Solving the Case: My Teacher is Ji Jie

Most burglaries and homicides.

If not for vendetta.

In fact, it was transformed from burglary.

Just like Lao He's father.

That's not just a little thief stealing something.

He was killed when he was found.

And steal!

The time chosen by the thief should be at night.

Or nine to eleven in the morning and three to five in the afternoon, when few people are home!

Rather than close to six o'clock this off-duty time. "Hi!"

Thinking, thinking.

I can't think of a reason for a while.

Qin Feng shook his head with a wry smile.

It's no use thinking too much.

Might as well go and see the scene.

At that time, it is "zero seven zero", why don't you understand? "Let's go? Let's go together!" Qin Feng looked at everyone. "Um!"

Everyone nodded in unison.

Everyone knows that.

As a criminal, there is no off-duty time and no rest day.

When is there a case.

When is working time!

Come to the crime scene together.

The local people who dispatched suo have already cordoned off.

Go into the room.

The ground was full of xue. A middle-aged woman in her thirties was lying on the ground.

A kitchen knife was thrown not far away.

Squatting down, Qin Feng immediately conducted a preliminary autopsy on the deceased.

"The cause of death was cut to the neck artery by a kitchen knife. Died from excessive blood loss." "Time of death..." "Less than an hour."

"Looks like it happened around six o'clock."

"There is an imprint of wearing a ring, and earring holes. The earring holes are damaged. Someone must have forcibly removed the ring." "Her jewelry was stolen." "It's just..."

Qin Feng looked up and looked around. "The house is not messy at all!"

Yang Zhen picked up a bunch of keys from the pool of blood. "Is this really a robbery? I haven't rummaged through any traces of the deceased's property." "It gives the impression that the drunkard's intention is not drinking." Qin Feng took off his gloves and stood up. "Hey, what do you see?"

Say it's a string.

In fact, it is more appropriate to use one.

Just that one key, worn with a red string. "The rope seems to be broken!"

Qin Feng frowned and observed.

"The location of the break is not the place to tie."

"Looking at the cross-section of the fracture, it is not cut, it seems to be torn off by force on both sides." Speaking of this.

Qin Feng felt that something was wrong.

It is obviously impossible for the deceased to carry his own keys in this way.

More like a child of the deceased elementary and junior high school.

Just like many of Qin Feng's classmates when he was a child.

The adults are not at home.

Put the key on with a string and hang it around your neck.

Basically can't lose it.

"Introduce the situation of the deceased. How many children are there and how old are they?" Qin Feng frowned and looked at Minjing at the police station. "Oh, the deceased's name is Liu Chunhua."

"I divorced my husband three years ago, and I am alone with a twelve-year-old girl, Jiajia." "Yes!" Qin Feng stretched out his index finger, "Where is this daughter?" "The wife of the reporter, Mr. Zhang, is watching. ." "Take us to meet the reporter." "Come with me." Out of the unit building.

The citizen called an old man with white hair, about sixty years old. "Uncle Zhang, tell Xing Jing of the serious crime team about the situation at that time." "Okay."

Uncle Zhang nodded solemnly.

"It's like this. I originally came to the park to watch chess and thought it was time to cook, so I came back." "As soon as I came back, I found that the door opposite was half-open."

"Push it away, and Jiajia is standing there. Liu Chunhua is lying on the ground, covered in blood." "Isn't it time to report to the police?"

"It's strange to say that Liu Chunhua usually gets off work at seven or eight o'clock, but he came back so early today." "People, it's really bad luck..."

"Master, is that Jiajia?" Ji Jie took a few steps forward.

Excitedly, he pointed at a girl held by an old woman not far away.

Looking in the direction of Ji Jie's fingers.

You can clearly see a red streak on the girl's neck.

The bunch of keys should have been pulled from her neck. "Well, this beast!"

Ji Jie's voice at this time was full of weeping.

This confuses most people.

You look at me, I look at you.

are puzzled.

"what's up?"

"Why did Ji Jie's mood suddenly change so much?" "Hi..."

"I didn't expect him to appear again." Zeng Keqiang murmured.

He took out a cigarette and took a deep breath.

while smoking.

There was a chill in the narrowed eyes.

"This is a case that Ji Jie took over two years ago."

"A beast suddenly ripped off the keys on the necks of female primary and secondary school students when they were returning home." "Bring those children into the house and raped them." "A total of more than a dozen crimes were committed."

"Later, someone told Ji Jie that they could provide clues to the murderer." "As a result..."

"The informant was killed. In front of her fifteen-year-old daughter, she was chopped a dozen times with a kitchen knife." "Ji Jie was a step late and let the other party run away."

"In the next two years, this guy seemed to have evaporated from the world." "There is no trace."

"Because the victims were all primary and secondary school students, and they were strongly stimulated when the crime happened, they couldn't describe the murderer at all."

"This case has become an unsolved case."

"And it has also become a knot in Ji Jie's heart."

"She promised the informant's daughter that she would catch the murderer on her eighteenth birthday." "I didn't expect that after two years, this beast named Ma Hongsheng appeared again." "As soon as he appeared. , you owe another blood debt!" Zeng Keqiang just finished his words.

Ji Jie moved!

He ran straight towards the deceased's daughter, Jiajia.

Holding Jiajia's head, she said loudly. "Jia Jia."

"Do you know what the murderer looks like?" "Tell Auntie."

"Only tell auntie, auntie can help you catch the murderer!" Ji Jie said more and more excited.

In the end it even shook Jia Jia.

This frightened Jiajia.

After screaming, he plunged his head into the arms of the old woman. "Ji Jie, don't ask him."

Zeng Keqiang shouted and waved at Ji Jie. "You didn't see what she looked like." "Don't be too frightened." "After all, she's only twelve years old."

"However, in 5.2, only she can hope to tell the murderer." Ji Jie said with a cry. "Go to the hospital first. "

Yang Zhen also persuaded. "Don't be in a hurry, let the doctor do a check first."

"Don't leave any psychological shadows, it will be a disaster for this little girl." "I'll take her to the hospital."

Qin Feng took the initiative to take over the task.

Of course, Qin Feng also has his own considerations for doing this.

This kind of case has nothing to do with the deceased.

In fact, it is often the most difficult to find.

It's basically looking for a needle in a haystack.

Even if there were fingerprints, DNA on the scene, that would be difficult.

You can't pull tens of millions of people in Yan City to have their fingerprints done.

It's not realistic at all right now.

Therefore, the only breakthrough is to get the portrait of the murderer from Jiajia.

Qin Feng wants to open this breakthrough. "Bai Ling, go with me."

Called Bai Ling, and the two sent Jia Jia to the nearest hospital together. .