After the confession, it was time to eat.

May is the season for eating crayfish. The latex gloves that Jian Jing brought with her came in handy. The attribute point of flexibility 1 was also trembling, glowing and hot to kill the invasive alien species.

"This is the identification report." Ji Feng ordered fried rice and finished it in three minutes. He immediately started analyzing the case. "Although there are no obvious footprints on the roof, the fingerprints of the deceased were extracted from the outer edge of the railing."

"Let me see." Jian Jing looked over.

The railing of the roof is about waist-high and can be flipped out. There is a 50-centimeter-wide protruding platform with grooves around the outer edge, probably to solve the problem of water accumulation.

Several complete fingerprints can be seen on the outer edge of the railing. Judging from the direction, the deceased should have fallen outside and held the railing with her hands.

"If she was pushed down, the fingerprints would not be like this." Ji Feng said, "And judging from the position where she landed, she fell from this place."

Jian Jing stuffed the peeled lobster into his mouth and asked, "So, do you think it was suicide?"

"I didn't say that." He pondered, "It's just that the people who investigated the case at the time ruled out homicide, so it's not a dereliction of duty."

At the time of the incident, the laboratory building was a closed room, and no one saw any suspicious people coming in and out. The six people in the building had no direct connection with the deceased and had no motive for murder. No interesting physical evidence was found at the scene. Although the suicide note was vague, it made sense and was indeed written by the deceased.

More evidence is needed to overturn the conclusion of suicide.

Jian Jing understood the meaning of his words and couldn't help but say, "You trust Yunyun's judgment."

Most of the time, when people say that someone can't commit suicide, it doesn't mean that the matter is abnormal, but that everyone is unwilling to accept it, or has never cared about it.

Ji Feng came to investigate seriously because of his sister's statement, which shows that he believes that Ji Yunyun's judgment is at least somewhat credible.

"Children like to exaggerate so that adults can pay attention to them." Ji Feng sighed and said in a complicated way, "Yunyun has never been like this. There must be something that makes her feel wrong."

Jian Jing couldn't help laughing: "So, she is still a little talented, right?"

Ji Feng also laughed, but after a while, he suddenly said: "Teacher Jian."

"Huh?"

He looked into her eyes and narrated calmly: "I don't want Yunyun to be a policeman too."

Jian Jing was stunned for a moment. It is human nature not to want your sister to engage in dangerous work, but Ji Feng's tone concealed some more secret, unspeakable emotions.

She asked, "What do you mean?"

"Literally," he said, "Have you finished eating? Why are you eating so slowly for two kilograms of lobster?"

"I have nothing to do tonight," Jian Jing said, "Can you still let me eat properly?"

"Who said no? Let's go talk to Miao Tong's boyfriend." Ji Feng urged, "Hurry up, hurry up, do you want another bowl of rice? You won't feel full just eating this."

"Don't rush me, the more you rush, the slower I'll eat."

He showed a helpless expression.

Jian Jing slowly finished her dinner, drank a can of ice cola, cheered up, and went to visit Miao Tong's boyfriend.

The boyfriend had fair skin, wore a business suit and glasses. He was a young graduate who had just entered the society and tried to be mature, but the person and the clothes were not yet completely synchronized.

"What's the matter?" he asked cautiously, "You said you were a police officer, where's your ID?"

Ji Feng handed over his genuine ID.

He looked at it for a long time, and even checked the authenticity online before opening the door to let him in.

"She's not a police officer, is she?" The boyfriend glanced at Jian Jing and recognized her identity, "Jian Jing? Aren't you a writer?"

Ji Feng asked with a smile, "It's okay to go through the formal process, let's go directly to the police station?"

The other party immediately shut up.

"Do you know Miao Tong?" Ji Feng pulled up her photo. "What's your relationship?"

His first reaction was to deny: "I don't know her, who is this?"

"Then take a look at this one." Ji Feng slid the screen and showed him the photo taken secretly by Tong Moli. "She came out of your house, right?"

