Sha Qing

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The young suspect was more salty than Rio had expected. He and Rob have taken turns examining him for a whole day. Under the starvation, drowsiness, and powerful psychological offensive, the Latino boy's face turned dark and his spirits gradually slumped, but his mouth was still tough like the gravel on the Gobi Desert.

"I plead not guilty." Lei Zhe's hands were handcuffed to a metal railing on the desk, his body was tilted, and Erlang's legs were raised freely. "You don't have to waste your words, and ask the government to assign me a lawyer."

"You were arrested at the scene of the murder and the evidence is conclusive. Even if you ask a prophet to be a lawyer, you will not be able to help you! I advise you to know the truth and don't think about escaping the crime. Take the initiative to explain the crime and strive for commutation. Maybe a few years less. "Rob once again intimidated.

"The evidence is conclusive?" Lei Zhe asked in a mocking tone. "Your arrest can only prove that I attempted to cause personal injury to Quentin, and it was an attempt. Isn't he alive and well? Ah, at most Illegal imprisonment for two hours. "

Rob shot the desktop: "The second homicide, the fine spots detected from the victim have been compared with your DNA and are completely in line with yours! As long as this piece of evidence is sufficient, you will be sentenced to first-degree murder!"

"It can only be proven that he had **** with me before he was killed. That was voluntary, and I'm sure he is 16 years old, isn't it □□?"

"The murder weapon and rose petals found in your backpack are all strong evidence, enough to prove that you are the murderer of these three serial killings!"

"It really proves that I am an admirer of the Rose Killer, ready to imitate his crimes in an attempt to be detrimental to Quentin-but only at the stage of planning and not causing personal injury." Lei Zhe said provocatively: "According to The law, the attempted intentional injury, and the illegal imprisonment combined, how many years can you sentence me? 8 years? 10 years? Maybe you only need to pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to get bail, don't you? "He supported his elbow on a metal table, Fists in both hands to support his chin, a wicked sneer was directed at Federal agents.

Rob blushed, grinded his teeth, shoved the chair away, and got up to leave the interrogation room.

His partner was standing outside the surveillance wall with a coffee cup. Rob grabbed half a cup of coffee and took a big sip. He complained: "This guy is exactly like the Chinese saying you said-dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water!"

His angry expression didn't affect Leo. The black-haired agent sneered a little, "It's useless. No matter how he denies, as long as the formal interrogation process is started and the evidence is brought to court, three first-degree murders plus one The attempted murder and illegal imprisonment were brutal and badly affected. He wanted to go to the death penalty station. No matter how he refused to plead guilty, it was only a delay in the trial. "

"I know, but this boy's attitude is too arrogant and irritating. If the regulations allow it, I really want to beat him severely-even if the regulations do not allow it, I would like to do it!" Rob angrily Said, "I'm sure he will, like many prisoners before, use human rights as an excuse to play with and use legal procedures, engage in various rapport with the prosecution, repeatedly appeal to waste taxpayers' money, and even call on the governor or president. Administrative intervention announced a commutation, amnesty or moratorium on executions, and it may take seven or eight years or even ten years before a formal conviction can be made-by that time, Oregon had officially abolished the death penalty system. I ca n’t wait to think of it This **** put a gun in his head, it's a hundred! "

"This is the law-you can be dissatisfied, but you must obey." Leo concluded, then took his cup and drank the remaining coffee. "Of course, if he would cooperate with the confession, the trial process would be easy. Many. But he clearly intends to toss it a bit: Since the death penalty is the same as the end result, why do we need to do what we want? It is better to try his best to disturb his dog and dog. 80% of this guy has this idea. "

In the face of this rogue method, Rob had no choice but to beg his arms and said, "At least I can export bad gas in two things, give him nothing to eat for 24 hours, and adjust the air conditioner in the room to 10 ° C!"

Leo couldn't help but smile, and patted his shoulder: "This time I fully support you."

Two hours later, an agent came out of the interrogation room and said to Leo and Rob, who was eating takeaway dinner, "that guy is too cold, saying that if he can meet his conditions, he will consider confession."

