Chapter 552 Interrogation

Knocking on the door of the captain's office, Nie Chaofan returned to his usual calm style.

"Old Nie, how's the case going?" The captain raised his head from behind his desk and asked expectantly.

Nie Chaofan walked over and stood on the opposite side, putting the information on the desk and pushing it to the other party: "With some clues, we have currently identified two suspects, both of whom are from the same hometown of the deceased. The deceased came to Dongzhou on their truck before he was alive."

The captain raised his eyebrows and also thought of the extremely high probability that an acquaintance of Gong Quan's case would commit the crime.

"Tell me about it." The captain glanced at the information without moving, put out the cigarette butt in his hand, took out another cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, waiting for Nie Chaofan's report.

Nie Chaofan recounted the findings of the day.

The captain's expression was calm and he did not continue to discuss the case: "Your captain happened to be on annual leave this time, so I won't ask him to come back. Well, it's up to you to handle this case by yourself, isn't it difficult?"

Nie Chaofan opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the captain raised his hand to stop him.

"Old Nie, you are not young anymore. I know what you are thinking. It is indeed not easy to survive all these years. Hey, I sound impressive as the captain, but I can't get you a deputy. ”

The captain felt a little melancholy, and Nie Chaofan remained silent.

The young director who was parachuted in this time was extremely powerful. On the first day he took office, he froze the overall personnel. Immediately afterwards, the personnel transfer in the bureau was placed in his own hands. Even the local deputy bureau, who in the past could gain some respect in front of the various directors, could only make suggestions now.

The captain waved away the smoke in front of his eyes: "Hey, let's not talk about this. Old Nie, you will be in charge of this murder case. I will help you to block the other deputy captains under my name. Hmm. , you can write the merit report materials yourself, and I’ll hand them over to you. If you don’t give me second-class merit, I’ll go out and fight for you!”

Nie Chaofan, who was over forty years old, stared at the captain in front of him who was about to retire soon, but kept saying "Old Nie" and followed the other young police officers in the team who also addressed him with the same respect. His chest felt warm. He bent down and was about to express his stance, but was stopped again. The other party stopped him.

The captain said with a smile: "Just go ahead and do it. If anything happens, I'll take care of it."

Nie Chaofan straightened his back, and under the smoke, his brows revealed a sense of perseverance.

At this moment, he didn't feel that he was old. He was still the same criminal detective who had been solving crimes for twenty years.

"yes!"

Interrogation room.

Nie Chaofan took the team out in the morning, and brought the suspect back early the next morning with heavier dark circles under his eyes and deeper wrinkles.

Zhao Zhiguo and his nephew Zhao Hui.

Once the formalities were completed, Zhao Zhiguo, who had a criminal record, was thrown into the interrogation room as the principal criminal.

The interrogation room of the Criminal University is located on the separate floor between the first and second floors. It is said that in order to free up more space for the case handling area in the limited space, the then captain shamelessly begged many companies to give it. Come sponsor.

There is no difference between this compartment except that the floor height is dozens of centimeters lower than the normal floor, which makes people feel depressed when staying inside.

But according to the captain, this interrogation place should give people a sense of depression.

The interrogation room of the Criminal University is somewhat different from the interrogation room of the police station.

Considering that the suspects who can enter the criminal interrogation room have serious crimes, the configuration is higher than that of the police station, and is similar to that of the detention center.

There is an iron railing in the middle of the room, and an iron door on the right side of the railing.

There is a solitary tiger bench placed in the center of the room against the iron railing. There is an iron ring on the left and right armrests of the stool, and the left and right stool legs fixed on the ground are also equipped with a pair of foot rings, in order to encircle the hands and feet of the person being interrogated, so that they cannot move at all.

The side of the iron railing close to the corridor is an interrogation table. The table is 20 centimeters above the ground. The chairs on the table are also high chairs, so that the investigators sitting on it can talk to the suspects from a high position. Computers, printers, etc. are placed on the table for investigators to use in making transcripts.

A panoramic camera is installed on the ceiling directly above the interrogation table to monitor the entire interrogation process 360 degrees without blind spots and to synchronize video and audio recordings. These film and television materials will be handed over to the procuratorate along with the case file.

"Sit down!" Xiao Ma nodded on the tiger bench.

"Why does the government want to sit on this chair?" Zhao Zhiguo smiled flatteringly and bowed his head. He was unwilling to sit down and looked at the tiger chair in a coy way.

"Sit down when I tell you to!"

Xiao Ma pushed Zhao Zhiguo onto the tiger bench with both hands, then fastened the bracelets and ankles and twisted them as tightly as possible.

"Government, what are you doing? Why? Why?" Zhao Zhiguo seemed to have been greatly shocked. The fear in his eyes was hard to calm down, and his whole body was trembling visibly to the naked eye.

"What are you doing? Don't you know what you did?"

Xiao Ma glared at Zhao Zhiguo and kicked the opponent's calf.

"Ouch!"

Zhao Zhiguo let out a miserable howl. The experience of being imprisoned for causing trouble a few years ago came to mind, and his whole body shook even more violently.

Nie Chaofan weighed a thick volume of information, sat on a high interrogation chair, and looked down at Zhao Zhiguo in silence.

There are soft walls, an electronic clock with a black screen that beeps, a tiger bench that restricts mobility, and a much lower floor height than a normal room.

Two criminal police officers stared at him with sullen faces and said nothing, and the silence was frightening.

There was no place that did not put pressure on Zhao Zhiguo.

Zhao Zhiguo, who was imprisoned for the second time, knew what he would face next, and fear filled his mind.

Without saying anything, he collapsed first, his face was covered with snot and tears, and he banged his head on the small iron table in front of him:

"Oh my God! Oh my God! What happened! What happened! You tell me! You tell me!"

"You arrested the wrong person! The government! You must have arrested the wrong person!"

"I want to go home! I want to go home!"

"Woo woo woo woo."

Xiao Ma rubbed his hands and stared at the prisoner with shining eyes. His excitement was completely different from the anger he had when he first saw Wang Xia's body the day before.

The police who were about to solve the case and the suspect who confessed immediately were perhaps all that was reflected in his heart at this moment.

Nie Chaofan, sitting high on the interrogation chair, coughed majestically. In this room, he was the god who dominated everything.

"Tell me, what's your name?"

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The door slammed shut, and no more sound came out from inside.

Only the nameplate with the three words "Interrogation Room" printed on it hanging on the door trembled slightly.

The sun was setting, and the dim sunlight came in through a row of windows in the corridor. It was almost night.