National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 363 - 363 330 Zhang Xiang

363: Chapter 330: Zhang Xiang 363: Chapter 330: Zhang Xiang The knife used to stab tires was about 40 centimeters long, a thick-handled single-edged dagger that looked very suitable for slashing tires.

Yu Wenshu looked at the picture, then at Jiang Yuan, first feeling a surge of fright, followed by a wave of anger, “This scoundrel even dares to attempt to murder a police officer?”

Jiang Yuan casually said a word of fairness, “Given the environment at the time, it might not have been with the intent to murder.

The car wasn’t going fast enough, it might have been just to cause a minor car accident or something…”

“Even if it’s just an injury, it’s unacceptable,” Yu Wenshu declared, his teeth itching with anger.

He now could hardly bear the thought of Jiang Yuan staying up late.

If Jiang Yuan were to get hurt and take time off, wouldn’t that be a grave matter?

Apart from it being a waste of time, what’s scarier is that Huang Qiangmin might take the opportunity to bring him back on the pretext of inadequate care.

At that point, where could he find another hell-level combine harvester like Jiang Yuan?

Yu Wenshu couldn’t tolerate such a scenario now.

Just thinking about that possibility made his eyes bulge with rage.

Shen Yaoguo was somewhat puzzled and said, “You were just going to the scene to take a look, why would someone slash the tires?

Was it necessary?

And how did they notice you?

They couldn’t possibly be watching that warehouse all the time, it’s unnecessary.”

“That’s true,” the people at the scene said after a moment of contemplation, none giving a direct answer.

Of course, if you consider it from a conspiracy theory perspective, maybe the suspect knew something in advance, even knew Jiang Yuan’s identity and capabilities, and then made some preparations.

A small car accident can cause serious casualties, after all.

However, if you consider the issue from this angle, there are many mysteries left unsolved, like how the other party could know the inside situation, how they knew about Jiang Yuan, and how they precisely located Jiang Yuan’s vehicle…

Some questions do have explanations, it’s just that the explanations are overly complicated.

And as a criminal investigator, you usually don’t think in such a conspiratorial way.

Not to mention the probability of such things happening, even if it did happen, with such complex circumstances, how could you prosecute through the law?

In the end, you still need to find relatively reasonable evidence.

That’s also one of the reasons Liu Jinghui isn’t very popular among the heads of the detective squads.

“Regardless, first we apprehend Zhang Xiang, and the case will appear clearer,” Yu Wenshu was the first to snap out of the contemplation and said, “this Zhang Xiang has a complicated background, it might be difficult to break through directly.

I’ll call in a few who are good at interrogation; let’s pull his teeth out first.”

When in doubt, shake people down.

Having served as the head of a criminal investigation brigade for so many years, Yu Wenshu has almost formed a set pattern of thinking.

What the provincial criminal police brigade is never lacking is various types of professional talent.

County bureaus are always short-staffed, but the city bureaus in capitals often second officers from subordinate units; their own personnel are valuable so whatever type of person is needed, they can gather them.

The provincial departments, the city bureaus of municipalities directly under the central government, and the Ministry itself are even more advanced versions of this model, teeming with hidden talent; one careless moment and you’ll find someone wielding Level 5 or even Level 6 capabilities emerging.

From this perspective, the more prosperous the metropolis, the less suitable it is for committing crimes, especially high-profile, high-impact vicious offenses; choosing a metropolis is a definite mistake.

It’s akin to elevating the level of opposition from amateur 5-dan to professional 1st or 2nd dan in one go.

Ordinary amateur criminals doing this are asking for a beating.

However, in Ningtai County, something like summoning five senior interrogation experts in one breath would definitely not happen.

There aren’t even five interrogation experts in Ningtai County altogether.

The experts were in place, and Zhang Xiang and his accomplices were also prepared for the preliminaries such as taking photos and fingerprinting.

With flushed faces, one by one, they were clamped onto steel chairs, their hands spread and secured, legs spread and fixed on demand, and their backs and buttocks settled against the chairs, also tied tight with restraints, making it hard for them to even move.

Jiang Yuan and the others remained stable and secure in the office, watching the interrogation room scene through the projector.

Zhang Xiang was a strapping brute that looked tough at first glance; with an extremely thick upper body, even when wrapped in restraints, he still made the chair thump loudly.

His four subordinates were all very young and fit fellows, no more than in their early twenties, with the phrase “defiant and unruly” as if carved onto their faces, occasionally casting fierce glances to the sides—unable to wriggle free due to their lighter bodies.

