Huang Qiang hailed a bus. He was lucky as there was still a seat in the back.
Just as he placed the black backpack on his lap, his phone rang again. Ring ring ring …
Huang Qiang glanced at his phone. It was still Huang Wei. He pressed the answer button. "Is there anything else?"
"Did you get on?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"You're really not coming back?"
"Of course, I'm going to stay in the south for a while. I'm tired of staying in Qin Island," Huang Qiang said.
"Qiangzi, listen to me. You should turn yourself in. There's really no need for that little bit of money," Huang Wei said earnestly.
"Do you know how much I sold it for?"
"How much?"
Huang Qiang whispered, "Seventy thousand."
"Is it worth it for this little bit of money?"
"This little bit of money?"
Huang Qiang repeated and whispered, "I've never seen so much money in my life. I can't save it even if I don't eat or drink for a year. I don't have to do anything now. With this seventy thousand, I can live a carefree life for a year. I can do whatever I want."
"Then what about a year later? Have you thought about it? Listen to me and turn yourself in," Huang Wei said.
"Don't say these words again. I don't like it."
"Bitter medicine is good for sickness. Even if you don't like it, I have to say it. It's for your own good," Huang Wei shouted.
"I don't need you to lecture me. If you say these words again, I won't answer your phone and I won't let you spend the thousand," Huang Qiang snorted.
"I don't need your thousand. I have to take responsibility for that thousand," Huang Wei said.
"Fine, if you don't want it, I don't want to transfer it. I'll hang up after I pay for this phone. Don't call me again," Huang Qiang said.
"Is it worth it for seventy thousand?"
"Is it worth it?"
Huang Qiang snorted. "When you say this, you should first pat your chest. Do you have 70,000 yuan in your card? If not, you don't have the right to talk to me. "
"As long as we work hard, there will be money sooner or later. I still have the same words. Hurry up and turn yourself in …" Before Huang Wei could finish, the phone had already been hung up.
Huang Qiang took out his SIM card and threw it out of the window, muttering, "I hate it when people lecture me. Even my parents can't do it, so who do you think you are!"
"Woo woo woo …" At this moment, a siren sounded outside the car.
A police van quickly overtook them and directly stopped in front of the bus. After leaving a safe distance, the van slowly slowed down and forced the bus to stop.
"What's the situation? Why did we stop?" A passenger complained.
"There seems to be a police car in front of us. It forced us to stop."
"F * ck, is there a bad guy in our car?"
"I've only seen this kind of thing on TV." The passengers started talking at once. Many of them held their bags and looked around vigilantly.
"Bam!" At this moment, Huang Qiang, who was sitting in the back row, jumped out of the window.
"Police, don't move." Han Bin scolded.
When Huang Qiang heard this, he slipped away even faster and ran forward like a child.
Perhaps it was because he had eaten too much, Huang Qiang felt a little pain in his stomach after running a few steps. He was also carrying a black backpack, so he couldn't run fast at all.
However, he couldn't care less at this time. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain as he continued to run forward. He never thought that the police would come so quickly.
In order to accurately locate Huang Qiang, Han Bin had been busy all morning. Other than filling his stomach with water, he didn't eat anything. Although he was hungry, it didn't affect his movements.
After chasing for a few dozen meters, he pressed Huang Qiang to the ground. Li Hui and the others also arrived one after another. Huang Qiang had no room to resist.
"What's your name?"
"Huang Qiang."
"Do you know why I caught you?"
"I don't know. You caught the wrong person."
"You still dare to quibble." Li Hui grabbed his hair and pulled him up from the ground. "Speak, who did you sell the Mercedes-Benz to?"
"Did that bastard Huang Wei betray me?" Huang Qiang's eyes were red as he answered the question.
"Cut the crap and answer my question."
"Motherf * cker, I already said that I would give him a thousand. How can you be so unreasonable? To think that I call him brother all day long. Bah." Huang Qiang cursed.
