Wang Shi, whose real name is Yan Shi, was born in 1985. His father, Yan Dong, was a skilled worker in a factory. His mother, Wang Lingfang, had been seriously ill for many years. His father was overwhelmed and left the mother and son behind without a trace.
Wang Lingfang returned to her hometown to recuperate. After Wang Shi finished junior high school, he was admitted to a technical secondary school—at that time, this was a school that only top students could enter. He studied health, but after graduation, the state cancelled the benefits of guaranteed employment, so he did not get a job in any unit and has not been heard from since.
This file was placed on the desk long before Jiang Baiyan gave away Wang Shi.
But at that time, everyone tended to believe that this identity was real, but the real Wang Shi had died, and the identity information fell into the hands of the suspect and became a fake ID for him.
The photos also support this speculation.
In the technical secondary school files, Wang Shi's face and the simulated portrait were only about 50% to 60% similar.
At that time, Aunt Wang said confidently: "He has a mole on his nose, right on the bridge of his nose, very obvious, thick eyebrows, a round face, and a kind-hearted person."
But the boy in the photo had thin eyebrows, pale lips, very thin cheeks, and no mole on his nose.
Ji Feng compared the two faces for a long time, picked up the photos, and went straight to the interrogation room.
"Does the person in the photo look like Wang Shi?" He lowered his voice and asked hurriedly, "Think about it carefully and compare the human skeleton."
Jiang Baiyan climbed up from the makeshift nap bed, pounded his waist, studied it for a while, and said, "It's not like that. Doctor Wang's face is very soft. I guess he may have had his bones cut and his chin padded."
Ji Feng sensed something was wrong: "Do you think he had plastic surgery? Is it obvious?"
"Not obvious, he did a pretty good job." Jiang Baiyan yawned and said, "But I've seen him before."
Ji Feng suddenly became serious: "What's going on? You never told me that before."
"It's a private matter." Jiang Baiyan's brows were dark. "I saw him near Jingjing's house during the summer vacation of 2014. We talked a few words. But no one would remember such a thing for so many years, right? I had forgotten it a long time ago and didn't recognize him. It wasn't until she told me that this man was the murderer of her parents that I remembered it."
Ji Feng cursed him in his heart.
Jiang Baiyan also felt wronged: "Didn't you already know that Wang Shi was him?"
"Does the person in your memory look like this photo?" Ji Feng pushed the file photo over.
Jiang Baiyan lowered his head and recalled carefully. After a while, he said uncertainly: "There is no mole, and the proportions of the face have changed a little. The similarity is about 70% to 80%. "
Ji Feng frowned.
Indeed, it is normal for teenagers to have changes in their appearance during their developmental period, and it cannot prove that Wang Shi is the suspect.
But he still insisted on his judgment. Apart from the appearance, there were two amazing coincidences in Wang Shi.
In the Zeng family case in 2009, he rashly alerted his neighbor and suggested that she kill her alcoholic husband.
That neighbor’s surname is also Wang.
In the Guo Yifang case in 2012, there was also a character "Fang" in Guo Yifang's name.
Wang Lingfang.
Once or twice is a coincidence, but when so many coincidences are put together, the suspicion rate is as high as 80%.
Ji Feng said to himself: "Let's take a gamble."
He grabbed the photo and went straight to the team's office, where he sorted out the entire plan in a matter of steps.
First of all, the focus of the investigation was the kidnapping case, which was the six-hour ceremony. However, in the process, the suspect repeatedly played tricks and laid countless interference items, which not only increased the workload but also made everyone dizzy and dared not believe the clues in front of them.
This was exactly his purpose - to make the police doubt the authenticity of the clues.
In this way, he can cleverly hide the truly important clues.
That is: the serial rape and corpse case that injured him.
Let’s review this case: the murderer is a retired athlete and a necrophiliac. He often watched bizarre videos on the Internet. He accidentally met a "teacher" who understood and guided him in committing crimes. He then began to hunt single women, filmed the process into videos, and uploaded them to secret chat rooms to gain wealth and attention.
Because of the extremely bad impact, the police quickly found the criminal, but during the pursuit, Ji Feng was accidentally injured by the second person who suddenly appeared.
The man rescued the murderer, which made the murderer extremely grateful and loyal to him. This directly led to him completing the "teacher's" instructions - installing a bug in the police station without regrets after being arrested by the police.
It doesn't matter if you say it's like digging up trouble or it's just a dark matter, it works anyway.
After inspection, there was one in Ji Feng's car, one in the interrogation room, and one in the men's restroom.
We all got scolded by our leader, but luckily it was a disgrace in our own home, otherwise we would all be in trouble.
In addition to arranging for the murderers to install eavesdropping devices, he also used DNA to trick them with a drug addict, making them believe that he had protected his true identity very well.
Kill birds with one stone.
Let’s talk about Jiang Baiyan.
Wang Shi took over Jiang Baiyan's psychological consultation only half a year ago. Before that, he was doing the psychological counseling that was customary in the industry. The doctor was a woman, and she transferred the patient to Wang Shi because she was going abroad for training.
Since they have met before, I'm afraid Wang Shixun has already set his eyes on Jiang Baiyan.
Perhaps, he initially just wanted to use the "friendship" between Jiang Baiyan and Jian Jing to facilitate surveillance. But when he saw "Rose Gold", he came up with another plan.
He wanted to take Jian Jing away and make Jiang Baiyan the scapegoat.
