Unlike most of his male colleagues, Ji Feng never thought that women's coquettishness was troublesome (although Teacher Jian... cough). On the contrary, he believed that female compatriots had a special ability to find problems from the details of life.

This may be a gender characteristic, or it may be a difference created by the social environment. But he is not a sociologist, and he has no intention of getting to the bottom of it. It is enough to know the reason in his heart.

At this time, he humbly asked for advice: "What's the problem?"

"They have two combs, one ordinary flat comb and one air cushion comb." Jian Jing did not keep him in suspense and explained the secret in detail, "Flat combs are often used, but they are not friendly to curly hair. I basically don't use them. Now girls use air cushion combs, which can massage and are convenient for combing curly hair."

Ji Feng glanced at her blue-gray curly hair and nodded: "Then what?"

"Air cushion combs are difficult to clean." Jian Jing said, "Hair will get tangled on the teeth of the comb, and it is difficult to clean it completely. There are always a few strands of hair falling off."

Ji Feng understood: "But their combs are very clean? Wait, you just said curly hair?"

Jian Jing nodded.

The two exchanged glances and immediately went to the security room.

The surveillance footage of the community is kept for 15 days. The security guard looked through it for a while and recognized one of them: "This is Aunt Gong. She went back to her parents' home."

The quality of the surveillance footage was a little poor, so the face could not be seen clearly, but it could be seen that she was a woman in her forties with wavy hair, thin body, and quick movements.

Jian Jing was already suspicious and couldn't help asking one more question: "How do you know, did she tell you?"

The security guard replied: "Her husband said that she went back to her parents' home. Any express delivery was kept, and he came to pick it up after work."

"Well, do you remember when she went back to her parents' home? What day was it?" Ji Feng asked.

There are so many people in a community, and the security guards are in shifts. Who would notice a woman in her forties for no reason? I really can't answer.

Jian Jing bought two baked sweet potatoes on the street, handed them to the person on duty, and asked, "What's she like?"

People are grateful for what they have eaten, but in such a cold day, even if the hot baked sweet potatoes are not sweet and sticky, they are warm in the hands. The security guard hesitated and took the call, recalling, "Auntie Gong, she is very generous. Sometimes she can't finish the fruit dumplings sent by customers, so she will give us some. But she has a bad temper and easily quarrels with people."

Jian Jing said, " Does she quarrel

fiercely?" The security guard pursed his face, not wanting to stare at her, and nodded, "Very fierce."

"Do they quarrel as a couple?"

"What couple doesn't quarrel?" The other security uncle laughed, "As long as she doesn't hit her wife, they can quarrel."

After asking such questions for a long time, the suspicion was compounded.

Ji Feng said, "Nine out of ten."

Jian Jing was more direct: "How long will it take for the results to come out?"

"Tomorrow at the latest." Ji Feng promised.

Sure enough, after the clue was reported, they sent people to the university where Gong Lu's son was studying to collect samples for DNA testing. The next day, the results came out, and they matched the second body.

The case of the Snow Woman's Corpse was finally cracked open.

As everyone knows, when a wife dies, the first person to suspect is the husband.

But Director Zhu's performance was impeccable. When he heard that his wife was dead, he was shocked and denied it repeatedly: "How could it be? I don't believe it, it must be wrong!"

The police handed over the DNA report, and he grabbed his hair in pain: "Impossible, how could this happen, she clearly went back to her parents' home!"

However, the police asked: "Has she called you in the past few days?"

"No, she sent two WeChat messages, saying everything is fine." Director Zhu repeatedly confirmed, "What happened? How could a healthy person die?"

The police retrieved the WeChat chat records, and sure enough, there were a few casual conversations. The latest one was on the night of the 4th, asking nothing more than whether he had eaten, whether his family was okay, and whether a courier would pick it up. There was nothing unusual.

The house was searched again.

This time, not only the comb was clean, but every corner of the house was clean, especially the bathroom, where there were only a few pieces of Director Zhu's hair.

Director Zhu claimed that he "loves cleanliness", "disordered looks uncomfortable", and "just loves to clean". Although the police extracted Gong Lu's hair from the corners, they did not find the physiological tissues of the other two victims.

Then check his car.

Unfortunately, his car was sent for a thorough cleaning a few days ago. Moreover, the victims were all frozen to death, and their facial fingerprints were badly burned, with no bloodstains, so reagents such as Luminol were useless.

Things suddenly became difficult.

There was no evidence, and it seemed that it was really not him. Besides, Gong Lu was not the only one who died. Director Zhu had no grudges against anyone else. He had both parents and a smooth life. He showed no signs of hating women.

When I asked around, I didn't hear that he had any opinions about other people's wavy hair. He even praised a colleague for having a nice perm.

Not to mention the bad records of bed-wetting, arson, and animal abuse.

In other words, he was not a perverted murderer at all.

Even Liang Yi was suspicious: "Could it be that it really wasn't him?"

Ji Feng was firm: "It's not that coincidental." He listed, "What a coincidence, his wife was among the dead, and he appeared near the corpse dumping site thousands of miles away? What a coincidence, the car was sent for a major cleaning?"

Liang Yi thought about it and felt that it made sense, but he was very annoyed: "How to investigate next? Without evidence, should he be released?"

Ji Feng naturally didn't want to release him.

But he had to release him.

"I'm sorry to cause trouble to the police comrades." Director Zhu didn't know whether he was really wronged or had an extraordinary psychological quality. Not only did he not blame him, but he earnestly said, "You must catch the murderer who killed my wife as soon as possible. I really... Alas! I didn't expect such a bad thing to happen to my family."

