The Paris shopping mall hostage incident quickly spread around the world.
Even in this world with an extremely high crime rate, such vicious cases are rare. According to statistics, the death toll reached more than 50 and more than 100 people were injured, shocking both at home and abroad.
Jian Jing received many calls of condolence, from her tutor, Zuo Xin, screenwriter Xu, and director Huang, all of whom were concerned about whether she had been affected.
She found that she was quite popular and responded to them one by one.
Then, Ji Feng called.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
He asked back: "Are you okay?"
Jian Jing was surprised: "I didn't expect you would call me."
"Do I look like a cold-blooded animal? It's normal to care about such a big thing." He said, "Although you said you went to the show, I calculated the time and you came back a little early."
Jian Jing: "That's right."
Ji Feng: "Are you not hurt?"
"No." She paused and lowered her voice. "Let me ask you a question. Have you ever killed anyone?"
The breathing on the other end of the phone stagnated for a moment. After a while, the noise faded away, and he seemed to have gone to a secluded place: "Teacher Jian, many things are over, don't think too much about it."
Jian Jing jumped off the bed, tiptoed to close the door, and whispered, "I haven't said anything yet."
"I didn't say anything about you." He sneered, "That's right, people shouldn't be too philosophical and think about things that are irrelevant. Those who deserve to die are dead."
She sighed and hesitated to speak.
"Jingjing." Someone called her from outside the door, "Have a midnight snack."
"Coming." She responded and ended the chat. "It's okay. I gained a few pounds. I'm hanging up now."
Ji Feng said, "You're not at home?"
"I'm staying at Mr. Kang's house today." She said, "What's the matter?"
"Come to the police station when you have time. If you have anything to say, tell me." Ji Feng said crisply, "Bye."
The phone is disconnected.
Jian Jing frowned, unable to think of anything, so she just put down the phone, put on her slippers and went out. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled a strong smell of crayfish.
She: "Brother Yingjie bought today's midnight snack, right?"
"Bingo!" Si Yingjie opened the package and took out a large plate of skewers. "Come and eat. Auntie, do you want to eat some too?"
How could Kang Shexi feel at ease staying away when his son was involved in a terrorist incident? He came back a few days ago, saying that he was checking on the situation of a company, but in fact he was helping his son reduce the burden and let him have some rest.
"I won't eat it." Kang She said in a health-conscious manner, holding a glass of red wine, "It's not good for the skin."
"Auntie is very young, almost the same age as my sister." Si Yingjie didn't want to go home, so he stayed at Kang's house, acting like a guest and a host, more like a biological son than Kang Mucheng. "Just have a bite to eat."
Kang She, who had just finished a bowl of white fungus, lily and bird's nest, reluctantly refused the second midnight snack.
"You young people can eat it." She also had to steam her face and apply a facial mask, so she was very busy.
The one who really didn't want to participate was Kang Mucheng. He said, "You're eating midnight snacks every night. You're ruining Jingjing's eating habits."
Jian Jing, who had already started peeling crayfish: "..."
"You talk too much nonsense. Eat if you want or not." Si Yingjie didn't like him and opened a can of beer. "Xiao Jingjing, cheers!"
"Cheers." After taking a sip of cool beer, Jian Jing started to peel the crayfish flexibly.
Ah, I never expected that the effect of the first addition would be to use it for a midnight snack.
The two of them were in high spirits, and Kang Mucheng didn't want to spoil their fun, so he could only sit and accompany them. He didn't like these, so he took a bottle of beer and drank it slowly. Although the beer was cold, his heart was warm.
Contrary to her usual practice, her mother stayed at home, so Jian Jing and Si Yingjie added a new midnight snack activity. All of this was just to keep him company.
At first, he felt extremely uncomfortable. He was already over thirty years old and did not need such meticulous care, especially since he was not hurt. He always felt that it was an exaggeration.
However, when he woke up late at night and was still drunk, he could often hear gunshots in the darkness.
That's all an illusion.
Those are all dark clouds.
It turns out that harm never discriminates by age.
