Various suspicions surrounded Zhao Jinrui. As the most famous errand boy of the Criminal Investigation Department, Ye Lan was named again to bring people back to the police station.
Early the next morning.
The entrance of Yintai Middle School.
Ye Lan took a sip of the nine-tailed grass hanging from the corner of his mouth on the ground, flicked the grass clippings of different lengths on his clothes, and jumped out from the stone statue on the side.
He smiled and waved to Zhao Jinrui, who was walking out of the school gate.
Zhao Jinrui walked side by side with a fashionably dressed man, and the two talked and laughed.
In the blink of an eye, when she saw Ye Lan waving to her with broken steps, the smile on Zhao Jinrui's face slowly faded, and she unconsciously lifted the backpack on her right shoulder.
"Teacher Zhao, we meet again." Ye Lan smiled at the uncomfortable Zhao Jinrui.
The man next to her saw that the person coming was a young-looking young man, and the smile at the corner of his mouth faded. I found an excuse to leave beforehand, straightened my collar and left.
"What are you doing here?" Zhao Jinrui stared at Ye Lan with a dissatisfied tone.
Ye Lan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised that she changed her attitude from the day before yesterday, and the smile on her lips slowly retracted, "I'll bring you some good news that you're interested in knowing."
Zhao Jinrui was confused, his delicate brows furrowed slightly, and he was silent for a while and asked, "How long will it take?"
Ye Lan: "It depends on your cooperation. If you cooperate, it will be completed in ten minutes."
If you don’t cooperate, I won’t be able to tell.
Ye Lan didn't say anything else, but looked at Zhao Jinrui with a darker look.
"I'm in a hurry today, let's wait another day." Zhao Jinrui was obviously uncooperative and planned to take a detour to the other side.
"Your husband is dead." Ye Lan said behind her in a voice that could be heard by two people.
Rather than giving lengthy arguments, Ye Lan prefers to go straight to the point.
"Our police station has clearly obtained some evidence against you. Your husband had the closest relationship with you before his death. I suspect that you were the culprit who hired someone to kill your husband."
Zhao Jinrui's eyes widened in shock, and he turned to look at Ye Lan, checking back and forth to confirm the authenticity of his sentences.
"Get in the car, dear Ms. Zhao." Ye Lan's eyes were cold, and he looked at Zhao Jinrui with indifferent eyes.
Jinhai Police Station.
In the interrogation room.
Ye Lan bumped into Lu Kuoshan and Lin Yanjun, who had been waiting for a long time.
They nodded to each other and entered the interrogation room.
"Are you surprised or surprised?"
"Ms. Zhao, your husband was strangled to death three days ago, then hidden in the trunk and thrown under the banyan tree in an old community."
Ye Lan opened the skylight to talk, not bothering to talk to Zhao Jinrui about anything.
Zhao Jinrui looked shocked.
Ye Lan knocked on the table, his eyes searching with unknown meaning, "Are you happy?"
Zhao Jinrui lowered her head, her shoulders trembling, as if everything was too much for her to accept and unbelievable.
Lu Kuoshan: "Has your husband ever had any romantic relationships or emotional disputes with others?"
Zhao Jinrui raised his head slightly, frowned slightly, and shook his head in denial, "How is it possible? Lao Huo and I are childhood sweethearts. I know who he is, and he will definitely not do anything too extreme."
"Do you still remember that your husband behaved abnormally at that time?" Lu Kuoshan asked.
Zhao Jinrui thought for a while and shook his head.
Ye Lan took out his cell phone from his pocket, clicked on the photo album, opened one of the photos, pushed the phone to Zhao Jinrui's eyes, "Take it and take a look."
Zhao Jinrui was confused and hesitated, not daring to reach out and touch it, "What is this?"
Ye Lan's eyes were slightly cold, and just one fixed gaze sent chills down Zhao Jinrui's spine.
She hurriedly picked up her phone and looked at it. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Ye Lan who pursed her lips and said nothing.
"This... this..." Zhao Jinrui's pupils suddenly emptied, his mouth widened, and he was so frightened that he almost threw away his phone.
But a voice sounded the moment she let go, and her tone was as cold as bone-chilling, "Do you dare to throw one?"
Lu Kuoshan couldn't help but glance at Ye Lan who was listening.
"Think it over carefully. I don't want to waste your dating time, so just cooperate well. I don't like to talk too much. If you like it, just listen. If you don't like it, get out." Ye Lan changed his careless expression and looked at the hair on his lips with cold eyes. Trembling Zhao Jinrui.
