Winter nights are extremely cold, and the cold wind is like a steel needle that can penetrate the skin and drill into the bones, freezing the blood into ice chips.

Ji Feng was sitting in the car, and he couldn't keep the air conditioner on all the time, so he had to wrap himself in a blanket and close his eyes to rest.

A few days ago, his mobile phone was broken. Although he quickly bought a new one at a nearby store, he had to give up because he was in a hurry and didn't have time to wait for the business hall to open to reissue the card.

But Yunyun went to the capital to study at university, and she had to call him every week. If he couldn't get through for two days in a row, he would definitely be worried. She didn't have anyone to ask. Lao Gao was one of them, but he wouldn't tell the truth. Nine out of ten times, she would ask Teacher Jian.

Teacher Jian... Teacher Jian had a bit of a temper.

If there is a suitable reason, she doesn't mind to take the initiative to chat with you. If not, if you don't look for me, I won't look for you either. Do you think you are so great?

Really princess-like.

But she has the capital to be arrogant.

Not to mention that she is interested, even if she has a look of keeping strangers away, there are still many men willing to circle around her, begging her to give her a chance to chat.

There is no way, society is so realistic. Pretty girls will have no shortage of suitors. If they are pretty and rich, it will be even more amazing. Seven out of ten men will be tempted.

The remaining three claim to be not superficial. Of course, a beautiful appearance is good, but it is better to have inner beauty.

What about Teacher Jian? Integrity, kindness, intelligence, courage... It is unfair to say that she has inner beauty. Her soul is shining.

So in a nutshell, whether you are vulgar and lustful, or you think highly of yourself and are picky, the result will be the same.

I was distracted.

Given Teacher Jian's personality, she would definitely want to find out everything after Yunyun called. Lao Gao didn't dare to fool her, and might even reveal a word or two.

As long as they go to the office, he believes that Teacher Jian will be able to find the key.

After getting the key, she will inevitably scold him a hundred or eighty times, and then run to find the lock. If she remembers the school, it won't be difficult to find the things. If she doesn't remember this incident... it's better not to mix it up.

Ji Feng couldn't tell whether he hoped she would find it or not.

To be honest, his father's matter was very delicate.

If the murderer was a villain, the sacrifice would not be so difficult to accept. Especially after he became a policeman, Ji Feng was always prepared for the day when he would not be able to come back.

His father must have thought about this day.

But is Zhang Peiru a vicious and evil person?

No.

In 2007, Ji Feng was already in high school, and he even remembered that his father had mentioned this case.

Ji Liming was full of sympathy for Zhang Peiru, and he couldn't help sighing when he talked about her.

"In March, she came every day, without missing a day, and came to see me, Lao Tan, and Lao Huang. In April, when the leaders came to inspect, she knelt there as soon as they got out of the car, saying "it's unfair" all the time, and swore to the heavens that Wu Honglin would never kill anyone, and asked us to continue investigating and clear her husband's name."

His daughter was still young, and his wife had passed away. Ji Liming felt very uncomfortable, and could only talk to his precocious son.

He said, "Xiao Feng, I'm not sure, you know?"

At that time, Ji Feng was still a jerk, and he would

choke his father as soon as he opened his mouth: "Is Wu Honglin the murderer?" Ji Liming asked back: "If it's not him, then who is it? The person can't die on his own, and the murderer can't die after committing the crime, right?"

Ji Feng: "Maybe the fifth case is a copycat crime."

Ji Liming shook his head: "It's unlikely, the same method of disposing the body, the same model of diesel, and the female victim is about the same age."

Ji Feng: "What do you suspect?"

Ji Liming: "Motive. You say he's after money, the truck driver can't make much, but if he wants to commit a crime, why would he go back to Heping City? Who can find him if he makes a quick buck in another place? But if he's after people..."

He shook his head and said, "The relationship between him and his wife doesn't seem fake."

"Do you want to overturn the verdict?" Ji Feng asked casually. "Even if you want to do it, I guess the other party won't agree

." An unsolved murder case is not a good thing for KPI. In 2003, the police in charge of the case, regardless of their rank, were disciplined. They just couldn't solve the case, and the whole team was punished.

This time, we finally got clues and arrested him. Although the sudden death was too unexpected, we want to overturn the verdict. Don't even think about what colleagues and leaders think. Do you have evidence?

If there is no new evidence and you want to overturn the verdict, then you have a brain problem.

Ji Liming just sighed at home and did what he had to do. There was more than one case, and other cases were waiting in line.

However, many years later, Ji Feng still regretted it when he thought about it.

Even if he couldn't restart the investigation, if Ji Liming could talk to Wu Honglin's wife, he wouldn't have been stabbed to death in the street.

What does it mean to be killed by a thin woman with a knife?

Is it the grievance of revenge, or the retribution for wrongly accusing a good person?

And as a son, what can Ji Feng do? The prisoner was subdued on the spot, the court sentenced her, and she accepted the punishment and served more than ten years in prison.

He is a policeman who has studied and understood the law. He can't just go out for revenge like the murderer, right?

But he can't bear this breath no matter what.

Ji Feng thought that the only thing he could do for his father was to find out the truth. If it was Wu Honglin, he could tell Zhang Peiru upright that you were wrong to kill my father, and he was not wrong.

