebrities on TV.

I only found out that my brother had gone missing during the Spring Festival of 94.

Gong Zhen kept it a secret from my parents and from me.

After I returned from military leave, I immediately started looking for my brother and even reported him missing to the police, but he seemed to have vanished into thin air and there was no news of him.

I was discharged from the army last year. After I came back, I made up my mind to find my brother.

My mom cried until she went blind, and my dad, who loves my brother the most, looks like he's aged ten years, with no energy left.

I've asked many people and spent a lot of money, but I still haven't heard anything.

My sister-in-law, Gong Zhen, married Ding San in 95.

Ding San is a gangster, and I felt that my brother's disappearance must be related to him and Gong Zhen.

At that time, Gong Zhen asked me to be Ding San's driver. She told me that as long as I listened to her, I would definitely be able to find my brother.

So I agreed to let Ding San use the name Feng Wenbin as his driver.

It has been a year since I truly came into contact with this society. It is so complex; I have never seen anything like it before.

When I was sixteen, I went to work at a brick factory. Everyone around me was from the countryside. It was very hard work, and we didn't want to spend a single penny; we saved it all up.

When I was in the army, everyone was like that too, emphasizing collectivism, unity, and dedication.

But working as Ding San's driver, I witnessed far too many ugly things.

Some women are willing to be someone else's servant in order to earn money...

Some men even sent their wives and daughters there...

I didn't know Ding San was a poison seller before.

He asked Lao Cui to deliver wine to me, always a case of wine. He delivered it several times, but I never noticed anything inside.

It wasn't until one day, when Lao Cui pulled a small packet from under the bottle in front of me, that I realized what I had given him wasn't alcohol, but drugs. Lao Cui also told me that Ding San had told him to tell me to be more honest.

I didn't understand what he meant at first, but later I realized that he was telling me not to tell Gong Zhen everything.

After all, I was introduced by Gong Zhen, so I know a lot about Ding San.

And so it went until the evening of May 7th.

Ding San was at the hotel with a woman... After they finished, I took them back to the Royal Water Club.

As soon as the car left the hotel, Lei Xiaokai, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked Ding San how the woman he had been with was.
Ding San replied that it was boring and not as enjoyable as the time he spent in the bathhouse.

Then Lei Xiaokai said, "Now that you're the eldest sister-in-law, it's definitely not as fun as before."

Ding San let slip that he regretted killing the man surnamed Yan, because now Gong Zhen was watching him all day and he hadn't had a single good day.

When I heard this, I was stunned.

My brother is indeed dead. He was killed by Ding San!

Feng Yang paused here, trying hard to suppress his emotions, his originally calm face beginning to show excitement.

In the interrogation room, the older men sat or stood, and the scene was completely silent.

Yang Jinwen stood in front of Feng Yang with his lips tightly pressed together, unable to utter a word.

The cat leaned against the wall, arms crossed, its whole body tense.

Feng Yang paused for a moment, then continued, "At that time, I stopped the car, took out a wrench from the glove compartment, and started interrogating them."

Lei Xiaokai, sitting in the passenger seat, tried to resist, but I subdued him in no time. Ding San and Xiao Xia still wouldn't tell the truth, so I had no choice but to take action.

They're too weak. I don't understand how someone who's in the underworld can have no fighting skills.

After I tied the three of them up with the rope from the trunk, I drove the car to the shallows below Yanzigou. It was already dark, and there was no one around.

Only then did I begin to press them for answers, and Ding San confessed.

Even though I've been disciplined, I can't bear to hear that my brother was drowned in a pool and buried alive!
My brother was such a good person, he shouldn't have died.

I used a wrench to smash Ding San's head, smashing it again and again.

After I finished smashing it, I used his phone to call Gong Zhen.

Gong Zhen arrived quickly, and was terrified when she saw the scene.

But she reacted quickly, telling me to leave, to run as far away as possible.

I definitely won't run away; I know how serious the crime of murder is.

At that time, I was also furious, so I decided to go all the way and threw Lei Xiaokai and Xiao Xia into the car, along with Ding San's corpse.

Then, I drove the car into the shallows, pushed it into the river, and threw the wrench that killed Ding San into the river as well.

Finally, my sister-in-law and I bought paper money, went to Wufeng Mountain, found the place where my brother was buried, and went to pay our respects to him.

Therefore, I killed them all; it has nothing to do with my sister-in-law.

At this moment, He Jinbo exhaled, took out his cigarette case, and asked, "Feng Yang, do you smoke?"

Feng Yang shook his head: "I don't smoke."

"Let's have one."

Feng Yang didn't understand what he meant.

He Jinbo smiled, but felt it was inappropriate to smile in front of the suspect, so he immediately pretended to be serious and said, "Have a cigarette to relax."

Feng Yang shook his head again.

Seeing that he refused, He Jinbo lit a cigarette himself, took a puff, and asked, "Feng Yang, Gong Zhen said that she killed everyone, but you said that you killed them. So who killed them?"

Feng Yang looked up at him, her expression resolute: "I was the one who did it. How could a woman like her kill someone?"

He Jinbo remained silent; he didn't know how to continue the conversation.

One was to avenge her husband after years of forbearance.

One sacrificed himself to avenge his own brother.

If we're talking about bad people, no one is worse than Ding San.

He Jinbo wanted to tell him to consider his elderly parents, but saying such things was inappropriate, as it seemed to imply that Feng Yang was exonerating him.

Regardless of whether it was Gong Zhen or Feng Yang who committed the murders, after the case is sent for prosecution, the mastermind will definitely be prosecuted for the death penalty, and the other person will also be sentenced to corresponding criminal penalties as an accomplice.

At this moment, Yang Jinwen stared at him and said, word by word, "Feng Yang, you must live."

Feng Yang shook his head: "It was indeed me who killed them."

So you hit Ding San's head a few times with a wrench?

This was what Yang Jinwen wanted to ask, but he didn't say it aloud.

If Feng Yang answers the question truthfully, it will be recorded.

Forensic examination of a corpse's head can determine the force and angle at which the victim was struck.

The difference in strength between men and women is completely different.

When Wen Ling examined the wound, Yang Jinwen also looked at it carefully. Based on the way the wound was applied and the force used, he had a rough idea of ​​what was happening.

When interrogating ordinary criminal suspects, they often try their best to evade responsibility, lie, and make excuses.

However, both suspects in this case took the blame upon themselves.

In this day and age, testimonies are a very important part of the evidence, meaning that testimonies are the primary focus, while physical evidence is secondary.

However, Gong Zhen and Feng Yang, these two murderers who sought revenge for love, passed this difficult problem on to Yang Jinwen and his associates, and to the judiciary.

This is undoubtedly an accusation!
A accusation fueled by threats of suicide!

(End of this chapter)