In the three cases in 2009, 2011 and 2012, the Zeng family's residential complex had been demolished, and the Cai family's house was resold by relatives. Only the Guo family, because of their relatively well-off family background, has retained their original house.
In other words, is the only remaining crime scene.
Although nine years had passed, all the visible evidence had been taken away by the police, and Guo's family had cleaned up several times. Although he said he was returning to the crime scene, the key was not the evidence he had usually identified, but what he had overlooked.
Fortunately, Guo Yifang's relatives loved her very much, and even after many years of her death, all of her and her children's old belongings were still kept in good condition.
Brother Guo, who took them home, said, "My little sister and the others' things are all here. When my mom was alive, we cleaned the house every year. Now... Well, do whatever you want. As long as we can find the murderer, we can do anything."
He didn't want to stay any longer because he was sad, so he said a few words of care and left.
Ji Feng opened the carton and said, "Back in 2012, the police had already combined several cases for investigation. Their approach was to investigate serial murders, which was different from ours. The probability of discovering new clues was quite high."
Jian Jing said "hmm", absent-mindedly.
Ji Feng noticed her wandering mind and said calmly, "Ladies first. What do you want to check, Teacher Jian?"
Jian Jing came back to her senses and thought, "I'll check Guo Yifang's case, you check the child's case."
"OK."
Guo Yifang had a lot of stuff, including a cell phone and a computer. The police checked these electronic devices but found no valuable clues, so they returned them all.
Jian Jing found the power cord and plugged it in. Fortunately, it was not broken and could still be turned on.
First, I turned on the computer. Most of the things on it were the courseware and work reports I had made, some downloaded TV dramas, and quite a few family photos.
It was time-consuming and tedious to screen them one by one, so Jian Jing simply removed the parts before 2011, and there were much fewer left.
Courseware, papers, TV dramas and movies are worthless.
All browser history has been deleted.
The same was true for the cell phone. There were no special numbers in the call records, no text messages worth noting, and the photos did not show a child at home.
I just flipped through the photos on my computer and found many photos of my young son in early childhood education center before March. Don't underestimate a mother. In their eyes, every little thing about their children is worth recording.
But after three months, all the photos of the early childhood education center disappeared.
Scar Man intentionally deleted some of the content.
So, it is March to May
She opened Guo Yifang's notebook. She had a very bad habit of recording her expenses every day and putting notes in her notebook.
Amid the boring data on breakfast, milk, bus fares and supermarket purchases, there is a missing clue.
The cost of movie tickets is personal.
But it's no use.
The surveillance footage in a movie theater is kept for a maximum of fifteen days, and it has been nine years. Moreover, the police would not have missed such an obvious clue in the account book, and they would have checked it out in all likelihood.
Is there anything that is easy to overlook
Mother, mother… She repeated this in her heart several times, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind, and she picked up the computer again.
Although there is no history, there are several frequently used URLs saved in the browser.
There are shopping websites in .
She tried to log into her account using her mobile phone number and her child's initials as her password.
I guessed it right and landed successfully.
Checking the shopping records, I found that they were either clothes, snacks and toys bought for the children, or daily necessities for the household. I had never bought a piece of clothing worth hundreds of dollars for myself.
She pulled out the shopping list and called Ji Feng: "Did you find anything?"
He spread his hands.
"There are Guo Yifang's shopping records in it." Jian Jing said, "Do you want to look for the discrepancies?"
Ji Feng raised his eyebrows: "What do you think he left for the Guo family mother and son?"
"This family is very special." She thought carefully, "Mother is very special to him."
Ji Feng looked at her meaningfully, but did not ask any further questions. Instead, he said, "If there is, it must be a very important clue - let's start looking for it first."
There are so many things, and considering the time period from March to May, I give priority to items that look newer.
Even so, it took them six or seven hours to select three suitable options: a dinosaur toy, a fairy tale book, and a dress.
They called Guo Yifang's brother to rule out the possibility of gifts from family members. March to May is not the birthday of any child, nor is it Children's Day, so the probability of friends and relatives giving gifts is also low.
"Interesting." Ji Feng exclaimed in amazement. "The dinosaur is for my eldest son, who has a bunch of dolls. The fairy tale book is suitable for ages 4-6 and is for my youngest son. Of course, the skirt is for Guo Yifang."
He asked: "Teacher Jian, among the three gifts, which one is the key?"
Jian Jing: "Skirt."
"Reason?" he asked meaningfully.
However, Jian Jing was thinking with her eyes closed and did not notice his abnormality. She continued, "According to what you said, his mother did not fulfill her responsibilities. He lacked maternal love and longed to make up for his regrets. So, he played the role of a child. The dinosaurs and books are too new."
Self-substitution is not something that can be accomplished casually; it requires a medium, a ritual that marks the eldest son as the substitute. Therefore, the gift given should be something that has his personal characteristics.
It should be more personal and more contemporary.
Dinosaurs and books are so popular that they can be given to anyone.
Skirts are different.
By comparing the photos of the crime scene, it can be found that the skirt is not the one Guo Yifang was wearing when she died, and there seems to be nothing special about it.
There was a little vegetable stain on the clothes, obviously they had been worn before.
If you look closely at the photos taken on site, you will find that the house was very clean on Mother's Day, without a single dirty piece of clothing.
"There was cake on the table, and the plates were cleared away. What he did was to avoid exposing the fact that he had attended the party." Jian Jing sorted out her thoughts, "And as for Guo Yifang, if you invite your date home, you must clean up first and wash all the dirty clothes."
