What's in the depths II

Lao Li and Wen Qi stood at the door of the office with their hands behind their backs, looking in through the small window.

"This is the new policeman I mentioned to you, Yunqian."

Wen Qi looked at Yun Qian who was concentrating on the interrogation, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Looks like a very serious kid."

Lao Li nodded: "Yes, the ability to work is not bad, but it's annoying to talk too much."

"Now the entire police station is working pretty well. The criminal investigation department has repeatedly solved major cases. Although the forensic department is a few pieces of wood, it has indeed made a lot of limelight there. The criminal investigation department has been half dead. Wen, after you go, help me take care of these bastards and let them experience the depth of workplace culture."

Wen Qi smiled: "Don't worry about that, since I took the initiative to ask you to transfer to the Criminal Investigation Division, then I will definitely not disappoint you."

Lao Li stretched out his hand and patted Wen Qi's back vigorously in approval, almost hitting the ground for him:

"It's no wonder that I asked Director Hu to ask for someone, and he kept holding on to him. Now I understand that wherever you go, you will be lucky, and wherever you leave, you will be unhappy. Come on, work hard."

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Li Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Qing Jun's figure passing by in a hurry.

He shook his head: "Say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, look, the number one member of the forensic department is here."

The office door opened, and Sun Xiaoxiao came out angrily. She didn't know what Yunqian said to annoy the National People's Congress star. The National People's Congress star didn't even care about her temperament and face, and pushed away those people who were in the way. The handbag strode away from the police station on high heels.

Immediately afterwards, the stunned young man chased after him, his face full of doubts, as if he didn't know how he had offended this sister, as expected, the woman couldn't guess what she was thinking.

"Xiaoyun, it just so happened that you came out. Let me introduce you. This is a criminal profiler transferred from Linshi, a doctor who graduated from the University of Political Science and Law. Wen Qi, I transferred him from the serious crime team to your department. You Study hard with him."

PhD?You must be in your 30s, no, no, no, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that the name Wenqiu seems familiar, where did you hear it?

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember where he had heard this name before, so Yunqian could only stretch out his little hand: "Master Wen, hello, I am Yunqian from the criminal investigation department."

"Master Wen?" Lao Li stared at him.

"Wen... Brother Wen?"

"Brother Wen?" Lao Li's death gaze shot over again.

"Wen...Wen Wen?"

Wen Qi pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand to hold Yun Qian's little hand: "Yes, I like the name Wen Wen very much."

It was indeed a small hand, Yunqian was small and his hands were also small, they were completely covered by Wen Qie.

"Okay, it's getting late, you guys hurry up and get off work to eat." Lao Li glanced at his watch.

Upon hearing this, Yunqian took off his police uniform and changed into casual clothes without saying a word. The speed was astounding.

There was also such a person in the former criminal investigation department. He came to work later than anyone else, and left work earlier than anyone else. I chased his ass and scolded him almost every day, but after he solved the large-scale infection case that caused countless deaths and injuries, he was arrested. Rong was transferred to the police department, yes, people go to high places and water flows to low places, everyone has the right to choose better, let's go, let's go, promotion is a good thing.

Before, I would sigh with emotion that the years are gone forever, those familiar police officers have left one by one, but just with emotion, this one ushered in again. The pigskin is so thick that it won't bleed even with a needle.

But I still like this kid, seeing him is like seeing an old friend from the past.

"Master Wen... University Wen... Wen..."

Seeing Wen Qi who had been waiting for him to eat together at the door, Yun Qian stuck in this awkward name for a long time but didn't say it.

"Didn't you say it's called Wen Wen?" Wen Qi smiled and patted his furry head.

"It's too greasy." Yun Qian stuck out his tongue, "Otherwise I'd call you Brother Wen."

"It's fine, as you like."

As soon as the words were finished, An Yan was seen hurrying past with a bunch of paper bags in his arms.

This person has always been vigorous and resolute in his work, and his walking speed is extremely fast.

"An forensic doctor." Yun Qian called to stop him, "Do you want to have dinner together after get off work?"

An Yan just glanced at him: "Don't eat."

"Wow, he's always like this, I wonder if he hates me." Looking at An Yan's leaving back, Yun Qian felt very angry, how could this person know what to do.

"Maybe he has something urgent to do, let's go eat, what do you want to eat?"

"Cantonese cuisine? Shandong cuisine? Sichuan cuisine?"

"Shandong cuisine? Hometown cuisine." Wen Qie said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, so you are from the north, no wonder you are so tall, you must be 1.9 meters." Yunqian said, and stretched out his hand to gesture.

"One meter."

"Almost, short people like us like to add one or two centimeters to make up the whole."

Looking at Yunqian who was chattering for a long time because of trivial things like height, Wen Qi felt that he was the same as before, not changing at all, no matter how long it had passed, he was still full of youthful breath.

The two found a Chinese restaurant, asked for a private room, sat there, and waited for the food to be served.

Yun Qian is very diligent, busy helping Wen Qie to iron the cups and bowls, pour tea and wipe the table, not because of his dog legs, but because he has become a habit of being taught by his father who pays great attention to etiquette since he was a child.

