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It was only because the mother had sent a dream to her son, warning him to be cautious recently.
The next day, the son went to his mother's grave to pay his respects, but unexpectedly, he was ambushed by his father, resulting in the tragic death of the 20-year-old at his mother's grave. Can you believe that?
They say even a tiger won't harm its cubs, yet you could never imagine that this father, just to commit insurance fraud and buy a bag for his mistress, inflicted seven severe wounds on his own son’s head. Afterwards, he claimed that his son had fallen from the car and died from the fall. How can anyone accept that?
Incident Occurrence Location: Inner Mongolia Kailu County.
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On September 13, 2015, the local traffic police received a call reporting that a son had fallen from a vehicle and died during transit.
Upon arriving at the scene, the police learned that the deceased was named Zhang Jian, a 20-year-old local resident of Kailu County.
The only eyewitness to this case was the victim's father, Zhang Moukang, who was 43 years old at the time.
Zhang Moukang stated that on that morning around five o'clock, he and his son were driving to pay respects to Zhang Jian's mother when an accident occurred en route.
Zhang Moukang said, "While we were driving, suddenly the car door opened unexpectedly, and my son accidentally fell out of the vehicle. Seeing that he was severely injured, I immediately rushed him to the hospital. Unfortunately, due to the severity of his injuries, he did not survive before receiving treatment."
"The back door of the car even came off. Then I turned the car around to take my child to the hospital."
When Zhang Moukang pointed out the accident site, the police found it strange that there were no signs of an accident. After inspecting the road section where the incident occurred, they noted that it was a bumpy gravel road where vehicles could not travel fast. Even if someone fell out of a car on this road, it would not result in death.
"The speed of the car couldn't have been high at all."
"How fast could you possibly go on this road?"
"This road is only about 10 km per hour; if you go faster, the car will bounce around. It’s impossible for a child to fall out so easily."
Moreover, Zhang Jian was 1.8 meters tall and weighed over 200 pounds, making it even less likely for him to fall from the vehicle.
At first, the traffic police thought that Zhang Moukang had just experienced the pain of losing a child, leading to his confusion.
To get to the bottom of the matter, they located the vehicle involved in the incident.
However, when the police saw the bloodstains on it, their composure vanished.
In addition to the blood on the back seat and door panels, they found splattered blood on the front hood and windshield. If Zhang Jian had truly fallen out of the car by accident, even if he bled profusely, it wouldn't have splattered onto the hood.
"There’s blood on our hood, on the windshield, and even above the windshield on the roof. How could a perfectly healthy child just fall out? You can’t say he fell out while the car was moving; if he did, there’s no way his blood would end up on your car."
Moreover, when the traffic police previously questioned Zhang Moukang, he claimed that his son had fallen out of the car without bleeding at all until he reached the hospital.
So why was there so much blood inside the car and on the hood?
"He said there was no bleeding, but where did all that blood in the car come from? And what about that suspicious blood on the small rear door on the right side?"
When questioned by the traffic police, Zhang Moukang remained tight-lipped. The officers handling the case felt that things were not as simple as Zhang Moukang claimed, so they reported the case further up.
Criminal investigation personnel immediately arrived at the scene to conduct an examination and identified Zhang Moukang as a key suspect. When they brought him to the police station for questioning, his statements remained consistent with what he had told the traffic police.
The police then took him back to the accident scene for identification once more.
"He drove here, and then suddenly, the door opened. We look here?"
"There's no blood here."
"There are no bloodstains at all. If he had blood on him, it would mean he had bled a lot, but there are no traces of blood here."
However, upon reaching the designated spot, they found no evidence of any blood. Just as officers began to express their doubts, Zhang Moukang claimed he had remembered incorrectly. He then led them another ten meters forward for identification but still yielded no results.
"But here we ask again, there are no drag marks from anyone falling off the car, and there are no bloodstains—absolutely none. Then we ask him where it happened, and at that point, he says he can't figure it out either; he can't find it."
When the police inquired about the splattered blood on Zhang Moukang's vehicle hood, he was unable to provide a coherent explanation.
However, during the conversation, the police did not detect any signs of a grieving father or overwhelming sorrow from Zhang Moukang.
"There was no sense of loss, no overwhelming grief."
Such calmness was clearly unreasonable. When the police asked about the father-son relationship between Zhang Moukang and his son, he claimed they shared everything and had a very close bond.
"In his words, there was nothing that couldn't be discussed between a father and son. Moreover, despite being in his twenties, his son would still act affectionately, hugging him around the neck or waist—very intimate gestures. They got along very well."
Since Zhang Jian's mother passed away from illness a few years ago, the two had relied on each other. Later, Zhang Moukang opened a supermarket and had his son manage it while he took a job at an insurance company.
According to Zhang Moukang's colleagues, he was very capable in his work and kept a low profile.
"The impression is quite positive; he is a diligent and competent employee—really good."
Two years ago, Zhang Moukang met a woman and quickly married her. She also had a child. Their neighbors noted that although they were remarried, their family was harmonious and had never experienced any conflicts.
But why would Zhang Moukang lie?
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