Chapter 1170

"Ren Kuangshan, finally met."

Meng Chengbiao sat opposite Ren Kuangshan, holding a thick stack of documents. At first glance, there was no oppression, as if he were a street office staff member wearing a uniform.

Ren Kuangshan, who was extremely nervous, looked up at him, then looked at the super tall young police officer with a silly expression beside Meng Chengbiao, stiffened his face, and said: "I have nothing to say, I want to find a lawyer."

"Lawyer is not in a hurry, there will be a chance to see later." Meng Chengbiao didn't tangle on this topic, slid away quickly, and said: "Let's follow the procedure first, say the name..."

Meng Chengbiao followed Jiang Yuan and came over by official plane. They arrived very quickly, and the plane also flew at the highest cruising speed, not economic cruising speed. Liu Wen caught the person and sent him in, and the plane landed just about.

However, knowing that Ren Kuangshan had arrived, Meng Chengbiao didn't rush to interrogate, but collected another round of materials, made preparations, and then brought Jiang Yuan together to the interrogation room.

This case, I don't know how many interrogation experts wanted to preside over and participate, but under Jiang Yuan's request, Meng Chengbiao, whose name did not go out of the province, stood out. Meng Chengbiao naturally didn't dare to neglect, and had long been in high spirits.

First use the programmatic process of "name and age" to stabilize Ren Kuangshan's state, and after increasing a little obedience, Meng Chengbiao chatted and said: "Ren Kuangshan, how many years have you been driving big trucks?"

"Twenty-something years." Ren Kuangshan answered indifferently.

He didn't choose to confront in silence, because he knew he couldn't escape. No legal experience is needed, ordinary Chinese people know that murdering an academician is a very serious crime. Ren Kuangshan now just wants to end all this quickly, including words like asking for a lawyer, all for this purpose.

Meng Chengbiao also knew Ren Kuangshan's psychology. He had seen too many such suspects. In fact, most criminal suspects think they are the minority—which is indeed the case, but as everyone knows, in this land of China, the minority is actually the masses.

Crazy murderers are a very small minority among Chinese people, but the vast majority of crazy murderers are actually similar. This is like the fast and slow classes in a school. The state of the top academic class and the bottom academic class is completely different, but walking into their respective classes, what you see is a mixed student.

Although Meng Chengbiao was well prepared, he didn't do anything unusual, just said slowly: "It's been 23 years. Counting from when you were 19."

"About that." Ren Kuangshan realized that the police officer opposite should have checked him to the bottom. It's not strange to think about it, he committed such a big case, the police chased to the border, knowing his working hours is really not strange.

Meng Chengbiao looked confident.

This is the persona he established for Ren Kuangshan, a police representative who is almost omniscient and omnipotent, supplemented by family affection.

This set, if you add a set of black and white faces, basically covers all the content of police interrogation. Even friends who often commit crimes, without special abilities and skills, plus special luck, basically will not encounter higher-level interrogation means. Here it is assumed that the great memory recovery technique is a lower-level means.

In reality, omniscient and omnipotent police naturally do not exist. Even if Meng Chengbiao has preparations in advance, but in just a few days, he cannot find out all the situations of Ren Kuangshan.

But in the interrogation room, Meng Chengbiao will constantly strengthen the hints in this regard. Furthermore, Meng Chengbiao also specifically found an external aid.

Meng Chengbiao turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuan who accompanied him. Jiang Yuan had a computer in front of him, but unlike the police officer recording on the side, Jiang Yuan's computer had a background open, ready to check the details confessed by Ren Kuangshan at any time.

Assuming Ren Kuangshan confesses...

Meng Chengbiao picked up the teacup, took a sip gently, pretended to be very relaxed, and said: "You ran so far on this road. Have you been here before when driving?"

"No." Ren Kuangshan frowned, his vigilance pulled full. Although he made many preparations for fleeing, he obviously didn't make too many considerations for being interrogated.

"How many kilometers can you run in a month when you drove big trucks before?" Meng Chengbiao continued to ask.

"Who remembers that."

"About?"

"There are many and few."

"The number of kilometers run before is small, and the number of kilometers run now is large, right."

"About the same."

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"When you were young before, the number of kilometers run was small, but now that you are old, the number of kilometers run is large, why?"

"I haven't calculated it either."

Meng Chengbiao smiled: "It can be seen from your income."

The lower and lower freight is always the topic of big truck drivers. Two big truck drivers meet and light a cigarette, and at most by the time they smoke half, they should complain about the freight.

Ren Kuangshan's lips moved, as if he had been touched by a switch, and almost started to talk about it.

"There are reasons for this." Ren Kuangshan endured it and continued to take the cold route.