The boyfriend was frightened: "What's the problem? She's over 18 years old."

Ji Feng: "Do you know she's dead?"

The boyfriend was shocked: "Dead? When did it happen? It has nothing to do with me."

Jian Jing pressed her forehead. Every time at this time, she would always remind herself that she must keep her eyes open when looking for a man in the future, and don't be stupid enough to fall in love with such a person.

"You don't know? When was the last time you contacted each other?" Ji Feng was not affected at all. She had seen too many scumbags.

"Half a month ago." The boyfriend tried to deny it. "She is a high school student and has to live on campus. We don't see each other often. Sometimes I work overtime, and sometimes she has exams. It's normal that we don't keep in touch."

Jian Jing interrupted him and sneered, "I've never seen a boyfriend and girlfriend not keep in touch for half a month without any problem, unless he has more than one girlfriend."

"Well, we're not actually boyfriend and girlfriend." The boyfriend changed the subject. "We met online, understand?"

Ji Feng immediately cooperated with her and said kindly, "Oh, just online friends?"

"Yes, she is a little girl, and she has some worries that she can't tell her parents, so she talks to strangers." The boyfriend believes that women are too fussy, but men can understand him, so he only talks to Ji Feng, "A girl of her age is more dependent on adult men, but I can't talk to a high school student, we have nothing to do."

Ji Feng asked: "What is she worried about?"

"What big things can a child have? The results of the mock exam are not good enough, and she quarreled with her classmates. She is afraid that her parents will find out about her little secret." The boyfriend replied.

Jian Jing laughed: "Yes, these are not big things. How could she commit suicide? I think it's still an emotional dispute."

Ji Feng echoed her, and immediately changed his face and looked at him seriously.

The boyfriend was shocked and racked his brains to clear himself: "She told me that she felt unsure about the exam and wanted to fight for a place in the recommended school."

"As far as I know, her chances of being recommended are low. How can she fight for it?" Jian Jing pressed on.

The boyfriend muttered in his heart, could this be a relative of Miao Tong's family? He had never heard the little girl say that she had a celebrity relative... But he answered honestly: "She said she has a way, and that competitive boy has a problem."

Jian Jing raised her eyebrows.

Ji Feng made an obvious gesture to stop him and asked kindly, "What did Miao Tong tell you?"

"Her parents are very strict and they are very strict with her. But you also know that the more this kind of family it is, the more rebellious the children will be in the end." Everyone has a youth, and the boyfriend's tone became sincere, "Xiaotong has been learning ballet and piano since she was young, constantly participating in competitions and speeches. Her parents are eager to send her abroad to apply for Ivy League schools, and she is particularly afraid of disappointing her parents. When she entered the third year of high school, everyone was working hard, but she didn't make any progress. Her family was anxious, and she was anxious too, and she couldn't continue her studies."

In his words, the perfect Miao Tong showed an unknown side.

"Since last year, she stopped going to cram school, and has been chasing stars, playing games, and lying to her parents on weekends that she was going to the library, but in fact she was just out having fun." The boyfriend said, "She didn't do well in the mock exams this year, so she panicked and said she might as well just get recommended. Her grades in the first and second year of high school were good, so she could give it a try, but it's a bit difficult because of the relationship between their class monitor and her."

He recalled, "A month ago, uh, I remember that day we played a script-killing game, and she suddenly told me that she had thought of a way to solve the problem of recommended admission."

"How is she going to solve it?"

"I don't know. She didn't tell me in detail, but from what she said, she must have got some evidence." The boyfriend said, "I didn't take it seriously at the time. Women are like that. They think what they want to do. I don't know why she committed suicide."

Ji Feng took out a notepad and a pen and said, "Since you two met online, come on, write down Miao Tong's social account."

The boyfriend said awkwardly, "Personal privacy..."

"Miao Tong's parents probably don't know that you are dating a high school girl." Jian Jing played the villain today, "Do you want me to notify them for you?"

The boyfriend had to write down the account and secretly made up his mind to delete everything on his account.

