part-time profiler

Outside the window, the night falls, and the lights inside are bright.

In the big office of the Municipal Bureau, Yan Yan stood in front of the clue board with one hand in his pocket, lost in thought.

A circle was drawn next to the photo of the mouse, which was reserved for the accomplices. As for the one named Yan Su... Yan Yan looked up at the word "Yan Su" written with a red colored pen, feeling more and more weird in his heart strong.

Appearing at the arrest scene for no reason, Duan Jingsheng, the former head of the criminal police detachment, came forward to release him on bail. Director Zhao personally told him not to interrogate him, and Professor Zhang Zhenhai recommended him.

Taken together, this Yan Su seems to have a lot of background.

"Boss!" Shen Jia interrupted his thinking, she hurried into the office and said, "All the cameras at the back door of No. [-] Middle School have been adjusted!"

Yan Yan stood up: "Go, go and have a look."

In the technical investigation office, Zhang Ke played the surveillance video frame by frame, while Yan Yan stared at the changing traffic flow, trying to find clues from it.

"From 07:30 in the evening to [-]:[-] in the morning, the car turning from this direction." Yan Yan pointed to the screen: "Facing the traffic lights, it leads to the ring road. There is a lot of traffic and there are surveillance cameras all over the place. It is impossible for the suspect to go here. And back to the traffic lights leading to an old road, less monitoring distribution, so check the vehicles turning left from the T-junction.”

Zhang Ke flew ten fingers on the keyboard, quickly intercepted the video of that period, and simply sharpened it to extract the left-turn license plate number. There are three vehicles in total.

"Check the owners of these three license plate numbers." Yan Yan bent over and put one hand on the edge of the desk.

Sweat broke out on Zhang Ke's forehead, and he logged into the public security intranet to check.

"Boss," Zhang Ke said excitedly, "Look! The owner of this black Santana is Qin Chaoyang, but his registration is a Chery. This Santana..."

"Set | license plate car." Yan Yan's voice was calm: "Where is this Qin Chaoyang now?"

"Qin Chaoyang, male, 32 years old, unmarried, currently not in this city, and now working in other places, I have contacted him by phone. It is said that he left Ningbei years ago. He has no father or mother at home, and has two properties." He Wei Holding the phone, swallowing saliva.

"Have you lost your house keys?" Yan Yan asked.

He Wei was stunned for a moment, and nodded quickly: "Around the Chinese New Year, I lost it once, and he made it again."

"Which set did you lose?"

"The house his parents lived in was the dormitory for the workers of the former machine tool factory. It's an old house."

Yan Yan gritted his teeth, waved his arm, and ordered: "Take your things and go!"

On the road in the middle of the night, the police car rushed towards the worker's dormitory of the Southwest Machine Tool Factory.

Along the way, Zheng Lin beside Yan Yan seemed very uneasy, he clenched and loosened the 5.4 pose in his hand, Yan Yan glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, turned around and patted Zheng Lin on the shoulder.

"Old Yan, I always feel," Zheng Lin squeezed the 5.4 formula, and said anxiously, "Since the other party is a member of the police force, will he be very clear about our investigation mode, and to find out the license plate car? It's not difficult to chase after Qin Chaoyang."

Yan Yan had the same idea as him, the two of them fell into silence at the same time, but the silence lasted only for a short moment, Yan Yan jokingly smiled: "It's useless to think so much, you'll only find out after looking, besides..."

"Ok?"

Yan Yan suddenly thought of Yan Su.

——"If you need it, ask him." Zhang Zhenhai suggested seriously.

"We still have foreign aid." Yan Yan said nonsense.

Zheng Lin was curious: "What foreign aid?"

Light brown skin, like a coquettish poppy flower, and eyes, very clear and bright.Yan Yan opened his mouth and looked up at the front window of the car. Street lights covered his resolute face through the window. Yan Yan shrugged and smiled: "Foreign aid from Southeast Asia."

Ten minutes later, outside Room 10 on the second floor of the worker's dormitory of the machine tool factory.

Shen Jia held the hammer in both hands, Zheng Lin and Yan Yan stood on the left and right sides of the door, followed by He Wei and Liu Bin.

Shen Jia turned her head to look at Yan Yan, Yan Yan nodded her head, and Shen Jia swung her arms, fully demonstrating the explosive power of the People's Policewoman, smashing the door lock with a hammer, and the wooden door burst open in response to the sound, the dark wind poured in, and the house smelled sour come.

Yan Yan held a gun in his right hand, a flashlight in his left, put his left hand under his right hand, and quickly stuck to the wall and entered the house.

Shen Jia and Zheng Lin followed closely behind and filed in. He Wei and Liu Bin guarded the door to prevent accidents.

Except for the sound of the wind, there was no movement in the house. Yan Yan turned on the light, and the dim ceiling light suddenly lit up and flickered for a while.

An old house with one bedroom, one bathroom and one living room. The bathroom is on the left hand side of the door. The used and crumpled tissues are thrown everywhere. The living room is small, the sofa is messy, and snack bags and instant noodle boxes are piled up all over the floor. The door of the bedroom is closed.

Shen Jia walked to the bedroom with a gun, and kicked open the bedroom door. It was pitch black, she turned on the light, and froze on the spot.

Yan Yan originally searched the living room, but found Shen Jia standing motionless at the door of the bedroom, and walked over wonderingly: "Why..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yan saw the whole bedroom, the curtains were closed tightly, the home projector was emitting blue light, it was working, the picture was projected on the right wall, there was no sound, a middle-aged man was caressing the little girl | Body, is a child pornography.

