Duanwu walked into the interrogation room and saw a total of thirty-five people, all here.
Zhao Beishan interrogated them one by one.
However, the results of the interrogation did not make any progress.
These people are all scum, and they have committed many crimes and crimes. If they were to listen to them, I would be able to write a story about One Thousand and One Nights.
Zhao Beishan fell into a trap and was tricked by these bastards. Four literate officers were taking notes, but they couldn't keep up with the speed at which they made up stories.
Duanwu felt that these people were too talented to be street gangsters. They should become writers, no, platinum writers.
Because it is undeniable that Duanwu has to admire the imagination and brainstorming of these people.
It's just that after today, they may not have this opportunity. Because if they come out to fool around, they will have to pay it back sooner or later.
Duanwu glanced at these people and saw Fatty Wang. Although he didn't speak, he would give everyone a look who came forward.
It was obvious that Zhao Beishan ignored this fat man.
He is the owner of the opium shop, so these thugs naturally have to listen to him.
So it's useless for Zhao Beishan to ask others. Especially in front of him.
At this time, when Zhao Beishan and the four officers saw Dragon Boat Festival coming in, they quickly stood up and saluted.
Then Zhao Beishan approached Dragon Boat Festival and lowered his voice and said: "I have interrogated more than a dozen people, but there has been no progress. The things explained seem to be related to Wang Laohu, but in fact they are all trivial matters."
Duanwu smiled and said: "Then why don't you try Fatty Wang?"
Zhao Beishan said: "After the interrogation, he was the first person to be interrogated. He insisted that this opium den belongs to him and has nothing to do with Wang Laohu. The other people were talking about some things that are not there. It seems that they are not.
They are all confessing, but there is no substantive evidence at all.
And even if there were, it was just fights, teasing women from good families, etc. When they went to the opium den, they all excused themselves and said it was Fatty Wang."
Duanwu glanced at the confident Fatty Wang and asked, "Isn't this Fatty Wang afraid of death?"
Zhao Beishan said: "Zhao Beishan said, according to convention, we have the right to temporary interrogation, but if we want to convict, we need the judicial department. I think they want to make a fuss in the judicial department."
Thinking about it, in this world where money can make the world go round, it is simply too easy to tamper with the law.
Duanwu nodded and said, "I understand."
Then Duanwu, Lao Abacus and Zhao Beishan said: "Next, let's see how I can achieve a quick and effective interrogation."
Zhao Beishan was shocked: "Tuanzuo, do you want to torture me to extract a confession?"
Duanwu was surprised: "What are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?"
Zhao Beishan and Lao Abacus nodded sharply at the same time, meaning: You are that kind of person.
Duanwu chuckled and thought to himself: You guys know me too well.
Duanwu sat on the main seat and let the officers beside him leave, leaving only him and Zhao Beishan; Lao Abacus sat next to him and took notes.
"come here!"
The Dragon Boat Festival greets Fatty Wang. Fatty Wang is an old-fashioned fried dough stick, a hob cutter, and is not afraid of this. He nodded and bowed forward and said: "Sir, if you have any questions, I will definitely tell you everything."
Duanwu smiled and said: "You are very slippery, let me ask you, what is going on in this opium den?"
Fatty Wang said proudly: "This is an inheritance passed down from our ancestors."
Duanwu asked: "Is that yours?"
Fatty Wang: "That's right!"
Duanwu said to Zhao Beishan who was standing aside: "Write down this paragraph. Fatty Wang will confess that he runs the opium shop."
Zhao Beishan wrote it down, and at this time Duanwu asked again: "Fat Wang, the thugs from the opium den attacked the soldiers of the Third Military Police Brigade, causing one person to be shot and injured. Is this also your instigation?"
Fatty Wang replied firmly: "That's right!"
Duanwu told Zhao Beishan again: "When the Third Military Police Brigade was arresting criminals, under the instruction of Fatty Wang, the owner of the opium den, they attacked law enforcement officers with weapons, causing an anti-Japanese hero of the Third Military Police Brigade to be seriously injured.
This man once killed more than 30 Japanese soldiers and made great military exploits.
In the Battle of Xiejiaqiao, he was the first to board the enemy's position and made an indelible contribution to our army's annihilation of the Chongteng detachment. He was awarded the Medal of the Blue Sky and White Sun by the Chairman of the Standing Committee.
In the battle of Changshu, he and Battalion Commander Cheng Wanli of the 87th Division resisted an enemy ten times our size with less than one company, and bought the most precious five minutes for our army to ambush.
All the soldiers in the company can sing and cry, and those who can survive are the heroes among heroes.
The Battle of Yushan..."
"Sir, please stop talking, I confess."
thump!
Before he finished speaking during the Dragon Boat Festival, Fatty Wang knelt down directly.
Fatty Wang is not a fool. He pleads guilty because the Dragon Boat Festival cannot do anything to them. Even if they commit a crime, even if it is heinous, they still need to be tried and convicted by judicial organs.
But they have people in the judiciary, and even if it is a capital crime, they can be acquitted in the end. Or find a death row prisoner, and the golden cicada can escape.
But the charges he was charged with at Dragon Boat Festival were not just as simple as selling cigarettes.
It can also be said that Fatty Wang made a mistake. He thought that as long as he took all the blame, everything would be over.
But unfortunately, he was wrong. The crime he was convicted of in Duanwu was to be executed immediately. He didn't even need to go to the judicial authorities. He had to go to a military court.
Instructing his subordinates to kill anti-Japanese heroes, and at the critical moment of the national war of resistance, wouldn't this leave him no way to survive?
Fatty Wang burst into tears and knelt on the ground. He could only confess in full, hoping to be given a lighter punishment.
He told everything about Wang Laohu being the boss behind the scenes, including some of Wang Laohu's outrageous actions.
Killing people and dumping their bodies were common things. In those days, missing 180 people was like a joke. No one would call the police and they could only be treated as missing persons.
As for finding someone? Just kidding, who will find someone for you?
And even if there are kind people who are willing to find someone for you and track down the murderer, you still have to give them some travel expenses, right?
Therefore, those who were killed by King Tiger had no choice but to let it go.
The victims were both men and women.
Some of the men owe him money for smoking cigarettes. Some of them do it because their peers are robbing them of business. Some of them do it because of women.
Wang Laohu is lustful, eats well, and is as strong as an ox. He will lie to women when he sees them, and rob women if they cannot be deceived. He will kill the husbands of women if they have them, and he will not even spare the children of those who have children.
Therefore, such a scourge was allowed to live happily in Nanjing for thirteen years without anyone discovering it.
But does no one really know these things?
Both the superiors and the subordinates knew about it, but no one dared to say anything.
Who among the ordinary people below dares to file a complaint? The grass on the graves of those who file a complaint are one foot high.
The officials above turned a blind eye, so the bastard Wang Laohu got bigger and bigger, so much so that people in the four or five streets near Wang Laohu's home were frightened at the mention of Mr. Hu's name.
I have to pee all over my pants!
Bang!
At this moment, Zhao Beishan slammed the table angrily. He wished he could go to the interrogation room next door and snatch Wang Laohu out and cut him into pieces.
Old Abacus was also very angry, but at this moment, seeing Duanwu, his expression remained as usual. Old Abacus said in surprise: "Tuanzuo, aren't you angry at all?"
Duanwu smiled and said: "Why are you angry with a dead man? Listen to me, don't be angry, he won't live much longer, hahaha!..."