part-time profiler

The Office of the Criminal Police Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

The atmosphere was extremely serious, no one dared to speak, and even breathing became cautious and careful, even fine sweat poured out of the foreheads of several policemen.

The central air conditioner was rumbling, but the tide-like cold wind could not wash away the heat wave.

In summer, it's sweltering, and cicadas chirp outside the window.

Yan Yanli stood in front of the whiteboard covered with case information, and Zhang Ke played the call recording——

"Zi..." The electric current sounded, and the mouse threatened with a low voice, "I warn you, don't fucking call the police, I will know every move of the police."

Yan Yan raised his head and looked around the scene. The colleagues in the detachment looked at each other in blank dismay. The ballpoint pen that was spinning in someone's hand fell on the table.

"If you want your daughter, take a ransom of 300 million! Hehe, for a family like yours, you can get 300 million every minute, and it's fucking cheap for you!" The mouse paused: "Cash, without serial number, prepare it for me!" .”

In the recording, the voice of the middle-aged man was low. He should be the girl's father. He tried his best to maintain his composure. His voice trembled a little, but it was not obvious. He said, "Okay, don't call the police. I want to hear Yuanyuan's voice. She's safe!"

He Wei sneered: "They were all kidnapped, but they are still safe."

Zheng Lin glared at him, He Wei hurriedly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Speak!" The mouse's voice was a little farther away, as if it was turning its head and yelling at someone. Not long after, the girl cried out in fear: "Dad, Daddy save me!"

On the other end of the phone, the girl's father gasped.

"Did you hear that, prepare cash for me." Papa, the call was hung up.

Everyone in the office took a deep breath in unison, as if they had just learned to breathe.

Holding the information, Zheng Lin said, "The kidnapped person, Mao Xinyuan, female, 12 years old, studied at Ningbei No. [-] Middle School. The reporter was his father, Mao Xuejun, who was a professor at Ningbei University and was a senior intellectual."

"After the mouse called, Mao Xuejun turned on the recording of the phone call, and secretly reported the crime with the recording, hoping that we could rescue his daughter." Zheng Lin said solemnly: "This is our trust."

Usually, in kidnapping and extortion cases, if the amount is within the range acceptable to the family members of the kidnapped, 70.00% will choose not to call the police and go private.

There are not many people like Mao Xuejun who are not afraid of threats and decisively call the police.

"As expected of a senior intellectual," Liu Bin said, "professor of the law department."

"Brothers," Zheng Lin said angrily, "solve this case, rescue Mao Xinyuan, and capture Wang Weiqiang!"

The whole team stood up.

Zheng Lin looked at Yan Yan who had been silent all along, Yan Yan nodded, and gave the task: "Why, Liu Bin, you go to investigate the missing place of Mao Xinyuan. Zheng Lin, Shen Jia, you two pretend to visit Mao Xuejun and his wife, Gu Lei There is also Zhang Ke tracking the call, and others are closely cooperating with various departments for screening and are on standby at any time. Remember, in order to avoid alarming the enemy, any operation will be carried out in secret."

"Yes!" Everyone said in unison.

With a serious face, Yan Yan stepped out of the big office.

In the threatening phone call, Mouse said that he knew every move of the police. Combined with the fact that Mouse disappeared from their eyes on the night of the arrest operation, it is very likely that someone in the police team may be providing information to Mouse.

This kidnapping case cannot be solved with much fanfare.

Yan Yan was thinking about it when a person walked towards him. He looked up and saw that it was Professor Zhang Zhenhai. The bald professor of the Department of Psychology greeted him kindly: "Captain Yan, you are busy."

"Professor Zhang." Yan Yan recalled the study session this morning. It seems that Professor Zhang arrived at the police station after the study session.

"Oh," said Professor Zhang, "give psychological counseling to the anti-narcotics police."

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you." Yan Yan said, the two exchanged a few words, and then passed each other.

Passing by the big office of the criminal police detachment, Zhang Zhenhai looked inside curiously. The big office was busy with people, so he quickly looked away and hurried up the stairs to the psychological counseling room.

Yan Yan went to the meeting room and had a short video meeting with the inter-provincial joint action group.

After the brief meeting ended, the on-site investigation team brought news. Without hesitation, Yan Yan drove to the scene of the crime, Ningbei No. [-] Middle School.

He Wei and Liu Bin were in the principal's office to inquire about the situation, and Mao Xinyuan's class teacher was also there. He was a normal student at a prestigious university who had just graduated three years ago, and his name was Zhou Min.

Zhou Min's face was red, her eye circles were also red, and tears were still floating in her eyes. This was her first time as a head teacher, and this happened in the end.

The principal patted Zhou Min on the shoulder: "Xiao Zhou, you know everything, and you can talk endlessly. The police comrades are here, so talk well."

"Yes..." Zhou Min choked with sobs, nodded, looked at Yan Yan, shrunk his shoulders, and instinctively felt fear.

Yan Yan put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned his thighs against the desk, and smiled: "Just tell me what you know, what happened at that time."

Zhou Min raised his hand to wipe his face, folded his hands in front of him, and recalled carefully: "There is no evening self-study on Friday, and the students leave school after afternoon class. Mao Xinyuan studies very hard, every Friday after school She was the last one to leave, at that time... I was in a hurry to get off work, went to the classroom to have a look, and found that she was still there, so I told her to go home early. "

"What time did you go to the classroom?" Yan Yan asked.

Zhou Min recalled: "I just finished grading my homework, around 07:30."

