Zhao Xiangwan stood up slowly and sat on the chair that Xu Songling had just sat on. The chair made a squeaking sound when it was dragged, which was particularly harsh in the closed interrogation room.

The first time he faced a suspect with blood on his hands, Zhao Xiangwan was a little nervous. His throat felt swollen and it became difficult to swallow saliva.

Seeing such a young girl, Wang Qiankun felt relieved and smiled: "Is this little comrade a new member? Is he twenty years old? Where is he from?"

Zhao Xiangwan didn't pay attention to Wang Qiankun's contempt and cleared his throat with a straight face.

"When did you open your first Yanyang Cabaret?"

"Six years ago, maybe. It's been too long and I can't remember."

"Six years ago...that was 1985?"

"That's right. Typhoon was popular in Hong Kong at that time. When the karaoke bar opened, customers poured in like crazy. It was so easy to make money."

"In what month did it open?"

"September! Businessmen say gold is nine and silver is ten."

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When it comes to business, Wang Qiankun's chatterbox is opened up, and he doesn't have to be wary at all. As long as the murder case is not mentioned, Wang Qiankun's eloquence, which he has honed over many years in the world, is still pretty good.

"The first Yanyang store was on Luoyu Road, right? The earliest store was a hotel. How much did you spend on it?"

When asked about money, Wang Qiankun became obviously wary and his eyes began to wander: "Comrade policeman, after so long, how can I still remember how much money I have? Anyway, it cost a lot, so I can get it together with a few friends."

Zhao Xiangwan's speaking speed suddenly increased, and his eyes became sharp.

"How much? Five hundred thousand, six hundred thousand, seven hundred thousand? Well, it seems to be seven hundred thousand!"

"Where did this money come from? Stole? Robbed? Robbery?"

"Oh, robbery. How many people? One, two, three? Well, a group of three."

Zhao Xiangwan swept away the greenness just now, and her pair of narrow red phoenix eyes were even more piercing against the background of the police hat. She asked while listening to the other party's answer, and made marks quickly with her right hand.

"Police...comrade police, what do you mean?"

Facing Zhao Xiangwan's sparkling eyes, Wang Qiankun's heart was beating faster and faster for some reason. An unprecedented sense of fear surged up from the soles of his feet, locking him firmly in the chair and unable to move at all.

No.

"March 1985? April? Well, it seems that the case was done in April! What day? The 8th, the 9th, the 13th?"

Zhao Xiangwan pressed forward step by step, staring intently at Wang Qiankun's face, not letting go of any tiny reaction.

Wang Qiankun has never experienced such an interrogation - Zhao Xiangwan asked questions one after another, but didn't care about his answers at all, only staring at his eyes and expressions, but all the answers were getting closer to the truth little by little.

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This made him extremely sure that all problems were traps, trapping and killing his prey step by step.

Wang Qiankun did not dare to speak again, his lips were tightly closed, his eyes were wandering, and he no longer met Zhao Xiangwan's eyes.

"On April 13, 1985, there was an old case that has not yet been solved... The Huang Jiarong Robbery!" Zhao Xiangwan suddenly raised his voice. It fell on Wang Qiankun's ears like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, exploding above his head, shaking his whole body.

Everyone is confused.

After being at ease for too long, the past that had been buried in my heart for six years was suddenly revealed. Wang Qiankun and his chair leaned back, and there was a loud "Bang!", which shocked everyone in the interrogation room.

Zhu Feipeng and Xu Songling exchanged excited looks, What a guy! What a big fish!

Anyone who works in the public security system knows about the Huang Jiarong Robbery. This was an extremely heinous home invasion, murder and robbery case in China in the 1980s. In the criminal investigation major of the Public Security University, the teacher would occasionally use it as an analysis of unsolved cases.

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Four members of Huang Jiarong's family were killed, and all their money and jewelry were wiped away. There were no witnesses and no survivors, making the investigation extremely difficult. At that time, newspapers solicited clues and offered a reward of 1,000 yuan, but all of them were lost at the bottom of the sea.

No, I didn’t expect that it would fall on Wang Qiankun!

Wang Qiankun did things very secretly back then. There were three of them in a gang, and they robbed nearly two million. They divided the loot afterwards, and they dispersed and never contacted each other again. He took 700,000 yuan to buy a karaoke bar, and the business grew bigger and bigger, forgetting all about it.

This first pot of gold was stained with blood.

Zhu Feipeng rubbed his hands together excitedly: "I'm going to change the gear immediately. There are two fingerprints and three footprints left at the scene of Huang Jiarong's robbery. This guy can't escape!"

Before Xu Songling could speak, Zhu Feipeng had already strode towards the door of the interrogation room.

As soon as the comparison results of the Physical Evidence Section came out, the news that Zhao Xiangwan had uncovered a major case spread in the Public Security Bureau.

"What? That kid Wang Qiankun turned out to be one of the masterminds of the old case six years ago! How did you find out?"

"Aren't you trying the case of the headless female corpse? How did you bring out the Huang Jiarong robbery case?"

"Team Xu knows a hero with his keen eye. Junior Sister Zhao Xiangwan solved an old case with just a few questions. It's amazing!"

After Zhu Feipeng experienced Zhao Xiangwan's priorities and strong sense of rhythm on the spot, he swept away his previous doubts and admired him to the extreme. Through his propaganda, everyone in the Public Security Bureau knew about Zhao Xiangwan's "micro-expression behavior"

——Use the changes in the other person's expression to determine the truth and falsehood, and then use logical questioning and reasoning to get closer to the truth step by step.

Xu Songling made a prompt decision and led Zhao Xiangwan to quickly interrogate Wu Shengli.

