The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 175 - 142: Two Charges—Pick One Yourself!

The man thought for a moment and said, "Just like today."

"Slept until ten, drank at noon, continued sleeping in the afternoon, woke up, drank again, then continued sleeping."

"Is there anyone who can prove it?"

"Officer, I’m a bachelor."

"There’s only me at home, where am I supposed to find someone to back me up?"

Throughout the interrogation, the man’s responses were all nonchalant, without a hint of nervousness.

After briefly asking a few questions, Li Jian shook his head.

"Take him to the adjacent office, arrange for someone to collect his phone information, blood, and fingerprints."

"Then move on to the next interrogation."

In the same way, after a brief introduction, the photo of the deceased was presented.

The man across still claimed not to know the deceased.

Then the second, third, fourth... all the way up to the tenth.

The interrogation results were all the same.

The living habits of these ten bachelors were surprisingly consistent.

Except for a few who would go out for odd jobs, the rest lived a life of eating, drinking, and sleeping.

Now, Li Jian began interrogating the eleventh man.

This elderly man was quite old, walking with a shaky, frail appearance.

He slowly sat down for the interrogation, looking up at Li Jian and Wan.

"Sirs, officers, may I ask why you brought me here?"

The old man’s voice was very weak, seeming utterly defenseless.

Just by looking at him, Li Jian had already ruled out eighty percent of his suspicion.

Could such a frail old man be the killer?

His skin was very dark, clothes shabby, forming a sharp contrast with the deceased.

The deceased’s dental implants alone could probably equal all of this man’s possessions.

The two belonged to different worlds.

Li Jian glanced at Wan.

They exchanged looks and both shook their heads.

Even for professional detectives, let alone ordinary people, imagining any connection between these two was difficult.

After waiting for a moment, Captain Li Jian asked in a low voice, "Old man, how old are you?"

The elderly man tilted his ear slightly.

"What? I can’t hear!"

Li Jian raised his voice.

"I’m asking, how old are you this year?"

"Oh! I’m 67!"

"What do you usually do?"

"I do some gardening at home, and some housework."

Seeing the elderly man struggling to communicate, he looked at Wan, raising an eyebrow.

"You brought someone like this to the interrogation room?"

Wan shrugged, showing helplessness.

After a few brief words, Li Jian still urged Wan, "Pass the photo."

"Do you recognize this person?"

The elderly man saw the photo, slightly moved his leg under the small table.

However, this subtle motion was captured by Jiang An.

Yet inside the interrogation room, neither Li Jian nor Wan noticed.

The elderly man shook his head and said, "Officer, I’ve never seen him."

This time, Wan did not ask again.

He picked up the photo and returned to the interrogation chair.

Then, Li Jian casually asked, "What did you do three days ago?"

The elderly man raised his hand to pat his head.

"Three days ago?"

"Look at my memory; I’m probably getting dementia soon."

"I can’t remember."

"My spouse passed away five years ago. It’s just me living alone, mostly farming and feeding chickens."

Li Jian nodded.

"That’s it! You may leave."

Wan asked, "Mr. Li, should we still collect his fingerprints?"

Li Jian shook his head, "Collecting or not doesn’t matter."

"The elderly man is quite old. Arrange a vehicle later to send him home."

"Alright, I’ll arrange it right away."

"Remember to call over the next interrogation subject!"

"Okay!"

At this moment.

Mr. Ma, Jiang An, and Zhang Yean were standing outside the interrogation room glass.

Zhang Yean whispered, "We’ve brought back a total of 12 people, and have interrogated 10, yet no progress. Could our direction be wrong?"

Mr. Ma remained silent, just showing a somewhat serious expression.

Jiang An was observing the elderly man’s walking gait.

He suddenly felt that when the elderly man entered the interrogation room, his steps were very heavy, very small.

However, when Li Jian said he would arrange a vehicle to send him home, he clearly felt a spring in his step as he left the interrogation room.

He even walked much more steadily than before.

Moreover, when they handed the photo in front of him, the elderly man’s leg instinctively moved a little.

