part-time profiler

After finding out the identity of the victim, the on-site visit was a matter of course and did not encounter much setbacks.

But when it comes to this child named Ma Chao, parents, teachers and classmates all look disgusted.

Zheng Lin and Shen Jia came back from the visit with the police comrades. Panting and sweating, they slumped down on the chairs, picked up the mineral water bottle and swallowed it, waved their hands, and sighed first: "This day, it's really too much!" hot!"

"What did you find?" Yan Yan asked.

Yan Su hugged the large porcelain jar Zhao Ju gave him, and stood beside him drinking wolfberry water silently.

Shen Jia frowned, and Zheng Lin shook his head.

Everyone present couldn't understand the expressions of the two of them, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out.

"I'll play a recording for you, so you'll understand." Shen Jia clicked his tongue, with an indeterminate expression on her face whether it was disgust or helplessness, she turned on the phone to record, and said in a low voice, "This is Ma Chao's classmate's mother."

Recording playback:

The female voice was sharp: "What are you talking about?! Ma Chao is dead? Oh my God, this little Tai Sui, even God can't stand it, and wants to take him in! Let me tell you, Comrade police, people like Ma Chao are dead Alright, otherwise you'll be a piece of criminal material when you grow up, so I won't cause you any trouble!"

The policeman was puzzled: "Elder sister, do you have any problems with Ma Chao?"

"Holidays?" The female voice sneered: "It's not just a holiday, you ask Ma Chao's classmates, who hasn't been bullied by that kid? Our family has a daughter, and her father gives her pocket money every day, and let the daughter eat with it. That's fine for Ma Chao, you bastard, steal my daughter's food money!"

"My daughter dared not tell her family. If I told Ma Chao, she would beat her. If I hadn't rubbed her back that day, I wouldn't know that she was bruised and bruised! Hey, comrade police, just go and ask, who didn't let Ma Chao Bullied?"

"Bullying people because of their size, hey, it's good to die," the woman clapped her hands and cheered, "It's good to die!"

Everyone looked at each other.

Shen Jia raised a finger: "This is one of them, and I'll let you listen to his homeroom teacher, Chunyang Middle School Chinese teacher, a middle-aged woman."

Recording playback:

The head teacher's voice was extremely low at first: "What? Ma Chao is dead?" The voice stopped, and she stopped talking, as if holding back.

After a while, the class teacher spoke again, his voice was a little louder, a little bit wronged: "I really don't know what you are asking me."

"Tell me about Ma Chao." The policeman opened his notebook and took simple notes.

"Oh," the class teacher hesitated, "I won't tell others about this investigation."

The policeman raised his eyelids: "Please rest assured, keep it secret."

"Okay, then I'll say it," the woman said hoarsely, and she rolled up her cuffs with a rustling sound, "Comrade policeman, look at this injury. Ma Chao beat me last week, and now it hurts even if I get hit by it. That student I really have nothing to say, I'm just a bastard, I can't teach anything, my grades are bad, I bully my classmates, I don't observe discipline."

"Last week, the school did detention for observation. He was like a normal person. He skipped class and played games. He didn't study well at all."

At the end, the teacher in charge said tactfully: "He is like this, what is the difference between being alive and dead? If his mother hadn't been begging everywhere, he would have entered the juvenile detention center."

The big office of the criminal police detachment was silent for a while.

Shen Jia put away her mobile phone, held the mineral water bottle, took another sip of water, shook her head and said, "No one regrets his death, but they all sympathize with his mother. This young man named Ma Chao caused trouble and misbehavior, causing public outrage."

Zheng Lin sighed repeatedly: "Everyone is dead."

Shen Jia shrugged her shoulders, and raised her mouth suddenly: "Boss, remember the case you handled in the first year, the serial murder case, all the people who died were for the rich and unkind, and the murderer claimed to be the people. The murderer was caught according to the regulations, and the next day there were people on hunger strike at the gate of the city bureau, saying that we were violent, favored the rich, and appealed to the central government.”

Yan Yan tightened his two thick eyebrows, raised his hand to knead the center of his brows, which was rarely difficult.

It's not that the case is difficult to handle, but that the murderer kills the bad guy itself.

According to the media's view that the world is not in chaos, the murderer is killing harm for the society.When the police arrest the murderer, they favor the bad guys.

The last serial murder case set off a storm in the province. In the end, in order to appease the people, they wrote an inspection for half a year.

Check the lack of confidentiality in the process of handling the case, and disclose the progress of the case to the media.

"This matter, [-]% can't let the media smell it," Yan Yan shuddered, "I don't want to write any more inspections."

Holding the potato chips, Zhang Ke said, "I've seen it, don't worry, the media doesn't know the identity of the victim yet, they just reported that a male corpse appeared at the entrance of the vegetable market."

Yan Yan patted the table and stared solemnly: "Comrades, in order not to write an inspection and to solve the case as soon as possible, each of you, keep your mouth shut and strictly prohibit revealing the case to anyone! Do you hear me?"

The entire criminal police team roared in unison: "Understood!"

Regardless of the good or evil of the deceased, private law cannot replace justice, and no one, no matter for what purpose, can cross the line of law.

Yan Su blinked, lowered his eyes, looked at the black goji berries floating in the cup, and pursed the corners of his lips.

After on-site visits, the police identified the case as retaliatory homicide, and listed the people who were most emotional during the visit, and launched targeted investigations.

However, judging from the time of the victim's death, those persons all had alibi, excluding the possibility of committing the crime, and the case fell into a stalemate for a while.

