Investigation work is always boring and tedious.

After doing it for a while, Jian Jing couldn't help but call the riders over, rub their heads, pull their ears, and order some snacks.

Then he continued to watch.

The children's speeches were one-sided and radical, and when they quarreled, the level of swearing was jaw-dropping. The more she read, the more headache she had. She couldn't help but ask, "What are kids thinking about nowadays?"

Ji Feng: "You have no right to criticize others if you write about criminal cases in high school."

Jian Jing glared at him, saying that she was good but the other Jing Jing was not: "You know shit. That's called exploring human nature."

"Okay, you are profound." Ji Feng clicked on the next page and scanned the ten lines at a glance. "Miao Tong is a typical dual personality. In the eyes of teachers and classmates, she is sensible and obedient, and has good interpersonal relationships. But on the Internet, she is very radical. Oh, look at this sharp writing style, tsk."

Jian Jing thought thoughtfully: "She is very aggressive. She is not the kind of person who gets negative and wants to die when she encounters setbacks."

"This is the biggest suspicious point in the case." Ji Feng said, "If it's not suicide, we need to solve a more troublesome problem - how did the murderer disappear at the scene."

It was already past twelve o'clock, and he was still in good spirits. He asked with a smile: "Teacher Jian, you are good at this, do you have any ideas?"

Jian Jing looked at him and said: "The murderer is Spider-Man. He flew directly from the roof of the office building to the laboratory building."

Ji Feng: "..."

"You really hold a grudge." He said honestly.

"Huh!"

Chatting and working at the same time, another hour passed, and Ji Feng found a few screenshots: "Look at this account, she has taken screenshots several times, but after so many scrolls, I have never seen a message."

"It must have been deleted." Jian Jing threw away the phone and moved closer to take a look.

The account that Miao Tong took a screenshot of had posted some very bad comments, involving many discordant contents.

Ji Feng sent the account to his colleague and sent him a WeChat message: [Check this account for me when you wake up]

Ten minutes later, he replied angrily: [Fuck you, I just went to sleep, hurry up]

Ji Feng: [Check it for me when you wake up before going to sleep]

The other party: [zZZ]

Ji Feng returned the call without changing his expression: "The result will be tomorrow morning, go to sleep first, I'm leaving." He rubbed the knight's head vigorously, "Little guy, I'm leaving."

"Hmm~" The sleepy knight whimpered vaguely.

Ji Feng was happy and squatted down to stroke its back. The German Shepherd's hair is not long, and you can see the undulations of its muscles when you touch it, which is strong and beautiful.

"Teacher Jian, you dog..." He had only said half of the words when he heard a muffled sound and the bedroom door closed.

Jian Jing had already gone into the house.

Ji Feng couldn't help laughing and shook his head. He cleaned up the snack packaging paper and the empty mineral water bottle, threw them into the garbage bag, picked them up and took them away.

"Teacher Jian, I'm leaving. I've closed the door for you." He said, closed the door, and went home slowly.

The sky

was full of twinkling stars. On the way home, he felt cool all the way. Ji Feng opened the door and the house was quiet.

He took a quick shower and lay on the bed, but he didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he simply took out the photo album from the bookshelf. This is an old photo album with a hard cover.

He tore off the inner paper, revealing the shell skin that had been shoveled away for the most part, with a few thin papers sandwiched inside.

Although he had memorized the contents by heart, Ji Feng still flipped through them page by page.

After reading, he went to sleep.

The next morning, he was woken up by a call from a colleague.

The other party greeted him "cordially and friendly", and then told him the result of the search.

As expected, it was Wu Jincheng.

He called Jian Jing: "Are you going to the crime scene?"

"What time is it?"

"Seven fifty."

"Sleep a little longer."

"Then in the afternoon, I'll go to work half a day."

She hung up.

Ji Feng went to work as usual, took two statements, and wrote the case closing report that he owed.

Lao Gao asked him, "What's going on between you and Xiao Wang from the security department?"

