Ji Feng returned to the hotel at 10 o'clock in the evening.

He knocked on the door of the next room. There was light coming through the crack of the door, but no one came to open it.

He was still angry.

Ji Feng had no choice but to take out his mobile phone to call.

No answer.

He changed to text message: [Actually, I got a clue from him before, let's discuss it]

Jian Jing: [You can say it or not]

Ji Feng: [I didn't want to hide it from you. I wanted to tell you after the result, so that you wo n't be happy in vain]

Jian Jing: [Are you on guard against me, afraid that I will be brainwashed by him and turn against him if you are not careful?]

When talking about the case, Ji Feng would never lie: [Yes]

He explained the reason seriously: [You are the victim of this case. You have been with the criminal for such a long time. No one can guarantee what kind of impact you have suffered, including yourself. I apply for your participation in solving the case. I will be responsible not only to the organization, but also to you.]

Do you trust Jian Jing?

Of course, all the past things have shown her courage and justice.

But this is not a question of whether to believe or not. The most taboo in solving a case is subjective emotions. The police, as relevant personnel, have to apply for recusation.

Because people are human beings, it is impossible not to be emotional.

She is in the bureau, and he must observe carefully, which is both vigilance and protection.

The door opened.

Jian Jing stood at the door, looking at him doubtfully: "You didn't tell me because you were afraid that I would be happy for nothing - is this what you really think?"

Ji Feng: "Well..."

"You'd better tell the truth." She sneered, "You only have one chance."

"Actually, I thought you could guess it. Who knows you didn't think much about it. I thought it would be pointless to tell you, so I'll give you some time to think about it slowly." He looked sincere.

Jian Jing took a deep breath, and his blood pressure rose: "When I talk to you, do I have to concentrate all the time and accept your tests and sudden questions?"

Don't be serious when you should be scared. Ji Feng bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "My mistake."

"People like you will never have a girlfriend in this life." Jian Jing suddenly felt tired and angry.

Ji Feng remained calm and said, "Thank you for reminding me. I have realized it now."

"Come in." Jian Jing made way for him, as if she was not angry at all. "What do you want to talk about?"

Ji Feng answered straightforwardly, "He shot me, and I shot him too."

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly responded, "Blood?"

"Yes." He said simply, "He was injured, and blood was detected on the ground. I have submitted a report and applied for comparison with the information in the national DNA database. If any of his relatives are abducted children or arrested criminals, perhaps his identity can be found." He

also reminded her: "The probability is very low, it's just a matter of luck, and it is still very important for us to investigate him. Now it's your turn, what did you think about this afternoon?"

At this point, Jian Jing naturally did not hide it: "His mother may have died of illness and had a very painful experience. He witnessed his mother's tragic death and often regretted it, regretting not ending her pain earlier."

Ji Feng was very surprised: "This is a completely different idea."

Before, their speculation was as follows: He had an unfortunate childhood and lacked maternal love. After meeting Guo Yifang, she became the type of mother he imagined, and the eldest son became the object of self-reflection. Therefore, he joined this family, made up for the regret of "I", and had a complete and happy family - even if only for a moment.

But Jian Jing now overturned the basis of the deduction.

That is, he did not lack maternal love, and his mother even loved him very much, just as Guo Yifang loved her children. He did not take on the role of a child, and only cared about Guo Yifang.

He killed her to make up for the regret of not killing his biological mother.

Jian Jing said, "Think about that skirt. If it is substituted for a child, why doesn't the child have a personal symbol, but instead the mother's skirt, which is more consistent with his birth age?"

Ji Feng did not answer her directly. He thought for a long time before slowly saying, "Generally speaking, a happy family is not likely to give birth to a demon, especially when the mother gives enough love. An unhappy family, lacking maternal love, is more likely to create a murderer - why do you suddenly have a new idea?"

Jian Jing: "Change your thinking."

"I believe it." He stated, "but Teacher Jian, you have to be careful."

"Be careful of what?"

"Criminals are very cunning, especially serial killers like this. He has been on the run for so many years and has never been caught. He must be the most cunning one." Ji Feng said seriously, "He let you go back. Couldn't he guess that you would be sent for treatment?"

Jian Jing was stunned: "You mean..."

"He left a message on you, but it's not for you." He said, "It's for the police. He's provoking the police, so what you 'know' may not be 'true'."

After he finished speaking, the air was dead silent.

Jian Jing pursed her lips, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

She always thought that she had solved the fog and found the edge of the truth, but she forgot that the so-called truth may not be true.

Ji Feng noticed her blind spot. Why would Scar Man, such a cunning guy, return such a big clue to her?

Because she was just a tool.

"I didn't want to say it at first, but who made me lose my acting skills? You found out. Just say it straight. You are not a fragile person. You will know what is going on if you talk it out."

Ji Feng's tone was calm and indifferent, which eliminated her embarrassment invisibly: "I think he has three tricks: the first layer is your hypnosis, the second layer is the truth after hypnosis, and the third layer is you yourself."

Jian Jing was silent for a moment, then sat down on the bed: "That makes sense, go on."

He smiled, dragged a chair over and sat down, and said: "If he wants to gain your trust, he can't tell all lies. We have to distinguish the traps and clues to catch him."

Jian Jing glanced at him and asked: How to tell the difference?