Jiang An suddenly felt that this elderly man might have a problem.

However, on seeing the elderly man was as thin as a rake, and his lifestyle and skin care formed a sharp contrast with the deceased.

They were obviously people living in different worlds.

Could there possibly be any intersections in their lives?

If there was an intersection in their lives, what exactly would it be?

Suddenly, an idea crossed Jiang An’s mind, and three words flashed in his mind: "a third person."

At this moment, Wan’s voice came from the hallway.

"I’ve arranged a colleague to wait at the door for you."

"They’ll drive you home later."

"Thank you for your cooperation, and be safe on your way home!"

The old man turned and said, "Thank you, officers! Sorry for the trouble."

Just as Wan was accompanying the elderly man to the door, Jiang An suddenly shouted sharply, "Stop!"

Instantly, Mr. Ma, Zhang Yean, and Wan turned back instinctively.

For the police, the word "Stop" holds extraordinary significance.

At this moment, the old man also halted his steps.

But he did not look back like the others did.

Following that, Jiang An turned and walked over.

"Brother Wan, you can’t let him leave now."

Wan was instantly surprised, his face showing a doubtful expression.

Mr. Ma and Zhang Yean also walked over.

Mr. Ma’s forehead wrinkled more deeply.

He took a look at Jiang An with bewilderment, utterly unclear about what was in the gourd.

After a moment of hesitation, the old man turned around.

"Officer, were you calling me just now?"

Jiang An’s gaze was sharp as a knife, and he said in a deep voice, "Yes, I was calling you."

The elderly man smiled kindly and said softly, "The policeman just now told me I could leave, is there anything you need from me?"

Jiang An said, "I need to talk to you because I find you very suspicious."

The gaze between Mr. Ma, Wan, Zhang Yean, and the elderly man flickered back and forth.

The elderly man said softly, "Young man, I don’t understand what you mean."

"Officer, I am an old man nearing the grave, what could be suspicious about me?"

Then, Jiang An articulated slowly, "You lied earlier in the interrogation room, you know that girl."

In an instant, the man’s drooping hand stirred slightly.

And this movement was precisely noticed by Mr. Ma.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

This man truly seemed to have a problem.

Subsequently, Jiang An continued to ask, "Do you or do you not know that woman?"

"I’m sorry, I really don’t know that woman."

"After my wife passed away five years ago, I’ve been living alone. I truly don’t know."

"Your wife passed away five years ago, don’t you feel lonely living alone?"

Jiang An said nonchalantly.

The elderly man across looked up at him.

"I’m an old man nearing the grave, loneliness isn’t something I think about. I probably will go down to accompany my wife in a few years."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Ma had a stern face, "You better be honest, confess for leniency, and resist for strictness!"

"Officer, I really don’t know what you mean?"

"What exactly did I do wrong as an old man?"

Jiang An said again, "Don’t you know what bad thing you have done?"

At this moment.

Zhang Yean and Wan standing beside were even more dumbfounded, myriad questions popping in their minds.

However, what surprised them most was why Mr. Ma was standing on Jiang An’s side?

What’s going on?

Mr. Ma’s stand changed within just two minutes?

Just as the two of them were racking their brains without any clue.

Jiang An took a step forward and said, "We are currently investigating the murder case of the deceased in the photograph."

"Even though you are older than us and might not frequently surf the internet for dramas, you’ve at least watched ’Today’s Law’, haven’t you?"

"Between a murderer and a molester, which is more significant, you should be able to tell."

In an instant, the elderly man standing opposite fixed his gaze on Jiang An.

After a long while, he asked, "I’m sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Jiang An continued, "If I didn’t make myself clear just now, let me say it more directly."

"We suspect your involvement in this murder case."

"Between a murderer and a molester, which one do you think fits you better?"

In an instant, the elderly man stood motionless.

He glanced at the four police officers, his eyeballs rolling incessantly.

Just then, Jiang An continued, "Telling the truth not only helps us solve the case but also clears your name from the suspicion of being a murderer."