You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 66 Memories of Murder! (Please read on, it's very important.)
Yang Hong was brought into the interrogation room at three in the morning.

His gunshot wound to his left shoulder had been treated briefly, but it still stung terribly.

He had experienced the interrogation room environment and the questioning by criminal police officers several times before.

Yang Hong thought he could face it calmly, but after sitting on the tiger bench and having his hands and feet cuffed, he felt a great sense of panic.

He suddenly realized that the crime he had committed this time might not warrant jail time at all; if the court sentenced him, he would be executed by firing squad.

At that moment, a scruffy-bearded detective standing in front of him spoke up.

"Yang Hong, it's late now, we don't want to waste time talking to you, let's get straight to the point. Did you kill the victim in No. 11 Wutong Lane?"

Yang Hong swallowed hard, wanting to defend himself, but he knew very well that Wu Dayong had the weakness of a petty intellectual and would confess in no time if intimidated by these old fogies.

As he hesitated, He Jinbo took out Wu Dayong's confession and showed him the signature and red handprint at the bottom.

"Wu Dayong has confessed everything. He said you killed the man! Yang Hong, if you're a man, don't waste our time."

Furthermore, that D-something-A, I don't know if you've heard of it, but the semen you and Wu Dayong left in the victim's body can be detected. No matter how much you deny it, it's useless!"

Yang Hong's eyebrows twitched. He swallowed hard, looked up at He Jinbo, and then glanced at the tall criminal police officer standing to the side.

"Before I die, can I see my wife and children one last time?"

He Jinbo nodded: "We follow the policy. As long as you tell the truth, this is not a problem."

"Well."

Yang Hong seemed to have made up his mind. He leaned back against the chair as much as possible, slumped his left shoulder, and relaxed his body.

He nodded: "I admit it, I killed him."

He Jinbo urged, "Start from the beginning."

Yang Hong smiled, but her smile was stiff: "If you say that I was harmed by Wang Caixia and Wu Dayong, don't you think it's ridiculous?"
I just got out of a labor camp. People who are released from prison don't want to go back in.

I originally planned to turn over a new leaf, but I definitely can't go back to the power plant, and my company definitely won't want me.

After I left, I went back to my hometown in Lingmeng, thinking of doing some small business in the city.

But we had no money at home. My wife is a kind person. She sold our grain and bought two pigs to raise money for me, telling me to go to the city to see if I could do anything.

I took the money and came to the city to find Wu Dayong, hoping he could help me with something. We used to work at the same company.

That son of a bitch, instead of helping me, he dragged me to Liu Dong's place to play mahjong, and we played for days on end.

At first, I was on a good run and won quite a bit, which was better than running a small business. Plus, Liu Dong had a few women working for him.

I spent all the money I won on those women, including Wang Caixia; I slept with her too.

You can't touch women when you're playing cards. My luck ran out instantly. I not only lost all the money I won, but I also had to borrow a lot of money from Liu Dong.

At this time, Wang Caixia came to me and said that she had a way to make money and that she could definitely make a lot of money.

I could tell from the look in her eyes that nothing good was going to happen, but I was out of money and I didn't know how I was going to explain it to my wife when I got home, so I agreed to go with her on a job.

I don't know what time it was that night, nor do I know how Wang Caixia and Wu Dayong planned it.

All I know is that Wang Caixia came to call us, and Wu Dayong rode his motorcycle and took us to Wutong Lane.

I had brought a knife beforehand, and also a rope, and borrowed a flashlight from Liu Dong.

When we arrived at the destination, Wang Caixia went to keep watch for us while Wu Dayong pried open the door.

After prying open the door, I was the first to rush in.

"When I went inside, I saw the woman standing there..." Yang Hong pointed to the right with her right hand: "There's a room on the right. She must have heard the sound of someone trying to pry open the door and woken up."

Afraid she would scream, I immediately restrained her, covered her mouth with my hand, and asked her where the money in the house was.

She initially refused to talk, but after I took out the knife, she finally spoke.

Wu Dayong went to get the money, and I was holding that woman at the time.

That hug led to trouble. He couldn't stop thinking about doing *that* thing. Since he'd already committed a crime, he figured he might as well…

I might as well just do it. I'll drag that woman into the house and take off her pants.

After Wu Dayong came in, I asked him to give me the rope, and then I tied the woman's hands behind her back. I was puzzled at the time because the woman didn't scream or shout. She just asked if she could go outside to do it.

I didn't agree, so I pulled down her pants. Although she didn't scream, she still resisted, so I punched her in the lower back to make her behave.

"I'm done, and Wu Dayong couldn't resist either..."

"I didn't want to kill anyone, but that bastard Wu Dayong called my name. I thought I was in big trouble. If the police investigate, they'll definitely find me."

So I decided to go all the way and just kill this woman…

At this point, He Jinbo had his hands on his hips and his eyes were bloodshot.

Yang Jinwen stood next to him, his fists clenched tightly.

Zheng Kang was taken to the courtyard by Lu Shaohua because he acted too impulsively during the interrogation of Wu Dayong.

Jiang Jianbing and Xu Guoliang were also in the interrogation room, both suppressing their emotions.

Even after witnessing countless murderers and countless corpses, one cannot help but empathize with the greatest evil in human nature.

Police officers are human beings, not heartless machines.

They may feel nothing for a cold corpse, but they cannot be completely unmoved by the process of how the victim was murdered.

This also reflects Yang Jinwen's true thoughts when he was reborn and solved the 5*30 series of murders, as well as the unwise actions he subsequently took.

Any detective investigating a murder case will always have a case that leaves them feeling uneasy and unable to forget it, constantly replaying it in their mind.

If the case of Zhang Xiaoying's murder remains unsolved and the perpetrators remain at large, one can imagine the torment he will endure in the long years to come.

In "Memories of Murder," at the other end of a dark tunnel, Seo Tae-yoon, the usually calmest and most procedural detective, faces a DNA mismatch.

He raised his gun, intending to take vigilante justice against the suspect, but was stopped by Park Doo-man, who was the most reckless and least procedural in handling the case.

Even criminal investigators have their most helpless moments, especially those who were in their nineties.

At this moment, He Jinbo had no choice but to suppress his frustration and ask, word by word, "Yang Hong, how did you make the cut? Be specific, don't overlook any details."

Yang Hong smiled, but seeing the murderous look in Yang Jinwen's eyes, he straightened his expression and recalled, "I used to help people slaughter pigs in the village before. I thought I had to kill them with one blow and not leave too many traces."

So I... just stood behind that woman.

I grabbed her hair, then took the knife and held it to her throat.

Just keep paddling down with all your might...

The blood was hot and sprayed all over my hand.

The woman didn't scream, but she made a hoarse sound from her throat, like the sound of the wind...

I seem to remember that she glanced back, looking towards the bed, but I don't know what she was looking at..."

(End of this chapter)