Police Chen Shu

As the forensic doctor Old Tang appeared, Chen Chuan, Zhu Yiba, Huang Mao and others followed behind and walked over with the suspect Zheng Amei who looked anxious.

Chen Shu, who originally had some questions, immediately stopped talking. No matter how worried he was now, he couldn't show his timidity in front of the criminal suspect.

Here, Old Tang saw Chen Shu's concerns and explained softly: "Our place is chaotic, there are many cases, and the police force is lacking. Sometimes when we are too busy, we will keep everything simple in management. Don't worry, I will always be here with you.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Then Old Tang waved his hand to indicate that the interrogation could begin. Then he stood on the edge of the high platform and signed a record book to complete a series of interrogation procedures.

Huang Mao bent down and turned on the computer. He sat there and waited for the computer to start up. Then he waited for the system to enter the desktop and started to open the intranet and recording system one by one. He hung his hands above the keyboard as if typing.

Chen Shufang was standing there, and people who didn't know it thought he was the police officer in charge of the case.

To be honest, he was completely unsure of what Old Tang was thinking. The only thing he was sure of was that all the forensic doctors in the world were the same, weird.

Whether it is Donghai Province in the east of China or the southwest border thousands of miles away, men, women, old and young all have the same temper.

At this moment, Zhu Li's tall and graceful figure suddenly broke into Chen Shu's mind, and even the smell of her usual perfume came out and filled the air slightly.

However, her eyes are clean and indifferent, paired with the standard forensic sneer hanging on the corner of her mouth, which really makes people feel sexy.

As I thought about it, Zhu Li's beautiful face couldn't help but overlap with Old Tang's smiling face like a dead tree carved with traces of time.

hiss!

Chen Shu shook his head violently and cursed himself as a bastard, he shouldn't be distracted at this time.

In the past few days, I have been thinking about women every day. A few days ago, it was Zhang Yang, and now Zhu Li pops up, and finally a smiling Tang Forensic Doctor pops up, who doesn't know what to do.

There was a sudden flash in my heart, and I didn't know how Zhang Yang was doing.

I can't say I'm worried, but I just have a subtle intuition, or an illusion?

After taking a deep breath to calm down, Chen Shu returned his attention to the reality of the interrogation room. He did not rush to get to the point, but chatted casually with Zheng Amei, slowly easing the other party's nervousness.

Zheng Amei, who was sitting on the tiger bench, held the corners of her clothes with both hands and looked around frequently.

Her eyes were full of uneasiness, and when she accidentally made eye contact with Chen Shu, she would always quickly look away.

Despite the dim light, Zheng Amei's face still looked very pale. Her movements were clumsy and slow. She was squeaky when answering questions, and she looked terribly nervous.

Through chatting, Chen Shu learned about Zheng Amei’s basic situation.

Divorced in his early years, he and his son came to the provincial capital from their hometown to seek life alone.

A salary of about three thousand a month is not a lot, but it is enough for a rural woman who lives and eats in a hotel and is accustomed to saving money and has little consumption.

After chatting for a while, Chen Shu pointed to a circle of soft packaging repairs in the interrogation room and asked: "Zheng Amei, do you know why we brought you here?"

Zheng Amei glanced at the police officer sitting in the upper position with some fear, then immediately lowered her head and said, "It's about the girl who died in our hotel."

"Raise your head." Chen Shu said calmly, followed by a long silence.

In the quiet and mysterious atmosphere, Zheng Amei raised her head hesitantly, and what she saw was the police officer's direct gaze.

Just when she was about to lower her head again, Chen Shu shouted loudly: "Zheng Amei! Lift your head!"

Zheng Amei was startled, trembling all over, and looked at the police officer who had been kind and gentle since he entered the door with frightened eyes.

At the beginning, this police officer also lived in the hotel where she worked. Every time she went out, she happened to bump into Zheng Amei who was cleaning in the corridor. The police officer always greeted her very politely.

Never put on airs with guests.

Chen Shu looked directly into Zheng Amei's trembling eyes and said seriously: "We have evidence that you are suspected of a murder case."

After a pause, Chen Shu realized that the other party did not know the meaning of murder, and added: "Yes, murder."

