Chapter 478 Wang Fugui’s Collapse
Chen Mo recorded and videotaped every time he killed someone, leaving evidence.
“All the evidence is under a movable tile under my bed.”
“You can find it by sending people there, and every time Song Junwu and Wang Fugui instigate me All the recordings of the murders are in it.”
Obviously, although Lao Mo was Wang Fugui’s confidant, this guy also had his thoughts in mind when he committed the crime.
Song Junwu and Wang Fugui would never have thought that Lao Mo would leave evidence every time they asked him to kill someone.
"Besides killing people, did Wang Fugui and the others ask you to do anything else?"
Old Mo shook his head: "I didn't participate in anything else they did, just killing people."
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"Wang Fugui usually doesn't contact me. I usually sell fish in the 94 Fresh Market."
"Sometimes, we don't even contact each other for several months."
"I am a knife in his hand. My wife's life was given by him, and my life is also his."
Old Mo knew very well that with his confession, Wang Fugui and Song Junwu were doomed. .
The fundamental reason why Lao Mo confessed so quickly and so clearly was that it was impossible for the police to find his hiding place by themselves.
What's more, Song Junwu called him out. It was obvious that the other party had cooperated with the police.
Lao Mo knew very well that with the materials in Song Junwu's hands and Wang Fugui's criminal information, Wang Fugui would never be able to escape, and there was no point in carrying it on his own.
"Can I... still live?"
Can I live?
"Chen Mo, you know better than anyone how many lives you have in your hands. Even if you tell me this, do you think you can survive?"
"I understand. ”
Old Mo’s mood was relatively stable, not hysterical, and he seemed to have accepted his fate.
"My last question, how is Wang Fugui...?"
Interrogation Room No. 1.
At this moment, Qin Yong is interrogating Wang Fugui personally.
"Wang Fugui, Song Junwu has recruited everyone. Six of the eight corpses under the Lion Rock Bridge are the ones you ordered Song Junwu and then ordered Lao Mo to kill."
"There are two skeletons. One victim is Zhang Chi and the other is Wang Yajuan. These two people are Song Junwu, who directly instructed Lao Mo to kill."
Although he had been in the interrogation room of the Criminal Investigation Detachment for a week and was interrogated every day, Wang Fugui was still in good spirits and his hair was combed meticulously.
With a calm demeanor, the person sitting in the interrogation chair does not seem to be a prisoner coming to be interrogated, but just a tourist on vacation.
"Captain Qin, what you said are all Song Junwu's words."
"Song Junwu said that I ordered him to kill people. Does he have evidence? Is there a video or audio recording? Or is there a letter of authorization that I wrote for him?”
“Nothing!”
"Since there is nothing, then what he said is true and what I said is false."
"Detachment Captain Qin, you are an old criminal police officer. You police officers are the most important in evidence, so You said that I instigated Song Junwu to instruct a man named Lao Mo to kill someone. If you bring out the evidence, I will plead guilty. If the evidence cannot be produced, I'm sorry, Captain Qin. I, Wang Fugui, also have some problems in Haizhou City. If you have connections, be careful and I will sue you for slander."
Looking at Wang Fugui who was enjoying his leisure time, Qin Yong smiled.
"Evidence? Wang Fugui, since I am sitting in front of you today, there is certainly evidence for what I told you, but if I bring out the evidence, you will explain..."
Wang Fugui shook his head: "Captain Qin, we plain people don't speak secretly. I have worked hard in Haizhou City for most of my life. What storms have I not seen?"
"I won't mention the great contribution I made to Haizhou City when I took over the mess of Songbei Mining."
"I have never had any extravagant expectations that Haizhou City can give me an explanation. "
"But!" Wang Fugui sat up straight and stared at Qin Yong with a stern look: "If anyone wants to put a shit bowl on my head, I will never agree!"
“I have spent so much money and raised so many people over the years, isn’t it just for this time?”
Qin Yong looked at Wang Fugui and took out an old-fashioned cassette recorder.
“Wang Fugui, you are familiar with this thing, right? A cassette recorder from 20 years ago.”
“These things are basically antiques now. It’s hard to find something like this. It’s too easy.”
“Listen to what’s inside, and then decide whether to cooperate with us.”
Qin Yong pressed the play button, and a vague sound came from the loudspeaker. .
"Lao Mo, Song Laojiu from the eastern suburbs, I don't want to see him again tomorrow!"
"What do you mean?"
"He is not competing with me for the construction rights of the Songxiang County project Let him be buried under the foundation of Songxiang County forever to suppress Feng Shui!"
"Fight with me! I will let him die without a place to die!" The voice is not particularly clear, but the owner of the voice can still be heard.
"Wang Fugui, you...haven't forgotten your own voice twenty years ago, have you?"
At this moment, Wang Fugui's face was ashen, and he clenched his hands together hard.
“Old Mo!”
No one knows what happened back then except him and Lao Mo!
I didn’t expect that the person I had trusted the most for so many years would have retained this hand since the first time he helped me kill someone 20 years ago!
Qin Yong pressed the pause button, took out the tape, and put in another tape.
"Old Mo, Zhang Song, the general manager of Longteng Company, will attend my wine party tomorrow night. Kill him on the way home!"
Another tape!
"Old Mo, there is someone from Song Junwu the day after tomorrow. Take it over and kill him in Mine No. 98!"
......
After playing the three tapes, Qin Yong leaned forward and looked at Wang Fugui, who was already sweating in the interrogation chair.
Now, it has only been 10 minutes since the interrogation just started, but Wang Fugui still looks as calm as he did just now, just like a tourist.
At this time, Wang Fugui’s meticulous hair was wet with sweat.
My legs and hands were shaking uncontrollably, and there were beads of sweat on the tip of my nose.
"Wang Fugui, these are three tapes. The last ones are all electronic recordings, and the sound is clearer. Do you want to listen to them?"
"I..."
"Wang Fugui, do you still think that we are putting a shit basin on you and wearing a high hat?"
"Do you still think that in Haizhou City, you are wearing a high hat?" With so much money and so many people, can it still be useful at this time?"
"I..."
Wang Fugui's inner defense completely collapsed.
Although Wang Fugui's education level is not high, he has been involved in society over the years, especially having many interactions with people within the system, and he is very familiar with the twists and turns inside.
They only recognize money and not people. If you have breasts, you are a mother. Whoever brings them benefits, they will be with whomever.
And he is very timid and cautious.
It’s very difficult to hand it over.
(End of this chapter)