Chapter 274: Discovering the Killer

You can see the suspect's eyes darting away, and his speech is halting.

This is obviously a lie.

At 5:40 pm, he wasn't at home at the Sheer Cliff!

Han Fei instantly grew suspicious of him.

If he didn't have something hidden in his heart, would he act like this?

"At home? Can anyone prove that?" Han Fei stared at him and continued to ask.

"I was alone at home at the time..."

"So that means no one can verify you."

After speaking, Han Fei took out a photo of the deceased Zhang Guodong and showed it to the suspect.

"Do you recognize the person in the photo?"

He wanted to judge something through the suspect's facial expression.

Unfortunately, from the expression, the suspect showed no abnormality.

After seeing Zhang Guodong's photo, he looked very puzzled.

"Don't recognize... officer, what does this mean? Who is this person?"

"You don't recognize?" Han Fei began, deceiving him: "You just saw him not long ago in the Restroom on the 13th floor of the Weishi Building, and you already forgot?"

During interrogation, many criminals are tight‑lipped.

Just asking alone won't get anything out.

After all, when you ask a murderer whether he killed, his answer will inevitably be that he didn't.

Because murder leads to imprisonment.

Only a fool would confess!

One of the Police's usual methods is deception, bit by bit.

Judge from the suspect's expression whether one's own guess is correct.

If correct, continue speaking, reconstructing and analyzing the incident step by step.

Normally, if an officer fully reconstructs and analyzes the whole case in front of the suspect,

the criminal's mental defenses will be shattered, leading to a confession.

"Weishi Building? 13th floor?" the suspect looked even more puzzled.

He really seemed as if he knew nothing.

"No... officer, what exactly do you want from me? The Weishi Building is where my wife works; I've only been there three or five times, and the last time was about two months ago."

"Of course I know that's where your wife works. The person in the photo is your wife's supervisor; his name is Zhang Guodong. Around 5:40 pm this afternoon, he died, dead in the Restroom on the 13th floor, and the surveillance captured everything," Han Fei stared at the suspect and continued.

"What the hell!"

Upon hearing that, the suspect's face instantly turned pale.

What does that mean...

Suspecting this person was murdered??

The next second, he frantically began to explain.

"I didn't kill anyone! I can barely handle killing a chicken; killing a person... aren't you kidding? His death has nothing to do with me! I don't even know him! How could I kill someone I don't know? I'm not sick!"

Without waiting for Han Fei to speak further, he spoke again.

"I'll tell everything! This afternoon I was negotiating business with a client; I took him to a foot‑massage shop near the company for a quick rub. My client can testify, the shop's surveillance can testify, and Technician No. 38 can also testify!"

He didn't dare mention this at first because he hadn't done anything proper at the foot‑massage shop.

Procuring a prostitute is illegal! Unless he's ill, he wouldn't immediately confess to that.

From Han Fei's words, he gathered that the Police had already listed him as a suspect in Zhang Guodong's murder.

He naturally wanted to explain, to provide an alibi for himself.

After all, murder is clearly a far graver crime than soliciting prostitution.

Procuring a prostitute only gets you a short detention and a fine.

But intentional murder, that damn thing lands you in a big prison!

Han Fei was slightly taken aback.

He was at the foot‑massage shop at that time?

No wonder he lied at first! He guessed the shop he went to wasn't reputable, so he didn't dare speak about it initially.

Beside him, Xu Mo helplessly massaged his temples.

This couple... really share the same stench.

Both of them aren't good people.

The man solicits prostitutes, the woman cheats; a pair of rotten scum!

"Really, officer, you can investigate; everything I'm saying is true! I still have transaction records, you can check my car navigation system, and I was indeed at the massage during that time!" the suspect continued to explain.

Afraid that Han Fei and Xu Mo wouldn't believe him, he kept insisting he was not a murderer.

"Where is the foot‑massage shop you went to?" Han Fei asked, preparing to verify the credibility of his statement.

"Intersection, right on Dongcheng Road!"

Han Fei sent Xu Mo out of the Interrogation Room to verify whether the suspect's words were true.

…

After a round of verification.

Xu Mo returned to the Interrogation Room; through the verification, he found that the suspect indeed hadn't lied.

Around 5:40 pm this afternoon, he was indeed at that foot‑massage shop.

The shop's CCTV and the technician can both provide proof for him.

"Everything he said is true; at that time he really was in the foot‑massage shop, the person wasn't killed by him, and he has ample alibi." Xu Mo, after returning to the Interrogation Room, leaned close to Han Fei and whispered.

Although Xu Mo's voice was very low.

But the Interrogation Room was quiet, and the suspect listened to his words without missing a single word.

He immediately let out a sigh of relief.

"Uncle police officer, my suspicion has been cleared, right? When can you let me go?"

"Your case isn't over yet," Xu Mo said. "That foot‑massage shop is unlicensed; you're suspected of soliciting prostitution. We'll detain you according to law and have your family call to pay the fine."

Hearing this, the suspect instantly wilted.

"No, officer… I can't let my wife find out; if she does, I'm finished. She'll divorce me! Can you not notify my family? Can I pay the fine myself?"

Xu Mo: "……"

Han Fei: "……"

The two exchanged a glance, then helplessly shook their heads.

It seems he knows nothing at all about his own wife's affairs.

Xu Mo thought to himself that this couple was beyond help; each went their own way, and neither knew anything about the other.

What a mess!

Then Han Fei and Xu Mo successively left the Interrogation Room.

Before leaving, Han Fei left the man with one more sentence.

"An officer will come shortly to handle your case. If you don't want to call your family, we can call for you. It's up to you—call yourself or let us do it."

After the two left.

The man in the interrogation chair looked as if he'd swallowed a fly, a completely despondent expression.

……

Just after stepping out of the Interrogation Room.

Wang Dachuan shouted excitedly.

"Han Team, I spotted the murderer in the footage!"