novelaction Chapter 1228 Liu Jun Collapses, Confesssing Details
Chapter 1228 Liu Jun Collapses, Confesssing Details
Xiao Wang wasn't swayed by his excuses. He pulled out the first piece of evidence from the case file—a photo of a black Changan Star minivan. The white scratches on the right side of the vehicle and the deformed rear bumper were clearly visible in the photo. "We found in Qin Huaili's auto repair records that you had him repair the rear bumper last month because 'it bumped against a pillar while moving goods,'" Xiao Wang pointed to the bumper in the photo. "But according to our investigation, you weren't moving any goods at all during that period. Instead, you were arguing with Zhang Dianquan about the 5 yuan compensation. What do you mean by that?"
Liu Baijun's breathing became rapid, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the interrogation record. "I... I just accidentally bumped into it, it has nothing to do with Zhang Dianquan." His voice began to tremble, and his fingers unconsciously dug into the gaps in the armrest. The first crack appeared in his psychological defenses—he hadn't expected the police to have even found the vehicle's repair records.
Xiao Zhou then presented a second piece of evidence—the partnership agreement and mediation record between Liu Baijun and Zhang Dianquan: “In October 2023, you signed an agreement to terminate your partnership, stipulating that Zhang Dianquan would pay you 50,000 yuan in compensation, but he has not paid. You two fought twice because of this, and the police station was even involved. Your friend said that you had repeatedly threatened to ‘make Zhang Dianquan pay the price.’ Did you say that?” He pushed the mediation record in front of Liu Baijun, and the signature on it was clearly visible.
Upon seeing the record, Liu Baijun's body trembled violently, his face turned deathly pale, and his eyes filled with terror. "I... I was just saying it in anger, I didn't really mean to do anything to him." His voice trembled with sobs, and he began to stammer incoherently, his last shred of hope crumbling bit by bit—the police had not only uncovered his conflict with Zhang Dianquan but had also found witness testimonies, making his excuses increasingly weak.
Xiao Wang presented a third piece of evidence—photos of a black nylon rope and a blood-stained jacket found at Liu Baijun's temporary residence: "The fibers on this rope are completely consistent with the fibers found in the sewer at the scene of Zhang Dianquan's murder; the bloodstains on the jacket, after testing, show a 99.99% match with Zhang Dianquan's DNA. You say you've never seen Zhang Dianquan, so why is his blood on your jacket? And how do you explain this rope?"
Liu Baijun lowered his head even further, his hands gripping the handrails tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. "I don't know... I used that rope to tie things up, and the bloodstains were probably from an accidental cut on my hand. It has nothing to do with Zhang Dianquan." His explanation was weak and feeble, tears mixed with cold sweat dripping onto his trousers, yet he still refused to admit to the murder, clinging to a last glimmer of hope—that as long as he didn't confess, the police might not be able to form a complete chain of evidence.
Seeing his stubborn resistance, Xiao Zhou decided to play his last trump card. He pulled up a surveillance video on his computer and connected it to the monitor in the interrogation room: "Take a look at this." The video started playing, clearly showing that at 8:30 pm on August 22, Liu Baijun drove a black Changan Star minivan and slowly stopped next to a sewer manhole on Jiefang West Road. After getting out of the car, he opened the trunk, laboriously dragged a black bag to the manhole, then opened the manhole cover and threw the bag into the sewer. The entire process was captured on a private surveillance camera in a roadside shop—although the image was somewhat blurry, Liu Baijun's profile, his black jacket, and the features of the minivan were all clearly identifiable.
The moment he saw the video, Liu Baijun's body jolted violently, as if all his strength had been drained away, and he slumped into his chair. His eyes were fixed on the screen, filled with shock and despair, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a word. All his previous excuses and resistance seemed utterly inadequate in the face of this surveillance video.
"Is there anything else to say?" Xiao Zhou's voice remained calm, yet carried an undeniable authority. Liu Baijun's psychological defenses completely crumbled. He suddenly covered his face with his hands and burst into tears, his sobs echoing in the empty interrogation room. "I was wrong... I shouldn't have killed him... He forced me to!"
After crying for a long time, Liu Baijun slowly raised his head, his face streaked with tears, his eyes filled with regret and despair. He took a deep breath and began to explain his motive in fits and starts: "Zhang Dianquan and I partnered to buy an excavator. We agreed to split the profits 50/50, but he secretly withheld the project funds. Later, when we broke up, he still owed me 50,000 yuan in compensation, which he kept delaying paying back. I asked him for it several times, but he kept denying it and even said, 'Go ahead and sue me if you dare.' I was so angry that I wanted to have a serious talk with him. If he still didn't pay back the money, I would teach him a lesson."
“On the afternoon of August 22, I borrowed a van from Qin Huaili and brought a nylon rope, intending to scare Zhang Dianquan. I called him and said, ‘Let’s find a place to talk about the 50,000 yuan, otherwise I’ll go to your house and find your family.’ He was afraid I would harass his family, so he agreed to meet on Jiefang West Road.” Liu Baijun’s voice trembled as he recalled the events of that day.
“I arrived at the agreed location early and waited in the van. Around 8 p.m., Zhang Dianquan arrived. He saw me and yelled, ‘You dare come looking for me again?’ I argued with him, demanding he return the money. Not only did he refuse, he also pushed me. I was furious and fought back. He couldn't beat me, so he tried to run away. I was afraid I'd never find him again, so I took out a nylon rope and strangled him from behind.” Liu Baijun’s voice trailed off, his eyes filled with fear. “I was so agitated that I lost control of my strength. I strangled him for a few minutes until he stopped moving. I checked his breathing and found he was dead. I was terrified and didn’t know what to do, so I tried to hide the body.”
“I put his body into a black bag I had prepared beforehand, moved it to the van, and then drove around looking for a place to hide the body. When I saw the sewer manhole on Jiefang West Road, I thought I would throw the body in there, since no one usually pays attention there and it wouldn't be easy to find. After I threw the body in, I drove away. Later, fearing that the police would find the car, I drove to an abandoned factory in the suburbs, poured gasoline on it, and burned it. Then I hid in the temporary place I had stayed before. I didn't expect that you would still find it.”
Liu Baijun confessed to every detail of the crime, from borrowing the car and meeting Zhang Dianquan, to the argument, the accidental killing, to disposing of the body, destroying the car, and hiding it. Every step perfectly matched the crime scene investigation, the autopsy report, and the surveillance evidence. When Xiao Wang asked him to sign the interrogation record, his hand trembled violently, and the pen tip left crooked marks on the paper. Every word seemed like a confession for his crime.