"Then you never saw her again?"

"No."

Yan Yan looked at Liu Bin, and Liu Bin asked Zhou Min seriously: "How is Mao Xinyuan doing at school? Isn't her family worried when she comes home so late?"

Zhou Min thought for a while and said, "Mao Xinyuan is a very good girl, but she doesn't have a good relationship with her classmates. She has a withdrawn personality, doesn't like to play with her classmates very much, and always stays alone. I remember that night, I asked her why she didn't come home, and she said someone was coming to pick her up."

Yan Yan stood up straight, and Liu Bintong He Wei also found the point: "Who will pick me up?"

Who is the person who picks up Mao Xinyuan?Was Mao Xinyuan kidnapped before being picked up?The person who picked up Mao Xinyuan noticed something was wrong, why didn't he tell Mao's family or call the police?

Or, the person who picked up Mao Xinyuan had something to do with the mouse.

Countless guesses came to mind, but Zhou Min's answer disappointed them a bit: "I don't know, I asked, but she didn't tell, she just said that she was someone she knew, a friend of her family."

That's an adult.

"Is there any surveillance video?" Yan Yan asked, He Wei shook his head: "We checked, no, it should have gone out from the back door of the school, the back door is an alley, there is no guard, no surveillance."

The three of them went to the back gate of the school again, a long alley leading directly to the main road, with cars coming and going.

To take Mao Xinyuan away as a living person, a car must be used.

Yan Yan raised his head and looked around. There were traffic lights and monitoring at the T-junction connecting the long alley and the main road.

"Contact the traffic police department to monitor Mao Xinyuan within [-] hours of her disappearance." Yan Yan said in a deep voice, and He Wei immediately contacted her.

On the way back to the Municipal Bureau, Zhang Ke called: "Captain Yan, Shen Jia and Captain Zheng brought Mao Xinyuan and her parents to the Municipal Bureau, and they are now in the reception room."

"Okay," Yan Yan said, "wait for me to come back."

At 25:[-] in the morning, the reception room of the Municipal Bureau.

Opposite Yan Yan were Mao Xinyuan's parents, Mao Xuejun and Wang Hui, sitting side by side on iron chairs, but there was an empty seat, and no one looked at the other.

Wang Hui is well maintained, with no obvious wrinkles on her face. She wears a red lace shirt with a black hip-covering skirt, and wears high-heeled shoes. She holds a tissue in her hand and wipes the sweat from her palms. It's too hot."

Yan Yan frowned slightly, and looked back at Liu Bin, who picked up the remote control to turn on the central air conditioner.

Cold wind blows.

Wang Hui let out a long breath.

Mao Xuejun's face was livid, and the corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles. He was sitting upright with his hands on his knees, as if he was trying to suppress something.

Yan Yan glanced across Mao Xuejun's face calmly, and asked Wang Hui, "What do you do?"

Wang Hui said ah, came back to her senses, hugged the Hermès leather bag in her hand, and answered him: "I run a company and do logistics."

"Oh," Yan Yan nodded, "Boss, it's pretty amazing."

Wang Hui smiled without embarrassment, and Mao Xuejun snorted, with disdain in his eyes.

Mao Xuejun's performance could not escape Yan Yan's eyes. He leaned forward, clasped his hands in front of him, and said to Mao Xuejun: "On the night of the incident, your daughter stayed at school for a long time, at least until 07:30. Do you know?"

Mao Xuejun nodded, Wang Hui turned to look at him, only took one look, then looked away.

"Yuanyuan loves to study and often stays late at school and doesn't go home."

"A girl, you should be very worried if you are still outside so late."

Mao Xuejun opened his mouth, a bit stuck in his throat, his face was very ugly, he shook his head.

Wang Hui sneered, and interjected, "He still cares about the child? He never cared about Yuanyuan. If the kidnapper didn't call, he wouldn't know that Yuanyuan was lost!"

Mao Xuejun was furious, twisted his neck hard, and stared at her to fight back: "You have no right to blame me. You spend your days and nights outside all day long, and you never asked Yuanyuan about her study and life!"

The two quarreled between the Public Security Bureau and the Letter|Visit Bureau.

Yan Yan has a clue in his heart. The couple's face and heart are not harmonious, and the relationship between the husband and wife is not harmonious, which can easily have a bad influence on the children. The reason why Mao Xinyuan is unwilling to go home and often stays at school late is probably due to her parents' relationship. The reason for harmony.

In the absence of a parental role, children may derive a sense of security from other adults.

Yan Yan thought of what Mao Xinyuan's class teacher Zhou Min said, someone who picked her up was a friend of her parents.

"I have another question," Yan Yan interrupted the quarrel between the two of them, and said, "Do you two have any friends who have a better relationship with Mao Xinyuan? Will you take Mao Xinyuan to and from school?"

Wang Hui thought for a while: "No."

Mao Xuejun pondered for a moment, and replied: "Yes, my colleague, Professor Zhang, Yuanyuan likes to ask him questions. Lao Zhang is a sincere person, and he gets along well with the children. When we are busy, Yuanyuan spends the night at their house. As for the transfer, I really don't know about it, Yuanyuan doesn't like to tell us these things, and she won't answer when asked."

"Which Professor Zhang?" Yan Yan looked serious.

Mao Xuejun raised his eyes, with a tired face, and said uneasily: "Zhang Zhenhai, from the Department of Psychology, we graduated in the same class and are old friends for many years."