Chapter 203

When the two suspects were taken to the police station in a unique way, it immediately caused a sensation.

"Ha ha It's so talented that the suspects have become the same hands and feet. " A policeman laughed.

"If there is no tacit understanding, I don't know how many times I have to step on the heel." Another officer joked.

"I'm curious. How did they sit in the car?"

"Sit on your thighs." A policeman squeezed his eyes.

"Ha ha..." There was another burst of laughter.

Wang Haichuan and Zhang Bochao both lowered their heads, looked nervous, and their cheeks were red. They were eager to find a way to get in.

"Now I know. I'm sorry. I've already done something." Zhao Ming snorted.

Originally, it was just a record, but after Zhang Bochao's run, things got worse and he was directly detained in the interrogation room.

When Han Bin returns to the office, he drinks a cup of tea and asks Li Hui to check the progress of the monitoring. Then he asks Zhao Ming to go to the interrogation room together.

Zhang Bochao was a young man with a drooping face, as if someone owed him several hundred yuan.

Han Bin opened the law enforcement recorder and asked routinely: "name, age, gender, nationality..."

"I'll let my brother go first if you're a hero." Zhang Bochao is awe inspiring.

"Oh, it's the first time I've ever seen a homicide suspect confess so happily. It's as honest as you. Our police can save trouble." Han Bin said with a smile.

"What? Murderer? " Zhang Bochao showed surprise, eyes staring boss: "you are not wrong, how can I be a murderer."

"Didn't you say you recognized it?" Zhao Ming snorted.

"I admit I fought, but I didn't kill anyone." Zhang Bochao explained.

"Bang!"

Han Bin patted the table, scolded: "here is the criminal police team, you fight that little thing, still use our tube?"

"Comrade police, there must be some misunderstanding. I'm always timid. How can I kill people?" Zhang Bochao said.

Han Bin opened his notebook: "what do I ask, what do you answer, understand?"

"Yes, yes."

"Name, age, gender, nationality..."

"Zhang Bochao, 21 years old, male, Han nationality..."

"What's your relationship with Peng Yongren?"

"Classmate."

"When was your classmate?"

"Junior high school students."

"Have you been in touch lately?"

Zhang Bochao hesitated: "yes, he sent me QQ on October 3, and I called him on October 4."

"Have you ever had a conflict?"

"On October 4th, I beat him up."

"Who are they?"

"Just me."

"Don't be a hero here, provide false testimony and mislead the police to handle the case, but you have to bear the legal responsibility." Han Bin warned.

"I There are three of us

"Who are they?"

"I, Kong Yixin, Wang Haichuan." Zhang Bochao said, and hastened to add: "I am the mastermind, they just go with me, not much hands, I fight alone."

"Why did you kill Peng Yongren after you beat him?" Han Bin tried.

"I didn't kill him. I saw him once. He was fine when he left. He couldn't die at all." Zhang Bochao called.

Han Bin looked at each other for a moment and continued to ask, "where are you between 5:00 and 12:00 on October 6?"

"In the past few days, our company worked late. I remember that day, it seemed that we were busy until more than ten o'clock. Then we had a snack together. After that, we took a taxi home. It was almost twelve o'clock when I got home." Zhang Bochao recalled.

"Who can prove it?"

"The people in our store can prove that what I said is true." Zhang Bochao is determined.

"Do you know that Peng Yongren was killed?" Han Bin asked.

Zhang Bochao shook his head: "I don't know."

"What's the conflict between you two?" Han Bin asked.

Zhang Bochao bowed his head and said with emotion: "it has been many years since this incident was said."

"It's all right. Take your time. We have time."

"Peng Yongren and I were classmates in junior high school. I studied very well at that time, but I didn't like to talk very much and was a little proud. I can't remember how I offended Peng Yongren at that time. He liked to trouble me, and I didn't agree with him. They didn't often have conflicts." Speaking of this, Zhang Bochao stopped for a moment, clenched his fist and said:

"once, he found some students outside the school to block me, beat me up, pulled me to the woods, took off my clothes, tied me to the tree, and a group of them stood beside me and laughed at me."

Zhang Bochao's eyes were red and his voice choked: "I remember very clearly that it was summer. There were so many mosquitoes. I was bitten all over my bag. I was He's just like a monkey. "Han Bin is a little surprised. It turns out that this is the first mosquito killer in the 21st century.

"Do you know how Peng Yongren died?"

"I don't know, but I thank you for letting me know." Zhang Bochao said with a smile.

"He was killed by a mosquito." Han Bin said.

"What! You say it again The smile on Zhang Bochao's face solidified.

Han Bin got up, took out a picture of Peng Yongren and put it in front of Zhang Bochao: "see for yourself."

"Was it really a mosquito bite?" Zhang Bochao is holding the photo with his hands shaking.

Han Bin took back the photo and asked, "it's been so long. Why did he call you and why did you find someone to beat him up?"

"Ha ha..." Zhang Bochao smiles: "he deserves it."

"How do you deserve it?"

"We have a high school QQ group. On October 3, he suddenly contacted me, which surprised me, because I haven't been in that group for a long time, and I didn't want to have any relationship with him again."

Zhang Bochao seemed to have a lot of emotion. He rubbed his face and asked: "Comrade police, do you know what he said to me?"

"He asked you about being bitten by mosquitoes?" Han Bin guessed.

"Yes, this bastard dare to mention that. Because of that, I was affected and didn't want to study. I was admitted to a poor high school, but I didn't even get into the University. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to work as an intermediary. I also want to sit in the University classroom, and I want to be a 958 college student. It's because of him that I lost such a chance Chance, and he dares to mention it. "

Zhang Bochao's face was full of resentment: "I was really angry. I asked him to meet the next day and beat him up. But I didn't kill him. I didn't kill him."

"What did he ask you about being bitten by mosquitoes?" Han Bin said.

"He asked me how long it would take to recover after being bitten by a mosquito, whether it would affect my body, and whether it would cause harm. This son of a bitch didn't realize how much harm it had caused me." Zhang Bochao clenched his teeth.

"Why did he inquire about it?"

"He said it was a test." Zhang Bochao took a deep breath and hated Peng Yongren to the extreme. When he found the opportunity, he scolded him:

"he actually took my pain as a test. You say how stupid he is."

"What test?"

"At the beginning, he refused to say. Later, I met him on October 4 and beat him hard. Then I asked him if he wanted to join an organization. Mosquito punishment was the test given to him by the organization." Zhang Bochao sneered, seemed to be speechless, and continued:

"I remember very clearly that day, I beat him hard and rolled him all over the floor. He begged me for mercy and told me not to fight. Then I found that the devil in my heart was so vulnerable. I felt his sister was too happy at that time. Even if I was caught by the police because of the fight, it was worth it. I escaped Running is not for myself. I don't want to help my brother. "

Han Bin wrote in his notebook: "what organization does he want to join?"

Zhang Bochao recalled for a moment: "brothers will."