part-time profiler

Something went wrong with Zhang Ke's cross-contrast analysis.

In the technical investigation office, Zhang Ke was holding a KFC takeaway, staring at the computer screen, his heart was as peaceful as death.

"A lot." Zhang Ke paused, and changed his sentence, "A lot."

"Mao Xuejun is a professor of the law department. He has a very close relationship with the public security department. He has made friends with many people in our public security system." Zhang Ke looked up at Yan Yan: "Boss, you have to provide a few more keywords before I can answer the question." Effectively narrows the scope."

"Have you ever watched an American drama?" Yan Yan was thoughtful.

Zhang Ke smashed his mouth, took out the fried chicken leg from the KFC bucket, opened his mouth to take a big bite, and asked, "What?"

Yan Yan moved the tip of his nose and looked at Zhang Ke's family bucket.

Zhang Ke hugged the family barrel tightly, his face full of horror.

"Brother can't just watch you eat to death." Yan Yan had an earnest expression of caring for his subordinates.

"No, I am willing to be a dead fat house." Zhang Ke said immediately: "I can."

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows: "Last month's overtime salary seems to have not been approved yet, so I can't wait..."

Zhang Ke offered the family bucket with both hands: "Brother Yan, it's all yours."

"Good boy." Yan Yan patted Zhang Ke's head with a loving face.

"So what American TV show?" Zhang Ke asked while chewing on a chicken leg.

Yan Yan filled the fried chicken with chili noodles, stroked his chin and said, "Criminal Minds, the unfinished part of the final season."

The corner of Zhang Ke's mouth twitched: "I've seen it, does it have anything to do with us?"

"Why is Penelope so strong that he locks up the suspect every minute." Yan Yan showed doubts: "Obviously everyone graduated from a prestigious school..."

Zhang Ke flipped the table angrily: "Do all TV dramas have beautification elements!!!"

"Oh." Yan Yan said meaningfully: "She is just a weak girl."

Zhang Ke said weakly: "You call it sexism, girls are more powerful when they are fierce."

"So this is why you all lost to Shen Jia in the combat assessment?!" Yan Yan slapped the table, and Shen Jia raised his head: "Boss, call me?"

"It's none of your business." Yan Yan said, and Shen Jia quickly disappeared.

"The main reason," Zhang Ke said matter-of-factly, "is that there are not enough keywords. No matter how strong Garcia is, he can't leave the keywords provided by his teammates. The range you gave me, boss, is too wide."

"That's why we lack talents related to criminal psychology." Yan Yan rubbed his chin, his beard stubbled a little, and he bared his teeth.

"Go to the criminal psychology laboratory opened by Bureau Zhao?" Zhang Ke asked tentatively.

"It's not that I haven't been invited. Last time, the suspect was a gangster. The brick family who invited them talked about it and insisted that the suspect had a legitimate job and misled the direction of solving the case. Do you think that's okay?" Yan Yan Lifting Erlang's legs, shaking his head and sighing.

Zhang Ke shook his head, stroked his non-existent beard, and said with an expression of seeing through the mundane world: "No, no."

In a kidnapping case, time is life, and no one slept this night.

Something went wrong the next morning.

Xiao Liu, who was in charge of spying on Yan Su, made a series of fatal calls. At that time, Yan Yan was in the bathroom, hurriedly lifted up his trouser waist, pressed the connect button, and asked, "It's early in the morning, what happened?"

"Boss, it's dead dead!" Xiao Liu obviously didn't recover from the shock, and gasped, "This morning, the man surnamed Yan entered the forest park for a morning run, and then... A dead body was found in the woods behind the hillside, with no face left!"

Yan Yan looked up and saw himself in the mirror in the bathroom, water drops slid down the sharp eyebrows.

"It's him again." Yan Yan tightened his hands on the sink.

"He has already called the police!" Xiao Liu said.

"Lock the scene and watch the person surnamed Yan." Yan Yan ordered.

