part-time profiler

The invitation letter sent to Zhao Yangfei had a clean cover, with only a motto printed on it.

Yan Yan opened it, and it was an invitation to a certain event of the local Catholic Church. All church members are invited to attend.

It was probably this weekend's worship. A priest from abroad, Grant, led the believers to chant scriptures and pray. This priest is highly respected. Although he is young, he has visited many well-known churches around the world and received the praise of the Pope in the Vatican.

Just looking at the pastor's experience can really bluff people.

Yan Yan put down the letter, thought for a while, stuffed the letter into his pocket, and went back to check the local church again.

Perhaps due to the influence of the Gaoquan Mountain Villa case, Yan Yan is now quite sensitive to words such as churches and Catholicism.

No useful information could be found from the rented house where Zhao Yangfei and Deng Yun lived, and there were not many personal belongings belonging to Deng Yun, which showed that Deng Yun himself did not have a high sense of presence in this family.

Yan Yan asked the landlord: "What kind of person does Zhao Yangfei make you feel?"

The landlord wondered: "I don't have much contact with him... but he pays the rent, water and electricity bills on time. He is a young man, wearing glasses, and looks quite gentle. As for his girlfriend, she doesn't talk much at ordinary times, and seems to be a bit... obedient to Zhao Yangfei. "

"Has Zhao Yangfei brought back any other women?"

The corner of the landlord's mouth twitched: "I don't know, I can't inquire about the client's privacy. Anyway, he can only live in two people in this room. One is him and the other is who, I don't care."

"Did you ever hear that he was religious?"

The landlord nodded: "Hey, I know. When he came here to rent a house, he said it was because it was close to the church and his company."

"Okay," Yan Yan said, "thank you."

The landlord rubbed his hands and asked anxiously, "Are these two people really dead?"

"Dead." Yan Yan closed the door and pointed: "Please don't sublet it for the time being."

"Okay, don't transfer, how long do you want to keep this?" The landlord felt sorry for his house and money.

"When the case is over, the police will do it as soon as possible." Yan Yan turned and went downstairs. The landlord stood on the landing in the stairwell and watched him leave.

Yan Yan stood on the street, the sun was already high in the sky, it was a fine and sunny day.

The weather forecast says the highest temperature today will be 32°C.

It was almost noon, Yan Yan was thinking about whether he would buy a pancake if he was hungry, when two or three mobile breakfast carts passed by one by one.

so much?Yan Yan was surprised, and looked in the direction the breakfast cart was pushing, but it was behind the six-story building behind him.

Yan Yan walked over and took a look. It was the main store of a chain of mobile breakfast carts in this city. The trademark was a smiling face doll. Yan Yan had a deep memory of this smiling face doll. It was the kind of breakfast run by Tan Liang, the murderer of the Maluyazi murder case. car.

There are two modes of this breakfast cart operation, one is outsourcing and the other is hiring.

Outsourcing is similar to business franchising. Anyone who wants to do it can rent equipment from the head office, and the head office will provide breakfast.Employment is aimed at franchisees who have no money to rent equipment, most of them are penniless and unemployed. The main store pays wages every month and hires them to push carts to sell breakfast.

Because the threshold is low and the operation is convenient, it helps the government solve the employment problem to a certain extent, especially for low-quality labor, such as Qin Liang.

The main store is even equipped with a delivery car to deliver the breakfast car to different locations in the city.

Yan Yan took a few glances, guessing that there should be nothing to eat in their breakfast car, so he turned the corner resentfully, and went to the noodle restaurant opposite to order a super-large bowl of beef noodles.

Yan Yan instigated the face and counted the time silently. The time written on the church event invitation letter was exactly today, from nine to ten o'clock this morning.

He decided to go to Zhao Yangfei's company first. Both Deng Yun and Zhao Yangfei were in that real estate company, so that he could understand what kind of people they were.

Yan Yan had an intuition that perhaps the key to the poisoning case was not Deng Yun, but Zhao Yangfei, if Deng Yun obeyed Zhao Yangfei's words.

People who have been oppressed for a long time are either cowardly and cowardly until they die, or they encounter a major stimulus outbreak, destroying others and destroying themselves.

