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Chapter 965 Routine Inquiry, No Effect
Regarding Su Man's situation, Lu Chuan made the final decision to conduct a routine questioning, but there was no need to bring her back to the interrogation room. Therefore, the formal routine questioning was conducted directly at Su Man's home.
She sat quietly on the sofa, her shoulders beneath the cashmere shawl barely trembling. As Lu Chuan pushed a stack of evidence photos across the table, she was carefully wiping the corners of the baby's photo frame with a cotton swab, her movements as gentle as if she were protecting a fragile treasure.
“Ms. Su, this photo was taken three days before Li Qingmin disappeared.” Lu Chuan tapped on the surveillance screenshot. In the picture, her pregnant belly was wrapped in a black coat. “The security guard said that you two were arguing at the back door of the warehouse that day, and Li Qingmin pulled off your scarf.”
Su Man paused for a moment, then gently placed the photo frame upside down on the table. "He was just helping me straighten my scarf. Qingmin felt guilty after he found out I was pregnant and said he would finish up his company business as soon as possible before making our relationship public." She raised her eyes, her pupils clear and almost transparent. "That day he handed me a bank card and said there was enough money in it for the child until he turned eighteen."
Xiao Zhou suddenly slammed the paternity test report on the table: "You knew his cash flow was broken, why didn't you refuse? Did you already know that this money was his life-saving money?"
“I thought it was his savings.” Su Man’s voice suddenly choked up, her eyelashes glistening with tiny tears. “He always said that the business world is like a battlefield and told me not to ask too many questions. It wasn’t until after he disappeared that I learned from the news that the company had gone bankrupt…” She covered her face, her shoulders trembling violently, tears seeping through her fingers dripping onto the metal tabletop with a soft sound.
Lu Chuan retrieved the dashcam footage from the Chengxi Wharf: "At 10:23 AM on July 15th, your car stopped for 17 minutes at an intersection 2 kilometers from the crime scene. There was a baby bassinet on the passenger seat at the time, but the surveillance footage shows you got out of the car alone, carrying a black suitcase towards the alley entrance." He deliberately emphasized the words "suitcase," and observed Su Man's Adam's apple bob rapidly.
“I’m going to drop off my friend’s cat.” Su Man took out a pet hospital boarding slip from her handbag, the date and time accurate to the minute. “That shop moved, the navigation was wrong, and I drove around for ages before I found it.” Her phone did indeed have the call log with the veterinarian, and every voice message was filled with anxious trembling.
Xiao Wang suddenly held up an evidence bag: "The cosmetic ingredients detected in Li Qingmin's fingernails match the serum on your dressing table perfectly."
“I go to his office to clean every week.” Su Man tossed her long hair, revealing her smooth nape. “Last month, when I was sorting through old things, I even found half of my lipstick from three years ago in the drawer.” Her tone was frighteningly calm, as if she were recounting a past event that had nothing to do with her.
The questioning continued for three hours. Su Man maintained an elegant posture throughout, pausing briefly before answering each question, as if carefully considering the most appropriate wording. When Lu Chuan asked for the third time about the whereabouts of the three million yuan transfer, she finally showed signs of fatigue, but still spoke clearly: "I thought it was child support left by Qingmin for the children, transferred in installments to an overseas education foundation company."
“But these companies don’t exist at all.” Xiao Zhou pulled up the reply from the overseas bank, “The funds ultimately flowed to the offshore account of Hongyuan Group. The photos provided by your ex-husband show that you and the young master of Hongyuan were once lovers.”
Su Man suddenly chuckled, a hint of mockery in her voice: "So you think I'm a double agent?" She straightened her back, her eyes icy. "Three years ago, I discovered my husband's infidelity, and it was Qingmin who helped me when I was at my most desperate. As for Hongyuan Group..." She paused, "it was just a business charade."
Lu Chuan suddenly changed his strategy, turning the baby's photo onto the front: "Does the child know where Daddy went?"
These words finally broke Su Man's defenses. Her lips trembled violently, and tears welled up in her eyes: "I told him that his father went to a very far place, and that he would come back when he grew up." She reached out and stroked the child's face in the photo, her voice almost breaking down, "He waits at the door every day, saying he wants to give his father the little red flower from kindergarten..."
The room fell into a deathly silence, broken only by Su Man's suppressed sobs. When Xiao Sun brought the latest investigation results—the pet hospital confirmed the boarding slip was forged—Su Man had regained her composure, only repeating over and over, "I didn't kill anyone. I love Qingmin. How could I hurt him?"
Lu Chuan wearily took off his glasses and watched Su Man quietly straighten her clothes. Every movement she made seemed rehearsed, even the angle at which her hair fell was just right.
When Li Ming and the others left, Su Man saw them off.
Just as the other party turned to go inside, the butterfly birthmark on her neck appeared and disappeared with the movement. This detail suddenly overlapped with the scene described by the security guard - that day at the back door of the warehouse, when Li Qingmin reached out to touch her scarf, she subconsciously turned her head to avoid it. This subtle movement of resistance was completely different from her composure when facing interrogation at this moment.
Back to the Criminal Investigation Division.
"The focus should be on investigating her network of relationships." At the case analysis meeting, Lu Chuan drew several red circles: "A pregnant woman wearing high heels driving alone for three hours to dispose of a body in the remote Beihong Village—this doesn't make sense." The projector lit up, and among the densely packed call records on the screen, a number ending in "9527" flashed frequently late at night; each call from this number lasted no more than one minute, and the base station location indicated it originated from an old residential area in the west of the city.
As Xiao Wang led his team through the damp, moldy stairwell, a pungent musty smell mixed with the aroma of instant noodles assaulted their nostrils. An elderly woman on the third floor, leaning against the doorframe, suddenly brightened her cloudy eyes: "Su Man! I often see her coming in that black SUV! The man who drives it is really strong. Once he helped me carry a gas cylinder, lifting it up six flights of stairs without breaking a sweat." She lowered her voice, "Their behavior is quite unusual; the way the man looks at her is like he's staring at her eyeballs."
Through traffic surveillance comparison, the police identified a black Volkswagen Touareg. The vehicle was registered under the name of "Hongyuan Logistics Co., Ltd.", whose legal representative was Zheng Jun. This 1.85-meter-tall man ran a small freight company, ostensibly transporting fruits and vegetables, but he frequently entered and exited the residential area where Su Man lived before and after Li Qingmin's disappearance. Even more suspiciously, his dashcam was always switched off during the time of the incident.
"Zheng Jun has a prior record of violent crimes." Xiao Zhou slammed the file folder on the table. The man in the photo had a sinister look in his eyes and a noticeable scar on his nose. "Five years ago, he was imprisoned for intentional injury. After his release, he suddenly started a logistics company with unclear sources of start-up capital." He pulled up the bank statements; of the three million Su Man transferred to overseas accounts before her disappearance, eight hundred thousand ultimately ended up in Zheng Jun's mother's medical account.