Yu Can could only provide limited information. She only remembered the name Zhao Bin, but there were at least tens of thousands of people with that name in the country, so it was impossible to find him.

Ji Feng said that he would ask the people around Liu Meng and Wang Zihui to see if they had any impression of this name.

Jian Jing was more direct, she ran to find Zhang Peiru.

"Do you have any impression of the name Zhao Bin?"

Zhang Peiru hesitated: "Is this person important? I seem to have heard of him..." She racked her brains to recall, "Zhao Bin, sounds familiar, is he one of our fellow villagers? Could it be him?"

Jian Jing knew that she had made a mistake and changed her words: "No, actually I want to know, in the months before the incident, did any agents or salesmen come to you?"

"Agents..." Zhang Peiru thought for a while and said, "You told me before that you should look for Honglin's relics. I got the things back from my relatives and I'll show them to you."

She took out a lot of old things, Wu Honglin and her old clothes, old wallets, passbooks, ID cards, and a box of bills.

Jian Jing put on gloves and took them up one by one to look at them.

Most of them were worthless, but there was a flyer for a new property, which said that if you go to the sales office on January 20, you can get a box of eggs for free.

There was also a business card on the flyer: Warmhearted Real Estate Agency, Zhao Bin, Phone: XXXX-XXXXXX.

"This is what Honglin brought back. He said that you can get eggs for free. It's just right for making meat stew and eggs for the New Year." Zhang Peiru stroked the yellowed old flyer. She had lost the opportunity to eat it with her husband forever. Jian

Jing took a photo.

The phone was a landline, so it should not be Zhao Bin's own. It was meaningless, but it at least proved that he had contacted Wu Honglin.

"Is this useful?" Zhang Peiru asked nervously, "If it is useful, take it."

"Okay." Jian Jing thought about it, accepted it, and put the flyer and business card into a sealed plastic bag. Although she knew that even if there were fingerprints, they had become blurred over the long years.

Did the murderer foresee this?

The next day, Ji Feng told her that he planned to go to Wang Zihui's hometown.

Her identity was discovered in 2003, and the people around her had been investigated by the police more than once. The information was complete, and the memories of the people involved were also relatively deep.

Maybe they could provide some information.

Jian Jing was not optimistic, and said: "The murderer hid so well, even if someone had seen him, they might not remember him."

Ji Feng sighed: "We have to try, right? What if?" Most of the investigation work is boring and useless, but if you don't investigate, you will never know if there will be any fish that slip through the net.

Jian Jing: "Anyway, I don't think it's possible."

"How do you want to investigate?" He understood.

She smiled, a little proud: "I won't tell you, anyway, I have thought of a way." She paused and provoked him again, "What if I find the murderer first?"

Ji Feng: "I will apply for you to be an honorary citizen for bravery?"

Jian Jing: "...I don't want it."

Ji Feng: "Yeah, you have them all, then I will go back and see if there are any other honorary titles."

Beep, she hung up the phone again.

He shook his head in amusement and bought a bottle of coffee at a convenience store on the street.

Halfway through the drink, "ding dong", a notification popped up on the phone: [Jian Jing posted a new Weibo]

"Puff——"

She couldn't mean... Ji Feng didn't bother to wipe off the coffee and quickly opened the APP.

Sure enough, Jian Jing used her big move.

Jian Jing V:

I encountered an unsolved case while collecting folk songs. It's a bit interesting. I want to investigate it. However, due to the long time and incomplete data, the investigation was not smooth, so I decided to collect clues from readers.

From November 2002 to February 2003, four cases of burning corpses occurred in Heping City. The identities of two victims have been confirmed. They are:

Wang Zihui, female, born on March 4, 1981, native of XXX, and worked as a restaurant manager in 2002;

Liu Meng, female, born on August 29, 1982, native of XXXX, and worked as a magazine model in 2002.

If you or someone around you knows these two deceased, especially if you have had contact with them before or after they disappeared, and are willing to tell me something about them, please submit your article to me. The email address is

If the clues are proven to be useful, you will receive a reward of more than 1,000 yuan, and you can choose the autograph book.

——In

just a few minutes, the number of reposts and comments soared to an astonishing number.

There is no way, the base number is there.

Since participating in "The King of Reasoning", Jian Jing has nearly 9 million fans, and most of them are active fans. Even the most boring Weibo posts have hundreds of thousands of likes.

She said that she wanted to investigate real cases in order to collect materials, which immediately piqued the curiosity of fans.

Leave a message.

Comment 1: I have a friend named Wang Zihui, is it Hui?

Comment 2: There seems to be an aunt in my hometown with this name

Comment 3: Read the question carefully, Teacher Jian means that these two people disappeared in 2002

Comment 4: What case? Has the murderer been caught?

Comment 5: Teacher Jian’s business scope has expanded again...

...

Jian Jing didn’t read any of the comments.

Even if there really is someone who knows the situation and can see this Weibo post, they will probably have to think about it before considering whether to contact them. After casting a net of millions, she would be lucky if she could catch two or three.

The key is not the net.

She thought about it. The murderer hid so well, and the case happened more than ten years ago.

It would be time-consuming and laborious to find a needle in a haystack. She didn’t have the patience. She might as well use the same old trick and let the murderer come to her.

Tell the murderer that I’m investigating your old case. Don’t think that you can really get away with it. If I catch you, your good days will be over.

Are you afraid? If you’re afraid, come and kill me.

As long as he takes action, Jian Jing is confident that she can catch him.

The phone rang.

She picked it up impatiently: "Objection is invalid."

Before he could say anything, he was blocked and Ji Feng was almost choked to death by his saliva. He said slowly, "Teacher Jian, this is the second time."

"Oh."