Yan Yan drove Yan Su back to his apartment in the East Third Ring Road, and took the time to discuss the case with him on the way: "There is no trace of sexual assault, no intention to steal money, not for revenge, as if he is just trying to eliminate harm for the people, Boss Yan What do you think?"

Yan Su raised his eyes: "Officer Yan has an answer in his heart, doesn't he?"

Yan Yan turned his head, Yan Su was looking at him, and the two saw the same answer in each other's eyes: eliminate harm for the people.

This kind is the most terrifying, and it also means that the murderer will continue to commit crimes.

The murderer doesn't have a specific target to kill, as long as the murderer thinks he is a person who endangers society, the murderer will act for the sky out of a distorted sense of justice.If the murderer is not caught and brought to justice as soon as possible, another series of serial murders will follow.

"Damn it," Yan Yan patted the steering wheel, "The sub-bureau really delivered a damn good case."

"Perhaps..." Yan Su guessed casually, "Isn't this the murderer's first crime?"

Yan Yan glanced at the dial of the car, wishing that Daben could crawl at the speed of a turtle, he stepped on the clutch silently, and the car drove extremely slowly.

Yan Su didn't realize it, and focused on analyzing the case: "Avoid surveillance and dump the victim's body from the West District to the East District. No fingerprints or DNA were left on the victim's body. There are indications that the murderer had a perfect plan in advance, and he had premeditated murder."

"But any murderer, the first time he commits a crime, will leave a flaw. No matter how perfect his plan is, there are fatal flaws." Yan Su gestured his hands: "For example, some murderers hesitate when they strangle the victim for the first time, causing The strangle marks are different. But from the strangle marks on Ma Chao's neck, it can be seen that the murderer killed him with one blow without hesitation."

"Cruel, cold-blooded." Yan Yan said.

"I'm more inclined, this is not the first time he has killed someone." Yan Su looked towards the traffic ahead: "So it can be done almost flawlessly."

really.If the only loophole is the jacket label, details such as identifying the victim's identity from the clothing label are few people think of.

The murderer probably didn't expect that they used this method to infer the identity of the victim, and thus deduce the murderer's motive for killing.

"Maybe the case has already occurred, but the sub-bureau cannot join the case, so the case is shelved in the sub-bureau." Yan Su paused, and emphasized: "You should ask the sub-bureau if there have been similar murder cases recently."

After sending Yan Su back to the Wanxin community and watching him disappear at the gate of the community, Yan Yan called Xiao Liu and asked him to check the situation of the branch office.

The next day, sure enough, there was a result.

The big office of the criminal police detachment of the city bureau.

"A week ago, a male body was found at the entrance of a children's park with a lot of traffic in the eastern district. The criminal police brigade in the jurisdiction quickly confirmed the victim's identity." Xiao Liu posted the victim and the scene survey photos on the clue board: "Huang Shengyong, male , 14 years old, dropped out of school at home, his family is poor, his parents divorced many years ago, his whereabouts are unknown, he lives with his grandparents."

"Huang Shengyong went to the juvenile detention center," Xiao Liu swallowed, "so the police have his identity recorded, and the victim's identity was confirmed immediately after the incident. His grandparents had autopsies, so it's true that he is the grandson. "

"It sounds like another brat." Shen Jia sighed.

Xiao Liu nodded: "That's right, bad character, poor grades, addicted to games, but don't bully classmates."

Yan Yan looked up: "..."

Xiao Liu handed him the full body photo of Huang Shengyong taken in the juvenile management: "Huang Pi is thin and skinny, it's not bad if people don't bully him."

"And this Ma Chao, two different physiques." Yan Yan said, "Is there an autopsy report?"

"Here." Xiao Liu handed him the autopsy report sent by the sub-bureau: "The autopsy at the sub-bureau is rough, not as detailed as our forensic doctor Lin. But it can basically determine the cause of death, just like Ma Chao, mechanical asphyxiation, but..."

Yan Yan opened the autopsy report: "The waist and abdomen were stabbed and bleeding profusely."

Xiao Liu explained: "Yes, he was strangled to death by the murderer after falling into hemorrhagic shock. Physical and chemical tests showed that the victim did not inhale ether, etc."

"That is to say, the murderer stabbed him first, and then strangled the victim." Zheng Lin wondered, "Why bother? The waist and abdomen were stabbed and bleeding profusely. Even if the murderer didn't strangle the victim, the victim would probably die of hemorrhagic shock .”

"This is also something that the branch bureau didn't understand." Xiao Liu spread his hands and looked at Yan Yan who was reading the autopsy report: "Boss, can this case be merged?"

"Is there anything else at the scene of the crime?" Yan Yan said, "It's rather weird. For example, the handful of yellow and white chrysanthemums under Ma Chao's feet."

Xiao Liu spread out the folder and rummaged through it for a long time. Under the eager eyes of everyone, he nodded heavily: "Yes, it is also a handful of yellow and white chrysanthemums."

Yan Yan's eyes darkened slightly, and he thought, Yan Su really hit the mark.

Xiao Liu seemed to have thought of it too, trembling for a long time, mustered up the courage: "It seems that Boss Yan suggested to ask the branch office about the situation, this..."

Xiao Liu boldly stated the conjecture in everyone's mind: "Boss Yan is the murderer, right?"

Yan Yan: "..."

Comrade Yan Yan rolled up the A4 paper and slammed it on Xiao Liu's head: "Have you seen American dramas? The profilers are so good, hurry up and send our boss Yan to shoot criminal investigation dramas."

Xiao Liu laughed.

Yan Yan pinched the bleak yellow and white chrysanthemum photo, and ordered in a deep voice: "Join the case!"