The Novelist Forced to Become Famous

Chapter 177: consensus

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When Ji Feng returned to the hotel, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

I went to knock on the door of the next room. There was light coming through the crack under the door, but no one opened it for a long time.

Still alive.

Ji Feng had no choice but to take out his cell phone to make a call.

No answer.

Change it to a message: [Actually, I got a clue from you before, let’s discuss it]

Jian Jing: [Love to say but not to say]

Ji Feng: [I didn’t intend to hide it from you. I wanted to wait until the result came out before telling you, so that you wouldn’t be upset in vain]

Jian Jing: [You are on guard against me, afraid that I will be brainwashed by you and turn against you if you are not careful?]

When talking about the case, Ji Feng always speaks his mind and never makes false statements: [‌]

He explained the reason in detail: [You are the victim of this case. You have been with the criminal for such a long time. No one can guarantee what kind of impact you have been subjected to, including yourself. Applying for you to participate in solving the case is not only responsible for the organization, but also for you.]

Do you trust Jian Jing

Of course, everything in the past has revealed her courage and justice.

But this is not a question of belief or disbelief. Subjective emotions are the most taboo in solving a case, and even if the police become relevant personnel, they must apply for recusation.

Because, as human beings, it is impossible not to be emotional.

She is in the middle of a situation, so she must observe carefully, which is both a way of being vigilant and protective.

The door opened.

Jian Jing stood at the door, looking at him doubtfully: "You didn't tell me because you were afraid that I would cause trouble for no reason - is this your real idea?"

Ji Feng: "Well..."

"You'd better speak up." She sneered, "You only have one chance."

"Actually, I thought you could guess it, but you didn't give it much thought. I thought it would be pointless to tell you the answer, so I gave you some time to think about it." He said sincerely.

Jian Jing took a deep breath, her blood pressure dropping: "When I talk to you, do I have to concentrate all the time and accept your tests and sudden questions?"

When you need to be timid, don't be too picky. Ji Feng humbly admitted his mistake: "It's my fault."

"People like you will never have a girlfriend in this life." Jian Jing suddenly felt tired and didn't even want to have a baby.

Ji Feng remained calm and said, "Thank you for the reminder. I am now aware of it."

"Come in." Jian Jing made way, as if nothing had happened. "What are you talking about?"

Ji Feng gave the answer straightforwardly: "I fired a shot, and I also fired a shot."

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted: "Blood?"

"He," he said simply, "He was injured, and blood was detected on the ground. I have submitted a report and requested his information to be compared with the national DNA database. If any of his relatives are abducted children or arrested criminals, perhaps we can find out his identity."

He also reminded her: "The probability is very low, let's gamble on our luck. Our investigation is still very thorough. Now it's your turn. What did you think of this afternoon?"

At this point, Jian Jing naturally did not hide it: "Your mother may have died of illness and had a very painful experience. I witnessed the tragic death of my mother and often regretted it and regretted not ending her suffering earlier."

Ji Feng was very surprised: "This is a completely different idea."

Previously, our speculation was as follows: He had an unhappy childhood and lacked maternal love. After meeting Guo Yifang, she became the type of mother he imagined, and his eldest son became the image of himself. Therefore, he joined this family, made up for his regret, and had a complete and happy family - even if only for a moment.

But Jian Jing has now overturned the basis of the deduction.

That is, she is not lacking in maternal love, and her mother even loves her very much, just as Guo Yifang loves her child. She does not put herself in the role of the child, and only pays attention to Guo Yifang.

He killed her to make up for the regret of not killing his biological mother.

Jian Jing said: "Think about that skirt. If it is a substitute for a child, why doesn't the child have a personal symbol, but the mother's skirt is more consistent with the child's birth age?"

Ji Feng did not answer her directly. He thought for a long time before he slowly said, "Generally speaking, a happy family is less likely to give birth to a demon, especially when the mother gives enough love. An unhappy family with a lack of maternal love is more likely to produce a murderer. Why do you suddenly have a new idea?"

Jian Jing: "Change your thinking."

"I believe it." He said, "But Mr. Jian, you have to be careful."

"Be careful about what?"

"Criminals are very cunning, especially serial killers like this. You have been on the run for so many years and have never been caught. You must be the most cunning one." Ji Feng said seriously, "If I let you go, couldn't I guess that you would be sent for treatment?"

Jian Jing was stunned: "You mean..."

"I left a message on your body, but it's not for you." He said, "It's for the police. He is provoking the police. So, what you 'know' may not be 'his'."

As soon as the words fell, there was dead silence.

Jian Jing pursed her lips, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

She always thought that she had solved the mystery and felt the edge of the future, but she forgot that the so-called future may not be the future.

Ji Feng noticed her blind spot. Why would Scar Man, such a cunning guy, return such a big clue to her

Because she is just a tool.

"I didn't want to say it at first, but it's my fault that you found out because my acting is not good enough. So just say it directly. You are not a fragile person. If I tell you, you will know what's going on."

Ji Feng's tone was calm and indifferent, which invisibly eliminated her embarrassment: "I think I have three tricks up my sleeve: the first is your hypnosis, the second is the image after hypnosis, and the third is you."

Jian Jing was silent for a moment, then sat down on the bed dejectedly: "That makes sense, continue."

He smiled, dragged a chair over and sat down, saying: "I can't tell all lies to gain your trust. You have to distinguish the traps and clues, then we can catch you."

