At 3:40 in the morning, Ji Feng and Jian Jing knocked on reporter Chai's door.
Reporter Chai was very calm and asked sleepily, "It's the middle of the night, what can't you say now?"
Jian Jing went straight to the point: "I'm tired and don't want to analyze the case again. Hand over the stockings and plead guilty."
Reporter Chai was stunned by her overly straightforward remarks, but luckily he managed to keep his composure and pretended to be surprised: "What nonsense are you talking about? The person wasn't strangled to death, do you think I'm stupid?" Anger appeared on his face, "Don't go too far to slander people with empty words, or I'll complain."
Jian Jing: "Starch."
Reporter Chai was shocked again, and her heart was no longer calm. She was thinking: Did they really know? Were they trying to blackmail her? If she was exposed, she would be trapped. But at this point, it seemed like she was shooting at nothing. Should she go all out and destroy the evidence
His mind raced as he glanced outside the door. His shadow was reflected on the wall of the corridor, like a ghost.
Without hesitation, she made the decision immediately, turned around and rushed to the window, pulled off the stockings that were hanging out to dry, and at the same time reached for the lighter on the table and lit the flame with a "click".
"Put it down! It's dangerous!" Ji Feng rushed forward and snatched the lighter.
Reporter Chai immediately let go, rushed forward and hugged his waist: "Run!"
A shadow flashed quickly outside the door. He was agile and very fast. It was Zhu Yong who had been hiding outside just now.
It is true that he is a teacher, but he is a physical education teacher. He has been exercising all the year round. Not only can he wield a weapon to kill Jia Yue, but his leg muscles are also very developed and he has strong explosive power. He ran downstairs in the blink of an eye.
Ji Feng was blocked by reporter Chai and had no chance to chase after him. He said helplessly, "Where can you go at this late hour... Teacher Jian?! Don't!"
He was shocked by Jian Jing.
She just opened the window, flipped over and jumped down.
Although the second floor is not high, trained people will not be injured. Even if they are untrained, the most they will suffer is a broken bone. However, there have been unlucky people who have broken their necks.
Especially in the middle of the night, with no light outside and it’s raining, jumping down is no joke.
My heart actually stopped beating.
But it was too late to stop it, and Jian Jing's condition was not as bad as he thought.
Seeing Zhu Yong running away, she hesitated whether to chase him, but considering that the other party was a trained adult male with strong explosive power and speed, if one chased and the other fled into the mountains, an accident was very likely to happen.
So she boldly took another approach.
The special reward for opening the "Secret of the Pudding" mission is "White Kitten Status".
What could happen if a cat jumped from the second floor
What obstacles could there be for a cat moving around at night
No fear.
She felt as if she was carried by a light breeze and landed on the ground nimbly. Her dim vision became clear, and she could clearly see the door shaking and the glass windows of the restaurant being opened.
The man with a broken bone climbed out through the window.
Jian Jing stood outside the window looking at him, holding the pepper spray in her hand, and then... "Squeak".
The irritating liquid sprayed out like a stream of water.
Zhu Yong's eyes and nasal cavity were irritated, tears were secreted, and he coughed continuously.
Ji Feng ran down the stairs, first glanced at Jian Jing who was waiting for him, then handcuffed Zhu Yong and asked in a nasty tone: "Teacher Jian, I want to criticize you. Don't scare people. You're almost scaring me to death."
"Do I look like someone who's looking for death?" She rolled her eyes.
Ji Feng pondered for a moment and felt that there was no way to answer this question, so he simply pretended not to hear it and grabbed Zhu Yong and said, "Let's go. Don't make the same mistake as the person you hate. Make amends for your sins honestly."
Zhu Yong was silent.
"Who is that to you?" Jian Jing couldn't help but ask.
He said, “My sister.”
The last piece of the puzzle is filled in by the person involved.
A few days ago, he returned to his hometown with his sister and his sister's friend, reporter Chai. The brother and sister were going home to attend a wedding, and reporter Chai wanted to experience the rural wedding customs.
However, things don't always go as planned. The day before yesterday evening, my sister went out and never came back.
He and reporter Chai searched all the way and finally found the cold body on the roadside.
This place is remote and there are few outsiders. They asked their acquaintances and soon learned that a group of students passed by. The owner of the gas station also said that there was a new dent on the front of their car.
The accident happened on a country road, and there were no cameras, so it was difficult to convict the perpetrator. Zhu Yong decided to find the perpetrator himself, and after hearing about it, reporter Chai agreed that the perpetrator must not be let off.
The two asked along the way and finally found out the students' whereabouts and followed them to this hotel.
Originally, the two had no intention of killing anyone, but Jia Yue kept saying that he had run into a zombie, and even told others about it as if it were some strange rumor, which aroused their anger and hatred.
They decided to give the other person a taste of his own medicine.
Reporter Chai planned the whole process. She deliberately created confusion to draw attention to herself, but the truly decisive blow was delivered by the low-key Zhu Yong.
They were lucky, as the heavy rain blocked their way and the ball-head also poisoned the victim, making him unable to resist and knocking him unconscious in an instant. By the time the police arrived, all the evidence had been disposed of.
But I didn't expect that two other unlucky guys came last night.
A policeman and a writer of detective novels.
No matter how many tricks there are, the truth will eventually come out.
The next morning, as in all murder cases, the sky cleared up after the criminal was caught.
Local police took away all the guests.
