part-time profiler

Sitting in front of the cashier was a thin young girl who was presumably short-sighted. She didn't wear glasses, her upper body leaned forward, and her eyes were almost on the computer screen.

"Hello." Yan Yan knocked on the counter.

As if the girl woke up suddenly, she twisted her neck suddenly, her movements were terribly stiff, making one suspect that she was just a withered zombie.

Probably staying in a gloomy corner all the year round, her face is abnormally pale, and because of her habitual biting of her lips, the skin of her mouth is almost torn, so her shriveled lips are bright red.

It looked like someone had smeared two strokes with blood on the cold corpse.

"You... hello." The girl stammered a little, her hands were tightly clasped, her eyes dodged, and she seemed a little nervous.

Yan Yan turned his head and looked at Yan Su, who shook his head lightly.

"Don't be afraid, it's like this. We are school teachers. Students skipping classes and surfing the Internet are serious recently, so let's ask." Yan Yan explained the purpose of coming.

The girl widened her eyes slightly, pricked up her ears and listened carefully. The reflex arc was probably a bit long. After Yan Yan finished speaking, it took a long time for her to react slowly, and nodded again and again: "Okay, okay."

Yan Yan spread out the three photos in his hand, which were the three victims, Xue Lingling, Huang Shengyong and Ma Chao.

"These three, have you seen them? Do you have any impression?" Yan Yan asked, staring into her eyes.

She stretched out her hands, the forearm under the sleeve was as skinny as a stick, with purple and blue blood vessels floating, and she was almost skinny.

Yan Su stared at her wrist and frowned slightly.

The little girl took the photos, spread them out in front of her, and looked at them one by one carefully. After a while, she shook her head slowly: "No." She said, "I haven't seen it, no. Excuse me."

After finishing speaking, she pursed her lips, raised her eyes, and looked at Yan Yan and Yan Su uneasily.

Yan Su suddenly asked, "How old are you?"

The little girl was surprised, her eyes widened, she blinked, and her eyeballs turned to the right, she replied softly: "Eighteen." She lowered her head and touched the tip of her nose with her fingertips.

"Oh good," Yan Su said, "Excuse me."

Yan Yan looked around in the dilapidated, shabby Internet cafe filled with the smell of smoke. The place was not big, just four young people from society smoking cigarettes in their mouths.

Yan Yan asked one by one, and the young people impatiently expressed that they did not know the three deceased.

In the end, finding nothing, Yan Yan walked out of the Blue Shark Internet Cafe with Yan Su angrily.

The two went out with their front feet, and a thin, short young man walked in with their back feet.

The two turned their heads at the same time, only to see that the little girl at the cashier swept away the gloom, her eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and she shouted happily: "Brother!"

"Little sister." The young man followed suit.

It turned out to be siblings.

Yan Su pulled Yan Yan up and walked towards the parking lot.Yan Su suddenly asked: "Did you find anything?"

"She's lying."

"Yeah." Yan Suning frowned: "When a person lies, the nose will be congested and swollen for a few millimeters, and there will be a movement of touching the nose."

"The eyeballs are wandering, and they dare not look directly at us." Yan Yan folded his arms: "She is not full yet."

"Yes." Yan Su nodded, and suddenly stood still: "But judging from her performance, she has indeed never seen the three victims."

Yan Yan shrugged: "This one can't find any valuable clues, let's go to the next one."

Yan Su followed his pace, and the two went to the next Internet cafe.

The next Internet cafe is bigger than the Blue Shark Internet cafe, and the name is quite domineering, called Lingyun.

Ling Yun's boss personally watched the store, smoking behind the counter with his legs crossed, the light blue smoke was lingering, and the Internet cafe was full of smog.

The boss is about 30 years old, wearing a white vest and black shorts, pulling on big slippers, his fingers flying around on the keyboard, he dropped the mouse, and cursed: "Pig teammate!"

"Hello." Yan Yan knocked on the counter, the boss brushed his hair and raised his face.

The boss had a small beard, looked at Yan Yan, and then at Yan Su behind Yan Yan, wondering: "Are adults still surfing the Internet? No money to buy a computer?"

Yan Yan: "..."

Yan Yan smiled helplessly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, and handed one to the boss.

The boss was not polite, so he took it casually, stooped down and took out the lighter from the drawer behind the counter, lit it, smoked and said, "Good cigarette, soft China."

"Brother, what do you want to ask?" The boss puffed out a cigarette, seeing that these two people didn't come to take care of his business.

"We from the Education Bureau, recently, students in various schools have frequently skipped classes and surfed the Internet, so I came to ask." Yan Yan concocted nonsense according to the law.

He took out three photos and spread them out in front of the boss: "Have you seen these three people?"

The boss held the cigarette butt and flicked it in the paper cup containing the ash. When he saw the person in the photo, his eyes froze and he looked at him vigilantly: "Brother, you are not from the Education Bureau, are you?"

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows.

"Be good." The boss rubbed his hands nervously: "Wait a minute, I'll ask Xiao Zhang in the store to take a look. He usually looks after the store."

As he said that, the owner of the Internet cafe ignored the teammates in the game urging him to pay, and ran around the counter towards the back door of the Internet cafe.

Yan Yan's eyes dimmed, and he ran after him: "Don't run!"

The boss with the moustache turned a deaf ear to him and ran away with his life.

The two chased and fled in the narrow back alley.