"My husband is a businessman and has the habit of carrying cash." Zhao Jinrui glanced at Ye Lan in horror, wiped the wet corners of his eyes with his hand, and choked with sadness, "I remembered, I remembered."
"My husband has a gold chain hanging around his neck all year round. You...it's not in the photos you took."
"In addition, before going out, I checked his backpack and found that he was carrying 20,000 yuan in cash. Now all the money on him is gone."
Zhao Jinrui's words made everyone present capture a new message.
The murderer's motive was to steal money.
"The car used to dump the body is worth hundreds of thousands on the market, and the deceased was only wearing a pair of close-fitting shorts when he was found."
"If it's just to steal money, it's not logical at all."
"On the contrary, the deceased should stay in a relatively private room before death."
"He was attacked by a murderer while he was unsuspecting."
"But it was because Lao Huo's social relations were very chaotic during his lifetime."
His social relationships could not be determined through interviews.
"His wife Zhao Jinrui also insisted that there was no emotional involvement or grudge."
The investigation of the case reached a deadlock for a while.
"We can change the direction. The deceased's social relationships were chaotic, but daily call records and self-media usage records can query some of the deceased's daily activities during his lifetime."
Lin Xiaoqi took action immediately.
"Retrieve the deceased's call records during his lifetime."
"At 11 o'clock that night on October 21, he had two phone calls with the same person. What's even more coincidental is that the last phone call ended at 12:24 am."
Lu Kuoshan: "This is extremely close to what we speculated was the death of the deceased."
Lin Yanjun nodded, "Maybe this person can provide us with some useful clues."
Lin Xiaoqi listed the memorized information.
The owner is Huang Yiyang, male, 39 years old, and a migrant worker.
"I have been brothers with Lao Huo for many years. He is also a partner in the coal and prefabricated housing business."
"But other than that, he's not willing to reveal anything more."
The man in the camera looked nervous, sometimes in a trance, sometimes awake.
It seems abnormal.
"I did borrow 1.4 million yuan from Lao Huo many times. At that time, all the money was used for the cement of the house moving process not long ago. What's more, the two of us are staunch brothers and have a deep relationship. It cannot be measured in terms of money.”
Following Huang Yiyang's guidance, Lu Kuoshan found the cement dealer for the board house project.
It was confirmed that what Huang Yiyang said was true.
"They did buy 1.4 million worth of cement here."
Huang Yiyang's suspicion was gradually eliminated.
At this time, the police officer responsible for monitoring the city came back with news.
Lin Xiaoqi: "At around 9:30 pm on October 21, the deceased drove Huang Yiyang into the south direction of Biling, and the license plate at this time was deliberately blocked."
Ye Lan: "But the deceased clearly told Zhao Jinrui that night that he went to Biling to discuss the prefab house business. Why did he go in a completely different direction?"
"What's more important is that about two or two hours later, the vehicle with the number plate covered returned on its original route, but there was only one man left in the car?"
"How can someone disappear out of thin air when you know someone alive?"
However, due to the lighting problem, it was too dark late at night and it was impossible to identify whether it was Lao Huo or Huang Yiyang in the car.
"Maybe he is the flaw in this case." Lu Kuoshan said.
Ye Lan also nodded.
In January this year, Huang Yiyang took away 600,000 yuan in cash from Lao Huo. Now it is exactly 9 months later that it is time for him to pay back the debt.
Half a month before the incident, he robbed the deceased of NT$800,000 three times.
The total amount, one after the other, is 1.4 million in foreign debt.
At 7:34 the next morning.
Huang Yiyang, who was about to go out, was blocked by Lu Kuoshan.
"Who are you?" Huang Yiyang frowned, his expression warm and angry.
"Deputy Team Lu Kuoshan of Jinhai Police Station." Lu Kuoshan directly showed his ID card and escorted the person into the car without saying a word.
Huang Yiyang, who was approached by the police again, finally spoke tremblingly.
"I also reminded Lao Huo at that time, asking him to be cautious and ask for an IOU from the other party, otherwise he would not be able to explain clearly and lose all his money."
"...But, he was rejected by Lao Huo."
Connected with Lao Huo's death, Huang Yiyang, as a good brother and business partner, cannot escape the relationship.
In the end, no matter how he asked, Huang Yiyang's expression and state remained the same as before.
I don't want to reveal any information.
He kept saying, "I'm not a murderer."
