Chapter 939: The Wilted Seed

Little Zhou is 26 years old this year, almost a young middle-aged man.

He works in a factory, his income is not high, his free time is not much, he is a pure blue-collar worker, almost a poor middle class.

With such an identity background, it can be said that Liu Liu Wenkai is too familiar with it—people who like to commit a certain type of crime almost all have similar identity backgrounds. It is not to say that people with other identity backgrounds do not commit this type of crime, but in terms of proportion, there is always a group of people who occupy the majority.

To describe this situation with a better name, it can be "big data crowd portrait", or it can be described as "FBI profiling crowd".

It's like people who rob are generally physically strong and lack money. Although there are exceptions, for criminal investigators like Liu Liu Wenkai, if he catches a suspect in a robbery case who is this style, he will definitely not be surprised and will be accustomed to it. On the contrary, if a person with physical disabilities, who is not confident in his own combat power, and does not lack money appears, such a case can be talked about for five years.

Liu Liu Wenkai only chatted with Zhou Zhou Shetao for a few words, and he was relatively sure that this was an introverted ordinary criminal suspect. In the popular saying, it is an I-person, and in the old-fashioned description, it is a wilted guy.

Compared with extroverted boys, men like Zhou Zhou Shetao are more likely to fall into a state of sexual depression during puberty, especially those who are not so handsome, have no money in their hands, do not study well, are not completely bad, lack friends, are not good at sports, lack courage, and have a depressing environment... even more so.

"We came to the door today, you should know why, right?" Liu Liu Wenkai began to increase the pressure after determining Zhou Zhou Shetao's personality.

The inner heart of an I-person is sensitive and fragile. If it is a friend, it should be carefully cared for, but if it is an enemy, use the sharpest language and body movements to make him collapse.

There is no need to pity the fragrant and cherish the jade here. The most commonly used interrogation is to apply pressure, and because criminal investigators have experience and criminals have no experience, many criminals collapse when facing medium-intensity pressure. Some criminals have been in prison for several years and may not be able to recover. Some will tremble every time they see someone in uniform, and even after being released from prison, they still hide from the police and all other civil servants.

Liu Liu Wenkai is also anxious for results. His task is to visit hundreds of people throughout Guangdong Province. Although the Big and Small Zhou side has great suspicion, to be honest, this is just a hunch, just like when buying antique porcelain, seeing the bottle body feels like it, but without looking at the bottom and the bottom, you can't take all the money out to bet.

Zhou Zhou Shetao frowned: "You are looking for me, how do I know."

Liu Liu Wenkai said sternly: "You be serious. You don't know? What are you pretending to be?"

Zhou Zhou Shetao: "Where do I know from."

Liu Liu Wenkai: "Zhou Zhou Shetao, I tell you, so many of us, driving for dozens of hours, will not go back because you said two sentences of I don't know. I will say it clearly, whether you explain it today or not, you have to go back to Shannan Province with us. If you don't explain it here, say it in the interrogation room of Changle Municipal Bureau."

Zhou Zhou Shetao was startled: "Why, I won't go back!"

"It's not up to you!" Liu Liu Wenkai just wants to make Zhou Zhou Shetao uncomfortable. For anyone, thinking of being escorted for thousands of miles, instinctively will feel uncomfortable.

Zhou Zhou Shetao stood up with a "whoosh".

The two police officers standing by grabbed him and pressed him back into the chair.

Liu Liu Wenkai took the opportunity to make trouble: "Want to run? Handcuff him to the back of the chair."

The two police officers immediately increased the code, handcuffed Zhou Zhou Shetao's hands behind his back, making the posture more complicated, and also implying that the situation had become more complicated.

Introverted people, facing the complex world outside, sometimes just want to surrender and finish it. In some cases, as long as they can make the world in front of them calm down, even if they know they are damaged, they will agree.

Liu Liu Wenkai took advantage of the two police officers grabbing Zhou Zhou Shetao and asked again: "Do you remember now?"

"I don't know, you at least tell me why you caught me." Zhou Zhou Shetao struggled twice and gave up, but his expression was forced to endure.

And in Liu Liu Wenkai's view, his body language and facial expressions are not unified.

Zhou Zhou Shetao seems to be a bit too capable. Not only did he not cheat, this is normal, but being able to bravely and calmly face the layer-by-layer increase of the criminal investigator is not the performance of an ordinary introverted person.

At this moment, Liu Liu Wenkai and the police officers around him, none of them showed a good face. On the contrary, Liu Liu Wenkai was deliberately creating a bad police and even a black police appearance.

For ordinary people, the deterrence of such police is full.

