City Public Security Bureau.
In the corridor outside the interrogation room, Ma Jingbo looked at this familiar yet strange place and could not help but sigh.
Han Bin smiled. "Captain Ma, you're homesick. I think it won't be long before you come back."
Ma Jingbo was moved by the words homesick. He then smiled bitterly. "It won't be that easy. Even if I can come back, I'll have to wait at least a few years."
It was not the time to talk about this. The two chatted about the case for a while before entering the third and fourth interrogation rooms.
In the third interrogation room, Song Jiapeng's wife was sitting on the interrogation chair. She looked a little anxious. When she saw Ma Jingbo enter, she immediately said, "Sir, when will you let me go? I still have two children at home."
Ma Jingbo placed the documents on the interrogation table and looked at the other party. "What's your name?"
"Tong Qiuyue."
"If you want to see the children, tell us the truth. Once you explain the situation, we'll naturally let you reunite with the children."
"Sir, I'm just a dutiful woman from the countryside. What do you want me to explain?"
"I've been a police officer for more than ten years. I've seen many people. Some are more pitiful than you and some are better at acting. I understand the case and your situation. It's not a big deal. Just tell us. "
"I really don't know what to say."
"That means you don't want the children."
"I think my two children have never left me. I missed them the whole night last night … I beg you, let me go."
"You miss the children, but the children miss you more." Ma Jingbo sighed. "Before you explain your situation, I have no right to let you go. If you want to reunite with the children, tell us as soon as possible."
"What do you want me to say?"
"Let's talk about Song Yingfa. Where is he now?"
"My father-in-law died a long time ago. He's been dead for seven years. Everyone in our village knows about it."
"You saw him buried with your own eyes?"
"Yes."
Ma Jingbo glared at her. "You're lying. I sympathized with you and wanted you to reunite with the children as soon as possible, but you lied to me. I think you're lying when you say you miss the children. "
"I'm not lying. My father-in-law really died. He died of illness. If you don't believe me, you can go to the police station to check."
"I know more about the police station than you do. Don't use it as an excuse." Ma Jingbo snorted. "Last night, we opened the coffin and did an autopsy. There was no corpse in the coffin. It was a cenotaph."
Tong Qiuyue revealed a look of astonishment. "This … this is impossible. How can it not exist?"
"Alright, stop pretending." Ma Jingbo crossed his arms over his chest. "Last night, we opened the coffin at around twelve o 'clock and interrogated Song Jiapeng at two o' clock in the morning. After a night of interrogation, Song Jiapeng confessed.
He admitted that Song Yingfa was the suspect who robbed the gold shop seven years ago and that he faked his death to avoid the police. "
"Impossible, I don't even know about this."
"Don't quibble. Without your cooperation, this show wouldn't have worked. Song Jiapeng has already confessed. What's the point of continuing to bear it? You want to spend the rest of your life in prison, and you want your sons to live in a welfare home. Do you think they will still recognize you when they grow up?
If they ask, 'Mom, where have you been?', how are you going to answer? "
"Sob … sob …" Tong Qiuyue burst into tears. "My sons, Mom has let you down. Mom misses you too. I have no choice. I really have no choice."
Ma Jingbo passed a pack of tissues to her. "If you encounter any difficulties, don't give up. Think of a way to solve it and fight for it.
As long as you plead guilty, I can help you get your sentence reduced or even suspended. "
"Suspended? Can I really do that? I can go out and see my sons now! "Tong Qiuyue's eyes flashed with hope.
"That depends on your attitude. If you plead guilty with a good attitude, I will try my best to fight for it. I don't want my two sons to not see their mother."
"I'll tell you … I'll tell you everything."
"Where is Song Yingfa?"
"In Quancheng."
"Exact address?"
"I really don't know. We rarely contact him. Even if we do, it's Jiapeng who contacts his father."
"On the afternoon of April 6th, did you call Song Yingfa?"
Tong Qiuyue nodded. "Yes. You guys arrested Song Jiapeng. I know it might have something to do with my father-in-law, so I told him."
"What did he say to you?"
"He told me not to be nervous. The more nervous I am, the easier it is for me to make mistakes. He also told me to lock the door and not to contact him again. He won't be using his phone during this period, so I hung up. "
"Did he say what he was going to do or where he was going?"
"No. The call was very urgent, so we didn't talk much."
"Other than you and Song Jiapeng, does anyone else know that Song Yingfa is still alive?"
"No."
"You said in your statement that after your father-in-law died, the elders of your family came to see him."
"At that time, my father-in-law was already in his coffin pretending to be dead. Normally, no one would be willing to go near him. A few people who were close to him were stopped by my husband. He found an excuse to seal the coffin."
"Who was Song Yingfa's accomplice in robbing the gold shop seven years ago?"
"I don't know."