"It's also because you got married. When you were young, one person ate full and the whole family was not hungry. It's different when you have a wife and children." Meng Chengbiao smiled.

Ren Kuangshan's face changed: "What do you mean?"

Meng Chengbiao said: "I know you left money for your wife and children..."

"That is clean money I earned by driving!" Ren Kuangshan said sharply.

Meng Chengbiao: "I know, you put it in two cards specifically, not mixed, asked a lawyer?"

Ren Kuangshan didn't say anything.

Meng Chengbiao stared at Ren Kuangshan for a while, waited for the atmosphere to drop to freezing point, waited for Ren Kuangshan's emotions to recover, and started to become confident again, then said: "Then hit someone to death, do you want to pay money?"

Ren Kuangshan raised his head suddenly.

"Whether it is murder or accident, hitting someone to death, paying money, is a matter of course." Meng Chengbiao said: "You have driven for so many years, you should understand this truth."

Ren Kuangshan gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't speak.

"In the words of our judicial system, this is called criminal incidental civil joint liability. If the victim suffers personal injury or property loss, the victim and their family members can file an incidental civil lawsuit to claim civil rights. In addition, the court can also sentence confiscation of property." Meng Chengbiao treats interrogation as a negotiation, and legal popularization is also a hint of the part favorable to himself.

He doesn't believe that earnest teaching, treating people with sincerity, etc., can make the suspect confess his problems truthfully. Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is a biological instinct. Only by giving pressure can the information you want be squeezed out.

Of course, while squeezing, you have to give the suspect an exit.

Meng Chengbiao looked at Ren Kuangshan and said: "We talked to the victim's family. If you are willing to confess truthfully and hand over the mastermind behind the scenes, the victim's family is willing to give up the civil lawsuit. On our side, we can also let go of the property you left behind and give your daughter a basic living guarantee. The premise is that you cooperate with our investigation."

Ren Kuangshan, who had just endured heavy pressure, dispersed the clouds and spread his hands: "Fine, what do you want to ask?"

The death compensation in China is based on the per capita disposable income of urban residents in the previous year, calculated for twenty years. According to different places, the highest per capita disposable income of urban residents in Shanghai is 84,000 yuan, and the lowest province is only 25,000 yuan. As a result, for the same person dying, the death compensation in some places is 1.68 million, and in some places it is 500,000.

And for the victim, for the elderly over 60, for every year the age increases, the compensation is calculated for one less year, up to 75 years old, calculated according to the per capita disposable income of urban residents for 5 years. Murder does not compensate. Academician Lou both meet the conditions.

Therefore, the funeral expenses that Academician Lou's family gave up were about 70,000 yuan.

This money is not much for an adult child of an academician. What they pursue is to bring the real murderer to justice. In addition, they are certainly pursuing the death penalty for Ren Kuangshan.

This point is a matter after being sent for prosecution, Meng Chengbiao doesn't need to explain it to Ren Kuangshan in detail. As for confiscating anything, normally, it can only confiscate half of the joint property of husband and wife, or to put it more delicately, the court must first analyze the property of Ren Kuangshan and his wife, and then confiscate the property owned by Ren Kuangshan.

In the end, the court must also leave the property for the basic living and education funds of Ren Kuangshan's wife, especially his minor children.

However, for Ren Kuangshan who has been arrested, leaving a sum of money to his wife and daughter is almost the only thing he can do, or rather, it is the only transaction his rotten life can do in the end.

Ren Kuangshan stared at Meng Chengbiao: "You don't go too far..."

Meng Chengbiao waved his hand and said: "Talk about the person who instructed you. Do you know him?"

"Don't know." Ren Kuangshan shook his head slightly.

"How do you contact?" Meng Chengbiao asked urgently. With the news of Ren Kuangshan's successful arrest spreading, the space left for them to catch the mastermind behind the scenes is getting smaller and smaller.

For this goal, Meng Chengbiao is not optimistic. The other party is highly likely a professional, and will not easily reveal his feet. At this time, it is said that he has already left the country. However, Meng Chengbiao still tried his best to do it, just couldn't let Ren Kuangshan see it.

Ren Kuangshan shook his head slightly and said: "At the beginning, it was a phone call, later it was Little Blue Bird."

"Can you use Little Blue Bird?"

"They taught it."

"They?"

"Should be two people, used a voice changer, but can hear it."

The two asked and answered, proceeding very quickly, but the two sides did not contact, which makes it very difficult to investigate.

Meng Chengbiao glanced at his outline, quickly changed his train of thought, and said: "You took cash, right, how did you get the money?"

"They said a place, gave me a time, I went over, and got it." Ren Kuangshan said simply.

Jiang Yuan, who had been sitting in front of the computer, raised his eyebrows at this time and said: "Detail the time and location."