Yang Zhichao hesitated, "it should be."
"Have you seen his ID card?"
"No
How to write song Baijiang
"I haven't seen him write, but I think it should be song of Songjiang, white of white, Songjiang of Songjiang."
Han Bin frowned, "have you ever seen anything that can prove song Baijiang's identity?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Has song Baijiang ever been with other people?"
Yang Zhichao shook his head again.
Ma Jingbo can't sit still. "How much do you know about song Baijiang?"
Yang Zhichao looks complex, "I dare not ask him, or even stare at him, I dare not understand him..."
Li Hui snorted, "you dare not, you dare not, you dare to help him kill..."
"I've never killed anyone, I just..." In the middle of his speech, Yang Zhichao began to cry again.
Hearing him cry, Ma Jingbo is also upset. Another suspect is dead, and he hopes to get more words out of Yang Zhichao's mouth.
Ma Jingbo took a look at his watch and said, "let's get here first. You can think about it yourself. I don't want to ask three questions next time."
After returning to the office of group two, the rest of the team immediately gathered around.
Zhao Ming can't wait to say, "did Yang Zhichao recruit?"
"Captain, did the boy give up?" Wang Xiaodao.
Ma Jingbo nodded, "put it down."
Zeng Ping breathed a sigh of relief. Another suspect has been killed. If the suspect refuses to recruit, the case is likely to be deadlocked.
"Since everyone is here, we're having a little meeting before work. It's a matter of a few minutes." Ma Jingbo stretched a waist, "the buttock that I sit is aching, I stand to say, you should sit."
Ma Jingbo opened his notebook and said about the trial.
Zeng Ping and Wang Xiao and others listen very seriously, song Baijiang's death let another clue directly broken.
Ma Jingbo closed his notebook and said, "this is about the situation. Captain Zeng, tell me about the process of catching song Baijiang."
Zeng sighed, "this song Baijiang is a real bandit. When he sees something wrong, he pulls out his gun. His cartridge has the capacity of seven rounds. After six rounds, he kills himself with the last bullet. At that time, we didn't have time to stop it."
"We know very little about song Baijiang's identity now. We only found two mobile phone cards in the factory. One is the one calling the victim, and the other is the one starting with 155 under Yang Zhichao's name."
"The fingerprints of song Baijiang's ten fingers were scalded to varying degrees. The technical team was unable to collect effective fingerprints, but it has collected DNA and sent it to the technical team for comparison."
Ma Jingbo asked, "is song Baijiang's finger scalded seriously? Was he hurt, or did he do it on purpose? "
"The scald is not serious. I guess from my experience that it was caused by himself. It is very likely that he often pinched cigarette ends and destroyed his fingerprints over time." Zeng Ping Road.
Ma Jingbo paced in the room, "a bandit like him can't be cultivated in a day. He must have committed a crime before, maybe he will have a criminal record."
"Wang Xiao, send the photos of song Baijiang to the technical team of the Municipal Bureau, and let them compare them in the database."
"Tian Li, check song Baijiang's name in the public security system to see if you can find out the identity of the suspect."
Although it's the simplest way, Ma Jingbo didn't report too much hope. The suspect even had his fingerprints ironed out. How could he use his real name again.
"Yang Zhichao will be abandoned for one night today, and will be interrogated tomorrow morning. Yang Zhichao must find out."
"Captain Ma, I want to participate in the trial of Yang Zhichao tomorrow." Zeng Ping Road.
"Yes." Ma Jingbo nodded and pointed to Han Bin, "you and Li Huigang were both involved in the trial. What do you think of Yang Zhichao?"
Li Hui said, "I think this Yang Zhichao belongs to the typical Stockholm syndrome. He was originally a victim, but in the end, he had feelings for the criminals and even helped the criminals in turn. To put it bluntly, it was a change of split personality."
"Tut Tut, Stockholm syndrome." Zhao Ming smashed the bar, smashed the mouth, "this word is very loud, often seen in American dramas, but I haven't seen it since the police."
"Hum." Li Hui snorted, "you've only been a criminal policeman for a few days. People in the world are full of strange things, and you'll see them later. "
MA Jingbo thought for a moment and pointed to Han Bin beside him," what do you think? "
Han Bin pinched his forehead," I feel that Yang Zhichao is not like, at least give me the feeling, not completely like Stockholm syndrome, he may have hidden something, his mood is a bit chaotic. "
Ma Jingbo went to the window and took a deep breath of fresh air. "Yes, I also think Yang Zhichao has concealed some things, and his dependence on Song Baijiang is not as strong as he said. It's more like putting the blame on Song Baijiang and trying to extract himself from the case.""Our biggest advantage now is that Yang Zhichao doesn't know that song Baijiang is dead, which is very important to his trial. No matter who participates in the trial of Yang Zhichao, he must not disclose this, let alone leak his words. He must engrave it in my mind."
