Profiler: Crime Scene

Chapter 1 The Castle Oddity

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At ten o'clock in the morning, the small three-bedroom and one living room is still dimly lit. It is an old-fashioned unit room and a dormitory for a unit affiliated with the Education Department.The furnishings in the home are quite well-off, and there is a black and white photo hanging on the most conspicuous place on the wall.

The young man in the photo has handsome facial features, thick hair and a heroic smile, but all of these are always fixed in the summer of 26 years old, the most prosperous age.

"Xuehua just left, and you left me again, how can I live alone?!"

The scorched and emaciated woman, who was so thin that only a bone was left, threw herself on the head of the bed and cried bitterly, "I don't believe it, it's impossible, Lao Yan would never go whoring! Those people must have framed him!"

"Master, drink some water first!"

Jiao Yang persuaded: "I also believe that Teacher Yan will never go whoring, there must be some misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding?!" She said angrily, "It's because Lao Yan didn't believe that Xuehua's death was as simple as a righteous act, and he had to find out the truth, which led to his murder! They killed people and silenced them, and they had to give him comfort before they died. Such filthy charges are just to stop us! I don't believe that anyone in this society can cover up the sky with one hand, even if it is my old life, I will find out the truth for Lao Yan and Xuehua Return to justice!"

However, two months of pain and suffering have slowly exhausted the little effort and energy left by this woman.Mrs. Yan was crying and talking, gradually getting tired, and fell asleep.

Jiao Yang covered her with the quilt, and tidied it up lightly. This house that used to be full of joy and laughter, but now there is only a dead silence.

Jiao Yang and Yan Xuehua grew up together, door-to-door neighbors.Teacher Yan is also his primary and junior high school teacher.Since childhood, Yan Xuehua took him to play together. Yan Xuehua taught him how to play football, skate and play games.

Teacher Yan has always been the backbone of teaching, and Mrs. Yan's mother is not in good health, so she retired early to take care of her father and son.A few years ago, Yan Xuehua was admitted to the police academy as she wished, and became a glorious people's policeman.I had a girlfriend last year, and I was already planning to get married this year.

However, two months ago, when Jiao Yang received the postgraduate admission letter from the CP branch of UM University, an accident changed everything.

When Yan Xuehua was off the night shift, he came across two criminals who hijacked a young woman with a knife.Yan Xuehua rushed up without hesitation, but was stabbed in the spleen by one of them, and died of his injuries.The death of the only son brought the whole family to its knees.

Although Yan Xuehua's police force applied for the honor of being a martyr for righteousness and bravery for him, Teacher Yan was skeptical about this determination.He always insisted that Yan Xuehua had been investigating a sensitive case involving the infiltration of "foreign forces" during his lifetime, so he was designed to be silenced by criminal gangs.

Mr. Yan went to the police force to respond many times, and the superiors were very considerate of the family members' feelings, but they did not find any clues about the "problems" he responded to.

Jiao Yang was busy with all kinds of preparations before going abroad. Although he often visited Yan's house and bought some things, he didn't pay attention to it. Teacher Yan was still secretly investigating.

Unexpectedly, a few days ago, Mrs. Yan received a call from the police.In the home of a prostitute, Mr. Yan was accidentally stabbed and seriously injured by the woman's accomplice because of a dispute over the prostitution.

When Mrs. Yan rushed to the hospital, Mrs. Yan was already dead.Like Teacher Yan, the teacher's wife also believed that the father and son of the teacher were killed and silenced.

After that, Jiao Yang went to the police force and school many times for Mrs. Yan.

The school where Mr. Yan works thinks that the prostitution incident of the people's teachers is bad, and the girl involved in the case is still underage, which seriously affects the reputation of the school, and just wants to close the case as soon as possible.But in the originally happy family of three, only Mrs. Yan was left in the blink of an eye.

Mrs. Yan repeatedly emphasized that Xuehua left a notebook during her lifetime.Teacher Yan always carried it with her as a treasure, but she searched through the relics left by Teacher Yan, but she couldn't find this notebook.She suspected that the clue was in this notebook, and that Teacher Yan was killed because the other party wanted to get this notebook back.

On the surface, just like Yan Xuehua's death, the murderer who killed Teacher Yan was arrested at the scene, the murder weapon was verified to be correct, the culprit confessed and confessed, and the witness and material evidence was impeccable.However, in less than two months, both father and son died in accidents, isn't it too coincidental?Is it really just a coincidence, so simple?

In order to find out the truth for Mr. Yan's family, Jiao Yang, who was skeptical, resolutely passed the unified police examination for fresh graduates to join the police force, and was about to give up studying abroad.Although his parents felt it was a pity, Jiao Yang's mother had worked with Mr. Yan for many years, and the two families had always taken care of each other and had a very good relationship. Their parents still supported Jiao Yang's decision.

Unexpectedly, the current cadre team is required to be younger and highly educated.The higher-ups of the police force that Jiao Yang joined heard that he had been admitted to the CP branch of UM University as a graduate student, and this is a world-class prestigious school, so he had to reserve the police rank and rank for him, and go through the government-sent study abroad program according to the treatment of commissioned students.He only asked Jiao Yang to return to the police force after graduation.

