Chapter [209]: Pursuing the Victory(1/2)
Looking at the map of the investigators, everyone was confused.
I said: "There was no need for the suspect to drive 20 kilometers along the logging road from one place to another. He was familiar with the land and the terrain. He could have destroyed it all by himself, but why did he do it?"
From this moment on, Erhei became a major suspect in the investigators' minds.
Investigators should know that they had to catch the person right away, so we quickly launched the action.
We sent the most capable personnel and searched in a logging hut for a long time, but they didn't see the suspect.
Did this guy run away from the wind?
The lumberjack's hut was three kilometers away from the murder scene that investigators identified as the murder scene, and they saw guns hanging on the walls.
As an investigator, our hearts are pounding, our brains are running rapidly, and our adrenaline is soaring.
Seeing the logging hut full of guns, we knew we had only one mission now and we had to catch this bastard.
This is an extremely dangerous guy. If you keep this guy outside, you will definitely bring unexpected losses.
We don’t want to leave the danger outside anymore. We want to eliminate all these dangers. No matter where we go to the ends of the world, we must track this person out and then send it to court.
The investigators soon received news that the lumberjack was going to move and to another place.
Because the lumberjack is about to change his career, he wants to work in the construction industry in another place.
I have been working as a lumberjack for many years and suddenly changed my industry and wanted to do construction. This is a very unreasonable thing.
The investigator knew very well that this person must have wanted to escape. If he hadn't done something wrong in his heart, why would he run away?
We must not let him escape, we must block him, regardless of whether he caught him first.
"Hello, are you Erhei?"
In a small room, a young man with a vicissitudes of face, sitting on a stool with muddy eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about, but he was Erhei who had just been caught.
Now the case handler is going to interrogate him, and it is obvious that this person doesn't want to say anything.
I took a sip of water, looked at Erhei in front of me, and the expression on the face of this person who resisted the world, and I knew very well that this might be another protracted war.
I sat down on the stool opposite Erhei, and then said to Erhei: "We sincerely thank you for being here."
I reached out and shook hands with Erhei: "We just want to talk to you, okay?"
"Can."
This person looked very calm and looked indifferent, as if he had no relationship with him, as if he was sitting in a relative's house, and he acted so naturally.
"If you want a lawyer, feel free to ask, if you don't want to answer my questions, you can not answer, you can get up and leave at any time, do you understand?"
I took out a folder from the bookcase and began to explain everything.
I want to explain all these things clearly so that the other party can feel at ease to tell the answers they want to know.
The Erhei nodded: "I understand."
"If there is a lawyer present, he will tell you that if you are guilty, you can not answer my questions, but you are innocent, right?"
This is the first question I asked.
But Erhei looked calm and did not answer directly. It could be seen that this guy seemed to be thinking about something.
Perhaps even if there is no lawyer present, this person knows what to answer and what to say without talking about.
If that is true, it can be said that although this person looks very honest on the surface, he is actually quite cunning inside.
I said, "So talk to me, what's going on in the forest?"
I sat down again, he took a sip of water, looked straight into the other person's eyes, and tested what kind of reaction the other person would have.
This person's eyes were always muddy, as if there was no expression. He felt that the muddy had covered everything, and you couldn't see anything from his eyes.
I said, "What? Don't have the options you want? If you just stare at me like this, I'd find it boring."
I was inducing that person to speak, because if two people confront each other like this, they would waste their precious time.
The man still looked at me calmly, as if he was ignoring my existence, or rather, the man came here just a waste of time.
If you spend time and can't ask anything, Erhei may be the thing he wants to see the most.
Obviously, the investigators do not want this to happen. No matter how strong the person's mouth is, they must pry open his mouth and let him confess his crime.
Now for us, only by letting this person confess can the case come to an end. No matter what method is used, the person must be told what he did wrong.
I looked at the person in front of me and knew that I had caught the right person.
My intuition told me that the person in front of me was the person we were looking for, and I was very sure.
I am 100% sure that I will never give up if I don’t get confessions from this.
This person must be asked to confess because he killed six people.
For the case handlers, the pressure is too great, and for the suspect, isn’t this a pressure?
"Pick one?"
I asked the suspect in the cigarette box in my hand.
Smoking can relieve stress and release some things in your heart, but can this suspect agree to me? This is an uncertain factor.
"OK."
The suspect answered very naturally, just like a conversation between friends.
I took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, handed it to the suspect, and took out a lighter to help the suspect light up the cigarette.
Actually, I know very well what I want to do now.
Now I want to make the person in front of me become friendly and calm, calm and calm, and quickly stabilize my emotions.
If you let this person sit down and smoke a cigarette with yourself, will you relax your vigilance and help your next work?
"Friend, I am a very forgetful person. Don't you mind me making a record, do you?"
I expressed my own ideas to Erhei in a tone of asking for comments.
Erhei took a puff of cigarette and nodded slowly.
I picked up a pen and took the small notebook next to me. He was about to start recording. As long as the record was first recorded, the interrogation would be officially launched.
"Are your family still alive?"
"My mom, I'm taking care of you now."
"You are such a filial child."
"She doesn't know I'm here, right?"
"What I can tell you is that at least until now, your mother doesn't know you're here."
Erhei mentioned his mother. Judging from his expression, he cared about his mother's feelings.
This is a child who is filial to his mother, and this may be his weakness, and the investigators can take advantage of this.
First you have to find a way to relax him and then start talking to you slowly.
I took out a cigarette myself, lit it and started to suck it up: "Do you like fishing?"
"like."
Erhei nodded and began to slowly relax his vigilance.
I smiled and said, "Where is the hunting?"
"It's OK, I'll go out and beat it a few times occasionally."
It's very understatement. Everyone wants to take this topic over and I asked stuck, "Is that true?"
When the interrogator saw this, the other party felt that the interrogator seemed to be interested in this, so he started talking.
He gushed: "I have a 22-caliber gun that shot grouse."
I pretended not to know anything, and just asked like a chat: "Do you have a single shot gun? Actually, I have one, but I always want a sliding gun."
I want to use this topic about guns to lure out the other party’s topic.
The bait may be thrown out inadvertently, which is the art of conversation. The other party may have been fooled without realizing it, but he still doesn't know what happened if he is fooled.
Erhei raised his eyebrows: "I have one."
"Yeah?"
I pretended to be very surprised. It didn't seem like interrogation at all. It was like two players who like guns were discussing their toys together.
"A 22-caliber gun, this is a continuous sliding gun, which may suit your taste."
This guy seems to want to deal with this gun. Perhaps in his eyes, the person in front of him is just a fanatic who likes guns.
He wanted to seize this opportunity and deal with the things in his hands. Of course, this was exactly what the other party wanted.
I knew the fox had finally revealed his tail, but I didn't show any happiness.
Instead, he said calmly: "Where is this 22-caliber gun? Is it hung on the gun stand in your veil?"
When I said this, the other party bulged his eyes wide.
To be continued...