"Let's talk about the simple things first. During the book signing event, the surveillance only captured one of his hands, proving that he knew where the surveillance was. And then, he just signed for you with his scarred hand? This doesn't make sense." Ji Feng expressed his long-buried concerns.

Jian Jing thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the case.

"People's memory focuses on the key points, and the most impressive things are always remembered first." He said, "Scars are a very obvious feature. I think this is a very obvious trap. He himself may not have any scars." It was

well-reasoned and convincing.

But Jian Jing hesitated and still did not take the initiative to speak.

Ji Feng seemed to have guessed her concerns and took the initiative to say, "If you think some of the content is too private, I can make you a promise."

"Absolutely not tell anyone?" She laughed, "Boring."

"Not boring, you will be interested." Ji Feng sighed, thought for a while, and then said, "My father's death is still an unsolved case. I will find out sooner or later. When the time comes, you can take revenge."

Jian Jing was indeed interested: "Your father?"

"Let's talk about it later." He avoided the question, "Deal?"

She thought about it and nodded: "I'll trust you for the last time."

"Do you want to pull the hook?" Ji Feng teased.

She had a "don't be so disgusting" expression on her face.

"Then tell me."

Jian Jing sorted out her thoughts and told him about her dream last night.

"It's a dream, not an intuition?" Ji Feng was surprised, "Were you the person involved in the dream?"

Jian Jing said, "No, I'm a third party possessed by the person involved."

"A bystander's perspective?"

"Correct."

"Then let's assume that this dream has meaning..."

She interrupted, "I think it definitely does."

"Okay, okay." Ji Feng immediately changed his words, "Let's talk about the facts. I think there are two explanations for his anger."

"I'd like to hear the details."

"First, as you said, he felt unfair for his mother. She suffered so much but got no good results and died miserably. His temperament changed drastically and he believed that death was the truth from then on. Second, on the contrary, this was an excuse he found for his mother's indifference, to comfort himself that his mother was right to abandon him."

This also makes sense.

"Now that the two conclusions are opposite, what should we do?" she asked.

Ji Feng said, "Just wait."

"Criminal profiling is originally an auxiliary means, studying groups rather than individuals." He explained, "Our biggest gains this time are his simulated portrait, his mother's special situation, and the age range."

Jian Jing: "Skirts were popular in the 1980s, and he should have been a child at that time, so he was born in the late 1970s or 1980s? Around 35-40 years old this year?"

"Yes, this is a clear clue." He said, "The problem with him and his mother will be solved once his identity is clarified." After

a slight pause, he frowned again: "In fact, I'm worried about another problem now."

Ji Feng looked at Jian Jing: "We have been away from Heping City for more than a week. If he has been paying close attention to you, it is not difficult for him to detect our whereabouts. But he did not hinder our investigation. Why?"

"Maybe, he thinks we can't find anything." A chill rose in her heart, and she said slowly, "Or maybe... there are more important plans."

The time to return to Heping City was a bit awkward.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon, too late to go to work, and too early to go to bed. Ji Feng simply went to the vegetable market, bought some vegetables, went home, washed clothes, cooked, and tidied up the dusty corners.

Ji Yunyun came back from school and saw him cooking. She was so surprised that her jaw dislocated: "Is it a holiday today?"

"I'll go to work tomorrow, and I'll give you a good meal today." He urged, "Come and serve the rice quickly."

Ji Yunyun took the bowl swiftly.

The brother and sister sat together rarely and had a good hot meal.

It is impossible for family members to have a meal without chatting.

Ji Yunyun asked him curiously about the purpose of his business trip: "What case? You can't even take a vacation? Is it related to the person who hurt you? Has he been arrested?"

"You are in the third year of high school, right? How are you studying? When is the monthly exam?" Ji Feng asked back.

Ji Yunyun: "Not bad. There is no monthly exam in the third year of high school. It's your turn."

"Children should not interfere in adult affairs." Shameless adults use shameless methods.

But Ji Yunyun is not a pushover. She immediately snorted: "I know there is no one even if you don't tell me. Recently, Uncle Li kept asking me if anyone followed me and even sent me upstairs. It can be seen that he is afraid of retaliation against me."

They live in a family community. The retired doorman used to be a policeman. The dogs walking in the community may be civil servants, the kind who receive pensions.

Ji Feng glanced at his sister and did not deny: "So there is or not?"

She shook her head.

"I used a telescope to look at the school gate at school. I turned off the lights at night and hid behind the curtains to watch. I didn't find anyone following me." Ji Yunyun shook her head, her ponytail swinging, and she was extremely proud.

Ji Feng: "..." Dear sister.

He even scolded: "You are too sentimental."

Ji Yunyun: "Humph!!"

"Hurry up and eat. Wash the dishes after dinner." Ji Feng urged.

Ji Yunyun: "I have to do my homework, you wash it."

The world is big, and the senior high school students are the biggest. Ji Feng gave in.

However, in the gap between dealing with housework, his brain started to move uncontrollably again: Scar man didn't make a second plan for him. Did he believe Jian Jing's Weibo or change his target?

Anyway, he didn't believe that the other party would sit and wait for death.

And Teacher Jian, her situation is much better than he thought, she doesn't seem to be particularly affected.

The third perspective in the first perspective is really strange... However, this can explain her anger, it turns out that she has never considered the possibility that she was misled.

She should be very unhappy to be exposed by him like this.

Ji Feng thought about it and decided to get to know her and not appear in front of her for the next two days.