Reborn in 97, I solved a cold case at the Municipal Bureau

Chapter 5 I am not a murderer

"Is the suspect's life in danger?"

"I checked his breathing, heart rate, and blood pressure. Basic vital signs are normal. His pupils are also clearly reactive to light. The possibility of intracranial hemorrhage is low, and he should not be in danger of death."

"However, he has injuries on his hands and head, so it would be best to send him to the hospital for further examination."

"We're short on manpower right now. Please just deal with it briefly first. As long as there's no danger to life, that's fine."

"I'm just a medical examiner. I'm only responsible for the bodies."

"Forehead……"

"However, if the person still hasn't woken up after half an hour, take him to the hospital."

"This man is very likely the murderer. I want to conduct a surprise interrogation as soon as he wakes up."

In a daze, Zhou Yi seemed to hear a conversation between a man and a woman, and then smelled a strong smell of disinfectant mixed with a hint of cigarette smoke.

He thought he was in a hospital, but when he tried his best to open his eyes, he found that the surrounding environment was obviously not a hospital.

It looked more like the detention room of the Public Security Bureau that he was familiar with, a room used to temporarily detain criminal suspects.

It's just more of a 1990s style, with slogans like "Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist" painted on the peeling walls.

Zhou Yi felt a severe headache and his left hand was also in great pain.

I was lying on a hard wooden bed without even a pillow.

He was about to rub his head when he found that his uninjured right hand was handcuffed to the iron frame at the head of the bed.

He quickly got up. Was he locked up?

This was indeed a detention room. The bed frame of the bed in front of him was welded to the ground with iron pipes.

This is designed to prevent suspects from using any work to harm themselves.

However, this is not without flaws. Some suspects may commit self-harm by banging their heads against walls or iron frames, or even commit suicide.

Therefore, all the retention rooms were later changed to soft-pack designs.

The detention room has no windows, only an iron gate.

Therefore, Zhou Yi had no way of judging what time it was or how long he had been unconscious.

However, he found that the wounds on his body seemed to have been treated with some emergency measures. The disinfectant he smelled just now was from the wound on his left hand, which was bandaged with a bandage.

"Is anyone there?" Zhou Yi shouted loudly.

Ten seconds later, there was a sound of urgent footsteps, and two policemen, one old and one young, wearing light green uniforms appeared outside the iron gate.

Zhou Yi was about to reveal his identity when the old policeman looked him over and said sternly, "Oh, you woke up right after we sent you in. That saved us from having to send you to the hospital."

"Comrade police officer, my name is Zhou Yi, I am..."

"Don't worry, let's go somewhere else and talk. You can explain the problem carefully."

"Problem?" Zhou Yi was stunned, and immediately understood that he was being regarded as the murderer of Du Xiaolin.

……

In the interrogation room, Zhou Yi was locked in a detention chair.

Opposite him, behind a desk, sat the two policemen, one old and one young.

The young policeman came up and went through the standard interrogation process.

"We are police officers from the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. We are now interrogating you according to the law. You must answer truthfully and must not..."

This process sounded particularly familiar to Zhou Yi, but he had always sat opposite the interrogator before, so this was the first time he listened to these words from the perspective of the interrogator.

After the process is completed, the interrogation officially begins.

Obviously, the young policeman is only responsible for taking the statement as the deputy judge, while the old policeman is the main judge.

This is also in line with the logic of interrogation. Usually the presiding judge is a police officer with experience in handling cases.

As expected, the old policeman threw the pen in his hand onto the table. He said coldly, "Tell me why you killed someone."

Zhou Yi was not surprised that he was regarded as the murderer of Du Xiaolin, but he really did not expect that the other party would be so direct.

My memory stopped at the moment I lost track of the murderer and saw two patrolling joint defense team members.

In other words, he failed to change the original history. The murderer escaped, and Du Xiaolin died. This was a very bad outcome. The only consolation was that his sudden intervention had changed the trajectory of the original 316 case.

