The resort was brightly lit at night.

Jian Jing had a seafood dinner in the restaurant and posted a check-in photo on her WeChat Moments. She looked like she was on a leisurely vacation. No one would have thought that she was here to investigate an arson case.

Ji Feng had a much harder time. Under the guidance of his manager, he walked around the resort, ate a sandwich to fill his stomach, and had to communicate with his colleagues who were following Peng Wei.

The colleague said, "Peng Wei is not on duty today and has been at home."

Ji Feng breathed a sigh of relief and reported the situation here.

The colleague’s focus is not right: “You are going too far, you leave the hard work to us, and go out with pretty girls, what else can you do?”

Ji Feng said in disgust: “You only think about pretty girls all day long, can you pay more attention to their talents and less to their looks? Pretty girls are everywhere on the street, are they all Teacher Jian?”

Colleague: “…” What’s wrong with looking at looks? Is it the instinct of male animals? ?

“Forget it, just investigate the case.” He laughed.

Ji Feng: "To be honest, I have a bad feeling."

A colleague immediately asked seriously: "Pan Jianli?"

"He has an extreme personality and loves vanity. Because of the design of the Fang family, he has changed from the boss's son who had no worries about food and clothing to what he is now. He has a big enough motive." Ji Feng said, "He is no less suspicious than Peng Wei, but I am not sure whether he will come here."

The colleague said: "Didn't they say that the land his family acquired before is here?"

"It is here, but I just checked the map." Ji Feng's busy afternoon was not in vain, "The land owned by Jianxin Real Estate has been converted into a greenhouse, a place where you can pick your own vegetables and fruits. It costs 50 yuan per person for half an hour, and many people go there."

The colleague understood his concern: "If you really want to burn it, maybe this land should be burned first."

"That's right." Ji Feng frowned and looked out the window.

In the low night sky, neon lights flickered, children and girls were playing in the water by the swimming pool, the aroma of steak wafted from the barbecue stall, and the farthest horizon was dotted with rainbows in an orderly manner.

Resort hotels are different from ordinary hotels. They don't have high-rise buildings. At most, they have two floors. The highest floor should be the expensive lakeside restaurant.

The observatory in the park, the teaching building in the kindergarten, the cinema in the department store building... Ji Feng reacted: "I'll tell you later, I'm hanging up."

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out of the lobby.

The restaurant closed at nine o'clock, but it was still brightly lit. There were several small wooden houses nearby, which were specially built for tourists to camp overnight on the roadside.

As he approached, a person popped out of the nearest wooden house and waved at him.

"Why are you here?" Jian Jing asked.

The monsoon blew into the house, a small room, about the same size as an ordinary hotel room. I don't know if there was a gap in the window, but the wind blew in, making it particularly cold.

"Why else?" He dragged a stool over and sat down, immediately occupying the observation position by the window, "Just sit back and wait."

Jian Jing raised her eyebrows: "Did you guess it?"

"A step too late." Ji Feng's face was full of regret, "I should have thought of it earlier. Several major fire points are high up. The suspect is obsessed with the upper buildings."

Jian Jing said: "He should hate those who are high up."

The psychology of criminals is very mysterious. Although there are many case studies and experts have made many models, each person is different. Many cases must be substituted to find a little inspiration.

The police's investigation of Pan Jianli gave her inspiration.

"The observatory in the park should be his first target," she analyzed. "It's remote, safe, and easy to get in and out of, which is perfect for a first attempt. But there are many remote places in the park, and the observatory is not the first choice, at least as a threat or revenge."

Ji Feng nodded and agreed, "This is the one that best reflects his psychology. He chose a high place, showing his hatred for the upper class."

"That's why he chose the kindergarten - it is the most upscale private kindergarten within his delivery range. The people picking up and dropping off children at the door must be luxury cars, which further stimulated him." Jian Jing said, "He chose the tallest and most respectable building in the kindergarten."

After thinking about it, he said, "Of course, the resort may not be his next choice. The building of the Fang Group is actually more suitable for revenge."

The building of the Fang Group is more than 50 stories high. It symbolizes the upper class who look down on him. It is also the face of the Fang Group. Burning this building will definitely be more satisfying than burning other places.

"Not necessarily." Ji Feng sneered and had a different opinion. "According to what the neighbors said, he should be a person who bullies the weak and fears the strong. He yelled at the old and frail security guard, but did not dare to argue with the driver of the car. He is cowardly by nature. He may not have the courage to burn the Fang Building in front of him."

He said: "The crime is gradually escalating. Look, his first choice was the park where the elderly like to stay, the second choice was where the children stay, and the third choice was the Department Store Building where ordinary people would go. The fourth choice is here, which fits his psychological characteristics."

The lakeside restaurant of the resort, the tallest building nearby, is expensive, which matches his hatred characteristics, but the resort is remote after all, and the pressure is not that strong.

"Then let's see if our luck is good enough." Jian Jing opened a can of beer and asked him, "Do you drink?"

Ji Feng waved his hand: "You are interested, I am working. If I drink while working, I will be fired tomorrow."

Jian Jing shrugged: "That's a pity." He took

a sip of beer and a bite of barbecue, and the aroma was everywhere.

