Winter nights are extremely cold, with chilly winds that are like steel needles that can penetrate the skin and get into the bones, freezing the blood into ice chips.
Ji Feng was sitting in the car, and the air conditioner couldn't be turned on all the time, so he had to wrap himself in a blanket and close his eyes to rest.
A few days ago, his cell phone broke. Although he bought a new one as soon as possible at a nearby store, he had to give up because he was in a hurry and had no time to wait for the business hall to open to apply for a new card.
But Yunyun went to the capital to study at university. She had to call him every week. If she couldn't get through for two days in a row, she would definitely be worried. She didn't have anyone to ask. Lao Gao was one, but he wouldn't tell the truth. She would most likely ask Teacher Jian.
Teacher Jian... Teacher Jian is? She has a bit of a bad temper.
If there is a suitable reason, she doesn't mind taking the initiative to chat with you. If not, you won't look for me and I won't look for you. Do you think you are great
A true princess with a temper.
But she has the capital to be so arrogant? Money.
Not to mention that she is interested, even if she has a look of keeping strangers away, there are still many men willing to surround her and beg her to give them a chance to chat.
There is no way, society is so realistic. Pretty girls will have no shortage of suitors, and if they are pretty and rich, it will be even more incredible, seven out of ten men will be tempted.
The remaining three claim that they are not superficial people. A beautiful appearance is of course good, but it is better to have inner beauty.
What about Teacher Jian? She is honest, kind, smart, brave... It would be an understatement to say that she has inner beauty. Her soul is shining.
So in a nutshell, whether you are vulgar and lustful, or you are very self-righteous and picky, the result is the same.
Distracted.
According to Teacher Jian's personality, she would definitely want to know everything when Yunyun called. Lao Gao didn't dare to fool her, and might even reveal a few words.
As long as he went to the office, he believed that Teacher Jane would be able to find the key.
After getting the key, she would inevitably curse him a hundred times, and then run to find the lock. If she remembered the school, it would not be difficult to find the things, but if she didn't remember this matter... it would be better not to get involved.
Ji Feng couldn't tell whether he hoped she would find it or not.
To be honest, his father's affairs were very delicate.
If the murderer was a villain, his sacrifice would not be so unacceptable. Especially after becoming a policeman, Ji Feng was always prepared for the day when he could not come back.
His father must have thought of this day.
But is Zhang Peiru a vicious and evil person
no?.
In 2007, Ji Feng was already in high school, and he even remembered his father mentioning this case.
Ji Liming was full of sympathy for Zhang Peiru, and it was extremely sad to talk about it.
"In March, she came every day, without missing a day. She came to see me, Lao Tan, and Lao Huang. In April, when the leaders came to inspect, she knelt down as soon as they got out of the car, saying 'it's unfair' all the time, and swore to heaven that Wu Honglin would never kill anyone, and asked us to continue investigating and prove her husband's innocence."
His daughter was still young and his wife had passed away. Ji Liming felt very upset and could only talk to his precocious son.
He said, "Xiao Feng, I'm unsure, do you know that?"
At that time, Ji Feng was still a jerk. He immediately asked his father: "Is Wu Honglin the murderer?"
Ji Liming asked back: "If it wasn't him, then who could it be? It's impossible for a person to die on his own, and it's impossible for the murderer to die after committing the crime, right?"
Ji Feng: "Maybe the fifth case is a copycat crime."
Ji Liming shook his head: "It's unlikely. The body was dumped in the same way, with the same model of diesel, and the victim was a female of about the same age."
Ji Feng: "What do you doubt?"
Ji Liming: "Motive. You say it's for money, truck drivers don't make much, but if he wants to commit a crime, why would he go back to Heping City? If he does a job and runs away, who can find him? But if he wants people..."
He shook his head and said, "The relationship between him and his wife doesn't seem fake."
"You want to overturn the verdict?" Ji Feng asked casually, "Even if you want to do it, I guess they won't allow it."
An unsolved murder case is not a good thing for KPI. Back in 2003, all the police officers in charge of the case, regardless of their rank, were trained like "grandsons". But they couldn't solve the case. They just couldn't solve it. The whole team was punished and there was nothing they could do.
This time we finally got some clues and made an arrest. Although the sudden death was too unexpected, we need to overturn the case. Don’t worry about what your colleagues and leaders think. Do you have evidence
If you want to overturn the verdict without any new evidence, then you must be mentally ill.
Ji Liming? He just sighed at home and went back to doing what he had to do. There was more than one case, and there were other cases waiting in line.
However, many years later, Ji Feng still regretted it when he thought about it.
Even if the investigation could not be reopened, if Ji Liming had been able to reveal a little bit about Wu Honglin's wife, he would not have been stabbed to death in the street.
What's the big deal about being killed with a knife by a skinny woman
Is it the frustration of being retaliated against, or is it the retribution for wrongly accusing a good person
As a son, what could Ji Feng do? The prisoner was subdued on the spot, and the court sentenced her. She also accepted the punishment and served more than ten years in prison.
As a policeman who studied and understood the law, he couldn't possibly be like the murderer and seek revenge, right
But it was impossible to swallow this anger.
Ji Feng thought that the only thing he could do for his father was to find out the truth. If it was Wu Honglin, he could tell Zhang Peiru openly that you killed my father by mistake and he was not wrong.
