The mall holdup in Paris quickly spread around the world.

Even in this world with a very high crime rate, such vicious cases are rare. According to statistics, the death toll reached more than 50 and more than 100 people were injured, shocking the country and abroad.

Jian Jing received many condolence calls, from her tutor, Zuo Xin, screenwriter Xu, and director Huang, all of whom were concerned about whether she was affected.

She found that she had good relationships with people, so she replied one by one.

Then, Ji Feng called her.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

He asked back, "Are you okay?"

Jian Jing was surprised, "I didn't expect you to call me."

"Do I look like a cold-blooded animal? It's normal to be concerned about such a big thing." He said, "Although you said you were going to watch a fashion show, I calculated the time and you came back a little early."

Jian Jing: "That's right."

Ji Feng: "Are you not injured?"

"No." She paused and lowered her voice, "Ask you a question, have you ever killed anyone?"

The breathing on the other end of the phone stagnated for a moment. After a while, the noise faded away, and he seemed to walk to a secluded place: "Teacher Jian, many things are over, don't think too much."

Jian Jing jumped out of bed, tiptoed to close the door, and whispered, "I haven't said anything yet."

"I didn't say anything to you." He sneered, "That's right, people shouldn't live too philosophically, thinking about things that are irrelevant. Those who deserve to die, just die."

She sighed, wanting to say something but stopping.

"Be quiet." Someone called her outside the door, "Have a midnight snack."

"I'm here." She answered and ended the chat, "Nothing, I gained two pounds, hanging up."

Ji Feng said, "You're not at home?"

"I've been staying at Mr. Kang's house these two days." She said, "Is there anything?"

"Come to the police station when you have time, I have something to tell you." Ji Feng said crisply, "Bye."

The phone was disconnected.

Jian Jing frowned, unable to think of what was going on, so she had to put down her phone, put on her slippers and go out. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled a strong smell of lobster.

She: "Brother Yingjie bought today's midnight snack, right?"

"Bingo!" Si Yingjie opened the package and took out a large plate of grilled skewers, "Come and eat, Auntie, do you want to eat something too?"

With his son involved in a terrorist incident, how could President Kang be at ease away from home? He came back two days ago, saying that he was checking on the company's situation, but in fact, he was helping his son reduce his burden and let him have a good rest.

"I won't eat it." President Kang held a glass of red wine and said in a very healthy way, "It's not good for the skin."

"Auntie is very young, about the same age as my sister." Si Yingjie didn't want to go home, so he stayed at the Kang family, becoming the host and treating them like his own son even more than Kang Mucheng, "Have a few bites."

President Kang, who had just finished a bowl of Tremella, Lily and Bird's Nest, refused the second midnight snack with difficulty.

"You young people, eat it." She also had to steam her face and apply a facial mask, so she was very busy.

The one who really didn't want to participate was Kang Mucheng. He said, "You're going to disrupt Jingjing's eating habits by eating supper every midnight."

Jian Jing, who had already started to peel the lobster, said, "..."

"You talk too much nonsense. You can eat it if you want." Si Yingjie was not used to him, so he opened a can of beer, "Jingjing, cheers!"

"Cheers." After taking a sip of the cool beer, Jian Jing flexibly peeled the lobster.

Ah, I didn't expect that the effect of the first addition would actually be used for a midnight snack.

The two of them were in high spirits, and Kang Mucheng couldn't spoil the fun, so he had to sit down and accompany them. He didn't like to eat these, so he took a bottle of beer and drank it slowly. Although the beer was cold, he felt warm in his heart.

His mother stayed at home, which was unusual for her. Jian Jing and Si Yingjie added a new midnight snack activity. Everything was just to accompany him.

At first, he was very uncomfortable. He was over thirty years old and didn't need such meticulous care, especially since he was not injured. He always felt that it was an exaggeration

. However, when he woke up in the middle of the night and the alcohol seemed to have subsided, he could often hear gunshots in the dark.

Those were all hallucinations.

Those were all clouds.

