Yang Zhichao roared, "You can't do this … You can't …"
"Be quiet!" Ma Jingbo slapped the table, "Can you not have the final say? We need evidence."
"Fine, then you can check your evidence. Song Xinhai is dead anyway, I won't say anything. Let's see what evidence you have." Yang Zhichao snorted coldly.
"Even if you don't say anything, we will still continue to investigate. Your mother's account received the stolen money, so she also has to assist in the investigation; and your brother and sister, your mother transferred the stolen money to their account, so they also have to assist in the investigation. As long as they are related to the stolen money, they will be listed as suspects in the device management case."
Yang Zhichao stood up and slapped the interrogation chair with both hands, "You can't do this, they are innocent, they don't know anything."
"They are innocent?" Ma Jingbo's expression gradually turned cold as he questioned.
"Then is Ren Jianhua innocent? Is Cao Da innocent? Is Zhao Xiaoshan innocent? The money your mother, your brother, and your sister spent was bought with their lives. Tell me, who is the innocent one here? "
"I beg you, don't disturb their lives, they really don't know anything." Yang Zhichao cried.
"Then who knows?"
Yang Zhichao hurriedly nodded, "I know, I know everything. I'll tell you everything."
This time, Yang Zhichao's mentality was completely defeated, and he honestly explained the case.
Just as he had said before, this was a case of device management reselling. Song Xinhai was a donor intermediary, and he had taken a fancy to his work in the medical examination center, so he could help find healthy donor targets. The three victims were all young and strong men, and their devices were also the most energetic.
The portrait from America and the photos of the male celebrities were a smokescreen to cover up the truth of the device management reselling and to make people think that they were perverted killers. Moreover, he had made an agreement with Song Xinhai that as long as the police had enough evidence and knew the meaning of the picture, he would confess to the prearranged explanation.
At the end of the day, they were still doing it for profit. Once the police found out the truth, all their illegal gains would be confiscated, but if it was just a simple murder case, the police would not freeze the money.
Because of this, Yang Zhichao had no choice but to pretend to be a glass man. He even hung many pictures of naked men in the house. A normal man would have gone mad if he had to face all these pictures all day long. That was why he came to Higan for a deal. He used his identity as a normal man to vent his frustration and frustration.
As for Zhao Xiaoshan, he didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky.
According to Yang Zhichao's confession, the kidnapping of Zhao Xiaoshan had been planned since the beginning of the year. Because of Fei Yan's incident, Song Xinhai had even applied to the higher-ups to continue with the plan, but the higher-ups still insisted on carrying it out. The reason was very simple, the patient who needed the transplant tube could not afford to wait.
However, even after he was kidnapped, the control didn't loosen. The equipment couldn't be transported out of Qin Island. After considering the risks, they finally decided to give up. Zhao Xiaoshan was killed.
A leg was fed to the dogs.
…
The interrogation lasted for two hours.
Although Yang Zhichao confessed, Han Bin didn't feel relaxed at all.
Song Xinhai and Yang Zhichao were only peripheral personnel, and there was a huge network of interests behind them.
Han Bin, on the other hand, had a sense of helplessness. As the case progressed, it had already far exceeded his jurisdiction.
After exiting the interrogation room, Han Bin said with a serious expression, "Captain Ma, should we continue investigating this case?"
Ma Jingbo hesitated. "This case involves too many people, and the scope is too wide. We need to report it to the leaders of the municipal bureau. Judging from the current situation, it's hard for us to continue with the investigation. We might have to hand it over to the provincial bureau."
Ma Jingbo patted Han Bin's shoulder. "You did well this time. I'll report it to the leaders of the municipal bureau."
"Thank you, Captain Ma."
…
At night, after work.
Han Bin bought some cooked food and a box of beer. He invited Li Hui to his house for a gathering.
The two clinked glasses and took a big gulp of beer.
"Awesome!" Li Hui had not drunk in a long time. He added a piece of pig ear and started to chew on it.
"Brother Bin, we haven't had a drink alone in a long time."
"That's true." Han Bin nodded and ate a mouthful of peanuts.
Li Hui was a little emotional. "In the past, when we solved a case, we would gather together in the team. Now that we've solved such a big case, it's just the two of us drinking alone."
"After this period, I'll treat everyone to a gathering." Han Bin raised his glass and clinked glasses with Li Hui.
"Haha …" Li Hui laughed. "Then let me say this first. Big kidneys can't be missing."
"Since you like eating big kidneys so much, I'll give you a nickname. Big Kidneys."
"Pfft." Li Hui rolled his eyes and filled Han Bin's glass with beer. "Brother Bin, Captain Ma praised you a lot this afternoon. Are you going to be promoted again?"
"I want to. I've only been a team leader for a short time. Where else can I get promoted?" Han Bin said.
"That's true. Although you've contributed a lot, your qualifications are still there. You can't be promoted to deputy team leader so quickly. Based on your promotion speed, you'll replace Captain Zeng soon."
Han Bin snorted. "You've just started drinking and you're already talking like a drunkard."
