MTL - Start with Psychologist-Chapter 37

Luo Bixin didn't care.

"That's right." Fang Ze stood up straight, and said, "Don't forget to inform Team Ding and the others that the investigation of Hu Qiang should not be stopped, the more detailed the better."

"Huh? Why? Is it necessary?" Luo Bixin was puzzled.

Fang Ze said: "Motive, or motive, why did he kill Ling Xiu?"

Hearing this, Luo Bixin pondered for a while, and said: "This is indeed a bit strange. According to the situation we have now, the two should not know each other."

"But Hu Qiang is the boss of Tianshun Company, so it's impossible for someone to instruct him."

"Since he refused to say the reason himself, we can only follow the normal procedure."

"Impossible?" Fang Ze turned his head to look at Luo Bixin, and said slowly, "Is it impossible for Sun Xingxue?"

Luo Bixin nodded: "We have considered that although Sun Xingxue's status in the shopping mall is higher than Hu Qiang's, it is only in business. He will not hire murderers for Sun Xingxue's sake. The possibility is almost zero."

"And rich people like Hu Qiang value their own life and freedom very much. It is impossible to commit crimes for others. The gain outweighs the loss."

"I think he should have very personal reasons. After all, we don't know anything about Ling Xiu's past."

After listening to Luo Bixin's words, although Fang Ze didn't agree very much in his heart, he still nodded slowly.

That's right, how could a person of Hu Qiang's status commit felony murder for others.

Is there really an unspeakable motive?

Then why hasn't the system judged that the case has been solved?

It can't be a malfunction...

Or is this case too simple and there is no reward?

These thoughts flashed through Fang Ze's mind, and then he shook his head helplessly.

In the end, Fang Ze still insisted: "Anyway, let's investigate, it must be investigated."

"okay then."

Luo Bixin didn't persuade him any more.

Although she already believed in Fang Ze very much, now, she felt that the other party really seemed to think too much.

"You take a break first, I'll take Song Liang to the interrogation room later." Luo Bixin said.

"Okay." Fang Ze nodded.

After Luo Bixin left, Fang Ze half-lyed on the sofa, closed his eyes slightly, and fell asleep unknowingly.

His mind is indeed a little tired.

When Fang Ze woke up, it was almost twelve o'clock.

He rubbed his eyes, took a sip of water, got up and went to the interrogation room.

There was no one inside, Song Liang was sitting there silently.

Fang Ze glanced at him, turned around and poured a glass of water for him, and put it on the iron seat.

Taking out a cigarette, Fang Ze took out one and handed it to Song Liang.

"thanks…"

Song Liang took it and said thank you.

At this moment, Song Liang has become very calm and accepted the reality.

Because nothing can be changed.

After lighting it for Song Liang, Fang Ze also lit one for himself.

He smoked a little too much today. In addition to his incomprehensible motive, it may also be because of his inner feelings.

"Come here to chat with you. Is there anything you want to say?" Fang Ze smiled.

This time it's not an interrogation, but a real chat.

As if feeling Fang Ze's sincerity, Song Liang was silent for a while, and said, "Fang Dui, I really admire you for catching me in such a short period of time, and...you can also catch Hu Yi, with my brother."

He already knew it all.

Fang Ze said: "You were arrested not because of me, but because of a crime. Song Liang, do you understand?"

Song Liang was taken aback for a moment, savored Fang Ze's words, and then nodded slowly.

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Chapter 66 Feel Song Liang's Heart

In the interrogation room.

"Can you tell me why Hu Yi killed that girl?"

Song Liang asked suddenly.

Fang Ze asked back: "When Hu Yi asked you to kill someone, didn't you ask?"

Song Liang shook his head and said, "No."

Fang Ze nodded, this is normal.

Only take money to do things, don't ask why.

After a pause, Fang Ze replied: "Someone entrusted Hu Yi, and Hu Yi found you."

"what?"

Song Liang raised his head and looked at Fang Ze in astonishment. He didn't know anything about Hu Qiang.

At this moment, Song Liang's complexion was a little bright, obviously he didn't expect that the benefactor this time would be someone else.

After a while, Song Liang smiled wryly and shook his head, saying, "These rich people are really cowardly."

