One Hundred and Ninety-Eight Lies

"Creak..." Han Bin opened the door and walked into the classroom.

"Xiaopeng, you are responsible for recording, I will interrogate."

"yes."

Sun Xiaopeng responded and put the two desks together into an interrogation table.

Han Bin moved a chair and sat opposite Song Zhixun.

Sun Xiaopeng also sat down and turned on the law enforcement recorder.

Li Hui also walked in, closed the classroom door and stood to listen.

Han Bin opened his notebook, but before he could speak, Song Zhixun took the initiative to speak: "Comrade police officer, what do you call me?"

"My surname is Han."

"Officer Han, let me apologize first. It was my bad attitude just now. At the same time, I also want to express my gratitude to you." Song Zhixun stood up and bowed to Han Bin.

Han Bin waved his hand, motioned for him to sit down and said, "What do you want to thank me for."

"Thank you for saving face for me." Song Zhixun said.

When he returned to school, Han Bin did not escort Song Zhixun like a prisoner, but secretly took him back to the classroom. Song Zhixun's classmates and teachers would not know that he had been interrogated by the police.

"The police are also human beings, and understanding is mutual." After Han Bin finished speaking, he began to ask routine questions: "Name, gender..."

"Song Zhixun, male..."

"Song Zhixun, do you know why I came to you?" Han Bin asked.

"have no idea."

"What were you doing between five and twelve o'clock in the evening on October 6th?"

"I'm at home."

"Who can testify?"

"My parents, and my sister." Song Zhixun responded and asked: "Comrade police officer, why did you come to me?"

"This morning, a dead body was found in the woods near the school pond. Do you know?" Han Bin asked.

"I heard my classmates talk about this.

But I don’t know much. Does this matter have anything to do with me? Song Zhixun said.

"When did you return to school?" Han Bin asked.

"It's about nine o'clock this morning."

"The police were still processing the scene at that time. Didn't you go over and take a look?"

"I was cleaning up in the dormitory and didn't know about it. I only heard about it from my classmates later. And I'm a timid person. Even if I knew, I wouldn't dare to go." Song Zhixun lowered his head and said.

"Raise your head." Han Bin warned and continued to ask: "Do you know who the deceased is?"

"have no idea."

"Do you know Peng Yongren?"

"I know."

"what relationship?"

"We are high school classmates and college alumni."

Han Bin made a note in his notebook and continued to ask: "Have you met recently?"

Song Zhixun looked at his hands: "No."

"Have you contacted me by phone?"

"Oh, we did call." Song Zhixun didn't hide anything.

"What are you talking about?"

"Talk nonsense."

"You guys have made more than one phone call in the past few days." Han Bin tried.

"Hey, he broke up with his girlfriend, and he complained to me about it. I was afraid that he would be too sad and emotionally unstable, so I took the initiative to call him to comfort him."

"Didn't you say anything else?"

"No." Song Zhixun responded and asked, "Officer Han, why did you come to see me?"

"The deceased in the woods is Peng Yongren." Han Bin said.

"Peng Yongren is dead." Song Zhixun muttered.

Han Bin has been observing the other party: "Are you not surprised at all by Peng Yongren's death?"

"I have known for a long time that someone died in the school. After listening to others discussing it for a day, you police must have come to the school for this matter. You asked me about Peng Yongren again, so I guessed a little bit."

"What do you think of Peng Yongren's death?" Han Bin wrote down again in his notebook.

"It's a pity. After all, we've known each other for so many years. It makes me feel a little uncomfortable to say goodbye." Song Zhixun sighed.

"What do you think of Peng Yongren?"

"Officer Han, what do you mean? You don't think I killed Peng Yongren, do you?" Song Zhixun said with some dissatisfaction.

"Our police just want to investigate clearly and clear your name." Han Bin explained.

"I don't like hearing what you are saying. What do you mean by restoring my innocence? What does this case have to do with me? Just because we talked on the phone, do you think I am the murderer!" Song Zhixun looked very excited, clenching his fists and shouting loudly question.

"It has nothing to do with you, why are you lying?" Han Bin said coldly.

"Officer Han, you must not slander anyone. I have been cooperating with your work." Song Zhixun shouted.

"At eleven o'clock this morning, I saw you at the crime scene, but you said you had never been there. You were lying." Han Bin snorted.

"You're wrong, that's not me." Song Zhixun turned his head to the side.

"I remember clearly that you were standing in the second row, wearing a white baseball cap and a dark blue T-shirt on your upper body. There was a girl wearing glasses standing to your right. Am I right?" Han Bin has a very strong sense of observation. Once he observes something, it will leave an impression in his mind.

Song Zhixun's face turned ugly: "You...how could you remember me? I already..."

He did go to the scene, and even wore a white baseball cap. When he came back, he not only took off the hat, but also changed his clothes. Unexpectedly, Han Bin could still recognize him.

Sun Xiaopeng showed admiration at first, and then his face became serious, and he slapped the table with his palm as big as a cattail leaf fan:

"Pa! Song Zhixun, why did you lie."

