Next to the interrogation room.
Zhou Ning and Liu Yongxin were standing with their arms folded, each wearing an earpiece, in uniform posture, looking towards the one-way mirror into the interrogation room.
At that mont, Mr. Feng entered the interrogation room, handing over a thick stack of docunts that Zhou Ning had just printed to Xu Dayuan. Mrs. Qin, sitting across from him, had it pretty good—not sitting on that tal interrogation chair, but on a wooden one instead.
Long hair casually draped over her shoulders made her features seem even more delicate, especially the almost tearful expression which would have evoked pity from Zhou Ning had he not known what she had done.
However, this girl’s heart was truly vicious. The language reeking of pretentious innocence was enough to stir up all the evil in a person’s heart.
Xu Dayuan flipped through the docunts, and Zhou Ning had circled the key points with a red marker, placing them right at the beginning, within the first few pages. Xu Dayuan kept shaking his head as he read.
"Qin Yafei, you’re really sothing. You’ve gotten over half a million from Wen Haicheng, and sent Zhang Xin photos of the two of you together. Tell , were you really pregnant?"
"Wuu~"
Qin Yafei didn’t speak, but first lifted her innocent-looking big eyes, crying out, and then, biting her lip, looked towards Xu Dayuan. Xu Dayuan slam a thick stack of A4 papers on the table with a snap.
Not only Qin Yafei, even Zhou Ning and Liu Yongxin jumped from the surprise.
"This is the criminal police departnt, do you know what this place is? We don’t deal with public security cases here, or prostitution and solicitation-related matters. Straighten up your attitude, speak properly, and don’t give that look before you even open your mouth. Do you understand?"
Qin Yafei bit her lip and nodded vigorously, her tears scared away.
"I suspected I was pregnant, so I did a pregnancy test strip, and it looked like there were two lines."
Xu Dayuan waved towards Mr. Feng, who was standing by. Mr. Feng stepped forward, reaching for Qin Yafei’s arm while pulling out a urine cup with the other hand.
"Co on, let’s go to the bathroom and get your urine sample. I’ll help you with the pregnancy test strip; rest assured, I am very experienced."
Qin Yafei struggled to push Mr. Feng away, hooking her foot around the legs of the chair. Her voice, having lost its previous softness, was almost a hoarse shout:
"I won’t go, I won’t go, I’m not pregnant, okay? Is that enough?"
Xu Dayuan waved his hand, and Mr. Feng rolled her eyes and went straight out. Then Xu Dayuan got up and walked over to Qin Yafei.
"Not pregnant? Here are the chat logs from that private QQ account you used with Wen Haicheng. Before, the money you had taken from Wen Haicheng was just twenty or thirty thousand, but on January 1st, you sent a ssage to Wen Haicheng with a photo of a pregnancy test strip showing two lines, excitedly saying this is the crystallization of your love."
"Then Wen Haicheng transferred fifty thousand to you, while you insisted that he needn’t transfer any money because you had your own salary. You also rambled on about your dreams for your child. By that ti, did you rember that he was a married man and already had a son at ho?"
Qin Yafei’s lips quivered, but she stayed silent, and Xu Dayuan continued:
"Then, over the next month, there were no tears or tantrums. You just sent pictures of cute baby clothes and toys every day, then dreamt out loud about traveling here and there with your child in the future."
"Of course, these dreams were laced with a tinge of regret, and you said you would tell the child that his father was a hero, the one who loved him most, but couldn’t live with you because of work. Afterward, Wen Haicheng sent you a total of five hundred and eighty thousand in separate transfers. However, on January 15th, he urged you to get an abortion."
"Upon hearing this, you broke down. From that day on, you started sending intimate photos to Zhang Xin. Of course, at first, you didn’t include Wen Haicheng’s face, but you told Zhang Xin you were pregnant and said the baby’s father didn’t want you both. Asking her for advice, what to do?"
"Zhang Xin initially tried to console you, but on February 5th you sent a photo that included Wen Haicheng’s hand, and it was one wearing a wedding ring. They’d been husband and wife for many years, how could she not recognize whose hand it was?"
"After that, Zhang Xin blocked you. You started to send her text ssages, filled with the most venomous words possible, even saying you saw her stretch marks on a hot spring trip, how utterly disgusting. How could she not feel ashad? Suggesting she should get herself to a hospital and have them cut off!"
Qin Yafei covered her ears, continuously shaking her head.
