"So, next one," Xu Mo said, then stood up and left the interrogation room.
Inside the interrogation room, Dong Bing and Li Yunfei were left in a daze.
Outside the interrogation room, the police officers on both sides were also in a daze.
They never expected that the matter would end so hastily. A group of them had come to the Qiaobei Road Police Station in full force, suspecting that Dong Bing was involved in a case they were investigating. Yet, after just two questions, it was over...
After a few seconds of hesitation, Li Yunfei also stood up and left the interrogation room.
He came to Xu Mo's side.
"Are you sure we don't need to ask a few more questions?"
"Yes, he doesn't even know Xu Jing. The killer couldn't be him. Let's check out Zhou Bingquan again."
At this moment, Chen Ke also stepped forward to support Xu Mo's decision.
"Listen to Xu Mo. His instincts have never been wrong. If Xu Mo says Dong Bing couldn't be the killer, then he definitely couldn't be."
Chen Ke knew Xu Mo's capabilities, especially in interrogating suspects. Even Han Fei might not be able to match Xu Mo in this regard! So trusting Xu Mo was definitely the right choice.
The group came quickly and left just as fast.
Before leaving the Qiaobei Road Police Station, they also took the opportunity to look up information on the next suspect, Zhou Bingquan.
Not checking would have been fine, but once they did, they were shocked.
This Zhou Bingquan had a lot of issues!
During his time at the Police Academy, he was given a major demerit for fighting. After graduating and finally getting into the police force, he was fired several times due to his conduct issues...
As a result, after reviewing his resume, the officers all felt that he should be the most suspicious of the three.
"I now feel that Zhou Bingquan is the most suspicious. We should have checked him earlier. His resume clearly shows he's not a good guy. It's my fault for initially ruling him out of the three suspects," Chen Ke felt guilty.
If it weren't for his earlier remarks, the officers might have started by investigating Zhou Bingquan instead of the other two, saving them a lot of time.
The officers began to comfort Chen Ke, saying it wasn't his fault and that it was just a minor issue, not having a significant impact on the investigation.
"How could it be your fault? Even if you hadn't said anything, we would have been misled by the names of the three suspects. Who knew Zhou Bingquan had the most issues?"
"Don't blame yourself. When you suggested we check the other two first, we didn't object, did we? If we really want to point fingers, we all share the responsibility, not just you."
"Exactly, don't blame yourself. And it hasn't caused a major mistake either. We can still check Zhou Bingquan now; we didn't waste too much time on the other two."
...
Leaving the Qiaobei Road Police Station, the group arrived at a residential complex not far from the station.
According to the information, Zhou Bingquan had applied for a security guard job at this complex.
"It's not that I don't let you in; it's the complex's rules. They don't allow outside vehicles in. It's no use talking to me."
From a distance, the officers saw a private car owner communicating with the security guard at the complex entrance.
Seeing that the guard wouldn't let him in, the private car owner quickly handed a pack of Hua Zi cigarettes out the window: "Brother, I'm just going in to pick someone up; I'll be out in two minutes. Just make it easy for me."
The guard swiftly took the cigarettes handed out the window and put them in his pocket.
"You're too kind... This time only, no next time!"
With that, he immediately pressed a button on his remote, raising the complex's entrance barrier.
This guard was the very person the officers had come to find—Zhou Bingquan.
"I told you he's not a good guy, look at him!" Chen Ke pointed at Zhou Bingquan. "He gave up a secure job as a police officer to become a security guard and even took cigarettes from others..."
The officers drove up to the complex entrance, though they had no intention of entering. They were just there to find Zhou Bingquan.
The group got out of the car and knocked on the window of the guard booth.
Inside, Zhou Bingquan, who had been putting his feet up on the desk and playing with his phone, turned to look at the group outside the window, quickly putting his feet down and getting up to leave the booth: "What do you want?"
"Police officers, we need to ask you a few questions."
Zhou Bingquan was momentarily stunned but then nodded: "Alright, but you'll have to wait while I hand over my shift. I'll call my colleague to replace me."
"Okay."
Soon, another guard arrived, and Zhou Bingquan briefly handed over his duties before leaving the complex with the officers.
The group prepared to return to the Qiaobei Road Police Station to once again use their interrogation room.
Meanwhile, at the Qiaobei Road Police Station, the officers were discussing Xu Mo and his team who had just left.
"Were those guys really police officers? I feel like they were a bit amateurish."
"Amateurish is an understatement. Have you ever seen such an interrogation? It was like a joke... Two questions and they were done. I doubt they've even had professional training."
"Let's not talk about it. They're all in the same system. How do you know they don't have real skills? Maybe they have some special interrogation techniques."
"What special techniques? Unless they have telepathy and can see what the other person is thinking, there's no way they could just ask a few questions and be done. They're just amateurs."
...
As they were discussing, Xu Mo's group returned.
Like last time, they were there to use the interrogation room again.
This time, however, the person they were going to interrogate was not from the Qiaobei Road Police Station but someone they had just brought in from outside.
In the interrogation room.
Xu Mo once again took out his phone and showed a photo of Xu Jing.
"Do you know her?"
Unexpectedly, Zhou Bingquan carefully looked at the photo and didn't deny it, nodding directly: "Yes, I know her."
"What's your relationship with her?" Xu Mo continued to ask.
Zhou Bingquan pondered for a moment.
"Ex-ex-ex... girlfriend," he then asked, "Why are you suddenly asking me about her? That was during my university days; it's ancient history."
Xu Mo calmly said, "She's dead."
"Dead?" Zhou Bingquan was shocked. "When... wait, you don't think I killed her, do you?"
"Officer, I may not be a good person, but I definitely wouldn't do something like murder!"

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