If not... let him, as a son, find out the truth for his father and complete what he has not done.

However, the case is not that easy to investigate.

Although there are some news reports on the Internet, they all hide key clues. To restore the case, it is necessary to access the case files of that year and examine the few physical evidences.

This can only be done after becoming a policeman.

In the third month after Ji Feng's internship, he was transferred to the branch because of his outstanding performance in handling cases. He first stayed in the public security brigade for half a year, and then was transferred to the criminal investigation, where he stayed for many years.

He pieced together and slowly came into contact with the people and events of that year, but found that the case was more difficult than he thought.

First of all, there was too little physical evidence.

The bodies were burned, and all traces of the murderer were burned away, making it difficult to determine whether they were sexually assaulted. For Wang Zihui and Li Xiaonuan, the bodies were relatively intact, but they wore condoms so there would be no semen left, and the hair that might have fallen off was burned, so no trace could be found.

Then, there are three victims whose identities are unknown.

In a serial murder case, the first victim is crucial. In the case of the Snow Woman Corpse, the murderer went to great lengths to change the order in which the bodies appeared in order to cover up his relationship with his wife.

The first three victims were burned beyond recognition and their identities could not be identified. They were compared with the missing cases reported, but no match was found. Until now, they are still the unknown female corpses No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3.

Finally, in the case of Li Xiaonuan, who is the murderer?

This is the most important breakthrough and the key case to lock Wu Honglin.

He copied all the confessions home and read them when he was free, but there was no result. So later, he changed his method and stopped staring at the original records and went to find new evidence himself.

If the stem of a question is missing, no matter how hard you try, you will not get the answer. Not everyone can handle novel-style reasoning like Teacher Jian.

Teacher Jian... Teacher Jian should have received the things by now.

What will she do?

Needless to say, she will definitely go to find Zhang Peiru. Ji Feng thought, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.

Jian Jing read the verdict and thought Zhang Peiru was still in prison. Who would have thought that she would call her and was told that she had been released. Calculating the time, it was only more than half a month.

This is a difficult situation.

Jian Jing thought about it and decided to try her luck in Anju Community. This is where Wu Honglin and Zhang Peiru lived back then. Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the already dilapidated community looks even more dilapidated and old.

The building was dim, with bicycles, cars, and electric vehicles parked in a mess. The gatekeeper closed his eyes and listened to the Peking Opera on the radio, ignoring the people coming in and out.

It was so chaotic that it was useless to ask the property manager for an estimate.

Jian Jing had no choice but to walk into a real estate agency on the roadside and pretend to look at houses. The agent was very enthusiastic and said that he had several rental houses and could rent whatever she wanted.

"Let me take a look first." She pointed to the Anju community, "Are there any empty houses here?"

"Yes, yes." The agent took the key and took her there.

On the way, Jian Jing finally said her purpose: "Do you have all the rental houses in this community?"

"Yes, this is the area our company is in charge of."

Jian Jing took out two RMB notes: "I want to know if there is a middle-aged woman in her 50s, surnamed Zhang, who has rented a house here recently?"

The young man was stunned.

"She may prefer Building 4." She added three more notes and used a trust card, "Is there?"

The agent rubbed his hands, did not ask her what her purpose was, and said: "This is a coincidence, I really know, half a month ago I received an old lady, who specifically asked for the east side of the 3rd floor of Building 4, but it had been rented out long ago, and there was only one vacant room on the 6th floor, facing the same direction, so she rented that house, and her surname is Zhang."

Jian Jing handed him the money.

"Miss, I don't want the money. Let's add each other on WeChat and make friends." said the agent.

Jian Jing opened WeChat and asked him to scan the code.

The agent happily added her and left happily.

Jian Jing: It's not my number anyway.

There is no elevator in the old community. She climbed to the sixth floor and was worried that no one would be home when she knocked on the door.

Who would have thought that the door would be opened as soon as she knocked.

"Who is it?" An old woman answered the door. She should be around 50 years old, but she looked like she was over 60, with very white hair.

But she was well-dressed, clean, thin and agile.

Jian Jing smiled and said, "Excuse me, is this Ms. Zhang Peiru?"

"From your community?" Zhang Peiru's attitude was not easy to calculate, but not too bad.

Jian Jing asked, "Can I come in?"

Zhang Peiru was not wary of her because she was a young girl, so she stepped aside to let her in.

Jian Jing looked around. The house was simple, with almost nothing in it. There was only a small pot in the kitchen, cooking a handful of white noodles and boiling two small green vegetables.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm a writer who specializes in writing crime mystery stories." Jian Jing thought of an excuse, "I'm also very interested in some real-life cases, and I like to investigate the details and hidden stories behind them."

Zhang Peiru frowned and said stiffly, "Then you've found the wrong person."

Jian Jing smiled, "Please listen to me. I'm not interested in your case, but the serial murder case that your husband was involved in has not yet been concluded."

After a pause, she went straight to the point, "Ms. Zhang, I don't think your husband is the murderer. I want to investigate this case."

Zhang Peiru was stunned.

She was a little defensive, a little bit incredulous, and a little bit fearful: "Really?"

Jian Jing pretended to be a lady, nodded modestly, and said to herself: "Of course, I won't disturb your peace in vain, I am willing to pay a reward. You name a price."