Ji Feng's gaze lingered on the man's arm with a broken bone for a moment, clearly enough but not too rude: "Your body doesn't seem to allow you to drive. Did you take the bus?"
Zhu Gugu said, "Well, I took the bus to the town, but I didn't know the bus schedule and missed it. Luckily, Miss Chai was very close to where I was going, so I asked her to take me there."
Reporter Chai nodded in agreement: "Yes, we met at the hotel in town."
Ji Feng nodded: "Have you been out today?"
Zhu Gu Gu said, "Except for going to the toilet, I basically never left the room." He raised his arm and smiled bitterly, "It's not convenient for me to do anything like this, right?"
"It's your turn." Ji Feng pointed at the girl with the ball head and said, "What's your name?"
The girl with the ball head said, "My name is Gan Min. I'm a classmate of theirs and we're all members of the outdoor club." She looked cute and a bit timid. Without waiting for Ji Feng to ask, she took the initiative to explain, "After Xiao Wen and I came back, we stayed in the room the whole time. We only left once, not counting going to the bathroom."
Ji Feng treated the cooperating suspect with an exceptionally friendly attitude: "What did you do?"
The ball head looked at the waitress sheepishly and whispered, "The food is not very tasty, I will go downstairs and use the microwave to heat up some snacks."
"What time?"
"13 o'clock..." She was not sure. "When I entered the kitchen, she was still washing dishes."
She meant the waitress.
The waitress rolled her eyes, but still corroborated Gan Wanzi's testimony: "Yes, we chatted for a while."
Gan Wanzi said, "I forgot how long it took, but it will be five minutes at most, and then I will go up."
"You didn't come downstairs after that?"
She shook her head.
Ji Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Yes, your friend is injured. I will ask later. Now, I hope you will stay here for a while and don't go anywhere." He pointed at the waitress and said, "Can you borrow your warehouse temporarily? You can't leave the body outside."
The waitress was reluctant, but compared to other rooms, restaurants and kitchens, the warehouse was the best choice.
"It's OK," she said, "but it's too unlucky."
Monsoon smiled.
Beauty is the passport to eternity. The little sister bowed her head in defeat and took him to the warehouse.
Ji Feng and Jian Jing worked together to move the body to the warehouse.
Jian Jing asked, "How is the confession?"
"I can only get a preliminary understanding of the situation, but I haven't found anything." He asked, "What about you?"
Jian Jing blinked: "Without a doubt, he was killed by a zombie. There are chicken feathers on his head."
Ji Feng raised his eyebrows: "This is interesting, their accident happened the night before yesterday."
"So," she asked in a very confident tone, "was it a car accident?"
"What else?" Ji Feng shook his head.
This is not a difficult thing to guess. First of all, zombies do not exist. Considering their weird attitude, they should not deliberately create traces to attract attention. Then the answer is obvious. They did hit something, but for unknown reasons, they decided to conceal it.
But the hole in the car was so big that anyone could see it, so he found the excuse of a zombie in an attempt to hide it from others.
Ji Feng concluded: "Just be smart, I hope they don't really hit anyone."
"Everyone has a lucky mentality." Jian Jing put on gloves and began to undress the corpse, "Otherwise how could there be so many tricks and traps?"
Ji Feng sighed in agreement, and then changed the subject: "Teacher Jian, are you too skilled at undressing the corpse?"
Jian Jing paused, then slowly stopped her movements: "Then you come."
"You're so polite. I can do it myself." He made a gesture of invitation, "Go ahead, this one."
"Are you always so mean at work?" Jian Jing said unhappily.
Ji Feng helped her lift the stiff body and said with a smile, "You've gone too far. It's not good to joke with the dead, so you can only joke with your colleagues. Otherwise, you'll go crazy if you keep talking about murder and death all day long."
But despite being poor, he was not slow in his movements and carefully examined the dead man's body: "There are no other wounds on his body."
Jian Jing asked: "If it were you, could you do it?"
"It's definitely not possible with bare hands." Ji Feng was not a forensic doctor, so he had a limited interest in corpses. After determining the cause of death, he started looking through other things. "Any clues about the murder weapon?"
In fact, Jian Jing really wanted to have a chance to dissect a corpse, but thinking of her primary card and the poor environment, she had to give up the idea and just check the wound honestly.
"First, we can rule out a fall injury. He has no fractures, abrasions, or hematomas. His wounds have no point-shaped scratches, strip-shaped or triangular-shaped fractures, and there are no residual stone or brick chips in his hair. We can also temporarily rule out brick and stone injuries."
Jian Jing took photos from multiple angles with her phone and analyzed, "I can't see the skull now. I can only feel it. It doesn't feel like a triangular or square fracture."
Ji Feng touched his chin and said, "So, we can rule out axe back injury?"
"Yes, a hammer and a round or irregularly shaped stick." She nodded. "These are the two most likely weapons."
"It's quite common, but it's also quite hard to find," he said.
Jian Jing: "There's luminol in the makeup box."
Ji Feng then saw the suitcase next to him, a retro cowhide suitcase that people would definitely think was filled with perfume and lipstick. But when he opened the lid, he found luminol reagent and some brushes inside.
He exclaimed: "Not really."
"It's a disguise," she stressed.
Ji Feng thought about it and felt that it made sense. If an ordinary girl put an exploration box in the trunk, it would easily attract unnecessary attention.
"Hopefully we'll have better luck." He shook the spray bottle.
However, God did not hear his prayers.
Ji Feng spent dozens of minutes in the public area and found several items that met his requirements: a rolling pin, a shovel, a hammer...but none of them showed a luminol reaction.
There was still no trace of the murder weapon.