Jian Jing glanced at him and asked: How to divide it

"Let's talk about the simple things first. During the book signing event, the surveillance camera only captured one of your hands, proving that you knew where the surveillance camera was. Then, you just casually signed for you with your scarred hand? This doesn't make sense." Ji Feng expressed his long-buried concerns.

Jian Jing thought about it carefully and it seemed to be the case.

"People's memories are focused on specific things, and the most impressive ones are always remembered first." He said, "Scars are a very obvious feature. I think this is a very obvious trap. The person himself may not have any scars."

Well-reasoned and convincing.

But Jian Jing hesitated and still didn't speak.

Ji Feng seemed to have guessed her concerns and took the initiative to say, "If you think some of the content is too private, I can make you a promise."

"You'll never tell anyone?" She laughed. "It's boring."

"It's not boring. You'll be interested." Ji Feng sighed, thought for a moment, and then said, "Your father's death is still an unsolved case. I will find out the truth sooner or later. Then, you can take revenge."

Jian Jing was indeed interested: "Your father?"

"We'll talk about it later." He avoided the question, "Deal?"

She thought about it and nodded: "I will trust you for the last time."

"Do you want to pinky promise?" Ji Feng teased.

She had a "don't be so disgusting" expression on her face.

"Then tell me."

Jian Jing organized her thoughts and told him about her dream last night.

"It was a dream, not intuition?" Ji Feng was surprised. "Were you the person involved in the dream?"

Jian Jing said: "No, it's a third person who possesses the person involved."

"A bystander's perspective?"

"correct."

"Then let's assume that this dream has meaning..."

She interrupted: "I think there must be."

"Okay, okay." Ji Feng immediately changed his tone, "Let's talk about the facts. I think there are two explanations for your anger."

"Appreciate further details."

"First, as you said, I feel sorry for my mother. She suffered so much but got no good results. She died miserably. My personality changed drastically. From then on, I believed that death was the truth. Second, on the contrary, this was an excuse I found for my mother's indifference. I used this to comfort myself that my mother abandoned me."

That makes sense.

"Now that the two conclusions are opposite, what should we do?" she asked.

Ji Feng said, "Just wait."

"Criminal profiles are just auxiliary means. They study groups rather than individuals," he explained. "Our biggest gain this time is his simulated portrait, his mother's special situation, and his age range."

Jian Jing: "Skirts were popular in the 1980s, so you should have been a child at that time. So, you were born in the late 1970s or 1980s? You are about 35-40 years old this year?"

"You, this is a clear clue." He said, "The problem between you and your mother can be easily solved once we find out your identity."

After a brief pause, he frowned again: "Actually, I'm worried about another problem now."

Ji Feng looked at Jian Jing: "We have been away from Heping City for more than a week. We have been keeping a close eye on you, so it is not difficult to detect your whereabouts. But we did not hinder our investigation. Why?"

"Maybe, you think we can't find anything." A chilly chill floated in her heart, and she said slowly, "Or maybe... there is a bigger plan."

The return to Heping City was a bit awkward.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon, too late to work and too early to go to bed. Ji Feng simply went to the vegetable market, bought some vegetables, went home, did the laundry, cooked, and tidied up the dusty corners.

When Ji Yunyun came home from school, she saw him cooking and her jaw dropped in shock: "Is it a holiday today?"

"You'll be off work tomorrow, so I'll give you a good meal today." He urged, "Come over and serve the meal quickly."

Ji Yunyun picked up the bowl swiftly.

It was a rare occasion for the brother and sister to sit together and have a good hot meal.

It is impossible for the family to have a meal without chatting.

Ji Yunyun curiously asked about the purpose of the business trip: "What case is it? You can't even take a vacation? Is it related to the person who beat you up? Has he been arrested?"

"It's the third month now, how's your review going? When's the monthly exam date?" Ji Feng asked back.

Ji Yunyun: "Not bad. There's no monthly exam on March 3rd. It's your turn."

"Children should stay out of adult affairs." Shameless adults use shameless methods.

But Ji Yunyun was not a pushover, and she snorted immediately: "You know there is no one even if you don't tell me. Recently, Uncle Li has been asking you if anyone is following you, and he even sent you to a new building. It's obvious that he's afraid of retaliation against you."

We live in a residential complex for family members. The retired security guard used to be a policeman. The dogs walking in the community might be civil servants who receive pensions.

Ji Feng glanced at his sister and did not deny: "So yes or no?"

She shook her head.

"I used a telescope to watch the school gate at school. When I came home at night and turned off the lights, I also hid behind the curtains to watch, but I didn't find anyone following me." Ji Yunyun shook her head, her ponytail swaying, looking extremely proud.

Ji Feng: “…” My dear sister.

The mouth was still scolding: "You are too sentimental."

Ji Yunyun: “Humph!!”

"Eat quickly and wash the dishes after dinner." Ji Feng urged.

Ji Yunyun: "I'll just do my homework, you wash it."

The sky is big, the earth is big, and the three lives are the greatest. The monsoon has surrendered.

However, in the gaps between doing housework, her brain started to move uncontrollably again: the scarred man did not make a second plan. Did he believe Jian Jing's Weibo, or did he change his target

Anyway, I don't believe that you will just sit there and wait for death.

As for Teacher Jian, her condition is much better than I expected, and she doesn't seem to be particularly affected.

The third perspective in the first perspective, it seems strange... However, this can explain her anger, because she has never considered the possibility that she was misled.

She must be very unhappy to be exposed like this.

Ji Feng thought about it and decided to be sensible and not appear in front of her for the next two days.