Criminal Investigation Notes

At three o'clock in the afternoon, all the people were still busy. Fu Linjiang came from the outside and said, "Song team, Ma Minghui has arrived."

When the case comes to this stage, it will be the most critical place. Sometimes, it will be difficult for the case to recover, and it may also lead to hidden troubles. The whole trial process is like a game. No matter whether it is right or wrong, more information will be obtained. Unlike the previous inquiry, Ma Minghui was brought in directly as a suspect. No more hiding, can go straight to the theme.

The interrogation room of the police station is covered with a blue sound insulation wall. There are only tables, chairs, benches and a lamp in the whole space, which is clean and depressing. Ma Minghui has been brought into the interrogation room. Song Wen takes Fu Linjiang and Lu Siyu to the observation room separated by a wall. There is a large single-sided glass. You can see the movements and expressions of the suspect through the glass, but the suspect can't see the situation on this side in the room.

Zhu Xiao handed Song Wen the detailed information about Ma Minghui and the bank transfer record just transferred out. Song Wen then said, "don't water, let him dry for 20 minutes." Then he turned to Lu Si Yu and explained, "now interrogation can't be corporal punishment, nor can we induce confession to cheat, so we should pay more attention to psychological skills. You can't lure him, but you can cheat him. You should control the rhythm at any time. Put yourself in an active position. "

As time went on, Ma Minghui in the interrogation room was obviously impatient. As he was not sure of his crime, he did not restrict his personal freedom. He just took all his personal belongings away. Ma walked around the room for a few minutes and knocked on the door.

Naturally, no one paid attention to him.

Ma Minghui rubbed his hands and sat back. Several criminal policemen looked at him in the observation room separated by a wall. He looked more than 20 years old. He was about 1.8 meters tall. His hair was dyed brown, his skin was wheat, and his bangs were slightly long. The whole man was not so handsome and handsome. He was dressed neatly.

Song Wen focused on all kinds of materials, compared several pieces of paper, pointed with his finger and said, "there is really something wrong with it." Fu Linjiang heard him speak, came over and looked at several bank statements.

Lin Zhenghua recently transferred 100000 yuan from Zhongqing, and took out 200000 cash in succession. Now various payment methods are so convenient, and the victim has not bought a house or a car. This large amount of withdrawal is indeed questionable. The last withdrawal was at 7:10 p.m. on the day of his death, he withdrew 100000 yuan at one time.

Song Wen looks at the other evidence found by Zhu Xiao. It is an anonymous email received by the victim a month ago, in which there is a intimate photo of him and Ma Minghui in the bar compartment. Then he opens Ma Minghui's recent records. There are several large amount of consumption, and the bank accounts are more than usual. It seems that after a period of time, his account will be filled with a lot of ill gotten gains.

Fu Linjiang frowned: "it can't be Fairy Dance But in the past, Fairy Dance is more used in the relationship between men and women, now this relationship, seems to be a variety of traditional immortal jump.

Song Wen nodded and told Zhu Xiao, "do a good job in video and audio recording."

This time, Song Wen and Fu Linjiang were in charge of the interrogation. Ma Minghui did not guard against the sudden arrival of people, was frightened by the sound of their door, raised his head in fear.

Song Wen took a look at him, sat opposite him and pulled the stool forward.

Ma Minghui was just like waking up from a dream: "officer, there must be some misunderstanding in the middle. I really don't know Lin Zhenghua is dead. I really didn't do anything..."

Fu Linjiang, however, ignored him. He was always a smiling old man. He raised his face and asked, "name."

"I I... " What else does Ma Minghui want to say.

Song Wen repeated: "name." Compared with Fu Linjiang, his tone is much harsher.

Ma Minghui just withered and stammered: "horse Ma Minghui. "

"Gender."

"Male."

"Age."

“24。”

"Nation."

"Han."

"Occupation."

"Bar bartender."

"Education."

"High school graduation..."

"What is the relationship between the victim and you?" The question finally got to the point.

"I We are Occasionally together. "

"Tell me exactly."

"Cohabitation, he paid for me." Ma Minghui said the last few words, the voice is as light as a mosquito humming.

"How long have you known each other? How do you know each other? "

"For three months, I met at the bar where I worked."

"Did you see Lin Zhenghua the night before yesterday?"

"Yes."

"What time?"

"Seven o'clock..."

Song Wen raised his eyes: "don't lie. At 6:50, the victim directly went to the bank to withdraw money after clocking out. At 7:10, he appeared on the bank monitoring. During this period, you did not meet."