It turned out that injuries never distinguish between ages.

He couldn't help but think of Jian Jing and the few months when she disappeared.

In just a few hours, she left an indelible shadow in his life.

So, what about her?

Kang Mucheng finally realized that he didn't care enough about her, and that good food, clothing, shelter and transportation could only heal the wounds on the surface. The scars deep in his heart remained there for years, and no one could see the situation.

She silently chose to end it when he was not paying attention.

Thinking of this, his heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and it was difficult to breathe. What came up was the joy of regaining what was lost, and the deep fear.

Fortunately, she survived.

Fortunately, it was not too late.

As he thought about it, he suddenly realized one thing: it had been several days since the kidnapping incident, and she accompanied him and comforted him, but she never expressed her fear.

His heart suddenly felt empty.

The Public Security Bureau is still the same, with cars parked randomly and unable to fit into the small parking spaces.

Jian Jing was honest and blunt, and directly called Ji Feng out: "Help me park!" He came and was still picky, "Can you manage this place properly and park neatly to facilitate the people?"

Ji Feng: "Teacher Jian, is it difficult to admit that your parking skills are poor?"

"Whose skills are poor?" She sneered.

Ji Feng said perfunctorily: "I'm not very skilled, I'm just bad at it." He parked the car and told the security guard not to block the exit before taking her in. "It was so early in the morning and I was just catching up on my sleep when I was called out as a substitute driver. You were so mean."

Jian Jing ignored his complaints and said, "What's the matter? Tell me."

"The murderer of the serial murder case that I mentioned last time was caught." He said, "But he has never met that person. All contacts were through the Internet, and the IP was transferred several times. No."

Jian Jing's heart sank back into the pond: "I thought there was good news."

"Doesn't this count?" Ji Feng asked.

She glanced at it: "Does it count?"

Ji Feng looked at her and smiled: "Okay, that's not it, let's talk business." He flipped through the documents on his desk and found a document, "Take a look." He

dragged his chair over and said, "Sit down and take your time to read it. I'll go buy breakfast."

No response.

Looking down, she was already reading it intently.

This is the DNA comparison report of Scar Man.

Before, he was angry about the meaning of "Rose Gold" and attacked Ji Feng, leaving him in the hospital for more than a week. But Ji Feng was not polite. You shot me, and I shot you back. Although Scar Man was not killed, he was injured and a few drops of blood were left at the scene.

He sent this precious DNA sample and asked to compare it with the DNA in the database.

The DNA in the database basically comes from two types, one is left by the parents of lost children, and the other is samples collected from criminals.

Whether a result can be verified depends on luck.

Jian Jing was lucky enough to find a related result.

Omitting the professional description in the report, the conclusion is as follows-because of the genetic characteristics of the Y chromosome, it can be judged that the suspect Xue Jun who provided the DNA is related to the owner of the sample.

In other words, as long as Xue Jun's paternal relatives are checked one by one, the true identity of the scarred man can be found.

At least the original identity.

Ji Feng stayed up all night and pulled out the list of all men of the right age. After screening out those with both parents, there were still three left.

Whether any of them is the scarred man remains to be investigated.

"Have you finished reading?" The aroma of meat buns wafted from the side.

Jian Jing closed the report and went straight to the point: "When are you leaving?"

Ji Feng: "Leaving for what?"

"Hey."

"Are you stupid? We already have your identity information. Just ask the local police to help investigate." Ji Feng quickly swallowed the big meat bun and said vaguely, "Wait. I told you in advance because I was afraid you would worry about me." She

was still nervous about going out last time, so it would be best if she could avoid going

on a business trip. Jian Jing nodded happily: "Okay, how long do you have to wait?"

Ji Feng tentatively said: "Seventy, eighty or ninety days?"

She: "..."

"I'll urge you, I'll urge you." He promised hurriedly.

Jian Jing was about to say something when someone came out of the interrogation room and called him: "Ji Feng, the suspect has spoken, are you coming?" "

Right away." He hurriedly said, "I have something to do, so I won't send you off."

