Chapter 321

The knife used to puncture the tires was about 40 centimeters long; it was a single-edged dagger with a thick handle, and it looked very well-suited for slashing tires.

Yu Wenshu looked at the photos, then at Jiang Yuan. First came a wave of lingering fear, followed by a surge of fury: "This bastard dares to attempt to murder a police officer?"

Jiang Yuan casually offered a fair assessment: "Given the circumstances at the time, it might not have been an attempt at murder. The vehicle speed wasn't high enough; they might have just wanted to cause a minor accident or something..."

"Even if it's just an injury, it's unacceptable." Yu Wenshu was so angry his teeth itched. He couldn't even bear to let Jiang Yuan stay up late now. If Jiang Yuan were to get injured and have to rest, what a massive issue that would be!

Not to mention the waste of time, the even more terrifying prospect was that Huang Qiangmin would likely take him back under the pretext of inadequate care. By then, where would he find another hell-level combine harvester like him?

Yu Wenshu couldn't tolerate such a thing now; just thinking about the possibility made his eyes bulge with rage.

Shen Yaoguo, on the other hand, was somewhat puzzled: "You were just going to the scene to take a look, why were your tires slashed? Was it necessary? Besides, how did he notice you? He couldn't possibly be guarding that warehouse every single day; there's no need for that."

"That's true." The few people at the scene pondered for a moment, but none could provide a direct answer.

Of course, if one were to consider the conspiracy theory angle, perhaps the suspect had known something in advance, even knowing Jiang Yuan's identity and capabilities, and had made some preparations. A minor accident could also cause major casualties.

However, if one were to consider the problem from this angle, there would be many unsolved mysteries—for example, how the other party knew the internal situation, how they knew about Jiang Yuan, and how they accurately located Jiang Yuan's vehicle...

Some questions weren't without explanations, but the explanations were simply too complex.

And as criminal police officers, they usually don't consider things from such a conspiratorial perspective.

Not to mention the probability of such a thing happening, even if it did happen, how could one prosecute such a complex situation through the law? In the end, one still has to find relatively reasonable evidence. This is one of the reasons why Liu Jinghui isn't particularly welcomed by criminal investigation team leaders.

"Regardless, let's take down this Zhang Xiang first; the prospects of the case will be clear then." Yu Wenshu was the first to jump out of his thoughts, adding: "This Zhang Xiang has a very complex background; a direct breakthrough might be difficult. I'll call a few more people who are skilled at interrogation to come over and pull his teeth first."

When in doubt, call for backup. Having been a criminal investigation detachment leader for so many years, Yu Wenshu had almost developed a fixed mindset.

The criminal investigation detachment of a provincial capital is least lacking in various types of specialized talent. County bureaus are always short of people, but the municipal bureau of a provincial capital borrows police officers from subordinate units year-round, and its own establishment is valuable, so they can collect whatever kind of people they need.

The provincial department, the municipal bureaus of municipalities directly under the central government, and the Ministry of Public Security are an even more reinforced version of this model, where hidden dragons and crouching tigers abound; one careless moment, and a super expert with Level 5 or even Level 6 skills might pop up.

From this perspective, the more prosperous a metropolis is, the less one should commit crimes, especially high-profile, high-impact vicious crimes; choosing a metropolis is an absolute mistake. It is equivalent to raising the intensity of the confrontation from amateur fifth-dan to professional first or second-dan in one breath; for an ordinary amateur criminal to do this is simply asking for a beating.

And in Ningtai County, something like calling five senior interrogation experts at once would be absolutely impossible.

Ningtai County didn't even have five interrogation experts in total.

The experts were in place, and Zhang Xiang and the others had finished the pre-show rituals like taking photos and pressing fingerprints. One by one, they were flushed and stuck in steel chairs, their hands separated and fixed, their legs spread and fixed, their backs and buttocks pressed against the chairs, and their restraint straps pulled tight, making it difficult for them to even move.

Jiang Yuan and the others were still sitting comfortably in the office, watching the scene in the interrogation room through the projection.

Zhang Xiang was a sturdy man who looked like someone not to be trifled with; his upper body was extremely robust, and even after being wrapped in restraint straps, he still made the chair rattle with a thudding sound.

His four subordinates were all very young, sturdy lads, looking at most in their early twenties, with the words "unruly and rebellious" seemingly carved onto their faces. From time to time, they would cast fierce glances to both sides—their bodies were light, and they couldn't struggle free.