Liang Yi was furious and asked Jian Jing to come out for hot pot to ask for advice.

"I understand you." Liang Yi gritted his teeth, "If I were to face such a watertight guy, I would also want to personally arrest him."

"Don't learn bad things from Teacher Jian." Ji Feng complained, "She caused so much trouble that time, I almost got punished, big sister."

Liang Yi glared at him, "You were not invited, what are you doing here?"

"Free food." He shamelessly said clearly, glanced at Jian Jing who was biting her chopsticks, "Teacher Jian, tell me?"

Jian Jing put down her chopsticks, "Sort out the time when the body was found?"

Liang Yi answered quickly: "The first body was found on November 28th, the second body was Gong Lu, on November 29th, the third body was found on December 3rd, and including Wan Yuan,

it is December 7th." Ji Feng added: "Wan Yuan died on the night of December 3rd. Gong Lu hasn't been seen since the 25th."

"What about the time of death?"

"The temperature was low and there were errors in the autopsy, but the first and second times were very close, roughly around November 27th, and the third was November 30th."

Jian Jing said: "Suppose Zhu is the murderer..."

Ji Feng clicked his tongue, shut up under her compelling gaze, and made a gesture for him to continue. She then said, "There are two possibilities. One is that when he killed the first woman, his wife saw him and silenced her. The other is that Gong Lu was the first to die. After she died, the murderer came up with a way to cover up the serial killings."

"Personally, I think the probability of the former is very low. People are usually cautious when committing a crime for the first time. Would he bring someone home? Considering that the time of death of the two bodies was very close, it is entirely possible that it is the latter."

Liang Yi nodded.

Ji Feng just said: "It makes sense."

"November 27, I remember the temperature dropped." Jian Jing thought, "In my opinion, if it was a deliberate murder, they would not choose the method of freezing to death - Zhu's mind is so meticulous, killing a few more people to cover it up is not the best strategy, I will just call it a half-accident."

"Teacher Jian, you can call this a novel-style reasoning in the future." Ji Feng interrupted, "The topic is set, and the clues are endless."

Jian Jing rolled his eyes at him: "Get lost, do you think it's easy to write a mystery novel?"

"Listen, please continue."

She said, "Putting Gong Lu's body second is to reduce suspicion of him, but since he specifically chose a woman with the same wavy hair, he must have some understanding of criminal investigation and the existence of the autopsy. Therefore, he must prepare the first scapegoat as soon as possible, which means that he is very short on time."

Liang Yi didn't care about the boiling butter pan at this time, and said, "You mean, to find out the identity of the first deceased?"

"What's in the autopsy report?"

"Female, in her twenties, childless, had an apex surgery, pearlescent nail polish on her fingers, eyebrow pencil and mascara detected in the nail polish, some food residue in her gastrointestinal tract."

Liang Yi finished reading and concluded: "Looks like a woman who just came out of a nightclub."

On a cold winter night, the easiest women to find are girls who are drunk in bars. They are less vigilant and may have left with strangers, or they may have completely lost consciousness and been picked up on the side of the road.

The scope is greatly reduced.

Ji Feng called his colleagues and asked them to screen missing women who meet the criteria.

With the exact time and the last place they were seen, it would not be a big deal.

Based on the bar, nail polish, and young women, the police quickly found a woman who met the criteria. The 23-year-old female surnamed Tu was drinking with a friend in a bar. Her friend was kidnapped by a handsome man, and she was missing.

At first, her friend couldn't contact her and thought she was fooling around with someone again. She only said "something happened" in a text message, so she didn't take it seriously.

Until the beginning of the month when the rent was collected, her friend who was also her roommate called to ask her to pay, but she didn't answer the phone and didn't pay. She finally realized that something was wrong and chose to call the police. It's

just that the time she described was wrong, which had not been noticed before.

Now we are re-targeting the candidate, detecting the identity, notifying the family, and investigating the surveillance.

As expected, the surveillance on the street next to the bar captured Director Zhu's license plate number.

Although he stated, "I had a fight with my wife, couldn't sleep, and went out to buy a pack of cigarettes,"

it could be said to be coincidence once or twice, but if it happened again the third time, no one would believe that he had nothing to do with it.

The task force locked on to him.

The trouble lies in the evidence.

The trace detection technicians almost turned over the entire car, but did not find any decisive clues.

"The crime scene is not at home, nor in the car." Ji Feng held the map in his hand and compared it with the scope of the power outage. "I don't believe we can't catch him."

Liang Yi looked at him while holding a cup of coffee, squinting happily: "Jingjing, you are so nice. This coffee is much better than instant coffee."

"You're welcome." The coffee delivery novelist visited with familiarity, "This is the headquarters, it seems to be the same."

Captain Wang turned a blind eye to the matter and asked Ji Feng: "What's the result?"

Ji Feng said: "The unit where Zhu Guoliang works is responsible for power supply, and he will be notified if there is a problem with the circuit. He should have used this to avoid the surveillance and abandoned corpses on the street during the few hours of power outage. . "

He held the capacitor pen and scheduled on the tablet:" On the 27th, the same was the same

. The sudden snowfall caused the high -voltage line to freeze and the circuit was interrupted.

The curtain is projected on the big screen.

Only some of the houses, most of them are factories, and there are even many abandoned factories. " You are so good ." "No." The Wang team touched his beer

belly .