Jian Jing still "...".

Ji Feng looked at her, then stopped, stuffed the remaining bun into her hand, and whispered: "It's no big deal, don't worry about people who are not worth it, eat and drink."

She frowned: "Thank you, I've eaten."

"Then give it back to me." He stuffed the vegetable bun into his mouth, ran quickly to the interrogation room, and swallowed it all into his stomach the moment he opened the door. "You are willing to say it, right? That's right, come on, have breakfast after you finish the confession."

Jian Jing counted on her fingers and finished a bun in three seconds without choking. It was pretty amazing.

Is this a basic skill for office workers?

Fortunately, she doesn't have to go to work.

It's great to be self-employed.

Thinking wildly, she turned around and was about to leave, and suddenly saw a middle-aged uncle standing beside her.

"Teacher Jian?" Officer Gao asked amiably, "How come you have time to come here today? Are you looking for Ji Feng? He's working overtime again, right? It's okay, I'll take his place, you can go have a meal and talk slowly."

Jian Jing was confused by his enthusiasm and smiled politely, "Thank you, I've already said it all, I won't disturb you at work, bye."

"...Okay, come again next time, uh, I mean, if you want to switch shifts, you're welcome." Officer Gao wanted to repay her kindness in the park, so he agreed very generously.

Jian Jing was confused, and didn't ask any more questions, just smiled, nodded, and left.

Officer Gao watched her leave, then turned around and asked his colleague who was pretending to sleep, "How long have you been here?"

"Ten minutes." The colleague who was sleeping on the table gossiped with a spirited look on his face, "Ji Feng is not good enough. When can't he read his confession? He actually didn't chat with the girls for a few more times. No wonder Sister Wang said that if you introduce him to a girl, he will fail nine and a half times out of ten."

Officer Gao pondered for a moment and said, "That shouldn't be the case. Did he do it on purpose?"

The colleague was distressed, "Failed on purpose? What did he want? Sister Wang, Sister Liu, and Sister Zhang are all very partial. The girls they introduced were all excellent. They were either from the same system as us or were technical. There are only a few girls in our brother unit!"

Officer Gao didn't respond.

At twelve o'clock, the confession was recorded, and the suspect signed and admitted his guilt.

Ji Feng handed in the information and went to the cafeteria to have lunch.

"Here." Officer Gao asked him to sit down.

Ji Feng just sat down and said, "The case is closed. Wow, he is quite capable. He has been running for so long."

"It's fine that it's closed." Officer Gao bit his chopsticks and asked him, "Hey, Teacher Jian came this morning. You knew I was coming soon, why didn't you chat for a while? It's just a confession. Can't it be done without you?"

Ji Feng said, "I'm done. Of course I have to work."

Officer Gao laughed, "Sister Zhang asked if you are on duty tomorrow night. If you are not on duty, I will arrange a dinner for you."

Ji Feng sighed, "Old Gao, you said that my salary is not high, I don't have many holidays, and I have a sister who is a burden. Why do the elder sisters always catch me for blind dates?"

Officer Gao asked back, "You have been on more than ten dates. Do you really not like any of them, or are you doing it on purpose?"

"If we are not destined to be together, then we are not destined to be together." Ji Feng is definitely a master of deceiving others.

"Oh." Officer Gao fully demonstrated his research spirit, "What about Teacher Jian?"

Ji Feng snorted, "What does she have to do with Teacher Jian? You are just making up stories."

"Are you feeling guilty?" Officer Gao looked at him, "Is it so difficult to tell the truth?"

Ji Feng said righteously, "Why am I not telling the truth? Where is the evidence? Don't talk nonsense if you don't have it."

Officer Gao was furious, "You little bastard, be careful. I will tell Sister Zhang that you deliberately humiliated her by changing shifts to avoid her dinner parties three times!"

Ji Feng, "Then I will tell my sister-in-law that you hid your private money under the seat of your car."

Officer Gao: “Fuck!”