It was past ten o'clock when he left.

Jian Jing: "I'm hungry."

"They say crayfish is good for you no matter how full you are." Ji Feng sighed, "Midnight snack?"

She thought about it and shook her head: "No, I'm going home."

Ji Feng was surprised. When Teacher Jian was investigating a case, he was so excited that he wanted to work all night long. Now that he has a clear clue, he actually wants to go back to rest?

"You don't feel well."

She rolled her eyes at him.

"You should have said it earlier." Ji Feng shook his head, "Okay, get in the car, I'll take you home." Jian Jing

went home unhappy.

Knight: "Hmm~~"

She: "..." I don't want to walk anymore, I'm tired.

"Let me take you for a walk." Ji Feng took her to the door of her house, and when he saw her, he held out his hand, "Give me the leash."

Jian Jing was surprised: "You are so free today, don't you have to go back to work overtime?"

"Teacher Jian, there is a situation that requires me to ask for leave." He held down the lively dog ​​and put a leash on it, "Okay, I'll bring it back to you later."

Jian Jing looked him up and down.

This person is not right, did he take the wrong medicine?

"See you later."

The man and the dog left.

Jian Jing had no more tasks to do, so she quickly took a hot bath. After her physical fitness points increased, the negative effects of her menstrual period were not that great, and she rarely had dysmenorrhea or back pain.

However, changes in hormones cannot be changed by enhancing physiological functions, and it is inevitable to feel tired, have mood swings, and various strange discomforts.

I must have worked too long today, and my body started to protest.

Oh.

Let's make a cup of hot cocoa.

By the way, I checked Miao Tong's account.

Female high school students have a wide range of interests and hobbies. They chase stars and collect data, watch TV dramas and find couples. They also joined a stray cat rescue group and helped make some poster pictures.

It is not difficult to find her boyfriend's number from the accounts she often forwarded. Although the other party cleverly unfollowed each other, it is impossible to delete all the Weibo posts for the time being. Following the clues, it is not difficult to find out the other party's identity.

However, this person is not the focus.

Miao Tong only thought of a way to beat Class Monitor Wu a month ago. It is probably not a problem in real life. A senior high school student is almost in school all day long. What kind of handle can she have? The probability of the Internet is higher.

Jian Jing mainly screened the accounts that had interacted with Miao Tong the most in the past few months. It

was a big project.

Fortunately, help arrived soon.

"Woof!" The rider, who had just returned from a good time, rushed straight to Jian Jing, ready to act coquettishly.

Jian Jing held the dog's head, refusing the dirty dog ​​to get on the sofa, and grabbed its ears: "Come with me to wash my feet." She also greeted the guests, "Sit anywhere, get your drinks from the refrigerator, this is the iPad, I have found all the accounts, check them one by one."

Having known each other for several years, Ji Feng was not polite, changed his shoes and went into the house, taking a look at her home environment.

Lives alone, has a good security system, hourly workers clean regularly (but a little lazy), dog is well trained, doesn't cook, but often uses small appliances.

Opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of iced mineral water, found a lot of Chinese and Western snacks.

At least two people delivered them.

"What did you find out?" Jian Jing stood behind him and asked suddenly.

"You have a wide range of recipes." Ji Feng praised her, "You don't get fat even though you eat so many high-calorie foods. You exercise regularly."

She rolled her eyes, but didn't ask any more questions, motioning him to get back to work: "Miao Tong is very active on the Internet. We have checked some of them."

"It doesn't matter if you stay up all night," he said, "If you feel uncomfortable, go to bed early, don't force yourself."

Jian Jing nestled into the sofa piled with cushions: "I'm not tired, look."

"Okay." Ji Feng let her go. Anyway, Teacher Jian worked overtime on her own initiative, unlike him who had to support his family and would always go to sleep when he was tired.

He started working, much faster than Jian Jing.

She wondered: "Why do you think you're working so fast?"

"Nothing special, just practice makes perfect." A true overtime worker spoke the motto of life.