"After all, he is the criminal in a serial murder case. Ten years have passed. Who knows how he will show up." Ji Feng said, "Let's make a deal. If you have any clues, give me my phone number."

Jian Jing: "I don't want it."

Ji Feng: "Cooperate with me. I'll take you to a good place in the future."

She: "Are they selling rice noodles or steamed cakes this time?"

He couldn't fool her, so he had to promise: "I'll tell you about any special cases."

Jian Jing rolled her eyes, but she understood in her heart that Ji Feng wanted to investigate it himself. On the one hand, it was out of responsibility and he didn't want her to put herself in danger. On the other hand, he wanted to solve the case himself.

It is not that you do not trust others to do things for you, but others are different from yourself after all.

"Okay." She said, "You go and I'll eavesdrop, OK?"

"OK."

The two reached an agreement and waited for the fish to take the bait.

In order to create opportunities and put pressure on the murderer, Jian Jing wandered around several corpse dumping sites all day long.

She had already thrown the task of checking mail to three assistants.

They were senior interns who were recommended by their tutors to intern at Jinwu. Jian Jing asked the editor for someone to check the mail, and the editor-in-chief threw three interns over, calling it "training", but in fact they were just doing odd jobs.

But reading mail does not require much professional knowledge, interns are enough.

They helped Jian Jing to screen the letters, removing those seeking emotional help, praising and admiring, harassing and sending photos, and asking her to help them revise their manuscripts. Only the remaining emails related to the case were forwarded to her.

Two days later, she received a special email in her mailbox.

"Hello, Miss Jian, I am a friend of Liu Meng. Since she disappeared inexplicably in 2002, I had a hunch that something might have happened to her, but I had never heard from anyone, so I was lucky and pretended that she just didn't want to contact us.

"I saw your Weibo yesterday and learned that she was dead. This surprised and saddened me. After careful consideration for a long time, I decided to write this email. I'm not sure if what I know can be helpful to you, but I hope I can do something for her. This is my last token of my gratitude.

"I have always had a crush on Liu Meng. She is a good girl, works hard and treats people sincerely. But she has a boyfriend, so it's not good to get too involved with her. In December of 2002, I felt that she seemed to be worried and mentioned that she had a conflict with her boyfriend. Christmas was coming soon, so I offered to treat her to dinner and she agreed.

"We agreed to meet at four o'clock in the afternoon on the 25th, but she didn't come that day. I waited until after eight o'clock and left with regret until the restaurant closed.

"In the evening, I really wanted to ask her what happened, but she didn't answer my call. I thought she didn't want to contact me anymore, and I didn't dare to disturb her, but from that day on, I never saw her again."

Jian Jing wrote back a letter, asking about his identity and whether there were any suspects.

The other party replied quickly.

"I used to work in a magazine, and Liu Meng took photos for us for a few issues, and that's how I got to know her. I don't want to reveal her specific identity, and my wife and children don't know about this.

"As for the suspects, of course I care most about her boyfriend. Then there are the agents and my boss, who have made moves on Liu Meng more than once, especially my boss, who has always wanted to take advantage of Liu Meng under the pretext of shooting a magazine special. However, the 25th is Christmas, and the magazine has an event. I am just a small editor and am not eligible to participate, but the boss must be there, so I don't think it was him.

"I don't know the agent, and I don't have his contact information. You can ask someone else. I don't know how else I can help you."

If the first email could be fabricated, then the content of the second email is completely consistent with the investigation. The sender does know Liu Meng and knows something about her.

Jian Jing thought about it and asked him.

"Around December, did Liu Meng want to move and contact the agent?"

the other party replied.

"Yes, her living habits don't match her roommate's, and she plans to move to a new place next year. I don't know about the agent."

The guess was confirmed again.

Jian Jing thanked him, asked him to leave his account number, and prepared to transfer money. But the other party declined.

She forwarded the two emails to Ji Feng and asked him: [Does it look like the murderer?]

Ji Feng: [Looks like]

Jian Jing also thinks so.

The sender kept saying that he admired Liu Meng, but he only described her in a few words - hard work, sincere to others, is this a teacher's comment to an elementary school student?

Jian Jing is a writer, dealing with words all day long, and her talent for literary creation is not false. She instinctively felt that this was not a heartfelt confession.

Looking at the back, it is extremely vague about Liu Meng's life, personality, and feelings, but there is more content about her disappearance.

She reasonably suspected that this was the murderer testing how much she knew.

So, Jian Jing also threw out the bait very readily.

Next, we

just had to wait for the murderer to make his move. But as the saying goes, man proposes, God disposes. Perhaps because there were too many blue V accounts in Jian Jing's fan list and the frequency of "Jian Mou" appearing in various police notices was too high, the murderer did not find her.

He chose someone who was related to the case and indirectly exposed himself.

Yu Can's daughter.

That day, Yu Can called hesitantly and said, "Excuse me, is this Teacher Jian? This is Yu Can, the Yu Can from the furniture mall... Do you still remember me? Great, there is something that I care about, but I don't know who to talk to."

Jian Jing was curious: "What is it?"

"It's like this." She said hesitantly, "My daughter told me that someone went to the school to look for her, but didn't say why, it was weird. From her description, it seemed like it was the colleague you asked me."

Jian Jing was surprised: "Looking for your daughter? Is she okay?"

"No, it's almost the New Year, I asked her to go back to her hometown." Yu Can was puzzled, "What is going on..."

Jian Jing did not answer but asked: "Can she tell me the specific time and place?"

"Of course, I can. I'll call her when she gets off the plane." Yu Can paused, still worried, "Teacher Jian, Zhao Bin...can't be...that one?"

Jian Jing said, "I don't know that either."

Yu Can was about to say something but stopped.

Not long after, her daughter's body was found in a dilapidated building on the outskirts of Heping City.