If we talk about psychological tactics, I'm afraid no one can match Mo Ziqian. He kept looking at Zhang Qing calmly, and in the end, Zhang Qing raised his head first.

However, what Mo Ziqian didn't expect was that the first thing Zhang Qing raised his head and said was: "I finally don't need to pretend to be hypocritical. Since you have found out, then shoot me. I have nothing to say." There is not many people who seem to have dared to break up and kill several people in a row, but not many of them are afraid of death.

Mo Ziqian still maintained an elegant smile, and then said to Zhang Qing: "We don't have to rush to talk about the case. Are you willing to talk about your affairs?"

Zhang Qing closed his eyes, shook his head decisively and said, "No need."

Mo Ziqian seemed to have expected this result, so he replied naturally: "I know that now, no matter what is right or wrong, no matter what is right or wrong, there will be no result. I just think you need an emotional catharsis."

Unexpectedly, after hearing Mo Ziqian's words, Zhang Qing smiled. He smiled naturally, as if from the heart. Then he whispered to Mo Ziqian: "No need, I have already vented it. If there is any complaint, it probably didn't have time to kill the last one."

"Do you think it's over now?" Mo Ziqian asked.

Zhang Qing closed his eyes again, and he looked very tired and said, "I have no chance anymore, everything is a foregone conclusion."

"What did you use to kill them?" Mo Ziqian deliberately pretended to be incomprehensible, but in fact, who could know better than the forensic doctor what kind of mechanical damage the fatal injury of the deceased belongs to?

Zhang Qing asked listlessly, "What are you asking for?"

Mo Ziqian replied truthfully: "If you can't get the weapon, this case cannot be concluded."

"Is that true?" Zhang Qing sneered and said, "Haha, that's your business. It has nothing to do with me."

Mo Ziqian knew that if Zhang Qing had a good relationship, he would have seen a ghost! For decades, he had been planning for revenge day and night, and the center and meaning of his whole life seemed to be filled with revenge. How could such a person care whether you settle the case or not?

But Mo Ziqian did not give up, and he patiently advised: "If you accept the psychological appraisal, you may escape the death penalty. Maybe you know this. Now, if you tell me the place where the hiding of the corpse and the weapon is, the court will definitely..."

Before Mo Ziqian finished speaking, Zhang Qing smiled and waved his hand and interrupted him, "Don't you have to waste your words. Do you think I'm afraid of death? Meijianji is not afraid of death, and Yan Zhiaozhe is not afraid of death, and my mother is not afraid of death! Do you think I'm a person who is afraid of death? A great revenge must be revenged, and the meaning of my life has also ended. If you have this right, you can shoot me now. In that case, maybe I will thank you."

"It is the mother's love and belief in revenge that supports you to live to this day. You have killed five people, and it is time to let go of hatred."

Zhang Qing let go for the first time and mentioned his past: "My mother had been forced to death by them, these beasts. They tortured my father to death in the cowshed, and then tried every means to persecute my mother and other family members. A gentleman is innocent and possesses a treasure/sincere. Just because of the green sword in my family, these six people have destroyed my Zhang family. Haha, I respect my mother very much. She insisted on raising me in a state of madness and illness. I can't forget the scene where she was living a life worse than death because of illness, nor can I forget the hatred in her eyes before she died. Now, you ask me to tell me where you want, why? Have you ever given me or my family a little favor for decades?"

At this moment, the door of the interrogation room was opened. Musen walked in, holding a long box in his hand.

After Mu Sen came in, he didn't say a word, but just put the box on the table and slowly pushed it in front of Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing was stunned when he looked at the box and couldn't move his eyes for a long time. After a while, Mu Sen slowly spoke, "This originally belonged to you, and now the thing has returned to the original owner."

After saying that, Mu Sen opened the wooden box in front of Zhang Qing. What was lying inside was an ancient sword with a stern green light.

Mo Ziqian was also quite surprised when he looked at the ancient sword in front of him. He looked at Musen hesitantly.

Mu Sen said to Mo Ziqian with a long sigh: "I thought it would be difficult to get back this sword, but I didn't expect that Old Yu handed it over very happily. It's been decades, and I guess some shadows are also a torture in his heart." As he said that, Mu Sen turned to look at Zhang Qing and said: "All the damn people are dead. Even if there is one left, he is already a till age. Even if you kill him, what's the point? Now, you have returned the things that belong to you. Can you tell us what we want?"

Since Zhang Qing saw the sword, his eyes were staring straight as if he had lost his soul. His eyes never left the sword, and he was stunned to show his deity, as if this unexpected "harvest" came a little too suddenly for him.

However, Mu Sen's move was successfully exchanged for Zhang Qing's trust. He finally spoke out the location, but the result was a bit unsatisfactory.

