After a long silence, Han Fei finally spoke up.
“What did you say?”
“I said I’ve already caught the culprit in this dismemberment case. You can come back now. Is the signal bad over there, Captain Han?”
It wasn’t the signal that was bad—it was that he couldn’t believe it! Han Fei was completely stunned.
The report had only just come in, and he had just arrived at the scene. The forensic team had only completed a preliminary examination of the body, and now Xu Mo was telling him that he had already caught the killer? Who could believe that?
Han Fei immediately wondered if Xu Mo was messing with him.
But then again, Han Fei knew Xu Mo wasn’t the type to make baseless claims. If Xu Mo said it, it had to be true.
Thinking this, Han Fei asked, “Are you sure we’re talking about the same case?”
He was considering whether there might be another dismemberment case, and that Xu Mo had caught the culprit in that one instead. The probability was extremely low, but it wasn’t entirely impossible.
“Of course. The dismemberment case, right? The body parts were found by a garbage collector near the dumpster at 489 Xihu Road, weren’t they?” Xu Mo stated the location of the crime scene.
This left Han Fei even more baffled. His mind was spinning.
Xu Mo was indeed talking about the same case! And while Han Fei was still struggling to make sense of it, Xu Mo had already caught the killer!
He couldn’t believe it. He simply couldn’t…
Xu Mo was known for his strong investigative skills and quick case-solving abilities, which Han Fei had witnessed before. But this fast?
Han Fei hadn’t even gathered many clues yet, and Xu Mo had already cracked the case? And even brought the suspect back to the station??
How long had it been since the report came in? A brutally executed dismemberment case, already solved?
This was even more efficient than catching a petty thief!
“Hey, hey, Captain Han… can you hear me?” Hearing no response from Han Fei for a while, Xu Mo called out a few times into the phone.
But there was still no reply from Han Fei on the other end.
Was the signal really that bad? Since Han Fei hadn’t responded, Xu Mo assumed the signal was too weak and simply hung up.
In the meantime, he decided to interrogate the suspect he had just brought in.
Thanks to his “Criminal Radar,” Xu Mo was certain that the man before him was the culprit in the dismemberment case. However, knowing it wasn’t enough—to convict the suspect, they needed a confession as evidence.
“Name.”
“Wang Jianjun.”
“Gender.”
“Uh… Officer, is that really necessary? Can’t you tell?”
Hearing this, Xu Mo slammed the table with a loud *bang*. “Just answer what I ask. Stop with the nonsense.”
When dealing with a murderer, Xu Mo had no patience for pleasantries.
After slamming the table, Xu Mo repeated the question.
“Gender.”
This time, Wang Jianjun was much more compliant.
“Male.”
“Age.”
“Twenty-five.”
“Do you know Li Bo? What’s your relationship with him?”
“Yes, he’s my colleague.”
“Did you have any conflicts with him?”
“Yes, he hooked up with my girlfriend.” Wang Jianjun admitted it openly, unlike other murderers who tended to be evasive.
“So you killed him?”
Wang Jianjun shook his head. He would never admit to something like that. “I didn’t kill anyone.”
“The surveillance footage from Xihu Road caught you dumping the body. Are you still going to deny it?” Xu Mo decided to bluff.
In reality, there were no surveillance cameras near the dumpster at 489 Xihu Road, so there was no way footage of Wang Jianjun dumping the body existed.
Xu Mo’s question was meant to rattle Wang Jianjun and make him slip up.
But Wang Jianjun didn’t fall for it. He shook his head again.
“I told you, I didn’t kill anyone. I don’t know what you’re talking about with this ‘dumping the body’ stuff.”
Wang Jianjun had a strong poker face. He didn’t even flinch while lying, and it was clear he had prepared a script to deal with the police after the murder.
Standard interrogation techniques wouldn’t work on him.
To get Wang Jianjun to talk, they would need crucial evidence.
But that was almost impossible. Since Wang Jianjun had the audacity to dump the dismembered body parts in a trash bin and sit calmly in the interrogation chair denying the murder, it was clear he had likely destroyed all the evidence the police could use.
Simply investigating further wouldn’t yield the key evidence they needed.
Wang Jianjun knew that without sufficient evidence, the police could only hold him for a limited time. Once that time was up, they would have to let him go, even if they were certain he was the killer. The law required evidence.
But his misfortune was running into Xu Mo.
Evidence destroyed? No key clues? No problem.
Xu Mo had a way to make Wang Jianjun tell the truth.
A dose of truth serum, and he’d spill everything!
Xu Mo got up and walked over to Wang Jianjun, who was seated in the interrogation chair. Avoiding the surveillance camera’s angle, he administered a dose of truth serum. Then he returned to his seat and asked again.
“Why did you kill him?”
“He hooked up with my fiancée. It became a big scandal at our company. I was about to achieve success in both my career and personal life, but he ruined everything. He made me lose face, and in a fit of rage, I killed him.”
This answer was different from before. “Girlfriend” had become “fiancée,” and the incident had become widely known at Wang Jianjun’s company. No wonder he had dismembered the body after killing—it was out of sheer anger.
Having your fiancée stolen by a colleague, and the whole company knowing about it, would push anyone with a bad temper and a strong sense of pride to do something extreme.
“Go on. Describe the process in detail,” Xu Mo urged, tilting his chin slightly.
“Yesterday…”
About ten minutes later, the interrogation was over. Under the influence of the truth serum, Wang Jianjun had confessed everything.
Xu Mo walked out of the interrogation room with a written confession in hand.
As soon as he stepped out, he ran into Han Fei, who had rushed back.
“I heard from Officer Hu that you were interrogating the suspect?”
Xu Mo waved the confession. “Just finished. He confessed to everything. You came back at the perfect time, Captain Han.”
Han Fei took the confession and flipped through it. It contained a complete account of Wang Jianjun’s motive, the method of the crime, and how he had destroyed the evidence afterward.
After reading the confession, Han Fei was even more stunned.
This case had been handled very cleverly by the killer. While not flawless, among all the cases Han Fei had dealt with, Wang Jianjun was undoubtedly one of the toughest nuts to crack.
How on earth had Xu Mo managed to catch this guy?
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