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Chapter 146 Gwen's Profile of Wushuang

Dossiers are freshly baked.

yesterday.

Opening the file, what came into view was the first photo of the crime scene, a couple who looked to be in their 50s, lying in a pool of blood on the bed in the bedroom.

The death is horrific.

The couple's bodies were covered with messy knife wounds, which were clearly visible. The scene of the crime was even more bloody and cruel. Obviously, the couple was stabbed to death by a sharp weapon.

Good guy.

That's it?

Locke thought to himself, it is true that he killed people, and he also admitted that he is a criminal in the legal sense, but he is not bloodthirsty, let alone any bad habits.

The most important thing.

One inch long, one inch strong.

This is the creed that Locke believes in.

If he could snipe at a target from a long distance, he would never foolishly play close-up shooting, let alone assassinate with such a close-up sharp weapon with a very low error tolerance rate.

Is George blind?

Just looking at the scene, you can tell that this must be a copycat crime. Apart from a notice, is there anything else that can connect the Wushuang assassins?
Thinking in his mind, Locke turned to the next page, and then saw a note and a business card in the file.

The name on the card was, Patty Finn, just name and phone number.

A big question mark on the sticky note.

Locke raised an eyebrow.

Fortunately, George doesn’t seem to be blind. If George also thinks that he made this case, frankly speaking, Locke will be so disappointed in George, and seriously doubts whether George can be his father-in-law. .

Gwen and I are so smart, old man, it can't be stupid.

What if the child's IQ returns to his ancestors in the future, what should he do if he follows George?
"This Patty Finn is..."

"Oh, Dad's high school classmate, who seems to be a gold medal producer of New York TV station, came to visit my dad a few days ago."

"Producer?"

"Correct."

Gwen nodded, and then looked at the photo of the scene of the crime: "This is wrong, this doesn't look like the unparalleled assassin's modus operandi, what does Dad think?"

Locke looked at Gwen.

Gwen met Locke's gaze and explained: "Dad once showed me these photos and asked me to help analyze and analyze them. I also did an immature psychological test for Wushuang Assassin."

"Psychological test? You did it?"

"Ah."

Gwen nodded: "Didn't you be hospitalized last time? Then, didn't I suggest you see a psychiatrist? I was reading books on it at the time, and when you went back to school, didn't Mary Jane I mentioned that sometimes abuse can cause psychological pain, so I also borrowed psychological books from the library at that time, and then the psychological profiler of the New York Police Department became my psychology teacher, not bad, she Said, I feel that I can go to take the examination of a psychological counselor's certificate after a while."

talking.

Gwen blinked, looked at the motionless Locke, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Locke returned to his senses and waved his hand.

He was already thinking about whether he should learn the "Anti-Psychology" skill now, and then directly fill up this skill.

"and then?"

"Whether in Texas or New York, the crime scene of the Peerless Assassin is simple and clean. Most of the victims were headshot from a distance, and a small number were shot at close range. There was not a single case of close-up killing cases, and these victims have one thing in common.”

"...all guilty?"

"This is the same, but the most special thing is their way of being killed. Peerless assassins love headshots, but, unlike ordinary bullets, these people will not look miserable after being headshot. The picture of ordinary headshots is very Miserable, but these people are not, and neither Texas nor New York have extracted any bullets from these bodies."

"is it?"

"The bullets used by the Peerless Assassin should be specially made."

Locke made a curious expression.

but……

This is normal and very scientific.

But all the bullets fired from the silver dancer will disappear after hitting the target for a period of time.

After all, the silver dancer's bullet capacity is infinite. If there is a real object when it is shot, it does not conform to the basic laws of mass conservation or material exchange.

Moreover, if the bullets fired could not disappear, would Locke still be so poor at that time?
Isn't it good to sell bullets directly?
Worst of all, even after the bullets are fired, if you sell the bullets as scraps, you can better start from scratch and get rich.

Locke immediately looked at Gwen: "You said you also did a psychological test for the Peerless Assassin?"

He was curious what Gwen's psychological test for him was like.

If there is a place for him.

He changed.

Change it immediately!
Gwen shrugged and said: "The age profile given by the Behavioral Analysis Section of the FBI is between 25 and 35 years old, but I don't think it should be, the Peerless Assassin should be between 16 and 25 years old. "

"Good guy."

Locke thought secretly, looked at Gwen: "Why?"

