Chapter 451 Your Illusion

"Didn't you just quibble?"

"Why are you silent now?"

Jiang Yang stared at him sarcastically and pushed Fan Junyang forward with a little force.

"Everyone, please make way and don't affect the police investigation."

When he spoke, the people who were watching the excitement immediately dispersed to the side, leaving a path out.

Everyone whispered, and all kinds of eyes fell on Fan Junyang, which made his face red.

Jiang Yang left some people behind and set up a cordon around the workstation.

Next, until the investigation of the case is over, no one will be allowed to get close.

"Wow, is he really the murderer? My God, you can't tell at ordinary times, he looks gentle and speaks well, but he turns out to be a murderer!"

"Who did he kill? I didn't see it on the news!"

"It can't be made public before the case is finalized? Are you stupid?"

People in the same office with Fan Junyang couldn't help but gossip in a low voice.

"Well, I know a little bit."

One of them said mysteriously: "I have a relative in Huayang Town Police Station. Last night, he told us that a woman was buried in an underground water pipe! She used to work in the tax bureau, and later went to a bank. Maybe that person was... killed!"

She pointed at Fan Junyang's workstation.

"Bank? I remember Fan Junyang's ex-girlfriend was also in the bank, right? He ordered flowers some time ago, and I saw him once!"

"Oh my god, why is it getting more and more true?"

"I don't listen. I don't believe a word of it until it is officially announced!"

Some people believe it, and some people think it is an exaggeration.

"Oh, I didn't expect that Fan Junyang used to run to his ex-girlfriend every day, saying that he did something wrong when he was young and asked for reconciliation. Are they all fake?!"

"Shh, stop talking! The big boss is here!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately stopped smiling and buried their heads in work.

However, Fan Junyang's story soon spread in the Bauhinia Science and Technology Park, and the group was lively all day.

At this time, Jiang Yang had sorted out all the clues and began to formally interrogate.

"You'd better explain all the facts of the crime at once. Obstructing justice, concealing crimes, and falsifying confessions will involve the crime of harboring a criminal."

The first person to be brought to trial was Fu Juncheng.

Because Jiang Xuewen's physical and psychological qualities were not up to standard, he fainted as soon as he got off the police car, so he had to call the team doctor first.

[Fu Juncheng, 31 years old, suspected of premeditated murder...]

He and Jiang Xuewen were both accomplices.

The private video with Yang Juan was controlled by Fan Junyang, from the initial extortion to the joint murder.

The three were both accomplices and had responsibilities.

After Jiang Yang finished speaking, he looked at Fu Juncheng, who stammered and denied participating in the murder with his eyes wandering.

"I, I really didn't! Yang Juan and I are just ordinary colleagues, and I don't know Fan, Fan or anything! I don't know who Jiang Xuewen is!"

"Okay. Please explain these call records."

Zeng Gaojie, who was in charge of recording, threw a stack of paper in front of him, on which were the phone calls between Fu Juncheng and the two people for nearly a year. In addition, there are more than ten photos of the three people's meeting taken by the camera.

Zeng Gaojie asked while typing on his laptop: "The police will not easily arrest people without solid evidence. You are an accomplice and you were coerced by Fan Junyang. There may be room for change if you hire a lawyer."

"If you are lucky, you will be sentenced to life imprisonment. If you behave well in prison, you can try to get a few more years of sentence reduction and enjoy your old age. But if you stubbornly refuse to tell the truth and cover up your crimes, it is hard to say how long your sentence will be."

Zeng Gaojie used the police's usual interrogation techniques, combining kindness and force, very smoothly.

Jiang Yang did not speak, crossed his hands on the table, and stared at Fu Juncheng's reaction expressionlessly.

"... Can I reduce a few years?"

After a long time, Fu Juncheng spoke tremblingly, and did not dare to look into Jiang Yang's eyes the whole time.

Compared with the terrifying criminal killing machine, Zeng Gaojie was considered to be amiable.

"The extent and duration of commutation of sentence in China are limited by law. If the death penalty is commuted to life imprisonment after the expiration of the suspended execution period, the actual sentence after commutation cannot be less than 25 years."

"Similarly, if the death penalty is commuted to 25 years after the expiration of the suspended execution period, the minimum sentence execution period shall not be less than 20 years. For life imprisonment, the minimum execution time shall not be less than 13 years."

"As for those sentenced to detention, fixed-term imprisonment or control, the maximum commutation of sentence can be reduced by half of the original sentence."

Jiang Yang explained in a serious manner, and smiled after speaking, "But commutation of sentence is not that easy. You concealed the facts of the crime and shielded your accomplices like this, life imprisonment welcomes you."

"Wait, wait a minute, I am willing to tell."

Fu Juncheng nervously slapped the table twice, and the sound of handcuffs knocking echoed in the interrogation room.

"I am willing to confess all my crimes, but you must help me reduce my sentence! I don't want to stay in prison for more than ten or twenty years!"

"If you don't agree, I won't say anything!"

He said with a stern face, and Jiang Yang and the others almost laughed out loud.

"Are you not sick?"

"What kind of illusion did I give you to make you feel qualified to negotiate with the police?"

"Tell me! How did you know Fan Junyang and Jiang Xuewen? What happened with Yang Juan? The three of you decided to kill together, right?!"

Jiang Yang slammed the table, and his fist smashed a dent in the iron tabletop.

Zeng Gaojie's eyes twitched, and his typing hands stopped for a moment.

Deng Yong in the monitoring room next door couldn't help but move closer, his face almost touching the special glass, "Damn! Where did Jiang Yang get so much strength to smash the iron table?! Hiss, Xiao Gao, go and write a report to the logistics department, saying that the team requires the quality of public facilities to be improved!"

One punch and one dent won't work!

The factory quality is not up to standard!

Gao Jinyang was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "Old Deng, is there a possibility that this is already the strongest?"

Deng Yong looked at him, turned his head to look at Jiang Yang, and then closed his mouth silently.

Because in the interrogation room, the iron table leg was kicked off by him...

"Bang!"

Jiang Yang kicked the iron table to Fu Juncheng's chest, and while hitting his sternum hard, the table leg "cracked" and broke into two pieces.

"Um..."

Fu Juncheng muffled his voice, and even breathing was painful.

Zeng Gaojie looked at the table legs and then at Jiang Yang, and reminded him in a low voice: "Ahem, you have to pay for damaging public property."

"Got it."

Jiang Yang responded, and continued to ask Fu Juncheng with a cold face.

"Speak up! Do you really want me to do it?"

He stood up and crossed the iron table to stand in front of the other party.

At this time, Fu Juncheng didn't know what was wrong with him, and he suddenly stood up and hit Jiang Yang's abdomen with his head!

"Don't force me, you stinky cop!"

"You haven't experienced what happened to me, so of course you say it lightly! Yang Juan, this bitch, deserves to die! She deserves it! It's too easy for her to die so easily!"

"If it weren't for her, Fan Junyang would have extorted a million! I worked hard for more than ten years to save this little money! Yang Juan deserves to die!"