A Simple Divination, Confession And Punishment

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Kowloon Police Station's Crime Division, Group A's dedicated interrogation room.

　　The sealed room was pitch black, with only a dim desk lamp on the interrogation table.

　　The girl was overwhelmed by sleepiness and could not help but yawning with her hands covering her mouth. Her watery eyes glanced at the plainclothes police officers who were throwing piles of documents onto the interrogation table.

　　"In 1974, Mu Xingwang bought ten kilograms of candy and smeared it all over a female classmate's hair because she refused to help him copy homework. The female classmate had no choice but to shave her head and suffered from severe depression."

　　"In 1978, Mu Xingwang participated in a fight, broke a classmate's arm and paid 100,000 yuan in compensation."

　　"In 1986, Mu Xingwang complained that he was raped by a woman..."

　　Zhao Jun looked at the increasingly piled-up information on the interrogation table, put his legs on the table and leaned back, with his chair against the wall.

　　He held a toothpick in his mouth and swung it back and forth, then raised the tip of his leather shoe and asked, "Tell me, which victim's relative are you from?"

All the information is about the "glorious" deeds that Mu Xingwang committed after he was born.

　　Since taking over Mu Xingwang's case, Team A has been constantly looking for information. As expected, Mu Xingwang has offended many people almost every year since he was a child.

　　This further confirmed Zhao Jun's guess.

　　Chu Yuening must be one of them.

　　It was she who had made arrangements early on to kill Zhao Jun.

　　Chu Yuening yawned again and leaned back in her chair, feeling drowsy. She had come home late last night and had gone to the stall early but had not done much business and was instead taken to the police station.

　　She sighed weakly.

　　Maybe she really has a connection with the police station?

　　"Let me state once again that Mu Xingwang and I had never met before fortune-telling, and our life trajectories could never have intersected."

　　"Besides," Chu Yuening added promptly, glancing around at the plainclothes officers. They were all staring at her, as if they were afraid she would run away.

　　"Since you suspect me, if you have time to check Mu Xingwang's life, you must have checked mine too, right? I'm not a native of Hong Kong, so is there a chance I could become an enemy of Mu Xingwang?"

　　Chu Yuening looked at Zhao Jun at the interrogation table again, "Hmm?"

　　Zhao Jun stared at the yawning girl, his eyes flashing with dissatisfaction, "The police station is your home? You can yawn if you want to?"

　　"Don't worry." Zhao Jun picked up another piece of information and read it carefully from top to bottom. "Chu Yangjia, you were once stepped on by Mu Xingwang and used his face to wipe his shoes. Who are you to him?"

　　"Just because they have the same surname means they are related?" Chu Yuening laughed angrily.

　　"It's possible that Chu Yangjia is your brother. Back then, he made Mu Xingwang use his face to clean his shoes. He has been holding a grudge against you. In order to avoid suspicion, he asked you to come from the mainland to help him."

　　"Zhao Shazhan is really good at making up stories." Chu Yuening smiled, "Are you planning to force a crime on someone even though there is none?"

　　"I dare not." Zhao Jun suppressed his anger. "It is not my style to force a confession under torture. The prisoners I have interrogated have all cooperated and signed confessions in the end. The Royal Police must know and abide by the law."