part-time profiler

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In the evening, he walked into this slum as agreed. The deep alleys criss-crossed, the roads were very narrow, and the road surface was potholed and uneven.

While cursing the math teacher who didn't know what to do in a low voice, he raised his foot and kicked the rusty iron door vigorously.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, squinted his eyes and looked up, confirming the house number written in chalk: 018.

It hadn't rained for a long time, and the summer in Ningbei was strangely dry, and the air was filled with a sour smell. He pouted his nose, feeling even more unhappy because of the weather and the smell.

But when I think that I will be able to play the latest handle game soon, I feel a little comforted.

Before the iron door opened, he became impatient, and was about to shout at the top of his voice when the copper green narrow door in front of him suddenly opened.

He saw the other party standing behind the door, behind him was a dark and bottomless room.

He suddenly felt a little apprehensive, but he was very confident in his skills and strong limbs, so he walked in at the invitation of the other party.

It was only a matter of moments before the coarse towel covered his mouth and nose. He stretched out his hand to grab it, but his consciousness became more and more blurred. Before he even had time to call out for help, he closed his eyes forever.

·

After the kidnapping case, the Municipal Bureau had been idle for two days.

Shen Jia was lying on the desk, playing with her fingers boredly: "Boss, why is there no case yet?"

Yan Yan was reading a newspaper, and when he heard this, he rolled up the newspaper in his hand and hit her on the head: "Aren't you happy for the world to be peaceful?"

Shen Jia chuckled: "It's just boring, our city's security is really good."

Shen Jia rolled her eyes and flattered her: "It's because our boss is doing a good job, scaring the criminals out of their shit and not daring to make trouble in our city!"

Zheng Lin pointed out bluntly: "A sycophant."

He Wei and Liu Bin were playing chess by the window, while Zhang Ke shrank behind the computer and secretly watched pornographic videos sent by his colleagues from the Internet police.

Yan Yan looked around and couldn't help sighing that he was simply the principal of the kindergarten.

Comrade Yan Yan was also bored, and slumped in the office chair and sighed: "When will the case come?"

There were pattering footsteps in the corridor, and Xiao Liu rushed into the big office of the criminal police detachment, panting, "D-comrades! Yes, yes—"

Shen Jia got up: "You have a wife?"

He Wei and Liu Bin quickly turned their heads to look at Xiao Liu, even Zheng Lin had a little curiosity in his eyes, only Yan Yan kept his ears closed and meditated.

"Bah!" Xiao Liu jumped, "I don't even have a girlfriend!"

Yan Yan pulled down the newspaper covering his face and smiled: "Sure enough, being single is an excellent tradition of the people's police."

"There is a case!" Xiao Liu finally suppressed it.

Yan Yan got up abruptly, He Wei looked at Liu Bin and stood up too, Shen Jia's eyes lit up: "Murder and destroy corpses? Human flesh buns? Destroy the door?"

Xiao Liu raised a finger.

Yan Yan pondered: "It's hard to find a gun?"

Xiao Liu Heixian shook his head.

Zheng Lin continued: "The whole family is dead?"

Xiao Liu shook his head again.

Shen Jia raised her finger and pointed at Xiao Liu, excitedly: "A street is gone?!"

"..." Xiao Liu found out that the people in the criminal police team had a problem with their thinking, so he supported the door frame: "He died."

Yan Yan, Zheng Lin, Shen Jia: "..."

"What's the job of the district bureau? You can't even solve a single homicide case? There are no more than three people in the bureau, and if one of them dies, they report to the city bureau. What do you think? Shirk work? These bastards not only need to improve their working ability , but also carry out ideological education!"

Xiao Liu laughed dryly: "It can't be helped, the district bureau is short of manpower, and this year, the national public security system is evaluating bidders, and Lao Zhao is about to retire. He wants to solve more problems before retiring, so as to gain a good reputation before retiring. This case will be dealt with directly. Tell us to come here."

Zheng Lin waved his hands and said in a good temper, "It's alright, alright, what's going on?"

In front of the data board in the big office of the criminal police detachment.

Xiao Liu took the information given by the sub-bureau and said: "The identity of the deceased is unknown, male, aged between 15 and 20, when he was found lying in front of the Dongjiekou vegetable market, all clothes were intact, and no property was lost."

"The murderer is not asking for money." Zheng Lin said.

Xiao Liu nodded: "It was discovered around [-]:[-] this morning. The reporter was a vegetable seller in the vegetable market. The scene has been cordoned off, the vegetable market is temporarily closed, and a cordon has been put up around it."

Yan Yan raised his eyelids: "Where's the corpse?"

Xiao Liu swallowed and said, "Still at the scene."

"...There is a lot of traffic at the entrance of the vegetable market, and they don't even take the corpse away." Yan Yan gritted his teeth: "The bastards in the sub-bureau are not smart enough."

Shen Jia clenched her fists: "Boss, let's go?"

Yan Yan patted the table: "Get something, call Shanglin Forensic Doctor, let's go!"

After exiting the gate of the Municipal Bureau, Yan Yan suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Is the Dongjiekou on the side of the East Third Ring Road?"

Zheng Lin was curious: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"You guys go to the scene of the crime first," Yan Yan waved his hands, striding towards the opposite parking lot, "I'll be there in a while!"

Yan Yan took a detour and went to Yan Su's bakery.

Yan Su and the small staff he invited were there, Yan Yan knocked on the glass door, went up the steps and entered the store: "Boss Yan."

Yan Su turned his head when he heard the sound, stood up and said, "Officer Yan, what's the matter?"

"Why, I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?" Yan Yan put his hips on his hips, confident and confident.

The corner of Yan Su's mouth twitched, lowered his eyes, and said in a flat voice, "Yes."