Du Xiaolin's body must have been found, so the scene must have been investigated before the heavy rain came.

On-site investigation and extracting clues left by the murderer are the key to solving the case.

It was these key clues that were lacking back then that led to the case being stranded.

Therefore, the most important thing now is to clear yourself of suspicion.

"Comrades, I am not the murderer. I am a police officer from Nanhu Street Police Station. My name is Zhou Yi and my police number is 361810. You can go and verify it." Zhou Yi said in a gentle tone.

The two policemen looked at each other. The old policeman remained calm, while the young policeman showed a surprised expression on his face.

The old policeman nodded, and the young policeman immediately understood and stood up and left.

The old policeman stared at Zhou Yi with sharp eyes.

"Let me warn you first, impersonating a police officer is an aggravated crime."

Zhou Yi nodded.

"I know. Article 279 of the Criminal Law stipulates."

"Those who impersonate state agency staff to commit fraud shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention, controlled release, or deprivation of political rights."

"Where the circumstances are serious, the sentence shall be fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years."

"Those who impersonate people's police officers to defraud others shall be punished more severely in accordance with the provisions of the preceding paragraph."

A hint of surprise flashed in the old policeman's eyes.

"Oh, you're still well prepared."

A few minutes later, the young policeman came back and whispered something in the old policeman's ear.

The content of the conversation was completely within Zhou Yi's expectations.

The young policeman just left. He must have called the Nanhu Street Police Station.

In 1997, the file networking system had not yet been established. Even if the police station said that there was a person named Zhou Yi, it could not prove that the person sitting here was Zhou Yi himself.

Moreover, it was the middle of the night and there were only one or two police officers on duty in the station. Even if they cooperated with the investigation, they would have to apply and take time to obtain the archival materials that could prove their identity. It was not something that could be obtained just like that.

The only thing that could truly prove his identity was the faxed copy of his file with his photo on it, which was at home because of his work ID.

"Bang!" The old policeman suddenly slapped the table, causing the porcelain cups on the table to clink.

"I'm warning you, your problem is very serious! Think carefully about it. Don't think you can escape legal sanctions by not saying a word today! We already have sufficient evidence. Don't get away with it!"

The old policeman's face was full of unquestionable majesty, as if Zhou Yi was already a criminal.

Then, the young police officer said calmly, "But if you confess voluntarily, the situation will be different. The court will take this into consideration when sentencing you."

After that, he tapped the table with the pen in his hand and said, "Think about it carefully."

Zhou Yi suddenly felt helpless. He didn't expect that after interrogating criminals for most of his life, he was actually interrogated as a criminal on the first day after his rebirth.

Moreover, he was not unfamiliar with the other party's interrogation routine, one played the bad guy and the other played the good guy.

The black-faced character has a tough attitude, which puts psychological pressure on the suspect, while the white-faced character has a gentle attitude, which makes the suspect under high pressure feel dependent and trusting. This makes it easy for some suspects with fragile psychological defenses to let down their guard and cooperate with the interrogation.

Don’t be fooled by what the old policeman said, as if it was a foregone conclusion that the criminal had been caught red-handed. In fact, none of his words had any practical content. It was completely a means of psychological pressure.

This also shows that this old policeman has rich experience in handling cases. He has very skillfully grasped the techniques and scale of applying pressure to avoid the possibility of false confessions or inducement of confessions.

But this trick didn't work on Zhou Yi because he knew he was innocent.

The prerequisite for psychological pressure is that the person being interrogated has actually committed a crime.

Moreover, the law emphasizes evidence over confessions.

But the prerequisite is that the chain of evidence is complete.

However, many times the evidence does not appear on its own, so interrogation becomes one of the important means of obtaining evidence.

Zhou Yi said sincerely, "Comrades, I am really not the murderer. I can prove my innocence."

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(End of this chapter)