Ji Feng couldn't drink, but he could eat. He took the grilled fish and said, "It tastes good and very fresh. I haven't eaten hot barbecue for a long time."

"If it's so hard, why do you want to be a policeman?" Jian Jing chatted with him.

He uncorked a bottle of mineral water and took a sip. It was a little salty: "Because there are things that only a policeman can do."

Jian Jing raised her eyebrows: "What do you want to do, uphold justice? Fight violence and protect the good?"

"It's not that great." Ji Feng said meaningfully, "I just want to catch the criminal, but this happens to be justice ." She couldn't help

but be stunned.

This time, it was Ji Feng who asked her with interest: "What about you? You make money as a writer, but you have to spend money to catch criminals here. What attracts you?"

"I don't know." She sighed and said worriedly, "Sometimes I also wonder, do I want to catch the criminal, or do I just like reasoning and solving cases, or... justice?"

Ji Feng smiled, but said: "Why do you have to choose one? You can be both, or neither. What does it matter?"

"Is it okay?" she asked back.

"Reasons are not important, results are important." He said, "Even if you do it for the fun of reasoning, purely out of interest, what does it matter? If the case is solved, the criminal is punished, the victim's relatives are comforted, and you are happy, isn't that good?"

Jian Jing unconsciously clenched her hands, and her slender fingers pinched the fragile aluminum can, making a crisp sound.

She said, "But the results may not always be good."

"Indeed, so I chose to be a policeman." Ji Feng confessed unexpectedly, "I only need to catch the criminal, and the trial is someone else's business."

Jian Jing suddenly became suspicious: "Are you trying to trick me into being a policeman again?"

"You found out." He spread his hands, looking very regretful.

"Boring."

Ji Feng laughed, but soon became serious again: "I understand what you mean. But, Teacher Jian, what is justice, and who is qualified to uphold justice? You also know that most of those who claim to be messengers of justice are murderers."

Jian Jing: "..." It makes so much sense that she was speechless.

"Let the law uphold justice, so that we can have fewer troubles." He said, taking the crushed can from her hand and throwing it lightly into the trash bag.

Jian Jing slowly folded her five fingers, slightly stunned.

This is not a "standard" answer, but it comforted her inexplicably.

Yes, who can say that they are definitely right about the right and wrong, black and white in the world? Most people who claim to be absolutely right have already gone astray without knowing it.

"Okay." She picked up a new can of beer and snapped it open. "Cheers to the law."

Ji Feng raised his mineral water bottle and clinked it with hers, but said, "Don't get drunk. We are here to catch criminals, not to drink and celebrate."

"Catching people in the first half and celebrating in the second half, no problem." She drank it all in one gulp and deliberately asked, "Really not drinking?"

Ji Feng: "Just treat me."

Jian Jing tilted her head, her fine hair fell on her cheeks, and the beer smelled even better.

"You are so stingy. I just whetted your appetite once." Ji Feng shook his head, his eyes never leaving the window. It

was already late at night, and the people by the swimming pool went back to their rooms to sleep one after another. There were no other guests who came to rent cabins at this season. The surroundings became very quiet, with only the sound of insects.

The noise faded away, and the moonlight became darker.

It was at this moment that Ji Feng discovered a sneaky shadow. He stood up quickly and silently, and quietly pressed against the window, his eyes fixed on the figure.

"At the back door." Jian Jing followed and hid on the other side of the window.

With the help of night vision goggles and telescopes, she could see more clearly than Ji Feng, and could even see that he was wearing a mask and holding a bucket in his hand: "Holding gasoline."

"I'll go, you keep an eye on it." Ji Feng lowered his voice, "Don't make a fuss."

Jian Jing made an "OK" gesture.

He slipped out silently from the crack in the door.

Jian Jing was a little envious. This agility was even better than hers when she used the enhancement card. She was jealous.

Ji Feng had received professional training and had no equipment, but he was better than Jian Jing in approaching in the dark. She could only see clearly, but he could even pay attention to his steps on the grass.

In a few breaths, Ji Feng approached the figure.

Jian Jing predicted the direction from which the shadow would come, and tiptoed around it. An electric car hidden in the grass appeared in her field of vision. She was overjoyed, approached along the wall, and decisively pulled out the key.

Ji Feng had already approached the figure.

The man was stealthily carrying a bucket of gasoline and splashing the oil on the door on the wall. He was working hard when he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind behind his head.

The next moment, a coat hit his head, and a huge force came from his back. Someone held him down tightly, twisted his hands, and twisted his back.

The lighter in his hand fell and was kicked away.

Ji Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he chose the right time, otherwise he would have ignited the lighter. With so many accelerants, he would have been burned if he was not careful.

"Police." He revealed his identity, "You are arrested."

The other party tilted his neck and roared: "Let me go, let me go!!"

"Be honest." He was traveling in plain clothes and did not bring handcuffs, but Ji Feng had ties, and his hands and feet were tied up, directly tied up like a salted fish.

At this time, Ji Feng pulled up his head and took a look at his appearance in the moonlight.

Pan Jianli.

Damn, I lost a cup of milk tea.