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"There’s something here!"
A voice echoed from beneath the Twin Bridges. The bridge's pillars had been dug down for who knows how many meters, and this depth wouldn’t affect them much.
A half-wet garment appeared before everyone’s eyes; it was a raincoat, black like the one Lin Yuan wore. It had rained when the girls had died.
It seemed that Lin Yuan had indeed been right—was he really just a delivery man? A few people stared at the item that had been unearthed, momentarily at a loss for words.
If this thing had been burned, it would have been even harder to find. The fact that it was left here was puzzling. Without it, they wouldn’t know how to convict anyone. For one, there were traces of the girls' blood on it, and with this raincoat, they could attempt to extract some biological material from it.
If the DNA matched, everything would have an answer.
"Let’s take this back first," someone suggested. "The rest of you check if there’s anything we missed."
Meanwhile, Lin Yuan had already seen Zhong Anguo being brought in. Almost fifty years old, his hair was already graying, but he looked quite spirited, showing no remorse for what he had done.
Lin Yuan stroked his chin; it seemed he would have to handle his deliveries tonight. Zheng Yunyin quietly approached him from behind. She was young and had a lively personality.
"Lin Yuan, did you know he was a suspect beforehand?"
Noticing someone getting close, Lin Yuan didn’t dodge; he glanced at the charming female officer and realized he should step aside a little.
"No, I confirmed it after watching the video." He raised both hands in a gesture of restraint. "If you had seen their bodies, you would have a rough idea of his height. And did you notice his hands?"
The fishing line was very tough; if this case had been committed recently, Zhong Anguo's hands would definitely show signs of injury.
Zheng Yunyin was taken aback by his words. "Is that even possible?"
"Are you suggesting they can find evidence to convict him? After all, it has already been a year."
Her question wasn’t without reason, but Lin Yuan just smiled.
"Sure. If the other party were smart, they wouldn't make such a foolish mistake. The most direct evidence isn't actually on the raincoat; that's just a decoy. It's one thing to verify something from it, but whether it can be done is another matter entirely.
If it's about fishing lines, to ensure their strength, there would inevitably be traces left during the transaction. Other things, like surveillance footage, can gradually disappear, but purchase records won't.
I wonder if you've noticed this point."
"What point?"
Zheng Yunyin seemed a bit unsure of what Lin Yuan was about to say; in fact, she always seemed somewhat unclear about his intentions.
"At that time, Zhong Anguo wasn't in the mood to fish at all; he was just an amateur. His son didn't have any extra money back then. As for taking walks, would anyone still go for daily strolls when their son is unemployed?"
"You know all this?"
Zhou Changfeng had just brought someone in when he heard Lin Yuan say this, and he was genuinely shocked. This information was not something they had in their police department.
Raising his phone, Lin Yuan continued, "Zhong Anguo's son previously worked at a foreign enterprise and held a decent position, so there are some clues. Moreover, there were quite a few incidents surrounding this at that time."
"Being laid off is uncomfortable, but what can one do about it?"
Lin Yuan put down his phone and looked toward the interrogation room. He asked Zhou Changfeng, "Can I go into the interrogation room?"
"Of course not! This is the police station; do you think it's your home?" Before Zhou Changfeng could respond, Zheng Yunyin had already preemptively refused.
Zhou Changfeng didn't deny her statement either; however, after thinking for a moment, he realized there might be other ways.
"You can tell me what you want to ask first. I can ask on your behalf."
Lin Yuan nodded at this suggestion. The questions he wanted to ask weren't particularly special; they weren't things that needed to be kept secret.
"That works too; it's really just one question and one statement."
In the interrogation room, Zhong Anguo was still unaware that he was on the verge of being confirmed as a suspect. His expression remained calm.
About ten minutes later, Zhou Changfeng walked in from outside. Seeing this unfamiliar officer again, Zhong Anguo frowned.
"What? Do you think I'm not qualified to interrogate you?" Zhou Changfeng joked lightly, signaling for the person beside him to turn on the recording device while slowly putting on his earpiece.
Outside, Lin Yuan sat in front of the microphone, and Zhou Changfeng could hear him speak. Through the glass, Zhong Anguo sensed that someone was watching him, and a look of confusion crossed his face.
At this moment, even if he felt guilty, he had to maintain an appearance of composure; he did not believe that his secrets would be discovered.
"Officer, I'm not quite sure what you're talking about. Everything needs evidence, doesn't it?" he replied, clearly unwilling to give in without proof.
"Are you so sure we don't have evidence?" Zhou Changfeng raised an eyebrow, curious about where this confidence came from.
"Are you really doubting me just because I said that?" Zhong Anguo knew better than to joke around at this moment, but Zhou Changfeng's words made him feel a subtle unease.
"You already answered about the time of death for those girls last time, so I won't ask again. What I want to know is why you frequently passed by the Gemini Bridge during that period?" Zhou Changfeng's tone was cold in the quiet interrogation room.
His commanding presence during the interrogation was overwhelming, as if Zhong Anguo would be pressed for answers if he didn't speak the truth. A flicker of panic flashed in Zhong Anguo's eyes; after all this time without being discovered, how could he suddenly be caught?
Perhaps there were others with greater suspicions being interrogated right now?
"I was just taking a stroll. Is that not allowed? Do I need a reason to go out and clear my mind?" he replied defensively.
"Clear your mind?" Zhou Changfeng scoffed. "Do you need me to show you the comparison results before you realize you're truly caught?"
"By that time, everything should have been well hidden, right?" Zhong Anguo forced himself to stay calm, feeling that his opponent was merely trying to trick him.
"If you really think it's me, without any distinction, my son will also demand an explanation from the police station!"
Zhou Changfeng could already see what Yan Xia meant; he was stubbornly resisting and unwilling to admit anything.
This wasn't the issue; as long as they had not arrested the wrong person, it would be fine.
He asked him if he knew who the raincoat under the Gemini Bridge belonged to.
At that moment, Lin Yuan's voice echoed in Zhou Changfeng's earpiece.
His voice was clear and reached everyone's ears, especially Zheng Yun's.
Being able to speak so easily with Officer Zhou, was he really just a consultant sent from above?
When Zhou Changfeng posed that question, Zhong Anguo's panicked expression became even more pronounced. He almost blurted something out but managed to swallow it back down.
Zhong Anguo's mind seemed to stall.
Hadn't he destroyed everything? Why had the police found out?
Could it be that man had deceived him?
This was bad, very bad.
"Zhong Anguo, I'm asking you a question; not answering is equivalent to admitting it."
Zhou Changfeng seized the opportunity, determined to force the other party to speak.
"I..."
That raincoat had been worn more than once, and it hadn't been cleaned when discarded; who knows what could be uncovered from it.
"I don't know."
Grinding his teeth secretly, Zhong Anguo still refused to speak.
The police methods were something that man had discussed with him; he hadn't forgotten them in just a year.
Zhou Changfeng smiled meaningfully and relayed Lin Yuan's next words.
"Zhong Anguo, don't trust anyone but yourself."
It was this statement that made Zhong Anguo, who had been calm until now, suddenly widen his eyes in shock. Those already weary eyes fixed intently on Zhou Changfeng.
"Is it you?"
Outside, after Lin Yuan finished what he wanted to say, he released his grip on the microphone and leaned back in his chair, no longer intending to say anything further.
The young man's gaze remained unchanged throughout; the only ones surprised were the others present.
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