Chapter 555: Chapter 555: Are You Kidding Me?

Zhang Hui personally used the key to open the door.

Of course, Qin Yong had also prepared a second plan just in case. If the person inside had locked the door, rendering the key useless, they were ready to force the door open. But it seemed unnecessary now.

The arrest went much smoother than expected.

Zhao Zhijun was caught sleeping stark naked on the bed.

"Who... who are you?"

Seeing the black muzzle of the gun, Zhao Zhijun was almost scared out of his wits.

The woman lying next to him was already scared out of hers.

"Ah!"

The shrill scream was deafening, a voice that could have been better used singing.

"Police!"

"Name!"

The moment she heard "police," the woman beside him went limp.

Zhao Zhijun’s tense body also collapsed.

Police...

If you’d said you were police earlier, I was so scared I nearly...!

"Zhao Zhijun."

Zhao Zhijun answered and then asked, "Officer, I’m in my own home. Since when did you start busting this hard for prostitution?"

"Besides, is it necessary to point a gun at me?"

Over the years, Zhao Zhijun hadn’t just been mingling at casinos, he’d dabbled in all kinds of shady businesses.

He’d been caught twice at the foot massage parlors before, but nothing ever this big.

It was just a few officers breaking in with flashlights and cameras.

The point was, this was his own house.

Did they really need to chase him home?

The woman beside him snapped out of it too, pulling the covers tighter.

"Officer, you must have the wrong idea. The two of us are in love."

"Are you really chasing people into their homes for prostitution busts?"

"Be careful, I might sue you for trespassing."

Qin Yong was almost amused to anger.

Here he was with over a dozen people arresting a murder dismemberment suspect and they were being mistaken for a prostitution bust?

How long had it been since he’d heard that phrase in his policing career?

In those days at the police station, he handled criminal cases, not prostitution busts. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Zhang Hui and the others weren’t so polite.

It was Zhao Zhijun alright.

"Cuff him!"

"Zhao Zhijun, you’re suspected of murder and dismemberment, here’s the arrest warrant!"

With that, he presented documents in front of Zhao Zhijun, frightening him to the point of going pale!

"Mur... murder? What... murder?"

Zhao Zhijun stuttered, "Officer, you must be mistaken. I... who did I kill?"

The woman next to him was more than half-scared to death, no longer bothering with the covers, she shot out of bed, distancing herself from Zhao Zhijun, looking at him in horror.

Was she insane?

Spending the night with a murderer?

"Officer, I want to report! He gave me 500 yuan, we’re not in love!"

"Really! The money’s in my bag, you can take it. I really have nothing to do with him."

...

Criminal Investigation Team.

Zhao Zhijun and the woman were escorted into the interrogation room.

With the murder suspect, it wasn’t just a matter of saying you were bought then bought, or saying you had no connection then no connection. How could that be?

Therefore, the woman also had to undergo interrogation.

It was interrogation, not inquiry.

"My name is Yaoyao, no, Zhang Meili, I’m 26 years old, I work at the New Star Race Foot Massage Parlor."

"Just over on Friendship Road, if you don’t believe me, you can ask the boss. I really work there, we hang a mutton sign to sell dog meat, it’s 200 yuan in-store, 500 to go out."

"I really don’t know him, I don’t even know his name, the 500 yuan in my bag is from last night."

"Really... I really don’t know him... boo hoo..."

This Yaoyao had never seen such a scene, and everything spilled out once she got into the police car.

Ever since she stumbled for the first time wanting to buy an iPhone, she’d been doing this for years, loving a few people, being scammed a few times, struck a few times, she confessed everything clearly.

The Criminal Investigation Team had already contacted the local police station on Friendship Road, and Zhang Meili indeed hadn’t lied.

But still, Zhang Meili couldn’t just be released either, as according to her statement, Zhao Zhijun had been seeking her out these past few days.

"When was the first time Zhao Zhijun sought you out?"

"How many times did he come looking for you? Explain clearly, don’t hide anything."

The officer interrogating Zhang Meili was a female officer, and the recorder was Song from the second team.

"Don’t worry, officer, I’ll say everything, I’ll explain everything, I will fully cooperate!"

While Zhang Meili was providing information, in the adjoining interrogation room, Zhang Hui was personally grilling Zhao Zhijun.

"Officer, you must be wrong."

"I really didn’t kill anyone!"

"Moreover... who did I kill?"

Who?

Zhang Hui had just escorted Zhao Zhijun back after arresting him.

The guy was shouting his innocence the whole ride, but was that any use?

Just before the interrogation began, the Crime Scene Investigation team collected Zhao Zhijun’s fingerprints.

Just five minutes ago, as he was entering the interrogation room, Lu Chuan called him, stating that Zhao Zhijun’s fingerprints matched those found on the plastic sheet at Yang Qianqian’s murder scene.

This evidence solidified Zhao Zhijun as the murderer.

"Zhao Zhijun, at this point, it’s pointless to keep resisting."

"Do you think what you did was flawless? You think dismembering Yang Qianqian and flushing her down the drain would go unnoticed?"

Yang Qianqian? Dismembered?

Zhao Zhijun’s eyes widened in disbelief, "You say... Qianqian... she’s dead?!"

He was quite the actor.

Zhang Hui had interrogated many criminals, and seen all sorts.

There were those who would confess everything under interrogation, and those who said nothing, and then there were those like Zhao Zhijun pretending to know nothing.

The latter type wasn’t uncommon, but seeing someone act with such precision and realism was rare.

This guy, not going into acting was a waste.

"Officer, did you just say Qianqian... Yang Qianqian? My ex-girlfriend is dead?"

"Keep pretending, Zhao Zhijun, keep acting, if I lay down the evidence before you and you still try that, there’ll be no room for maneuver."

Lu Chuan had just phoned Zhang Hui but the fingerprint analysis report hadn’t been completed yet.

Otherwise, Zhang Hui could have placed the fingerprint report in front of Zhao Zhijun, to see what excuses he could make then.

Zhao Zhijun didn’t answer Zhang Hui’s questions; instead, he belatedly said, "You all..."

"You suspect I killed Qianqian... me?"

"How could that be? How could I kill her?"

Zhao Zhijun’s reaction was extremely intense.

"No, no, officer, it’s definitely a misunderstanding, Qianqian was my ex-girlfriend, why would I kill her when we were together back in college?"

"Besides... when did Qianqian die?"

"I just saw her on Thursday!"

Thursday?

Zhang Hui sneered.