pertwk Chapter 1184 Details
Chapter 1184 Details
Chapter 1184 Details
"Ren Kuangshan, we finally meet."
Meng Chengbiao was holding a thick stack of documents and sitting opposite Ren Kuangshan. At first glance, he did not look oppressive, as if he was just a staff member of the street office in uniform.
Ren Kuangshan, who was extremely nervous, looked up at him, then looked at the tall young policeman next to Meng Chengbiao, who had a silly expression on his face. He said with a stern face, "I have nothing to say. I need to find a lawyer."
"Lawyer, don't worry. We'll meet again later." Meng Chengbiao didn't dwell on this topic and quickly slid away, saying, "Let's follow the procedure first and tell me your name..."
Meng Chengbiao came here with Jiang Yuan on a business jet. They arrived very quickly, and the plane was flying at the highest cruising speed, not the economic speed. When Liu Wenkai caught the man and sent him in, the plane was almost landed.
However, after knowing that Ren Kuangshan had been arrested, Meng Chengbiao did not rush to interrogate him. Instead, he collected some information and made some preparations before bringing Jiang Yuan to the interrogation room.
There were countless interrogation experts who wanted to preside over and participate in this case, but at Jiang Yuan's request, Meng Chengbiao, who was not well-known in the province, stood out. Meng Chengbiao naturally did not dare to slack off and had already been working very hard.
After using the traditional "name and age" and other procedural processes to stabilize Ren Kuangshan's state and increase his obedience a little, Meng Chengbiao asked in a chatty tone: "Ren Kuangshan, how many years have you been driving a truck?"
"About twenty years." Ren Kuangshan answered nonchalantly.
He did not choose to remain silent and resist, because he knew he could not escape. No legal experience is needed, ordinary Chinese people know how serious the crime of murdering an academician is. Ren Kuangshan now just wants to end it all quickly, including hiring a lawyer, all for this purpose.
Meng Chengbiao also knew Ren Kuangshan's mentality. He had seen too many suspects like this. In fact, most criminal suspects thought they were in the minority - and they were indeed so, but it was well known that in China, the minority was actually the majority.
There are very few crazy murderers among Chinese people, but the vast majority of crazy murderers are actually the same. It's like a school with fast and slow classes, the top class and the bottom class. The status of the top students and the bottom students is completely different, but when you walk into their respective classes, you see that they are all the same students.
Although Meng Chengbiao was well prepared, he did not do anything unconventional. He just said slowly, "It's been 23 years. Counting from when you were 19."
"That's about right." Ren Kuangshan realized that the police on the other side must have checked him thoroughly. It was not surprising. He had committed such a big crime that the police chased him to the border and knew his working hours. It was not surprising.
Meng Chengbiao appeared to be very confident.
This is the character he created for Ren Kuangshan, a nearly omniscient and omnipotent police representative, assisted by the offensive of family affection.
If you add a black and white face to this set, it can basically cover all the contents of police interrogation. Even if you are a frequent criminal, without some special abilities and skills, plus special luck, you will basically not encounter higher-level interrogation methods. Here, it is assumed that the Great Recovery Memory Technique is a lower-level method.
In reality, there is naturally no omniscient and omnipotent police officer. Even if Meng Chengbiao had made preparations in advance, it would be impossible for him to find out all the details about Ren Kuangshan in just a few days.
But in the interrogation room, Meng Chengbiao would constantly reinforce this hint. Moreover, Meng Chengbiao also deliberately found a plug-in.
Meng Chengbiao turned around and glanced at Jiang Yuan who had accompanied him. Jiang Yuan had a computer in front of him, but unlike the police officer who was taking notes next to him, Jiang Yuan's computer had a backend running, ready to verify the details of Ren Kuangshan's confession at any time.
Assuming that Ren Kuangshan gave his instructions...
Meng Chengbiao picked up the teacup, took a sip, pretended to be relaxed, and said, "You really have come a long way. Have you been here before when you were driving?"
"No." Ren Kuangshan frowned, alert to the fullest. Although he had made many preparations for escaping, he obviously did not give much thought to being interrogated.
"You used to drive a truck. How many kilometers could you drive in a month?" Meng Chengbiao continued to ask.
"Who remembers then?"
"Probably?"
"Sometimes more, some less."
"I used to run fewer kilometers, but now I run more kilometers, right?"
"more or less."
"why?"
"what why?"
"When I was young, I ran fewer kilometers. Now that I'm older, I run more kilometers. Why is that?"
“I haven’t calculated it either.”
Meng Chengbiao smiled and said, "I can tell from your income. Is it because the freight is low?"
The ever-lowering freight rates are a constant topic of conversation for truck drivers. When two truck drivers meet and light up a cigarette, they will start complaining about the freight rates when they are halfway through smoking.
Ren Kuangshan's lips moved, as if a switch was touched, and he almost started talking at length.