"Haha, you're really funny. You sold the car for seventy thousand and only gave him a thousand. You still have the nerve to say that." Zhao Ming laughed.
"What's wrong? That coward trembles when he sees a dead person. It's already good enough to give him a thousand." Huang Qiang said disdainfully.
"Cut the crap and take him back to the police station." Han Bin waved his hand.
This matter could also be considered an unexpected gain. Listening to the conversation between the Huang brothers, Huang Qiang should have sold the car to a car theft gang. If they could wipe out this gang that resells stolen cars, it could also be considered as a great contribution.
After taking the Huang brothers back to the police station, the technical team extracted Huang Qiang's DNA sample.
Han Bin poured a cup of tea and didn't bother to cool it before drinking it. He directly brought the tea into the interrogation room and prepared to immediately interrogate Huang Qiang.
Han Bin was in charge of the interrogation while Li Hui was in charge of recording.
Han Bin turned on the law enforcement recorder and asked a routine question.
Huang Qiang snorted and turned his head to the side, not responding.
"Huang Qiang, since we arrested you, we have evidence to convict you. Don't think that you can get away with it." Han Bin snorted.
"That bastard Huang Wei betrayed me?" Huang Qiang said hatefully.
"Huang Wei didn't betray you. To be exact, you implicated him."
"Nonsense. If it wasn't for him, how could the police find me?" Huang Qiang didn't believe it.
"Did you come into contact with the deceased?"
"Hmph, don't try to trick me." Huang Qiang still had an uncooperative attitude.
"We, the police, clearly heard the conversation between you and Huang Wei. There's no way to deny the fact that you sold the Mercedes-Benz." Han Bin said coldly.
Huang Qiang lowered his head and his body involuntarily trembled.
"I'm giving you a chance now. It's one thing for you to take the initiative to confess, but it's another thing to be accused by others. This time, your sentence won't be short." Han Bin reminded him.
Huang Qiang slowly raised his head, gulped and said: "I, I want a cigarette."
Han Bin stood up, lit a cigarette and handed it to him.
Huang Qiang took a few deep breaths. After a while, he calmed down and said: "You're right. I sold the car."
"Who did you sell it to?" Han Bin asked.
"There's something I want to make clear. I picked up this Mercedes-Benz. It shouldn't be illegal to sell it." Huang Qiang didn't answer the question.
"Are you sure you picked it up and not stole it?"
"I'm sure." Huang Qiang said loudly.
Han Bin frowned: "Where did you pick it up?"
"Jing An Alley."
"Do you know that it's the deceased's car?"
"I don't know."
"Is the car key on the deceased?" Han Bin confirmed.
Huang Qiang glanced at Han Bin and said with a firm gaze: "No, the car key was one meter away from the deceased. I picked it up on the ground."
"Bang!"
Li Hui slammed the table and scolded: "Nonsense, that Mercedes-Benz was obviously stolen by you, and the car key was also taken from the deceased."
"What evidence do you have to prove that I stole the car?" Huang Qiang asked.
Han Bin smiled: "You didn't smoke for nothing. Now that you've calmed down, you're quite good at avoiding the important and dwelling on the trivial."
"I'm telling the truth. I picked up the car key from the ground. I didn't steal it." Huang Qiang said.
"Yesterday morning, there was no direct contact between you and the deceased Fan Zhenye?" Han Bin confirmed.
"No." Huang Qiang's answer was very simple.
Picking up the car key from the ground and taking the car key from the deceased could be said to be two different types of cases, and there were no cameras at the scene. As long as Huang Qiang stubbornly refused to admit it, there was a possibility that he was innocent.
"Huang Wei saw with his own eyes that you took the car key from the deceased and a few hundred yuan in cash. You still dare to quibble?" Li Hui said.
"Comrade police, you're wrong. You weren't at the scene at all. Huang Wei is very timid. He ran away in fear after a glance. He didn't dare to look carefully at it at all. The money and car key were picked up one meter away from the deceased. The reason why he said I stole it was completely out of jealousy." Huang Qiang said.
