Hua Zhang stood beside him and said, "You mean, this person really uses this kind of behavior to cover up his real emotions?"
Fan Keqin nodded and said: "Yes! Our military commander's current reputation is not very good. It's normal for a spy. But how can the deputy director of the attendant's office not know the stakes? If he has no problem himself, we are investigating He came to him to inquire, not to ask him to do something. So where does his arrogance come from? To cover up the cowardice in his heart? Or is he really covering up some of his own problems. This is all possible. "
Following Fan Keqin, he looked through the observation mirror at Song Huaixin, who was smoking with his legs crossed inside. He smiled and said, "This guy is a bit interesting."
Fan Keqin did not let Ma Chaoqun turn on the microphone and ask questions immediately. Instead, he quietly observed Song Huaixin smoking a cigarette. He smoked faster than ordinary people. After putting it down in one sip, it didn't take long for him to spit out the smoke. The next bite was followed by another stare. The opponent crossed his legs and occasionally tipped his toes, but soon stopped. Sometimes, while taking a puff of a cigarette, he would deliberately glance at the observation mirror. When he looked away, he would turn it up slightly and blink.
When he saw Song Huaixin, he blew out a puff of smoke again, left the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it with his foot, and twisted it back and forth twice. Fan Keqin raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Let's get started."
After Ma Chaoqun heard this, he reached out and turned on the recorder that had already been replaced with a new tape, and then turned on the microphone. The loudspeaker in the interrogation room hissed twice again due to the electromagnetic pulse. Song Huaixin shrank his head slightly, but then he pursed his lips hard, and the corners of his mouth stretched downward on both sides. He squinted his eyes, but looked at the ceiling without moving his head.
Seeing this, Fan Keqin became more and more certain of his judgment. When the electric horn turned on and hissed, he shrank his head slightly. At this moment, he was obviously frightened, but then he made a disdainful and slightly ferocious expression. This was a typical cover-up. He didn't want others to see him being frightened.
In fact, after being trained by Fan Keqin, Hua Zhang could tell that something was wrong, so he started recording a few things. Ma Chaoqun continued to say in a very normal tone: "Hello, Director Song, I will now question you about the leak case on December 30. First of all, thank you for your cooperation."
Having said this, Ma Chaoqun paused, and then continued: "Please answer the following questions as soon as possible..."
Before Song Huaixin could finish speaking, the right corner of his mouth was pulled up by muscles, and he interrupted: "Why don't I answer as soon as possible?"
Fan Keqin covered the microphone with his hand and whispered quickly: "Ignore him and continue to finish what he said. Every time he interrupts, just say the sentence again from the beginning until it is complete."
After Ma Chaoqun heard this, he still said in the same tone as before: "Please answer the following questions as soon as possible..."
Song Huaixin laughed out loud and immediately interrupted again, saying: "I'm asking you a question. Does your military commander do this trick?"
Ma Chaoqun ignored him. After he finished speaking, he acted like a repeater and said again: "Please answer the following questions as soon as possible."
This time Song Huaixin did not interrupt, his eyes were half open and half closed, with a slight disdainful smile on his face, as if he was talking to himself, with a little ridicule, but his voice was neither loud nor soft: "I Grass is still a stubborn species!"
When Ma Chaoqun saw this, he didn't know if it was an interruption, but when he saw Fan Keqin making a continue gesture, he suddenly felt at ease and started to ask: "Director Song, what is your father's name?"
When Song Huaixin heard this question, his half-closed eyes immediately stared. He also took off Erlang's legs, leaned forward slightly, and said: "What's the matter? I'm really giving your military commander a nod, isn't it? Where is your director?" Where is Sun Guoxin? Let him come over and see if he dares to ask me what my father's name is. Damn!"
Ma Chaoqun saw that he didn't answer at all, so he didn't know what to do. However, Fan Keqin's smile became even stronger. After covering the microphone, he whispered: "No matter how he answers, this time I will ask questions in order."
Ma Chaoqun nodded to express his understanding, and then asked: "Director Song, what is your mother's name?"
After hearing this, Song Huaixin was startled, then sneered again, laughed, and said: "I'm just saying that you people like to play tricks on you. The leak case is the leak case. I have given you enough face to follow you. , this shows that I am cooperative, but look at you? From the beginning to now, have you ever asked a real question? Have you said anything related to the leak case? After asking my father, and Ask my mother, do the old couple have anything to do with this case? Come on, come on, please explain this to me first."
Ma Chaoqun saw that Fan Keqin didn't express anything, so he ignored him. After he finished speaking, he asked: "Director Song, what is your brother's name?"
Song Huaixin was a little anxious this time. He stood up from the stool and came directly to the observation mirror and said: "Are you sick? Are you sick? Ah? You can't understand what I'm saying, can you? You can't understand. ,right?"
Ma Chaoqun waited for him to finish and then asked, "What is your sister-in-law's name?"
Song Huaixin laughed as if he was angry, returned to the chair, sat down, showed a half-hearted smile, and said: "My father's name is Song Jiaru."
Before Ma Chaoqun could ask further questions, Fan Keqin immediately waved his hand, covered the microphone again, and said: "Skip to the ninth question." After that, he began to observe Song Huaixin carefully again.
Upon hearing this, Ma Chaoqun looked down and asked, "Director Song, please tell me about your schedule on the 28th and 29th of last month."
When Song Huaixin heard this, he frowned and said, "I'm sick! I asked you this earlier. Isn't it better soon?" After saying this, he looked up, as if thinking about it, and replied: "On the 28th, I went to work normally. , the specific work content is not disclosed. You can go to the attendant's room and ask others if I am there. The same goes for the 29th. My schedule is very simple. Just ask, many people can testify for me. "
When it came to specific questions, Ma Chaoqun didn't need Fan Keqin's signal. After all, they were all experts, so he asked: "What about lunch? What about after get off work in the evening?"
When Song Huaixin heard this, he still pursed his lips, as if thinking about it, and replied: "At lunchtime..."