Zhao Xiangwan also did not find that Wu Shengli was suspected of murder, but the chaotic private life of this handsome, tall and handsome young man made her feel physically uncomfortable. Not only did he have sex with the two deceased people, he also often hung out in bars in Xing City, and had sex with

Foreigners chatted and did some shady business.

Before letting Wu Shengli go, Zhao Xiangwan glanced at him coldly.

For some reason, Zhao Xiangwan's cold glance stung Wu Shengli. His expression froze, and he subconsciously stretched his right hand forward to block his vital parts. A while ago, he felt unwell, and his front was itching unbearably, and he also had a growth spurt.

Some pustules emit an unpleasant odor.

Wu Shengli had never thought that indulging in sex would bring him the disease. Zhao Xiangwan's phoenix eyes seemed to have a cold light, piercing deeply into his numb heart.

He used to be as naive and conservative as Zhao Xiangwan. What made him step by step to where he is today? Wu Shengli's eyes were blank, and he staggered away from the Public Security Bureau, squinting against the pale autumn sunshine.

He let out a long sigh.

Zhao Xiangwan didn't care whether Wu Shengli repented. She turned to Xu Songling and said, "Wu Shengli mentioned just now that Wang Qiankun's eldest daughter, Wang Ting, is secretly pursuing him. I suggest bringing her to the bureau to ask about the situation."

Xu Songling was obviously stunned for a moment. Wang Ting is a senior high school student at No. 7 Middle School in Hunan Province. She is a high school student and is a little younger than Zhao Xiangwan. Is she suspicious?

"Whether there is suspicion or not, there is always a clue."

After interrogating two suspects one after another, Zhao Xiangwan found some sense, acted and spoke more generously, and gained a glimmer of confidence in his eyebrows.

Wang Ting's attitude was very cooperative.

After receiving a call from the Public Security Bureau, she came to the police station. She answered all questions and was honest and well-behaved. Unlike her father, Wang Qiankun, Wang Ting was born petite and delicate. She had a childlike hair with straight bangs and timid eyes. When she looked at people

I always feel like a mist.

When the police asked her about her pursuit of Wu Shengli, Wang Ting's cheeks turned red: "Well, yes! David is tall, handsome and can sing. He is every girl's dream man. I like him and write to him every day

Letter, write down my thoughts on paper and convey them to him."

Xu Songling hated the fact that iron cannot become steel: "He has a girlfriend!"

Wang Ting gave him a strange look: "If he is so good, he will definitely have a girlfriend. I don't mind. I just want to tell him that I love him and I am willing to give everything for him."

He Mingyu rolled his eyes at the side: "Girls nowadays have been poisoned by Yao's novels."

Xu Songling, Zhu Feipeng, and Zhao Xiangwan who were present had not read Yao Yao's novel, and all three pairs of eyes looked at He Mingyu who was speaking.

He Mingyu said: "I am just a writer of romance novels. Love is inseparable from the deepest level, and we will accompany each other in life and death! I avoid you because I am afraid of you, and I am afraid of you because I love you..." Just said

After reading two lines from the novel, she shuddered and was so numb that she had goosebumps all over her body.

But Wang Ting introduced her as her confidant: "Officer He also reads her novels, that's great. Then you must be able to understand my infatuation for brother David, right? I just want to love him well, I love him

I love his face, his songs, and his unruly soul!”

[Brother David is so good. Those who want to use children and love to bind his wandering heart are fools. I am the only one who is most suitable for brother David. Those two women deserved to die well! I think

What are you trying to rob me of?]

Zhao Xiangwan glanced at Wang Ting. The cute and cute little girl only had the word love in her eyes. The lives of Gu Xiaoling and Wei Lili were not worth mentioning.

Xu Songling continued to ask Wang Ting about her itinerary from November 6 to 10. Wang Ting recalled casually that apart from going to school, her life consisted of eating, sleeping, shopping, and writing letters. There was nothing interesting to say about it.

[What are they asking me for? Can I still kill people? I spat! Those two bitches killed them and I thought my hands were dirty. Mom is right, it’s best if such bitches die, this world is better

Men are all harmed by such stinky women! Only when they die can men feel how good we are.】

After hearing what Wang Ting was thinking, Zhao Xiangwan raised his eyes and looked at her seriously.

Wang Ting didn't like the look in Zhao Xiangwan's eyes, so she glared back at her and said angrily: "Why are you looking at me like this? I didn't kill the person."

Zhao Xiangwan's voice was very cold: "But if they die, you can take possession of that rotten Wu Shengli forever. You have a motive for committing the crime."

Wang Ting jumped up and raised her finger to point directly at Zhao Xiangwan's face: "I don't allow you to scold him like this! You don't understand him at all. When he sings, his heart is full of affection and melancholy. He has the purest soul in the world.

, it’s those women who pestered him and ruined his reputation!”

Zhao Xiangwan: "Wu Shengli has had relationships with more than a dozen women. He has also had sexual relations with seven or eight foreign men in bars. Such a person... do you think his soul is pure?"

Having sex with a man? Wang Ting's face turned red and she couldn't believe her ears.

In the 1990s, people were relatively conservative. People would be scolded if they messed up the relationship between men and women. If you messed up the relationship between men and women? You couldn’t even think about it!

Wang Ting was so angry that she burst into tears, her lips trembled, and she screamed: "You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense! Brother David is definitely not that kind of person. His singing voice is so rich and affectionate. He was harmed by those women."

He Mingyu couldn't stand it any longer. He stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Xiangwan from stimulating Wang Ting, but Xu Songling stopped him with his eyes.
To be continued...