San Tian Liang Jue
Chapter 390 Carol's Narration
"Understood... understood..." Feng Bujue interrupted, "If this gets out, the largest chaebol family in Asari will come after us. At that time... Mr. Schofield might lose his job and pension. And me... I'll probably be stuffed into a suitcase and thrown into the Mediterranean."
Schofield's forehead was covered in sweat. He quickly said with a serious expression, "I guarantee with my honor as a police officer and my personal integrity, Madam, your words will not be leaked."
Feng Bujue calmly continued, "In short... since there's a reason like that, then I think... I misunderstood you." He nonchalantly overturned his previous remarks and said to Carol, "Everything I've said so far is speculation, not accusation, I hope you don't mind."
"I think it's hard for anyone not to mind what you say!" Carol replied.
"You have every reason to be angry, I understand," Feng Bujue said. "If I were you, I would definitely be thinking at this moment—'Dennis should have just left this bastard on the side of the road' or something like that..."
Carol didn't respond, but her expression admitted that she had been seen through.
"Let's go back to the first question," Feng Bujue smiled. "You see, you've overturned my reasoning, and now I'm at a loss. Unless you tell me a suspicious suspect with a potential motive, the investigation will be difficult to proceed."
Seeing this, I believe everyone understands. In fact, Brother Jue's technique... is to first anger the person being questioned through false accusations and nonsense, and then claim that he has reached a deadlock, so that the other party will say some information that would not be said in a normal inquiry.
In the final analysis, it is a "bluff". The reactions of the innocent and the murderer when accused will inevitably be different. And when these two types of people discover that the detective in front of them is昏庸wūnyōng (muddle-headed), there will also be different psychological changes.
In addition, Brother Jue had carefully arranged the order in which people entered the room, because there were other tricks... that classic move of "So-and-so has already confessed you" is one of them, but that's another story...
As an old detective, Schofield naturally had a lot of research on this kind of separate interrogation tactic. It's just that he had a lot of concerns when facing this case. Without any evidence at hand, it would be very inappropriate to use "police" methods to deal with this group of law-abiding citizens with no prior criminal record... Even if the case is solved in the end, people will not appreciate him. If the case is not solved, then there will be endless troubles.
Moreover, this "trouble" is not as simple as complaining to the superior... Just like Feng Bujue said, Mrs. Carol's maiden family is the largest chaebol in Asari, and the word "largest" must be preceded by the word "most."
How much energy does this family have in this country? An example is: for example, one night, you were backing up in an alley and accidentally ran over a family member of theirs. Then, you will be sentenced to seven years in prison, sell your house to pay compensation, and be reduced to poverty, with your wife and children separated. After serving seven years in prison, you will come out with nothing; in the same way, one night, you were crossing the street on a pedestrian crosswalk with a green light, and their family member was speeding on the street and happened to run you over. Then, that person should be sentenced to three years in prison, suspended for one year, and released without imprisonment after one year due to good behavior. The compensation is not small, but the price is only enough to buy a tire on that person's sports car.
In summary, if Schofield not only fails to catch the real murderer, but also throws the blame on this family, then he can basically retire early. He can't even expect to find another job. People can just use some means to ruin your reputation in the national media, saying that you were a gigolo before you became a policeman.
Therefore, the detective did not even consider this aspect.
But he didn't expect that Feng Bujue, a third party, would propose a similar interrogation strategy and volunteered to implement it.
Of course, Schofield would not refuse Brother Jue's proposal, anyway, it was not the police who offended people. Besides, Feng Bujue is a well-known detective, and even if the monk can run away, the temple can't. If the case really can't be solved, you can vent your anger on him...
"Okay..." After hesitating again and again, Carol finally relented, "If I have to say someone with a motive... I guess... I'm really just guessing..."
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else that you accused someone." Seeing that the other party was hooked, Feng Bujue quickly gave another reassurance.
"Maybe it's Odette..." Carol's eyes turned to one side.
"Women are really terrible creatures..." Feng Bujue said silently in his heart, without showing any expression on the surface, "From the moment you entered the room, the two of you have been talking and laughing, and she has been by your side since the case happened, but you still said her name..."
"Oh? Why do you say that?" Feng Bujue asked, while winking at Schofield, signaling the detective not to interrupt.
"I don't know... Maybe it's because of Mr. Kolston's inheritance..." Carol said, "Dennis is the eldest son, isn't she the biggest threat to him, this stepmother? And... and..." She hesitated.
"Moreover, a twenty-eight-year-old woman, marrying a fifty-five-year-old man, was initially for money, right." Feng Bujue said what the other party could not say.
Carol didn't respond, just lowered her head and remained silent.
"Okay, I understand," Feng Bujue said. "Thank you very much for the information you provided, I will re-examine the whole case with the detective." He had already gotten what he wanted, so he reached out and made a gesture of invitation, which was a polite way of asking her to leave, "Please."
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After Mrs. Carol left, Feng Bujue ordered Dumbledy outside the door to bring in the next suspect, and then closed the door.
"You are so sharp, Mr. Feng." Before Brother Jue could turn around, Schofield said, "Some things, even I can't say."
"Let's be honest... I was acting like a complete jerk just now, right?" Feng Bujue said with a smile and self-mockery.
"No, no, no..." Schofield waved his hand with a smile, but this expression was actually acknowledging it.
"Sometimes, in order to achieve the purpose of interrogation," Feng Bujue said in an indifferent tone, "it is inevitable to be annoying." He walked back to the desk, "Regardless of whether the other party is male or female, old or young, tall or short, fat or thin; regardless of their social status, character, or reputation; whether they are presidents or beggars, priests or hooligans. The detective has only one purpose—to get the information they want from their mouths, not to win their love."
"Yes, yes..." Schofield nodded, looking very receptive.
Feng Bujue continued, "So... next, I will make increasingly outrageous remarks without losing my manners, you better be prepared."