"Stop talking, don’t say any more!"
Xu Dayuan stared blankly at Qin Yafei, slapping that stack of papers against the wall.
"You’re the one who did these things; I’m simply reciting them. How can’t you bear hearing the things you’ve done?"
"If you have sothing to ask, just ask it, will you?"
Xu Dayuan ignored her and continued speaking:
"When I want to ask, I’ll ask. You just listen."
"After that, they quarreled, even ca to blows on February 11th. Wen Haicheng broke up with you on the sa day. You panicked, begging him to spend one last Valentine’s Day together before agreeing to break up.
Wen Haicheng left, but what he didn’t know was that you used his QQ account to send Zhang Xin a video of the two of you together, specifically a video of you having sex, right?"
Qin Yafei lifted her head, her feigned timidity and vulnerability swept away, replaced by a malicious smile as she stared fiercely at Xu Dayuan.
"I know you’ve got the chat logs, but what of it? I’m not the murderer. What good is all this effort you’re putting into ? Do you really think you can make confess to murder?
Stop kidding yourself. Are the police so incompetent? Trying to coerce a confession out of ? I have an alibi; I went ho on the night of Valentine’s Day and was at the design institute by 7 AM the next morning. Everyone from the security guard at the entrance to Mr. Chen at the institute can vouch for . Do you find this amusing?"
Xu Dayuan laughed and tossed a stack of A4 papers onto Qin Yafei’s lap.
"Without your incitent, Zhang Xin wouldn’t have taken such extre asures, and Wen Haicheng wouldn’t have died. So, you indirectly caused Wen Haicheng’s death. I’ll compile all your correspondence into a dossier and submit it to the prosecution.
First, you defrauded Wen Haicheng of 580,000 yuan by pretending to be pregnant. The amount exceeds 500,000 yuan; it constitutes a particularly large amount, with sentencing standards ranging from ten years to life imprisonnt and including a fine and confiscation of property.
Second, the various conversations and videos between you and Zhang Xin suggest suspicion of instigation and incitent, so they will be processed jointly. Whether it is determined as incitent of another to commit a cri will be up to the court to decide. Now sign it!"
Qin Yafei was panicked; she’d never felt so disconcerted, collapsing weakly onto the chair.
"That money was given to by Wen Haicheng, how did it turn into fraud? And how did I incite Zhang Xin? Besides, based on what I said, just making sign. I don’t accept this!"
"I don’t want to repeat myself. The premise for Wen Haicheng’s transfer was your pregnancy, and you just said you weren’t pregnant. I just need your exact answer, understand?
As for whether or not you incited Zhang Xin, I don’t need to judge that. Save your energy for court."
Mr. Feng had already printed the statent, which was only a page long, concise as Xu Dayuan had indicated. The main question was whether she was pregnant, to which she’d replied no—a point that didn’t really need corroborating testimony.
Even Qin Yafei knew that a simple pregnancy test would reveal if she was lying, and she’d been taking birth control, which naturally, she couldn’t ntion.
After staring at Mr. Feng for several minutes, she finally picked up the pen and signed. She was then handcuffed and led out.
Zhou Ning exhaled, though he still felt a weight in his chest. In today’s society, many young won wanted shortcuts. It was one thing to obtain money, but to go so far as to incite Zhang Xin; she was simply digging her own grave.
Of course, Wen Haicheng was no saint, but he recalled the reporter ntioning that Wen and his wife were high school sweethearts who had been together since. It seed to be another case of commitnt phobia.
Xu Dayuan pushed open the door and entered from outside, sighing as he saw Zhou Ning and Liu Yongxin.
"Heard that?"
Liu Yongxin gave a thumbs up.
"Xu Da, you’re quite the silver-tongued now. That assistant position wasn’t for nothing; playing the pity card is quite the skill for you."
Xu Dayuan sighed and rubbed the short hair under his cap.
"Actually, incitent is hard to prove, but with the fraud case to consider as well, it puts pressure on waiting for the results. I’m not sure if the bloodstains on Zhang Xin’s pants belong to Wen Haicheng."
Zhou Ning stepped closer, pushing up his glasses.
"Xu Da, any news from the eighth hospital?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Dayuan imdiately smiled.
"You know, your little trick actually worked."
Liu Yongxin looked puzzled, clearly unaware of what the two were discussing.
"Co on, no riddles—clear it up for . What sort of shady business have you two been up to behind my back?"
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