Ji Feng brought the suspect back to the police station, which attracted many envious and jealous eyes.

These days, the crime rate remains high, but the crime clearance rate stubbornly refuses to rise, and the police are under great pressure. But if you think about it carefully, you will know that the number of cases is increasing, but the crime clearance rate has not dropped, and the police have put in more and more efforts.

The feeling of solving the case in one hour of police duty is really damn wonderful. No police officer can resist such good luck, even Ji Feng, who is known as a rising star in the police force.

This month's performance has increased by one-tenth.

He happily began to interrogate Sun Bing, and after taking notes, the next one was Lu Weiguo.

It was at this time that he received a WeChat message from Jian Jing.

Her request was not excessive, and Ji Feng was willing to give her this face.

Therefore, when Lu Weiguo talked about how he moved Lu Xue's remains to the study hall, he suddenly said: "You mean, moving Lu Xue's remains was your personal decision?"

Lu Weiguo: "Yes."

"Reason?"

"I want to find the person who killed my daughter." He said simply.

Ji Feng smiled gently - people who knew him knew that this guy often used such a friendly way to deceive the interrogated person's favor - slowed down his speech: "You want to scare him, make him feel guilty, and show his true colors, is that what you mean?"

Lu Weiguo nodded.

"That's very strange. The person you suspected was the manager of Butian Bookstore, but you put the body at a quiet book signing event." Ji Feng dug a hole to bury the person, "According to what you said, it would be more appropriate to put it in the manager's office, right?"

Lu Weiguo was stunned for a moment and explained, "There are a lot of people there, and I wanted to make a big deal out of it."

"Then, you also ruined the surveillance video on the second floor?" he asked.

Lu Weiguo said, "I don't know which one is bad. I didn't think about anything. Police comrade, I just want to find the person who killed my daughter."

"You don't know that the camera is bad, and you just happened to walk in the blind spot of the surveillance?" Ji Feng picked up a pen and paper and hastily drew a simple map. "You don't know that the surveillance is bad, so you should walk as you should, but look, to avoid other cameras, this road has to be so winding."

He slapped the paper in front of Lu Weiguo and his tone became cold: "Tell me, why do you have to walk so windingly? Are you dancing with a shaman?"

Lu Weiguo's lips moved slightly, and he stammered, "I, I..."

He stuttered and couldn't explain.

"Explain who told you to do this." Ji Feng emphasized.

Perhaps the police have a natural intimidation on ordinary people. Lu Weiguo confessed after a short while. The idea of ​​moving the body was given to him by someone else.

"He said he could help me as long as I did what he said. I had no other choice. I don't know anything. Police comrade, my biggest wish in life is to find the person who killed my daughter. He said this would work, so I must try it." Lu Weiguo tried in vain to defend himself, "I don't know anything else."

Ji Feng asked again: "How did he contact you?"

"When I went home, he found me, talked to me and left." Lu Weiguo replied.

"Did you see his appearance clearly?"

"No. It was raining that day, and he was holding an umbrella, and I saw... yes, he has a scar on his hand." Lu Weiguo gestured on the back of his hand, "That's all I know."

Ji Feng could see that he was telling the truth.

He did not embarrass the old man anymore, and of course he did not let him go - when he rushed to the bookstore, Lu Weiguo was about to attack Manager Sun - he handed the subsequent interrogation to his colleagues, and went to check the phone number called to the activities manager.

As expected, it was a stolen number, and it had been reported lost.

The clue was broken.

Ji Feng took out a cigarette and lit it, and he couldn't help but be curious: This man obviously came here for Jian Jing, what did he want to do?

"Famous novelist helps police solve human bone case"

"A perfect marketing hype: Have you seen through the mystery of the book signing event?" "

Readers line up in a long queue outside the bookstore for the book signing of "Devil Doctor""

"The Corpse Mystery: A Wonderful Live Reasoning Show"

...

In the new media era, it is never too early to publish news at night. Starting that night, many media outlets reported on the cases at the book signing event. The difference is that those who received money from Jinwu praised it greatly, while those who received money from others questioned the hype. Passersby

watched the excitement and joined the discussion. Some said that since the police had reported it, it should be true, while others said that it was just a mention, and such a big deal must be for the purpose of hype to sell books.

Of course, fans disagreed and defended it in every possible way.

Hot Comment 1: Are you illiterate? The police notice is there, take a good look at it yourself! It was Teacher Jian who helped to find the murderer!

