The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective

After successfully finding this key piece of evidence at Li Xiang’s residence, every member was filled with an overwhelming excitement that was hard to suppress.

It can be said that at the critical stage of solving the case, the emergence of this evidence undoubtedly laid a decisive foundation for the entire case.

It not only clearly revealed Li Xiang’s motive for the crime but also held an indispensable position in the chain of judicial evidence.

Particularly noteworthy is that during the autopsy, the forensic pathologist discovered this special injury mark, which could infer an act of murder.

And now the existence of this loan contract happened to fill the motive behind the actions, making it a highly persuasive piece of courtroom evidence.

Forty minutes later, Jiang An and his team once again entered the interrogation room.

Unlike the previous times, this time Jiang An did not rush to speak, nor did he show any emotional fluctuations.

He just gently pushed open that familiar door, walked steadily to Li Xiang, and lightly placed the slightly yellowed loan contract on the table.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the entire interrogation room was filled with a silent sense of oppression.

”What?”

”What do you think this is?”

Jiang An’s voice was calm and powerful, his gaze like a torch as he stared at Li Xiang.

Li Xiang was slightly stunned at first, then his expression quickly shifted from confusion to panic.

After a long time, his lips trembled slightly as he stammered, ”I... I did borrow money from him.”

”But I didn’t kill him, really, I didn’t... How could I do such a thing...”

Jiang An remained unmoved, his tone growing colder: ”This is your most direct motive for the crime.”

”250,000, which might not be much for some, but for you, it’s an enormous amount that could crush your life.”

”Once the creditor dies, coupled with the death of both him and his wife, who would know there was a debt dispute between you?”

”Logically speaking, you have every reason to hope this debt disappears with their deaths.”

Li Xiang seemed drained of energy, sitting in the chair, unable to respond for a long time.

The light in the interrogation room cast a hopelessness on his pale face, leaving nowhere to hide.

Jiang An continued, his tone authoritative and uncompromising: ”I advise you to face reality. Every word you say now could be used as evidence in court.”

”In the face of conclusive evidence, any excuse is futile.”

”Even if you choose to remain silent, according to criminal procedure rules and the judge’s inclination to recognize the evidence chain, the scales of justice will never tip in your favor.”

”By then, if you want to speak, you may not even have the chance for leniency.”

Five minutes later, the only sound in the silent interrogation room was the faint ticking of the wall clock’s second hand.

Li Xiang’s head, which had been lowered, finally lifted very slowly.

His eyes were somewhat unfocused, his Adam’s apple moved up and down, and his voice was dry and hoarse, ”I... I say,”

He paused, took a deep breath, like making a final decision, ”Indeed... it was me.”

He closed his eyes slightly, seeming unwilling to recall, yet having no choice but to face that sinful past.

”At the time in the water, I don’t even know what happened, suddenly a thought came to my mind... a very terrible idea.”

”I thought, if she... if she accidentally drowned, then the more than 200,000 I owed him, wouldn’t I have to repay it?”

”That money was like a mountain crushing me...”

Li Xiang’s pace of speech was slow, with a dreamy quality of being trapped in memories.

”Then, just as he swam towards the shore, I... I seemed possessed, swimming over.”

”I pressed her shoulder hard, pushing him into the water.”

”She struggled violently, the water splashed everywhere... she seemed to want to look back at me, to say something, but the water kept pouring in...”

”Later, I seemed to grab her hair, his hair was longer, so I... I pulled down with more force...”

”It wasn’t long before her struggle weakened, and she finally... sank.”

Jiang An’s sharp gaze calmly questioned: ”On this point, through the autopsy, we indeed found marks on his shoulder and scalp consistent with pressing and grabbing.”

Li Xiang nodded bitterly, ”What you found is correct... I pressed his shoulder and grabbed his hair.”

After a long time, he finally raised his head, his eyes filled with bloodshot and a completely defeated look, shaking his head helplessly.

”Yes, I’ve confessed it all.”

”In fact, now that I’ve calmed down, it’s really... very regrettable.”

”At that time, I was truly obsessed, just for those 200,000... just for money, I destroyed a life, and completely destroyed myself.”

”Otherwise, how could I have ended up at this point, sitting here...”

Jiang An quietly listened to his confession, his facial muscles tense, and his mouth twitched slightly.

His eyes were complex, with both the cold resolve of clarifying the crime and the heavy realization of how fragile human nature is in the face of interest.

He spoke deeply, ”There may be many special treatments for various diseases in this world, and many advanced technologies can be developed, but there is one thing that can never be invented—an elixir of regret.”

”Everyone must pay for their choices, and what awaits you will be the just punishment of the law.”

After the interrogation, Jiang An and Wan walked out of the oppressive interrogation room, one after the other.