Du Dayong watched Guan Bajing completely lost his mind and tapped the interrogation table with his fingers.
"Can you tell us what's going on now?"
"Officer, I want to smoke another cigarette!"
Du Dayong felt that criminals really liked this, asking you not to say anything and then starting to smoke after showing evidence.
He bought these cigarettes with his own money, and the team would definitely not be able to reimburse him.
But there’s no way! Let’s smoke!
One cigarette was finished quickly.
Guan Bajing rubbed his face on his shoulder a few times.
"Police officer, I admit that I stole the salary and year-end bonus from the foundry in January 1995."
"How do you know? The foundry will withdraw the money and put it in the safe in the factory at that time."
"On the night of the 6th, Jiang Dongliang, deputy chief of the security section of the foundry, and uncle Jiang came to my house to have a drink with my father. I heard about it from the sidelines."
"If you say wages are paid in Factory No. 9, Factory No. 8 will withdraw the money and put it in the safe."
"Then Uncle Jiang said that he could only repay the money to my dad after he came back. My dad was going to my eldest cousin's place for a wedding banquet the next day, so he asked him to wait until he came back to pay me back."
"Then they talked about the safe in the factory and so on, so I wrote it all down."
"At that time, I lost a lot of money gambling, but no one in my family knew."
"However, the creditor said that if I don't pay back the money, he will come to my house. I heard this is an opportunity."
Du Dayong listened and nodded.
"Did you learn your lockpicking skills from your dad?"
"I learned it secretly. My dad often studied it, so I often watched it. When he was away, I studied it by myself. Sometimes he would brag to me after drinking, and I kept it in my mind."
"My dad also opened safes for people at that time, and I just watched from the side. Because there was nothing particularly important in it, they were not in a hurry to take it back."
"At that time, I kept trying to figure out how to open it myself. Maybe I have talent in this area. Anyway, I am probably better than my dad, but no one knows that I can do this."
Du Dayong and Fan Junyi glanced at each other.
"What else have you done, Jinmen? Do you want to tell us?"
"Officer, can you give me another cigarette?"
Du Dayong was very generous and immediately ordered one and handed it to him.
Guan Bajing lowered his head and smoked a cigarette, then raised his head and said.
"I stole twice in Jinmen. Once I didn't steal much, just more than 500 yuan and a gold ring. Another time I stole more than 60,000 yuan and two watches."
"Except for Jinmen? Don't think that we won't tell you because we don't have a grasp. In fact, as long as we conduct verification and comparison, we will immediately know what you did. So I hope you would be better off confessing yourself."
"To be honest, there is no difference in your sentencing between 300,000 and 500,000. The more you confess now, the more likely it is that it will be good for you."
"Officer, I once stole more than 90,000 own coins and 100,000 Japanese coins in Yandao. There is also a list or something, in Japanese, I still hide it at home. I really don't have it anywhere else!
It’s not like I lose money every time I gamble.”
"Where's the list?"
"On the bookshelf in my room, inside a Zhiyin magazine from August 1999."
Du Dayong tapped his fingers on the interrogation table as he listened.
"Let's do this for now! Have a cigarette and I'll leave you alone for a while. You can take a rest and we'll continue talking tomorrow morning."
Because most of the criminal facts have been basically confessed by the criminal suspect.
Du Dayong decided to suspend the trial to give Guan Bagjing a chance to buffer.