Chapter 149: Reasonable and Sensible

"How did you enter the Yang family home?" Wu Junhao sat before the long table, his face appearing kind as he asked the question.

Liu Chang, looking listless, said, "I just pushed the door and went in. Their front gate was open. I thought that kid was home."

"When you encountered Yang Qian, that is to say, the deceased, why did a conflict arise?"

"My hands were idle at the time, so I smashed one of the vats in their house... Yang Qian came up and started cursing, and I couldn't... I couldn't just go along with him, right?" Liu Chang's account was not entirely truthful.

Wu Junhao didn't care; his priority now was to pull out the main thread.

Once the first statement was completed, he would just have to inquire in detail during the second statement.

By that time, it wouldn't be Liu Chang's turn to be so self-indulgent.

"When you killed him, what were your specific actions?" Wu Junhao gradually reached the point.

Liu Chang couldn't help but fall into memory.

This scene had appeared in his mind more than once; sometimes it was during the day, sometimes at night.

"I could have gone abroad," Liu Chang suddenly blurted out.

Wu Junhao reacted quickly. With a "Hmm," he said, "Then why didn't you go?"

"Because it was self-defense." Liu Chang's voice rose slightly, then dropped again: "I know, you definitely won't believe it."

"You just tell your side. Whether it's believed or not is a matter for the Procuratorate and the court. If you don't say it, who would know?" Wu Junhao coaxed Liu Chang as if he were a child.

That's how police work is; before gaining the upper hand, it's all sweet talk. Only after they have the leverage and the evidence do they suddenly change their faces like a scumbag...

Liu Chang shook his head. After waiting for a long while, he finally said, "His dad was the one who reached for the sickle first, so I grabbed it first. I just didn't expect the sickle to be that long..."

Wu Junhao felt relieved all at once.

This action was highly consistent with the conclusions from the autopsy.

As a city kid, Liu Chang wouldn't know how to use a sickle and couldn't gauge its length; that was perfectly normal.

And the fact that Liu Chang could describe this action clearly basically proved that he was indeed a participant in the homicide.

Otherwise, such a detailed killing action wouldn't be easy to describe clearly.

"You slit the other party's throat, and then what?" Wu Junhao continued to ask.

Liu Chang's mouth twitched into a smile, then quickly pulled back: "I was still young then, and I didn't have any first-aid knowledge, so I just wanted to run back..."

"You took a bath," Wu Junhao corrected Liu Chang, saying, "And you wiped the fingerprints off the murder weapon."

Liu Chang was stunned; this was the first time Wu Junhao had contradicted him.

A slight anger began to rise in Liu Chang.

"I just didn't know what to do, so I did it subconsciously," Liu Chang defended himself.

Wu Junhao said calmly, "You consciously eliminated the evidence, and you quietly left Shanghe Village."

"I told you, I didn't know what to do."

"During this period, did you make any phone calls?" Wu Junhao once again caught Liu Chang off guard.

Liu Chang's face tightened instantly.

He had indeed called his father, and the subsequent actions were all taught to him by his father.

Liu Chang now felt extreme regret; why hadn't he just listened to his father, studied English diligently, and gone abroad to study...

The first round of interrogation ended, and Liu Chang slumped completely in his chair.

Jiang Yuan stood up to leave, and when the second round of interrogation began, he simply didn't go in.

One could tell from Wu Junhao's attitude that this round of interrogation would certainly not be as gentle as a spring breeze.

The lies told previously to trick Liu Chang into talking would likely all be reeled back in now.

Liu Chang's intense reaction would surely appear, but under the threat of a homicide charge, he would eventually have to submit and talk obediently, returning to his initial state, only with a trace of sorrow amidst the calm.

In terms of overall tactics, criminal police and the A-share market are quite similar. First, they treat you with politeness, even making you feel like you've gained some insignificant benefits; then, a wave of gentle decline tests your bottom line, and before you can react, they trap you with a heavy wave of decline.

At this point, you might want to leave, but both the police and the A-share market will use the same rhetoric to threaten you: if you don't listen to me, there will be no room for recovery...

Consequently, in order to recoup losses, even greater losses are incurred.

Huang Qiangmin listened to one more round of interrogation.

When the second round ended, he checked Liu's father's interrogation record again, and then felt at ease.

The special task force members were reassembled in the conference room.

"This special task force of ours might be the shortest-lived one in history." Huang Qiangmin's mouth maintained an angle of over 66.6 degrees.

If this were a different topic, it might have been a sad one.

But in this situation, everyone genuinely smiled.

"It's better for a special task force to be short-lived," someone muttered.

"If only they were all this short-lived every time."

"The cases we've followed with Wu Wu Fa Yi Jiang have all been solved very quickly."

After someone spoke this truth, everyone's gaze couldn't help but fall on Jiang Yuan.

Indeed, cases followed by Jiang Yuan were all solved at lightning speed.