“This Jianyuan Pharmaceutical is quite interesting,” remarked Shen Yaoguo as he observed the young men’s eyes, their fight-or-flight responses almost triggering.

If this were in his public security brigade, facing such little punks, he definitely wouldn’t resort to beating or scolding; instead, he would catch their entertainment venue boss and make the boss lose face in front of everyone.

In the office where only one channel’s audio was on, Shen Yaoguo could guess what these youngsters would say even with his eyes closed:

“We are from Jianyuan.”

“We live our lives by the rules, why arrest us?”

“I don’t want to hear what you’re saying, I am not afraid of going to jail.”

Shen Yaoguo chuckled and said, “Actually, we could also handle their interrogation; we’re the most experienced with this kind of thing.”

“The same,” Yu Wenshu said with equal confidence.

If Zhang Xiang himself had even a shred of resistance, the few underlings he brought with him stood no chance during the interrogation.

Interrogations nowadays were never about the volume of one’s voice or the amount of pressure applied.

Sometimes they could involve showing concern, other times feigning to exploit.

Those who conducted interrogations were experts at manipulating psychology.

What chance did these small-time thugs, who couldn’t score over 30 on an “administrative capacity test” or a “policy essay,” possibly have?

In just a short time, the thugs in the interrogation room began to spill everything they knew.

Shen Yaoguo couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed; if the young men had shown a bit more resistance, he would have been able to go after the person in charge of the “parking lot project” at Jianyuan Pharmaceutical.

And once the testimonies here came out, the pressure on Zhang Xiang’s side began to increase exponentially.

Without any further manipulation, Zhang Xiang quickly confessed.

“I killed the person.

I set the fire,” Zhang Xiang said.

When these words left his mouth, many present couldn’t help but look towards Jiang Yuan.

With these words, the case was considered solved—completely solved.

All the potential trouble for Shen Yaoguo dissipated like smoke in the wind; he no longer needed to worry about his career being affected or finding someone to take the fall.

Shen Yaoguo, who appeared calm on the outside, couldn’t help but clench his fist.

“How did you kill them?

Tell us the details,” an interrogator asked casually, displaying complete control over Zhang Xiang.

The man who looked strong, having spent too long in private enterprises, was like a pickle left in the brine for too long—he couldn’t possibly stay hard.

At most, he still had a semblance of being tough but brittle.

Zhang Xiang’s face was deathly pale.

After hesitating several times, he said, “After I had Wang Kedian open the door, I went in to find Yin Fei.

The benefits the boss gave her, that was for the boss to give.

If she wanted to go solo, she needed to sign a new agreement.

That’s what I discussed with her.”

“This woman still thought it was the old days, so full of herself.

I was speaking to her nicely, and she started cursing me, throwing things at me.”

“I should have just left when I turned around, but back then I was young too.

And she kept provoking me.

With the knife at her throat, she was still babbling…

Finally, I just stabbed her and she stopped talking…”

Interrogation expert: “Describe in detail how you stabbed her.”

Zhang Xiang: “I pushed her against the wall.

I was just thinking of scaring her a bit and that would have been the end of it, but then she said she would accuse me of forcible rape and would go to Yuan Jiansheng.

I was angry and scared in that moment, thinking it’s do or die…”

Zhang Xiang said with a sigh, “I’m tired.

Better to die sooner and ascend sooner…”

The expert methodically asked about arson, the murder weapon, the incendiary used, and so on.

The critical questions had all been asked.

Toward the end of the interrogation, the expert glanced over the list and asked, “How did you obtain the key to the warehouse back door, and where did you have it made?”

Zhang Xiang suddenly hesitated.

“You’ve already spilled the beans on everything important, why falter over this little matter?” the interrogation expert said, emphasizing the significance casually.

“I’m afraid that if I tell the truth, you won’t believe me,” Zhang Xiang said.

“You tell us, and we’ll be the judge of that.”

“I was just at home that day when someone threw it in.

There was a printed note with it saying it was the key to Yin Fei’s warehouse back door, guess I got played,” Zhang Xiang shook his head.

The interrogation expert, familiar with the case files, glanced at the camera and asked further, “Did you give Wang Kedian any money or buy him a train ticket?”

“No, I went to look for him the next day, and that bastard had already run away,” Zhang Xiang said with blatant indifference.

“Once he ran off, I stayed at ease.

And as expected, nothing happened to me, pure profit!”

This time, the police inside and outside the interrogation room fell silent.