Chapter 64 Chapter 64: Well-Known Sophistry

When making soup, you absolutely cannot make soup.

Xiangjiang has a history of dwarf mule, which is longer than Xiangjiang has this name.

Both Lin Huaile and Liu Zijian understand that each other's wishes are like mirror images.

This was the first time Lin Huaile entered the interrogation room of the Xiangjiang Police Station. A steaming cup of executive coffee was placed on the table in front of him.

Because the inquiry was as usual, Liu Zijian was not handcuffed, which was a small favor for this new guest.

"Try it, it tastes okay, not as bad as what people say!"

Liu Zijian did not sit across the table, but leaned on the table and nuzzled into the coffee cup.

The interrogation room was very air-conditioned, and even though Lin Huaile was wearing a three-piece suit, he could still feel the biting chill.

Even so, he didn't touch the coffee cup.

There is only one reason, and that is fingerprints.

The embassy requires fingerprints, complete fingerprints.

Lin Huaile was asked as usual. According to legal procedures, there was no need to leave personal information for filing.

At the scene of hanging Taro Biao, he wore gloves throughout the process and did not take off any weapons he touched. All the weapons he touched had been cleaned.

He was convinced that there were no mistakes.

But even so, he was careful not to touch the cup of coffee.

"I drank too much tea in the restaurant, and my stomach can't hold any water."

"Besides, if I drink coffee now, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night." Lin Huaile replied in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

If you don’t drink, don’t drink!

Liu Zijian shrugged indifferently, then sat opposite Lin Huaile, nodded to A-Zai, and said: "Let's get started!".

A Zai had long disliked this shiny, short mule. When he heard his boss's greeting, he immediately opened the folder in his hand and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Lin Huaile, where were you at eight o'clock in the evening on August 15, 1976?"

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"That day?"

Lin Huaile looked confused and asked.

"last night!"

A Zai repeated his question again.

"It rained heavily yesterday afternoon, so I didn't go there. I was working the night at the magazine with Rorschach." Lin Huaile buttoned up his suit and answered calmly.

"Can anyone prove it?"

Everyone in the interrogation room knew that the young man was lying, but there was no other way, so Azi could only continue to ask questions.

"Rorschach can prove it."

Questions and answers without nutrition are like playing idiom solitaire with the idiom "do whatever you want" with no end point.

"Taro Biao is dead, and the old and new will not let it go."

"Except if we can help you, you can choose to die on the street or live in the ancestral hall."

Liu Zijian stopped the sterile conversation and seduced the lost little lamb step by step.

Lin Huaile looked at Liu Zijian curiously, and a question arose in his mind, was this guy really bullying him for being uneducated?

The Xiangjiang Court implements a cautious punishment system because the four detectives did too many extravagances during their tenure.

Evidence can be produced at a later stage, and the motive for the crime can be specially processed.

Even if you are as innocent as tofu, they can throw you into the coal pile, roll around, and use the memory recovery technique to help you recall the process of your crime.

If you don't hire a good lawyer, you will definitely stay in the ancestral hall until you die.

The courts are easy to deal with, and the justices only look at the evidence.

The police are also easy to deal with because they also look at evidence.

Camera technology has not yet become widespread, and even if it does, as long as it doesn't shine directly on his face, there will be no problem.

As for Liu Zijian's old and new questions, they can also be solved by talking about numbers.

But if you get the imperial spirit, become a young man, and wear red shoes, you will be walking a narrow road.

It’s not that easy to be a tainted witness!

There is no need for Laoxin to take action, He Xinghe will get rid of him at all costs.

"Officer Liu, I don't know what you are talking about."

"I don't know Taro Biao, nor am I a member of the Triads you talk about."

"I want to see my lawyer!"

Asking questions and not knowing is the best way to deal with it.

There is no suspicion of guilt, and the parties concerned do not need to prove their innocence.

If there is evidence, arrest them; if there is no evidence, let them go.

Lin Huaile has been studying legal books recently to inoculate himself.

Don’t eat soft or hard!

Liu Zijian also felt helpless.

He indeed had no evidence in his hand, otherwise he would not have brought Lin Huale back under the pretext that he was a member of the Triad Society.

Not much useful evidence was extracted from the scene. When the fire station's faucet flushed, even if there were any clues, they were all gone.

However, the fingerprints of Taro Biao and Du Lao were extracted from the murder weapon at the scene.

The only survivor, the bone girl, did not provide any useful evidence. She said that the murderers wore masks and did not speak during the whole process, so she knew nothing.

The only evidence points to the scapegoat.

Taro Biao is not a good person either. He committed crimes and deserved to die.

Liu Zijian has no interest and is unwilling to avenge this bastard.

In his eyes, it would be a good thing if all these dwarf mules who were causing trouble were dead.

"I'll let you see a lawyer."

"Let's talk about your father, shall we?"

"According to our information, Mr. Lin's father was He Xinghe's uncle and was murdered by Taro Biao's men."

"Avenging my father is a matter of course."

"Mr. Lin, do you think so?" A continued to ask.

These words are very well-asked.

Your father is He Xinghe's uncle. Based on this, it can be inferred that you, Lin Huaile, may also be a member of the Triad.

Your father was killed by Taro Biao, so it is natural for you to take revenge.

As expected of a top student in the police academy, there are more traps in a few sentences than words.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean."

"My father is a businessman and runs tea restaurants and bars. He is not a member of Hexinghe as you said."

"Also, my father died of illness and was not murdered."

Lin Huaile's great revenge has been avenged, so naturally he will not cause trouble and immediately deny that Shuanglong Lin was killed in a vendetta.

The interrogation reached a stalemate, and Liu Zijian understood that the young man in front of him was prepared and refused to take the bait.

This also allowed him to raise the young man's danger level by one level.

It's not like he has never seen a rising star in the world. Facing Mr. O, these so-called celebrities didn't perform very well.

I was caught stupidly and my profile was successfully established.

The smarter ones would just follow the lawyer's advice, stay silent throughout the whole process, and let someone bail him out.

In the past two years, this is the only one who doesn't have enough food and salt.

"Sir Liu, I am a businessman, running a magazine."

"It has nothing to do with the triad society you mentioned. If there is nothing else to ask, can I leave?"

"Of course, you guys still have some areas where you would like me to help, just say so."

"After all, assisting the police in handling cases is the obligation of every taxpayer."

Glancing at his watch, Lin Huaile realized that it was getting late, so he took a breath and asked feebly.
Chapter completed!