Deng Jun's choice of poisoning may have something to do with Zhao Yangfei's behavior.

Zhao Yangfei and Deng Yun work for a real estate company and do sales at the company's store, but they are not in the same store.

Zhao Yangfei is on Jiqing Street, and Deng Yun is on Puxiang Street. The distance between the two streets is not very far, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk there. Both stores are located in relatively remote areas, and the price and rent are lower than other areas. Sales The commission is not that high either.

It takes less than 10 minutes to drive from Zhao Yangfei's house to Jiqing Street, which is indeed very close.

Yan Yan parked the car on the side of the road, and saw the house sales store opposite through the car window, with an orange signboard and several large characters printed on it: Tianju Real Estate.

That's it.

Yan Yan slammed the car door.

Three hours later, Yan Yan returned to the car and sorted out the information.

Zhao Yangfei, how can I say, on the surface, he is indeed an outstanding social person.According to the words of other girls in the sales office, the central air conditioner is good to everyone, warm and kind.

He is even enthusiastic about public welfare, and often uses his spare time on weekends to help out in orphanages and churches.Colleagues commented on him: "I don't know how he has time to spend with his girlfriend."

Zhao Yangfei and Deng Yun are a couple, they both know it.Deng Yun can make lunch boxes and deliver them to Zhao Yangfei every time he gets off work at noon. Deng Yun admires Zhao Yangfei very much and says he is a very good man.

During this relationship, Deng Yun obeyed Zhao Yangfei's words everywhere, Deng Yun said in his original words: "For me, he is a savior."

Although Deng Yun looks like a normal person, Zhao Yangfei's colleagues secretly think that Deng Yun is probably crazy, no matter how Zhao Yangfei looks at it, he is just an ordinary person, and there is no need for Deng Yun to chase after the other party like a foot-washing maid.

At that time Yan Yan asked: "Does Zhao Yangfei care about Deng Yun?"

One of the colleagues showed embarrassment: "Mostly, I don't care. Zhao Yangfei is very kind to people, but he is really harsh to his girlfriend. And I feel that he seems to have gotten very close to his girlfriend and best friend recently. Zhao Yangfei called her Qingxuan, just Act as the front desk in the office building opposite us."

But no one can prove that Zhao Yangfei and Chen Qingxuan have violated the rules in private.

Yan Yan went to Deng Jun's store to ask again. Deng Jun's colleague said that Deng Jun has been a little absent-minded recently, and he seemed to have something on his mind.

If Deng Jun regards Zhao Yangfei as her savior and respects and worships him very much, then when he sees Zhao Yangfei and her best friend Chen Qingxuan approaching, there will definitely be a gap in his heart.

For a normal relationship between the sexes, it is enough for one party to warn the other party not to exceed the rules. Most of the radical behaviors such as murder will not occur.

But Deng Yun was different. She herself admired Zhao Yangfei too much, which was enough to distort her mentality when facing this matter.The saint in her heart actually had an affair with her best friend.She definitely wouldn't dare to have a showdown between her and Zhao Yangfei, so she endured it to the limit, she couldn't bear it, and it was very possible to choose to kill someone.

Then there is Zhao Yangfei. He is really like what his colleagues said, except for being harsh on his girlfriend, he has no dead ends in other aspects of his life. Is he an outstanding person in society?

With the lessons learned from Zhang Zhenhai and Jiang Gaoquan, Yan Yan has always been wary and skeptical of such a person who is well-reviewed by the outside world.

When the case was found here, the clues seemed to be broken.

Even if it is guessed that Deng Jun poisoned and murdered Yan Su, Deng Yun's fingerprints were not found on the bag of ricin found in Yan Su's bakery. She obviously planned carefully, her hands and feet were clean, almost No trace was left behind.

Yan Yan was sitting in the car, leaning back. It was already [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

Yan Yan kneaded between his eyebrows, and drove to the church mentioned in the invitation letter.

It happened to be the one nearer to Zhao Yangfei's rented house, the largest Catholic church in the area, which could accommodate thousands of people to worship at the same time.

When Yan Yan went, there were not many people in the worship hall on the first floor of the church.

