Chapter 787 Master Huo San’s sense of smell is keen and interferes in the cabinet to protect his beautiful wife

Qin Ruan held his forehead, his expression was indescribable, and his eyes were terrifying and cold.

If the two murders are involved with Shengshi Academy, it can be said to be a coincidence.

The three murders that happened tonight were all related to Shengshi Academy, and everyone would suspect that there must be something unknown to them.

She was not interested in solving cases, but Shengshi Academy was so keen that something was wrong with her.

Puritan said she would let her pay attention to Shengshi Academy. The three murders that happened tonight were all related to Shengshi Academy.

It made her begin to doubt whether there was any evil spirits.

Lu Han talked about the information of the Nancheng murder case: "Tao Man, the deceased in the Nancheng murder case, was born in a scholarly family and graduated from Shengshi Academy. Tao Man loves travel, photography, and food on weekdays.

According to the investigation by the Nancheng Information Group, Tao Man and Dongcheng murder case, Bai Xiaofei, who was killed by Shao Xujie, is a boyfriend and girlfriend. Bai Xiaofei and Tao Man have been dating for less than a year, but they broke up before graduation."

Qin Ruan was a little surprised: "The information is so fast now?"

Lu Han's eyebrows slightly raised: "In the past two years, in order to solve the case speed and strive to reduce various casualties, the system updated for the information group is becoming more and more high-end. As long as the life of a person is not a black householder, all information will be recorded."

Qin Ruan opened her mouth slightly, and she slowly closed it if she remembered something.

She thought of the eighteen years she was in Xicheng, when she was considered a black householder.

I don’t know if her life experiences in the first 18 years have been recorded in the archives by relevant departments...

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Huo Zhai.

When Qin Ruan left, Mr. Huo San stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the bedroom, watching her leave in Lu Han's car.

Until the car body disappeared from his sight, he called Huo Chuan's cell phone in Huo Yirong's small building.

Huo Qiang rubbed his eyes that were not full of red bloodshot and answered the phone: "San Master?"

He ordered in a low and cold voice: "Huo Qiang, send a document from the Cabinet in my name."

"You said."

"Tonight, all departments in Beijing have fully cooperated with Mrs...."

...

Criminal Investigation Bureau.

When Lu Han and Qin Ruan arrived, it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

It is related to the fact that their family members become suspects. The superiors attach great importance to the case that happened tonight, and many people were called to work overtime.

Two uniformed men standing at the door smoking, looked solemn and restless.

When they saw Lu Han get out of the car and walk, the two of them were stunned at first, and then there was an amazing brightness in their eyes.

"Boss!"

Lu Han recognized him as his former subordinate and walked up to him and asked, "How is Shao Xujie?"

The slightly fat man said sadly: "It's still under trial. Director Yuan personally interrogated him. Brother Jie probably has to suffer a little."

This pain is not physical. No act of forced confession is allowed now. There are many ways to torture the perpetrators.

Lu Han pursed his lips: "Take me over."

Yuan Zhiwei was sent to him by nepotism after he stepped down. He didn't know this person's character.

But after he stepped down, the anchor of a well-known platform was followed by someone to kill him at home, and Yuan Zhiwei took it on TV to show him.

He guessed that the other party should be a person who values ​​fame and fortune more.

Standing opposite Lu Han, the tall and thin man threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and stomped on his toes.

"good!"

The other party's eyes were bright and he led the way to the interrogation room in front.

Qin Ruan took Huo Zhi and Lin Hao to follow.

Interrogation room.

Shao Xujie was wearing thin pajamas and dirty cotton home shoes on his feet.

His hair was messy, his eyes were covered with red blood, his expression was firm, and his eyes were filled with coldness and confusion.

Everything that happened tonight made him feel like he was dreaming.

He usually interrogates the prisoner, but now he sits in the position where the prisoner should sit.

Putting the cart before the horse made it difficult for him to accept.

How could he kill someone? It was impossible!

The murderous weapon was handed over when he left the General Administration of Criminal Investigation and could not be carried with him.

He couldn't figure out how all this happened, and he only firmly believed that he had not killed anyone.

Simple interrogation room, one table, three seats.

Shao Xujie sat on the chair in the center with his hands and feet imprisoned. His eyes looked forbearing and confused.

"Shao Xujie, what else do you want to resist? There are all the evidences and physical evidence. Could it be that we can still wrongly accuse you?"

Shao Xujie looked up and shook his head at Yuan Zhiwei who was sitting in front of him yelling: "I didn't kill anyone."

"I have to argue when I die!"

Yuan Zhiwei turned the computer screen on the desk to the direction where Shao Xujie was.

The screen shows the screen that he returned to the General Administration of Criminal Investigation in the early morning of the evening and entered the computer room where he kept his weapons.

In just a few minutes, he walked out with the weapon in his hand.

Then the surveillance video is played later, how did he drive away and go to the place where the deceased is.

Even though some places avoid surveillance, they finally captured the scene of him shooting the killer with his own hands.

All kinds of evidence are in front of you and cannot be refuted at all.

Shao Xujie stared at the computer screen with red eyes, including how he shot and what posture the deceased Bai Xiaofei fell down, which was clearly seen by him.

He gritted his teeth tightly, unable to believe the screen displayed by the surveillance monitor.

He didn't kill anyone, and he didn't remember anything he had done.

Shao Xujie raised his eyes, his firm face lost his calmness, and a panic appeared in his eyes: "I didn't kill anyone!"

Apart from refuting, I don’t know how to defend myself.

He is also a civil servant who knows how powerless he is in the face of these evidences.

But he still has to fight for it.

Once you admit it, your life will be ruined.

He doesn't know who the deceased is, so how could he kill the other party for no reason?

Yuan Zhiwei leaned on the seat and glanced at Shao Xujie with pity: "I don't know what you are insisting on. I believe you know the case handling process clearly. By this time, do you think there is still a possibility of overturning the case?"

Shao Xujie showed despair and unwillingness in his words. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I didn't kill anyone!"

"Bang!"

Yuan Zhiwei was annoyed and threw the pen on the table, angrily saying, "Did you kill someone? Is the human evidence fake? The weapon is your gun, didn't you get it back? The human evidence is both there, and even the surveillance camera captured the murder process. How do you explain all this?"

Shao Xujie's imprisoned hands were placed on the wooden board of the seat and trembled violently.

Fear, confused, huge despair enveloped him.

He knew it was as difficult as climbing to the sky to overturn the case.

But he couldn't kill a stranger, so how could he admit the crime of paying his life?

The Shao family could not afford such slander. He could not accept it. He could only lower his head and stare at the shackles on his wrist, constantly saying that he refuted that he did not kill anyone.

The door of the interrogation room was knocked.

Yuan Zhiwei swept away, and the young man sitting next to him stood up and went to open the door.

"Director Lu!"

Suddenly, Yuan Zhiwei and Shao Xujie looked at the door at the same time.

Lu Han smiled and looked at the young man who opened the door and said gently: "I have retreated, don't call me like this anymore."

The young man in uniform standing inside the door scratched the back of his head: "Uh... Mr. Lu!"

Lu Han smiled gently, and he was very proud of the young masters of a noble family.

His eyes passed by the other party and collided with Yuan Zhiwei who was looking over.

"Director Yuan."

Yuan Zhiwei immediately smiled and stood up to greet him: "This is not Master Lu. Is there something wrong with him when I am here late at night?"
To be continued...