The words love | pedophilia suddenly hit Yan Yan's mind.

The little girl didn't feel uncomfortable or ashamed at all, and was even very attached to the adult man's appearance, obediently got into the other's arms, showing a lustful expression that shouldn't belong to her age.

Yan Yan walked into the bedroom quickly, opened the curtains, and the clothes on the window sill were neatly folded. Yan Yan shook off one, which was a princess dress worn by a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl. It was all pink and full of lace.

"Fuck," Shen Jia couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed, "It's so fucking disgusting!"

"This may be where the mouse stayed for the past few days," Yan Yan turned his head and said to Zheng Lin who came over, "The mouse cut off Mao Xinyuan's little finger, the incision was neat, it must have been chopped off with a single knife, there should be blood spatter, you find it Is there blood?"

"I found it, it's in the bathroom." Zheng Lin also noticed the movie being played, frowned, and said, "This is an accomplice."

"Yes." Yan Yan came out of the bedroom with a cold gleam in his eyes: "You guessed it right, the accomplices knew our investigative mode, and moved away with Mouse and Mao Xinyuan before we found them."

Zheng Lin was speechless for a moment.

"What are you doing here?" An old man suddenly appeared outside the door, looking at them with some hostility.

He Wei and Liu Bin looked at each other, Yan Yan stepped forward and showed his police officer's card: "Police, I'm here to investigate the case, I'm sorry to disturb you, sir."

The old man had gray hair, a stooped upper body, and was wearing a yellowish white vest and a pair of cotton trousers. After seeing Yan Yan's police ID clearly, his expression softened, and he muttered, "I thought there was trouble inside again."

Yan Yan pricked up his ears: "Master, there are people living in this house, do you know about this?"

The old man patted his belly, pointed to the room and said, "Isn't Chaoyang his friend staying temporarily? It's been very quiet all the time. Just this afternoon, at six or seven o'clock, there's a lot of noise in this room, followed by smashing tables and throwing things down." Like a bench..." The uncle had a long reflex arc: "Why are the police here? Are there troubles?"

"We suspect that the suspect lives here." Yan Yan didn't miss the opportunity to ask, and skillfully handed him a cigarette: "Master, how many people live in this house?"

"What, a suspect? A crime?" The uncle shivered, almost lost his grip on the cigarette, and said in a daze, "Just, just one." He thought about it carefully: "Hey, I got up early in the morning. Before dawn, I saw someone coming out of this house."

The old man frowned: "I didn't see clearly."

"Think about it again, what does that person look like?" He Wei said.

The old man thought about it for a long time, stomped his feet, and said impatiently: "I just looked at it from a distance. Anyway, I'm tall and wearing a hat. In summer, it's tightly covered."

He Wei turned his head and looked at Yan Yan, "It's the rat's accomplice." He Wei said.

Yan Yan nodded.

From the old man, there was nothing to ask. After thanking the old man, he sealed off the scene. Liu Bin took the physical evidence appraisal box and searched for clues at the scene.

Yan Yan stood smoking in the corridor outside the door, Zheng Lin licked his lower lip, his mouth was dry and his throat was tight.

Why is helping Liu Bin? Shen Jia looked at it for a while, but she couldn't understand the technical work, so she simply stopped watching and walked out to enjoy the cool breeze with Yan Yan and Zheng Lin.

Shen Jia was a little worried: "Boss, who are the accomplices? If he reveals the news like this, then we won't be able to go to the scene once in the future."

Yan Yan smoked a cigarette, flicked the ash, and smiled: "You are not experienced in fighting, and pessimism is not advisable. No one wins forever. The criminal cannot escape forever. We will definitely catch him."

Shen Jia followed with a smile: "Boss, you have such a good attitude, I have to learn from you."

Yan Yan raised his hand and patted her on the head: "Who told me to be your father?"

Shen Jia lightly kicked his calf, joking along with his words: "Then what about our mother, our mother is gone."

"Singleness is a glorious tradition of the people's police." Yan Yan said seriously.

Shen Jia smiled: "Bah."

Zheng Lin suddenly remembered something and said, "Old Yan has someone he likes, his first love."

Yan Yan threw away the unfinished cigarette in his hand, covered Zheng Lin's mouth with sharp eyes and quick hands.

Zheng Lin, no, no, for a long time, Shen Jia helped Zheng Lin pull Yan Yan away, and the fire of gossip was burning: "What first love, what first love?"

Yan Yan sternly reprimanded: "Go to the case and inquire about everything."

"I can't get in the gay group." Shen Jia pointed her finger at He Wei and Liu Bin.

He Wei has sharp ears, turned back to her and said in his busy schedule, "Don't talk nonsense! You are straighter than steel!"

Liu Bin was angry: "You spit on my face." He Wei hurriedly apologized cautiously: "I'm sorry, brother was wrong."

Shen Jia smiled and spread her hands.

"So what's the first love?" Shen Jia asked persistently: "Our boss has a star-level appearance, didn't he catch up with his first love?"

Yan Yan put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned against the guardrail, smiled and shook his head.

Zheng Lin put one arm on the rusty guardrail and said: "When Lao Yan was just transferred two years ago, the bureau held a reception, poured him alcohol, played truth or dare to ask, and Lao Yan was 20 years old. left and right."

Zheng Lin shrugged: "I don't know anything else."

Liu Bin put away the appraisal box, put away the extracted physical evidence properly, stood up and said, "Captain Yan, the collection is complete, you can go back to the bureau for appraisal."