Li Ha Village, west of the village.
At two o 'clock in the afternoon, Han Bin and his men arrived at Song Jiapeng's house.
As soon as they reached the door, they heard a dog barking in the yard. "Woof woof woof …"
Then, a scolding voice came from the yard, "Stop barking, be quiet."
"Who is it? Who's outside?"
"Open the door, police."
The footsteps inside the door stopped. After a while, a man's voice was heard, "What's the matter?"
"Song Jiapeng, open the door. I know it's you."
A sigh came from inside the door. Then, the door opened. "Captain Han, Leader Wang, why are you here again?"
"We're here to understand the situation. Do you want to talk here or come back with us to the station?"
"Come in. It's windy outside. Come in and sit. I'll get my wife to pour some tea."
"No need to trouble yourself. We'll leave after we understand the situation. We just need to find a quiet place."
Song Jiapeng's wife heard the commotion and walked out of the house. "Ah, didn't we investigate everything? Why are you here again? "
"Mrs. Song, don't be nervous. We're just here to understand the situation."
"Understand what situation? Didn't my husband explain everything clearly? Otherwise, you wouldn't have let him back."
"We're not here to understand Song Jiapeng's situation."
Song Jiapeng's wife glanced at her husband and then pointed at herself. "What … then who are you here to ask? I didn't do anything. Don't accuse me."
"We're not here to look for you."
Song Jiapeng's wife let out a sigh of relief. "Stop scaring people with all this fuss. Right, our family's motorcycle was stolen. When will you find it? We'll call the police. "
"The motorcycle has been found. We're here today to tell you the news."
Song Jiapeng kept a straight face and did not speak. His wife, on the other hand, looked happy. "Where is it? When will you return the motorcycle to us? "
"Don't worry. We'll return it when the case is solved."
"That'll take a long time. Besides, the case has nothing to do with us. Why are you keeping our motorcycle?"
Han Bin said, "You can't say that it's unrelated. Otherwise, why would the robbers steal your motorcycle instead of someone else's?"
"Aiya, your words are unreasonable. My family's things were stolen, and my family is in the wrong. Aren't you accusing me first? "
Han Bin didn't want to argue with her anymore. He looked at Song Jiapeng and said, "We're here to find out more about Song Yingfa."
Hearing this name, Song Jiapeng's expression immediately changed. "You … Song Yingfa is my father. He has been dead for many years. What else is there to know?"
"How did he die?"
"He died of an illness."
"What illness do you have?"
"I don't know exactly what kind of illness it was. It suddenly disappeared."
"What about the hospital? The doctor has to give us an explanation. "
"My father died too suddenly. He didn't even have time to be sent to the hospital before he died."
"How sudden? Tell me in detail."
"No, why are you suddenly asking about my father? My father has been dead for so many years. It's impossible for him to crawl out of the ground and rob people. "
"I didn't say that the recent robberies are related to Song Yingfa. Today, we're here to investigate the two gold shop robberies that happened seven years ago. One of the suspects' physical characteristics is very similar to your father's. We suspect that your father may have been involved in the two gold shop robberies seven years ago."
Song Jiapeng scratched his head. "What's the point of investigating a case that happened seven years ago? Besides, my father is dead. You can't pin the crime on a dead man, can you?"
Han Bin said seriously, "If the police were people who would randomly pin the crime on you, would you still be standing here talking? Just because the robber escaped on your motorcycle, we have reason to suspect that you were involved in the robbery. Before the case is solved, we have enough reason to lock you up.
Don't be hostile to the police. Your wisest decision is to help the police investigate the case. Do you understand? "
"Captain Han, I understand what you mean. I'm not hostile to the police, but it's hard for me to accept that you're accusing my father of being a robber. Ever since my father died, I've been sad. If it was someone else who said this, I might've fought with them. My father is very important to me, and he's always been the person that I respect the most. "
Han Bin's tone was gentle as he solemnly said, "I can understand your feelings. If I've offended your father in any way, I apologize to you.
However, the police's responsibility is to investigate the case. There are some things that I have to say, and there are some questions that I have to ask. "
"Huff …" Song Jiapeng sighed, "My father is a good man. He can't be a robber."
Song Jiapeng's wife choked, "Captain Han, you've really gone too far. My father-in-law is a dutiful person. You can ask the entire Li Hamun, and no one will say that he's not a robber. Now that you're saying that he's a robber, aren't you slandering our family? If the villagers find out, let alone me and Jiapeng, even our children won't be able to hold their heads up high. "
"Madam Song, don't be agitated. We're not here to convict you, but to investigate. It's precisely because there are suspicions that we have to investigate and eliminate. Only then can we prove your family's innocence. "
Song Jiapeng's wife cried, "Our family has always been innocent. There's no need for you to investigate."
