strictlysupreme Chapter 173 Trainee Detective 11
Chapter 173 Trainee Detective 11
"Director Xiang."
Ling Yi pushed open the door to the monitoring room and greeted Xiang Ke inside first.
He looked so serious, truly like an upright and incorruptible criminal police officer.
Xiang Ke turned and glanced at her, then pulled up the chair next to him: "Sit down."
After saying that, he continued to observe Gao Qianli on the screen.
Across from Gao Qianli, the interrogation expert poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile, "What's the point of you doing this? There are several corpses outside, and several more inside. You're already facing the death penalty, so what are you struggling for?"
These shrewd old guys, who are adept at extracting answers from countless criminal suspects, never chose to speak harshly to Gao Qianli, a self-important fellow.
This kind of guy, who is both extremely insecure and extremely arrogant, always has a lot of useless pride in his bones and loves to act like he'd rather die than submit.
So they simply stopped arguing with him and interrogated him with smiles from the beginning, even leniently fulfilling many of his requests.
From fine tea to good cigarettes, they even brought him a steak.
Gao Qianli, thin and small, was huddled in the chair. He no longer looked as sharp as before, but he was still arrogant: "I said, I won't say anything unless you bring the person who ruined my plans here."
The older woman conducting the interrogation had a round face and a gentler appearance as she approached fifty. She shook her head upon hearing his words, as if tolerating a willful child.
"You should know that the evidence against you is conclusive, and even without a confession, it would be more than enough to convict you." He placed the cup on the table with a soft click, which made Gao Qianli's eyes flicker.
"I'm still talking to you here because I want to minimize trouble for everyone." The older woman's smile slowly faded, and her expressionless face exuded a chilling aura. "I've tried my best to meet all your demands, yet you still want to cause me trouble. Do you think we really can't do anything about you?"
She stood up, took away the warm tea in front of Gao Qianli, and also took away the pack of cigarettes that cost more than two hundred yuan. Her voice was cold: "If you don't want your life to end well, then I don't need to accommodate you."
"Go back to the detention center and wait to sign the death sentence." The older sister said quietly with her back to him, "I just don't know if you can get used to living in a room with more than a dozen people, or if you can stand eating cabbage and potatoes every day."
"A very successful big boss ended up living the same life as a petty thief who steals batteries."
Gao Qianli knew in his heart that this guy was using tricks to get a confession, but he couldn't help but be moved by her words.
In the last moments of his life, he wanted to live a better life, to have some dignity, and he also wanted to know which damned person had ruined his artistic creation!
If the latter cannot be satisfied, then at least the first two must be satisfied!
"I want steak, Japanese Wagyu, medium-rare. I'll confess once I get my food!"
"First of all, our country doesn't allow the import of Wagyu beef from Taiwan. What you've been eating in the past is either smuggled, uninspected meat or beef from Northeast China that's been 'washed' (meaning it's been ripped off)." The woman smiled slightly, then turned back with a cold expression: "Secondly, our bureau has limited funds; we can't possibly buy you something so expensive!"
The bureau chief hadn't even had a bite yet, but the suspect was given food first. Is that reasonable?
Gao Qianli gritted his teeth: "Then..."
"A supermarket steak for 58 yuan, cooked by the cafeteria chef himself. Take it or leave it!"
The eldest sister delivered the final blow to Gao Qianli. His sinister gaze was fixed on the seemingly harmless woman, but he found that he couldn't intimidate her at all. He could only grit his teeth and say, "Fine! I want to eat now!"
So Ling Yi and Xiang Ke sat in the monitoring room, watching Gao Qianli eat steak.
It has to be said that these criminal suspects are enjoying much more than they are.
"Director Xiang, I had someone bring you a portion of the freshly pan-fried steak."
Just as I was admiring him, Director Gao pushed the door open and came in.
It has to be said, a white shirt is a white shirt; even his demeanor as a waiter is more professional than others.
When he saw Ling Yi, he was immediately taken aback: "Little Ling, you're here so early?"
Shi Yi said the person would arrive in the afternoon, but the person arrived early without telling him. What a mess! He only took a steak!
"Thank you for your hard work, Director Gao." Xiang Ke suddenly spoke up, his rare display of emotional intelligence breaking the awkward atmosphere.
He took the steak, cutting it while watching Gao Qianli finally speak after finishing his meal on the screen.
This guy, in order to keep his good life going, is going to squeeze toothpaste.
He releases a little bit of information every day, keeping these police officers hanging so he can live a good life.
The older woman conducting the interrogation noticed his ulterior motives but wasn't in a hurry.
To be honest, getting him to talk was just the first step; it meant that the guy's heart had finally opened a little.
The police, as a violent institution, must work on this crack, chisel it deeper and more thoroughly, and then throw this guy, who has been squeezed dry of his usefulness, back into the detention center.
He's ruined so many girls, and he still wants to enjoy good treatment before he dies? Dream on!
As for whether criminal police officers can lie?
She neither lied nor induced anyone to confess; lying about her living conditions alone wouldn't even be considered a violation of the rules!
As an expert specializing in the trial of death row inmates, she has deceived at least half of the dead over the years, if not thirty. She feels no guilt or shame whatsoever.
On the screen, a smug voice came through as he eloquently presented his masterpiece to the interrogation experts.
Off-screen, after Xiang Ke finished cutting the steak, he pushed it directly to Ling Yi.
Director Gao, who had just been intently watching the screen, suddenly felt a jolt in his reconnaissance nerves.
It's quite normal for the steak to be given to the only girl in the room.
But Xiang Ke has never been a normal person, okay?
When he first started working, he couldn't refuse the girls introduced by his former boss, so he would hide in the dissection room, making the girls run over a dozen times for nothing, but he never even got to see them. His former boss was so angry that he kept cursing about it even after he retired.
How could someone like that possibly be the kind of person who would show tenderness and give up the only piece of steak?
Even if he really did act strangely today, the way he cut the steak was still wrong!
Look at those small chess pieces! No wonder he's a knife expert; the finished product is so neat!
But you've crossed the line!
Director Gao glanced at the aloof Xiang Ke out of the corner of his eye and thought to himself, "Why does this guy seem to be trying to curry favor?"
But in this world, would a man still have a stern face like he's dissecting a corpse while he's trying to win his favor?
He looked left and right uncertainly, like a badger poised to pounce in a melon patch.
Under his gaze, Ling Yi hesitated for a moment, unsure whether she should touch the fork.
"I haven't touched the corpse today." A cold, indifferent voice came from beside him. The man's gaze remained fixed on the screen, yet it was as if he had eyes in his temples, seeing Ling Yi's every move, as he succinctly stated:
"It's edible!"