Jiao Yang considered that after returning from studying abroad, he might directly join the cadre team, and hoped to find out the truth for Mr. Yan's family, so he accepted the organization's decision.

With the green light all the way, Jiao Yang only had time to receive two months of short-term police training before boarding the plane to country M.

Leaving is for a more powerful reunion.Looking at the endless sea of ​​clouds outside the window, Jiao Yang silently swears that after two years, I will definitely return here to seek justice for the people who have passed away.

After a long 22-hour flight, the plane landed at Huadu Georgia Airport.

The next day, Jiao Yang came to the school and went through the admission procedures.

Joanna, a third-year student in the school who was in charge of receiving Jiao Yang, was from SH, just like Jiao Yang. As soon as the native dialect was spoken, the two quickly became acquainted.

Joanna took Jiao Yang to familiarize herself with the campus environment, "Brother, the scenery here is different in four seasons, but they are all picturesque. It has always enjoyed the reputation of 'lover's school', and it is very suitable for dating! A top student with a full scholarship will definitely fascinate a large number of girls!"

Jiao Yang lowered his head and smiled embarrassedly, looking at the brick-red building in the distance that looked like a medieval castle, mysterious and quiet.I don't know if it's because autumn is approaching, but even under the morning sun, there is a strange gloomy desolation.

"That one..." Jiao Yang asked subconsciously, "Is it also a teaching building?"

"No." Joanna smiled and said, "It's a private property. This is country M, which is different from our country. Anything over 100 years old is a cultural relic. You know... This house has been idle for a long time, but I heard that recently It has been sold and someone is about to move in.”

Jiao Yang felt that he was already working and he didn't want to spend the money from his family, so he asked Joanna to help introduce some after-school jobs.

The enthusiastic Joanna quickly helped Jiao Yang find a part-time job, and accompanied him to Chinatown to buy an old motorcycle.After three hours of quick-acting training, Jiao Yang went to work to deliver the courier...

Jiao Yang took the package and found an old community.He was about to call the buyer when he heard a harsh horn.

Looking back, Jiao Yang saw a child playing on the road at the entrance of the community, and suddenly rushed out of a dark red truck full of furniture and electrical appliances.

The gravity and inertia of this kind of truck are extremely large, and the braking distance is naturally large.The driver honked his horn vigorously, making a sharp sound of brakes, as if to freeze the air instantly, but the child seemed to be unable to hear it, and continued squatting there to play.

Jiao Yang was taken aback, dropped the courier and ran to the child desperately.

However, he was still one step too late.

"Oh, no!"

At the moment when the bumper in front of the headlights was about to touch the child's body, amidst the woman's heart-piercing cry, a young man rushed over like an arrow from the string, stretched out his arms to pick up the child and rolled across the road.Jiao Yang even saw the headlights of the truck and scratched his jacket.Then, accompanied by a series of sounds of metal scraping and tearing, the truck roared past without even stopping, leaving only two traces of sudden braking.

"Why is this so immoral!"

Jiao Yang ran over quickly, and said to the rescuer: "Sir, did the car hit you just now? Are you okay? How about I take you to the hospital?!"

Wearing sunglasses and a hat, the thin and slender man stood up swiftly, patted the dirt on his body, stuffed the child into his arms, turned his head and left.

"Hey you..."

Before Jiao Yang could call the man to stop, the child's mother jumped up and hugged the child, thanking him repeatedly.

It turned out that the child had a little hearing problem. Jiao Yang told the child's mother to be careful in the future, declined the thankful gift, picked up the express package and left.

It started off smoothly, but the mobile phone signal in country M is like a six-meridian sword, and it is not working at all times... At this moment, I really can't connect to the Internet. Jiao Yang guessed and searched, and came to the strange brick in the school. In front of the red building.

Jiao Yang rang the doorbell, the anti-theft door was only opened a crack, but there was no one there, "Who?"

Seeing the impatient look of the other party, Jiao Yang hurriedly asked: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Tom..."

"No."

Without any extra words, or even a trace of emotion or tone, the door closed with a bang, almost pinching Jiao Yang's nose.

Ten minutes later, Jiao Yang came to ring the doorbell again with another package in his arms, and said tremblingly, "Excuse me, you are Johnson..."

This time, he didn't even open the door, and before Jiao Yang finished speaking, he said, "No, get out."

"Uh……"

Isn't this person too rude?The service industry is really not easy to do.But he found the wrong place again, Jiao Yang was also a little embarrassed.

The road was unfamiliar and the signal was not good, and it was getting dark before Jiao Yang finished delivering the courier.He was about to take a break when his phone rang again, and someone reported a plumbing problem and called for a repairman.

Jiao Yang rode on his broken motorcycle and looked for it according to the address given.

Unexpectedly, it was still the small red brick building.Jiao Yang was afraid that if he found the wrong place again, he would disturb others too much.Moreover, the male owner of this house does not seem very friendly.Jiao Yang rang the doorbell nervously, "Excuse me, are you..."

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