"We picked this up accidentally somewhere," Zhou Wensheng saw Song Qiao's changes, but he still pretended not to have discovered anything, and said to Song Qiao with a smile while holding up his badge. , "Because we, Officer Wang, were lucky enough to see Mr. Song's coneflower trophy and have a general understanding of the photography contest, so he is sure that this badge belongs to you, Mr. Song."
Zhou Wensheng said, stood up, handed the badge to Song Qiao, and said, "Mr. Song, please take a look to see if this badge is yours."
Zhou Wensheng's tone was as gentle as the lake on a summer evening, but Song Qiao felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
What Zhou Wensheng was holding in his hand was his lost Black Heart Coneflower badge!
But Song Qiao didn't want to mention anything about this badge no matter what.
Looking at the bloodless Song Qiao, Zhou Wensheng knew that what Wang Bin said was right——
This badge belongs to Song Qiao.
Zhou Wensheng returned to the interrogation table with his badge and took a sip of water calmly.
"It seems our Officer Wang is right. This is Mr. Song's lost badge." Zhou Wensheng put down his teacup and smiled, "Can Mr. Song please recall where this badge was lost?"
Song Qiao lowered his eyes, his whole body seemed to be electrocuted, and he couldn't help but tremble.
"This... how do I know this..." Song Qiao's mouth twitched unnaturally, and his eyes seemed to have nowhere to rest, looking around, and from time to time, they would pass by Zhou Wensheng's face as if unconsciously, secretly observing Zhou Wen Sheng's face.
"Think about it carefully." Zhou Wensheng chuckled and leaned back on the chair calmly.
"Officer Zhou, if I know where he is, then I can't call him missing..." Song Qiao tried his best to hide the panic in his eyes and smiled awkwardly.
"Yeah, that's right." Zhou Wensheng smiled and nodded, then winked at Wang Bin beside him.
Wang Bin turned his laptop screen to Song Qiao again and opened the second video.
In the video, a sneaky figure poked out of the stairwell, looked left and right to make sure there was no one nearby, and then slipped out of the stairwell against the wall.
The person in the video is wearing a light gray thin coat. On the chest of the coat, there is a golden badge.
Wang Bin paused the video and brought up the enlarged picture. The golden badge was the Black-Hearted Rudbeckia.
"That's not me!" Song Qiao suddenly shouted loudly.
"I didn't say the person in the video was Mr. Song. Why is Mr. Song so excited?" Zhou Wensheng said with a smile.
Seeing Song Qiao sitting on pins and needles, Zhou Wensheng slowly lit a match and lit the cigarette between his fingers. He raised his eyebrows casually and asked softly: "Did Mr. Song remember something?"
"This..." Song Qiao raised his neck and reluctantly wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand. He didn't know what to say for a while.
"Then I'll remind Mr. Song again." Zhou Wensheng squinted at Song Qiao and said slowly, "Emperor, Hao, Da, Xia."
The four words that were spoken one after another were like four thunders, which struck the Song Bridge like ashes, the body like chaff, and the liver and gallbladder were split.
"I don't know!" Song Qiao's hands tightly clasped the edge of the metal baffle in front of him, his body leaned forward, eyes wide open, and he screamed hysterically at Zhou Wensheng and Wang Bin.
"I don't know! I don't know anything!" His body was shaking violently, as if he had stepped on a switch.
"Sit down!" The policeman who had been standing behind Song Qiao pushed Song Qiao back into the chair.
"Song Qiao!" Zhou Wensheng's face instantly became so gloomy that he looked like he was about to drip.
"Let me tell you, we have already investigated clearly what you did! I'm just asking you now to give you a chance to confess! Don't be ungrateful!"
Song Qiao was stunned by Zhou Wensheng's scolding.
"Okay! Then you go and sue me! Accuse me of having sex with Liu Yan!" Song Qiao was stunned for less than two seconds, and then ran away arrogantly again, "She, Liu Yan, and all the so-called victims have admitted that she is not having sex, how can you guys What to do with me! Hahahaha..."
Seeing Song Qiao laughing almost maniacally, Zhou Wensheng wanted to rush up and punch him.
"Mr. Song rarely pays attention to legal provisions, right?" Wang Bin glanced at Zhou Wensheng's livid face and loudly interrupted Song Qiao's laughter.
"Ha, so what?" Song Qiao's smile froze on his face and he replied stiffly.
Although Song Qiao stiffened his neck, the panic in his eyes still could not escape Wang Bin's eyes.
"Although my photography is not as good as yours, I know the legal provisions better than you." Wang Bin sneered and met Song Qiao's eyes and spoke slowly, "According to the provisions of Article 236 of the Criminal Law, violence, Anyone who rapes a woman by coercion or other means shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years.”
"Furthermore, rape cases are public prosecution cases. The public security organs investigate the facts of the crime, and the procuratorate, as the public prosecution organ, makes accusations. Even if the victim does not prosecute, you can still be convicted!"
Wang Bin's words caused Song Qiao to panic again.
"Impossible, impossible!" Song Qiao stared at Wang Bin with red eyes, "You can't find any evidence! You can't find anything!"
Looking at Song Qiao who was already in a crazy state in front of him, Zhou Wensheng knew that there was no need to continue.
He signaled Wang Bin to end the interrogation and ordered the police behind Song Qiao to take him down and send him to the detention room for temporary custody.
"Wang Bin, go see who else is at the forensic department and ask them to collect Song Qiao's fingerprints and DNA to compare all the clues we have now!" Zhou Wensheng stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray. , gritted his teeth and said, "I have to catch his tail!"
"Boss, how about we wait for that kid to calm down before we add more fire?" Wang Bin asked as he stopped collecting the information.
"No," Zhou Wensheng rubbed his face and thought for a moment. "You can tell the people at the forensic department later to compare the fingerprints as soon as possible after getting them, giving priority to the fingerprints extracted from the sheet and tape. As long as there is one Once he was matched, he asked the brothers in the detention room to send him to the detention center overnight, and told Lao Luo of the detention center that he was a prisoner and asked him to look at the arrangements."
Zhou Wensheng's voice, neither loud nor quiet, came from the door of the interrogation room and fell clearly on Song Qiao's ears.
Song Qiao felt his whole body tremble and his legs lost consciousness.
"What about us?" Wang Bin couldn't help but swallowed after hearing Zhou Wensheng's arrangement.
"Go home, take a shower, and go to bed!" Zhou Wensheng rubbed his face and said, "Get a good night's sleep. Believe me, there will definitely be a surprise tomorrow morning!"
"yes!"
"What kind of short-lived public defecation is this!" As soon as Wang Bin's voice fell, the angry voice of the cleaning lady came from the corridor.
"Go and have a look." Zhou Wensheng and Wang Bin looked at each other and walked out of the interrogation room. They saw a long light yellow water trail in the middle of the empty corridor, and a leather shoe that fell on the ground not far away.
…………
“How many layers of the pagoda are broken, whose soul is broken?
In pain, I went straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp collapsed..."
It was just dawn when Zhou Wensheng was woken up by his cell phone.
He squinted his sleepy eyes and grabbed the phone and pressed answer.
"Hello……"
"Brother! I'm going to die!!!! Ahhhhh!!!! Don't come here!!!!!!"
Wang Bin's heart-rending screams came from the receiver.
