Return to 1983 and be a detective

Seeing Liang Feng draw his gun, Ma Baimin from the security department and several other department members also quickly drew their guns, making the atmosphere even more tense.

Xu Shan's heart was in his throat, but at this moment Liang Feng unloaded the magazine, handed the gun in his hand to Ma Baimin and said: "Let's do this, I'll keep my gun here as security. As long as you give me three to ten minutes, we will definitely let Song Zhonghong confess his crime. Do you think this is okay? Old horse."

Ma Baimin also breathed a sigh of relief. He was also worried that he would be liquidated if he really used guns against the police, even if it was the factory director's order.

Can the factory director carry it for me then?Obviously not.

He took the gun and glanced at Dong Chunsheng: "Director, Liang Feng and I were both soldiers. Guns are life to us... Look..."

Dong Chunsheng originally wanted to embarrass Liang Feng. After all, this was related to the death of his nephew. Liang Feng wanted to find the real murderer for his nephew. If he continued to obstruct it, he might be suspected of being involved.

He snorted and waved his hand: "Check it."

At this time, Ding Zeren added another request: "You can't use torture. Beating him into submission won't work."

As a bystander, Xu Shan always felt that this Dingze man was quite suspicious. This guy was always making noises and fanning the flames, leading things in the direction of trouble.

If this guy is not a fool, then he must have another purpose.

When he was thinking this way, Liang Feng came over and asked him: "Are you sure?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xu Shan. Xu Shan secretly complained that his strategy for rebirth was originally based on "Gou", but now he was repeatedly pushed to the forefront and became the focus of everyone's attention.

But he also understood that Liang Feng and the other three were at their wits' end, and they were all pointing at him.

And he still hopes to rely on Liang Feng to overturn the case for his predecessor, so now no matter how difficult it is, he has to bite the bullet.

He pondered for a while, then nodded to Liang Feng, and then the other party Yongjun waved to him to come closer.

Fang Yongjun was timid. He was so frightened that his legs felt weak. He could only walk for one minute even though the distance was only two meters.

Xu Shan whispered a few words into Fang Yongjun's ear, and then patted Fang Yongjun on the shoulder.

Fang Yongjun staggered away.

Xu Shan turned to look around the people in the room, and finally his eyes fell on Xiao Song, who was huddled aside. He slowly said: "Does anyone among you know what disease Dong Wenming has?"

Everyone in the room was confused: "What do you mean? Dong Wenming is sick?"

"Could it be that we can't solve the case? Let's just say he died of illness."

"That's enough. I see that Dong Wenming's face is glowing and he looks good. How could he have died of illness?"

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Xu Shan's eyes swept over the faces of each individual, and finally he looked at Dong Chunsheng: "Director Dong, you must know what disease Dong Wenming has, right?"

Dong Chunsheng nodded, but still had a sullen face: "Doesn't this have anything to do with this case? What are you talking about?"

"Dong Wenming had underlying diseases, so his death has nothing to do with our interrogation. You won't deny this, right?"

Dong Chunsheng frowned and said nothing, but Ding Zeren on the side loudly accused: "Why does it have nothing to do with you? If you hadn't interrogated him, even if he was sick, he wouldn't have had an attack now. It must have been some kind of punishment you gave him Yes, you are fully responsible for this matter."

Xu Shan just thought Ding Zeren was a fly and ignored his buzzing. Instead, he kept staring at Xiao Song's face. Xiao Song's face was sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed. It seemed that his mental activity was quite intense.

At this time, Fang Yongjun brought over a glass of water and walked over slowly.

Xu Shan winked at Fang Yongjun, and Fang Yongjun brought the glass of water to Xiao Song and handed it to Xiao Song.

Xiao Song trembled suddenly when he saw the glass of water, but he didn't dare to take it.

"Come on, I see that you have been licking your lips. You are obviously thirsty. I specially asked our comrades to pour water into the thermos for you. You can't help but respect me."

"No, I'm not thirsty."

Xu Shan suddenly raised his voice: "If you don't drink, it means you have something wrong in your heart. Now I give you two choices, either you drink this glass of water, or you admit that you killed Dong Wenming."

But Xiao Song shouted: "I didn't kill anyone, and I didn't drink water. You can just call this torture to extract a confession."

Xu Shan looked suspicious: "Really? I asked you to drink a glass of water, why is it torture to extract a confession?"

He looked around: "Tell me, everyone, does drinking a glass of water count as torture to extract a confession?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. No one thought that simply giving him a glass of water would be considered as forcing a confession.

At this time, Dong Chunsheng said a little impatiently: "Xiao Song, please cooperate with the police comrades and drink this glass of water to prove your innocence."

Everyone stared at Xiao Song and the water glass held by Fang Yongjun.

Suddenly Xiao Song went crazy and overturned the glass of water, and then shouted hysterically: "You are cruel enough, you want to poison me to death, right? I won't drink it, and I won't admit it. I will fight you to the end." .”

At this time, Xu Shan burst into laughter, and his laughter turned into shouting: "Song Zhonghong, you finally showed your chicken feet and you didn't bring it upon yourself."

Xiao Song instinctively retorted: "I didn't..."

"No? Well, let me ask you, how did Dong Wenming die?"

"He was poisoned to death."

"Really? Who told you that he was poisoned? Does anyone else know?"

Everyone else in the room was confused. They only knew that Dong Wenming was dead, but they didn't know how Dong Wenming died.Apart from Liang Feng and Fang Yongjun, only a few people who were listening by the door knew about the situation in the interrogation room, but this kind of knowledge was limited to the death of the person.

As for the method used to kill the person, except for Xu Shan and the three criminal police team members, as long as the others know, it is the real murderer.

After Xiao Song finished speaking, he came to his senses and quickly argued: "I mean he died fine. I heard he died immediately after drinking water, so I think he died of poisoning. I think this is reasonable. Speculation.”

"Oh? Reasonable speculation? Then why do you think the water our comrade Fang poured for you was poisonous? Please answer this question for me. As long as you can explain it clearly, you will be fine with this matter today."

"This..." Xiao Song had nothing to say.

Everyone else in the factory also saw the situation clearly, and they all involuntarily moved farther away from Xiao Song.

"Comrade Song Zhonghong, now you have one more chance, that is to drink the water in this cup. As long as you dare to drink it, I can promise not to hold you accountable again."