He had no choice but to start the next stage of his plan - to get the suspects into their rooms and check their belongings.
The advantage of legal identity was revealed at this time. If it were Jian Jing, she might not be able to search the body even if she talked her mouth off, but Ji Feng had no pressure at all. Although everyone was reluctant, they never refused.
The first one is naturally 202, where the girl with a high ponytail and a bun lives.
Ji Feng asked the girl with the bun and the waitress to keep him company, half-closed the door, and asked her alone.
Unlike the previous interrogation, he did not get straight to the point. Instead, he first asked about the girl's injuries: "Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"Much better. It doesn't hurt as long as I don't get out of bed." Gao Mawei's face didn't look good, but she was in good spirits. "I heard from Xiao Min that you are a policeman? Is Jia Yue dead?"
Ji Feng said: "Yes, so I must also ask you as an example, what did you do this afternoon?"
Gao Mawei answered quickly: "I stayed in the room the whole time and only let Xiaomin take me to the bathroom once."
Ji Feng smiled and said kindly, "Ms. Gao Wen, you are the least suspicious person at the moment, so I want to ask you some sensitive questions."
Gao Ponytail glanced over quickly, her expression slightly alert: "What's the problem?"
"You mentioned someone before, his name was Chang..." He pretended to be thoughtful, "Can you tell me about him?"
Gao Mawei refused outright: "There's nothing to talk about. What does he have to do with what happened today? I don't want to answer these irrelevant private questions."
"Ms. Gao, you're wrong. I think this is very serious." Ji Feng's expression became serious. "The five of you went out to travel together, and one of you suddenly died. He didn't have any conflicts with the other travelers, but he had some conflicts with his companions - you don't think you can hide this from others, do you?"
The girl with a high ponytail raised her voice: "Are you doubting us?"
"Everyone is equally suspicious." Ji Feng said, "Please answer my questions directly."
Gao Mawei said stiffly: "I have nothing to say."
Ji Feng shook his head and said calmly: "As long as the signal is restored, I can check this information at any time, but you, Miss Gao, this attitude is not good for you."
"So what?" Gao Mawei said coldly, "Can I kill someone with a limp?"
"Of course it's difficult." Ji Feng smiled slightly, thinking that suspects these days are really easy to deceive. Just because she is the least suspicious, she thinks she is safe? He can overturn it at any time: "But what if she is the murderer or the accomplice?"
Gao Ponytail's face froze instantly.
He said: "Cooperating with the investigation will only benefit you and your companions, not harm them."
The girl bit her lip, remained silent for a moment, and replied hastily, "Zhou Chang was also a member of our club. He died in an accident last year. It's that simple."
"Excuse me for asking, are you all just classmates?" Ji Feng looked at her.
Gao Mawei was very sure: "Yes. Brother Chang is a very good person. He takes good care of us. We all like him very much. That's all."
"How did he die?"
"An accident while climbing the mountain," she said.
Ji Feng nodded without asking any further questions. Instead, he asked her to open the suitcase and take pictures of their belongings.
The two girls brought some climbing equipment, and the only weapons they could use were aluminum alloy climbing poles. Although Ji Feng didn't think they could maintain their original shape after being beaten, he still "borrowed" them.
He didn't care much about other things - girls' things were too complicated, so he should leave them to professionals.
The same process was followed in the other rooms. He took photos of each room one by one and said goodbye under the unhappy gaze of the owner.
Finally, I met Jian Jing in room 204.
This is the deceased's room, a standard room of the same type, and he lives alone.
"Teacher Jian." Ji Feng closed the door and said expectantly, "Give me some good news."
Jian Jing asked: "Do you want to hear the conclusion or the doubts?"
"Great, I want to hear it all, just take your time." The case was a bit complicated, but Ji Feng was in a good mood. His colleagues were right about one thing, it was the same case, and solving it with a pretty girl was undoubtedly more pleasing to the eye.
Jian Jing first said the first conclusion: "This guy is not a good person."
Ji Feng was extremely perceptive when handling cases, and he accurately discerned the meaning of her words: "Sounds like a guy who likes to play with people's feelings?"
"He saved private photos of different girls." She opened the dead man's tablet and scrolled through the photos. "Let me count, about five or six - what are you looking at?"
Ji Feng was confused: "Let me take a look at the evidence, okay?"
"It's better not to." Jian Jing locked the screen, hid the tablet behind her, and said seriously, "They are all girls."
"Teacher Jian, don't think of me like that..." He thought for a moment and said tactfully, "It's unprofessional. Let me take a look. Well, I'll just take a look. Do you want to raise your hand to prove your innocence?"
She hesitated, but in the end she had no choice but to withhold the evidence, so she handed it to him dejectedly.
Ji Feng opened the photo and studied it carefully for a while. Finally, under her scrutinizing gaze, he laughed.
"What do you mean?" she asked unkindly.
Ji Feng did not answer but asked: "Are you considering the possibility of a murder of passion? Two girls?"
Jian Jing: "A little bit."
"Then you've failed." He returned the tablet to her with a smile, "The photos are a set. The angle looks like a candid shot, but it's likely that the girl took them herself and sold them for money."
"?!" She couldn't believe it. "Do you have any evidence?"
"I've checked similar cases, and the photos are similar, so they should be correct." Ji Feng said, "If you don't believe me, search once the signal is restored. There have been many such cases in the past two years. I don't know what young girls nowadays are thinking."
He shook his head and became serious again, "What's the doubt?"
"All the water in the room has been drunk." Jian Jing talked about a very trivial matter. "I calculated the volume of the water. Two cans of Coke and two bottles of mineral water, it's more than 1 liter."