This is what committing a crime is like. If you tell a lie, you have to tell a hundred lies to cover it up.
Although Zhao Zhijun acted very surprised when Yang Qianqian died and acted very naturally, not pretending at all, he said that there was a logical problem here when he saw Yang Qianqian on Thursday.
"Zhao Zhijun, I advise you to be more honest and make up lies more smoothly. Last Wednesday, Yang Qianqian was killed by you and her body was cut into pieces."
"But you said Did you see her on Thursday?”
“Are you a liar?”
"Comrade police, there must be some misunderstanding here. I really didn't lie to you. Everything I said is the truth. I saw Qianqian on Thursday."
"Thursday? "
"Zhao Zhijun, let me tell you again, Yang Qianqian was killed by you on Wednesday. How could you see her on Thursday? You have to find a better reason for lying, right? "
The time given by Lu Chuan that Yang Qianqian was killed was Wednesday, and the time when neighbors reported the sound of dumpling fillings being twisted at Yang Qianqian’s home was Thursday and Friday.
That is to say, Yang Qianqian was killed on Wednesday, and the murderer spent two days on Thursday and Friday to dismember her body.
Meanwhile, another interrogation room.
“The man named Zhao went to our store last Thursday night.”
“There were three people on duty that day, and we can all testify that he came that day.”
< br>"It has been almost a week since last Thursday. You have seen so many guests every day. How can you be sure to remember him clearly?"
Zhang Meili nodded affirmatively: "I must remember, others will. No matter what, he must remember.”
"Because that night, after Zhao Zhijun went there, he ordered three of us at once."
"Three people?"
"Yes, each of the three people gave us an extra 100 yuan. , 300 yuan per person, and then let the three of us accompany him.”
“Of course we did it, so we were all very impressed. He was there on Thursday night. I came to the store at 11:30.”
“Because there were very few people who came in and ordered three, so I checked the time that day, which was 11:30 pm.”
After Xiao Song recorded the time, the policewoman continued to ask.
"What time did Zhao Zhijun stay in your store on Thursday night?"
"Probably less than one o'clock..."
"I can't remember clearly. Yes, but it should be between 1 o'clock and 2 o'clock."
"Because we ordered takeout at about 2 o'clock and took a rest."
"When was the second time Zhao Zhijun was with you?"
"It was Friday the next day. I just went to work on Friday afternoon, and he came around 3 o'clock."
"Then he gave me 800 yuan that day and asked me to go out with him for a night. We went to his house that day."
"800?"
" Yes, 800 is the going rate here, that’s 800 for one night.”
"Then why did he give you 500 tonight?"
"Now that we're familiar with each other, let's give him a discount. He came to see me once on Friday but didn't come on Saturday. Starting from Sunday , and then the day before yesterday, he has been looking for me every day these days."
"Why has Zhao Zhijun been looking for you alone these days?"
"He ordered the three of us on Thursday night, and then turned around. He told me that he thought I was the most beautiful and had the best life, so he came to see me every day."
"Zhang Meili, I want to remind you that what you said will be used as evidence. , to determine whether Zhao Zhijun killed someone.”
"So I hope you won't hide anything or lie."
Zhang Meili nodded affirmatively: "Comrade police, don't worry, what I tell is the truth, and everyone in our store knows that you can Go check it out. Not a single word of what I said is a lie. I will be struck by thunder and lightning every day, making me sick every day. I will die badly!" "Okay, there's no need to swear poison. Come and see you! If there is no problem, please sign here and fingerprint..."
"Write a sentence here: I have read all the above records and confirm that they are consistent with what I said."
"Hmm, okay, comrade policeman... I've finished writing. Where can I press my fingerprints?"
"Here...your name...in the middle...and your name below, you have to put your fingerprints on this."
Zhang Meili has also been to the police station before, but that ended with questioning and not leaving yet. It's a bit unfamiliar to go through such a formal process.
But the clues given by Zhang Meili are very important.
Because according to what Zhang Meili said, Zhao Zhijun left the foot bath shop between one o'clock and less than two o'clock on Thursday night.
I spent all night with Zhang Meili on Friday.
His whereabouts on Saturday could not be determined, but he was with Zhang Meili on Sunday night, Monday and Tuesday nights.
This is an important reference for verifying the time of the crime reported by Yang Qianqian’s neighbors and the time of Zhao Zhijun’s dismemberment.
"Comrade police, can I leave now?"
Leave?
"You have to cooperate with the Criminal Investigation Detachment these two days. Later, my colleagues will take you to rest."
The criminal investigation detachment has temporary suspects guarding the room.
"Xiao Song, organize the records and report to the leader later."
"Okay."
Zhang Meili’s interrogation was very fast, but Zhao Zhijun’s The progress of Bian's interrogation was extremely slow.
Because even though Zhang Hui put the fingerprint analysis report made by Lu Chuan in front of Zhao Zhijun, the other party still refused to admit that he had killed someone.
"Comrade police, you can't say that I committed murder just because of a fingerprint."
Zhang Hui was so angry that he laughed.
"Zhao Zhijun, we found your fingerprints on the black plastic sheet where Yang Qianqian was dismembered."
"You said, if you can't judge that you committed murder by this, what else should we rely on? Judgment."
Zhao Zhijun said with a sad face: "Comrade police, I told you this. I gave Yang Qianqian a piece of plastic sheet a month ago, and she said she needed to use it if there was a leak at home."
"Then the plastic sheet I sent has my fingerprints on it, isn't it normal?"
"You sent it?"
"Then tell me, you and Yang Qianqian When we broke up three months ago, why did we give him a plastic sheet a month ago?”
“We can still see each other even after we break up. We were originally college classmates.”< br>
“She asked me to do a favor, so can I not help? It’s just a matter of plastic sheeting.”
"Comrade police, you really misunderstood. I was really wronged. I definitely did not kill Qianqian. Although we broke up, my feelings for her are still there."
Emotions?
"The relationship you are talking about is that you are holding another woman in bed?"
Zhao Zhijun looked embarrassed: "Well... we have broken up after all, and I also have physical needs. Yeah."
"Okay, let's not talk about whether you killed Yang Qianqian or not. Let's talk about your money first."
money?
“What money?”
Zhao Zhijun looked confused. (End of this chapter)