Rural Dad

Through the glass window of the interrogation room, Zhao Han saw the perpetrator who claimed to have hit Yang Ao with his car.

He was only about 27 or 28 years old, thin, with a neat short flat head, but his mental state was very bad.

"Please turn off the surveillance." Zhao Han said.

"This..." Officer Zheng looked at Chen Hao.

He turned and left after seeing Chen Hao nod.

A moment later, the camera in the corner of the interrogation room that was originally flashing red stopped working.

Zhao Han pushed the door open and walked in.

Everyone else stood outside without moving.

The driver, who had been looking down in a daze, raised his head after hearing the sound of the door opening, and just met Zhao Han's sight.

It was this brief eye contact, but the driver seemed to be pricked by a needle and quickly looked away.

"You know me." Zhao Han said lightly.

The tone was not an inquiry, but a statement.

The driver nodded and said, "I know him. I'm really sorry. It was because I was driving tired..."

"It's not you." Zhao Han interrupted him.

The driver pursed his lips and said nothing.

He didn't dare to look up at Zhao Han, because Zhao Han's eyes made him feel guilty and afraid.

Zhao Han slowly pulled the chair away and sat down opposite him: "I can see that you have been a soldier."

As an officer, Zhao Han could easily tell from the details that the other party was also a soldier.

Many veterans will become security guards or drivers after their conscripted service.

"Well, I can't compare to you. I'm just an ordinary car soldier." The driver admitted this.

"Bang!"

Zhao Han, who was originally gentle and amiable, suddenly slammed the table and pointed at the driver and shouted: "The army taught you to take the blame for others and help criminals escape punishment? Are you worthy of the "House of Honor" hanging on your door! Do you think it's glorious!"

"I..." Soldiers are naturally weaker than officers psychologically, not to mention that he was already guilty, so the driver was sweating profusely.

Zhao Han supported the interrogation table with both hands, leaned forward slightly, looked down at him with a stern and cold look, and said with great pressure: "I'll give you a chance to tell the truth."

"It was me, it was really me, I hit him with my car, it was me!" The driver closed his eyes and yelled hysterically, still refusing to admit it.

Zhao Han grabbed his hair and lifted his face to face him: "It seems that you are determined to work for a criminal?"

"No! Mr. Wu is not! Mr. Wu is very good, Mr. Wu is an entrepreneur! A great philanthropist!" The driver glared and almost subconsciously refuted Zhao Han's words.

Zhao Han understood in his heart that it seemed that this guy was just a driver, not Wu Qilong's confidant.

This made him feel better.

After all, if a retired soldier of Xia Country really worked as a running dog for criminals and did evil.

Zhao Han would also feel very uncomfortable.

"I guarantee with my military personality that Wu Qilong is definitely not a good person. No matter how glamorous his identity is, it can't cover up the bloody smell on his body!"

"Since you don't know his true face, you are obviously not his confidant. It's nothing more than money to take the blame for him. I can give you as much money as you need. Now can you tell the truth?"

After guessing that the driver was just helping Wu Qilong take the blame for the benefit, Zhao Han felt a lot more relieved.

Because Wu Qilong can buy him with benefits.

Then Zhao Han can also satisfy him in this regard.

And he has more advantages, because he was also a soldier, and the driver has a stronger sense of identity with him.

The difference in military rank will also make the driver reflexively have a certain sense of obedience to him.

The driver's face was uncertain and he was very entangled.

Zhao Han continued to put pressure on him: "I said Wu Qilong is not a good person. Don't forget the oath you took in front of the national flag when you were awarded the rank. You are a soldier!"

"I... my mother has cancer and needs 800,000 yuan for surgery." The driver buried his head on the table.

It seems that he is ashamed of himself for taking the blame for money, and it seems to be justifying his behavior.

Zhao Han sighed: "I will arrange your mother's surgery. I am an officer, and officers are responsible for soldiers, although... you are not a soldier led by me."

At the same time, he had an idea in his mind and was going to set up another foundation to help veterans.

Help veterans with family difficulties so that they will not go astray for various reasons.

After all, these veterans all have special skills. If they really go astray, the harm they bring to society will be greater than that of ordinary criminals.

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Zhao..." The driver suddenly raised his head, choking and unable to speak.

Men don't shed tears easily, but they just don't cry until they are sad.

Zhao Han sat down: "Then private comrade, now you can tell meDid you know the truth of the matter?"

"Yes!" The driver sat up straight instantly.

Then he said slowly: "The SUV is in the name of Mr. Wu, but it was not Mr. Wu who was in the car this morning, but Mr. Wu's only son Wu Lie."

"But the surveillance cameras along the way only showed that you were the only one in the car." Zhao Han said with some doubts.

The driver pursed his lips: "Wu Lie has... a habit of taking drugs. He took too much last night, so he was lying in the back seat and sleeping, so the surveillance camera didn't capture it."

"After arriving in Taiping County, Wu Lie woke up, but he was still in a state of drifting. He insisted on driving. I didn't dare to offend him, so I gave him the driving seat."

"As a result, he stepped on the accelerator as soon as he got in the car and rushed over and hit someone..."

"He was unconscious, and he ran away in panic after hitting someone? "Zhao Han replied.

The driver shook his head: "No, he... didn't panic, but laughed like a madman, drove the car to the wild, and asked me to take the blame for him. He called Mr. Wu again..."

"The rest was arranged by Mr. Wu."

The driver had already lowered his head in shame, because he covered up Wu Lie's two crimes of taking drugs and hitting people.

Zhao Han was furious after hearing this. From the driver's description, Wu Lie was deliberately killing people!

He took drugs and took advantage of the power to find excitement!

And Wu Qilong's finishing method can be described as clean, neat and professional. He didn't let the police find any clues, and all the evidence was fixed on the driver.

In this case, if Wu Lie hadn't taken the initiative to confess, or the driver had taken the initiative to confess.

The final result is that Wu Lie is at large.

"Where is Wu Lie?" Zhao Han asked.

The driver said: "He should be hiding in his hometown in Fucheng, but I don't know where exactly. "

"Tell the police what you just said again." Zhao Han said, and stood up and walked out.

The driver hesitated: "My mother..."

"I said I would help you arrange it, but you are suspected of perjury and harboring criminals, so I'm afraid you won't be able to get out in a short time." Zhao Han paused.

The driver shouted excitedly: "Thank you, thank you Mr. Zhao, I made a mistake, and I deserve to be in jail. As long as my mother can have surgery, it's fine."

Zhao Han left the interrogation room without looking back.