If not... it would be up to him, the son, to find out the truth for his father and complete what he had not done.
But?, the case is not that easy to investigate.
Although there are some news reports on the Internet, they have hidden key clues. To restore the original case, we must access the case files from that year and examine the few physical evidences.
This can only be done after becoming a policeman.
In the third month after Ji Feng's internship, he was transferred to the police station because of his outstanding performance in handling cases. He first stayed in the public security brigade for half a year, and then was transferred to the criminal investigation department, where he stayed for so many years.
He pieced things together and slowly came into contact with the people and events of that year, but found that the case was more difficult than he thought.
First of all, there is too little physical evidence.
The bodies were burned, and all traces of the murderer were burned away, making it difficult to determine whether they had been sexually assaulted. For the bodies of Wang Zihui and Li Xiaonuan, they were relatively intact, but they wore condoms so that no semen would be left behind. The hair that might have fallen off might have been burned, and no trace could be found.
Then, there are three more victims whose identities remain unknown.
In a serial murder case, the first victim is crucial. In the case of the ice-snow corpse, the murderer went to great lengths to change the order in which the corpses appeared in order to conceal his relationship with his wife.
The first three victims were burned beyond recognition and their identities could not be determined. When compared with the reported missing cases, no matches were found. To this day, they are still the unidentified female corpses No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3.
Finally, who is the murderer in the case of Li Xiaonuan
This is the most important breakthrough and also the key to locking down Wu Honglin.
He copied all the confessions home and read them when he had nothing to do, but nothing came of it. So later, he changed his method and stopped focusing on the original records and started looking for new evidence himself.
If a question is missing, no matter how hard you try, there will be no answer. Anyone can do a novel-style reasoning like Mr. Jian's, right
Teacher Jian... Teacher Jian should have received her things by now, right
What will she do
Needless to say, it must be? Going to find Zhang Peiru. Ji Feng thought, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but slightly raised.
Jian Jing read the verdict and thought Zhang Peiru was still in prison, but when she called, she was told that she had been released. It had only been more than half a month.
This is going to be a difficult situation.
Jian Jing thought about it and decided to try her luck in Anju Community. This was where Wu Honglin and Zhang Peiru lived back then. Ten years had passed in the blink of an eye, and the originally dilapidated community looked even more dilapidated and old.
The building was dim, with bicycles, cars and electric bikes parked in a mess. The old man guarding the gate closed his eyes and listened to Peking Opera on the radio, ignoring the people coming in and out.
It's so chaotic? It's probably no use asking the property management.
Jian Jing had no choice but to walk into a real estate agency on the roadside and pretend to look at a house. The agent was very enthusiastic and said that he had several rental houses and could rent any one she wanted.
"Let me take a look first." She pointed to the Anju community, "Is there any vacant house here?"
"Yes, yes." The young man took the key and took her there.
On the way, Jian Jing finally said her intention: "Do you have any rental houses in this community?"
"Yes, this is the piece our company is working on."
Jian Jing took out two RMB notes and said, "I want to know if there is a middle-aged woman around 50 years old, surnamed Zhang, who has rented a house here recently?"
The young man was stunned.
"She might prefer Building 4." She added three more and used the Trust Card. "Is there?"
The agent rubbed his hands and said without asking her what her purpose was, "What a coincidence! I actually know that half a month ago I received an aunt who specifically asked for the east side of the 3rd floor of Building 4, but it had been rented out long ago. There was only one vacant room on the 6th floor with the same orientation, so she rented that room. Her surname is Zhang."
Jian Jing handed him the money.
"Miss, I don't want money. Let's add each other on WeChat and be friends." said the intermediary.
Jian Jing opened WeChat and asked him to scan the code.
The agent said happily and left happily.
Jian Jing: It’s not my number anyway.
There was no elevator in the old neighborhood, so she climbed to the sixth floor. When she knocked on the door, she was still worried that no one was at home.
Who wants to open it with just one knock
"Who is it?" The person who answered the door was an old lady. She should be around 50 years old, but she looked like she was over 60, with very white hair.
But she was a neatly dressed, clean, slim and agile woman.
Jian Jing smiled and said, "Excuse me, is this Ms. Zhang Peiru?"
"Are you from your community?" Zhang Peiru's attitude was neither difficult to judge nor too bad.
Jian Jing said: "Can I come in?"
She was a young girl, so Zhang Peiru was not wary and stepped aside to let her in.
Jian Jing looked around. The house was simple and almost empty. There was only a small pot in the kitchen, cooking a handful of white noodles and blanching two small green vegetables.
"Let me introduce myself. I'm a writer who specializes in writing crime and mystery stories." Jian Jing thought of an excuse. "I'm also very interested in some real-life cases and like to investigate the details and hidden stories behind them."
Zhang Peiru frowned and said stiffly: "Then you found the wrong person?"
Jian Jing smiled and said, "Please listen to me. I am not interested in your case, but the serial murder case your husband was involved in has not yet been concluded."
After a pause, he went straight to the point, "Ms. Zhang, I don't think your husband is the murderer. I want to investigate this case."
Zhang Peiru was stunned.
She was a little defensive, a little bit unbelieving, and a little bit apprehensive: "Really?"
Jian Jing pretended to be a young lady, nodded modestly, and said to herself: "Of course, I won't disturb your peace for nothing. I am willing to pay you a reward. Please name a price."