As of now, Chen Jian's parents seem to know some inside information about the case!
Directly arresting them isn't a safe approach, as it might alert the suspects. If they're truly involved, they'll definitely go into hiding.
But if we don't arrest them, we can't interrogate them. Is there a way to open their mouths and get the information!?
Yes!
"The police can't directly ask, but..."
Xu Liang squinted his eyes, leaned closer to the two, and whispered.
"But it doesn't mean they can't be made to speak willingly!"
Willingly?
Willingly confess their crime!?
In an instant, Chen Changchun's face showed shock.
"Do as I say..."
...
June 3rd.
Six in the morning.
In Hanhai City, the sky was gray and dim, shadows of people stood sparsely on the roads, the chilly air made them huddle, remaining silent with no interaction, only the steam from the roadside breakfast stall buns bringing a touch of warmth.
In the criminal police squad, the piercing sound of a phone ringing echoed.
"Beep beep beep~"
"Yes...yes, that's correct, we need you two to come to the station as soon as possible to cooperate. If things go smoothly, the police might find some evidence..."
"Ten minutes?"
"Alright, we'll be waiting for you two in the hall."
"Beep beep beep~"
Liu Jin, who had come to work early, hung up the phone notifying the victim's family.
He took a deep breath, quickly walked to the first-floor lobby, pacing back and forth, and came to stand beside Chen Changchun.
"Boss, are you sure this method ...won't go wrong?"
Liu Jin rubbed his hands to dispel some chill, glanced outside, and muttered a question.
Early in the morning, he had been called by Chen Changchun, thinking there was a breakthrough in the case.
Unexpectedly...
The other party actually pulled him to carry out the interrogation of Chen Jian, which had been directly dismissed yesterday!
How is this different from alerting the suspects!?
"Do you have a better way?"
Chen Changchun gave him a sideways glance.
Upon hearing this, Liu Jin was completely silent.
"Let's give it a try, even if things get worse, at worst there's no progress."
Chen Changchun spoke, then suddenly stopped.
Just then, a sedan drove in through the front gate of the station, slowly parked in the lot, and two middle-aged people got out, hurriedly walking toward the office building.
"They're here!"
Both of their eyes flashed, and they immediately put away their thoughts and went forward to meet them.
These two were Chen Wei's parents, Chen Jian and Zhu Hong!
Chen Jian stood at 1.7 meters, with a corpulent figure, a beer belly, his shirt pushed out by his stomach, fat cheeks, and features squeezed together.
Zhu Hong had gaunt cheeks, a slender physique, and should-be fierce triangular eyes now appeared pale and weak.
"Officer, officer, what's happened to my child!?"
Zhu Hong's face was bloodless, her voice feeble, her expression looking very sorrowful as she gazed at Chen Changchun.
"Have you found the murderer?!"
"Where is the murderer? I want to see him... I want to see him!"
Her tone carried deep hatred, and her bony fingers clutched tightly onto Chen Changchun, were it not for the clothing, her nails would have surely sunk into the flesh.
When she saw Chen Wei's body yesterday, Zhu Hong fainted immediately, and after waking up, she was like she had fallen ill.
In one day, a thick tuft of white hair had sprouted on her head.
Chen Jian said nothing.
But from the look in his eyes and his clenched fists, his inner feelings were hardly better than Zhu Hong's.
Chen Changchun took all this in, his mind stirring, and comforted:
"Calm down, trust the capabilities of the police."
"Let's go into the office first and talk."
After speaking, he made way and entered a first-floor office nearby.
Zhu Hong followed behind him, suddenly bursting into tears again.
Chen Jian's face remained sullen as he walked silently.
"Screech~"
After entering the office, Chen Changchun shut the door.
Then he turned to face the two, recalling Xu Liang's instructions last night, he softly said:
"The police...now suspect this case has been caused by vendetta."
"So, the reason we're calling you two here is to find out if the deceased had any enmity with anyone before their death."