Rob lowered his half-burgered burger, and stood up and asked, "What conditions?"

"He wants to see someone, called Li Biqing."

Leo, who was rubbing his fingers with a tissue, sank his face: "Go tell him two words: No way!"

"Wait!" Rob stopped him and said to his partner, "It's just a meeting, isn't it? He is shackled, but here is the police station, there is no danger."

Leo asked him back: "I remember you have a younger brother in high school called Seaville. Would you let him see a serial killer?"

Rob was stunned by his questioning and said stubbornly: "At least I will ask his own will, rather than making any decisions for him rudely."

Leo was silent for a moment, took his cell phone out of his pocket, and dialed a number.

"Yes, I want to see him! Are you in the city police station? I'll be right there!" The nervous voice of a Chinese boy came from the other end of the phone.

Leo hung up the call and glanced at his partner in anger.

Rob scowled at him: "Man, you look like a hen who cares for young chicks. Bi Qing is an adult, and he is fully capable and entitled to make decisions on any of his actions. I don't think so Which twenty-one year old likes to have a dad who is eight years older than him? "

"It's none of your business!" Leo answered abruptly.

"Just a kind reminder," Rob shrugged. "If you want to develop a closer relationship with him, this mentality is not good."

What is "Developing Further Relationships"! Leo was about to ask, Rob had been very wiping on the soles of his feet.

Half an hour later, the Chinese-born boy hurried to the city police station, and when he saw Leo, he ran over: "Lei Zhe, Lei Zhe are the murderers of serial killings? God, did you really catch the wrong person?" Grasping Leo's arm tightly, he looked at the Federal Agent with a sad expression of longing for negation.

"Remember your suggestion? We monitored Quentin and caught him at the scene of the attack." Leo answered bluntly.

Li Biqing's expression suddenly darkened, and he sighed with some disappointment: "Yes, in fact, I had doubted him long ago in the subconscious, but I didn't want to admit it ... After all, we are already friends ... "

"So I don't think it's good to see."

"No, I want to see him," insisted Li Biqing. "Anyway, we are still friends."

Leo stared at him for a few seconds before turning tacitly towards the interrogation room.

Li Biqing followed him and entered the interrogation room door. Lei Zhe, handcuffed to a metal table railing, saw his first glance, letting out a ray of light from the burnt eyes, raising his frosty thin mouth, as if smiling at him for the first time: "Hi!"

"Hi." Li Biqing sat down on the metal chair across the table and looked at him with a sad look. "You look terrible, are you cold?"

"It's cold and hungry. But I feel much better to see you." Lei Zhe tilted his head and looked at him with an almost greedy look, suddenly turning his head again to the federal agent standing next to him: " I want to talk to him alone. "

"No!" Leo flatly refused. "Don't make it!"

"Then I have nothing to say, you continue to keep the air-conditioning to a minimum!" Lei Zhe said coldly.

Rob pulled Leo out of the door and whispered, "I think this guy is like an overwhelmed villain now going to church in the weekend to find a priest to confess. He urgently needs a talk partner. If Bi Qing is the one who can lift him A man who is mentally prepared, he will reveal the crime completely at this time, like pouring chocolate beans out of a wide mouth jar. Why don't we try it? "

"He killed three people with brutal methods!" Leo frowned, staring sternly at his partner. "And you asked me to let Bi Qing stay in a room with this psychopathic lunatic alone. Do you think I'm crazy? Take his life safely to bet on a killer to confess his chance of guilty? If you really think so, it doesn't matter if this guy pleads not guilty! "

Rob reluctantly let go of his hand. "Well, you've won with stubbornness, once again."

"I want to talk to him alone." A voice came in. "Please, just give me half an hour, no, twenty minutes!"

