The Novelist Forced to Become Famous

Chapter 415: Return

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Can't understand.

It is really too dangerous for ordinary people to live in such a place. No wonder the system thinks she is not suitable.

Yes Dad, she can't.

"Ding Dong", the phone made a notification sound.

Jian Jing picked it up and saw that it was a message from an unfamiliar number: [I heard that Miss Jian has been discharged from the hospital. Please come and take a statement as soon as possible.]

Attached is the address of a criminal investigation detachment.

Only then did she remember what she had promised.

Today is Wednesday. If I take two more days off, I can have the weekend holiday. I'd better go to class next week.

Jian Jing input the address and searched the distance. It was about a twenty-minute drive, and since she had nothing else to do, she decided to fulfill her duty as a good citizen.

She drove over and arrived at about ten o'clock.

There were many cars parked in front of the Public Security Bureau, and she had to work hard to find a parking space. But the cars on both sides were parked very capriciously, leaving very little space, and she couldn't back up after a long time.

"Who parked this crappy car?" She was so angry that she wanted to ram it with her car.

"Stop, stop, stop. You can't get in like this," the man standing outside the side door smoking couldn't stand it anymore and walked over while asking, "Hey, Miss Jane?"

Ji Feng bit his cigarette butt and smiled: "So it's you, come down, I'll stop for you."

His tone was very polite and his expression was very friendly. Jian Jing hesitated for a moment, unbuckled her seat belt and got off: "Thank you for your help."

"It's okay. This is my colleague's car. He must have been in a hurry, so he parked it casually." Ji Feng got in the car, reversed the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and accurately squeezed her car into the narrow parking space.

However, when he opened the door to get out... he couldn't squeeze out.

Ji Feng paused awkwardly for a few seconds, then finally drove the car out again and parked it directly on the other side where there were no parking spaces marked: "Park here first, and ask those two grandsons to move the car later."

He came down as if nothing had happened and waved to her: "Come on, since we've met, just take the statement."

Jian Jing paused slightly and kept a certain distance from him before catching up - for some reason, she always felt that Ji Feng's attitude towards her was too warm, which was inconsistent with the temperament he displayed.

But as long as she has not done anything wrong, she has nothing to fear from ghosts knocking on her door. Although she was cautious, she was not afraid.

Ji Feng led her into a quiet interrogation room, poured her a glass of water, and asked a female police officer to accompany her. Then he said, "I called you here today to verify what happened in the emergency room the night before. I hope you can answer truthfully and don't conceal or perjure yourself, otherwise you will be held legally responsible."

Jian Jing nodded: "Okay."

Ji Feng: "The day before yesterday, that is, on the evening of June 10th, when did you arrive at the emergency room?"

Jian Jing: "A little after eight or nine in the evening. I didn't pay attention to the exact time."

Monsoon: "You were hospitalized for carbon monoxide poisoning. Why did you go to the emergency room?"

Jian Jing: "There was no hot water in the supermarket, and the boss lady suggested that I go to the emergency room to get some."

Ji Feng: "But the case happened around 9:30 pm. Why did you stay there for so long?"

Jian Jing didn't expect Ji Feng to notice this. She was a little surprised. She thought he would directly ask about the cause and effect of the incident.

Subconsciously, she avoided the question: "A little personal matter."

Monsoon was still very friendly, as if chatting with a friend: "Would you like to talk?"

"The officer is interested in this?" she asked, already showing her defensiveness.

Such a response undoubtedly made Ji Feng even more suspicious. But he didn't reveal anything and said, "This is just a necessary verification, not an attempt to pry into your privacy. Please answer truthfully."

His tone did not become aggressive, but his relentless gaze was enough to create pressure.

Jane was silent for a moment, realized her mistake, and immediately made amends: "I'm... observing the people in the emergency room."

Ji Feng relied on his experience and intuition to determine that this was the truth, and couldn't help but be curious: "Why?"

"To collect materials." The truth is of course for the key lies. Jian Jing calmed down and said with a smile, "The protagonist of my new book is a doctor. I may write about some first aid scenes next. So since I'm here, I might as well pay attention to it. It's not that I have any special hobbies."

The last sentence goes back and explains the reason for the previous avoidance.

However, in front of the police, adding unnecessary details is a huge flaw. Ji Feng felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find any problems logically, so he put it aside for the time being and continued to ask: "Why did you notice the murderer?"

"He was very strange." When it came to telling the truth, Jian Jing's tone unconsciously became relaxed. "He looked like he had a terrible stomachache, but he acted so hard that I felt like he was acting in a play, so I paid more attention to him. It was also a coincidence that I saw the reflection of a knife under his bag."

Ji Feng looked at her and said, "Did you hit him because of this? Sorry, I'm not questioning your actions. I'm just a little curious. Ordinary people wouldn't dare to do anything just because of this doubt. I'm surprised by your decisiveness."

Jian Jing straightened her back slightly, her eyes fixed on Ji Feng behind the table. Before coming here today, she thought that taking a statement was just a formality, just to assist the police, she never expected that she would have to endure such an interrogation.

The man in front of her is so scary. Did she reveal so many abnormalities

For a moment, the only sound in the quiet interrogation room was the policewoman typing.

"Although there is a 90% chance that I made a mistake in judgment and accidentally injured someone, there is also a 10% chance that I saved a life." After a long while, Jian Jing said, "I think it's worth a try. Even if I'm wrong, I just have to pay that person money and apologize. It won't cost me jail time, right?"

Ji Feng looked at her steadily and smiled suddenly: "Okay, I understand."

