Chapter 212

Xiang Qinqin said, "But this Jiang Yuan has no parents. It was Master who took care of him."

Old Liu fell silent, then said, "When did that happen?"

"Seems like after he went in, his parents were cursed at by people, and they drank poison and died."

At this moment, the netizens all fell silent. Damn it, they really deserved to die.

"I really, damn it, I admit, I cursed him back then too, I'm completely convinced."

"I'm guilty, I'm sorry, damn."

"My heart aches. Why? I was one of the participants back then too."

'I didn't curse him. I didn't know about this.'

"This Jiang Yuan is completely out of hope now."

Old Liu said, "At the beginning, the police were called. I even went there myself. Back then, a lot of people were hanging around near his house, some internet celebrities mocking and cursing him over there, riding the hype. The old couple couldn't take it, and in the end both died. On the day they died, both old people said their child had committed no crime, that it was impossible for him to have committed a crime."

With parents who raised him like this, how bad could the old people at home be?

After the evidence was sealed up, it was packed here; someone specialized would come to take it away later.

A few people were eating dinner. After all, it had been a busy day. At this moment, everyone wanted to eat a bit, drink a bit; without drinking a bit, it would be hard to fall asleep.

The livestream was turned off.

At this point, Old Song came over, holding some fruit, and said, "Hey, want some fruit?"

"What is this?"

"A netizen sent it, saying thanks to you all for helping Jiang Yuan. This person is a kid from the village, brought back by Li Tian."

"Eh, just put it down. Pretty lucky then, this stuff isn't common."

Old Song sat down, took a sip of water, and said, "Li Tian's interrogation over there is finished. The guy confessed everything. Back then he really was squatting at the doorway, going every day to eavesdrop at the wall. That day, he just couldn't stand it out of nowhere, wanted to go scare that Miss, and then couldn't hold back, and the little girl fell straight into the river."

Old Liu said, "Do you believe that?"

"Believe my ass. Over there, after Li Tian kept pressing, the man admitted he himself wanted to make a move on the girl. The girl refused to submit and jumped straight into the river. The man just waited nearby. The woman never once cried for help, and drowned."

Why?

Qu Yiling said, "She could have gone for help."

"Help, my ass. The man's threat was, if you don't give it to me, I'll go out and tell everyone about you and the man."

Qu Yiling fell silent.

"Actually, even if this person told people, it wouldn't have mattered, because everyone was even more looking forward to the little girl and Jiang Yuan being together."

Old Song said, "Right, but the little girl didn't understand. She grew up in the mountains since she was little, never even went to school. The biggest thing she knew was, I like this man, so I'll treat this man well for the rest of my life. That's how simple it was. In the new media era, the short-video era, everyone developed fast, a lot of people felt like they saw through everything, but this way of thinking isn't good."

Teacher He, on his end, said, "People need to learn a sense of pacing. That's it—when you run into something, don't be in such a rush to figure it out clearly. Let things take their course, or rather, keep your thinking a bit vague. It's a rare blessing to be confused—that's the happiest thing."

Early in the morning, Zhang Xinyu pushed open the door, saw Chen Fan's utterly speechless expression, and said, 'What's wrong with you?'

"Nothing."

"Hahahaha, I didn't even knock, just opened the door and came straight in. Were you waiting for someone last night and they didn't show up?"

"Get lost, get lost, get lost, get lost. So smart, so capable. Get lost."

Chen Fan looked at the message on his phone. It was from Old Song.

"Kid, that little dose of yours is stuff I played with back in the day. You want to chase my daughter? Keep dreaming."

Damn it, Old Song. Next time I'll just drug you directly. Screw it.

Over at the cafeteria, a few people gathered together, eating breakfast, looking at the trending topic introductions on their phones.

About a statement.

The statement was for Jiang Yuan, expressing an apology to Jiang Yuan. Too bad, it was useless, because Jiang Yuan's teacher, Zheng Zifeng, had already prepared everything for everyone.

He had plenty of time; he had to investigate.

