Chapter 754.2 - Don’t insult smugglers (Part Two)

Chapter 754: Don’t insult smugglers (Part Two)

“What did you do?”

“That yacht which was involved in the production of illegal drugs and then selling it to the South Gate, I’m here to confess that I did that.”

The officer looked at him, “On which yacht did you make the drugs? Also, who was the contact person you sold to in South Gate? What price did you sell it to him for, what’s the amount of transaction each time, and through what method?”

They were not stupid, and they weren’t going to just believe everything; so the officer asked some questions to test him.

The confessor answered calmly. “Yacht Sero and we hired divers and the Anglers Association to transport the drugs. The contact person was Ye Wuwei for every transaction, and the amount depends on the market demand.”

All of them were correct.

But the police officer looked at him and said, “You look very calm?”

“If I wasn’t calm, then I would not have turned myself in.”

The Officer: “Why did you turn yourself in?”

The confessor: “Would you believe me if I told you it was my conscience?”

That was when Li Chao walked over and asked, “What’s the matter?”

The officer raised his head. “Chief, this person turned himself in, and it’s about the East Gate drug smuggling case.”

After looking at the recorded statement, Li Chao took the sheet himself and asked the confessor, “Are you clear about the nature of this case? Do you know that even if you turn yourself in, there is no way to get away with it? This is a case where you’d take a bullet and die in the end. Are you sure you are here to turn yourself in?”

The confessor panicked a little, but he quickly pretended to be calm again and said, “I know that. Does the police have a rule to advise people not to confess?”

“Not necessarily.” Li Chao smiled.

The confessor: “That will do. I know the police have been investigating this case for several years, and I know exactly what you have done in the past. I’m here to confess because I’m tired, and I’ve lost this time since you guys found out.”

Li Chao smiled faintly as he sat down and picked up a piece of paper and a pen. “Then please write your mode of operation and a list of all the people who were in contact with you, preferably a network of relationships. Since you’re here to confess everything, please do cooperate with us.”

Confessor: “I… I have to write it by hand? Isn’t it enough if I just tell you? Are you playing with me?”

Li Chao sneered. “So you realize that I am playing you? Then you also should not come to the police department thinking that we’re stupid, alright? You’re only coming now out of all times, and we know that you’re not the culprit behind all this, so don’t waste my time.”

The confessor said angrily, “I am the culprit! Are you guys blind? If I wasn’t the culprit, then how would I know everything inside out?”

Li Chao laughed. “Do you know what your biggest flaw is?”

The confessor: “What?”

Li Chao: “Just now when you turned yourself in, we checked the balance of your bank card. To be honest, even a lower-class social worker in Shangcheng would have more savings than you, a ‘smuggler’ who’s dealing in one of the most profitable businesses. Yet, you haven’t had much on your card over the years, and your family has been living a below-average life, including your parents and your sister. Do you think that’s how smugglers are treated? Are you too low-profiled or have you underestimated the profitability of smuggling? Not that I despise you for being poor, but your poor look right now is insulting to smugglers. Please tell the person behind you to fix your background before putting on this showcase, and don’t insult our intelligence next time.”

Li Chao finished as he ignored this scapegoat and turned around as he walked away.

Meanwhile, that police department superior pushed open Ran Jing’s office looking pissed, only to find that no one was at the office.

He asked the secretary, “Where is Little Jing?”

“Chief Ran said she had to investigate other cases, so she hasn’t even been in the office today.”

The superior could tell that it was a perfunctory saying, and he had his hands on his waist as he cursed in the office.

“Why didn’t she answer her phone?”

The secretary: “She left the phone in the office.”

His face turned angry.