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

Chapter 6 Zhou Yi's Purpose

Zhou Yi urgently needs to prove his innocence.

Although Du Xiaolin failed to be saved, the murderer is still at large.

Zhou Yi swore that he must catch that bastard.

In the eight years before his rebirth, he worked diligently every day, like a machine, organizing one boring and cold file after another.

Sometimes when I have nothing to do, I take out those old case files that have been put aside and covered with dust for a long time, wipe off the dust and clean the mildew.

Over time, these old cases became his only entertainment and his only gain in the past eight years.

He read almost all the old case files stored in the bureau, especially those criminal cases that had never been closed, which left a particularly deep impression on him.

But he is just a small policeman in the police station now. Even if he knows a lot of information, he is not qualified to participate in the investigation of cases of this nature.

So these two people in front of us are very crucial.

Especially the old policeman, Zhou Yi could conclude that he must be a captain-level figure.

The captain of the municipal bureau has considerable say in case handling and personnel recruitment.

His identity will be confirmed sooner or later, but before that, he needs to prove his innocence.

Then, he still needs to prove his worth!
This is what he really cares about.

Therefore, he did not show any aggressive attitude or anxious emotions, but maintained a sincere and calm attitude to reduce the other party's hostility towards him.

"Okay, then tell me how you prove yourself." The old policeman said with interest.

"Okay, I was supposed to sleep at home tonight, but because of a phone call..." Zhou Yi recounted what happened tonight in a calm tone and at a steady pace.

How did we get to my second uncle's house, how did we take my grandfather to the hospital, and what did we do in the hospital.

Zhou Yi knew that these things had sufficient witnesses and evidence, and were very easy to verify.

The only thing he concealed was, of course, the fact that he was reborn.

Seeing that he spoke clearly and calmly, the old policeman's brow relaxed a little, but he still remained highly vigilant.

"What time did you leave the hospital?"

"It was half past twelve. The hospital guard can attest to that. I was driving a three-wheeled motorcycle, and the gate was closed, so I specifically called the guard to open the door."

"Where do you live?"

"The Second Steel Dormitory is on the street behind the Second Steel Plant."

"I know." The old policeman nodded and asked suspiciously, "But that direction is not the way to Ergang."

"Yes." Zhou Yi replied, "But I'm not going home."

"Not going home? Then where are you going?"

"My second uncle's house is on Fengshou Road, east of No. 1 Steel. I borrowed the tricycle from a neighbor of my second uncle's, and I'm returning it for my dad."

What Zhou Yi said made sense. Going from the hospital to his second uncle's house would indeed pass through Shangyang Lane.

The old policeman pondered for a moment. "Fengshou Road? You could certainly go that way, but Shangyang Lane is less than 1.5 meters wide. It's pitch black and not suitable for a tricycle to pass through. Don't tell me you took Shangyang Lane just to take a shortcut."

"Also, we didn't find any traces of tricycles or wheels in the alley. However, we found a three-wheeled motorcycle near the bridge outside the alley. How do you explain this?"

This old policeman has an extremely sharp intuition.

However, the three-wheeled motorcycle that had broken down at the critical moment before has now become his best excuse by accident.

Zhou Yi quickly said, "That three-wheeled motorcycle was the one I rode, but it stalled after we crossed the bridge. No matter how hard I tried, it wouldn't start. It was pitch dark at the time, and there was no one around, so I decided to go back to my second uncle for help, so I took the shortcut through Shangyang Lane." Zhou Yi added, "If you check that three-wheeled motorcycle, you'll know if what I said is true."

The old policeman narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhou Yi. They had checked the three-wheeled motorcycle and found that it was indeed turned off.

Regardless of whether it is an excuse or not, at least the logic is valid.

After a long while, the old policeman asked again: "What happened after entering the alley?"

Zhou Yi recounted everything that happened in the alley in detail without missing any details.

Especially after discovering that Du Xiaolin might still be saved, he bandaged his wounds and fought with the murderer.

The young policeman couldn't help but secretly glance at the old policeman, because what Zhou Yi said was consistent with the information from the on-site investigation.

In particular, the deceased's neck was bandaged, and the cloth used for the bandage was the same as the torn coat on Zhou Yi.

But the old policeman's face remained calm, and no emotion could be seen. He was like a mountain, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

Old policeman: "You just said that the deceased might be a nurse in the emergency department of the Third Municipal Hospital?"

Zhou Yi nodded.

"Do you know the deceased?"

Zhou Yi shook his head: "I don't know her. But I saw her tonight, and she even reminded me to pay the bill, so I remember her."

Zhou Yi did not directly tell them that the deceased was Du Xiaolin.

Because as a stranger who had only met her once, in that situation, if I accurately and clearly recognized who she was and knew her name, it would easily lead to suspicion.

So the best way is to give them a clue and let them investigate based on the clue.

It's effortless and very natural.

Sure enough, the old policeman immediately asked a few questions about the situation when Zhou Yi met the deceased in the hospital.

Then he turned to the police officer and whispered, "Call the hospital right away and have them check the list of nurses working the afternoon shift in the emergency department tonight, as well as their family contact information."

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

As soon as the young policeman left, only Zhou Yi and the old policeman were left in the interrogation room, looking at each other in bewilderment.

The old policeman felt in his pocket and pulled out a wrinkled Daqian brand soft-shell cigarette case. He leaned forward and asked, "Want a cigarette?"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "No, thank you."

The old policeman took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then asked, "Do you mind?"

Smoking is not prohibited in the interrogation room, but generally speaking, when the interrogation reaches a critical moment and the suspect's psychological defenses are about to be broken, he will actively ask the police for one, and the police will then light a cigarette for him or smoke one with him.

It's rare to see someone like this actively asking questions to a suspect. It seems he has a strong smoking habit.

"It's okay, I don't mind. My dad also likes to smoke Daqianmen cigarettes, and I'm exposed to a lot of secondhand smoke at home." Zhou Yi said with a smile.

The old policeman took out a lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a deep puff.

But he didn't exhale the smoke immediately, but let the smoke slowly float out of his nostrils.

The smoke rose along his rough face, and finally gathered into a wisp of green smoke above his head and disappeared into thin air.

Zhou Yi almost couldn't help but applaud. The incense burner seemed to have become a spirit after smoking so much.

"Which police academy did you graduate from?" the old policeman suddenly asked.

(End of this chapter)