Knocking on the door of the captain's office, Nie Chaofan returned to his usual calm style.
"Old Nie, how is the case investigation going?" The captain raised his head from behind his desk and asked expectantly.
Nie Chaofan walked over and stood on the opposite side, putting the information on the desk and pushing it to the other party: "I have some clues, and we have currently identified two suspects. They are both fellow villagers of the deceased. The deceased came to Dongzhou on their truck before he was alive."
The captain raised his eyebrows and also thought about the extremely high probability that an acquaintance of Gong Quan's case would commit the crime.
"Tell me about it." The captain glanced at the information without moving, put out the cigarette butt in his hand, took out another cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, waiting for Nie Chaofan's report.
Nie Chaofan recounted the findings of the day.
The captain's expression was calm and he did not continue to discuss the case: "Your captain just took annual leave this time, so I won't ask him to come back. Well, it will be difficult for you to handle this case by yourself?"
Nie Chaofan opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the captain raised his hand to stop him.
"Old Nie, you are not young anymore. I know what you are thinking. It is not easy to survive all these years. Hey, I sound impressive as the captain, but even if I get you a deputy, I can't make a difference.
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The captain felt a little melancholy, and Nie Chaofan remained silent.
The young director who was parachuted in this time was extremely powerful. On the first day he took office, he froze the overall personnel. Immediately afterwards, he took the personnel transfer in the bureau into his own hands.
The local executive deputy bureau who had a good reputation now only had the role of making suggestions.
The captain waved away the smoke in front of his eyes: "Hey, let's not talk about this. Old Nie, you will be in charge of this murder case. I will help you to block the other deputy captains under my name. Hmm.
, you can write the merit report materials yourself, and I will hand them over to you. If you don’t give me second-class merit, I will go out and fight for you too!"
Nie Chaofan, who was over forty years old, looked at the captain in front of him who was about to retire soon, but kept saying "Old Nie", followed by other young policemen in the team who also addressed him with the same respect. His chest felt warm. He bent down and was about to express his stance, but was stopped again.
The other party stopped me.
The captain said with a smile: "Go ahead and do it. If anything happens, I'll take care of it."
Nie Chaofan straightened his back, and under the smoke, his brows revealed a sense of perseverance.
At this moment, he didn't feel that he was old. He was still the same criminal detective who had been solving crimes for twenty years.
"yes!"
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Interrogation room.
Nie Chaofan took the team out in the morning, and brought the suspect back early the next morning with heavier dark circles under his eyes and deeper wrinkles.
Zhao Zhiguo and his nephew Zhao Hui.
Once the formalities were completed, Zhao Zhiguo, who had a criminal record, was thrown into the interrogation room as the principal criminal.
The interrogation room of the Criminal University is located on the separate floor between the first and second floors. It is said that in order to free up more space for the case handling area in the limited space, the then team leader shamelessly begged many companies to provide it.
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There is no difference between this compartment except that the floor height is dozens of centimeters lower than the normal floor, which makes people feel depressed when staying inside.
However, according to the captain's wishes, this interrogation place should give people a sense of depression.
There are some differences between the interrogation room of the Criminal University and the interrogation room of the police station.
Considering that the suspects who can enter the criminal interrogation room have serious crimes, the configuration is higher than that of the police station, and is similar to that of the detention center.
There is an iron railing in the middle of the room, and an iron door on the right side of the railing.
There is a solitary tiger stool placed in the center of the room against the iron railing. There is an iron ring on the left and right armrests of the stool. The left and right legs of the stool fixed on the ground are also equipped with a pair of foot rings, in order to surround the person being interrogated.
Use your hands and feet to prevent them from moving at all.
The side of the iron railing close to the corridor is an interrogation table. The table is 20 centimeters above the ground. The chairs on the table are also high chairs, so that the investigators sitting on it can look down at the suspects, computers, printers, etc.
Place it on the table for investigators to use when making records.
A panoramic camera is installed on the ceiling directly above the interrogation table to monitor the entire interrogation process 360 degrees without blind spots, and to synchronize video and audio recordings. When the case is transferred to the procuratorate, these film and television materials must be turned over with the case file.
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"Sit down!" Xiao Ma nodded the tiger bench.
"The government... why does it want to sit on this chair?" Zhao Zhiguo smiled flatteringly and bowed his head. He was unwilling to sit down, squirming and looking a little against the tiger stool.
"Sit down when I tell you to!"
Xiao Ma pushed Zhao Zhiguo onto the tiger bench with both hands, then fastened the bracelets and ankles and twisted them as tightly as possible.
"Government...what are you doing? Why? Why?" Zhao Zhiguo seemed to have been greatly shocked. The fear in his eyes was hard to calm down, and his whole body was trembling visibly to the naked eye.
"What are you doing? Don't you know what you did?"
Xiao Ma glared at Zhao Zhiguo and kicked the opponent's calf.
"Ouch!"
Zhao Zhiguo let out a miserable cry. The experience of being imprisoned for causing trouble a few years ago came to mind, and his whole body shook even more violently.
Nie Chaofan held a thick volume of information, sat on a high interrogation chair, and looked down at Zhao Zhiguo in silence.
The walls are upholstered, the beeping electronic clock with a black display screen, the tiger bench that restricts mobility, and the floor height is much lower than that of a normal room.
The two detectives stared at him with sullen faces and said nothing, creating a panic-stricken silence.
There was no pressure on Zhao Zhiguo anywhere.
Zhao Zhiguo, who entered the palace for the second time, knew what he would face next, and panic filled his mind.
Without saying anything, he collapsed first, his face covered with snot and tears, and he banged his head on the small iron table in front of him:
"Oh my God! Oh my God! What's going on! What's going on! Tell me! Tell me!"
"You have arrested the wrong person! Government! You must have arrested the wrong person!"
"I still want to go home! I still want to go home!"
"woo woo woo woo......"
Xiao Ma rubbed his hands and stared at the prisoner with gleaming eyes. His excited look showed no sign of the anger he had when he first saw Wang Xia Chiguo's body the day before yesterday.
The police who were about to solve the case and the suspect who was about to plead guilty may be all that was reflected in his mind at this time.
Nie Chaofan, who was sitting high on the interrogation chair, coughed majestically. In this room, he was the god who dominated everything.
"Tell me, what's your name?"
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The door slammed shut, and no more sound came from inside.
Only the nameplate with the words "Interrogation Room" hanging on the side of the door trembled slightly.
The sun was setting in the west, casting dim light through a row of windows in the corridor, and it was almost night time.