Recounting Jiang Yuan's skills: forensics is his primary job, outsiders don't know the depth of it; his fingerprint work has already proven he is a powerhouse in the province; his crime scene investigation ability is also extremely excellent; he understands bloodstains; and his footprint work seems even stronger than Chen Wenming's...

A group of criminal police began to contemplate in unison how they would respond if they committed a crime and encountered a technician like Jiang Yuan.

Sure enough, the best plan would be to take him out directly.

"Next, two things. First, now that the case has reached this stage, just leave a few people to continue handling it; the special task force doesn't need so many people..." Huang Qiangmin unhitched the millstone and then quickly arranged new tasks for the donkeys.

"Second, I have also reported to the Bureau Chief." Huang Qiangmin looked at the donkeys again, but his gaze rested on Jiang Yuan, saying: "This cold case homicide, lasting 7 years, has finally been solved. This time, the main attacker was Jiang Yuan. I suggest an award."

Everyone looked at Jiang Yuan in unison again.

Having been in the police force for such a short time, Jiang Yuan has already received one commendation and one second-class merit, and now he has performed another meritorious service and received an award... it really makes people unable to even feel envious.

Describing Jiang Yuan as the main attacker in this Shanghe Village case was already Huang Qiangmin looking out for everyone's face.

Honestly, what work did this shortest-lived special task force in history actually do after it was established?

Jiang Yuan had directly found the suspect himself.

Wu Junhao had some minor credit, but it was truly limited.

What difficulty could there be in arresting a 25-year-old civil servant? As for the fact that he confessed readily, that was due to the suspect himself and had nothing to do with his effort or work ability.

It was equivalent to Jiang Yuan breaking a steamed bun, kneading it fine, chewing it up, and spitting it out for Wu Junhao.

Wu Junhao just had to perform the swallowing action to eat the bun.

In this process, everyone, including Huang Qiangmin, was just watching from the sidelines; what credit could they have?

"It's appropriate."

"Wu Wu Fa Yi Jiang is truly awesome."

"Nothing to say against it."

Everyone nodded one after another.

The special task force members came from various departments, but they had only been combined for one day, and no one was thinking about trying to scrape anything out of it.

Huang Qiangmin nodded; it was good that their thinking was unified.

"Record everyone's statement." Huang Qiangmin arranged for the stenographer in the corner.

Those who were sensible couldn't help but smile, not taking it as anything serious.

Huang Qiangmin waved his hand again: "Alright, if there's nothing else, let's disperse."

Just as Huang Qiangmin finished speaking, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," Huang Qiangmin shouted.

A young man entered, caught his breath, and said in a low voice: "The victim's family is downstairs; they want us to go see them. The family from the Shanghe Village home-invasion homicide case."

"So fast." Huang Qiangmin understood as soon as he heard, asking: "Does the Bureau Chief know?"

"The Bureau Chief is currently receiving the victim's family."

"Oh. Understood." Huang Qiangmin felt relieved immediately.

Since the Bureau Chief had stepped forward, it meant the situation was quite good. Otherwise, the Bureau Chief would definitely have waited until the situation calmed down before appearing.

"Jiang Yuan, come with me to take a look. Is there anyone from the First Squadron? Come with me." Huang Qiangmin quickly picked his troops.

There were three police officers from the First Squadron present, and they hurriedly followed Huang Qiangmin's footsteps.

"News travels fast. It's likely that the classmates we questioned leaked the situation." Huang Qiangmin analyzed the reason for the victim's family's visit, a smile on his face.

It was rare to have such reasonable and comfortable victim's family members.

Upon arriving at the lobby, it was indeed a sympathetic old lady, accompanied by her dull-witted son.

"Old Huang, come over here." Bureau Chief Director Guan Xi waved cordially, calling Huang Qiangmin into the photography area, and said: "The victim's wife raised her son alone; it was very difficult. However, hearing that the case was solved, she actually brought us two boxes of peaches from such a long distance."

"They're homegrown; they aren't worth much money, please feel free to eat them." The victim's wife looked much older than her actual age.

Calculating it, she was only in her early 50s.

But if one didn't look at the case file, Huang Qiangmin would only feel he was looking at a seventy-year-old lady.

"Even if they are homegrown, they can still be sold for money; let us consider this as us buying them." Huang Qiangmin said politely.

The victim's wife waved her hand unwillingly: "You don't need to pay. I have plenty of peaches at home. I even traded peaches for feces."

"Feces?" Huang Qiangmin's brow furrowed: "What do you mean?"

"I traded peaches for a bucket of feces and just dumped it at the entrance of the killer's unit." The victim's wife said bluntly: "Their Bureau Chief even apologized to me."

Huang Qiangmin was momentarily stunned: "You just dumped feces at the Finance Bureau?"

Bureau Chief Director Guan Xi was also momentarily stunned: "You made the Finance Bureau Chief apologize to you?" ===== CHAPTER 150 =====