"This Jianyuan Pharmaceutical is quite interesting." Shen Yaoguo felt his stress response coming on just looking at the eyes of these young punks.

If this were in his public security detachment, encountering such small-time thugs, he absolutely wouldn't hit or scold them; instead, he would grab the owner of the entertainment venue where they were located and make the owner lose all face in front of everyone.

Only the audio of one channel was on in the office, but Shen Yaoguo could guess what these little brats would say even with his eyes closed:

"We are from Jianyuan."

"We live our lives properly, why are you arresting us?"

"I don't want to hear what you have to say; I'm not afraid of going to jail."

Shen Yaoguo couldn't help but smile, saying: "Actually, this kind of thing can be interrogated by us too; we have the most experience with this sort of thing."

"It's the same." Yu Wenshu looked equally confident.

If Zhang Xiang himself still had a tiny bit of resistance, the few lackeys he brought with him couldn't possibly withstand the interrogation.

Modern interrogation is never about how loud the voice is or how much pressure is applied. Sometimes it's about showing concern, and sometimes it's about feigning utilization.

Those who play at interrogation are experts at manipulating psychology; why would these little thugs who couldn't even score 30 points on an "administrative ability test" or "essay writing" be able to resist?

In just a short while, the thugs in the interrogation room began to tell everything they knew.

Shen Yaoguo couldn't help but feel a little disappointed; if the young people's resistance had been a bit stronger, he could have gone to catch the person in charge of Jianyuan Pharmaceutical's "parking lot project."

And as the testimony came out here, the pressure on Zhang Xiang's side began to rise geometrically.

Without needing any additional operations, Zhang Xiang quickly spilled the beans.

"I killed the person. I set the fire." When Zhang Xiang said this sentence, many of the people present couldn't help but look at Jiang Yuan.

With this sentence, the case was considered solved. And it was completely solved.

Shen Yaoguo's hidden dangers vanished into thin air; there was no need to worry about affecting his personal future, nor was there a need for anyone to take the fall.

Shen Yaoguo, who looked very calm on the outside, couldn't help but clench his fists.

"How did you kill her? Tell us the detailed process." The expert in the interrogation room spoke in a very casual tone, which was actually a complete manipulation of Zhang Xiang.

A man who looked very strong on the outside, having stayed in a private enterprise for a long time, was like a radish pickled for too long; it was impossible for him to be hard anymore, at most he could be soft with a bit of crunch.

Zhang Xiang's face was deathly pale. After hesitating several times, he said: "After I let that... Wang Kedian open the door, I went in to find Yin Fei. The benefits the boss gave her were given by the boss; if she wanted to go out and work alone, she had to sign a new agreement, so I went to talk to her."

"This woman still thought it was like before, the way she spoke was so arrogant. I was talking to her properly, but she was already cursing like she was someone important, and even threw things at me."

"I would have been fine if I had just turned and left at the time, but the problem was I was young then, and she was provoking me there again, with a knife at her throat, and still nagging... In the end, I stabbed her, and that was the end of the nonsense..."

Interrogation expert: "Tell us in detail how you stabbed her."

Zhang Xiang: "I pushed her against the wall at the time, originally thinking of just scaring her, but she said she was going to report me for rape and also find Yuan Jiansheng to talk. I was angry and scared at the time, thinking that since I'd already started, I might as well finish it..."

Zhang Xiang exhaled as he spoke: "I'm tired, die early and be reincarnated early..."

The expert then asked in order about the arson, the murder weapon, the ignition materials for the arson, and so on.

The key questions were all asked. At the end of the interrogation, the expert scanned the questions and asked: "Through what channel did you get the key to the warehouse back door, and where was it duplicated?"

Zhang Xiang suddenly hesitated.

"You've said the key parts, are you still missing this little bit?" The interrogation expert said important things very casually.

"I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell the truth." Zhang Xiang said.

"If you say it, we will judge for ourselves."

"I was at home that day, and someone threw it in for me. There were printed words on it, saying it was the key to Yin Fei's warehouse back door; I guess I was played by someone." Zhang Xiang shook his head.

The interrogation expert had read the case file and couldn't help but glance at the camera, then asked: "Then, did you ever give Wang Kedian money or buy him a train ticket?"

"No, I went to find him the next day, and that grandson had already run away." Zhang Xiang said with a big heart: "He ran away, so I stayed at ease. Later, it was indeed fine; huge profit!"

This time, the police inside and outside the interrogation room fell into silence.