A staff member came over and said, "What can I do for you?"

Yan Yan told the other party the purpose here in detail, and asked the other party for help: "If I want to know about Zhao Yangfei, who should I ask?"

The staff thought for a while and said: "The Mr. Zhao you mentioned is known to most of us here. He is a key member of the church. I won't talk about it in the usual service, but when members encounter confusion, they usually come to us. Talk to the priest here. Maybe you can ask Father Jin."

"It's the one who has a better relationship with Mr. Zhao." The staff member added.

"Is he at church now?"

"Yes," the staff turned around and pointed to the right door in front of the hall, "go in there and go up to the second floor, the innermost one. Father Jin should still be there."

"OK, thanks."

"You're welcome."

Yan Yan followed the staff's instructions and found Father Jin's room.

Father Jin looked about fifty and had a kind face. After hearing about his intentions, he immediately expressed his willingness to cooperate with the investigation.

He asked Yan Yan to sit down on the reception sofa and brought him a glass of warm water.

"What do you want to ask?" Father Jin sat down on the wooden sofa next to him.

"When Zhao Yangfei came to the church to pray, did he look unusual?" Yan Yan asked straight to the point.

"Oh, this..." Father Jin thought for a while, and then said in a low voice, "This is the privacy of the believers, and I can't reveal it to you."

"Father, this is a matter of human life." Yan Yan said in a deep voice.

Father Jin made a sign of the cross on his chest with both hands, muttered something silently, and then answered: "I hope God can forgive my sins."

"Actually, something strange happened to me." Father Jin seemed to be thinking about how to speak. After all, it was someone else's private matter. He sighed softly: "We have a very good relationship and are good friends. The last time he came to church , said such a thing.”

"what?"

"Since you investigated him, you should know that he has a girlfriend."

Yan Yan nodded: "Deng Jun, I suspect that she poisoned Zhao Yangfei and Chen Qingxuan."

"Hey..." The priest sighed heavily: "I didn't expect that she would really do this."

"That girl, Deng Yun, actually has no intention of harming anyone." The priest said in a low voice.

Yan Yan: "..." Then she was secretly selling drugs.

Yan Yan nodded without interrupting him.

"She is very kind to Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao also mentioned it to me. He said that Deng Yun listened to him very much."

Yan Yan couldn't help interrupting him: "Do you think obedient is a suitable word to appear in the relationship between the sexes?"

The priest looked at him in confusion, hesitated again and again, not quite understanding what he meant: "But Xiao Zhao said so. Deng Yun listened to him very much." The priest emphasized.

Yan Yan smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything else. He looked at the priest and said, "Speak, I'll continue to listen."

"The other day Xiao Zhao said that he felt that Deng Jun was unhappy because he and Deng Jun's female friend were very close, but the two were just friends." The priest put two fingers on the glass coffee table: "Deng Jun is not I like that he gets too close to other women. This girl, Deng Yun, is very possessive."

"Then based on your contact, do you think she is the kind of person Zhao Yangfei described?" Yan Yan asked.

The priest was interrupted many times, not very happy, and looked at him suspiciously: "Comrade policeman, are you here to torture me?"

"..." Yan Yan pulled the corners of his mouth, shrugged, and spread his hands without embarrassment: "I talk a lot. It's okay, you can continue."

The priest nodded: "Deng Jun is not very talkative, and always follows Xiao Zhao. I thought she was unwilling to talk, but that day, Deng Jun came to me, and she also mentioned the relationship between Xiao Zhao and her friend. Deng Jun Insisting that Xiao Zhao cheated and was with her friend behind her back..."

"I advised her to relax and investigate carefully, but she didn't listen at all." The priest said in a low voice, "Actually, the relationship between Xiao Zhao and her friend is entirely the girl Deng Yun's imagination."

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, thinking in his heart, if Deng Yun took drugs, it is indeed possible to have delusional symptoms, and it is also possible to over-speculate on the relationship between her boyfriend and best friend.

"I can't rule out this possibility." Yan Yan crossed his hands in front of him: "You mentioned that she did this, what do you mean? Did she tell you that she would hurt Zhao Yangfei?"