He couldn't help but think of Jian Jing and the months she had disappeared.
In just a few hours, an indelible shadow was left in his life.
So, what about her
Kang Mucheng finally realized that his concern for her was not enough. Good food, clothing, shelter and transportation could only heal the wounds on the surface. The scars deep in her heart remained there for years and no one could see the situation.
She chose to end it silently when he wasn't paying attention.
Thinking of this, his heart seemed to be tightened by an invisible force, making it difficult for him to breathe. And what came up with it was the joy of regaining what he had lost, and a strong sense of fear.
Fortunately, she came back alive.
Fortunately, there is still time to make amends.
As he thought about it, he suddenly realized something: it had been a few days since the hostage incident, and she had accompanied him and comforted him, but she had never revealed her fear.
My heart suddenly felt empty.
The Public Security Bureau is still the same as before, with cars parked randomly and the parking spaces are too small to fit in.
Jian Jing was honest and blunt, and directly called out Ji Feng: "Please help me park the car!" He came and was still picky, "Can you guys please manage it here and park in an orderly manner to save the people."
Ji Feng: "Teacher Jian, is it difficult to admit that your parking skills are poor?"
"Who has poor skills?" She sneered.
Ji Feng said perfunctorily: "My skills are poor, I am bad, okay." He parked the car, asked the security guard not to let anyone block the exit, and then took her in. "It's early in the morning, I just caught up on some sleep and you called me out to be your driver, and you're so fierce."
Jian Jing didn't care about him complaining: "What's the matter? Tell me."
"The serial murderer of the rape and corpse murder case we talked about last time has been caught," he said, "but he has never met that person. All the contacts were through the Internet, and the IP address was transferred several times, so it can't be traced."
Jian Jing's heart sank back into the pond again: "I thought there was some news."
"Doesn't what happened just now count?" Ji Feng asked back.
She glanced at it and asked, "Does it count?"
Ji Feng looked at her and smiled: "Okay, that doesn't count, let's talk about the matter." He flipped through the documents at his desk and found a document, "Take a look."
He dragged his chair over and said, "Sit down and take your time to watch. I'll go buy breakfast."
No response.
When I looked down, I saw that she was already reading intently.
This is the DNA comparison report of the scar man.
Previously, he was angry about the meaning of "Rose Gold" and attacked Ji Feng, leaving him in the hospital for more than a week. But Ji Feng was not polite, you shot me, I shot you back, although I failed to kill the scar man, but he suffered external injuries, and a few drops of blood were left at the scene.
He sent this precious DNA sample and asked for comparison with the DNA in the database.
The DNA in the library basically comes from two sources: one is left by the parents of missing children, and the other is samples collected from criminals.
Whether you can check out a result depends on luck.
Jian Jing was lucky enough to find a related result.
Omitting the professional description in the report, the conclusion is as follows: Because of the genetic characteristics of the Y chromosome, it can be determined that the suspect Xue Jun who provided the DNA is related to the owner of the sample.
In other words, as long as we check all of Xue Jun's paternal relatives one by one, we can find out the true identity of the scarred man.
At least initially.
Ji Feng stayed up all night and pulled out a list of all the men of the right age. After eliminating those whose parents were both male, there were still three left.
Whether any of them is the Scar Man remains to be investigated.
"Have you finished reading?" The aroma of meat buns wafted by.
Jian Jing closed the report and went straight to the point: "When?"
Ji Feng: “What?”
"Hello."
"Are you stupid? We already have your identity information. We can just ask the local police to help investigate." Ji Feng finished the big meat bun in no time and said vaguely, "Wait. I told you in advance because I was afraid you would worry about me."
I'm still nervous after the last time I went out, so it would be best if I could avoid going on a business trip.
Jian Jing nodded happily: "Okay, how long do I have to wait?"
Ji Feng asked tentatively, "Seventy, eighty, ninety days?"
she:"… "
"You push me, you push me." He assured hastily.
Jian Jing was about to say something when someone came out of the interrogation room and called him, "Ji Feng, the suspect has spoken, are you coming?"
