My wife, Amei, looked at Ah Liang with tears in her eyes, her passbook and keys in her hands clenched together:
"Why did it suddenly become like this? Why did it happen? What happened?!"
"Don't ask, it's too late."
Ah Liang pretended to smile casually, shrugged and helped Amei wipe the tears on her face:
"Take care of your family, take care of yourself, take care of your children, don't worry about anything, don't ask, if someone asks you just don't know, it's not clear, it has nothing to do with you."
He lowered his head and kissed Amei deeply on her forehead, emphasizing: "I have done so much just for you and the child, so you must not ask and accept the reality."
"Remember?!"
"Um!"
Amei choked and nodded, unusually hard.
"Daddy, Mommy."
The daughter walked out of the study, looked at Amei with tears in her eyes, looked at A Liang again, and said in a sweet voice: "Daddy, are you bullying mommy? No, you can't mess with mommy.
Get angry."
"Of course not."
A Liang leaned down and hugged his daughter, raised his hand and pinched her daughter's cheek: "You must love Mommy well from now on, listen to Mommy's words, and don't make her sad, you know."
"Um."
The daughter nodded vigorously.
"Okay, let's continue doing our homework."
A Liang smiled and rubbed his forehead on his daughter's face affectionately: "Okay, let's go. We won't stop Mommy from making delicious food."
"Hahaha"
The daughter leaned back to avoid it and laughed happily: "No, daddy's beard is irritating, haha..."
"Humph, then I need to prick it again."
A Liang hugged his daughter and left.
"Hmm"
Amei covered her mouth and sobbed softly. It took a while before she could control her emotions and start cooking.
soon.
The daughter's homework was finished. The homework was filled with crooked fonts. She showed it to Ah Mei and shook the homework with her chubby little hands:
"Look, Mommy, I'm done."
"good."
Amei touched her daughter's head affectionately, put the food on the table and then hung up the phone and went out to call her son who was playing at a classmate's house.
The son's place was very noisy, and it sounded like there were a lot of people there. When Amei asked him to come back, of course his son would not come back, so he just hung up the phone without saying a few words.
"well."
Amei held the hung up phone and stood there with a helpless sigh, looking at her husband A-Liang longingly.
"alright."
Ah Liang pressed Amei's arm with both hands and brought her to the dining table to sit down: "Then let's talk about it next time. It's not a big problem."
He took out a bottle of wine from the cupboard and poured it on. Amei, who never drank, picked up a cup and poured it on herself, drinking with A Liang.
The atmosphere of this meal was very depressing, but the naive daughter was very happy because she hadn't eaten with A Liang for a long time. At this time, her father was still out and came home very late.
soon.
After dinner, Amei cleared the dining table and kept the house tidy. After giving her daughter a bath, she watched TV in the hall for a while. The sleepy daughter clamored for her mother to sleep with her.
A Liang was the only one left in the hall, sitting alone in front of the TV as if he was dull. He opened the window, lit a cigarette and smoked silently.
At this time, A Liang finally understood why Cai Yuanqi chose him.
Aside from the fact that she had been with him for so many years and was the perfect person to blame him for, the reason why Cai Yuanqi chose her was that she was convinced without spending too much words.
That's because Cai Yuanqi knows that his family is harmonious, he has a harmonious relationship with his wife, and he is very considerate of his family. He allows himself to take the blame. He will not resist, nor does he dare to resist. He can only accept the reality.
For the sake of my wife and children, I can only accept it. There is no other choice. There are always taboos for people who take care of their families.
At this time, he suddenly understood why Lao Xiang betrayed them and surrendered to Ji Bu. Didn't what happened to Lao Xiang also revolve around Lao Xiang's wife?
Whether it's Cai Yuanqi or Ji Bu, both of them are using this trick.
"call"
A Liang blew out the smoke and sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling above his head, the cigarette in his hand burning.
Don't know when.
The door suddenly opened, and the son who was playing outside came back with a cigarette in his mouth and the smell of alcohol. He was startled when he saw A Liang sitting on the sofa:
"What are you doing? Sitting here is scary."
He stretched out his hand towards A Liang: "Do you have any money? Give me some. I don't have enough money to go out and play."