"Even if you picked up the car key from the ground one meter away from the deceased, have you ever thought that the Mercedes-Benz key might be the deceased's?" Li Hui asked.
"No, he's a poor beggar. His clothes are even more tattered than mine. I never thought that he could drive a Mercedes-Benz. Naturally, I wouldn't think that the Mercedes-Benz key was his." The more Huang Qiang spoke, the more confident he became.
"Well, that's a lot of reasons." Han Bin snorted.
"Officer, I'm telling the truth." Huang Qiang said seriously.
"Let's not discuss this issue first. Who did you sell the Mercedes-Benz to?" Han Bin changed the topic.
"Officer, I think it's better to determine the nature of the car theft and car picking first before talking about selling the car," Huang Qiang said.
"I'll ask again. Who did you sell the car to?" Han Bin said sternly.
Huang Qiang glanced at Han Bin. He didn't dare to talk back, nor did he reply. He lowered his head again.
It was obvious that he wanted to avoid the important issue and dwell on the trivial.
Han Bin wouldn't let him get what he wanted. He sneered, "Okay, then let's wait and see who has the patience."
The interrogation room fell into silence.
Huang Qiang didn't say anything.
Han Bin sat opposite him and drank tea.
Li Hui looked at his watch and said softly, "Brother Bin, you're really just going to wait."
"Don't be impatient. This kid will cry later," Han Bin said indifferently.
They weren't the only two in the police force. Although they were resting, the others were still investigating.
After a while, there was a knock on the door. "Knock, knock."
"Come in," Han Bin said.
Reuven walked into the interrogation room and glanced at Huang Qiang, who was sitting in the interrogation chair. He handed a document to Han Bin, "The DNA comparison is successful. It's a complete match."
Han Bin opened the document, glanced at it, and said with a smile, "Glasses, you've worked hard. I'll treat you to a meal when I have time."
"You're too kind, Team Leader Han," Lu Wen responded and left the interrogation room.
Han Bin walked to the interrogation table, looked at Huang Qiang, and said, "Huang Qiang, did you have direct contact with the deceased yesterday morning?"
"I told you, no." Huang Qiang shook his head.
"Then where were you at nine o 'clock the night before yesterday?" Han Bin continued to ask.
"What do you mean? What happened the night before yesterday?" Huang Qiang was puzzled.
"At nine o 'clock the night before yesterday, the deceased was killed in Jing' an Alley. We extracted the suspect's dandruff from the deceased's fingernails. After testing, it matches your DNA. We have enough reason to suspect that you're the suspect who killed the deceased," Han Bin said sternly.
"I … I didn't. Don't wrongly accuse me." Huang Qiang was a little anxious.
"Bang!"
Han Bin slammed the table and scolded, "The deceased had your dandruff in his fingernails, which means that he might have fought with you before he died. You still dare to say that you're not suspicious?"
"I didn't see the deceased at all the night before yesterday. I'm wrongly accused. You can't talk nonsense," Huang Qiang shouted.
"Then why did the deceased have your dandruff in his fingernails?" Han Bin pressed.
"I … I … This …" Huang Qiang revealed a difficult expression, wanting to say something but hesitating.
"This is murder. If it's proven, it might be the death penalty." Li Hui winked.
"I didn't kill anyone!" Huang Qiang clenched his fists and smashed the interrogation chair.
"DNA comparison won't lie," Han Bin said.
"I'll say it, I'll say it all …"
Huang Qiang covered his forehead with his hands and said with a choked voice, "I stole the car key. Yesterday morning, the car key was in the hands of the deceased, and I wanted to pry open his fingers to take the car key. His fingers were already hard at that time, and I used all my strength to pry open his fingers to take it away. His nails also scratched my hand. I really didn't kill him."
Li Hui spat, "Pfft, what the hell were you doing earlier?"
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