It is easy for a psychologist to use psychological suggestion.
Jiang Baiyan did what he wanted, betrayed Jian Jing, and told her all his plans. Therefore, Wang Shi calmly arranged and used the cover of a big star to complete the kidnapping.
Then, they used his vehicle to frame him and planted a lot of evidence in his home.
The police went to Jiang's home to investigate and found anonymous records of anesthetic purchases and a security deployment map for the venue. Of course, in order to keep track of the situation, fans included eavesdropping devices in the gifts they gave him.
The behavior of the illegitimate fans is crazy, and even if they are discovered, they cannot prove Jiang Baiyan's innocence.
Looking back on the entire process, Ji Feng had to admit that the other party's plan was careful and meticulous, with almost no flaws.
Why is it “乎”
Because Wang Shi overlooked the most important point.
Jane Jing herself.
She took the initiative, set the time and place, and "incited" Jiang Baiyan to rebel.
Everyone followed the script and performed a play for the suspect, making him think that Jian Jing was already a mermaid on the chopping board.
However, there are many kinds of mermaids.
Like the mermaid in "Pirates of the Caribbean"... Well, I don't know what's going on with Teacher Jian. In fact, even without evidence, we can still prosecute for kidnapping. If we investigate slowly, we will eventually find some clues.
She must not force herself.
Ji Feng prayed silently, raised his hand, and knocked on the door of the brigade's office.
Jian Jing's situation is quite delicate.
Hypnosis is extremely dangerous, and the system has restricted her to only fight back in kind, not to attack proactively. This led to an unexpected result.
Wang Shi and she were evenly matched, neither of them won, neither of them lost, and both of their consciousnesses were trapped.
Moreover, what Jian Jing got was a defense card, not an awareness card or a skill card. She still knew nothing about hypnosis and didn't know how to end it.
Wang Shi discovered this.
"You see." He smiled, "Even if you peek into my secret, you can't take it away."
Jian Jing was not in a hurry and asked back: "Then why are you still standing there? Go on."
"Why don't you get out?" His eyes flickered, his heart was deep, "I'm unconscious now, as long as you leave here, you will have a chance to escape."
The two looked at each other, and knew what was going on.
Jian Jing was unable to break free from hypnosis, and he knew her situation was special, so he did not dare to deepen the hypnosis.
"You are cautious," she said, "but if we continue like this, we will all starve to death."
A faint smile appeared on Wang Shi's face: "This is exactly what I hope for: death is everyone's destination. It can be called happiness to have you accompany me."
Jian Jing only believed half of this.
Those who worship death, who do not die themselves but kill others, are not truly devoted to death. Otherwise, why is he still alive when he has had so many opportunities to die over the years
But she knew very well that people like him had psychological problems and might really do something that would result in their own death.
She thought about it and asked curiously, "Doesn't happiness make people linger?"
"Happiness is just a lie, what is there to be nostalgic about?" he said calmly.
Jian Jing said: "If you could go back to the past, back to when your mother was still alive..."
Wang Shi said to her: "I will kill her so that she doesn't have to go through the pain anymore and can leave easily."
"So, you killed Guo Yifang?" she asked.
Wang Shi looked up and briefly recalled the woman, but found that he could no longer remember what she looked like. After he personally ended her life, she faded from his life.
"Yes, she will be happiest when it ends at that time." When he said this, a very gentle expression appeared on his face.
Jian Jing said coldly: "Believe me, Guo Yifang will not thank you."
"How can you be sure?" he said, "The dead can't speak, and no one knows the answer."
She smiled, with a strange look on her face, as if she saw her prey finally fall into a trap: "How do you know that the dead can't speak?"
Wang Shi raised his eyebrows.
"Look." Jian Jing pointed to the door, "Who's here?"
The scene was constructed, the walls closed, the ceiling covered, and the Tiffany chandelier pieced together a colorful glass flower. The warm light shone down, revealing a large solid wood table and a shelf against the wall.
Books appeared out of nowhere and were listed on the shelves.
"White Cat Detective", "Hide and Seek", "Devil Doctor".
The wind blew the white gauze curtains, and the aroma of coffee wafted in the air. Vanilla ice cream appeared on the table, with espresso poured on it, which was sweet and pleasant.
Ding Dong, Ding Dong, the wind chimes hanging by the window swayed, and the sound of the bells was crisp.
There was a sound of the lock tongue turning on the door.
With a creak, the door of the room opened.
A girl slowly walked in. She was wearing comfortable white and pink striped home clothes, black shoulder-length hair, a thin figure, and dark circles under her eyes were particularly obvious on her pale face.
"Nice to meet you." She said softly, raising her head, "I'm Jian Jing."
Wang Shi’s expression suddenly froze.
He looked at Jian Jing in her wedding dress, then at Jian Jing in her home clothes, and suddenly realized: "Split personality?"
Neither of the two Jian Jings answered his question.
Xiao Jianjing said: "You didn't die, but I did. So, I can tell you that death is painful and terrible. I regret it and I want to live."
She walked slowly into the room, her voice as light as flying smoke: "During that time, everyone was scolding me. The praises I received before were like a dream, disappearing in the blink of an eye. I couldn't help but wonder if what you said was right. There is no meaning in living, and happiness is an illusion."
Wang Shi barely stood still: "Did I say something wrong?"
"I thought about it a lot, and slowly I began to believe it." The thin girl raised her head, the veins on her neck were blue, fragile yet tough, "I've decided to die."