"There is a ranch farm in the suburbs of the south of the city. That place was once the place where my father suffered. He was imprisoned there for a long time and finally died inside." Zhang Qing said in a daze.

Musen frowned slightly and asked, "Are the murder weapon and the corpse there?" Musen vaguely felt that the situation was not right. This farm is not a good place to search corpse...

Sure enough, Zhang Qing suddenly grinned and said, "You can't find them..."

Musen turned around in anger, then pulled Mo Ziqian up and walked out of the interrogation room.

As soon as he left the door, he ran into Captain Wu who was waiting for news at the door.

Before Captain Wu asked, Mu Sen took the lead and said, "Send someone to the Nanjiao Breeding Farm! The weapon is there, but don't report the corpse too much hope. Reporting to the above, he said that the plot is special, and everything here will be transferred to the local police for handling."

Captain Wu could see that Mu Sen was in a bad mood at this moment, so he looked at Mo Ziqian and shrilled to ask what was wrong with Mu Sen.

Mo Ziqian sighed slightly from the side and said, "Zhang Qing should do a mental appraisal. He often experiences interruption of his thinking or a state of depressed depression. He pretends to be normal and lurks around his enemies for a long time. Ten years of tolerance may have created a dual personality for him. Such a person is not considered to have full ability to behave."

Captain Wu blinked and said for a moment, "This is a lunatic. Have you said it a long time ago? Then why are you so depressed? Is he a lunatic? It depends on whether he is a lunatic. Whether he will be sentenced to death will be final. The court has the final say. As long as we find the last physical evidence, we can retire successfully. Hey? No... Musen just said that he should not report hope for the corpse?"

Mu Sen did not listen to Captain Wu's speech anymore, lit a cigarette, and walked outside. Now he needed to smoke a cigarette to calm down and breathe at the same time.

Captain Wu looked at Mu Sen's back for no reason, and Mo Ziqian explained: "The Nanjiao Breeding Farm was once the place where Zhang Qing's father was imprisoned and killed. Now it has become a farm. He threw all the pieces in it... I'm afraid it can't be found."

Captain Wu widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief: "What do you mean? He, he fed all the bodies to pigs?"

Mo Ziqian frowned and signaled Captain Wu to a smaller voice. Then he explained softly: "The impact of this case is already quite great, just make a smaller voice. In order to find the corpses and weapons as soon as possible, Mu Sen specially took back the ancient sword from the Zhang family from Mr. Yu. But unexpectedly, in the end, the corpses... of course he would not be in a good mood."

Captain Wu's mouth, which was opened due to shock, could not close for a long time. He stared at Mo Ziqian for a long time, then stammered: "This is really a pure lunatic!! He killed people, beheaded, cooked, fried, cooked, and finally fed all the corpses to pigs?! What is his mind in his mind?!" Captain Wu said, covering his mouth with disgust.

Mo Ziqian sighed again and replied faintly: "Everything is pretending to be hatred. Hatred blinds his eyes and conscience. He no longer knows what to do and what not to do. He only knows that he wants to take revenge and use more cruel means than the pain his father endured back then."

Captain Wu kept shaking his head, as if even the reason for being crazy could not make him understand how one person could chop up another person and feed the pig. This should be an unacceptable behavior in his moral concept.

Moreover, after this case, Captain Wu probably won’t want to eat meat for a long time. Whether it’s fried or boiled, it seems that it will cause some psychological shadows in cooking. Especially after hearing what Mo Ziqian said, he is even more afraid to eat it. Because he began to doubt what the pigs, chickens and poultry he ate grew up with...

After Captain Wu suppressed his nausea, he took two deep breaths and asked Mo Ziqian: "In the final analysis, what kind of priceless treasure is the ancient weapon they snatched each other? The King of Yue Goujian Sword? The Qinglong Yanyue Sword? The Eight-Ba Snake Spear or the Fang Tian Painting Halberd?"

After hearing this, Mo Ziqiong couldn't help laughing and said, "Captain Wu, you said that it was a sword. Why did you even come out of Fang Tian's painting halberd?"

"Okay, okay, sword. What kind of sword is that? Could it be that he was really cast by Gan Jiang Mo Xie? If this is really a national treasure, we can't leave it to this lunatic." Captain Wu said seriously.

But Mo Ziqian said with some regrets and some regrets: "Actually, it is an ordinary ancient sword... It is not a treasure, at best, it is just a family inheritance passed down by the Zhang family. If you are attracted by those people, you think it is a priceless treasure. It is such an ordinary piece of copper and iron that has taken so many lives because of human greed and desire, and has been implicated in the deep blood hatred for decades..."

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Chapter completed!