Song Zhixun lowered his head and did not answer.

"Song Zhixun, don't take chances. We had so many police officers present at the time. You must have been captured by law enforcement recorders. You will be legally responsible for perjury." Han Bin warned.

"I...I..." Song Zhixun turned pale with fright and hesitated: "I have been to the scene."

"Why lie?"

"I saw the dead body. It was very swollen and scary. I was afraid that if you knew that I had been to the scene, I would be reminded of the situation at the scene. I was afraid. I really didn't mean to lie." Song Zhixun explained.

"Do you think the police will believe this lame excuse?" Sun Xiaopeng scolded.

"What I said is true."

"You are indeed afraid, but not because you are afraid of recalling this incident, but because you are afraid that the police will suspect you as the murderer." Han Bin said seriously.

"Stop joking, how could I be a murderer? I'm not." Song Zhixun waved his hands hurriedly.

"Song Zhixun, you promised to cooperate with the police in the hotel interrogation. I have lowered my suspicion of you. Unfortunately, you seem to be honest, but in fact you are very clever and have been lying to the police." Han Bin said.

"I didn't, I really didn't." Song Zhixun cried.

"Did you kill Peng Yongren?" Han Bin asked sharply.

"Officer Han, you can't frame a good person. What evidence do you have? Why do you think I killed someone?" Song Zhixun became anxious and stood up suddenly.

Sun Xiaopeng also stood up, pointed at Song Zhixun and shouted: "Sit down."

"The light blue rope tied to Peng Yongren's body is evidence. The rope is a killing tool, and that rope belongs to you."

"Why do you say the rope is mine?" Song Zhixun clenched his fists.

Han Bin stood up, walked to Song Zhixun, took out a photo from his pocket, and threw it on the table in front of him: "Is it you?"

Song Zhixun took one look at the photo, and then burst into tears: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Cuff him." Han Bin ordered.

Song Zhixun lied a lot and was most likely the murderer; and the false testimony he just gave was enough to convict him of perjury.

For safety reasons, it was necessary to handcuff him.

"I'm not a murderer, I didn't kill anyone!" Song Zhixun wanted to resist, but Sun Xiaopeng and Li Hui clamped him to the left and right, preventing him from moving.

"Then please explain why the rope you bought became the murder weapon to kill Peng Yongren?"

Song Zhixun wiped his tears and snot: "He asked me to buy it."

"How come the rope you bought was tied to him?"

"I gave it to him."

Han Bin turned his pen and said, "Didn't you say you haven't seen him recently?"

"I, I... I'm sorry, I was afraid that if you knew about the rope, you wouldn't dare to admit meeting him." Song Zhixun defended:

"I gave him the rope on October 5th. It really has nothing to do with me."

"You mean he committed suicide?" Han Bin asked.

"Yes, it's possible." Song Zhixun nodded wildly.

"What the hell, you tied yourself to a tree and let me see?"

"Even if someone ties him up, it's not me. How could I have the courage?" Song Zhixun shouted.

"If this case has nothing to do with you, why did you help him buy a rope?" Han Bin said.

"He forced me to buy it."

"Why did I force you?"

"We were classmates in high school. He bullied me when I was in high school. I was relatively fat at that time. He nicknamed me pig-headed face. He also pinched my face and pushed me in front of my classmates. I have always been particularly afraid of him. I I didn’t expect that the university would go to the same school as him. If I had known, I would rather enroll in a worse university, ugh..." Song Zhixun choked up.

"The rope is not worth much, why did he let you buy it?"

"He said he was beaten and didn't want to go out. Moreover, his girlfriend stole his money. He had no money now, so he asked me to buy it for him."

"Who hit him?"

"I dare not ask."

"You said you're not small, why are you so timid?"

"Officer Han, you don't understand Peng Yongren. That boy is very bad. He likes to bully honest classmates. Seeing that I am fat, he will hit me and run away. He bullies me and I can't catch up with him." Song Zhixun looked angry and recalled. :

"Once in a physical education class, he kicked my butt and ran into a group of girls. I couldn't catch up. A group of girls laughed at me. Peng Yongren was so proud. At that time, I really wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground. …”

"When he doesn't run away, you won't beat him in the classroom?"

"Peng Yongren is very thoughtful, sweet-talking, and good at studying. He is very good at fawning over teachers. Moreover, he will also take the initiative to fawn over the students in the class who like to fight. How can I fight them alone." Song Zhixun's face was full of helplessness.

Han Bin shook his head and continued to ask: "Besides the rope, did he ask you to buy other things?"

Song Zhixun lowered his head and wrung his hands together: "No."

"Pah!" Han Bin slapped the table, pointed at Song Zhixun and yelled:

"You are still lying. You have deceived the police again and again. I have lost my patience with you. You can be jailed for just one crime of obstructing justice!"

Song Zhixun shivered and lowered his head.

Li Hui and Sun Xiaopeng were also a little surprised: "How many lies does this kid tell?"

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