Leo looked at Li Biqing, who didn't know when he walked outside. The Chinese-born boy stared firmly at him, clearly saying "I have decided to do so, even if you strongly oppose it, I will never regress". When the black-haired detective remained silent, he continued, "I will be safe. If you are not assured, you can put a handcuff on his feet. But I don't think it is necessary. Lei Zhe just wanted to talk to someone Talk, but do not want to be targeted by the police. "

Leo was silent for a moment, and reluctantly said, "Just twenty minutes-if he says something that makes you uncomfortable, it's best to come out early. You know, I've seen a living example: a newcomer The prisoner, who provoked his neighbour in the cell next door, was debilitated by the perverted pervert, and committed suicide in the cell that night--the two parties only talked for more than an hour. "

Li Biqing nodded: "I will pay attention, you can rest assured."

In order to prevent police surveillance and eavesdropping, Lei Zhe demanded that the place of conversation be placed in Sheriff Trevi's office-no police officer dare to install eavesdroppers in the sheriff's office. And in order to avoid having to punch another person's face when meeting Leo, the black sheriff deliberately went out of the office today, and naturally gave up the right to use the office without knowing it.

The heavy wooden doors in the office closed tightly. Leo put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning against the door wall, and seemed to be motionless, but his fingers twitched slightly in his trouser pockets, as if beating on some hidden anxiety rhythm. From time to time, he looked up at the clock above the opposite wall, and one minute before the deadline, he couldn't help walking to the office door and reached for the doorknob.

The wooden door opened silently inward, and Li Biqing returned to his sight again. Leo looked closely at the usual look on his face and asked uneasily, "What did he say to you?"

The Chinese-born boy slowly unfolded a smile that was indifferent to almost transparent, and said softly, "Some private matters, I don't think he wants others to know."

Rob also stepped forward and asked, "Does he agree to plead guilty?"

"Yes, but until tomorrow, he said he was exhausted and needed a good rest."

Rob breathed a sigh of relief, saying: "We have spent a day with him and don't care to wait another night." He ordered a city police officer behind him: "Give him something to eat and drink, put him in a cell, and strengthen the guards. We will prosecute tomorrow. The officials come together. "

"Yes, sir!" The young man who had just graduated from the police academy responded respectfully.

He drove Li Biqing back to the apartment with a tired face, and a heavy exhaustion drowned Leo.

"Do you really want to say nothing to me?" He asked the other person for the last time, and still got a mild and firm rejection: "I'm fine, Leo, this happened to the people around me, and anyone will be depressed for a while. .I just feel a little tired and want to sleep well. "

"Okay, take a good rest," the federal agent told him in a rare, gentle tone. "You don't have to go to class tomorrow. I'll take a leave for you."

"Good night." Li Biqing smiled at him, entered his bedroom, and closed the door with his backhand. He went to the washstand, turned on the faucet, poured cold water on his face, and then buried his face in the water.

Across the flowing water, Lei Zhe's cold voice still echoed in his eardrums. Under the curly dark hair, there were a pair of slender eyes full of killing desire when the beast grabbed the prey. They were like snake letters on his skin. I inch licked: "Bi Qing, my dear new friend, you know, the goal I originally set was not Colin ... but you! You are the one, making me want to pierce one by one with branches Flesh, listen to charming sorrows and moans / groans, admire people who have beautiful patterns of blood on their skin ... "

Before suffocating, Li Biqing suddenly raised his head and left the water, his wet hair on his forehead threw a string of splashing water drops in the air. A water-scarred, gasping face reflected in the mirror, he stared at it for a long time, until the dripping water completely blurred his eyes.

Early the next morning, a bad news came from the City Police Department: Razer Down, the biggest suspect in the serial killing at Portland State University, escaped from the police cell.

His escape was surprisingly simple, but it worked. The police officer on duty in the early morning was Amanda. He didn't know how to move the good-looking middle-aged policewoman—possibly by using her unconscious pity for him. Amanda once had a son who was about the same age. Obviously, this charming curly boy inspired her mother's love of death and made her feel strongly that she needed to nurture and protect him. He persuaded her to open the cell door and walked in, then attacked her, knocked her to the ground, seized the key, entered the locker room, stole a police uniform, and just hang out like this.

As soon as Leo received the phone call, he drove straight to the city police station, and Rob soon hurriedly. The policewoman who made the big mistake was sober, and wept with guilt at the comfort of her colleagues.