"oh."
A Liang responded, staring at his son up and down for a long time, then took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket, tapped his fingers, picked out five big gold bulls and handed them to his son:
"Is that enough?!"
"ah"
The son was stunned again. His father was very unusual today. Instead of scolding him like before, he gave him money very readily, and so much. If he usually wouldn't give himself so much money to go out and play around,
I didn't react for a while and was stunned on the spot.
"not enough?"
A Liang looked at his son who didn't take the money. He clicked out five more bills with his fingers. After looking at his son, he simply gave him all the bills in his hand.
I hold twenty thousand yuan in my hand, it's thick.
A Liang waved his hand: "Let's go play."
The son looked at his father who was acting unusually today, without saying anything else. He stuffed the banknotes into his pocket and turned around and went out. A man and two women were waiting outside the door, and then they left. Their voices could be heard in the corridor:
"I'm going to give you 20,000 yuan. I don't know why you gave me 20,000 yuan today. Now that you have money, we can have fun tonight. It's so cool."
"well"
A Liang sighed heavily, as if he had suddenly become much older. He turned off the lights and sat in the hall, silent.
9pm.
Interrogation room of Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Ji Bu picked up a cup of coffee and pushed it towards Lao Xiang: "You have told us so much, are you thirsty? Drink some coffee to refresh yourself."
"You're welcome."
Lao Xiang chuckled lightly, took a sip of coffee, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ji Bu standing opposite:
"I've told you everything you want to know. If there's anything else you need to cooperate with, just ask. I'll tell you everything I know."
"That's it, it's not enough."
Ji Bu shook his head and looked at the thick pages of detailed confessions recorded in front of him: "What you said are just one-sided accusations. You are accusing Cai Yuanqi, but these alone are definitely not enough."
He raised his hand and flipped through the pages of the confession record: "You haven't shown any sincerity. For example, you know who is working for Cai Yuanqi and come up with something useful to us."
Talking room.
He took out a piece of paper, spread it out and pushed it in front of Lao Xiang: "Of these eight people, do you know which ones are unclean? You must have evidence in your hand, and you must all have contacts, right?"
"Accusing them and bringing out evidence will not embarrass you, right?!"
"hiss"
When Lao Xiang heard this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and looked at Ji Bu in disbelief: "Haven't you already investigated these eight people clearly? They have all disappeared for so long."
"hehe."
Ji Bu smiled and said nothing, tapping his finger on the table: "The idea is rather hard, please bring out something to help me prove it."
Of course he would not tell Lao Xiang that the eight missing people were still staying in the resort. There was no evidence in his hand. It was all up to Lao Xiang to tell the truth.
"Sir Song."
Ji Bu turned to look at Song Zijie who was sitting beside him: "Next, I'll trouble you to check with Lao Xiang. I have something else to do and I'll leave first. It's up to you."
Finished.
He looked at Lao Xiang again, smiled and stepped away. Lao Xiang muttered, shrugged and said nothing more.
Next comes the confessional round.
Among the eight people who were placed under "house arrest" at the resort by Senior Superintendent Wu Xianming, six of them had direct relationships with Cai Yuanqi. Over the years, under Cai Yuanqi's accusations, Lao Xiang had frequently interacted with them.
Song Zijie spent nearly two hours finally sorting out the shocking information that Lao Xiang had revealed.
"3Q Sir!"
Song Zijie shook the information in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: "With what you said, I think the five of them are enough for a pot, two superintendents, tsk tsk."
"I don't care."
With an indifferent expression on his face, Lao Xiang calmly spread his hands, picked up the cigarette on the table and lit it: "As long as you do what you promised me, and keep them safe."
The other side.
Ji Bu led his men to another interrogation room, where the person responsible for sniping Lao Xiang's wife Azhen's son during the day was imprisoned.
From the time these three people were arrested in the morning until now, no matter how they are interrogated, the three people have not said a word, adhering to the principle of not knowing and not being clear, and not letting in salt or salt.
The police officer asked: "Who ordered you to do this?!"
"No one asked me to do it. I did it myself. I saw that they were unhappy, so I just wanted to kill them. It's that simple."