Despite his short legs, the bearded boss ran fast, and his posture over the wall was quite flexible. He climbed the iron gate and jumped up with two pedals.

Yan Yan jumped up and climbed the low iron gate, like a vigorous leopard, with muscles all over his body, bursting out with powerful strength, and finally caught the boss at the T-junction, touched his body, but unfortunately he was not wearing handcuffs.

He grabbed both arms of the boss and wrapped them behind his back, tied the wrists of the bearded boss with one hand, hit him against the wall, and smiled evilly: "Why do you run, I really think your grandson monkey can run out of the Tathagata Buddha!" Five Fingers Mountain?"

The boss with the mustache groaned endlessly, and hit his face against the rough wall, grinning his teeth in pain, begging for mercy: "Uncle policeman, please do me a favor, I am really innocent, you don't remember the faults of villains, please forgive me Back!"

"..." Yan Yan kicked him on the calf: "Who are you calling uncle? You, tell me the truth, what's going on!"

Panting, Yan Su followed, and he took a shortcut.

The three confronted each other on the main road.

"How did you recognize us as the police?" Yan Yan asked.

The mustache boss spat and said bitterly: "Show me those three photos, and I'll understand. I've never seen those three babies, except for the girl. Both boys have been here. In the store, let’s play games and go online.”

"Aren't they dead? It's been rumored everywhere, huh." The mustache boss asked back: "Why did the Education Bureau come to investigate the dead? Isn't it the police who came to investigate the dead? Don't you think so?"

Yan Yan and Yan Su looked at each other, this man was quite logical.

Yan Yan laughed: "Then why are you running?"

"Aren't I afraid?" The mustache boss sighed: "Internet cafe business is for minors, I'm afraid you will arrest me."

Yan Yan: "..."

He turned his head and asked Yan Su: "Boss Yan, does this person match your profile?"

Yan Su thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "His IQ is not enough."

The mustache boss yelled angrily: "You can catch me, but you are not allowed to call me stupid!"

"Strong self-awareness." Yan Su pondered: "Then grab it first."

The bearded boss who lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot: "..."

The poor bearded boss spent two days in the detention center because he obstructed the police's work, and was ordered to suspend business and rectify the Internet cafe at the same time.

Before leaving get off work in the evening, Shen Jia, Zheng Lin and He Wei Liu Bin, who went to visit, came back.

Shen Jia and Zheng Lin's group visited the Internet cafe at No. 10 Lianshan Road. The staff in the store said they only knew Xue Lingling.

He Wei Liu Bin visited the Internet Café at No. 16 Wenqu Street. The shop owner pointed to Ma Chao and said he knew him. All the employees in the store said they didn't know each other.

"So, these four Internet cafes either don't know any of the victims, or only know one or two of them." Zheng Lin said in a deep voice, "No one came into contact with these three people at the same time."

The murderer's murder plan was meticulous and premeditated. He should have contacted these three people at the same time and selected them as targets.

"That means..." Shen Jia opened her mouth and looked at Yan Su.

Yan Su's face was expressionless.

An idea popped up in everyone's mind, Yan Su's reasoning was wrong, the murderer was not an employee of the Internet cafe.

The two errand policemen turned and left, one of them made a loud "tss", making sure that Yan Su could hear them.

After all, Yan Su was just a foreign aid, not a policeman who had received rigorous training. They didn't believe that a foreign aid randomly brought in by a detachment leader could really lead their group of serious policemen to solve the case.

"Zhu Daqiang, Wang Xiaohu," Yan Yan said in a deep voice, "Where are you going, come back."

Two errand policemen came back reluctantly.

Zhu Daqiang was the one who snorted at Yan Su just now. He pointed to the clock on the wall: "Captain Yan, you have to get off work. The brothers have been running around all afternoon, their mouths are almost worn out, and they haven't asked any clues."

Yan Yan's stern gaze swept over them.

Team Yan is usually easy to get angry. On his sharp and resolute outline, there is always a kind smile of a veteran cadre that makes people feel refreshed, so that few people have seen Yan Yan's demonstration side.

The powerful male hormone seemed to be transformed into substance, and with those sharp eyes like tigers and wolves, it was like an invisible coercion pressing down on the person.

The pressure made Zhu Daqiang and Wang Xiaohu bury their heads, not daring to raise their heads.

Yan Su turned around and walked out of the main office of the detachment. Yan Yan didn't stop him, but turned to Zhang Ke and asked, "Kezi, are there any unlisted Internet cafes in the West District that are secretly open?"

Zhang Ke took a breath and shook his head: "I'm not sure about this, I checked, and it should not be there."

"Okay." Yan Yan kneaded between his eyebrows: "After get off work, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Yan Yan turned and walked out, Shen Jia suddenly stopped him: "Boss." Yan Yan turned his head, met her worried eyes, and the corner of Yan Yan's mouth twitched: "Why, your father and I are still alive, don't use it like a mourning concubine. Look at me, huh?"

Shen Jia chuckled and pointed outside the door: "I quite believe in foreign aid from Europe. If the investigation goes in the wrong direction, it has nothing to do with him. We are the police, and he is just... an ordinary citizen."

He is an ordinary person who needs the protection of our police. How can we put the responsibility of solving the case on his shoulders.

Yan Yan moved his mind slightly and raised his head. Zheng Lin, He Wei, Liu Bin and Zhang Ke all looked at him.

Yan Yan raised his hand and waved his two fingers together, handsome and handsome: "Okay, comrades, see you tomorrow."