As his words fell, Chen Changchun fixed his gaze on them.
Typically, the police wouldn't use the term 'the deceased' in front of family members, the reason being to avoid agitating them, but today is different.
His purpose was to provoke them!
Sure enough, upon hearing 'the deceased', Zhu Hong and Chen Jian's emotions became even more intense.
"My child is so honest, how could he have grudges with anyone!?"
Zhu Hong collapsed emotionally, putting her hands over her face, tears seeping through her fingers.
Beside her, one could hear her mumblings.
"He was only 23, just an adult, still a child, who could he possibly offend, how could he possibly offend anyone!?"
"It must be that executioner, he's not human...how could Xiao Wei run into him..."
Chen Jian took a deep breath, his fat body slightly trembling, and spoke:
"Did the officer get it wrong, Xiao Wei he..."
Chen Changchun interrupted him, showing complete seriousness on his face.
"No mistake!"
"It's definitely a vendetta, not a normal grudge!"
"Based on the current police conjecture, the murderer should have deep-seated enmity with the deceased Chen Wei, spanning a considerable length of time!"
"Considering that you two moved to the city seven years ago, do you think it could be from seven years ago..."
As he spoke, Chen Changchun squinted his eyes, his tone suggesting guidance.
"Did Chen Wei offend anyone seven years ago?"
Seven years ago?
Chen Jian paused slightly, then fell into a brief contemplation before speaking again:
"Seven years ago Xiao Wei was only 16..."
Chen Changchun interrupted him to speak.
"The younger they are, the more impulsive they can be. Think carefully, did Chen Wei offend anyone seven years ago?"
In that instant.
Countless images flashed through Chen Jian's mind, he paused with a tight feeling in his heart.
He was about to speak.
When Chen Changchun suddenly said:
"Think about any classmates that were hard to get along with?"
Chen Jian's expression became even more hesitant.
Seeing this, Chen Changchun pursued the questions further.
"Think carefully, did any conflicts occur during that time?"
"The murderer must hate Chen Wei enough to kill him, it certainly wasn't a simple dispute. Mr. Chen, do you have anyone in mind that is most suspect?"
After these words fell, Chen Changchun stopped asking.
He stared at Chen Jian with unblinking eyes.
When facing police queries for suspect lists, most people exhibit two behaviors.
One, are highly aggressive, immedialely providing suspect names!
Two, are completely unaware, full of confusion, but urgently cooperate, or after thinking, provide suspect information!
And Xu Liang believed that if the other party indeed had an issue...
They wouldn't fall into either category!
But Chen Jian...
He stayed silent for a long time, then suddenly spoke.
"No, I can't think of anyone."
Chen Changchun's brow furrowed, heart skipping a beat, involuntarily speaking:
"Really none?"
"Mr. Chen, maybe think again? Perhaps you'll remember something."
Chen Jian said: "It's been too long, I really can't recall..."
"Think again?" Chen Changchun showed a face of unwillingness.
"The police are almost certain that the reason for Chen Wei's death lies seven years ago. Once remembered, we'll surely catch the perpetrator!"
Chen Jian's hands unconsciously clenched, a bitter smile appearing on his face.
"I really don't remember..."
Upon hearing this, the scene fell into silence.
For a long time.
Chen Changchun finally inhaled his cigarette.
"Thank you both, if you recall any information later, please inform the police immediately."
"Certainly."
After Chen Jian said this, he seemed to age a bit, while Zhu Hong was still sobbing.
Liu Jin stood up, led the pair outside.
Soon, the car parked in the courtyard drove away.
Through the window, Chen Changchun silently watched the pair's departing figures.
In a moment of daze, unknowingly, a man in a suit stood in front of him.
"When asked by police for found information, most have two response types."
"But, there's a third type belonging to a small minority!"
Xu Liang walked in from next door, stood beside Chen Changchun slowly saying:
"That's..."
"Emotions aren't aggressive, but instead they withdraw!"