She shook out the skirt and ran her fingertips over the fabric. There were no signs of water on the clothes, but there were some creases left, which were not caused by storage.
The skirt was new and had been worn but not washed before being changed.
"He gave it to Guo Yifang. She died wearing the dress." Jian Jing was horrified. "He changed her clothes and hid it in the closet. No one noticed it."
Seeing her subtle expression, Ji Feng quickly made a joke: "Nine years ago, he was still a cautious guy. If it was worn by Guo Yifang, it would definitely arouse suspicion. Even I can tell that the skirt is a bit tacky."
Jian Jing: “…”
"Did I say something wrong?"
She said: "The deep V lapel with big floral prints is indeed the style of the 80s, but that doesn't mean no one wears it. Many people like the retro style now."
"... Ahem." Ji Feng cleared his throat and said as if nothing had happened, "No wonder the police didn't find anything unusual."
He changed the subject: "He specially gave Guo Yifang a skirt. What's the special meaning?"
Jian Jing became suspicious: "You always like to ask me questions today, why don't you tell me?"
"I'll tell you what I say." He was very straightforward. After a moment's silence, he said, "Giving a woman a skirt doesn't look like a son giving his mother, but like a man giving his woman. However, the skirt is too old-fashioned, indicating that he still hasn't escaped the influence of his childhood. So, my conclusion is—"
Ji Feng looked at her and said frankly as always: "He is in love with his mother."
"Then why did he treat his children like this?" Jian Jing questioned, "Men are all jealous, right? Even if the eldest son was a reflection of himself, why did the younger son die in the same way? He takes death very seriously and it's impossible for him to be lazy. This proves that he treats everyone equally."
Ji Feng seemed to be stumped by her question: "Yes, why?"
Jian Jing said nothing.
He asked: "Teacher Jian, what's wrong with you?"
"According to me," she said coldly, "you are trying to trick me."
Monsoon said innocently: "Really?"
"If you want to break up, just say so." Jian Jing said without getting angry, "Everyone should investigate their own affairs."
"No, no." He quickly handed over a bottle of water and comforted her, "I just thought you had a new idea today, I'm curious."
Jian Jing believed that he was up to something: "Bullshit."
"Really, it's truer than gold." Ji Feng coaxed her, "I racked my brains last night, but I had no idea. Teacher Jian is different. I think you have some ideas, so share them with me, right? Don't keep these things to yourself, you need to have a team spirit."
Jian Jing: "No."
Ji Feng: "You can't be so stingy."
She gave him a provocative look, as if to say "what can you do to me?"
Ji Feng held his forehead with his hand, and after a while, he began to negotiate: "Can I switch jobs with you? I'll tell you something you don't know."
Jian Jing stood up suddenly and said angrily: "What do you mean, are you hiding something from me?"
Ji Feng: "I didn't hide it from you. I just forgot to tell you."
"If I want to trust you again, I'll take your last name." Jian Jing sneered, "You can say it or not. If you don't want to, forget it."
She grabbed the handbag with one hand, and with amazing agility, she bypassed the people and objects that were blocking her way and slammed the door.
Ji Feng: "Teacher Jian!"
The door was open and a cold wind was howling.
He: "Leave me alone to clean up..."
-if not
Jian Jing was almost mad with anger.
They were investigating a case together, and she had said everything she could, showing her sincerity, but what about him? He only said half of what he said and kept the other half to himself, probing her with a few words from time to time, as if she had been brainwashed by the scarred man and could turn evil at any time.
Can people have more trust in each other
Even if some clues cannot be revealed due to regulations, what matters is human feelings. We have known each other for so long, don't you think we can get along
Ah, I'm so angry.
It’s better to break up with such a friend.
At seven o'clock in the evening, all the houses are lit up.
The aroma of stewed meat wafting from the neighbor's house tempted the glutton in his stomach. However, having offended his companion, Ji Feng could only eat biscuits while collecting the victim's belongings.
There are so many things, it's so tiring to do, and my wounds feel even more painful.
At , the phone rang.
He picked up the phone and said vaguely, "Lao Gao?"
"Hey, what are you eating? Is it delicious?" Lao Gao, who was injured in the gold case last year, has long recovered and is not maliciously squeezing his colleagues, "Are you happy to go out with a beautiful girl?"
Ji Feng: "I'm working hard alone, just speak frankly, are you done?"
"It's not that fast." Lao Gao complained to him, "DNA screening in the whole country requires waiting in line for several days. I just want to tell you that the report has been submitted and I have been put on the waiting list."
Ji Feng was depressed: "It takes so long. It's harder than getting an appointment at Union Hospital."
"Nonsense, there are only a few doctors in Peking Union Medical College, how many of them can do the screening?" Lao Gao asked, "And don't hold your hopes too high. There are criminals and missing children in the database now, so it's not certain that we can match them."
Ji Feng was more optimistic: "Just try your luck, who knows. I've made some progress here too, if I compare them, maybe I can find the person."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are really concerned about Teacher Jian's case. You still go out on vacation." A colleague who doesn't gossip is not a comrade-in-arms. Lao Gao couldn't help but ask, "How is the situation?"
Ji Feng sighed: "What can we do? Serial killers are not normal in their minds."
Lao Gao: "I'm not asking you this."
"So you're investigating the zombie case?" He teased, "I can solve a case even when I'm on vacation. Are you jealous?"
Lao Gao said in one breath: "You deserve to be single."
"No, I can still save her." Ji Feng said seriously, "Your daughter said she wants to marry me when she grows up."
Lao Gao was furious: "Get lost!!"