"Leave sympathetic tears at the scene of his death sentence, now is the time to act!" Leo said relentlessly, "go to the traffic monitoring cameras on the nearby streets to see if you can capture anything; search his again Home, look for all the clues that might reveal his whereabouts; check with all his relatives in the city to see if they can provide a possible hiding place; let the traffic patrol police cooperate in setting up inspections on the highways at various exits in the urban area ... "

The prompt orders were executed by the city police and the agents one by one. Soon after, the police found a hidden residence in Lei Zhe, and Leo and Rob led the team to find a clue. It was a two-storey small building located on the outskirts of the city. It was cleaned off-white. A large field of wild roses was planted in the courtyard. The petals of crimson and pink spit out a rich sweet fragrance in the sun.

The police almost turned the small building upside down, and found a lot of "killing memorabilia" in Lei Zhe's bedroom, including sharp wooden stakes that had been blood-stained black and red, a commemorative lighter, etc., and even There is also a part of the victim's body, the oldest of which is a white bone ring, which is made of the seventh vertebra of the human body. The inner circle is engraved with the initials, and may be the name of a victim-from this point of view The case of torture in the forest park is probably not the first work of this serial killer. In the dark corner that the police hadn't found, the corpse had decayed and the bones were dying out.

In a hidden drawer, Leo found a small metal buckle box with shiny copper edges, which was often opened by its owner. He lifted the lid and lay there with a stack of photos.

Leo took out the photos and held them in a light fluffy stack. There were seven in total. The young and handsome faces of the boys were youthful on the photos. Leo held his breath and looked down one by one. By the fifth, he recognized the boy who was killed in the forest park. The sixth one was a male college student who had been found dead in a remote part of the campus; Seventh——

It was a soft lawn dotted with fallen leaves. The sunlight penetrated the tender green treetops of oak and red birch, and a little light spot was splashed on the body. The Asian boy in the photo lifted his head slightly, as if staring at a new green leaf on the branch, his mouth squinting. Lazy and quiet smile. His hair was swayed by the breeze, and the breeze even broke through the paper, exuding the fragrance of a summer rose.

The boy's familiar face made Leo feel a bone cold.

His heart was frozen by this cold forest, and turned into a piece of icy ice, and every flowing blood vessel was frozen instantly--he felt cold from the inside to the outside.

He kept shouting in his heart, but his stiff lips couldn't make any sound, until Rob called him behind, like the magic that broke the time of imprisonment, pushed him out of the fixed frame, and that shout broke through throat.

"——Li Biqing!"

Rob froze. He had never seen such a violent expression on the face of his calm and self-sustaining partner. It was an extreme anger and deep fear.

"What did you say?" He could not help but tremble.

Leo rushed outside and dialed his mobile phone. Tie Qing's complexion and trembling fingers made Rob realize that something terrible was about to happen—or is happening! He hurried to follow, and opened the door to the front passenger seat one second before the car sped out.

"What the **** is going on?" He asked again.

The dark-haired detective's gaze was looking directly at the windshield in front of him, and his muscles were tightened to the side like arrows. "It's Bi Qing! His original target is not Colin, but Bi Qing!"

"What?" Rob was taken aback. "You mean Lei Zhe ... God, he just escaped the police station!"

"We all thought he would hide, or hide his identity, change his name, and fled from Portland, or even to other states. But he ignored a little--" Leo's mellow voice was as dry as sandpaper at the moment, "like His unscrupulous murderer often chooses not to flee in desperation, but to shoot again desperately as the most powerful and red / bare counterattack against the police! "

"And his choice of the target at this time must have ignored all kinds of interests, just to satisfy the most earnest desire in his heart!" Rob finally understood the fear of Leo, and said palely, "God, bless us Just before him ... "In the latter half, he couldn't say anything after all.

"I can't get Bi Qing's cellphone," Leo threw his cellphone over. "You call Srina and tell her the number and ask her to check again!"

Rob was busy calling. As Leo's foot stepped deeper and deeper, the black Chevrolet Suburban ran on the street like a roaring beast and whistled towards downtown Portland.

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