"Fight on the street!"
The police officer slapped his hand on the table, pointed at him, stood up and scolded: "I tell you, it will not do you any good if you keep hiding it like this."
"Oh."
The other party just snorted contemptuously and dismissed it. They had seen this kind of routine many years ago, so it didn't scare them.
Just then.
Ji Bu pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked in. He raised his hand and patted the police officer on the shoulder to signal him not to get excited.
"Ji Sheng."
The police officer looked at Ji Bu who walked in, said hello quickly, and complained helplessly: "I can't ask anything, I can't ask anything."
Now Ji Bu is a professional foreign aid invited by Superintendent Mo, and everyone knows him.
"I'll do it, thank you for your hard work."
Ji Bu nodded to show that he understood. He stretched out his hand to pull out the stool and sat down in front of the interrogation room table. He folded his fingers together and looked up and down at the middle-aged man opposite him.
The middle-aged man looked at Ji Bu, noticed his eyes, and looked away without looking at him.
"Thank you for a cup of coffee."
Ji Bu chuckled, raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and gave instructions to the police officers inside:
"In addition, in this morning's attack, weren't three people arrested in total? In addition to him, the other two people were also brought in."
"ah?"
The police officer was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Ji Bu and asked subconsciously: "Bring the other two people in too? Isn't that right?!"
It should be said that during interrogation, the interrogation must be conducted alone, and the prisoners must not be allowed to meet each other. Otherwise, it will be very easy to collude in confession. But Ji Bu made such a low-level mistake?!
"Bring people in."
Ji Bu looked at the police officer with a smile and repeated.
"All right."
Seeing Ji Bu's resolute attitude, the police officer squirmed his mouth twice and then said nothing.
"Is that okay?"
A police officer muttered in a low voice: "If you gather all the prisoners together, they will definitely not talk about it."
"How do I know."
The police officer accompanying him looked speechless and shrugged: "Whatever, Ji Bu is now Superintendent Mo's favorite, and he was appointed to assist."
"Just leave it to Ji Bu to operate it. If something goes wrong later, he can take over the responsibility."
If they can't find out no matter how hard they try, then Ji Bu will come. If they can't find out by then, the responsibility won't be on them.
However, in order to be reasonable and compliant, the two reported the matter to Superintendent Mo and asked for his advice.
"Just do what Ji Bu wants."
Superintendent Mo thought for a while and couldn't figure out why Ji Bu did this. He couldn't understand it either, but if he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it. Ji Bu wouldn't do anything random.
He also became interested at this moment, so he simply ran to the main control room, put on headphones, stared at the CCTV picture in front of him, and listened. He wanted to see how the trial would be conducted.
It didn't take long.
The door to the interrogation room opened again, and the other two arrested people were brought in.
After the other two people came in, the three of them gathered together and immediately looked at each other, and they all saw confusion and confusion in each other's expressions.
"coffee."
The police officer handed the coffee to Ji Bu and gestured with his lips: "Everyone has been brought in. Ji Bu, please come and interrogate him."
"Thanks."
Ji Bu nodded, took a sip of coffee, and then looked at the three people sitting opposite:
"Tell me, who ordered you to do this?! Explain clearly."
"Oh."
As expected, the three of them looked at Ji Bu and sneered, but no one answered.
"Okay, since you don't want to talk about it, let's just take it slow and endure it without even sleeping."
Ji Bu then picked up the case records beside him and started writing in the notebook. The interrogation room suddenly fell into silence.
The three suspects looked at each other. They didn't understand what Ji Bu wanted to do, but they were not worried. They were all standing on the same line, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
"Forehead"
Superintendent Mo looked at the quiet interrogation room and couldn't help but take off the headphones he was wearing. He stared at the CCTV picture and fell silent again.
What is Ji Bu doing?!
In the blink of an eye.
Five minutes have passed.
Ji Bu stopped, closed the pen, and admired the thin gold calligraphy he had written on the A4 paper. He nodded with satisfaction, and then his eyes fell on the three people sitting opposite.
His eyes flashed across the three of them, then he raised his hand and nodded: "Take them away."