He walked out of the bathroom, and Zheng Lin trotted towards him: "Old Yan, something has happened! A faceless male corpse was found in the forest park!"

"I know." Yan Yan wiped his face: "Is the police car ready?"

"Okay." Zheng Lin said, "The forensic doctor has also arrived."

"Set off."

The forest park is located at the third ring road. It used to be a piece of farmland. Later, it was planned to be a park and a lot of trees were planted. Usually, there are not many people here, because there are too many mosquitoes in summer, and no one wants to come in to feed the insects.

It is said to be a forest park, but it is actually more like a deserted forest abandoned in the city.

Usually no one comes in, it is a bit strange for Yan Su to go here for a morning jog.

The male corpse was found under a towering tree that blocked out the sun. When it was found, the male corpse was naked, face down in a kneeling position, with his head resting on the tree trunk and his hands drooping by his sides. The face was roughly peeled, the flesh and blood had not completely dried up, and the blood soaked into the soil under the male corpse.

Zheng Lin and Shen Jia quickly pulled up the security belt at the scene of the crime. He Wei and Liu Bin searched for relevant traces within a radius of ten miles.

Xiao Liu and Yan Su stood farther away, Yan Yan glanced at the male corpse, then turned back to look at the young man surnamed Yan.

A normal person running into such a horrible corpse in the morning must be terrified.

On the other hand, Yan Su, like a normal person, stood with his arms folded indifferently, the morning light faintly fell on the tips of his shoulders and hair, and the surname Yan lowered his eyes. From Yan Yan's point of view, there was an inexplicable desire The language is still resting.

A sense of familiarity welled up in his heart again, Yan Yan coughed and walked towards the two of them.

Xiao Liu stood beside Yan Su, and when he saw Yan Yan approaching, he nodded and said hello to him: "Captain Yan."

"Why are you going to help them?"

Xiao Liu seemed impatient to get away from Yan Su, so he trotted away.

Yan Su leaned against the trunk of the pine tree, with both hands hanging by his sides, heard the movement, raised his head, revealed his pair of amber eyes, and looked indifferently at the approaching tall man.

Yan Yan was a head taller than Yan Su, and he lowered his eyes to look at the reporter. Zhang Zhenhai said that a beautiful person, who doesn't like to stare at him, is right and makes sense.

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, and his eyes seemed to have grown roots, sticking to Yan Su's body, looking from head to foot, and from foot to back.

Yan Su went out for a morning jog, dressed coolly, with a white T-shirt, beach shorts, and a pair of white shoes. His slightly long hair was a little messy, the tip of his nose was slightly red, and his smooth and tender light brown skin was full of morning light, like white chocolate. As moist.

Yan Su turned his head to look in the direction of the exit of the park, took a half step back, and Yan Yan still stared at him.

After a while, Yan Su looked back and asked lightly, "Have you seen enough?"

The corner of Yan Yan's mouth twitched, knowing that the other party was asking himself, he raised his arm, and supported the pine tree behind Yan Su with his palm, vainly trapped the other party within the range he could control, and smiled maliciously: "Coincident, Yan Su boss."

Yan Su frowned slightly, it was only a very subtle movement, but the slightest change in his expression could not escape Yan Yan's eyes.

"You found someone to follow me for three days," Yan Su retorted calmly, "It's not a coincidence."

Team Yan had a very thick skin, pretending not to know, put his hips on his hips as if nothing had happened, looked up at the sky and whistled: "The weather is fine today, sunny."

Yan Su raised his eyelids with doubts in his eyes. He probably didn't understand why Tangtang's detachment leader was so thick-skinned. After a while, he took a breath, turned around and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

"No." Yan Yan put away his smile and said seriously: "You can't leave, you are the reporter, and you will make a record later."

Yan Su turned his head and stared at him.

Yan Yan with his hips on his hips, with an innocent face, shrugged his shoulders.

After a long time, Yan Su was discouraged, and retreated to the next best thing: "I'm hungry, I want to have breakfast."