The priest nodded again. He raised his eyes and looked straight ahead, recalling the scene of that day in his mind.

·

Deng Jun wore a pair of white short sleeves and white trousers. She was all off-white, and followed Zhao Yangfei with her head down, like a maid following their young master.As for Zhao Yangfei, who was young and gentle, when he prayed, the sincerity and affection he showed was unmatched by any believer here.

He seemed to have devoted his life to serving the cause of the Lord with all his heart.The priest admired Zhao Yangfei very much.

That day Zhao Yangfei talked about this trouble with him in the lounge, Zhao Yangfei finished talking to him, shook his head and said: "I hurt Deng Yun."

But the upright priest thought that Zhao Yangfei didn't have any process, but that Deng Jun was too jealous and possessive, so the priest, as his most loyal friend, comforted him: "If you spend more time with her, she will be able to figure it out."

Zhao Yangfei begged the priest to help relieve Deng Yun's anxiety and worry about gain and loss.The enthusiastic priest agreed without hesitation.

So Deng Jun was invited to the lounge by the priest, and before he said a few words, Deng Yun shed tears first, and she kept shaking her head: "No, no, it's not what you said."

The priest saw forbearance and pain in her eyes, but out of his trust in Zhao Yangfei, he still dutifully acted as a peacemaker for his friend. The priest kindly advised her: "Go out more often, relax, don't worry too much. think."

"Thought is a cage imposed on the body, you need to get rid of it now." The priest comforted.

Deng Jun lowered her head, covered her face with her hands, and sobbed softly: "It's not like this." She repeated: "I don't want to, but I have nothing but him. I have done so many wrong things..."

"Do you know that I..." She was about to tell the priest all those secrets and darkness, but when she looked up and saw the priest's compassionate eyes, Deng Jun knew that he was just a stranger who had nothing to do with her.

How can a stranger care about what another stranger is suffering.

"He made me do a lot of things..." Deng Yun smiled wryly: "I am willing, I am willing to dirty myself for him. But how could he... turn around and dislike my filth...I love him!" Deng Yun's voice Hoarse: "You don't understand."

"No, God will forgive your sins, as long as you want to understand this." The priest used a formulaic language template like persuading any believer, and he was obviously not good at dealing with such crazy women.

"Will it be?" Deng Yun asked him in a daze, "Will it be?"

"Yes." The priest said firmly.

Deng Jun smiled and denied him: "No, he told me, never."

"But I just want to..." Deng Yun said intermittently: "If... use blood... to wash away our sins... will God... forgive us?"

The priest sensed something was wrong: "Deng Yun?"

Deng Jun suddenly came back to his senses, and smiled: "Thank you, it's been a long time since anyone has spoken to me so tenderly."

"Out of gratitude, I want to tell you a secret, and I entrust you to keep it..." Deng Yun whispered softly, "Maybe... this secret will bring all the darkness to the surface..."

·

Yan Yan sat up straight: "What did she do?"

The priest was stunned, he didn't expect Yan Yan's reaction to be so big, he just thought it was a nonsensical prank.

"She said something." The priest stood up, and Yan Yan followed him: "What words?"

The priest went to the filing cabinet and found his notebook. He had a bad memory and usually had to write things down.

The priest found the record. On the day he talked with Deng Jun, on the beige page was Deng Yun's last words.

Just one line—

"My sin will stay at the end of my life, and it will watch me go to hell."

Yan Yan took a photo and confirmed to the priest: "Is this Deng Yun's original words?"

"The original words." The priest was determined, his head was full of confusion: "Can you understand this sentence, I still don't understand what she means."

"It's the truth." Yan Yan was aware of it, and he looked at the priest: "Thank you."

"You're welcome," said the priest.

Yan Yan turned around and strode away from the priest's room.

Father Jin was wondering, he closed the notebook and stuffed it back into the filing cabinet.

A blond-haired, blue-eyed Caucasian male walked in. He looked like a handsome ancient Greek god, with an inviolable and noble atmosphere, much like an elegant nobleman.

"Father Grant." Father Jin stood up and asked respectfully, "You came to see me, what do you want?"