Diary of a Criminal Investigator

Wang Fugui fell silent.

He could assure himself not to confess, but just as Qin Yong mentioned, what about Song Junwu?

Back then, it wasn’t Wang Fugui who murdered that police officer; he merely orchestrated it from behind. The one who actually executed it was Old Mo, now hiding in the mine shaft.

Old Mo, a thug Wang Fugui had kept early on, had always run a fish stall at No. 94 Market. His brother used to work at Songbei Mining, but was buried underground due to a mining accident that year.

The mining accident was eventually covered up, and it was not publicly declared that there were any deaths, so Songbei Mining made significant efforts to compensate the families.

It was precisely during that time, when life’s pressures were tight, that the taciturn Old Mo came onto Wang Fugui’s radar.

Since then, Wang Fugui helped Old Mo’s child go abroad, assisted his cancer-stricken wife with treatment, sending them to the best medical facilities overseas, spending lavish amounts of money to snatch back a life.

Since then, Old Mo’s life belonged to Wang Fugui, and he continued to handle Wang Fugui’s dirty work behind the scenes.

Old Mo’s existence was no secret within the core of Songbei Mining. Song Junwu was even the one who directly communicated with Old Mo.

The bodies under the Lion Mountain bridge were basically those Wang Fugui orchestrated from behind, while Song Junwu directly instructed Old Mo to execute.

Apart from these deeds, Wang Fugui himself also got his hands dirty in the early days, with Song Junwu watching on the side.

If Song Junwu turned against him, Wang Fugui would end up dead with no place to bury his body.

So, would Song Junwu turn against him? Would he reveal all those things?

Wang Fugui’s arrest was too sudden, so he had absolutely no time to maneuver.

And those outside... will they operate for him?

They will!

They certainly will.

Wang Fugui understood very well that if anything happened to him, not a single person outside would escape; they were all insects on the same rope.

So now he couldn’t say anything, he had to endure—it was his only chance.

At the very least, he had to leave ample time for those outside to maneuver.

As for Song Junwu, although not very smart, enduring for two or three days should not be a problem.

Previously, people from Songbei Mining had also been arrested, but didn’t they all end up coming out fine in the end?

Song Junwu... don’t let me down.

Outside the interrogation room.

"Still not confessing?"

When Qin Yong was interrogating Wang Fugui, the director of the police station, Song Jiangguo, was actually outside the interrogation room, listening to the entire process.

Qin Yong shook his head, "Just a stubborn mouth."

"From a judicial perspective, we’ve already discovered the skeletal remains of the police officer sacrificed from the Songbei Police Station, and there’s a video shot by Wang Mingshan as evidence. Wang Fugui is directly associated with the death, and whether he speaks or not, he will bear criminal responsibility."

"Moreover, Wang Fugui is also very aware of this; he just seems to be holding onto hope."

"On one hand, he’s gambling that Song Junwu won’t confess so quickly, and on the other, he’s waiting for rescue from outside."

"Rescue?"

Song Jiangguo sneered, "He’s waiting, and so are we."

"I want to see how many parasites emerge this time."

In a simply decorated office.

"Boss, Wang Fugui has been arrested."

The secretary looked tense, pale, with no trace of blood in his face.

The man practicing calligraphy heard this, perhaps not controlling the strength, causing a drop of ink to spill on the rice paper, ruining the newly written words...

"When did this happen?"

The secretary understood the man was actually asking why he wasn’t informed when Wang Fugui was arrested.

"It happened this morning. I also just got the news. The Criminal Investigation Team’s captain, Qin Yong, personally led people to the board room at the Songbei Mining headquarters to take him away."

"Did they mention what the matter is?"

"Mainly suspected of murder... murder of a police officer and bribery."

The man stood holding the brush for a long time, then casually threw it onto the desk, walked to the window, watching the treetops swaying in the wind outside.

"The wind is rising..."

The man loved calligraphy and wrote very well. The brush on the desk was his most cherished item, something he usually treasured greatly, not even allowing the secretary to wash the brush. Yet now, it was casually discarded on the desk, with the ink soaking through the rice paper.

Songbei Mining.

"Second Brother, how did Big Brother get arrested, what’s the situation?"

"How the hell should I know? Right now, we have no information. I’ve contacted some inside connections, but either they know nothing, or aren’t even answering calls."

No answer?

Several individuals exchanged glances; this was something that’s never happened before.

Things... are getting serious.

Four people remained silent, and after a while, someone softly spoke: "If we don’t intervene... what’s the scenario?"

"Not intervene? Are you fucking stupid? That’s Big Brother!"

"Don’t you have any conscience? Even if you don’t, use your brain. If something happens to Big Brother, can you get away?"

Another interval passed.

"Second Brother, if worst comes to worst, should we go ask over there?"

"It’s all we can do now."

The second in the group of five dialed a number, and after a long time, the call was finally answered.

"Don’t panic, the sky won’t fall. Use some of your connections to pressure over there."

With just this one sentence, the other party ended the call.

And with that sentence, the stone on the Second Brother’s heart was finally lifted.

Criminal Investigation Team.

Song Jiangguo personally presiding, Qin Yong personally interrogating.

In the interrogation room with Song Junwu.

"Song Junwu, we know your standing within Songbei Mining, a key figure right under the five elders."

"You’ve just watched the short video; you should be more familiar with its content than anyone else."

"The criminal police officer, Wang Mingshan, who filmed this video back then, you should remember him, right?"

At the mention of Wang Mingshan, Song Junwu’s expression slightly changed.

Qin Yong continued, "Wang Mingshan’s body is buried under the Lion Mountain bridge, along with the skeletal remains of the police officer you killed from Songbei Police Station back then."

"The 1 million bribery mentioned in the video is trivial compared to the loss of lives; we don’t care about it."

"But based on this video which talks about murder, do you think you can escape?"

"Song Junwu, I hope you can cooperate with us and tell the truth. You weren’t the one who did the killing, and you weren’t the ultimate mastermind either. At most, you were a middleman. If you confess clearly, you won’t face a severe sentence."

"Heh, you think I’m a three-year-old child?"

Song Junwu sneered. To have achieved what he had today, it wasn’t just due to connections; he genuinely had skill.

"Song Junwu, do you think we’ve only discovered this one piece of evidence? Do you think you can disentangle yourself from Zhang Chi’s and Wang Yajuan’s deaths?"

"Do you believe that by just deregistering the Green Rattan Jewelry Company back then, nothing from it can be found?"