"A girl fell from a building at Yunyun School." Ji Feng stared at the screen and answered casually, "Invite her to give a safety lecture there."

Lao Gao: "People said you let her go."

Ji Feng: "...I forgot."

"Look at you, ah, this is really outrageous." Lao Gao was so angry that he said, "Hurry up, it's almost time for dinner, go and treat them to a meal to make up for it, don't just give up and let it go."

Ji Feng was about to speak when the phone rang.

Jian Jing: "Get up, come pick me up."

"Got it, I'll be there in 20 minutes." Ji Feng hung up the phone and saved the document, "I'll definitely treat you next time."

Lao Gao had sharp eyes and had already spotted the name on the caller ID, and said, "Are you having lunch with Teacher Jian?"

"Investigating a case, there's something wrong with the case of the man falling from a building." Ji Feng rummaged through his drawer without any politeness, "Do you have any biscuits? Give me two."

Lao Gao deliberately said, "Have lunch first, then go. Five or six minutes won't hurt."

"Forget it, we can't neglect the little princess. We said 20 minutes, but we'd better get there in 19 minutes." Ji Feng found a bag of fresh toast, made by Lao Gao's wife. It was very soft and not inferior to the finished products in the bakery. "Sister-in-law is a good cook."

Lao Gao looked painful: "Don't be so mean. Isn't Teacher Jian a good person? She doesn't have the airs of a great writer and is very polite. Hey, is that enough? Two pieces are not enough? Leave me some."

"To be honest, I didn't call out 'Little Princess Jinwu'." Ji Feng swallowed the toast and waved his hand. "I can't come back today. Call me if you have anything."

He left in a hurry.

Another colleague raised his head and gossiped openly: "Have you noticed that this guy is not as hardworking as he used to be? He even took a normal vacation last week."

"Yunyun is about to take the college entrance examination." Lao Gao criticized him in front of others, but helped him behind his back, "You don't understand because you don't have children. If you don't pay attention now, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

The colleague shook his head: "No, it's still not right. Does he have a partner?"

Lao Gao sighed and said mysteriously: "It's difficult!"

Ji Feng took 18 minutes to arrive at Jian Jing's house on time.

She just came out slowly, saw him, looked at her watch, and was very satisfied: "Have you eaten?"

"Have you eaten?" he asked back.

Jian Jing: "No."

"Then eat first."

Jian Jing was not picky about lunch. She had a pork chop rice in a small shop near the middle school. The taste was not good or bad, just the taste of student days.

Ji Feng said: "I always ate in the cafeteria when I was a student."

"So honest?" Jian Jing was surprised.

Ji Feng glanced at her: "Do you know what work-study programs are? The kind that include meals."

"Sorry."

"Silly, what's there to be sorry about?" He didn't care. "It's actually pretty good. The portions are large and the auntie gives a lot. At the end, all the leftovers are in my bowl."

Jian Jing was jealous: "I go to the cafeteria to get food now, and the auntie only gives me half a spoonful."

Ji Feng laughed so hard.

After lunch, the two of them returned to the laboratory building.

Yesterday, Jian Jing didn't have much time to check the site. Today, she walked around the building with an umbrella.

"Have you seen the surveillance?" She stood on the rooftop, holding onto the railing and looking down.

Ji Feng said, "I have checked it, and indeed no suspicious people were photographed. However, this building has many blind spots for surveillance."

The campus is too large, and surveillance cameras are a considerable expense, so they save money wherever possible. The teaching building has the most surveillance, with two cameras on each floor, basically no blind spots, then the office building, followed by the laboratory building, but all installed in the classroom and the fourth floor.

"The fourth floor is the multimedia classroom, and there are surveillance cameras on both sides of the corridor. The third and second floors are chemistry, physics, and biology laboratories, with many expensive equipment, and surveillance cameras are installed in the classrooms. The music room below the first floor is also inside."

"So, the most critical surveillance camera at the staircase entrance on the first floor is fake?" Jian Jing asked.

"Yes." Ji Feng nodded, "And for such a big school, there are more than one or two."

