"like."

“Where is the hunting?”

"Well enough!"

"Is that so? I have a shotgun that shoots grouse!"

"Single shot?"

"Yes, but I always wanted a sliding gun."

"I have one."

"Yeah?"

"A 22-caliber shotgun, I can transfer it to you if you need it."

"Did your gun hang on the gun rack inside the farm hut?"

After that tentative exchange, I knew I had won the first game.

This man has admitted that the weapon we found is his own weapon.

He felt that the owner of the gun was himself, and he even wanted to transfer the gun to someone else, but he might have forgotten that the person sitting in front of him was a policeman.

"so……"

I rubbed my temples and said to him, "Xiao Li, you know there is a reason for us to come."

“Yes, what’s the reason?”

He asked back.

I supported my head with my hands and stared at him: "A few years ago, we found a child on Kunyu Expressway, but the child was dead. The cause of death was that someone was hit by a car."

"Is this the reason?"

A strange light flashed in Li Tiangui's eyes. The light looked a little weird, as if he was still surprised by something.

Perhaps this is not what he expected in his heart, perhaps he is waiting for us to ask another question, but he doesn't know that we don't follow the routine.

Then he began to quibble: "I wanted to find someone to talk about correcting my mistakes."

“Now is the opportunity.”

Whether he was quibbling or looking for other reasons, my eyes were always staring at his eyes.

This is a very powerful sense of oppression, and I saw that he was dodging a little on purpose.

But he still tried his best to keep his calm: "Is it really an opportunity?"

You can see the changes in body language, you can see suddenly he started to confess, maybe this will change the current situation.

He said to me, "I was driving at the time, and I believe you already know this. I saw a figure on the road, a teenager, but he was drunk."

"And you crushed him to death?"

I asked, and he shook his head hard and tried to excuse himself: "Anyway, it was too late when I saw him."

"So you didn't mean it, right?"

I think it is a friend who understands him very much, and he talks with him from the perspective of his friend.

But he said: "No."

He shook his head and said to me, "I'm so stupid. I'm so sorry for him. I was deliberately trying to hit him to death, so I was hit-and-run."

He admitted his hit-and-run, which was a victory in the second game. I even felt that our third game might be sure to win.

In fact, Li Tiangui killed someone.

And after he killed this man, he threw it on the highway, which was not as simple as hit-and-run.

But when he faces such murder, he dares to admit it, so what else can he be afraid of?

So now I have to keep him in this state, continue talking, give us the sins he has committed, and we must get his confession.

I will never give up until I get the confession!

"If it's just an accident, why don't you tell anyone?"

I asked step by step again, and he replied: "I don't want my mom to know that if she knew that there was someone who died because of me, I think she would collapse."

It can be seen that this person is really worried about his mother. All the sincere feelings are revealed in his eyes.

He said to me, "My mother is a kind-hearted person. She will cry when she sees the little pig and chick die. Do you understand what I mean?"

With such a kind-hearted mother, why did she raise such a fierce and cruel son?

Although I have been in a conflict and asking this question, I think I have to hold back now. Only by enduring it until the end can I get the answer we really want.

I looked at the notebook in my hand, and after a moment of silence, I said to him with great empathy: "I think if your mother knew about this, she would definitely feel broken because she is a very kind person."

Li Tiangui nodded. My affirmation of his mother may also be the most gratifying thing in his heart, so he even relaxed his vigilance towards me.

I think it's time to show off completely.

I opened the information bag on the table. This is the information about the massacre of the family: "How does your mother view the massacre that happened in the forest park?"

"She's really heartbroken."

After hearing me telling the tragedy, Li Tiangui's expression on his face regained his indifference again: "My mother was heartbroken when she heard it, because the family lived very close to my house and should be considered a neighbor. How could such a thing happen? Anyone would feel heartbroken."

"What about you, when you heard about a car on the top of the mountain, did you go up?"

I stared into his eyes and began to question him my own way.

He did not retreat at all, but stared at my eyes, then nodded: "Yes."

"Are you the top of the Forest Park? Do you remember where they found the RV?"

I have been asking about this about RVs, and I want to see the micro-expression changes on the face of the person in front of me.

Sometimes a person's facial expression changes can indicate what he is thinking in his heart, or for them, some things must be forcibly hidden.

But expressions cannot be hidden. No matter how deep you hide, your eyes will betray you.

He still said to me coldly: "Yes."

I asked him, "Why did you go there to see that RV? What does that RV have to do with you? Why are you so interested in that RV?"

"I've worked in that place, and something so big happened in the place where I worked, of course it will attract my interest. Is there anything wrong with that?"

He actually asked me a question.

I picked up my notebook and started recording: "So you used to work on the top of that forest park. You should know the terrain there very well, right?"

"It should be!"

He spread his hands to me, saying that my questioning should be suspicious, perhaps wasting his time.

But this just proved that he felt a little impatient. Maybe he couldn't sit still. He was trying every means to suppress it, wanting to make time pass faster.

I asked while registering, "What about the campsite? The family was killed there, have you been there?"

"No."

Li Tiangui's tone of denial was very decisive, and it sounded so decisive, and it felt like he had never been there before.

I said, "Say a reason."

"I don't like Wanxichong."

My pen stopped, and I knew that the third game I had fought with him had already won.

Except for the case handlers and the suspects, no one knows what the name of the camp where the victim was killed is.

But Li Tiangui actually told me Wan Xichong's name in person. A few dozen seconds ago, he denied that he had never been to that place, but he exposed himself.

When he said these three words, I was ecstatic.

To put it bluntly, I just wanted to hear these three words, because these three words are the game I have always set with him, and he really walked into my game.

I said to him, "Xiao Li, I can tell you directly now that you will regret the three words you just said, and you will also regret that you did not hire a lawyer to be with you."

After hearing what I said, Li Tiangui's eyes dimmed, and he finally understood that he had fallen into my trap.

"I think I need a lawyer."

He regretted that he had said this. I nodded and said to him: "You really need to talk to the lawyer to see how they will dialectically serve you in court, because I think you are officially arrested now."

His body was trembling, and the person who exposed himself might even want to slap himself a few times, and his two rows of teeth kept pounding, which was a sign of emotional collapse.

I said, "Do you want to cry? If you don't want to cry now, your mom will definitely cry."

He was trying to restrain himself and try not to break his emotions. He looked at his two clenched fists and even his nails pierced into his flesh.

I said, "Do you want your mother to be a little more relieved? Do you want her to be proud of you again? You have to be responsible for what you do, you have to admit to us what you did, I know you want to tell me all the truth, I know you want to..."

I was inducing him to speak out his own sins, but after the blow just now, he must have lost all his thoughts.

At this time, they may have only one idea. Anyway, it is death or not. So why should I say it out? Then why should I let the people in front of me solve the case so easily?

I continued to say to him, "If you want your mother to talk to you again, you have to do the right thing. You know that we will find you sooner or later, don't you know?"
To be continued...