lcionline Chapter 1264 Begins Interrogating Suspect Zhao Liang
Chapter 1264 Begins Interrogating Suspect Zhao Liang
More importantly, the surveillance footage showed that the sneakers Zhao Liang was wearing had a mesh pattern on the soles, which was exactly the same as the pattern on the size 42 shoes found at the scene! Xiao Wang also found a black bag in the trash can downstairs from Zhao Liang's house. Inside the bag was a cotton towel with black fibers on it. Tests showed that the black fibers on the towel were exactly the same as the fibers on Li Baowei's clothing. There were also a small amount of bloodstains on the edge of the towel, which were tested and found to be Li Baowei's blood!
Xiao Wang immediately reported the situation to Li Ming: "Captain Li, Zhao Liang is a complete suspect! A neighbor testified that he went out around 8 PM two days ago and returned around 1 AM; a colleague testified that he had a conflict with Li Baowei and asked about the situation at Dongfang Park that night, and that he was wearing size 42 sneakers; surveillance footage showed him at Dongfang Park around the time of the incident, and the pattern on the soles of his shoes matches the shoe prints at the scene; the towel found in the trash can downstairs has fibers and bloodstains that are related to Li Baowei. The chain of evidence is complete, and we recommend that you organize an immediate arrest!"
Li Ming decisively gave the order over the phone: "Immediately formulate an arrest plan, pay attention to safety, and make sure the arrest is successful. Don't let Zhao Liang escape!"
At 5 p.m., the arrest plan was finalized. Xiao Wang led his team to Zhao Liang's real estate agency. Zhao Liang was packing up to leave work when he saw the police suddenly appear. Terrified, he turned and tried to run. The team quickly moved in, pinned him to the ground, and handcuffed him.
"Let me go! I haven't broken the law! What right do you have to arrest me!" Zhao Liang struggled desperately, screaming. Xiao Wang took out an evidence bag containing the blood-stained towel: "You still want to deny it? This towel has Li Baowei's bloodstains and fibers on it. The surveillance footage shows you were in Dongfang Park around the time of the incident. Your neighbors and colleagues can all testify that you had the time and motive to commit the crime. What else do you have to say?"
Zhao Liang stared at the towel in the evidence bag, his face turning deathly pale. He couldn't utter a word and collapsed to the ground. The officers escorted him to the police car, preparing to take him back to the Criminal Investigation Division for interrogation.
Sitting in the police car, Zhao Liang's eyes were vacant, and he kept muttering, "I was wrong... I shouldn't have killed him... He forced me to..." Xiao Wang knew that the investigation surrounding Li Baowei's murder case was about to reach its final truth, and Zhao Liang would eventually pay the price for his actions.
Back at the Criminal Investigation Division, Xiao Wang handed Zhao Liang over to the interrogation team and then began organizing the evidence to prepare for the upcoming interrogation. Looking at the surveillance screenshots, towels, and fiber testing reports on the table, he knew that this evidence was enough to bring Zhao Liang to justice, give Li Baowei's family a fair explanation, and finally expose the crime hidden in the morning light.
The lights in the interrogation room of the Criminal Investigation Detachment were glaringly cold. Zhao Liang sat in a metal interrogation chair, his hands firmly locked to the armrests. He wore a gray suit, but the collar was askew, and his hair was disheveled and stuck to his forehead. His once energetic face was now filled with panic. On the way in, he had been shouting intermittently, "I'm innocent," but when he saw the thick stack of evidence in Xiao Wang's hand behind the interrogation table, his voice gradually lowered, leaving only muffled sobs in his throat.
Xiao Wang opened the file, tapped lightly on the "Screenshot of Oriental Park Surveillance Footage" with his fingertip, and said in a calm but undeniably penetrating voice: "Zhao Liang, name, age, occupation, and where you were and what you did from 8 pm to 1 am two days ago, do I need to repeat that?"
Zhao Liang's Adam's apple bobbed violently. He tilted his head to one side, avoiding Xiao Wang's gaze, and his voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible: "My name is Zhao Liang, 36 years old, a real estate agent. That night I was at home with my wife and children, I didn't go out. You've arrested the wrong person..." His fingers gripped his pants tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his knees trembled slightly uncontrollably. Clearly, even he didn't believe his own story.
"At home with your wife and kids?" Xiao Wang picked up a screenshot from a security camera and shoved it in front of Zhao Liang. The image clearly showed Zhao Liang carrying a black bag as he walked into the east gate of Oriental Park at 8:30 p.m. two days ago. "This is the security footage from the east gate of the park. You went in at 8:30 p.m. and didn't come out until 12:40 a.m. That's more than four hours. What you mean by 'at home' is being with Li Baowei in the sycamore grove of the park?"
Zhao Liang's body stiffened abruptly, as if he had been slapped hard across the face. His forced composure crumbled instantly. He stared at his reflection in the screenshot, his lips trembling, unable to utter a word for a long time. Tears welled up unexpectedly, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the interrogation record, spreading into a small patch. "I... I just went for a walk in the park. I was feeling down and wanted some peace and quiet. It has nothing to do with Li Baowei. Whether he lives or dies is none of my business!" He suddenly raised his voice, as if trying to bolster his courage, but his eyes remained evasive, avoiding Xiao Wang's gaze.
"Does a walk require carrying a heavy black bag? Does it require rushing home at 1 a.m.? Does it require buying an unregistered temporary phone number to meet Li Baowei at the park?" Xiao Wang produced a second piece of evidence—the purchase record of the temporary phone number, which clearly showed "Purchase location: Sunshine Community Convenience Store, Purchase time: Last Friday afternoon at 3 p.m.." "You bought this phone number, right? Last Friday afternoon at 3 p.m., you happened to be buying cigarettes at the convenience store. The clerk remembered you and said that when you bought the phone number, you repeatedly asked, 'Can I not register my ID card?' How do you explain that?"
Zhao Liang's crying suddenly stopped. He slumped into the chair, his head hanging low, his shoulders trembling violently. After a few minutes, he raised his head, his eyes red, tears still streaming down his face, his voice tinged with despair: "Yes... I bought it, but I just wanted to talk to Li Baowei about the renovations, nothing more. I never expected him to get into trouble..."
"Let's talk about the renovation?" Xiao Wang produced a third piece of evidence—a photo of a cotton towel stained with blood. "This towel was found in the trash can downstairs from your house. The black fibers on it are exactly the same as the fibers on Li Baowei's hoodie. The bloodstains on the edge have been tested and are Li Baowei's. You said 'let's talk about the renovation,' did you need to strangle him with this towel?"
These words were like a sharp knife, instantly piercing Zhao Liang's last pretense. He covered his face with his hands, suppressed sobs escaping from between his fingers, his voice filled with regret and fear: "I was wrong... I shouldn't have killed him... He forced me to..." His body trembled violently with agitation, the handcuffs clanging against the armrests, the sound particularly jarring in the silent interrogation room.