Jian Jing said meaningfully: "It saves a lot of money."

"Yes."

After looking at the laboratory building, Jian Jing turned around the positions of several witnesses and said, "It doesn't seem to be very difficult."

"Cracked?" Ji Feng asked.

"A small part." She looked at her watch. It was still early. "It's almost time. Do you want to go back to work? If not, let's go to the next clue."

Ji Feng said: "What clue?"

"Script killing." After playing the script killing, Miao Tong had an inspiration to solve the problem. Jian Jing of course wanted to find out.

Ji Feng: "What is that?"

"Old-fashioned." Although she despised it, she still learned about this popular entertainment activity.

Then it was Ji Feng's turn to look down on him: "What's the point of this, just entertaining yourself?"

Jian Jing looked at him: "It's not too late to talk about it after you win."

The name of this script is "Ghost Hotel", with an estimated time of 5 hours and a total of 10 participants. It mainly tells the story of the Republic of China period, when people from all sides gathered in a hotel, spies were everywhere, assassinations were everywhere, and mysterious ghosts appeared late at night to take revenge on the living.

Jian Jing was also playing this kind of dress-up reasoning game for the first time, and she was quite looking forward to it at the beginning.

However, this is an emotional script.

The ghost turned out to be a real ghost, a dead singer who originally sold her body to make money and sent her lover to college, but her lover fell in love with Bai Fumei and abandoned her.

She committed suicide and her ghost lingered in the hotel, specifically looking for revenge on the treacherous man.

Then, the new singing girl pillar of the hotel was a spy who sold her skills but not her body, and collected intelligence everywhere. She fell in love with a patriotic college student and covered up for him several times.

The college student loved the smart and kind female classmate.

The lover who abandoned his girlfriend has become the son-in-law of a rich and beautiful family, took over the family property, and wanted to buy the hotel. As a result, he was shot and fell to his death while escaping.

The rich young man was ambiguous with the singing girl while also in love with the female student.

The female student also has a friend who is the child of the family driver. After graduating from college, he became a reporter and was going to interview the singing girl today.

The doctor who attended the medical conference actually has another identity.

The manager is actually an undercover agent.

The security guard is a gangster who heard that the deceased was a traitor and planned to assassinate him.

An ordinary businessman also hides a terrible secret. He is actually a master who exorcises ghosts.

Jian Jing: "..."

She drew the identity of a female classmate.

A patriotic university student loves her, a rich young man loves her, and a reporter loves her too.

She was forced to accept several confessions.

The host also said that her acceptance of confessions from different people would trigger different endings.

The three male players all looked at her sincerely, hoping to have a real love with the beauty through a scripted kill.

She: "Let's talk about the case."

"The murderer was not in the victim's room at all. We mistakenly thought that the murderer shot and killed the victim, and the victim was panicked and jumped off the building to his death when he was escaping, so it became a locked room. On the contrary, the murderer was not in the room at all."

While solving the case, Jian Jing was thinking about the inspiration that this script brought to Miao Tong.

"The deceased climbed out of the balcony, but suddenly heard a gunshot. He was startled and fell to his death." Jian Jing pointed at the manager, "The murderer is you. Your room is just above the deceased. Only the gunshot close to him would make him mistakenly think that he was shot."

Manager Ji said perfunctorily in his busy schedule: "Where is the evidence? I don't have any gunpowder reaction."

Jian Jing: "Champagne, only your room has champagne."

"It's not necessarily champagne. There are two reasons for the sound of a gunshot. One is the 'bang' of air being ejected from the barrel, and the other is the bullet breaking the sound barrier. So, as long as there is a gun, it is possible to fake such a sound without real bullets, and there will be no smoke reaction." Ji Feng said calmly, "Others can do it too. The chain of evidence is not unique enough." Jian Jing

closed the script with a "snap" and stared at him coldly: "Do you admit it?"

"Tsk, I can't afford to play with you." Ji Feng sneered and raised his hands in surrender before she got angry. "I recognize it, it's me, it's me, let's go eat."