Chapter 161 The Police Arrive
Half an hour later, the agent who had an appointment with Zhang Qiang came upstairs.
As soon as I reached the door, I saw Zhang Qiang lying on his back on the ground.
His head was facing the door, his head hitting the threshold, his expression was ferocious, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were wide open, with his eyeballs almost bulging out.
A man and a woman from the agency came closer and were so frightened when they saw what was going on that they screamed. The aunt from the neighbor's house opposite heard the noise and also opened the door to look.
Seeing this, I was so frightened that I almost fell to the ground and almost couldn’t breathe…
Soon, the police and 120 emergency medical services arrived.
There was an endless stream of people coming to watch the excitement after hearing the news. The police had no choice but to set up a cordon and had to drive the people outside away again and again.
After examination and diagnosis by 120, Zhang Qiang was found dead.
Judging from the appearance of the corpse, it seems that he died of fright.
The neighbors next door and the man and woman who worked as agents were all kept for questioning.
The neighbor aunt had a few quick-acting heart pills in her mouth, and the smell of the medicine could be smelled all over the corridor.
She was almost scared to death, and even the quick-acting heart pills couldn't suppress the fear in her heart.
He kept repeating to himself that it must be Old Zhang who had returned, and Zhang Qiang was scared to death.
But how could the police believe this? They asked the funeral home to take the body away for an autopsy, and also took the auntie next door and the intermediary back to the police station for investigation.
Then he searched the house and found no outsiders, but besides Zhang Qiang's mobile phone on the ground, there was also Lao Zhang's broken mobile phone on the table at the door.
They also found a hidden camera in the bedroom and took it back.
…
He Shu slept all day long at home, as if he wanted to make up for the sleep he had missed in the past few days.
Zhao Qishui was worried, so he stayed at home and visited He Shu's house from time to time.
It was almost noon the next day when He Shu woke up. He didn't know if it was because he slept too much, but his head felt very painful.
Godfather was cooking in the kitchen. He Shu sat there for a long time before going to wash up.
Just after washing my face, there was a knock on the door.
He opened the door and saw two policemen standing outside. They showed their IDs and then looked at him and asked, "Is this He Shu?"
He Shu nodded, and Zhao Qishui came out of the kitchen when he heard the noise.
Seeing that it was a policeman, Zhao Qishui asked curiously: "Comrade policeman, what's the matter?"
"Do you know Zhang Qiang?"
Zhao Qishui nodded: "I know him? What's the matter?"
"Zhang Qiang is dead. We suspect He Shu is involved in his death."
He Shu widened his eyes when he heard this. Zhang Qiang is dead?
"Zhang Qiang died suddenly at home yesterday afternoon. According to his neighbor's confession, have you looked for Zhang Qiang before? We found three text messages from Zhang Qiang's phone. Through the investigation of the criminal investigation department of the bureau, we found that the text messages were sent from the Internet, and the IP address is the same as yours."
"Moreover, we also found a storage camera in Zhang Qiang's home. After investigation, we found that this surveillance camera was also purchased by He Shu."
"After forensic identification, it was found that Zhang Qiang died from being severely frightened, which caused blood flow to impact the heart, resulting in cardiac damage and cardiac arrest. In other words, he was frightened to death."
"So now we need you, He Shu, to come back with us and assist in the investigation."
Every word the policeman said was like thunder. He Shu stood there in a daze, still not able to come to his senses. Did he scare Zhang Qiang to death?
Zhao Qishui was anxious after hearing this: "Police comrade, what do you mean? Are you saying that my son was scared to death by Zhang Qiang?"
"This is just a preliminary suspicion. Please cooperate with our investigation."
"No...you can't arrest my son. He hasn't gone anywhere these days. He's been at home the whole time."
Zhao Qishui didn't understand, what kind of text message could tie Zhang Qiang's death to He Shu?
He only knew that He Shu could not be taken away and would not kill anyone, so Zhao Qishui wanted to stop him.
"Please cooperate with our work and accept the inspection."
After that, the police came in and asked He Shu where his computer was and wanted to take it back for inspection.
He Shu pointed towards the room with numb hands and feet, and soon, his computer and the documents on the computer desk were taken out.
Then they were about to take He Shu away. Zhao Qishui was anxious and tried to stop them, but He Shu grabbed his godfather.
"Godfather, I..." In fact, He Shu was extremely scared at this moment.
He had realized that what the police said was true.
But this was not his original intention. He just wanted to scare Zhang Qiang and make him confess whether he had pushed Uncle Zhang down.
He Shu could never have imagined that someone would actually be frightened to death.
"Godfather, I'm going to go with the police first. It's not certain whether he was scared to death by me."
In order not to make his godfather anxious, He Shu could only pretend to be calm even though he was afraid.
How could Zhao Qishui just watch He Shu being taken away? He also grabbed his coat and said, "Comrade police, Zhang Qiang broke my head before. Look, it's not healed yet. I'm going with you."
The policeman nodded, but did not take handcuffs or anything. He took He Shu and Zhao Qishui downstairs and into the police car.
On the way to the Public Security Bureau, He Shu was silent, thinking about everything he had done.
He suddenly looked out the car window. If it was really confirmed that Zhang Qiang was scared to death because of his text message, would he go to jail?
After the two of them arrived, He Shu and Zhao Qishui were interrogated separately.
When Zhao Qishui was asked about any conflicts he had with Zhang Qiang, he told the truth, including his friendship with Zhang Qiang, the matter of borrowing money, and the incident of Zhang Qiang breaking his head.
After saying that, the police asked him if he knew what He Shu had done?
Zhao Qishui frowned slightly: "He Shu has been doing homework at home these days. He has not done anything? Police comrade, you have to believe me, Zhang Qiang's death has nothing to do with my godson."
The policeman smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, we are still investigating."
How could Zhao Qishui not be nervous? The people had already been brought here, and now he didn't know what was going on with He Shu.
"Comrade police officer, my godson is the top scorer in science in Danhe. He is studying at Huaqing University in Dadu. He is a good boy. He would definitely not kill anyone. Zhang Qiang frightened himself to death. What does it have to do with my son?"
"Yes, we understand all the situations you mentioned. Don't worry, we are just asking first."
The police here had a pretty good attitude and comforted Zhao Qishui a lot.
On the other side, in the room where He Shu was asked, the atmosphere became a little serious.
He Shu sat on a stool. There was a long table in front of him and two policemen sitting behind him.
"Why did you install cameras in Zhang Qiang's house?"
"Because of Uncle Zhang's death, I suspect that Uncle Zhang was pushed down by Zhang Qiang, which led to the accident. I want to find out."
He Shu also chose to tell the truth, whether he was asking about the camera or about Zhang Qiang being frightened by Uncle Zhang's posthumous photo and being hit with a brick by him.
He Shu explained the cause and process clearly.
People have already traced him through his Internet IP, and He Shu knew it was useless to deny it.
"I really didn't want him to die. I just wanted to find out the truth and then hand the evidence to you."
After saying that, He Shu looked at two policemen who were about the same age as his godfather.
"Uncle, will I go to jail?"
