Chapter 319 The Evil Old Man
M City Public Security Bureau, outside the interrogation room.
Lin Xuan smoked a cigarette and looked at the door of the interrogation room.
The leaders of the M City Bureau stood all around.
They didn't dare to breathe and stood there honestly.
A leader of a "kidnapping gang" was hiding in M City without being discovered.
There is no need to elaborate on how serious the consequences are.
Their future fate is also a matter of Lin Xuan's words.
Lin Xuan was in no mood to pay attention to them.
The local special police and armed police, led by Guo Xu, are conducting a comprehensive arrest.
The police forces from other provinces and cities are also cooperating in the arrest work.
Strive to destroy the entire kidnapping gang in the shortest time!
Li Long is in the interrogation room at this time, interrogating.
No matter what means, he must pry open the suspect's mouth.
Nearly an hour.
The door of the interrogation room opened, and Li Long came with a bloody smell.
Ignoring the police around him, he stood in front of Lin Xuan.
"Confess!"
...
Inside the interrogation room. Lin Xuan looked at the suspect who looked like a man, "Who is that person?"
"I really don't know who he is, or what his name is."
Sun Hongbo's face was as pale as paper, and he was in a trance. "He was about 32 or 33 years old, very gentle, wearing glasses, and gave people the feeling of a teacher. When he saw me, he gave me 100,000 yuan for the first time, saying that he wanted to sell someone, and he knew that I had someone in my hands."
"He threatened me that if I didn't give it to someone else, he would call the police. He also told me that if I could cooperate well, everyone would give me 50,000 yuan in the future."
"He also said..."
Sun Hongbo was almost out of breath, "No matter whether he was male or female, old or young, he wanted as many as he could get!"
"Continue." Lin Xuan said coldly.
"I had to listen to him, and I guessed that he couldn't be a policeman, otherwise he would arrest me directly, so why would he give me money?"
"I asked my men to send two people to the transaction location, one hand handed over the money and the other hand handed over the people."
"But he never showed up after the first meeting, and the two sides contacted each other through text messages."
"Every time, he would set a place to hand over the people, leave money in advance, and some medicine."
"When the people arrived, we gave the pills to those people, and they fell asleep, and we would take the money and leave."
"I traded many times in a year, dozens of times..."
"Not 77 people, a total of more than 80 people, all traded to him within a year."
"I really don't know who he is, what he does, and what he wants those people to do, really..."
Sun Hongbo looked painful and miserable, "I only know this much!"
No lie...Lin Xuan waved his hand.
Li Long walked out of the interrogation room and led a person.
Painter.
According to Sun Hongbo's oral statement, the painter began to sketch a portrait of a suspect.
Unfortunately, too much time has passed.
Who else has such a good memory that he can remember the appearance of a person he only met once ten years ago?
Two hours later, Lin Xuan still got a sketch.
Looking at the portrait of a man wearing glasses on it...
Everyone returned to F City.
Came to the suburbs and went to several places.
The places where the suspect Sun Hongbo traded people.
Some traces have long been obliterated with the passage of time.
Cannot be found.
However, there is always a way out.
Wang Meng has good news.
After investigation.
There was indeed a "small accident" in the crematorium more than ten years ago.
A crematorium master was found stealing corpses by the family of the deceased.
Sentenced to three years in prison.
Then a new crematorium master took over his job.
The crematorium master who was sentenced that year was sentenced to an additional ten years for intentional injury in the detention center, causing severe disability.
Two years after the sentence was reduced...
Just released from prison a month ago!
...
F City, a private house.
An old man in his fifties was sitting in the dark living room.
Drinking wine and eating meat.
He laughed from time to time like a psychopath.
The corner of his mouth raised an evil arc, which made people shudder.
His name is Yang Gen, 53 years old.
He was the cremation workshop master of the crematorium.
Before being sentenced, his parents were alive, and he had a wife and a son.
Now he has been released after serving his sentence.
Both his parents are dead, and his wife and children have run away with someone long ago.
Nothing left!
"Bang!" With a sound.
The security door slammed on the ground, and a tall figure walked in.
In the darkness, he walked towards Yang Gen, who was stunned.
Standing in front of him, looking down at him.
"Yang Gen?"
Lin Xuan said in a cold tone, "Excuse me, do you know who put the 77 bodies in the secret room underground in the crematorium?"
Yang Gen came back to his senses.
There was no panic, let alone fear.
Instead, his face was distorted, his brows were furrowed, and the corners of his mouth were pulled down.
Every detail of his expression revealed his evil and ferocious characteristics.
He was like a demon crawling out of hell, and people dared not look directly into his eyes.
Lin Xuan frowned, realizing that the old man in front of him seemed to be a little bit mentally ill.
But think about it, someone who can do such a thing must be a little sick in his heart.
That's normal!
"I don't understand what you are saying."
Yang Gen laughed, picked up the wine glass, and continued to drink, "Want to drink together?"
"Okay."
Lin Xuan sat down next to Yang Gen, "It seems that you are also quite lonely. Your parents are gone, and your wife and children have also run away. I actually can't understand why you stole the corpse and why you hurt people in the detention center?"
Yang Gen raised the wine glass and paused in the air.
His face was full of twisted wrinkles, and his eyes flashed with cruel light.
But he didn't say anything.
"What's even more strange is."
Lin Xuan looked at the wine and meat on the table, "It is said that you often worked night shifts for a period of time, and took the initiative to work night shifts. Some people also saw you often running to the funeral home underground, and often carried out some things. And outside the crematorium, some people found some... new soil."
"Another colleague said that you are a really good person. One day you bought some cement and took the initiative to help repair the crematorium. The leaders said that you treat the crematorium as your home."
"Some people think you are like a lunatic. A person with a wife and children doesn't like to go home. Is it because your wife and children are warm and comfortable? "Isn't it because I don't like the smell of the head that I have to wait at the crematorium every day? Isn't this a disease?"
"By the way, have you ever heard this saying? If you lie once, you will do it countless times, and the same is true for stealing."
"As long as you have done it for the first time, you will steal countless times. Since you can steal a corpse once, you must have stolen countless times. It's just that you didn't steal the corpse in the crematorium, but other corpses."
Lin Xuan tilted his head and looked at him coldly, "Is that right?"
Yang Gen's expression became stiff in an instant, and his eyes revealed fear and anxiety.
Suddenly, his face became distorted.
The hand holding the chopsticks was raised in the dark.
In an instant, it stabbed Lin Xuan's throat!