pertwk Chapter 23: A Meal Leads to the Arrest of a Murderer
Chapter 23: A Meal Leads to the Arrest of a Murderer
Cao Dahua was startled. Although he hadn't figured out the specifics yet, he roughly understood what was going on.
He immediately pulled out his police ID and flashed it in front of the fat chef.
He didn't speak, but the way he looked at the fat chef was like the way he looked at a criminal.
"what!"
The fat chef froze completely.
Hearing this dialect from my hometown, and looking at the old criminal police officer in front of me...
He could never be wrong about that old detective's aura.
His legs began to tremble uncontrollably, his hands slowly rose, and his voice trembled, "You, you've finally come. I've known this day would come for a long time. I haven't had a single peaceful night's sleep in all these years. Now I can finally get a good night's rest."
"You know what crime you've committed, don't you?"
Wu Song still doesn't know exactly how this guy killed people.
Taking advantage of the fat chef's emotional breakdown, they began to trick him, trying to get him to confess to his crimes, lest he start acting dishonestly again later.
We can get specific information from him so we can contact other departments later.
If the case hasn't yet identified the fat chef, it can be matched directly.
"I... I didn't want to either," the fat chef sighed. "I just wanted to steal something from his house and make some money to spend. He's so rich, what's wrong with giving me some? That man took out a kitchen knife and was about to chop me. I stabbed him in the neck. I was terrified and ran away as fast as I could."
"You left your fingerprints, you know that?" Wu Song continued to bluff.
"I know!" The fat chef realized that Wu Song and his men had indeed come to arrest him. He honestly replied, "I saw a jade pendant in his house. I couldn't feel it because I was wearing gloves, so I took off my gloves and touched it to feel the texture. Just then, he came out. I stabbed him and was so scared that I ran away. When I got home, I remembered that I had left my fingerprints on the pendant."
"You've come at the perfect time, officer! He tried to stab me first. Didn't I act in self-defense?"
"Pfft..." Cao Dahua couldn't help but laugh. "What do you think?"
"..." The fat chef knew his question was unreasonable, so he lowered his head.
But the next second, as if realizing something, he looked up at Wu Song with despair, "How did you grow so tall?"
"No way!" The fat chef's expression changed. "You're not from my hometown! You're trying to play dirty tricks on me!"
After saying that, he rushed towards the kitchen.
Wu Song had anticipated this move, and grabbed the back of his neck with one hand, pressing him to the ground like a chick.
"Master!"
"Got it!" Cao Dahua chuckled, handcuffed the fat chef's hands behind his back, and seeing that the chef was still struggling, he shouted, "You better behave, or we'll have to resort to Su Qin carrying his sword?"
Upon hearing this, the fat chef indeed stopped struggling and allowed Cao Dahua to handcuff him.
"That kid must have been in there before!"
Cao Dahua chuckled and called out towards the private room, "Old Xu, come out here! There's a surprise waiting for you at our dinner!"
"I heard you! Hahaha!"
Xu Bin walked out, rubbing his bald head. He looked at the fat chef, who was being held up by Wu Song and Cao Dahua on either side, and then looked at Wu Song.
He nodded with satisfaction and secretly gave Wu Song a thumbs up.
"I'm impressed! That's amazing!"
"Let's go back and work overtime!"
……
Xu Bin, Cao Dahua, and the pre-trial team members who had been suddenly summoned to the branch office were interrogating the fat chef and the proprietress in the interrogation room.
Everyone else was in the office, surrounding Wu Song.
"Wow, bro, you're awesome! How did you know that guy was in trouble? That's incredible!" Ma Xiaowu had been secretly a little resentful towards Wu Song.
It's just that I got lucky and solved two cases.
That's because I didn't check that line; otherwise, I might have been able to do it myself.
But this time, he was truly speechless.
He went into the restaurant and met the fat chef, but he couldn't see anything wrong with the fat chef.
That kind of eye is truly impressive!
"Yeah! Brother Song, how did you figure it out? Just because you sensed murderous intent from him?" Liu Shutong's peach blossom eyes widened, filled with doubt and curiosity.
"Wu Song, you've only been here for less than a month, and you've already caught three murder suspects! It's unbelievable!" Lin Wenshu pushed up his glasses and exclaimed excitedly, "A real-life Sherlock Holmes, Poirot, Conan Edogawa!"
"Why are you talking about elementary school students now?" Ma Dazhi patted his apprentice, who had long since graduated, and gestured with his chin towards Wu Song. "Little Song, tell me, what's going on?"
"It's not actually that amazing," Wu Song explained with a smile. "When I first went in, he was smoking, but do you know how he put out his cigarette?"
Wu Song picked up a pen and demonstrated, "rubbing the end of the cigarette against her thumb repeatedly. At that moment, I suspected that she was trying to erase the fingerprints on her thumb, so I asked her where she was from."
The proprietress said he was from Harbin, and the chef also spoke with a strong Northeastern accent, but didn't you guys think he didn't look like a typical Northeasterner?
"But there are quite a few exceptions!" Liu Shutong said.
"Yes!" Wu Song didn't deny it. "So I called him into the private room, gave him some money first, and while he was in a good mood, I suddenly tripped him."
When faced with unexpected situations, people sometimes shed their pretenses.
I guessed right; he instinctively spoke Wenzhou dialect, not Northeastern dialect.
That's about enough. He needs to erase his fingerprints and pretend to be from Hasson. He's already a prime suspect.
I happen to speak Wenzhou dialect, so I thought I'd pretend to be a policeman from his hometown to scare him. I didn't expect this guy to be so easily frightened!
Wu Song couldn't help but think of Wang Zhiqiang, the murderer in the previous scarecrow murder case.
My master and I tricked him many times, but he never fell for it.
Their mental fortitude is far superior to that chef's!
"Tsk tsk tsk! Brother Song, I'm serious, you're ready to graduate!" Liu Shutong said.
"yes!"
……
Not long after, Xu Bin and Cao Dahua returned to the Third Squadron's office together.
"How is it?"
"What can you do? He already confessed at the hotel, and now he's in the interrogation room, does he think he can deny it?" Xu Bin sneered. "He's confessed everything. Tomorrow, we'll contact Wenzhou and verify the information with them."
"The proprietress is fine. Her husband died early, and she runs a small restaurant with her child. The chef came to work at her restaurant, and that's how they got together. She knew that her husband had some issues, but she only thought it was because he injured a family planning official for his sister. She didn't know that her husband was on the run because of murder," Cao Dahua continued.