National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 557 - 508: Rushing Towards Each Other_3

Chapter 557: Chapter 508: Rushing Towards Each Other_3

Of course, most people think about how to cover up and try their best to use their intelligence to paint themselves as innocent lambs.

Usually, interrogations under these circumstances yield very good results.

One can pretend to be an innocent lamb, but whether or not one truly is determined by evidence. If you’re not a real innocent lamb, you can’t fully pull off the act.

Most importantly, intelligence is a matter of degree. Although most people consider themselves above average in intelligence, prison veterans will tell you, "The more you say, the more mistakes you’re bound to make."

It’s like when a couple breaks up or gets divorced; even if someone goes to great lengths to justify their own rightness and suffering, and the other’s wrongness and malice, no matter how much time they spend contemplating and concealing, those around them can still hear where they went wrong.

Even their close friends and relatives can detect the faults and omissions in their narrative.

And these people aren’t even criminal detectives, nor do they have five, ten, or even twenty years of interrogation experience.

Imagine someone who listens to breakup stories three times a week, judges the right and wrong of both sides, and reports on it, day after day, for twenty years. By then, if they don’t immediately draw conclusions upon observing a couple in their first love, or even their eighth, it’s already out of respect for them.

On the surface, Liang Yanrong didn’t seem to be mentally affected at all.

Moreover, he didn’t put on an innocent look or even a "what can you do about it" kind of arrogance, but rather a "I don’t care about going to jail" type of indifference.

In the eyes of Wu Junhao, the leader of the Bald Strike Team, such individuals are very difficult to deal with.

Click.

Wu Junhao cuffed Liang Yanrong.

Liang Yanrong’s eyes trembled slightly, as if he was not accustomed to the cold handcuffs.

Indeed, that was the case; it had been some days since he last went in.

When he first got out of Jianyuan, he deliberately went in and out a few times, as a sort of camouflage for himself.

Liang Yanrong thought he had become indifferent to prison for life, but when the handcuffs clicked shut, he unexpectedly felt a nameless panic.

They went all the way in silence.

Once in the interrogation room and seated in the interrogation chair, Liang Yanrong’s emotions began to change again.

He wanted to sit like a boss but the chair back simply wouldn’t allow it.

Sitting opposite him was Zhou Chuanwen, an interrogation expert from the provincial office. He had a unique set of skills that allowed him to hold his ground there.

Before meeting Liang Yanrong, Zhou Chuanwen had already studied him in great detail.

So many police officers had searched for so long, and only found such a living link to two drug trafficking groups; naturally, this opportunity couldn’t be wasted.

Zhou Chuanwen touched the thick stack of files in front of him with his hand.

Honestly, most interrogators like to place a big stack of files when facing a suspect, with the intent to intimidate them into folding and winning the game.

Zhou Chuanwen often used this trick, but this time, he didn’t need to.

When Liang Yanrong’s fingerprints appeared on the cardboard box in the basement of the Huang-Li Drug Trafficking Group, he virtually had no secrets left.

Not only were conventional investigative methods employed, but unconventional technical surveillance methods were also used on him from the start.

Now, the police knew more about his mobile phone than he did himself. They even knew the passwords for various apps and websites belonging to Liang Yanrong better than he did.

It was like betting with three aces against a pair of queens. And the aces were face up.

Even so, Zhou Chuanwen did not take anything lightly and started with the usual questioning as a buildup, laying on the pressure before saying, when Liang Yanrong thought he was at ease, "Based on the evidence we currently have, we’ve frozen your bank card, your ex-girlfriend’s bank card, your son’s bank card, and also the bank card under your alias, Wang Jianxiong."

Upon hearing the first two, Liang Yanrong managed to keep his composure, but upon the third, his expression changed dramatically.

Wang Jianxiong was a name he had made every effort to dissociate himself from, and the bank account under this name should not have had any connection to him.

Clatter.

The sudden movement from Liang Yanrong set off a cascade of noise from the shackles and handcuffs.

...

Outside the interrogation room.

Liu Jinghui listened with a smile on his face.

Although Liang Yanrong was just a low-level member of the Jianyuan Group, more precisely, a low-level member of the Jianyuan gang, he was in charge of the most basic execution duties, which brought him closer to the core operations of the gang.

The gang members he dealt with on a daily basis were few, but they encompassed their selection process, business operations, information transfer, and some processes of drug transportation, as well as the flow of money...

Once Zhou Chuanwen managed to extract this information from him, the outlook of the case would become clear, at least they would know where to direct their efforts.

"So, if there is only one suspect, finding Zhou Chuanwen is the right move," Liu Jinghui did not skimp on his high praise for Zhou Chuanwen.

The several police officers around him nodded in agreement, including Yu Wenshu and his deputy, who had come to observe the progress, both of whom also expressed their approval.

Liang Yanrong didn’t look easy to deal with; accustomed criminals, those who have been imprisoned and are not afraid of prison, even expecting it, are always the tough points in interrogation.

Liang Yanrong was also suspected of transporting large quantities of drugs, which meant that once he confessed, his own life would be at risk.

With such a prisoner, getting him to confess truthfully was no easy task. If not handled carefully, it could turn into an eight-hour daily grind of wearing him down, reaching his pain point, and by the time he was ready to talk, the moment could have passed.

Zhou Chuanwen’s interrogation was methodical and most importantly, he squeezed out useful information at a very fast pace, which, in the eyes of the police, was of utmost importance.

"We should also cultivate more talents like him for interrogations," Yu Wenshu said to his deputy.

The deputy head nodded, "We’ll try more back at the office. This kind of thing is also largely dependent on talent."

Yu Wenshu uttered an "Mhm," then pontificated, "Physical evidence is surely important in the current case, but we shouldn’t underestimate the importance of confessions, especially in a case like this, where there is only one sole suspect. If we can’t extract a confession, it’s going to be trouble..."

"Indeed."

"You were saying..."

"Ah, Captain Jiang called just now, saying that Director Liu’s phone was unreachable; it must be good news," a police officer hurried in, announcing cheerfully as he entered.

Liu Jinghui, prepared to join the conversation, snapped back to attention and immediately checked his phone to indeed find missed calls.

Liu Jinghui called back, apologetically saying, "I had just entered the monitoring room earlier, afraid that it would interfere with the call... "

"I found several bloodstains in the gym’s restroom over here, and the rapid test from the DNA lab came out. You might want to take a look, two of the individuals are still alive," Jiang Yuan reported the situation promptly.

Liu Jinghui was quite surprised, "Didn’t they say they found nothing in the previous few days?"

"I only started the investigation yesterday," Jiang Yuan felt Liu Jinghui’s question was a bit naïve; his crime scene investigation had leveled up to LV5, how could his work be the same as one done by an LV3 leading a group of LV2s?

Liu Jinghui had a sudden realization and hurriedly asked, "So these were found during today’s investigation? Wait, let me take a look. Did you finish the investigation?"

"There are six floors. Right now, I’ve only inspected the office on the sixth floor, the entire basement, the entire first floor, and half of the fourth floor."

"So, you’re saying that you might still find people during your ongoing investigation?" Liu Jinghui concluded with a high-level deduction.

Jiang Yuan responded, "Perhaps. The area is so vast, the difficulty and workload are quite significant; I estimate several more days of work. Is that okay?"

"No problem. No problem at all!" Liu Jinghui sighed inwardly, realizing that often a master detective doesn’t need too many clues or evidence—a couple of good ones are enough. With too much evidence, the mystery might indeed become muddled.