"Enough!" Carol shouted. "Please … stop slandering my dead husband." She gritted her teeth and replied, "It's not that we don't want children, it's just …" She choked. "The doctor said it's my problem …" She paused, because that was all she could say. "Mr. Feng, Mr. Detective, I hope you can keep this a secret. If what I said here today appears in any media …" She choked on her sobs and continued, "Mr. Feng, Mr. Detective, I hope you can keep this a secret.
"Understood … understood …" Feng Bujue interrupted. "If this gets out, then the biggest tycoon in Asari will come after us. By then … Mr. Scofield will probably lose his job and pension. And I … will probably be packed into a suitcase and thrown into the Mediterranean Sea. "
Sweat broke out on Scofield's forehead. He quickly put on a serious face and said, "I swear on my honor as a police officer and my personal integrity, ma 'am, your words will not be leaked."
Feng Bujue continued calmly, "In short … since there is such a reason, then I think … I have misunderstood you." He casually retracted his words and said to Carol, "So far, everything I've said is all speculation, not accusations. I hope you don't mind."
"I think it's hard for ordinary people not to mind what you say!" Carol replied.
"You have every reason to be angry. I understand." Feng Bujue said, "If I were you, I would be thinking something like 'Denis should really leave this b * stard by the side of the road.'"
Carol didn't respond, but her expression already admitted that she had been seen through.
"Let's go back to the first question." Feng Bujue smiled. "You see, you've overturned my reasoning. I'm at my wit's end now. Unless you tell me a suspect with a potential motive, it'll be difficult to continue the investigation."
Seeing this, I believe everyone understood. In fact, Brother Jue's method … was to first infuriate the person being questioned by false accusations and nonsense, then claim that he was in a deadlock, so that the other party would say something that they wouldn't say in a normal interrogation.
At the end of the day, it was all a "scam". The reaction of an innocent person to an accusation is bound to be different from that of a murderer. When these two types of people realized that the detective in front of them was incompetent, they would have different psychological changes.
In addition, Brother Jue had also carefully arranged the order of the people who entered the room, because he had other tricks up his sleeve … The classic "someone has already sold you out" was one of them, but that was a story for another day …
As an experienced investigator, Scofield was naturally well-versed in the tricks of separate interrogations. However, he had many misgivings about the case in front of him. Without any evidence at hand, it was inappropriate to use "cops" to deal with this group of law-abiding citizens who had no criminal record. Even if the case was solved in the end, people would not think of him. If the case was not solved, there would be endless trouble in the future.
Furthermore, this' trouble 'was not as simple as complaining to the higher-ups. Just as Feng Bujue said, Mrs. Caroline's family was the biggest tycoon in Asari, and one had to add the word' biggest 'in front of' biggest '.
How much power did this family have in the country? For example, one night in the middle of the night, you reversed your car in an alley and accidentally killed one of their family members. Then, you would be sentenced to seven years in prison. You would have to sell your house for compensation until you went bankrupt and your family was separated. After seven years of court, you would be left with nothing. Then, on the same night, you were crossing the road with the traffic light green, and their family member was speeding on the street and happened to hit you and kill you. Then, that person would be sentenced to three years in prison with one year of probation. After one year, he would not be jailed due to good behavior. The compensation was not small, but it was only enough to buy a wheel from the sports car.
In summary, if Scofield had not only failed to catch the real murderer, but also tried to frame this family, then he could basically retire early. He also couldn't expect to find another job. People could easily ruin his reputation in the national media and say that he used to be a prostitute before he became a police officer.
Therefore, the detective had never thought about this at all.
But he didn't expect Feng Bujue, a third party, to propose a similar interrogation strategy and volunteer to carry it out.
Of course, Scofield wouldn't refuse Brother Jue's proposal. After all, they weren't the ones who offended people. Besides, Feng Bujue was a well-known detective. The monk could run away, but the temple couldn't. If the case really wasn't solved, Scofield could just vent his anger on him.
"Okay …" After hesitating for a while, Carol finally relented. "If you have to say who has a motive … I guess … I'm just guessing …"
"Don't worry, I won't say that you accused someone in front of others." Seeing that Scofield had taken the bait, Feng Bujue quickly reassured her.
"Maybe it's Odetta …" Carol's gaze turned to the side.
"Women are such scary creatures …" Feng Bujue did not show it on the surface, but internally, he was thinking, "Ever since you entered the room, the two of you have been chatting happily. After the incident, it was she who stayed by your side, but in the end, you still managed to say her name …"
"Oh? Why do you think so? " Feng Bujue quickly asked. At the same time, he gave Scofield a look, indicating that the detective shouldn't interrupt.
"I don't know … Maybe it's because of Old Master Colston's inheritance …" Carol said. "Denis is the eldest son, so he's the biggest threat to her as a stepmother, right? And … And … "She stopped talking.
"And a twenty-eight-year-old woman marrying a fifty-five-year-old man … It must have been for money in the first place." Feng Bujue said what Scofield couldn't say.
Carol didn't answer him. She just lowered her head and didn't say anything.
"Okay, I understand." Feng Bujue said. "Thank you very much for the information. I'll reconsider the whole case with the detective." He had already gotten what he wanted, so he stretched out his hand and gestured for her to leave. "Please."
…
After Mrs. Carol left, Feng Bujue told Dempsey, who was outside the door, to bring in the next suspect. He then closed the door behind him.
"You're really sharp, Mr. Feng." Before Brother Jue could turn around, Scofield said, "There are some things that even I can't say."
"Let's be frank … Just now, I was so despicable, wasn't I?" Feng Bujue laughed self-deprecatingly.
"No, no, no …" Scofield smiled and waved his hand. In fact, his expression was tacit agreement.
"Sometimes, in order to achieve the goal of questioning," Feng Bujue said in an indifferent tone. "It's inevitable that people will hate you." He walked back to the desk. "It doesn't matter if the other party is male or female, old or young, tall or short; it doesn't matter if they're rich or poor; it doesn't matter if they're a president, a beggar, a priest or a hoodlum. A detective only has one goal — to get the information he wants out of them. Not to win their favor. "
"Yes, yes …" Scofield nodded, looking as if he had learned something.
Feng Bujue continued, "So … Next, I'll make increasingly nasty remarks without losing my composure. You'd better be mentally prepared."
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