"Think about it carefully."
"I really don't know. My husband might know a little about this. Haven't you guys already asked him? Why are you still asking me? "
Ma Jingbo hurriedly said, "Your husband does know and he told us the identity of the other party. But before we arrest the suspect, we need to confirm the authenticity of this clue. "
"I'm not very brave. If I could hide from this kind of thing, I would never take the initiative to ask. I really don't know."
…
In the fourth interrogation room, Han Bin was interrogating Song Jiapeng at the same time.
"Song Jiapeng, are you used to living here?"
Song Jiapeng lowered his head and shook his head. "Not really."
"You have to get used to it. I think you'll have to live here for a while."
Song Jiapeng looked up at Han Bin. "Captain Han, I don't know why you have such a bad impression of me, but I've never done anything illegal. I have a clear conscience."
"Is that so?" Han Bin leaned against the interrogation table. "I'll ask you again. Where is Song Yingfa?"
"My father is dead. No matter how many times you ask me, my answer will be the same."
"Last night, we opened the coffin and did an autopsy. The coffin was empty. Song Yingfa's body was not there. How do you explain that? "
"I don't believe it."
"That's the truth."
"Then let me see the photo."
Han Bin stared at him for a while and smiled. "You're very smart and very vigilant. Last night, the police did not open the coffin for an autopsy, but that doesn't mean they won't do it. There's no point in you holding on to it. "
Song Jiapeng licked his lips, lowered his head, and remained silent.
"I can guarantee that if you refuse to assist the police in the investigation, I will definitely apply to open the coffin for an autopsy. It will take time, but it's not a problem for me. I just don't want to take that step. Once the police open the coffin and find that Song Yingfa's grave is empty. I believe that the entire Song family and Li Ha village will have no place for you and your family. "
Song Jiapeng frowned, clenched his fists, and still didn't let go.
"Song Jiapeng, you're not alone. Your wife is in the interrogation room next door. If you don't say anything, can you guarantee that she won't say anything? " Han Bin touched his nose. "Your wife should be being questioned by my colleagues now. I can guess the content of their interrogation.
Last night, I brought both of you back to the police station. The reason why I didn't interrogate you immediately was to make use of the time difference and make you think that the police opened the coffin for an autopsy.
You're very cautious and didn't believe what I said, but your wife might not be as cautious as you. My colleagues might even use this time difference to say that the police conducted a surprise interrogation on you and you've already confessed.
The police have more clues than you can imagine. For example, your father should be hiding in Quan City. After you were arrested by the police for the first time, your wife called Song Yingfa to tell on you. As long as we present this evidence, I believe that your wife won't be able to take it.
As long as your wife confesses, there's no point in you continuing to take it. It will only increase your crime and sentence. This is a kind advice, I hope you don't make a mistake. "
"Huff …"
Song Jiapeng was stunned for a moment, then let out a long sigh. "It's been seven years, seven years, why won't you let us go …
You're right, my father did fake his death. He made a mistake and was afraid that the police would find him, so he thought of a way to escape. He left home and Li Ha Village. "
"So, Song Yingfa is indeed the suspect of the gold shop robbery seven years ago."
"Yes."
"Who's the other suspect?"
"I don't know."
"Didn't your father tell you?"
"No."
"Where's your father?"
"I only know that he's in Quan City, but I don't know the exact location."
"I hope that you can help the police find him."
Song Jiapeng shook his head. "That's impossible. My father is very vigilant. I've never asked him where he is, and he never told me. I can't even contact him now. "
"Where's the gold jewelry that your father robbed?"
"I don't know. My father didn't let me ask, and I didn't dare ask."
Han Bin could tell that as long as it was related to the gold shop robbery seven years ago, Song Jiapeng would either say that he didn't know or push the blame onto his father. He didn't provide any valuable clues.
However, Song Jiapeng's confession was still very important to the investigation of the case. As long as they could prove that Song Yingfa was still alive, Han Bin could ask the Quan City police to help arrest Song Yingfa.
"Bang!" The door to the interrogation room was flung open, and Jiang Yang rushed in with a phone in his hand. "Captain Han, Song Jiapeng's phone is ringing."
"Ring ring ring …"
"What are you panicking about?" Han Bin scolded. "Who's calling?"
"It's another number under Song Jiapeng's name. It's probably Song Yingfa."
"Inform the technical department to locate the number immediately."
"Wang Xiao has already gone to the technical department."
"Ring ring ring …" The phone was still ringing.
"Captain Han, what do we do? If we don't answer the phone for a long time, will the suspect be alerted? "
Han Bin was also worried about this. Real-time locating the number required time. If no one answered the phone for a long time, Song Yingfa might notice something was wrong and remove the SIM card again. If that happened, the real-time location would fail. Han Bin had to think of a way to stall the other party.
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