Li Qin berated, "What are you shouting for? You're right if you're loud, or you're right if you're crying. We came to your house to investigate because we didn't want to make a big deal out of this. We've already investigated the matter today, so how would the people outside know? On the other hand, you're the one who's screaming and crying pitifully, as if you're afraid that the neighbors outside can't hear you. What are you trying to do? "
Song Jiapeng's wife was both angry and fearful. She pointed at Li Qin, speechless.
Han Bin could tell that the two of them wouldn't be able to get anything out of each other. "Ask them separately."
Han Bin continued to interrogate Song Jiapeng.
Wang Xiao and Li Qin were in charge of interrogating Song Jiapeng's wife.
"Song Jiapeng, I'll say it again. We're here to understand your father's situation. We hope that you can provide us with more of your father's belongings, such as photos, videos, personal belongings, etc."
Song Jiapeng thought for a moment and shook his head. "They're all gone. After my father passed away, we moved to this new house and many of our old belongings were lost. Now that a few years have passed, how am I supposed to find them? "
"Did your father have many friends when he was alive?"
"The people he interacts with are mostly relatives. He doesn't have any close friends."
"Were there any abnormalities in the period before your father's death?"
"No."
"Try to recall how he passed away and how he dealt with the aftermath."
"I remember it was the night of June 4th. I got off work early that day and made two dishes to go with wine. I even wanted to have a few drinks with my dad. My dad was quite happy, but after two drinks, he said that he wasn't feeling well and went into the house to lie down.
After dinner, I went to visit him, and he said that he was feeling better. I asked him if he wanted to go to the clinic, but he said that there was no need and that he would be fine after a good night's sleep.
Sigh … It's my fault for not taking it seriously. My dad wasn't too old, and I didn't expect him to suddenly pass away.
That night, at around three o 'clock in the morning, my dad started to call for help. I rushed over and saw that his face was red and he couldn't breathe. I was scared and asked my wife to look after him while I quickly went out to find a car to send my dad to the hospital for treatment. However, just as I found a car, my wife called and said that my dad couldn't make it and asked me to hurry back.
When I came back … he was already dead. "
"Sob sob …" Song Jiapeng cried very sadly. Tears and snot flowed down his face, and his emotions were very sincere.
Han Bin had been observing him. He was indeed showing his true feelings, and they didn't seem fake.
However, Han Bin still felt that Song Yingfa's death was a little strange.
"Did your father have a history of illness?"
"He had high blood pressure, liver problems, and a bad heart. Sometimes, he would even feel dizzy."
"Who came here after he died?"
"They were all relatives from the same family. They came to send my father on his last journey. Sigh … My father's life ended just like that."
"How were the funeral arrangements handled? Which crematorium did he go to? "
"My father wasn't cremated. He was buried directly."
"Where was he buried?"
"East of the village, in my family's ancestral grave."
"Who saw your father's body?"
"My uncle and another uncle from the same family."
"Tell me their names."
"Song Yingzhong, Song Yingshan."
Han Bin noted them down in his notebook and said earnestly, "Song Jiapeng, we came to investigate your father this time because we have enough evidence. I hope you won't lie to the police. It won't do you any good. Lying to the police is also a crime, and you will also go to jail.
I'll give you one more chance to ask again. Did your father die of illness or other causes? Don't speak first. I'll give you three minutes to think about it. Answer me after you've thought it through. "
Han Bin took out his phone and pressed a three-minute countdown. Then, he placed the phone on the table. Not only could he see it, but Song Jiapeng could also see it.
The room was a little warm. Han Bin took off his jacket and revealed the silver handcuffs on his waist.
Han Bin's series of actions made Song Jiapeng nervous. "Captain Han, you're not suspecting me of killing my father, are you?
My mother passed away when I was young, and my father raised me. We were very close. I never dared to speak loudly to him, let alone kill him. "
"I'm not suspecting you?"
"Then why do you think there's another reason for my father's death?"
"The robbery at the gold shop that we're investigating has the same suspect as the robbery that happened seven years ago. We call this robber Suspect A. In this case, Suspect A killed another accomplice.
The two robberies seven years ago have not been solved. We suspect that Suspect A used the same method to destroy some evidence, causing the police to be unable to find any clues. "As Han Bin spoke, he stared at Song Jiapeng's expression.
"Ka ka … Ding!"
After a moment of silence, the three-minute countdown was up.
Han Bin asked again, "How did Song Yingfa die?"
Song Jiapeng took a deep breath and lowered his head. "There's no other reason for my father's death. He died of illness."
Han Bin kept his phone and put on his jacket. "We will apply for an autopsy."
"I don't agree!"
"I'm just informing you in advance."
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