Zheng Amei shook violently, as if she had been slapped.

Tears suddenly overflowed from her eyes, which were full of fear, and she begged for mercy: "Officer, I really don't know, I really don't know anything."

Chen Shu took out a rope from under the table, walked over and placed it in front of Zheng Amei, and asked, "Do you recognize this rope?"

Zheng Amei took a look, nodded, looking a little restless, and said weakly: "It's the rope the girl used to hang herself."

Chen Shu suddenly pointed at Zheng Amei and bluffed loudly: "You used this rope to kill that girl!"

This time, Zheng Amei was so shocked that she trembled all over again and her face turned pale.

If she hadn't been sitting on a tiger bench nailed directly to the ground and replaced it with another ordinary chair, she would have overturned it at this moment.

Zheng Amei waved her hands repeatedly, crying and shaking her head: "I didn't kill anyone. I didn't kill anyone. I really didn't kill the person. I don't know anything. I don't know this girl at all! How could she kill someone!"

"I watched TV in the dormitory that night, Sister Zhang! Yes, Sister Zhang and I watched TV together, and we didn't go anywhere!"

Yo, this is bringing out all the alibi.

It seems that when I was resting in the dormitory, I spent a lot of time thinking and thinking.

Chen Shu didn't plan to go to the so-called Sister Zhang for verification, nor did he need to call the video surveillance along the hotel dormitory. He was absolutely sure that Zheng Amei was not at the scene.

Because there is a second person!

That is the person who forged the shoe prints of big feet wearing small shoes!

Chen Shu doesn't have extra time to dig out the person hiding behind the scenes. At present, the most economical way is to let Zheng Amei take the initiative to confess.

Next, no matter Chen Shu used various interrogation techniques, Zheng Amei killed herself without killing anyone, and knew nothing.

However, Zheng Amei's performance was very poor. It was obvious at a glance that she must have a great relationship with this murder case, but now she was holding on with her usual fear.

Chen Shu thought about what kind of person he was that would make a woman like Zheng Amei, who came out to work in the countryside, refuse to let go.

According to his experience in handling cases, women who have never seen a police officer for most of their lives will usually vomit out everything after being slightly frightened by the big hat.

But at this time, Zheng Amei was obviously frightened. Although her shaking body showed her extreme fear, she still gritted her teeth and did not say another word.

Zheng Amei's silence became her last line of defense.

Chen Shu was a little helpless. Not to mention figuring out what Zheng Amei did within six seconds after entering the room, even normal communication with the other party was at a deadlock.

However, this is normal for a murder trial.

The murderer will either confess directly and be too slow for half a minute; or he will have a protracted confrontation with the police. If he can have enough food and sleep, it can drag on until the world is destroyed.

There is no other reason, except that he who kills must pay with his life.

But the problem is, Zheng Amei was obviously not the one who committed the murder, so how could she resist so resolutely? It's a bit unbelievable.

Chen Shu was ready to put more pressure on the other party. He was going to go back to the office and investigate the people above him one by one based on Zheng Amei's call sheet.

No matter how bad it is, the trick will still be to deceive Zheng Amei’s mobile phone. The social software in it will definitely provide good guidance for solving the case.

At this time, Ma Rongcheng posted a text in the case handling group. The content was very simple. It was only a short sentence, but it was an extremely important clue.

"Zheng A-mei and the deceased have a common contact person. This person's name is Zheng Jie, and he is Zheng A-mei's son."

Attached below is a photo of a person named Zheng Jie.

No different from Chen Shu's previous speculation based on observing Zheng Amei's reaction, he was sure that the other party was definitely involved in the murder.

Now, this person named Zheng Jie has a solid basis for reality as the common relation between the deceased and Zheng Amei.

The girl who died in the hotel did not know her at all, as Zheng Amei said.

Chen Shu looked back at the forensic doctor Old Tang who was sitting on the interrogation table, looking up from the WeChat group on his mobile phone. When their eyes met, they knew that it was almost right that this matter fell on Zheng Amei.

Chen Shu finally understood Zheng Amei's extraordinary resistance.

That is, only a son can make his mother risk his life, or in other words, even sacrifice his life without a single complaint. (End of chapter)