What Ma Jingbo said was serious, and everyone nodded.
……
After the meeting, it was more than nine o'clock in the evening.
Li Hui and Han Bin drive home.
Han Bin yawned in the co pilot's cab. "Another day."
"Binzi, what do you think of the society? In the past, the victims of such cases were all women, but now even the strong young men are not spared. This guy should be careful when he walks at night."
"With the development of society, many things are learned from Europe and the United States. Not only those who learn well, but also those who are bad. This kind of case is very common in Europe and the United States." Han Bin said.
"Binzi, do you think Yang Zhichao is Stockholm syndrome?"
"It's not good to say, but he must be hiding something." In the process of interrogation, Han Bin has been observing each other with micro expression, and found that Yang Zhichao's mood is not normal, but it needs to be further judged where he lied.
"Give me the feeling, this goods must be a homosexual, you see him like that, more women than women, I can't stand his flat mouth action, to borrow a word from Lao Guo, you see your death like that." While driving, Li Hui said,
"I have another idea. If Yang Zhichao conceals something, as you said, but he also admits to taking part in the kidnapping of the three victims, will what he conceals be in a primary and secondary order?"
Han Bin said thoughtfully, "you mean he is king."
"Yes, if Yang Zhichao is the mastermind, it can be said that the victim's information is provided by him, the white Toyota is his, and the factory is his responsibility for leasing. It can be said that he is the leader of the case." The more Li Hui said, the more excited he was.
"Do you have any evidence?" Han Bin asked.
Li Hui immediately wilted, "unfortunately, song Baijiang is dead."
……
Back home, Han Bin took a bath.
He likes to think about things when he takes a bath. When he washes off the sweat stains, he seems to have washed away the thoughts in his mind, so he can concentrate more on the case.
Song Baijiang is dead. There are still many doubtful points in this case.
Who was song Baijiang and why did he hide his true identity?
It is also a very important clue to where the other party's pistol came from.
If, as Li Hui guessed, Yang Zhichao was the mastermind of the case, how did he tame the bandits like song Baijiang.
Song Baijiang's valiant, not only dare to shoot at the police, he did not hesitate to commit suicide, is really frightening.
Is he really brainwashed?
In other words, there are other suspects besides the two, and the other suspects are the real king.
Song Baijiang and Yang Zhichao are just his assistants.
One king, two Franks.
……
The next morning, Han Bin came to the branch.
With the improvement of Yi's situation, there are more people on the street, without the previous sense of coldness.
When we got to the office, the two captains were away, and they were busy with the work at hand.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Ma Jingbo and Zeng Ping arrived at the conference room together.
Li Hui looked at them. "Captain Ma, team Zeng, you are going to a meeting."
Ma Jingbo took off his fur coat and sprayed some disinfectant on his hands. "The suspect had a gun, and the nature of the case was more serious. We reported it to the leaders of the Municipal Bureau and the sub Bureau. The leaders attached great importance to the case and asked the technical team and the forensic Department to cooperate with us. The material evidence and autopsy were all based on 131 cases."
"Tut Tut, I have a good feeling. The technical team can detect the evidence quickly, which is very helpful to the progress of the case investigation." Li huidao.
Ma Jingbo solemnly said, "the leadership has given so much support, we can not relax, we must find out the case as soon as possible."
"Lao Zeng and Li Hui, you two are responsible for interrogating Yang Zhichao. Try to get more clues about song Baijiang from him."
"I see."
Tian Li took over the conversation and said, "Captain Ma, yesterday I checked Yang Zhichao's mobile phone and found a new clue. Every once in a while, he would transfer money to a person called the other bank on wechat. They contacted very frequently, and their relationship was unusual."
"What about the chat?"
"There is no chat content, only transfer records."
Ma Jingbo ordered, "Han Bin, you go to check and see what the relationship between the two people is."
Ma Jingbo ordered a few more words, and then everyone split up.
……
In the interrogation room.
Yang Zhichao sat on the interrogation chair, much more haggard than yesterday.
Zeng Ping and Li Hui sat opposite and exchanged a few words in a low voice."Cough..." Li Hui coughed and said in a cold voice, "Yang Zhichao, how do you feel after staying in the police station all night?"
Yang Zhichao cried, "I want to go home."
"If you want to go home early, you should be honest and try to be lenient."
"I know what I said yesterday."
"Bang!" Li Hui slapped the table and yelled, "nonsense, song Baijiang has already told me that you are king..."