In fact, it is more than ordinary people. Even the gentlemen and ladies who often solicit prostitution and go out, seeing Liu Liu Wenkai's current expression and actions, will mutter in their hearts. Most of the time, they would rather admit the fact of prostitution and receive an administrative punishment.

If Zhou Zhou Shetao is normal, he should say something now. At the very least, there must be a certain degree of surrender.

Hard-headed, and it is a strong and fearless hard-headed. This feeling, to Liu Liu Wenkai, is the performance of carrying a big case on his back. And judging from Zhou Zhou Shetao's personality experience, Liu Liu Wenkai thinks that he is likely to have been trained.

Just like Big Zhou, Zhou Zhou Jiantao, his expression must have been practiced after training.

Liu Liu Wenkai smiled, sat opposite Zhou Zhou Shetao, and smiled: "Okay, if you say you didn't commit a crime, then you honestly answer a few questions. After we verify that there is no problem, we will let you go back. How about it?"

This is to relax a little, because Zhou Zhou Shetao's tension in the face of pressure has been full. On the other hand, Liu Liu Wenkai's patience has been recharged.

The current situation is not just that the bottle body looks like it, but the bottom and the inscription also look like it. Although it just looks like it, it still needs careful research, but Liu Liu Wenkai is already willing to talk to Zhou Zhou Shetao carefully.

Of course, it cannot be said that they are the killers of Case 430 yet. Maybe they are carrying other cases on their backs and running away. But to say that these two people are innocent, Liu Liu Wenkai thinks it is almost impossible.

In other words, this pair of antique bottles has been determined to be old, but what era it is specifically, it needs to be judged carefully.

Liu Liu Wenkai looked at Zhou Zhou Shetao and said slowly: "Little Zhou, right? How long have you not been home?"

Zhou Zhou Shetao, who had prepared various questions, was stunned. This question was a bit unexpected. He thought about it, and then said hesitantly: "Good... good many years."

"Don't remember how long you haven't been home? Don't you know when you last went home?" Liu Liu Wenkai's eyes lit up. It was originally a stick to hit the jujube, but I didn't expect to hit the hemp tendon.

"No time to go back." Zhou Zhou Shetao lowered his head.

"I'm asking how long it's been since you went back, and what year you two came out—don't you have a count?" Liu Liu Wenkai pressed him: "With you acting like this, tell me, how can people not be suspicious?"

Zhou Zhou Shetao thought about how there were records for buying tickets now, and records for going home, so he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to, so he had to say: "It's been 10 years since I came out. I didn't have money to go home either. I didn't earn any money, so I didn't want to go back."

As he spoke, a few tears even flowed from Zhou Zhou Shetao's eyes.

The tears were real, and the emotion was real, but the words weren't necessarily true.

Liu Liu Wenkai curled his lips in disdain: "Your parents are still alive, you two came out to work, and you haven't been home for 10 years—don't you miss home? Don't your parents come to see you either?"

"They have been here, they came to see us," Zhou Zhou Shetao said.

"Oh, them coming all the way out to see you, wouldn't that cost even more money? After all, they can't stay in the factory dormitory, the expenses for booking a hotel and such..."

"Their work unit can reimburse a little." Zhou Zhou Shetao and his older brother Zhou Zhou Jiantao had discussed this part of the story, and he added: "We are working outside, saving money to buy a house. Once they retire, we'll sell the house back home and move to Guangdong Province."

Zhou Zhou Shetao's emotions gradually returned to stability. His defenses, in the eyes of an ordinary person, were already very strong. The brothers' defenses weren't purely based on fantasy either; they had consulted lawyers through places like livestreaming rooms.

But to Liu Liu Wenkai, these things only stimulated his own interest.

In the American legal world, there is a long-term type of work called mock trials; there are mock trial defenses, but more often, it's about simulating court questioning for witnesses.

But domestically, lawyers basically don't do much of this. It's not that there's no money to be made, but because simulated conversations or preparing testimony in advance have limited value. This is because courtroom statements in the US, especially witness testimony, are meant for the ordinary people on the jury. Whereas in Chinese courts, the people who make the decisive impact are all professionals.

Even if an ordinary person prepares very thoroughly, it is very easy to be seen through by professional legal personnel. After all, the court clerks in court have all been veterans for many years.

Just like now, although Zhou Zhou Shetao's answers were steady and secure, in the eyes of Liu Liu Wenkai, who had been a criminal police officer for nearly twenty years, he was still a novice. He was nothing more than a trained novice; even with 10 years of training, he couldn't compare to a real old bird.

Liu Liu Wenkai stared at Zhou Zhou Shetao for a long while, until he looked uncomfortable, before smiling lightly: "In other words, your mom and dad are also in on it."

As he spoke, Liu Liu Wenkai took out his phone and pressed the numbers with a beep-beep-beep.