Gwen said: "Because of the goal of the Peerless Assassin, in his opinion, he kills bad people who cannot be judged by the law. He is a bit too idealistic. If he is 25 years old, an adult who has entered the society should understand , the world is not black and white, but chaotic."

"……and then?"

"The Behavior Analysis Section thinks that the Peerless Assassin should live alone or in a house left by his parents. I agree with this point, but the Behavior Analysis Section says that the Peerless Assassin should be a very different person in his daily life. At first glance, if you look closely, it will feel weird, but I don’t agree with it.”

"why?"

"The Peerless Assassin first investigates whether the target is guilty, so he should be able to learn a lot of information about the target, and this requires the Peerless Assassin to come out and walk around. If it is really as analyzed by the FBI, the Peerless Assassin It should have been exposed, but on the contrary, the Peerless Assassin should be a person who lives alone, lives in his parents' room, and his economic conditions should be pretty good, and he has a stable job that can be perfectly integrated into it without causing doubt."

"..."

Locke was silent.

Good guy.

Are you sure this is a psychological profile that you can make in less than three months of self-study psychology?

Isn't this the way you describe it with the way you hate me?

live alone?

Locke is living alone.

Live in your parents' house?

To a certain extent, the Xingchen Building was indeed purchased with the inheritance of his parents in name.

And a job that is stable and perfectly integrated into it?

Being a ninth grade... No, being a tenth grade high school student should also be considered a job.

Then add the age that Gwen just said...

Locke smiled: "Is this what you profiled?"

Gwen shrugged at the side: "Yes, but a federal agent used a very simple evidence to veto my psychological profile?"

Locke's eyes lit up: "What?"

"The marksmanship of a peerless assassin."

"Uh……"

Gwen sighed: "The FBI said that there is one of the most fatal loopholes in my profile, that is, the Peerless Assassin is a master of marksmanship, you can say that he is a master of guns, even if the Peerless Assassin is Talented people also need to practice marksmanship, and if my age profile is correct, then the Peerless Assassin must learn to shoot from at least 14 years old."

Locke frowned.

MMP!

It was indeed at the age of 14 that he shot a gun for the first time. However, when he shot that time, he had relied on the potential points he had accumulated for so many years to illuminate his marksmanship.

Gwen spread her hands: "This is the most fatal point. If this is the case, if this is the case, then there should be rumors about the shooting circle in Texas, but no."

Locke breathed a sigh of relief.

Well done, FBI!

Fortunately, Gwen is not a professional. Like him, he is a student. If Gwen's psychological test is accepted, boy, Locke feels like he is hanging.

but……

In the end he will still be deemed not.

Because his hands are smooth and smooth.

For a gunman, his hands must have calluses from years of holding guns.

Locke's hands are clean, but from this point, even if any law enforcement agency takes him to court, the jury will look at Locke's hands and think that they are a pair of hands for writing, not murder.

After Gwen finished speaking, she looked at the file on the desktop, and then looked at the question mark on the sticky note inside, and seemed to think of something: "I really want to understand what Dad is going to do."

Locke recovered.

Gwen said: "Dad, I and my mother have said that the Peerless Assassin seems to be hiding recently. If this case was not done by the Peerless Assassin, then Dad probably wants to use this case to seduce the Peerless Assassin. Come out, because the Peerless Assassin is a proud person, he will never allow himself to be blamed for such a crime, or, looking at his notice, be abused by imitation murderers, and ruin his reputation!"

Locke didn't want to talk anymore.

In fact, when Gwen said that George had asked her to refer to these cases, Locke already felt that George was playing tricks.

Gwen's words only made Locke sure of this.

but……

Locke was a little weak, and George looked at the thick eyebrows and big eyes, but in the end, he also played this kind of trick.

The most critical point.

As Gwen's profile of him is very close, this case will indeed let the Peerless Assassin come out, because, as Gwen said, Locke will never allow his reputation to be tarnished by others and be given to him by a serial killer. Pretending to be used.

So, what George is playing is a conspiracy.

Or……

George intends to kill two birds with one stone.

Use this imitator to lure the unparalleled assassin, and then use the unparalleled assassin to lower the psychological alert of the imitator, and then, in one go, directly capture the two?
Locke couldn't help but secretly said wonderfully, wanting to applaud George.

at this time.

downstairs.

Helen suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Oh, God!"

"Gwen..."

"..."

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