"Maybe there is this reason." Ren Kuangshan held back and continued to act cool and aloof.
"It's probably because I'm married. When I was young, one person's food could feed the whole family. But it's different now that I have a wife and children." Meng Chengbiao smiled.
Ren Kuangshan's expression changed: "What do you mean?"
Meng Chengbiao said: "I know you left money for your wife and children..."
"That's the clean money I earned from driving!" Ren Kuangshan said sternly.
Meng Chengbiao: "I know, you put it in two cards on purpose, there is no confusion, have you asked the lawyer?"
Ren Kuangshan said nothing.
Meng Chengbiao stared at Ren Kuangshan for a while, waiting for the atmosphere to drop to freezing point, waiting for Ren Kuangshan's emotions to recover and start to regain confidence, then he said: "If you hit someone to death, do you want to pay compensation?"
Ren Kuangshan raised his head suddenly.
"Whether it's murder or an accident, if you hit someone and kill them, you should pay compensation. That's only natural, right?" Meng Chengbiao said, "You've been driving for so many years, you should understand this."
Ren Kuangshan gritted his teeth, but in the end he was unable to speak.
"In the words of our judicial system, this is called criminal-related joint civil liability. If the victim suffers personal injury or property loss, the victim and his family can file a civil lawsuit to assert civil rights. In addition, the court can also order the confiscation of property." Meng Chengbiao treated the trial as a negotiation, and popularizing the law was also a hint of the part that was beneficial to him.
He didn't believe that earnest teachings and honesty could make suspects confess their problems truthfully. Seeking benefits and avoiding harm is a biological instinct, and only by putting pressure can the desired information be squeezed out.
Of course, while squeezing, you have to give the suspect an exit.
Meng Chengbiao looked at Ren Kuangshan and said, "We have talked to the victim's family. If you are willing to tell the truth and hand over the mastermind behind the scenes, the victim's family is willing to give up the civil lawsuit. We can also let go of the little property you left behind and provide your daughter with a basic living guarantee. The premise is that you cooperate with our investigation."
Ren Kuangshan, who had just endured a lot of pressure, let go of his worries and spread his hands and said, "Okay, what do you want to ask?"
There are standards for death compensation in China, which are usually based on the per capita disposable income of urban residents in the previous year. Calculated over the past 8.4 years, the highest per capita disposable income of urban residents in Shanghai is 2.5 yuan, while the lowest is only 168 yuan in some provinces. In this way, for the same death, the death compensation in some places is 50 million yuan, while in other places it is yuan.
As for the victims, for those over 60, the compensation will be reduced by one year for each additional year of age, up to 75 years old, when it will be calculated based on the average disposable income of urban residents for five years. No compensation for murder. Academician Lou met both of the above criteria.
Therefore, what Academician Lou's family gave up was only about 7 yuan in funeral expenses.
This amount of money is nothing to the over-age children of an academician. What they want is to bring the real murderer to justice, and they definitely want the death penalty for Ren Kuangshan.
This is something that will happen after the case is sent for inspection, and Meng Chengbiao does not need to explain it in detail to Ren Kuangshan. As for confiscation, normally, only half of the couple's joint property can be confiscated, or to put it more precisely, the court must first divide the property of Ren Kuangshan and his wife, and then confiscate Ren Kuangshan's property.
Finally, the court must leave Ren Kuangshan's wife and especially his minor children with the property they need for basic living and funds for their education.
However, for Ren Kuangshan who has been arrested, leaving a sum of money for his wife and daughter is almost the only thing he can do, or it can be said that it is the last deal he can make with his miserable life.
Ren Kuangshan stared at Meng Chengbiao: "Don't go too far..."
Meng Chengbiao waved his hand and said, "Tell me about the person who ordered you. Do you know him?"
"I don't know him." Ren Kuangshan shook his head slightly.
"How did you get in touch?" Meng Chengbiao asked hurriedly. As the news of the successful arrest of Ren Kuangshan spread, the space left for them to capture the mastermind behind the scenes became smaller and smaller.
Meng Chengbiao was not optimistic about this goal. The other party was probably a professional and would not easily reveal his true colors. He might have already left the country. However, Meng Chengbiao still tried his best to do it, but he couldn't let Ren Kuangshan see it.
Ren Kuangshan shook his head slightly and said, "It started with a phone call, and then it was the little blue bird."
"Can you use the little bluebird?"
“They taught me.”
"them?"
"It should be two people. They used voice changers, but you can tell."
The two people asked and answered questions, and the process was quick, but there was no contact between the two parties, which made it difficult to investigate.
Meng Chengbiao glanced at his outline, quickly changed his mind, and said, "You got it in cash, right? How did you get the money?"
"They told me a place and a time, and I went there and got it." Ren Kuangshan said simply.
Jiang Yuan, who had been sitting in front of the computer, raised his eyebrows and said, "Please tell me the time and place in detail."