"Right away." He said quickly, "I have something to do. I won't send you off."
Jane is still “…”.
Ji Feng looked at her, paused again, stuffed the remaining buns into her mouth, and whispered, "It's no big deal. Don't worry about people who are not worth it. Eat and drink as you should."
She was very upset: "Thank you, I've eaten."
"Then give it back to me." He stuffed the vegetable bun into his mouth and quickly ran to the interrogation room. The moment he pushed open the door, he swallowed it all. "You're willing to talk, right? That's right. Come on, come on, let's have breakfast after the conversation."
Jian Jing calculated with her fingers and found that she finished a bun in three seconds without choking. That was quite impressive.
Is this a basic skill for office workers
Fortunately, she doesn't have to go to work.
Freelancing is real.
I was lost in thought and turned around to look, when I suddenly saw a middle-aged man standing next to me.
"Teacher Jian?" Officer Gao asked with a smile, "How come you are free to come here today? Are you looking for Ji Feng? He is working overtime again, right? It's okay, I will replace him. You can go have a meal and talk slowly."
Jian Jing was confused by his enthusiasm and smiled politely: "Thank you, I'm done, I won't disturb you from working, goodbye."
"... All right, come again next time. Uh, I mean, if you want to switch shifts, you're welcome." Officer Gao wanted to repay her for her kindness in the park, so he generously agreed.
Jian Jing was completely confused, but she didn't ask any more questions. She just smiled and nodded and left.
Officer Gao watched her leave, then turned around and asked his colleague who was pretending to be asleep, "How long have you been here?"
"Ten minutes." The colleague who was sleeping on the table gossiped excitedly, "Ji Feng is not good enough. When can't we read the confession? He didn't even chat with the girls for a while. No wonder Sister Wang said that if he introduces a girl to someone, nine and a half times out of ten he will fail."
Officer Gao thought about it for a moment and said, "That shouldn't be the case. Did he do it on purpose?"
A colleague was heartbroken: "Did he do it on purpose? What's his purpose? Sister Wang, Sister Liu, and Sister Zhang are all very partial. The girls they introduced were all very picky. They were either from the same system as us or were technical professionals. There are only a few girls in our sister company!"
Officer Gao didn't respond.
At twelve o'clock, the confession was recorded, and the suspect signed and admitted his guilt.
Ji Feng handed in the documents and went to the cafeteria to have lunch, feeling relaxed.
"Here." Officer Gao asked him to sit together.
As soon as Ji Feng sat down, he said, "The case is closed. He is quite capable. He has been running for so long."
"It's fine as long as it's over." Officer Gao bit his chopsticks and asked him, "Hey, Teacher Jian came this morning. You knew I was coming soon, so why didn't you chat for a while? It's just a confession. Can't it be done without you?"
Ji Feng said: "Now that we're done, of course we'll get to work."
Officer Gao chuckled: "Sister Zhang asked if you are on duty tomorrow night. If you are not on duty, I will arrange a meal for you."
Ji Feng sighed, "Lao Gao, you said that my salary is not high, I don't have many holidays, and I have a sister who is a burden, why do the elder sisters always pick on me and kiss me?"
Officer Gao asked back: "You've done this more than ten times. Do you really not like any of them, or are you doing it on purpose?"
"If there is no fate, then there is no fate." Ji Feng was definitely fooling Gao Xiao.
"Oh." Officer Gao showed his spirit of research and asked, "What about Teacher Jian?"
Ji Feng said, "What's the connection with Teacher Jian? It's nonsense."
"Feeling guilty?" Officer Gao looked at him. "Is it so difficult to tell the truth?"
Ji Feng said confidently: "How come what I said is not true? Where is the evidence? If you don't have any evidence, don't talk nonsense."
Officer Gao was furious: "You little bastard, be careful what Sister Zhang says. You deliberately humiliated her by changing your shift to avoid her dinner parties three times!"
Ji Feng: "Then I'll tell my sister-in-law that you hid your private money under the car seat."
Officer Gao: “Fuck!”