part-time profiler

Yan Yanli was smoking by the flower bed in front of the Public Security Bureau building, and flicked the ash.

Technical detective Zhang Ke ran out of the lobby on the first floor, looked around, and finally caught sight of Yan Yan with one hand in his pocket in the corner. He exhaled a long breath, walked towards him and said, "Captain Yan, released on bail."

"Duan Jingsheng took care of it himself." Zhang Ke sighed, "Director Zhao asked you to go to his office."

Yan Yan's police uniform coat was casually draped over his shoulders. He didn't look like a policeman serving the people, but more like a bandit mountain king. He was so murderous that he couldn't even cover up the police badge. He threw away the cigarette butt and walked in with the coat Police Building.

Director Zhao was waiting for him in the office and handed Yan Yan a glass of water.

Yan Yan waved his hand and refused: "No, thank you."

Zhao Chuan has been in the Municipal Bureau for many years, and he will retire in two years. He is friendly, with hot black goji berries soaked in a large porcelain vat, he pondered for a moment, then raised his head: "Xiao Yan, you are from the Central Committee. There are some things I will not hide from you, this Yan Su, he is innocent."

"He appeared at the fully sealed arrest scene for no reason," Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, his tone full of disbelief, "After he appeared, we completely lost the trace of the rat."

Zhao Ju stood in front of a mahogany desk, with two small national flags on the desk, and five large characters on the wall behind it: Serve the people.

Zhao Ju's thick black eyebrows frowned into Sichuan characters, and the wrinkles on his face became more and more obvious. He rested his hand on the edge of the table and tapped his index finger on the table: "You don't need to ask more, Yan Su is innocent."

"Without evidence, we cannot detain him for no reason." Zhao Chuan made a firm final decision.

The corner of Yan Yan's mouth turned away from the insipid arc, and he turned and walked out of the director's office. Zhao Chuan behind him stopped him just two steps away: "Yan Yan, don't continue to interrogate Yan Su, this is an order."

Yan Yan turned his head, stood at attention, and gave a police salute. After putting down his arms, his serious demeanor faded away, and he turned back into a bandit in the state agency, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Surveillance, the head office."

"You can monitor it personally." Zhao Chuan knew that Yan Yan's personality would never let it go, so he backed down a step.

Yan Yan raised his sharp eyebrows, and accepted as soon as he saw it: "Okay."

24 hours after the arrest operation, the best search time passed, and various departments failed to find traces of rats in the east district, station, airport and train station of Ningbei City.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, in the big office of the criminal police detachment of the Municipal Bureau, there were chandelier lights at dusk, and instant noodles and cigarettes flew together.

In order to catch the rats, the whole detachment has been working overtime for 72 consecutive hours. The police officers are a little overwhelmed.

Yan Yan looked around the smoky big office, rubbed the space between his eyebrows, patted the table and said, "Dogs, get off work!"

"Return to the team on time at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning. The staff on duty will continue to follow up with the traffic police, patrol police, and urban management departments. If there is any trace of a mouse, report it immediately. Did you hear it!" Team Yan roared.

Everyone in the office was excited and finally able to rest for a few hours. He Wei and Liu Bin, who were closest to him, were lying on the table and struggling for death. At this moment, they turned over and stood up with great energy: "Understood!"

Yan Yan waved his hands and walked out of the big office.

Opposite the city bureau is a big park with a parking lot. The parking fee is quite expensive, ten yuan an hour.

Yan Yan flicked the car key ring, and just got into his black Ben, when he received a call from Zhang Ke: "Boss, I found it, that guy named Yan Su lives near Ningbei Film School, east of the Third Ring Road. Room 126, Unit 101, Wanxin Community, No. [-] Main Street."

"Success, thank you." Yan Yan said, fortunately he was driving today instead of riding a bicycle, and it took 10 minutes to drive from the Municipal Bureau to the third ring road.

It's time to get off work, and there are many cars on the road. I'm afraid it will take half an hour to get there.

Yan Yan drove up the main road and turned on the car radio. The announcer was reporting the latest news: "Wang Weiqiang, a major suspect in the cross-border child trafficking case, is fleeing our city. Parents, please pay attention to the safety of your children."

Wang Weiqiang is the real name of Mouse.

After the serious announcement, the sweet female voice of the announcer sounded: "Many citizens called in to express their views on this incident. Let us listen to their voices. First of all... this Mr. Liu, hello, May I ask what you want to say?"

Mr. Liu's tone was very urgent, and he said bluntly: "Our child is only six years old and goes to and from school every day. Her mother and I are busy with work and can't pick him up. Why can't the police catch him when a human trafficker comes here? Let the public pay attention to safety all day long. , The public security is eating?! Taking taxpayers' money to raise a bunch of moths! They..."

Mr. Liu wanted to continue complaining, but his voice was cut off, and the announcer still had a sweet and laughing voice: "Please believe that our comrades, police officers, will be able to arrest the criminals and bring them to justice."

Yan Yan turned off the car radio, put on a rock disc, and turned the steering wheel to the left onto the overpass.

Panic.

Yan Yan bared his teeth, followed the navigation and turned into the Third Ring East Street.

The sky completely darkened, the night fell, and the lights came on.

Unit 101 of Wanxin Community is facing the street. Yan Yan parked the Daben within the parking line at the entrance of the community, and looked up through the car window. Unit [-] [-] is the first window from the left next to the gate.

The curtains were wide open, and Yan Su's thin figure wandered in the living room inside the protective fence.

