Wrong Interrogation Room, The First Cracked Case Shocked the World

Ning Cheng understands Zhou Ziyan, after all, he also knows that there are many doubts in the whole case.

Not only that, but even he has always been called God in handling cases, and now he can't do anything, and maybe he has to ask the system for great help.

It was so terrifying...Zhou Ziyan really couldn't continue her memories... She looked at Ning Cheng and nodded helplessly.

...

The next morning, Ning Cheng and Dawn showed up on time at the funeral of the deceased Cui Yu.

The two wore sunglasses and casual clothes.

Liming stood behind Ning Cheng, he scattered his bangs and pouted like a well-behaved little puppy looking left and right.

"Dawn, what are you looking at?"

Ning Cheng asked abruptly, startling Dawn.

Liming noticed that Ning Cheng had been staring straight ahead, how did he know that he was looking left and right at "600"...

"Captain Ning, I'm looking at... The target person you mentioned, where is the eldest son of the deceased..."

Ning Cheng raised his sunglasses and said solemnly, "He should be busy organizing his mother's funeral, but it doesn't matter. Since he is busy, we will go to him."

After Ning Cheng finished speaking, he walked straight ahead.

Dawn followed closely, and the two entered the venue, only to see that the funeral had already begun, and the people inside were complaining all over the place, which sounded both noisy and uncomfortable.

"Um... Team Ning? We..."

Ning Cheng and Dawn stood at the door, the two expressionless men in stark contrast in front of the sight.

"The two of us will go to the forefront now, and it will definitely attract wider attention. When the time comes, let the eldest son of the deceased, Cui Zhuocheng, come to us on his own initiative. I believe he should not want to let the mother's funeral go wrong."

Ning Cheng finished speaking calmly, then walked forward.

"Amazing, Team Ning!"

Li Ming raised his mouth with a smirk, he followed behind Ning Cheng and walked forward leisurely.

Very sad and moving music reverberated throughout the venue, but it was indeed a bit inconsistent with Ning Cheng and Liming, two big men who were 1.88 meters tall at this moment.

However, it was only possible for Ning Cheng to step out of an extremely heroic state, which gradually attracted the attention of those present.

"Who is this? They are..."

"Bodyguard? It doesn't look like it, isn't this a memorial service..."

"Who is it! Come out and take care of it when it's finished, it's unlucky."

"Hey, let them go down! The ceremony is still being held here! This is not good!"

"Is there anyone? Hurry up and take care of it, don't let it happen to us if it's bad luck..."

"Hey! What's the matter with you two!"

Finally, in the midst of the noise, Ning Cheng heard a strong roar, and cast his eyes, only to see a familiar face that he wanted to see, and finally appeared.

Ning Cheng slowly took off his sunglasses, but his face remained stiff, which was considered a kind of minimum respect for the deceased who had only one relationship.

"Mr. Cui Juncheng, I am a policeman from Jiangcheng Police Station. I am in charge of the assassination of your mother on Qingshan Road. I implore you to cooperate with the investigation."

Ning Cheng and Liming took out their work cards at the same time, and the two stood in front of the crowd.

As the eldest son of the deceased, Cui Zhucheng was indeed a little angry.

However, since the pressure from the police had been put on him, such an obvious and powerful sense of repression made him have to nod his head in agreement.

With a wicked smile, Ning Cheng turned around and bowed deeply to the portrait of the deceased Cui Lan, and Dawn followed suit.

Then the two took Cui Luocheng to a secluded corner and began the most basic interrogation.

"Cui Lan's eldest son, Cui Zhuocheng?"

Liming sat aside with a small notebook. After asking the first question, he opened the cap and stared at the man in front of him, Cui Chengcheng.

Cui Luocheng frowned impatiently. He was wearing a turtleneck sweater and looked like a person who was very particular about life.

Even if he attended his mother's funeral, his leather shoes and suits were very new and exquisite, without any wrinkles or flaws.

"Why don't you ask? Don't you know before you find me again?"

"Routine inspection, please cooperate." Ning Cheng finally took off his sunglasses, his deep eyes turned to Cui Zhuocheng, a middle-aged man who was almost forty years old.

"Okay, Cui Zhuocheng, I'm Cui Zhuocheng, okay?"

Ning Cheng's eyes really gave Cui Luocheng a great sense of oppression. His eyes didn't dare to look at him at all. I saw him quickly say his name and then turn his head to the side...

"Can you tell me when was the last time you saw your sister beaten?"

As soon as Ning Cheng asked, Cui Zhuocheng showed a little surprise.

"I didn't expect you to even know this?" Cui Luocheng glanced at Ning Cheng: "At least I don't want to participate in your police investigation because I was very surprised by my mother's death, and I couldn't accept it for a while."

"But I really didn't expect that you all knew about my sister being beaten. My mother has really done a very low-key job!"

Cui Ruocheng looked like he didn't care. When he mentioned the matter of his sister being beaten, he seemed to be someone who didn't matter to him at all.

"Low-key?!" Li Ming was a little angry, he frowned, patted the table hard, and asked Cui Ruocheng rhetorically.

It was his own sister after all! As the eldest brother, he didn't take the initiative to stop him, and he continued to let his sister live in dire straits?

Is this my big brother! It's really outrageous!

But seeing the atmosphere at the scene become a little awkward, Ning Cheng also looked at himself...

Liming knew that Ning Cheng was reminding himself, so he restrained his emotions and continued to say, "Go ahead."

Cui Zhucheng smashed 1.2 and continued to say to the two: "The last time I saw my sister beaten by my mother was two days ago. I'm used to it. In my mother's eyes, my sister is It's a tool of serenity."

"actually…"

Cui Zhuocheng hesitated for a while, then continued to add: "I actually want to take my sister to the hospital."

Cui Zhuocheng's expression changed a bit, Ning Cheng noticed that he blinked his eyes frowning twice, and then looked at himself.

"But my sister suggested that she didn't need it. She told me to leave it alone, and told me not to blame my mother. She also told me herself. This is a fate she can't get rid of."

Ning Cheng looked at Cui Zhucheng and nodded, then continued to ask: "Your mother and your sister have always been in the profession of witches, haven't they?".