Yan Yan smiled, it would be nice if he looked so good earlier, he turned around and waved: "Xiao Li, go buy a couple of breads and come back."

"The bread needs to be heated, no meat floss and butter, fresh, with a production date within two days," Yan Su interjected, "and a pack of pure milk, which is also heated, skimmed without additives and white sugar."

"..." Yan Yan smiled: "Just wait."

Xiao Li went to the nearest canteen and bought two pieces of bread, guaranteeing that they did not meet Yan Su's requirements at all.

Yan Yan took the bread, held it in his hand, and handed it to Yan Su, but Yan Su didn't take it, his eyes were downcast and his expression was expressionless.

Yan Yan carried the bread bag, lightly rubbed his hair on the sideburns, and said amusedly, "Hey, do you want it or not?"

Yan Su looked indifferent and turned a deaf ear, Comrade Yan Yan, with a tolerant attitude of serving the people, personally tore open the packaging bag and brought it to Yan Su's mouth.

Yan Su shrugged his nose, forced by the hunger in his stomach, finally took it from his hand and ate it slowly.

"This male corpse," Yan Yan asked casually, "how did you find it?"

The place where the male corpse is located is deep in the forest park, far away from the runway. Normal people should not run behind this small hill.

"Smell." Yan Su replied simply.

"Okay," Yan Yan chuckled, "Dog nose."

Yan Su raised his eyes and glanced at him, Yan Yan gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely: "Sensitive."

"..."

"Professor Zhang, do you remember, Zhang Zhenhai, from the Psychology Department of Ningbei University." Yan Yan returned to the main topic.

Yan Su thought for a while and nodded.

"He said you were gifted in criminal psychology."

"...The professor is overrated."

"About this male corpse, what can you tell?" Yan Yan asked seriously.

"..." Yan Su looked at the bagged buns in his hand that were definitely more than two days old, and replied bluntly: "It's scary."

Yan Yan: "..."

Yan Su ate the bread, clapped his hands, shook off the crumbs, and walked towards the male corpse.

The forensic doctor had already finished the basic autopsy. When Yan Su came over, the forensic doctor instinctively stopped him: "Irrelevant personnel, please don't approach."

"It's okay." Yan Yan, who was following Yan Su, lifted his chin and said in a deep voice, "Forensic Doctor Lin, let him have a look."

Forensic doctor Lin Duan retreated to the side, and gave a brief report to Yan Yan in a low voice: "The temperature of the corpse is basically the same as the environment, and the rigor spreads, mainly concentrated in the masseter muscles, facial muscles, elbows, legs and other joints. stage, mainly on the abdomen, lower legs and front forearms, there were strangle marks on the neck of the corpse, the skin and flesh on the face were cut, the genitals... were severed, and the incisions were rough."

"Eunuch... What is the cause of death?" Yan Yan asked while staring at the male corpse.

Lin Duan glanced back, seemed to be hesitating between hemorrhagic shock and mechanical asphyxia, and judged: "Mechanical asphyxia death, the specifics have to be sent to the funeral home for an autopsy."

"Strangled?" Yan Yan rolled his eyelids.

Lin Duan was silent for a while, then nodded lightly: "Probably, the time of death should be later this morning."

Liu Bin crouched next to the body holding the physical evidence appraisal box, while He Wei took pictures at designated spots to collect physical evidence materials.

"Is there anything that can prove his identity?" Yan Yan asked, and Liu Bin replied disappointedly: "No, his face was cut off, and his fingerprints were burned with hydrochloric acid."

"What is this?" Yan Su, who had been observing silently, stood up, pointed to the white spots on the back of the corpse and asked, "Milk?"

The back of the male corpse was seen in flakes of white condensation concentrated on the waist.

When Liu Bin approached, Lin Duan suddenly said, "Maybe it's yogurt."

"Who did it, the murderer?" Liu Bin wondered, "Why did you pour yogurt on the dead?"

Several people had the same doubt in their hearts, you looked at me and I looked at you, for a while, they all fell silent.