Depend on!

I was scared!

When Zhao Yu opened the video with his password from the Criminal Hall, he couldn't help but curse angrily after seeing the content of the video.

It turned out that this video file was sent to Zhao Yu by Cui Lizhu through the internal platform of the Criminal Hall.

But in the middle of the picture, there was an image of Tu Qiang, the suspect in the murder memoir.

Tu Qiang sat on the interrogation chair in the prison interrogation room, looking dirt-faced, looking dejected, muttering something constantly...

Zhao Yu then realized that this video might be a live video confessed by Tu Qiang.

Tu Qiang has confessed!?

So fast?

At this time, a message from Cui Lizhu finally popped up behind the file, but the message was very simple, just a small expression in the shape of a gift box.

This is really obvious, it’s just to give Zhao Yu a surprise!

Tu Qiang really confessed!

Depend on!

Zhao Yu couldn't help but curse again, and said in his heart, Xiao Cui, Xiao Cui, you are so scared that this detective!

He thought that this was the unknown enemy who sent him a blackmail video and wanted to use Ding Lan to threaten him.

You know, Zhao Yu's mobile phones are specially customized confidential mobile phones. If the enemy can easily send him a blackmail video, their strength will be terrible!

Really, since it was Tu Qiang's confession video, I'll just call me and even sent me the video.

I really don’t need surprises now!

However, after calming down, Zhao Yu quickly broadcasted the video to the beginning and turned up the volume.

"Yes," Tu Qiang said with a dim expression in the video, "I have taught myself and have dealt with many psychologists. I have seen them provide psychological counseling or hypnosis to patients...

"Mastering this skill is very important for me to sue. I also try my best to impose psychological hints on the parties involved in the process of contacting them to obtain the best interests...

“…

"After entering the prison, I could almost see at a glance that Nong Zhifa had serious psychological problems and was an excellent target for imposing the problem...

"I was very anxious at the time. I was worried... I was worried that the crimes I had done before were found out by the police, and then... I would be done...

"Not long after, I learned from the prison guard that Nong Zhifa had a terminal illness, Nong Zhifa was also a local, so I wondered, could I use this person to clear myself of suspicion?

"I must have been obsessed with it at that time... All I was thinking about was how to manipulate and how to use the mouth of Nong Zhifa to describe my murder memoir...

"But I ignored my original intention. In fact, all this is not necessary. If the police can really find evidence of my murder, then it will be useless even if I find many scapegoats!

"But at that time, I had no thoughts about anything. Every day I tried every means to contact Nong Zhifa, induce him, hypnotize him, deepened his impression over and over again in his subconscious, making him think that he was a complete murderous demon...

"I am so happy that I am excited, especially when Nong Zhifa has been completely controlled by me, I have gained a sense of satisfaction that ordinary people cannot understand...

"I was excited that the murder memoirs could be known to people. It seemed that at that time, it didn't matter who was the murderer..."

Dada dada...

The sound of knocking on the table came from the video. Wu Xiumin was worried that Tu Qiang would be mentally unbalanced and deviated from the right track. She hurriedly knocked on the table to interrupt him and asked sternly: "So, the murder memoirs are all true? Are those women killed by you?"

"..." Tu Qiang paused for a moment, blinked hard, and then nodded and said, "Yes! I killed everyone, there are... 13 in total, the same as in the memoir!"

"Oh?" Wu Xiumin immediately continued, "So, is there something different?"

"Yes..." Tu Qiang lowered his head and replied, "The previous ones are all true. I must let the police confirm that the murder memoirs are all true.

"However, the cases that followed were compiled by me based on my murder experience! It's just that the time and place are different, and the specific details are true..."

"Why?" Wu Xiumin asked, "Why don't you tell the truth all about it?"

"I'm afraid you will find the corpses behind..." Tu Qiang said, "Because, when I killed them, my head was a little unconscious. I was worried that my hair, or DNA, would be left on their bodies!

"I have a case now, just compare it and I'll be done!

"However, the first few cases have been filed, and the conditions for handling cases were limited at that time, so it doesn't matter..."

"I'm not very clear-headed..." Wu Xiumin asked, "Tell me, why do you want to kill people? Is it because you hate women?"

"I...I don't know...I just can't control it..." Tu Qiang sweated on his cheeks. He wiped his sweat nervously and said with a twisted face, "I am so interested in psychology. Maybe it's because I'm also very curious about why I became a doctor of incarnation?

"The day is fine, but at night, I...I..."

Speaking of this, Tu Qiang was already like a different person. He twitched all over and grinned, as if he was addicted to drugs...

"Drink water, drink water..." Wu Xiumin saw that her condition was wrong and hurriedly reminded Tu Qiang to drink water.

After drinking the water, Tu Qiang recovered a little. He wiped his sweat and continued: "I'm not a simple schizophrenia. If I want, I can still control myself. At least, I have never had any attacks in front of my wife and daughter...

"My emotions are a special state between schizophrenia and alienation of personality..."

Next, Tu Qiang said a lot of professional psychology terms. Zhao Yu was a little anxious and directly mobilized the video cable and quickly advanced for several minutes.

"No, it's not like you think that my dad ran away..." The picture flashed, but when Tu Qiang saw his hands sagging, he recalled with a dull expression, "But, he didn't have no reason to run away, he... ran away for fear of guilt..."

"Feither for fear of crime?" Wu Xiumin asked, "What crime?"

"He...he...killed my mother!!!" Tu Qiang said with his eyes dull, "In front of me, I was only 6 years old at that time..."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Yu could feel a chilling and silence through the screen. Wu Xiumin also took more than ten seconds before asking cautiously:

"Your father killed your mother in front of you!"

"Yes," Tu Qiang showed an indescribable cold expression, "That day, they had a fierce quarrel. My father first grabbed my mother's neck and pressed her to the ground, but my mother broke free, and then fought back desperately. Then, my father picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it on her head...

"It's been smashing...it's been smashing...it's been hit for a long time...the ground is full of blood..."

"You... are you watching that?" Wu Xiumin was shocked.

Tu Qiang nodded silently, his eyes showing despair: "Otherwise, what else can I do?
Chapter completed!