Hot Comment 2 Teacher Jian is really talented, you are jealous [Lemon]

Hot Comment 3: She is not the only enthusiastic citizen who helped solve the case. Something happened at the neighbor's house, and I provided surveillance to the police. Did I tell everyone about it?

Hot Comment 4: Did the person above catch the murderer? Or did he surrender himself? ?

...

Both parties were able to fight hard and it was on the hot search for a long time, but Jian Jing was just a "slightly famous" new writer at that time. There were more than one billion people in the country, and not many people knew her.

At night, a celebrity broke out a scandal that seemed true or false, and everyone quickly jumped into the new melon field.

However, the goose leaves traces after passing by. After the recent news, Jian Jing's name is like a seed, buried in the hearts of the public. Every time it is mentioned in the future, it is like watering and fertilizing.

Over time, one day it will grow into a towering tree. By then, even if it dominates the headlines, I am afraid everyone will have to nod and admit that "it is well deserved."

Of course, this is all later.

Jian Jing cannot foresee the future, and at this time she is still worried about the case. The corpse appeared at her book signing event, and it was indeed aimed at her.

What is the point of doing this?

The biggest beneficiary of ruining her autograph session is her competitor, but this approach is obviously not in line with the model of commercial competition. And if it is for her own sake, it seems a little painless.

Pervert?

As soon as the thought came to her, she got goosebumps all over her body, and decisively agreed to Kang Mucheng's proposal to upgrade the security system at home.

It is definitely worth spending money on personal safety.

However, can such a small problem really be solved by applying for a permit?

The answer is: Yes.

Mr. Kang kept his word and got the permit within a few days. He found a familiar security company and renovated the house inside and out.

Jian Jing gained more knowledge. The combination of mechanical techniques and technology in this parallel world has resulted in a very sophisticated structural design.

The device that releases tear gas is hidden inside the central air conditioner and cannot be seen from the outside. The switch is just an air conditioner remote control, which can be used normally. Once the specified password is entered, the new interface can be unlocked.

In order to interfere with the line of sight, a secret compartment was made behind the door. If someone tries to crack the password and leave, it will trigger the alarm and the fire alarm, and the chicken in the soup will be soaked in a second.

Jian Jing: o(￣▽￣)d

When she and Ji Feng were having dinner, she mentioned this incident unintentionally.

"I didn't expect this to be a personal protection order." Jian Jing was very moved, thinking it was just another feature of this world.

"No." Ji Feng invited Jian Jing to this dinner mainly to thank Jian Jing for the performance, but he didn't expect to find out something of interest. "It's impossible to apply for a permit just based on that bouquet of flowers."

Jian Jing was stunned, and her face was full of ashamed: "But I do have it."

"Not private security?" Ji Feng raised his eyebrows.

Private security □□, wandering in the gray area. Jian Jing, however, was not like that. He pulled out the electronic version and said, "Take a look. Is this fake?"

Ji Feng took it and carefully compared the format and official seal. He was even more surprised than her: "It's real. How is it possible?!"

Jian Jing said, "Seeing is believing."

"That proves that my hunch may be right." He put down his chopsticks and said with interest, "Someone is targeting you."

The place where the two of them had dinner was a Cangfei restaurant located in a residential area. It took a long time to get there after turning into the alley. But it was very popular. Every time we arrived at the restaurant, the dozen or so tables in the house and the courtyard were all full. The heat of the food came in waves, accompanied by the bitter smell of beer and the smell of people's sweat, and it was full of the smell of fireworks.

But in such a bustling place, Jian Jing sat there, feeling a chill running up her spine, her hair standing on end.

"Officer Ji, are you serious?" she asked.

"No need to be so polite, just call me by my name." Ji Feng held a cigarette in his mouth, resisting the urge to light it, "Of course it's true, but it's just my feeling, it's not accurate."

"Is it possible?" Jian Jing was amused by him, "You know, someone is a top student who graduated from the Public Security University with full marks in all subjects, and was specially recruited into the Criminal Investigation Brigade."

Ji Feng "tsk"ed, "Are you checking me?" "

It's said in the news reports." Jian Jing said, "Otherwise, how would I dare to go out to eat with you?"

He laughed, "No way? You weren't so wary of me before."

"Public places are one thing, and going out to eat alone is another." Jian Jing didn't take it seriously. This world is more dangerous than before, and it is never too careful.