People who sell for two million are the so-called rich people in Song Liang's eyes.

"It's natural." Fang Ze nodded and said, "How can you easily put yourself in danger if you can enjoy endless glory and wealth with a limited life?"

Song Liang took a puff of cigarette and said, "Then...why did he kill Ling Xiu?"

Fang Ze shook his head and said, "I don't know, he refuses to say."

"Ah? You've been arrested and you still refuse to tell? Why?"

Song Liang was puzzled. The evidence was already there. Is there still a need for a motivational testimony?

Fang Ze smiled, looked at Song Liang and said, "Isn't it the same for you? You have already been arrested, the evidence is conclusive, and you still refuse to tell the truth."

Song Liang's expression froze, and he lowered his head again.

"Just for the one million?"

Fang Ze asked. He knew that Hu Yi had promised that as long as Song Liang didn't name the instigator and pleaded guilty, the family could get an additional one million.

Calculated in this way, it is a huge sum of two million.

For Song Liang, two million is a huge sum of money.

Seeing that Song Liang didn't answer, Fang Ze changed the question: "Song Guang is the one who actually took over the murder deal, right?"

Song Liang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Since both Hu Yi and Song Guang were caught, it is impossible to hide this matter.

More importantly, facing the young man in front of him, he always had a feeling of being seen through.

It seems that all lies can be exposed.

At this moment, he suddenly had a terrible fantasy: Once this person commits a crime, he really doesn't know who can catch him.

Perhaps only this kind of person can commit a perfect crime in the true sense.

Fortunately, the other party is the police.

In his eyes, I'm afraid there won't be any perfect crime...

"Why help him?" Fang Ze continued to ask.

Song Liang whispered: "He is my own brother."

"Is this a reason?" Fang Ze frowned.

If all of these can be used as a reason to commit a crime, then the number of criminals in the world will increase exponentially.

Song Liang continued: "His leg...was injured because of me."

Hearing these words, Fang Ze was taken aback.

"It could have been cured, but it was because there was no money."

Speaking of which, Song Liang's voice was a little choked up.

Fang Ze was silent.

As if he had found someone to confide in, Song Liang said: "My father passed away early, in the countryside, and my mother is sick... I really need money."

"As long as my brother's leg can be cured, as long as my mother can live a good life, I will do anything!"

Fang Ze shook his head helplessly, and said, "Need money?"

"Need money, you're idle and don't work hard?"

"Need money. Are you hiding drugs and being detained by the police?"

"Need money, you got addicted to drugs and made yourself worse?"

"If you need money, you can arbitrarily deprive others of their lives?!"

Four consecutive icy questions that directly hit the soul made Song Liang's face turn a little pale.

is it wrong? It seems that yes, it is also very wrong.

Does he have brotherhood towards Song Guang? have.

Are you filial to your mother? have.

But to others, it is ruthless and cruel.

For millions of dollars, cruelly killing an innocent girl ruined an originally happy family.

Thinking about it carefully, it's really ridiculous.

If I had to describe myself in one word, it might be selfish...

Looking at Song Liang who had awakened a lot, Fang Ze sighed.

The hard life and the invisible persecution of the family made Song Liang's heart gradually darken.

Once the dark side of a person explodes indefinitely, killing people will not be so difficult for them.

Perhaps thinking of his mother, perhaps thinking of everything he had done, Song Liang shed tears.

"sorry…"

Three words were spit out from Song Liang's mouth.

Fang Ze didn't know whether he said it to his mother or to the deceased, and he didn't ask.

He has already felt Song Liang's heart.

For Song Liang, everything is over.

There may be regrets and regrets, but fortunately, there is also a trace of self-salvation and relief.

It's just that there is no chance to make up for it.

Before leaving, Fang Ze asked one last question: "Song Liang, why did you leave such a wound on the face of the deceased?"

Song Liang did not hesitate, and replied truthfully: "Hu Yi requested it. I don't know the reason. I think you should ask the person who ordered Hu Yi, and you will get the answer."

Fang Ze nodded and said, "Thank you."

A word of thanks made Song Liang raise his head suddenly.

Watching Fang Ze's back disappear into the inquiry room, he squeezed out a smile and said, "Thank you too..."