This case demands facts. Back then, everyone only wanted to see what they wanted to see, only hoped it was a man brutally attacking an ignorant little girl.

And never willing to believe the two were in love.

Why not believe? Because they had never experienced pure love themselves—how could they believe beauty exists in this world?

Then just how much evil truly exists in this world?

Chen Fan said, "Teacher, I'll make another software later to take a look. If it works, later I can try to integrate the stuff from Eagle Eye and Shouzi into it."

"Just do your best. The experts in the bureau have already tried. Honestly, it doesn't mean much—the accuracy rate drops."

"That's fine then. Just do your best."

Old Liu nodded.

At this point, the phone rang. Old Liu picked up the phone, looked at it curiously, and said, "We've actually run into a case like this. This case, there's no need to come to us, right?"

"What is it?"

"A jumping-off-building case, you know?"

The whole table instantly perked up. Everyone looked at Old Liu.

"It's exactly the jumping-off-building case you're thinking of. On the case's side, a boy fell from the rooftop and died. The video captured that the boy jumped himself. Normally, a suicide case like this, a forensic doctor can handle it. But someone called themselves and said this person didn't kill themselves."

Didn't kill themselves?

"Who called?"

Old Liu said, "Don't know. The other side didn't say who they were, just kept insisting this person absolutely wouldn't have died by jumping off a building."

"Then investigate?"

"We don't investigate. We're forensic doctors, not detectives. One phone call isn't enough to get us moving. Everyone, remember this—even if you want to investigate, fine, do it outside of work hours, I won't stop you. During work hours, you guard this place properly for me."

Everyone nodded.

In the observation room, Qin Ming explained, "Old Liu's approach is the most correct. Because if it weren't like this, Old Liu's phone would be blown up with calls later. One person's suspicion and we go into action—the waste of police resources would be very serious."

At this point, in the classroom, Old Liu took out a model and said, "Chen Fan raised an interesting concept, about the duration of standing. This kind of clarity only applies to places where the ground is relatively soft."

Qu Yiling said, "Well, according to ordinary physics, actually past a certain point, you wouldn't get a deeper footprint, because of density, weight, and so on."

Old Liu said, "That's not how you look at it. You have to take the environment into account. A long time had passed back then—have you forgotten? On a rainy day, a footprint that deep would definitely leave a clue. Let me tell you this way—actually, I'm talking about a special situation."

Then, Old Liu drew two sets of footprints on the blackboard.

"One is clear, one is very shallow. Can you tell anything from them?"

Xu Xintong said, "The shallow footprint looks like the person just walked past quickly, while the deep one seems like they stopped."

"Could there also be a possibility that the killer deliberately made new footprints to lead us on?"

The few of them fell silent.

Old Liu said, "The first, shallow footprint was indeed left at the scene. The second footprint is also from the scene—it's just that this person made it on purpose, but it's meaningless. The footprint is too clear—clear enough that we can quickly find the other party's shoes."

?????

No way—pfft, hahahahaha.

That sudden swerve was truly unexpected.

"Feels strange, right? Don't try to understand a criminal's thoughts. These people, their brains don't work quite normally—normal people don't commit crimes either. So, thinking themselves clever, they left behind a scene like this."

At this point, Li Tian walked in. Old Liu looked at Li Tian entering the room, fell silent for a moment, then said, "Don't tell me it's a jumping case."

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"Yes, it's a jumping case. I've already caught a lead."

?????

A lead on a jumping case?

What is going on here.

Li Tian tossed out a few photos and said, "Look at these yourself."

Old Liu picked up the photos and fell into deep thought. It seemed like there were quite a lot.

There's a strange number. In every city, the number of people who commit suicide each year is just that much. If it suddenly increases, or suddenly decreases, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

This is a very mysterious thing.

Chen Fan stared at these photos, recalling the appearances of these people, the scenes of these people.

He automatically put himself into them and obtained something very frightening.

Chen Fan said, "These people, they don't seem to want to die."