But then again, she didn't know that Ji Feng's resume was so impressive: he was a top student at the People's Public Security University, with full marks in all subjects. After graduation, he did not go to the police station for internship, but was directly recruited into the criminal investigation detachment. In his first year, he participated in solving a major case and was called a rising star in the police force by the media, with many flattering words.

Such people told her that you are being targeted, and you would be scared if you are not.

"I have no evidence, it's just my intuition." Ji Feng said, "In Lu Xue's case, he was...how should I put it, saying hello. 'Hi, hello, I'm here, do you see me?', you know what I mean?"

He was inevitably excited when talking about the case, and finally couldn't resist the urge to take out a lighter and light a cigarette: "But there is a problem, it's the first time we met, it's a bit abrupt, so I didn't think much about it at first. What if it's not the first time?" Jian Jing

was immediately alert: "Not the first time?"

"He recognized you." The handsome police officer smiled, revealing a row of neat white teeth, "You, don't you know this person?"

Jian Jing fell into deep thought.

When she saw Ai Xin for the first time, she instinctively felt uncomfortable. Ji Feng's words could explain the strangeness in her heart.

The problem is that she didn't have this person in her memory.

"I don't remember anything like this happening," she said cautiously, "I have no impression of it at all."

"Ask Kang Mucheng." Ji Feng flicked off the ash of his cigarette, and everyone could see that he was very interested. "Some cases are highly confidential, and I have no right to view them, but he was able to apply for a permit, so he might be an insider."

Jian Jing raised her eyebrows, crossed her arms and said, "So today's meal is not to thank me, but a banquet at Hongmen."

"Don't you want to know?" He coaxed her.

Jian Jing smiled slightly and said decisively, "No."

"Why?" Ji Feng was very curious.

"You have no evidence." She used her own method to return the favor, "How can I ask about something without evidence?"

Ji Feng shook his head and said affirmatively, "You don't want to ask."

Jian Jing did not answer, nor did she deny it. If their intuition is correct, it means that part of her inherited memory is missing, and Kang Mucheng may know about it but chooses to hide it.

This matter is definitely very serious, and she doesn't want to act rashly and expose her memory problems.

"Forget it, it's your business anyway." Ji Feng put out the cigarette butt and didn't ask any further questions.

Although he smelled an unusual smell, there was no evidence that it was a hard injury. He and Jian Jing had only known each other for a short time and were far from trusting each other. It was normal for her to have reservations.

"I have to go back to duty." Ji Feng looked at his watch and shamelessly asked, "Give me a ride."

Jian Jing looked at him, expressionless: "I took a taxi."

He shook his beer can and tapped her Coke bottle: "You didn't drink."

"I don't like drinking." She lied.

"Last time when I parked your car for you, I saw a receipt from the convenience store, which showed a dozen beers." Ji Feng enjoyed teasing the suspect very much, and said slowly, "Also, there is mud on the soles of your shoes. How could you get mud on the cement road when you parked your taxi? The parking spaces here are very small, so you must have stepped on the greenery next to it when you parked your car."

Jian Jing glanced at the soles of his shoes doubtfully.

Where did the mud come from?

"I was just kidding you." He succeeded in his bluff and laughed, "I saw your car when I came here."

Jian Jing: "..."

"Boss, settle the bill." He patted his trousers and stood up. "Teacher Jian, let's go. I have a night shift tonight."

He had to admit defeat.

Jian Jing took a detour and sent Ji Feng back to the police station.

On the road, the neon lights were bright and the night breeze was cool.

"We're here." She braked and the wheels locked precisely at the gate. "Please, Officer Ji."

"Oh, are you angry?" Ji Feng unbuckled his seat belt and got out, but did not leave. He put his arm on the car door and said with a smile, "No, Teacher Jian, I'm glad to treat you to this dinner. If something like this happens next time, remember to call me."

Jian Jing frowned: "Next time? I don't want to encounter any more cases, so do

n't be so grumpy." "This is the truth. I think so too." He looked at her with a smile in his eyes. "But, do you dare to say that you didn't feel happy when you solved the case?"

She raised her eyebrows.

"You have a sense of justice and you have the ability. More importantly, you don't hate solving cases." The young and handsome police officer stood in the evening breeze and said leisurely, "Once in the hospital, once in the school, once in the bookstore, and you will come again next time and the next time."

"We are the same kind of people. You are already enjoying the process."