Zhou Zhou Shetao was stunned and said: "It has nothing to do with my parents."

"Then we'll still have to bring them back to the police station to ask. If it's knowing and not reporting, it's suspected of the crime of harboring. Three years of fixed-term imprisonment, losing your job, losing your pension." Liu Liu Wenkai continued to press his phone while speaking.

"It has nothing to do with them!" Zhou Zhou Shetao's entire outer shell completely collapsed, and his expression twisted.

Liu Liu Wenkai smiled without a word and picked up the phone: "Hello, it's me, Old Liu..."

"Ah..." Zhou Zhou Shetao went insane in an instant, frantically trying to grab Liu Liu Wenkai's phone.

But both his hands were handcuffed, so he couldn't move at all. His desperate struggle, besides chafing his wrists until they bled, only resulted in him falling to the ground with the chair.

Zhou Zhou Shetao let out a low, crazed roar and twisted his body like a madman, wanting to make the other party yield because of it.

The criminal police officer standing to his right didn't hesitate to pull out a stun gun and pressed it against Zhou Zhou Shetao's thigh for a jolt.

Zhou Zhou Shetao's whole body stiffened, instantly going rigid.

Whatever "madman literature" he had, in the face of a criminal case, it wasn't worth mentioning at all.

Liu Liu Wenkai, right in front of Zhou Zhou Shetao, held the phone and continued: "Check on Zhou Zhou Jiantao and Zhou Zhou Shetao's parents; these two people should be in the know. Bring them to the station and interrogate them properly."

Putting down the phone, Liu Liu Wenkai came to Zhou Zhou Shetao again, fanned the air with his hand, frowned, and said: "Incontinent? It's fine, it'll dry in a bit. How about it? Are you going to confess now, or wait until your parents suffer one round, two rounds, and then confess?"

Zhou Zhou Shetao had peed his pants; even when he cried, he lacked tears, only looking at Liu Liu Wenkai with hateful eyes.

"Whether you say it or not is up to you. I can keep you company while we wait for news from your parents' side to see how long they can hold out." Liu Liu Wenkai looked at Zhou Zhou Shetao calmly and said: "For this kind of case, we can detain people for at least 37 days. After 37 days, if you still can hold out, I can apply for an extension of the detention period..."

From beginning to end, Liu Liu Wenkai never mentioned the name of the case.

But at this moment, Zhou Zhou Shetao couldn't care about that much anymore. Feeling the stinging pain in his thigh, the coldness of the urine, and the shame of lying on the ground, he didn't want his parents to suffer such torment again from the bottom of his heart.

"I'll talk, it was all me." Zhou Zhou Shetao now only hated himself for not having the heart to commit suicide sooner.

"What did you do?" Liu Liu Wenkai asked.

"I... I killed that mother and daughter." When Zhou Zhou Shetao said this sentence, he suddenly felt a sense of relief, just like the feeling of finally releasing urine after holding it for the entire duration of a long-distance bus ride.

Liu Liu Wenkai asked: "Say their names."

"Sui Sui Yingxue and Mai Qin-sui."

This time, it was Liu Liu Wenkai's turn to breathe a sigh of relief, and he immediately followed up: "How did you kill them?"

Zhou Zhou Shetao: "Strangled them."

"How did you strangle them? Tell me step by step."

Zhou Zhou Shetao let out a long sigh and began to describe it slowly.

Liu Liu Wenkai had assumed he killed them together with Big Zhou, but judging from Zhou Zhou Shetao's answer, he was still hiding things about the specific killing process. Because you couldn't strangle one person while preventing another from escaping or fighting back.

But at this moment, Liu Liu Wenkai wasn't in a hurry to correct Zhou Zhou Shetao. After letting him give a half-true, half-false answer, he asked: "How did you get in the door?"

"Her dad got drunk once and fell by the side of the road, so I helped him inside. After I got in, I had a sudden whim and made an impression of their door key on chewed gum, and then... I found a guide online, bought the things, and made a key myself."

"When was this?"

"May. It was during the May Day holiday."

"So, 11 months before the case occurred?"

"Yes."

Liu Liu Wenkai looked at Zhou Zhou Shetao in front of him, his teeth itching with hatred, yet he admired the patience of such a spineless person.

Some spineless people might spend three or four years being a "lick-dog," while others can spend half a year learning how to make a key using a gum mold, and then spend another half a year testing and adjusting it over and over to grind out a usable key.

He could have originally just stolen the keys from Mai Mai Zuqing's body. If the whole bunch of keys were lost, Mai Mai Zuqing would probably have thought he lost them while drunk and might not even have changed the locks. But 16-year-old Zhou Zhou Shetao just wouldn't choose the simple method, stubbornly using a clumsy way to commit the most heinous crime.