Chapter 442: We Just Love Watching the Fatty Tell Fortunes

"Today, I'll go head-to-head with you on acting skills..." Yu Dazhang muttered to himself.

In fact, the DNA test report in his hand was fake.

Before the interrogation, he had specifically gone to the Technical Section and casually asked Qian Cheng for a report.

The blood-stained shirt and pants had also been sent for testing, but the report hadn't come out yet; even for major criminal cases, DNA testing takes 24 hours.

So Yu Dazhang could only use a fake report for the time being to bluff his way through.

Yet it was this very fake report that Li Linjun believed.

He stared tightly at the report in Yu Dazhang's hand, his expression growing uglier by the second, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists.

"From your expression, I can tell you didn't wash the shirt and pants."

Yu Dazhang said with a cold face:

"Even if you have extremely strong psychological resilience, at that moment you panicked and believed you couldn't wash the bloodstains off the clothes."

He paused, his voice sinking a few degrees:

"Only afterwards did you realize that what truly needed washing wasn't the bloodstains, but the sweat stains left on the clothes."

"So you had to come back to dispose of this key piece of evidence."

In truth, Yu Dazhang had absolutely no idea what Li Linjun was thinking.

What truly affected Li Linjun was that fake DNA test report.

So his words were spoken for the members of the special task force to hear, and also to make the case-solving process more logical.

"Did you think that if you didn't open your mouth, we police would be powerless against you?"

Seeing the other party remain silent and too lazy to even make a defense, Yu Dazhang continued:

"The principle of criminal litigation is to value evidence over confessions and to presume innocence in cases of doubt."

"Yet your mindset is still stuck in the eighties and nineties, thinking that clenching your teeth will see you through; you are truly too naive."

His voice grew even more severe:

"What you are doing now is actually giving up your only chance for a reduced sentence."

From "presuming leniency in cases of doubt" to "presuming innocence in cases of doubt," though it seems to differ by only one character, it is in fact a major shift in our country's judicial philosophy.

The era where a woman's testimony alone could send a man to prison is also gone forever.

Now, a conviction cannot be based solely on testimony, so torture to extract confessions has naturally decreased.

Therefore, on this point, Yu Dazhang was not bluffing him.

"Reduced sentence?"

Li Linjun raised his head and looked across:

"Putting aside whether I did this or not, just from the perspective of conviction, is there any possibility for me to receive a reduced sentence?"

He had actually studied the relevant laws... This left Yu Dazhang somewhat speechless.

There is a pattern in sentencing for homicide cases.

If death is caused by a single fatal blow, the sentence is basically not death.

Because there is a factor of accidental killing involved, there is a high probability that the subject did not intend to kill.

But if it is two or three blows like that, it falls under intentional malice.

In the Zhang Yan case, the main reason Zhou Zizhe was sentenced to death was his method of killing: strangulation leading to asphyxiation, which is death caused by continuous injury, a clear-cut case of intentional homicide.

Now let's look at this case.

Shi Wenyan's head was struck multiple times by a blunt object, which led to intracranial hemorrhage and death.

A typical intentional homicide; death penalty is a certainty.

Unless Li Linjun can figure out controlled nuclear fusion during his Sentence period in the detention center, he is doomed.

"What if?"

Yu Dazhang could only explain with a stiff neck:

"Even if there is only a sliver of hope, one must try; once a person loses hope, that is true death." Unfortunately, his words received no response from Li Linjun.

Seeing the other party fall silent once again, his patience was gradually worn away.

"I'm not playing with you anymore..." Yu Dazhang immediately changed the subject:

"Since you don't want to speak, let's drop it. Next, let me guess your motive for the murder; consider it just idle chat."

The moment these words left his mouth, the members of the special task force watching everything in the observation room all became excited.

"Here it comes, here it comes, this Fatty is starting his fortune-telling again!"

This was the segment they looked forward to most, the main event of the day.

Since yesterday, they had discovered that whenever Yu Dazhang put on a mystical, mumbling expression, the case would make new progress.

It looked as though he was just guessing blindly, but every time he accurately described the case's thread and key points.

"First, let's talk about your work environment."

Yu Dazhang spoke slowly:

"Working at a construction site, it is very difficult to come into contact with the opposite sex; for a strong and healthy man like you, this is itself a torment."

This was not something he was just making up.

Construction sites are simply not suitable for women to work; even if there are some, they are older women.

Those young women, even those coming from rural areas to work in the city, would not choose to go to a construction site.

Relatively speaking, they would prioritize the service industry.

Money or no money, it doesn't matter; at least on the surface, it looks more decent.

This is a very common phenomenon in the country.

Once, a migrant worker brother joked: "At a construction site, don't even talk about women; you can't even see a female dog."

"Living in such an environment for a long time, even if you get married later, you will still feel empty and unbearable."

Yu Dazhang squinted, observing the changes in Li Linjun's expression as he spoke:

"Later, you became a contractor, your living conditions gradually improved, and your standards rose accordingly."

"Not only did you look down on the wife you grew up with, but you also began to disdain the women in the little pink lamps."

His voice was calm and cold, as if he had long known all of this:

"Subconsciously, you believe those women can no longer satisfy your physical needs; they are simply unworthy of any relationship with you."

They say men turn bad once they have money.

Actually, as long as it's not illegal or against morality, having personal hobbies is normal.

Moreover, for someone like Li Linjun, giving up the little pink lamps means breaking away from vulgar tastes, which can be considered a good thing.

Yet the members of the task force in the observation room were completely baffled.

He really is telling fortunes...

Can one infer that he would disdain his wife after getting rich?

Besides, how did he know Li Linjun frequently visited the little pink lamps?

Did you two happen to meet at a little pink lamp?

Otherwise, how else to explain it?

But what they didn't expect was that after Yu Dazhang finished speaking, Li Linjun's expression turned strange.

He stared in terror at the opposite side, his face filled with disbelief, his eyes wide open as if he had seen a ghost.

"It's very immersive..." Yu Dazhang continued expressionlessly:

"After that, you bought this current house and moved away from the old neighborhood."

"In this new living environment, you found your neighbors completely different from before; not only did they care more about quality of life, but their status was far nobler than anyone you had known before."

"For the first time, you experienced what it means: 'In conversation, there are only learned scholars; in association, there are no commoners.'"

His voice was low and powerful, as if every word could penetrate the eardrums and reach deep into the heart:

"Similarly, the women living here are superior to those you have seen before."

"They are not only glamorous but also highly emotionally intelligent, always giving you the feeling of a spring breeze."

Speaking to this point, Yu Dazhang shifted his gaze to Li Linjun's eyes, as if he could see the turmoil in his heart through the other's gaze:

"Shi Wenyan is such a woman; in your eyes, she is beautiful, enthusiastic, and flawless."

(End of this chapter)