Yan Yan casually took out the bread from the glove box, tore off the plastic wrapping, and swallowed it, his falcon-like eyes firmly stuck to Yan Su's body.

The one named Yan Su didn't notice that anyone was looking at him. He held the instant noodle box in his hand and occasionally glanced out the window.

Yan Yan can be sure that Yan Su didn't notice him, except for a certain moment, Yan Su stood up and looked straight out of the window. At that time, Yan Yan put down the bread bag and passed through the car window, just in time to bump into Yan Su's eyes.

In an instant, the four eyes met.Yan Su quickly looked away and closed the curtains.

Yan Yan clenched his fist and smashed the steering wheel.

It was impossible for Yan Yan to continue to monitor Yan Su at the risk of being exposed. He hired Xiao Liu to replace him. Xiao Liu lived nearby.

Yan Yan drove back to the apartment, took a shower, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and changed his clothes. After spending five or six days in the office, his whole body smelled of cigarette smoke.

Yan Yan shrugged his nose and sneezed.

He was carrying a beer can, leaning against the sofa, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a panoramic view of the city, Yan Yan was stunned, and suddenly thought of Yan Su's eyes.

Those eyes, clear, bright, amber, beautiful, like...

A strange sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, Yan Yan wondered, had he seen Yan Su before?

As soon as this idea came out, Yan Yan shook his head, denying his guess, Yan Su's appearance, which cannot be ignored, is impossible to forget once he has seen it.

It was late at night, and Yan Yan fell back into bed, sleeping without a quilt.

Three days later, at nine o'clock in the morning, Yan Yan was waiting for the news at the city bureau, and his colleagues returned to work energetically after the break.

Xiao Liu finally called: "Captain Yan, there is some movement. I followed him to the conference hall next to the municipal library. I inquired. He is attending a book club."

"Reading club?" Yan Yan walked out of the city bureau.

The Municipal Library is not far from the Municipal Bureau. It took two or three minutes to ride a bicycle. Yan Yan, with his mobile phone between his shoulders and ears, rode on his donkey brand bicycle and told Xiao Liu: "Keep an eye on him."

Xiao Liu assured, "No problem."

Yan Yan threw the bicycle to the shared bicycle parking spot, locked it, and looked down at the jacket on his body. He was wearing casual clothes, not a police uniform.

Xiao Liu was waiting for him at the gate of the municipal library, and Yan Yan strode forward: "How is it now?"

"It's still inside, discussing sexual culture." Xiao Liu smiled teasingly: "Just go in, they're in Hall No. [-], and there are quite a lot of people."

Yan Yan gave him a high-five, stepped forward with two long legs, turned to the left, and entered the No. [-] conference hall.

The meeting hall is not big, a circle of people sat around, the rest stood, and the sitting people held books in their hands, some opened and some closed.

Yan Yan visually inspected, there were more than [-] people.

He saw Yan Su at a glance.

Yan Su sat in the back seat, holding a hard-shell book in his hand.Yan Yan's eyesight is excellent, and when he squinted his eyes a little, he saw a few big words on the cover of the book: Reproductive Worship.

The corner of Yan Yan's mouth twitched imperceptibly, he didn't know anyone present, except Yan Su and the middle-aged man beside Yan Su.

The middle-aged man beside Yan Su is Zhang Zhenhai, a professor of psychology at Ningbei University. He is a little famous, and he often comes to the police station to give psychological counseling and lectures to his colleagues.

Zhang Zhenhai, bald, about 50 years old, he is obviously the main initiator of this book club, now acted as the moderator, got up and applauded, and said in a gentle tone: "Next, let's invite our new friend to share his reading experience. "

Everyone cast their eyes on Yan Su at the same time.

Newcomer, Yan Yan chewed on these three words.

Why did Yan Su suddenly join the reading club, and the book he wants to share seems to be the one in his hand.

I don't know if it was the police's sixth sense, or Yan Su's appearance at the arrest scene, which left a deep impression on him.No matter what Yan Su did, Yan Yan felt that Yan Su did it on purpose, and there must be an ulterior reason behind it.

Just like analyzing his interrogator during an interrogation, Yan Yan took apart Yan Su's every move and carefully observed it.

Yan Su stood up, unfolded the cover, held it upright in his hand, and said calmly: "I want to share this book with you, the culture of reproductive worship. Before that, I want to share a story."

Yan Su's performance was not much better than that of elementary school students sharing their impressions after reading. He said like a running account: "I have a friend..."

Well, even the beginning is schoolboy style: I have one.

"He likes children very much, but due to his own reasons, he can't let his wife get pregnant. The more he can't get it, the more he wants it. My friend began to pay attention to cultures such as reproductive worship, and he liked children more and more. He Recommended this book to me."

Yan Su Gujing said calmly.

Yan Yan twisted his neck, and glanced at Zhang Zhenhai beside him inadvertently. Professor Zhang had an indescribably strange expression on his face.

Yan Yan suddenly remembered one thing, Professor Zhang has been married for more than 20 years, but has no children under his knees.

Yan Yan frowned, did this Yan Su do it on purpose?

The mobile phone vibrated, Yan Yan took out the mobile phone and pressed the connect button, He Wei urgently shouted from the other end of the phone: "Boss, come back quickly, something has happened! A couple called the police saying that the child was missing, and then received a blackmail call from the kidnapper .”

"According to the technical analysis of the technical investigator's voice technology, the kidnapper is a rat!—"