Bank.
Zhang Hui and his colleagues have been comparing Zhao Shengli’s bank statents.
"We just checked Sun Baojun’s bank statents. Since November 8th, two years ago, his bank card has been dormant with no transactions."
Zhang Hui nodded. This ti point is likely the tifra when Sun Baojun was hard.
"Take a look at these transactions, all of them are WeChat transfers."
Zhao Shengli’s bank statents show a small transfer every month from his bank account to his WeChat balance.
"It should be about right, Zhao Shengli made these transfers to his WeChat balance at the start of each month, and the amounts are almost the sa as the amounts Sun Baojun sent to Sun Aiguo."
There are no direct WeChat transfer records found in Zhao Shengli’s bank statents that indicate he sent money directly to Sun Baojun.
However, for the past two years, at the beginning of each month, he transferred money from his bank account to his WeChat balance.
"Zhao Shengli most likely transferred the money to his WeChat and then moved it to Sun Baojun’s WeChat, either through friend transfers or QR code paynts."
"He then used Sun Baojun’s WeChat to transfer money to Sun Aiguo, creating the illusion that he was still alive."
"Brother Hui, we should be able to arrest him now."
Zhang Hui nodded. The evidence is quite sufficient now, enough to warrant an arrest for interrogation at least.
Rumble Rumble!
Zhang Hui’s phone rang. It was from the team investigating Zhao Shengli’s family relationships.
"Zhao Shengli can’t have children. His wife had an affair, which Zhao Shengli discovered, and the man was Sun Baojun!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hui felt it clear. This must be Zhao Shengli’s motive for murder!
"Imdiately arrest Zhao Shengli!"
...
Centennial Stone Carving Garden.
"What are you doing?!"
Zhao Shengli struggled and resisted, his face full of terror, as he shouted loudly.
"I haven’t broken the law! On what grounds are you arresting ?"
On what grounds?
"Zhao Shengli, didn’t you think about this day when you killed Sun Baojun back then?!"
Sun Baojun?!
Zhao Shengli’s expression changed but he quickly composed himself.
"How could I have killed Sun Baojun? You’re framing . Sun Baojun left here a long ti ago."
"Besides, we had no grievances, why would I kill him?"
"Let go of , or I’ll accuse you of wrongful arrest!"
"Enough, Zhao Shengli. You really thought we wouldn’t find out about your wife’s affair with Sun Baojun two years ago?"
"Also, you used WeChat to transfer money to Sun Baojun, then using WeChat to transfer money to Sun Aiguo, faking that Sun Baojun was still alive—you don’t think that left any trace?"
"Take him away!"
Subsequently, during a search of the Stone Carving Garden, Sun Baojun’s phone was found in the office safe.
Interrogation Room.
The bank statents, Sun Baojun’s phone, and photos of the desiccated corpse inside the statue were placed in front of Zhao Shengli.
Faced with this hard evidence, he couldn’t argue.
"Zhao Shengli, tell us, how did you kill him back then?"
Zhang Hui continued to interrogate Zhao Shengli.
Although the evidence of the murder is conclusive, the police only have speculations on how Zhao Shengli killed Sun Baojun and turned him into a mummy, but no certain details.
"How did you do it?"
Zhao Shengli laughed bitterly: "Have you ever had teppanyaki?"
"I used a stone plate to kill him!"
"Specifically, how did you do it?"
"Actually, it’s nothing..."
Zhao Shengli didn’t hide his murder process and laid out the details of how he killed Sun Baojun.
It was sowhat similar to Lu Chuan’s final speculation, with just so different details.
"After I strangled him, I sealed him inside the statue, then heated from below, like stewing a chicken in a pot."
"The statue needed a hole on top, because steam cos out when heated."
"Once it was dry enough, I completely sealed the statue. After being sealed, he couldn’t get out."
"Do you think my thod was clever?"
Zhao Shengli let out a deranged laugh: "I’m curious, how did you discover there was a body inside the statue?"
In his mind, the statue was in the campground. Not to ntion a few years, it might go undisturbed for decades. How on earth did the police discover it?
He had utmost confidence in his sealed statue technology, firmly believing he didn’t leave any flaw.
Unless soone chisels open the statue, no one would discover the body inside.
Zhao Shengli was actually planning to sever the WeChat connection between Sun Baojun and Sun Aiguo lately.
He would continue faking that Sun Baojun was living until he recently disappeared.
In Zhao Shengli’s view, if Sun Baojun had just been killed and disappeared two years ago, his family would certainly report it to the police.
Sun Baojun worked in his Stone Carving Garden, and he knew he’d be the primary suspect.
But after two years, it would be different. No one would know where Sun Baojun went during that ti. While he still might be a suspect, he wouldn’t be the focus.
Moreover, since it would just be a disappearance—no living body or dead bodies found, what would that have to do with him?
What he never imagined was that the police would actually discover the body inside the statue.
Zhang Hui would never reveal to Zhao Shengli that their Criminal Investigation Team had a duo who could stumble upon felonies during dating outings.
Besides Zhao Shengli’s arrest, his wife also underwent questioning.
Zhao Shengli’s wife was nad Zhang Jinlian. Despite being over 40, she maintained herself exceptionally well, with a tall, curvaceous, and seductive figure.
"Are you saying... Old Zhao killed Baojun?!"
"You didn’t know?"
"I...how would I know...I..."
"What kind of relationship did you have with Sun Baojun?"
"I... Back then, Sun Baojun was just a stonemason working for us. He was savvy... I was quite nice to him."
"Just quite nice to him?"
"Zhang Jinlian, your husband, Zhao Shengli, is now suspected of murder, and there’s sufficient evidence proving he’s the murderer. We are investigating you to see if you were involved. I hope you cooperate fully and don’t hide anything from the police, or it’ll only harm you."
Zhang Jinlian might be a worldly woman, but her battlefield was in the bedroom, not the interrogation room.
When intimidated by the officer in charge of questioning, her legs went weak, and she blurted everything out.
"We...actually...Old Zhao was impotent. In all these years of marriage, we never had a child...Sun Baojun...We...were caught by Old Zhao at ho together..."
"But I thought Old Zhao had driven Sun Baojun away, and we never contacted each other since. I really didn’t know he killed him."
"Officer, I swear, I really didn’t know about it, I was not involved. I didn’t commit murder!"
In the interrogation room questioning Zhao Shengli.
After confessing to his murder, Zhao Shengli looked carefully at Zhang Hui: "Officer Zhang, what would you do if your ho was burglarized?"
Zhang Hui frowned, knowing it was impossible.
But as Zhao Shengli asked, what if?
Throughout history, how many n could pass the test with won unscathed?
There was no way Zhang Hui could answer Zhao Shengli. Despite being a police officer, he was human too. Imagining himself in Zhao Shengli’s shoes, he could understand how helpless the man felt.
Did he really want to kill soone?
n...
Sigh!
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