There are several kinds of common suspects. Some are speechless, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube. Some are full of nonsense and can't ask for a few true words. There are also those with ten true stories and half a lie. Song Wen is experienced in dealing with such people, so he should find out the lies in their words as soon as possible and catch them. The more you hammer to death, the more you will be bullied."That's probably after Officer, I can't remember That day, I had a rest, had a drink with my friends, and went back to bed at seven o'clock. Then Lin Zhenghua lifted me out of bed and had a quarrel. After that, I took something and left and made a phone call to stay at my friend's house. " Ma Minghui said haltingly, the more people think there is a ghost. He wanted to obscure the time because he knew that Lin Zhenghua was killed after that. The earlier the time, the less suspect he was. But it was his statement that made him more suspicious.

"Did you quarrel a lot?"

"Well Who can remember... "

Fu Linjiang said, "that is, you have enough time to commit crimes."

Ma Minghui was still crying out: "that night, it was over between me and him. What I said was true, officer. I dare not kill people. I'm very timid..."

Song Wen hummed: "I think you are not timid at all. You asked someone to take ambiguous photos of yourself and Lin Zhenghua in the bar, threatening him to send these pictures to his company, right?"

Although Lin Zhenghua is high-profile in the circle, he has been hiding well in the company because of his wife and son. The first reaction to blackmail is to spend money on disaster relief.

They didn't throw out the evidence at the beginning of the inquiry. They were waiting for Ma Minghui to show his first flaw and then use these facts to overwhelm him.

"I don't, I don't know." Ma Minghui is still dead, and duck's mouth is hard.

Song Wen combined the information, looked at him and said, "now, even if it is cash withdrawal, the bank will also have the currency number record. Shall we take a gamble to see if the money in your wallet is exactly the same as that taken out by Lin Zhenghua?"

After hearing these words, under the light, Ma Minghui's face faded and sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Yes, we have the evidence that you blackmailed Lin Zhenghua." Song Wen said that, with his finger on the table, he said, "the amount of extortion is huge, but it has been more than ten years. Now, you are the most suspected murderer And... "

At this point, Song Wen looks at Ma Minghui, which makes Ma Minghui's back a layer of cold sweat.

"Are you a habitual criminal of immortals? By their own bartender identity, you specially choose to go to gay bar married men. Once seduced, he intervened as a male junior, and then threatened the victim to expose the matter. After you get the money, you break up on the pretext of

Ma Minghui didn't expect that those things were found out clearly by the police so quickly. He said in a trembling voice: "I've recruited all the police officers. It's my partner Guo Zai who did the blackmail. This time He took pictures of me and Lin Zhenghua and sent them to his email At first, he blackmailed 200000 yuan, and Lin Zhenghua gave it to him. Later, Guo Zai said that since the boy was so happy to give money, he must not have cheated clean It'll cost another 100000, but it's none of my business to kill. "

"What's Guo Zai's name?"

"It's called Guo Zai I don't know how his parents got it for him

In the observation room, Fu Linjiang raised his hand and made a gesture to Zhu Xiao outside. Zhu Xiao immediately understood and turned to the office to check Guo Zai's information.

"You and your accomplice blackmailed him, which was discovered by Lin Zhenghua So he drove home at night, went to the rented house and questioned you, and you killed him with a knife? " Fu Linjiang felt that he was getting closer to the truth.

"I was There was nothing wrong with taking the knife, but I just scared him. He scolded me and asked me to pay back the money, but I didn't kill him... " Ma Minghui said, and his pupils shrank Guo Zai After I left there, maybe it was the boy who was angry and killed Lin Zhenghua... "

In order to get rid of himself, Ma Minghui has begun to choose to betray his companions. In the observation room, Lu Si Yu held his arms and bit his nails and looked at everything in the interrogation room.

Song Wen looks directly at Ma Minghui. What kind of Guo Zai did he kill? Because of this 300000 yuan, they have already spent most of it. They are afraid that Lin Zhenghua will retaliate and ask them for money. So they simply killed Lin Zhenghua? He always thinks there is something wrong with things.

In any case, the amount of extortion and extortion of these two men is relatively large, and I am afraid that they are waiting for the prison bars. Ma Minghui began to explain the details. Lao Jia knocked on the door of the observation room. There was only Luxi language in the observation room. Lao Jia looked at him and curled his mouth. He didn't mean to talk to him. He turned his head and knocked on the door of the interrogation room.

Before the confession was recorded, Song Wen couldn't take it away. Fu Linjiang turned around and went to the observation room with Lao Jia.

"Deputy, there's a girl outside. What's your name?"

"Love? Isn't that the victim's wife? What is she doing here? " Fu Linjiang still has an impression on the name of love. When Lu Si Yu heard the name of his love, he turned his head and looked at Lao Jia. However, he was not surprised that the people he had just met in the morning appeared here.

Old Jia looked at Ma Minghui, who was crying bitterly and explained the situation inside. He began to wonder: "she comes from the head. What's the situation now?"