Detective from the Future

Interrogation Room.

Han Bin and Zhao Ming were in charge of the interrogation, and Prince Jia sat down on the interrogation chair with her head down.

“Lifts the head,” Han Bin said.

Prince lifted the head slowly, glanced at Han Bin, and looked at Zhao Ming again: “2 police officers, when can you let me out?”

“What anxiety, this is what you eat and hold, and when you come in, you stay down.” Zhao Ming snorted.

“Tomorrow Monday, I have to go to work. Besides, I have hands and feet, and I don’t want to take advantage of the country.”

“Well, your awareness is quite high.” Zhao Ming laughed.

“Hey, I know you look down on me, but the star orientation is born. I was born with such a gene. I also want to like women, marry a wife, become a family, have a child, and live in harmony with the United States and the United States. , But I like men … “Prince Jia’s voice was choked.

“We understand that I didn’t look down on you,” Han Bin said positively.

“No, you do n’t understand. Take Fan Zhenye as an example. He also likes men, but he still married his wife. He also tried to change and wanted to like women, but … No, he could n’t. It will only make the two people more painful, and the conflict between their husband and wife is getting deeper and deeper. “Prince Jia said seriously.

“You want to tell me that Cai Xiuyan is the murderer who killed Fan Zhenye?” Han Bin asked back.

“I don’t know, I’m just talking about it.” Prince Jia lowered her head.

“Prince Jia, have you been to the roof of Unit 37 of Building 1 in Jing’an Hutong?” Han Bin asked.

Prince Jia trembled and whispered, “No.”

Han Bin got up, picked up a few photos from the table, walked to the interrogation chair, and put one of them in front of Prince Jia: “We found the murder weapon and bloody clothes on the roof of Unit 37 of Building 1 , The blood on it was dead. “

“What does this have to do with me?” Prince Jia turned her head aside.

“We found your fingerprint.”

“Impossible.” Prince Jia glanced at the photo, determined: “Extremely impossible.”

“Prince Ka, we have found enough evidence,

Prove that you are the murderer who killed Fan Zhenye. Han Bin snapped.

“I didn’t. This dagger and blood cloak had nothing to do with me,” Prince retorted.

“Where did the dagger come from? You know better than me. As for this dress, we checked your phone. You bought the same style of clothes and hat on a shopping site.”

“So what, this dress sells at least a few hundred pieces, I bought it with my own money, and I’m happy, it’s also illegal.” Prince Jia hummed.

“I made a transcript before, and I asked you explicitly if I had seen this dress. I remember it very well. You answered no, why did you lie?” Han Bin asked back.

Prince Jia bit her lip. “Maybe I remember it wrong.”

“In less than ten days from the date of purchase, do you think the judge will believe you?” Han Bin said coldy.

Prince Ka was silent.

Han Bin changed the subject: “October 27th at 9pm, where are you?”

Prince Jia bowed his head. “I can’t remember.”

“I guess you would say that, but the previous transcripts were recorded. The first time you forged a certificate of absence. The second time you said that you were at home, but we sent a police officer to check. On the evening of October 2, Not at home at all. “Han Bin took out two more photos and put them in front of Prince Jia:

“At 27 pm on October 4, you left the house and drove to Tangu neighborhood; then you changed into a woman’s clothes and rushed to Jing’an Alley, murdered Fan Zhenye at 9 pm, and again at 2 pm Return to Tangu neighborhood, and drive home in the morning on the XNUMXnd day. “

Prince Jia’s face became increasingly ugly: “It’s all your guess, not the truth.”

“This picture is a picture of you taking the elevator to the garage; this picture is a picture of your car driving to Tangu neighborhood; your whereabouts have been thoroughly understood by our police, and it is useless to quibble.” Han Bin snapped.

Prince Jia glanced at Han Bin, then lowered his head, and groaned for a long time: “Sorry, I was lying, I was really not at home that day, I drove to Tangu neighborhood, but that’s all, I have never been to Jing’an alley.”

“Never been there?” Han Bin asked back.

“Yes, I have never been there,” Prince Jiadu said.

Han Bin laughed: “Don’t be too confident. Overconfidence is called conceit.”

“I’m telling the truth, I haven’t been there, how can you let me admit it.” Prince Ka lifts the head, looking at Han Bin opposite.

“We were really there and found your fingerprints,” Han Bin said positively.

Prince Jia mouth corner lightly raised.

“I didn’t lie to you, I really found your fingerprint,” Han Bin repeated.

“Impossible!” Prince Jia bit each word very clearly.

“The dagger is very clean. After committing the crime, you should wipe the fingerprint on the dagger, but it does not mean that you have not touched anything else,” Han Bin said.

Prince Ka swallowed saliva and said: “What is it.”

“You hid your blood cloak and dagger on the top of the building, and locked the door on the top with a padlock. Your fingerprints were left on the lock.” Han Bin took another photo and put it on the interrogation chair:

“This shows that you have not only been to Jing’an Hutong, but also locked your blood cloak and dagger on the top of the building. No one except you can reach it.”

Prince Jia’s forehead was sweaty and whispered: “I’m wrong.”

“How do you explain the fingerprint on the lock?”

“I don’t know. I’m wrong.”

“If you only found your fingerprints, you said you were wronged, maybe the police would still believe it, but you have been telling lies since the first time you took a transcript.”

“You forged a certificate of absence to match up with the murderer on October 27; obviously bought the crime clothes and said you haven’t seen it; you keep on saying that you haven’t been to the scene and found your weapon hiding Fingerprints; these evidences add up enough to condemn you. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com ”

Prince closed her eyes slowly, and a tear fell down the corner of her eyes.

“Frank and lenient, resist strict.” Han Bin cautioned.

Prince Jia was silent for a moment, slowly eyes opened: “I’m wrong.”

“Even if you do not plead guilty and have no confession, as long as the evidence is sufficient, you will still be convicted; not only will you lose the chance of light punishment, but you will also be sentenced to heavier sentences.” Han Bin warned.

Prince Jia glanced at Han Bin and shrugged his arms: “For me, there is only the difference between freedom and jail, and I don’t care how long I sit.”

Zhao Ming stepped in and whispered: “Brother Bin, he likes men. When you go to jail, you know …”

Han Bin frowned, it’s like throwing a mouse into a rice bowl. Although I can’t find food freely, I can’t get hungry.

From another perspective, it seems that it is not so difficult to accept myself in a women’s prison …