He did not ask any more questions. He verified the process of stopping the murderer as usual, and finally pointed out another mystery unintentionally: "What did you use to subdue the prisoner?"

"Anti-wolf spray." Jian Jing answered cautiously.

"Anti-wolf spray with anesthetic effect?" Ji Feng said in a joking tone, "It works better than the ones used by the police."

Jian Jing said: "A friend gave it to me."

He raised his eyes and stared at her for a few seconds, then nodded: "Are you sure that what you said above is true?"

"Yes."

Ji Feng signaled the female police officer to print out the transcript for her to review: "Read it once, and if you think there is no problem, sign at the end."

Jian Jing quickly read through it and signed her name.

"Are you done?" She didn't want to stay any longer.

"Okay, please make the trip, Miss Jane." Ji Feng extended his hand politely.

Jian Jing hesitated, then reluctantly shook hands with him. At the same time, her observation skills came into play, and she noticed that there were many thin calluses on Ji Feng's palms, especially around the base of his palms. His grip was very strong, and even though it was a polite handshake, she was completely unable to pull away after he grabbed her.

"Well, there's one more thing," he said suddenly.

Jian Jing pulled her hand back instantly and glanced at his face with suspicion.

Ji Feng smiled, like a shrewd fox: "It's a private matter. I have a sister who is a loyal reader of Miss Jian, so I asked for her autograph. I don't know if it's convenient."

The request was reasonable and the refusal was too strange, so Jian Jing nodded: "Okay."

"Please wait a moment." Ji Feng went out for half a minute and came back with a newly published "Devil Doctor". "Thank you for your help."

Jian Jing turned the page and asked, "Whose name is it?"

Ji Feng cleared his throat and said, "Ji Yunyun, just write, well, study hard and try your best to get into Peking University or Tsinghua University. Don't dream about opening a detective agency in the future."

Jian Jing raised her eyebrows and looked questioningly.

"Just write 'study hard'." Ji Feng gave in.

Only then did Jian Jing start writing.

Ji Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had some doubts about Jian Jing, but he was not willing to sacrifice his lunch time after staying up late to take notes for her. However, his beloved sister insisted on getting a signature, so what else could he do except to obey

As a police officer, the people I owe the most are my family.

"Okay." Jian Jing closed the book and suddenly asked, "I have a question. I wonder if it's convenient for me to ask it."

Ji Feng glanced at the book in her hand: "What's the problem?"

"What does that person want to do? Why does he do this?" After hesitating for a long time, she still couldn't help but ask the biggest question in her heart.

Ji Feng was quite straightforward. Such a vicious incident must be reported to the public, so it was okay to announce it in advance: "The prisoner was a patient of Dr. Chen. He went to the hospital for treatment before. The hospital required an examination, but he thought the fee was too expensive, so he didn't do it. After half a year, he had health problems, so he went to another hospital for a checkup, and the result was that he had advanced cancer."

Jian Jing let out a soft "ah".

"He thought that if Dr. Chen had told him that it might be cancer, he would have definitely checked it out. He also thought that the hospital charged too much and was deliberately leaving him no chance to survive, so he had the idea of revenge against society."

What Ji Feng didn't say was that, according to the prisoner's own confession, he was in the mood to kill one and make a profit, and just wanted to drag a few more people down to accompany him.

And the reason is simply because of imbalance.

"I have never done anything bad in my life, why am I so unlucky? If I don't have a good life, why should they have an easy life? If we have to die, we all die together. I don't care. We are all going to die anyway, so killing one person is my profit." From beginning to end, the prisoner had no remorse.

Such indiscriminate killing is the most terrifying.

If Jian Jing hadn't taken the initiative, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Because of this, Ji Feng did not intend to delve into the vague doubts about Jian Jing.

"Miss Jane, you saved many lives." He said sincerely, "If there is a next time, I hope you can be as brave as this time."

Jian Jing: “…” Next time

How terrible is the crime rate in this world for a policeman to say something like this

She widened her eyes and waited blankly for the ending.

This is the real reaction of ordinary people when facing death: they don’t avoid it, not because they don’t want to avoid it, but because they can’t do it.

Boom.

The knife hit the chair and fell to the ground.

The 5 seconds were up. The props produced by the system were genuine and the man became dizzy and fell heavily to the ground without any reaction.

[Task completed, system settlement in progress]

The air was silent for several seconds.

It took a long time for everyone to react. Some people kicked the knife away, some held down the unconscious man, and some went to help Jian Jing.

The little nurse who had screamed just now was terrified and kept asking her, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Jian Jing shook her head stiffly, dark shadows appeared before her eyes and she felt dizzy.

"I," she began, only to find that her voice was trembling badly, "maybe, maybe I have low blood sugar."

The young nurse immediately opened a bag of glucose and fed it to her mouth.

Jian Jing drank several gulps of the drink greedily, like a traveler who had walked in the desert for days. The water and sugar replenished the lost sweat and energy, and she felt that she could finally breathe again.

"Huh," she fell into the chair, too tired to move at all. There was only one thought in her mind: It's finally over.

Not dead, that's great.

Survived.

"Thank you." said the young nurse, her slightly red eyes full of gratitude.

She smiled bitterly and waved her hand. The nurse wanted to say something, but the patient outside started to scream. It seemed that an old man was having a heart attack. She left in a hurry, saying "Call me if you need anything".

Jian Jing nodded hastily, not having time to be polite. She was so tired, the past few minutes had drained all her strength, and she wanted to go back to the ward immediately and fall asleep.