Baohua Police Station.
Han Bin received a call from Guo Tianxu and personally checked the surveillance footage. The resolution of the footage was not very high. Han Bin sent the footage to Yuhua Branch and asked the technical team to help improve the resolution of the footage.
Han Bin called Li Hui and informed him of the progress of the case. At the same time, the two discussed their next steps. Han Bin would conduct a preliminary examination of Zhang Haiqiao, while Li Hui continued to look for the whereabouts of the screw.
From the surveillance footage, it could be seen that Zhang Haiqiao was probably twisting the screw. Then, the screw should not have fallen, but Zhang Haiqiao had gotten rid of it. This further confirmed the direction of the search.
In the interrogation room of the police station.
Zhang Haiqiao was cuffed to the interrogation chair, looking around the room.
After a while, the door to the interrogation room opened. Han Bin and Small Eye walked in.
Small Eye was sent back by Guo Tianxu to send the footage to Han Bin.
When Zhang Haiqiao saw the police uniform, he leaned forward, his voice a little sad.
"Sir, we had an accident while filming the video. I already know my mistake. When can you let me go? I want to prepare for my wife's funeral. I hope I can send her on her last journey, or I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."
Han Bin sat behind the interrogation table, put the glass on the table, and said slowly, "Don't worry, the cause of your wife's death is still unclear, and the body will not be handed over to the family. We will take good care of it. You should honestly explain the case."
"But … but I've already explained everything to Officer Li. I've explained everything. There's nothing else I can say."
"You've said everything?"
"Yes, I've said everything. If you ask me to continue, I really don't know what to say."
Han Bin leaned back in the chair, "I ask, you answer."
"Okay."
Han Bin asked the routine questions, "Name, gender, age …"
"My name is Zhang Haiqiao, the bow of the bow, the bridge of the bridge. Male, thirty-three years old this year. "
"When did you start shooting videos?"
Zhang Haiqiao licked his lips. "It started last year. At that time, we registered another account, but that account wasn't doing very well. We even signed an agreement with another company. Later on, we changed to the account we're using now. The content of the shoot is mainly about us as husband and wife, some family matters. I didn't expect that we would really do it."
"What's the account name?"
"Dawn bridge, flowing water. She's Liu Xiaolin and I'm Zhang Haiqiao. We each have one character. " Speaking of this, Zhang Haiqiao sighed, "Now that she's gone, I'm the only one left … But, even if it's for her sake, I'll manage this account well in the future."
"How many people operate this account?"
"Me, Xiaolin, and Dong Wenhuan. The three of us."
"What jobs are you in charge of?"
"Xiaolin and I are in charge of planning and performing. Dong Wenhuan is mainly in charge of filming. He usually doesn't appear on camera."
"Who was the first to suggest suicide by jumping off a building?"
Zhang Haiqiao thought for a moment. "It's Xiaolin."
"Have you ever thought of something like this before?"
Zhang Haiqiao shook his head. "No, I'm a cautious person. This theme is good and has a lot of gimmicks. It can attract a lot of fans, but there's a certain risk. If someone reports it, the video might be taken off the shelves. The account I used to operate was often reported. It was my first time filming, so I didn't know much and suffered a lot. "
"When did Liu Xiaolin come up with this idea?"
"Yesterday afternoon."
"When exactly?"
"I really can't remember. We had a meeting at three in the afternoon to discuss the topic of the shoot and the editing of some videos. We talked until around four. I think it was around three when she brought up the topic."
Han Bin jotted it down in his notebook and put down his pen. "You're husband and wife. Did she tell you about this idea before?"
"No."
"Where were you between 11 PM and 12 PM yesterday?"
"I was at home."
"Who else was at home?"
"Just me and my wife," Wang Yao said.
"No one else?"
"No."
"What were the two of you doing at that time?"
"At first, my wife was cooking and I was replying to the netizens' comments. After cooking, we ate together."
Han Bin stood up and picked up a photo from the table. He placed it in front of Zhang Haiqiao. "Look at this photo."
Zhang Haiqiao took one look and his expression changed immediately. "This … this is …"
"This is the surveillance camera installed in your neighborhood. The purpose is to prevent residents from throwing rubbish from upstairs. It happened to capture your window." Han Bin pointed at the person in the photo. "Who is this?"
Zhang Haiqiao pursed his lips. "It's me."
Han Bin's question had already made him speechless. He had already said that it was only the two of them yesterday afternoon.
"What were you holding in your hand at that time?"
Zhang Haiqiao bit his finger and fell silent.
One second, ten seconds, one minute … Zhang Haiqiao lowered his head and said nothing.
Han Bin turned his head and glanced at Small Eye. This guy was too uncooperative. He had no choice but to do it himself.
"Bang!" Han Bin slammed the table and asked, "Zhang Haiqiao, I asked you a question. Are you mute? "
Zhang Haiqiao was silent for a moment before he looked up and said, "No, I have hypoglycemia and felt a little dizzy just now."
"What about now?"
"I'm fine now."
"Then answer my question."
"I remember that I was holding a wrench. Yes, an iron wrench."
"What color was it?"
"Silver."
"Why did you hold a wrench?"
"To tighten the screws. My wife proposed to commit suicide by jumping off a building. She asked me to check the frame of the air conditioner in advance to see if it was sturdy, so I tightened the screws with a board …" Zhang Haiqiao choked with sobs. "I remember very clearly that I checked every screw on the frame of the air conditioner, and every screw was tightened tightly. I was afraid that she would have an accident … but I didn't expect that an accident would happen."
At this point, Zhang Haiqiao cried, "It's all my fault. I should have thought of the danger earlier and advised her not to do it. I really didn't expect that the frame of the air conditioner would fall when I tightened the screws. What kind of jerry-built project is this? I want to sue them. I want to seek justice for Xiaolin."
"Hmph." Han Bin snorted coldly and thought to himself that this guy was really a talent. "Lie, continue to lie. It was obviously loosening the screws, but you made it sound like tightening the screws. It's a pity that you don't become a crosstalk actor. Maybe Teacher Guo will have another successor."
"Police comrade, in all honesty, I was tightening the screws at that time. How could I have loosened the screws? You can't frame me." Zhang Haiqiao looked very agitated, as if he was really misunderstood.
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