The reporter, the man with broken bones, and the man with a bun are suspected of murder. The man with a buzz cut and the man with yellow hair will also be questioned about the hit-and-run incident. The man with a high ponytail also has to go to the hospital for an X-ray. Jian Jing and Ji Feng have to go to the police station to give their statements.
Really kill all at once.
After the zombie movie, this hotel can now be used to make a suspense movie.
It was already noon when we came out of the police station.
Jian Jing and Ji Feng found a small restaurant to have a meal. Fortunately the food was tasty, so they drove to their destination as planned.
On the way, Jian Jing was quite suspicious: "Don't let us find out that the person is gone when we get there."
Ji Feng: "…Reality can't be so dramatic. Our visit was a spur-of-the-moment decision. Just in case, I didn't even tell you the place. Who is so well-informed?"
"I've actually seen one." Jian Jing remembered Zong Ye and felt a little concerned. "He was elusive and seemed to know everything."
Ji Feng said: "Don't worry, this kind of person will never be bribed by a murderer."
He is right.
At 10:00 p.m., they arrived at the scene of the 2009 case, a medium-sized city of moderate size.
More than ten years later, the residential area where the crime occurred had been demolished and the neighbors had scattered to different places. It took Ji Feng some effort to find the other party's address.
To review, in the case of the murder of the Zeng family’s grandfather and grandson, there was an insurance salesman who came to the house many times and was seen by the residents living across from the Zeng family.
The person they wanted to meet was their neighbor across the street, whose surname was Wang. He was 56 years old, had retired, and was taken in by his son to live in his own home.
When the two arrived, Aunt Wang was alone at home, watching TV in a lonely mood. When she saw the guests, she warmly poured tea and water and greeted them: "Sit down, don't be so polite, I'll pour you some water."
Ji Feng tried to refuse twice but failed, so he had to go to the kitchen to help to prevent the old man from getting scalded.
Taking this opportunity, Jian Jing observed the house. There were signs of four people living in the house, in addition to the old man, there was a couple and a granddaughter, and a photo of the family of four was placed on the cabinet in the entrance.
Elderly people who have grandchildren usually have a problem.
"Are you married? Not yet, young man, you should hurry up." In the kitchen, Aunt Wang kept chattering and imparting life experience.
Ji Feng also developed the ability to respond: "Yes, yes, yes, yes."
His attitude was particularly sincere and his tone was particularly respectful.
Aunt Wang was so happy that she was more willing to cooperate with them. As soon as she sat down, she took the initiative to talk: "Hasn't the Zeng family's case been found yet? They have a miserable life. How could such a good family be so unlucky?"
Ordinary people may not encounter such a tragic case in their lifetime, so she was deeply impressed and it is still vivid in her mind when she talks about the Zeng family.
"It's such a pity for their family." Aunt Wang sighed, "The grandson is very smart, and he got full marks on all the exams. If he were still alive, he would have gone to college this year. Alas..."
Ji Feng listened very carefully and agreed from time to time.
When Aunt Wang said she was tired, he handed her a glass of water and said slowly, "I would like to ask you to recall whether any strangers appeared in the few days before the incident, or in the past month?"
Aunt Wang was not very old and had a good memory. She immediately said, "Yes, I told the police before. An insurance salesman came here."
"What impressed you about him?" Ji Feng asked.
Aunt Wang slowly fell into memories: "The feeling this young man gave me... I can't explain it, it was just different. I happened to meet him on my way home from get off work that time, and he helped me carry my things. I tell you, he is very good at talking. I was in a bad mood that day, and I felt much better after talking to him. So I had a very good impression of him. Later, when I saw him, I wanted to buy an insurance policy, so I just helped him."
"Then what?"
"I want to buy accident insurance for my son, but he said..." Aunt Wang's eyes revealed a strange and complicated look, "I should buy it for my husband."
Jian Jing's eyes changed slightly.
Before coming, out of concern for drama, she specifically asked about Aunt Monsoon King's situation, and the answer was unexpected.
Although Aunt Wang seems to be very happy now, she suffered great misfortune ten years ago.
The husband is an alcoholic and domestically violent person.
Logically, Aunt Wang should leave this man as soon as possible and get a divorce. However, life is not easy for everyone, and for various reasons and many concerns, it was difficult for her to do so, so she had to endure it.
Such a family is certainly not the target of Scar Man.
But the scarred man's words were very interesting, and revealed a hint of a clue.
"Excuse me, could you please repeat the conversation to us?" Jian Jing asked sincerely and quietly opened the charm card.
As the quality of the situation intensified, Aunt Wang's eyes softened as she looked at her. She became less wary and said hesitantly, "It's okay to tell you. He didn't say much."
Twelve years ago, in the stairwell of an old residential area, a young man in a suit and tie said, "Sister, you are still young. As long as you are in good health, you don't need to buy insurance. But your husband..."
His eyes were meaningful: "Maybe you should buy an accident insurance for him."
Aunt Wang's heart shuddered at that moment, and an inexplicable evil thought quietly emerged. She didn't dare to think about it, and just said casually: "My husband is in good health."
"Yes, but there are always accidents." The corners of his lips rose, and his words were like the devil's whisper, "If, I mean if anything happens, the compensation is enough for you and your children... to live a different life."
Her eyelids twitched: "Is it, is it?"
"That's what insurance is for, isn't it?" The young man bowed slightly. "Of course, I'm just saying that. I wish you and your husband good health."
His voice became normal and sincere again, as if he was just an ordinary enthusiastic salesman.
But Aunt Wang never forgot him.