"I do have something to do." Yan Yan spread his hands: "A man died at Dongjiekou, and I came to ask you for help."

The little employee was a college student, and his eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them curiously.

Yan Yan also noticed that the college student, with red lips and white teeth, was quite good-looking. He suddenly remembered that Duan Jingsheng had said that Yan Su had been with a man.

So Boss Yan, do you like this type?Yan Yan was distracted.

Yan Su walked out of the bakery and went down the steps, only to find that Yan Yan was staring at his little employee Xia Sen in a daze. Yan Su frowned slightly, and stood silently waiting outside the shop.

Xia Sen was stared at by Yan Yan so that his scalp was numb and his back was like a glow, and he said tremblingly: "Eh, um, boss, go out."

Yan Yan regained his senses suddenly, and turned his head to look.Yan Su stood by the door with meaningful eyes.

Yan Yan: "..."

During the big run, Yan Su was sitting in the co-pilot, his two amber eyes were looking straight ahead, his expression was as calm as ever.

Yan Yan drove absent-mindedly, his mind was full of thoughts, Yan Su likes that type?

Yan Su likes that type?

Thin and frail, white and clean, she is a beauty at first glance.

"Uh... Boss Yan..." Yan Yan wanted to ask, but felt that it was not appropriate. What is his relationship with Yan Su, and why should he inquire about other people's privacy.

Yan Su turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Yan Yan glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, his ears were slightly hot, and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"I can introduce you." Yan Su said abruptly.

Yan Yan stepped on the brakes, driven by inertia, the upper bodies of the two leaned forward at the same time, Yan Yan had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and stretched out his arms to protect Yan Su, preventing him from hitting the glove box in front of the car.

"Introduce what?" Yan Yan was terrified.

Yan Su pursed his lips, his eyes flickered, and after a while, he lowered his eyes, trying to hide half of his cheeks with his short hair, he said hesitantly: "Xia Sen, a student from the film school, recently invited to help look after the store, he is a nice person .”

Yan Yan: "..." Boss Yan, you may have misunderstood.

But this also means that Yan Su and that college student have nothing to do with each other.

Yan Yan whistled, stepped on the clutch and put into gear, and joked with a smile: "What are you thinking, I'm a straight man of steel, I'm not interested in little boys, I like black long straight big boobs and curled legs."

However, in his memory, his first love seems to be flat chested.At that time, she was young, Yan Yan thought, she should grow up to be a big girl now.

Yan Su nodded: "Understood."

"What's so good about the same sex? They have no butts and no breasts. Everyone takes care of them. They can fight for whoever they fuck when they go to bed." Yan Yan looked indifferent and detached: "It's not conducive to a harmonious sex life. .”

Yan Su didn't make a sound, Yan Yan wanted to continue talking about the mountain, but the people around him didn't respond, so the straight steel man's obtrusive chatter stopped abruptly.

He turned his head and glanced at Yan Su, the back of Yan Su's head was facing him, his eyes were looking straight out of the car window, wondering what he was thinking.

Yan Yan felt something was wrong, and called him softly: "Yan Su."

Yan Su's back stiffened, he turned his head and sat upright, absent-mindedly replied: "Well, you're right."

Yan Yan's breath suddenly got stuck in his throat.

Speechless all the way.

There are a total of four entrances and exits to the East Street Vegetable Market, which are located in the east, west, north, and south respectively. The market occupies an area as large as half a football field.

Because of the murder case, the scene was sealed off and entry and exit were strictly prohibited. At this moment, only flies and mosquitoes were flying around in the usually overcrowded vegetable market.

The male body was found at the North Exit, which served as a temporary garbage dump where all the garbage in the vegetable market was piled up.

When the male body was found, he was lying on his back on the pile of stinking garbage, staring at the sky with his eyes wide open. He was wearing an army green T-shirt and ripped jeans.

At his feet, there is a bouquet of yellow and white chrysanthemums, as if paying homage to the man who died so violently.

Liu Bin and He Wei took the identification box to collect suspicious materials, and forensic doctor Lin Duan walked around the male body to conduct a preliminary autopsy.

The reporter stood aside tremblingly. She had gray hair and looked old. She kept raising her wrinkled hands to wipe away her tears, and said plausibly, "You committed a crime, you committed a crime..."

Yan Yan pointed to the weird bunch of chrysanthemums and asked Zheng Lin: "What's the matter with those flowers?"

Zheng Lin looked at Yan Yan, then at Yan Su, and finally at the male corpse and the bouquet of flowers under his feet, shaking his head, puzzled: "I don't know."

Yan Yan wanted to ask Yan Su, but he felt uneasy. He held back for a long time, but didn't ask.

Yan Su turned around and asked the vegetable seller: "Auntie, are you feeling better?"

The old lady clutched the vegetable basket tightly in her hand, as if it was her only life-saving straw. She hadn't fully recovered from the extreme fright, her shriveled mouth was trembling, her eyes were cloudy, and she looked beyond him and looked further away.

"I'll carry it for you." Yan Su reached out to pick up the vegetable basket in her hand.

The old lady shivered and let go of her skinny paws. Yan Su accompanied her to the roadside stone bench with a vegetable basket and sat down.

"I got up at five o'clock in the morning and came here to sell vegetables..." The old man's voice trembled: "I just saw this... Hurry up and call 110, alas, what a crime."

Yan Su patted her on the back lightly, chatting to comfort her.

"When you came, was that bouquet of chrysanthemums there?" Yan Su asked softly.

The old lady thought for a while, then nodded: "It's so strange, it's scary."

A figure approached behind him, Yan Su turned his head and met Yan Yan's eyes.

"The murderer let it go." Yan Yan was sure.

Yan Su was silent for a while, then nodded.