But in Wen Qi's eyes, this is politeness, this is tutoring.

"Thank you, don't be busy, you can sit down first."

Yunqian sat down cheerfully, and wiped the small bowl in front of her with a tissue: "There are still relatively few people who study criminal profiling in China, and you are also the number one in our police station."

"That's right, because criminal profiling is different from physical evidence analysis, sometimes inadvertently bringing in personal subjective consciousness may mislead the direction of case analysis, arrest the wrong person, and make the good person suffer innocently, so everyone is not willing The main research project is not like the physical evidence at the crime scene, which is really impressive. Criminal profiling relies on criminal psychology, which is a relatively virtual thing, and it is more laborious to study. You need to read a lot of related books in the early stage. Sort out classic cases for analysis, so this may be the reason why there are relatively few criminal profilers in China.”

Yun Qian nodded in admiration, and suddenly changed the subject:

"Speaking of which, when we went to investigate the death scene of the deceased Liao Man this morning, we found a rather strange thing."

"tell me the story?"

"At that time, the forensic doctor An tested the blood around the body of the deceased, and found that besides her own blood, there was also a small amount of blood from a monophagous animal. It was suspected to be the blood of ducks or chickens. In your opinion, if the criminal did this for a reason. For what purpose."

"It's hard to say, but a more reliable way to say it is to exorcise evil spirits. If the murderer spilled animal blood after killing the victim, it can explain a few points. First, the murderer is more likely to be a man, because from the murderer He has already researched the power outages in the community. He was able to take advantage of the power outages without being caught by surveillance cameras and commit murders, and he did not leave any clues at the scene, indicating that he has strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities. In this way, the source of animal blood will be clearer. He has a strong investigative ability, so it is absolutely impossible for him to ask someone to kill an animal for blood, he can only do it himself."

Wen Qi looked at Yunqian: "You want an ordinary woman to kill a chicken for blood, it seems a bit difficult."

Yunqian nodded, feeling that the gentle analysis made sense.

"Second, he is a very superstitious person, but this cannot be used to judge his education level. Sometimes belief and education level are not linked, but what is certain is that his living environment generally pays attention to folk customs, but Taking chicken blood, of course, does not mean that it must be chicken blood. The specific composition depends on the results given by the research institute, but if it is really chicken blood, then it can be classified as feudal superstition. Feudal superstition has a certain influence on the establishment of human subjective thinking. He has been exposed to it since he was a child, so his living environment is probably a relatively remote and backward mountain village, and the folk customs are sturdy, so he can quickly lock the surrounding villages."

Yunqian scratched his head puzzledly: "Didn't you say that whether you are superstitious or not can't judge a person's education level? I have seen many college students believe in gods and worship Buddha."

"The two words superstition and belief can be combined or separated. Sometimes belief is superstition if it is too much. True belief is to take the essence and discard the dross. Just like the few cult members I have interviewed before, they will say If my children have a cold, fever or are seriously ill, they will not take them to the hospital or take medicine and injections, but think that they will be cured if they worship the gods they believe in. There is a believer whose son is a top-notch in our country. A graduate of a prestigious university, and his son, he also believed his father's words, and he was sick because of prayer, but in the end he had a high fever and burned his brain."

Yunqian nodded like a slap in the face: "Yes, yes, you must believe in science."

"Another analysis of the chainsaw cuts on the body of the deceased showed that the murderer was a man with a height of [-] and a weight of about [-] kilograms. No money was lost at the scene, indicating that his purpose was to kill people. If he Liao Man's hatred comes from the fact that Liao Man raised ghosts, but the ghosts in Liao Man's room have not been tampered with, so he still has a certain fear of the so-called ghosts, and he believes in the existence of such things."

"We have already called the owner of the nearest amulet store and asked him to come over tomorrow to do research on the Gumanthong and amulets raised by Liao Man to see if we can find any clues."

Wen Qie smiled and nodded: "Height is about [-], weight is about [-] kilograms, he has certain beliefs, he lived in a poor feudal and backward area when he was a child, he knew Liao Man, and he has strong anti-reconnaissance ability, and his education is not low. For adult males, it is much easier to investigate this way, maybe you can ask those paparazzi who often secretly photographed Liao Man."

While talking, the food passers filed in and served dishes of delicacies, but at this moment Yunqian lost his appetite, and his mind was full of the bloody corpse at the scene of the crime.

"Why don't you eat? Didn't you keep shouting hungry just now?" Looking at Yun Qian who hadn't moved his chopsticks for a long time, he asked gently and concernedly.

"I think of something bad, and I lose my appetite."

Wen Qi also expressed his understanding: "Yes, there are always some unavoidable things in this line of work, just get used to it."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of kidney flower with his serving chopsticks and put it in Yunqian's bowl: "This is your favorite."

Yunqian was shocked, but also surprised, and asked, "How do you know that I like stir-fried kidneys?"

Warm and smile gently:

"secret."

The author has something to say:

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