"Pfft, it's still early," Li Hui said and clinked glasses with Han Bin.
The two ate a few mouthfuls of food and talked about the case again.
"Brother Bin, when did you start to suspect that this was a case of equipment management reselling?"
Han Bin put down his chopsticks and recalled. "Actually, when we first started investigating the case, there were already some clues. For example, the dismemberment of the bodies, the feeding of dogs, and the victims were all young and strong. I already had this speculation at that time, but I didn't find any concrete evidence."
"Actually, I believe that Captain Ma and Captain Zeng also had similar suspicions, but they didn't find any concrete evidence. Later, when the investigation reached the physical examination center, my suspicions reached its peak. "
"However, that was also a turning point. Then, the investigation led to Yang Zhichao and his house. Yang Zhichao purposely pretended to be the same surname, and he even placed the drawing of the American serial killer in his house, purposely leading the investigation in a different direction."
"Song Xinhai was dead, and Yang Zhichao insisted that it was a pervert who killed people. If the investigation didn't lead to Higan, he might have really covered up the truth of the equipment management reselling. After all, Song Xinhai was dead, and Yang Zhichao admitted that he was an accomplice, so he fulfilled the conditions to close the case."
"However, a fake is still a fake. No matter how good Yang Zhichao's disguise was, he was still a straight man, so he would have left some clues behind. Actually, when I first interrogated him and mentioned his house, I noticed that he showed a disgusted expression."
"Back then, I was thinking that there was something in his house that disgusted him. Higan's appearance proved my suspicion. He was not the same surname, so it would be strange if he could feel good when he returned to his house that was filled with posters of naked men. "
Li Hui nodded. Han Bin's words struck a chord in his heart. At the beginning of the investigation, he did have similar suspicions, but Yang Zhichao's identity as the same surname and his confession successfully diverted his attention, making him mistakenly think that it was a case of sexual assault and murder.
The two of them stayed together until 10 pm before Li Hui went home.
Han Bin tidied himself up and took a shower. Then, he lay down on the bed and slept soundly.
…
On the other side of the Pacific Ocean.
At the Chinese restaurant on Shikel Street.
It was lunchtime, so customers started to arrive at the Chinese restaurant.
Most of the customers were Chinese, but there were also some Caucasians, African Americans, and Latin Americans.
Two African Americans sat in the middle of the restaurant. One of them wore a gold chain while the other had a ponytail. Both of them ordered a whole table of dishes.
Kung Pao Chicken, Moo Shu Pork, Red Braised Pork, Mapo Tofu, Braised Sea Cucumber with Scallions, and Egg Fried Rice.
The two African Americans ate while shouting slogans. "Yo yo check, this restaurant is so f * cking awesome …"
The two African Americans shouted slogans while eating, and they even joked loudly. The two of them turned the restaurant into a mess.
The waitress, Ge Yunyun, still had lingering fears. She dared not walk past their table, so she took a detour.
This made the two African Americans even more excited, and they even whistled at Ge Yunyun.
"Creak …" The door creaked, and a man in a windbreaker and gold-rimmed glasses walked in.
"Brother Liao." Ge Yunyun quickly greeted him.
Brother Liao nodded and walked to the counter, "Lil 'Lei, give me a glass of orange juice."
Lil 'Lei took a glass of orange juice and placed it next to Brother Liao, "Brother Liao, it's those two African Americans. They ordered another table of dishes, so it's unlikely that they'll pay."
Brother Liao glanced at them, "Are they the two from last time?"
"They look like them. Oh my, these African Americans all look the same. They're all swarthy." Lil 'Lei was also a little uncertain, "But, these African Americans are all gangsters. They're all in contact with each other. If they know which restaurant is easy to bully, they'll sneak over. Anyway, they're all the same."
"Make me a pot of rice, I'll go listen to them." Brother Liao said and walked to the table not far from the African Americans.
The two African Americans did not care about Brother Liao at all, and were still talking to themselves.
The man with the dreadlocks made a hand gesture, "Tony, this restaurant's food is not bad. I like this red braised pork. It's great."
"Yeah, my brother. How could the restaurant I recommend be bad? Who am I? The Little Tyrant of Shiker Street, Tony. "The man with the gold chain extended his fist and bumped fists with the dreadlocks.
The dreadlocks man lit a cigarette and took a puff, "Tony, did you get rich recently?"
"No, it's still the same."
The dreadlocks man shrugged his shoulders, "This meal isn't cheap, right?"
Tony pointed at the dreadlocks man's head, "You must be joking. We'll just leave after eating. Why are you thinking so much?"
"Oh, Tony, did you forget that restaurant where we had barbecue last time? I don't want to go through that again." The dreadlocks man made a shooting gesture.
"F * ck, that's a Korean restaurant. This is a Chinese restaurant. It's different, do you understand?" Tony shrugged his shoulders and said with a face full of disdain, "Trust me, they don't even have guns."
"Harmony brings wealth," Tony said in Chinese, "Eat to your heart's content, my brother.
"Eat to your heart's content, my brother. Order whatever you want. It's my treat."
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