There is always a cheater behind every detective

Zhao Zhuojie walked into the group with a cold face, and the group members were already familiar with the dead face of the boss, and it would be really scary if he came back with a smile one day.Everyone was more curious about Bai Yan who was traveling with him. They couldn't figure out why a rich and rich young master ran here at every turn. Wouldn't he enjoy himself if he had a lot of money?Picking up girls, speeding sports cars, playing yachts, even going to the casino to spend a lot of money, is better than the homicide squad that deals with corpses and perverts almost every day?

When Zhen Shanmei saw Bai Yan, she gave Zhao Zhuojie a hard look, but she didn't bother to say anything.

Zhao Zhuojie's cold face did not improve until the meeting was in progress, but he did not delay the business because of his bad mood. He uploaded the photos he took into the computer for everyone to see, and then assigned tasks amidst all the surprised and confused eyes.

"Wang Jilin, find out the identity of the woman in the painting. Others think about it. If this is the crime scene, what clues are there to decipher the murderer's identity?"

The team members had a bitter face, they didn't understand why their boss was crazy, he just ignored the case, and insisted on using a painting as an example.Does the boss want to do some pre-case quizzes to develop their thinking?It seems so.

Zhao Zhuojie looked at the oil painting carefully regardless of what the team members thought.

Even though the team members were full of doubts, they did not dare to disobey the boss's order. You must know that the young boss was not dissatisfied when he first came, but it is a pity that all the rebellious emotions were given to the boss. , He is a new official who took office in Sanbeibing. If you think about it, the result of the resistance is to freeze wages, freeze positions, and freeze freedom.After experiencing the three-ice policy, who can still make trouble?Everyone really didn't dare to rebel, even Feng Ziheng, who was always poking back at Zhao Zhuojie's many dissatisfaction, was nothing more than that.

What's more, this boss has real skills.

Thinking about it this way, the team members finally took a closer look at the picture. The protagonist is a pair of hands, because the raw material cannot be seen because of wearing medical latex gloves, but judging from the posture of grasping the scalpel, it should be a professional. Under the cold knife was a woman whose limbs were bound, her mouth was sealed, and her face was full of panic and despair. One side of her collarbone had been removed, and the other side had been peeled off, revealing her white bones. The woman was naked. Her upper body was covered in blood, which just served to hide her ugliness. However, she might rather be seen than waste so much blood.

Let go of the close hands and woman, and there are still some details around, such as the bucket not far away, the freezer, the tiled floor, the rusty faucet, the mop, and the half bed and the feet exposed under the white sheet.

"Huh!" Li Mao said suddenly.

Everyone was really scared, this Li Mao is always like this, he is often ignored by people, his sense of presence is extremely low, and a sudden word can bring a horror drama effect.

Li Mao has long been used to the resentful gazes around him, and he deftly shifted his attention: "Look at those feet, there is a mole on it, and the position is exactly the same as the one on the foot of the female corpse found today."

Wu Guangming immediately moved the photo, zoomed in on the feet that Li Mao was referring to, and then turned out the part of the female corpse in the information given by the forensic class, and took out the parts of the feet to compare with the painting.

Comparing the painting with the photo, they overlap perfectly. These are the feet of the same person.

"This...is a crime scene, a painting from the murderer's perspective." Wu Guangming exclaimed, "Boss, where did you get it..." Suddenly, Wu Guangming remembered something.

Zhen Shanmei also glanced at Bai Yan with a complicated expression.

Zhao Zhuojie frowned slightly: "Okay, we have found this corpse, the most important thing now is to find a way to solve the case as soon as possible, and see if we can save the woman in the painting."

"In this environment, people who have been operated on can still survive?" Feng Ziheng stared at the picture. Although the environment is not too dirty, there is no blood transfusion, and the disinfection is not enough. It is just a place like a warehouse. ...Feng Ziheng had a flash of inspiration: "Why does this look like a snack shop? Does the one under the operating table look like a dining table?"

Everyone listened and took a look. Sure enough, this place is really like those small folk snack shops in the inner streets of the old city, but this shop seems to have closed down and been emptied. I really can't tell it for a while. Now look at the pictures on the wall. There are strips of traces, which seem to have posted menus.

Zhao Zhuojie narrowed his eyes, and after looking at several points, he finally stopped being silent: "All the corpses we found were cut and stitched perfectly, and the murderer's knives were good, which even Lu Ying praised, so the murderer should not be A medical student or an intern who has just graduated. He has remorse after killing, and his purpose is not to kill, but to get a part of the victim. After taking it, he does not discard the person but hopes to cure him.”

"But if the murderer doesn't want to kill, and he is a doctor, but he allows the victims to die without treatment, isn't this to torture them?" Wu Guangming expressed his incomprehension.

"Because they know his identity very well, so they can't let him go easily. The murderer is very contradictory." Zhen Shanmei narrowed her eyes: "Beauty tricks, the profession of a doctor is a good bait, and young and beautiful women are not so easy to deceive. So they should have carefully inquired about his identity, thinking it was a golden turtle, so that the murderer could take advantage of it."

"Well, the inference is reasonable. Based on the analysis of the way the murderer disposes of the body afterwards, he may carefully design a date to seduce the target, making the target think that he is a perfect lover, but he will not carefully plan the killing process. After all, he does not enjoy killing. He By dating those women, gaining their trust, and then taking them away, he can attack so many women at once, and they are all beautiful women. His appearance should be good, and he has the chic temperament of a playboy." Zhao Zhuojie pointed out Tapping on the table lightly, the rhythm is light and slow, which is his habit of thinking.

He thought of Bai Yan once said that the ability of dreams is easier to sense the closer you are, and it is estimated that the murder scene will not be too far away, and considering the existing conditions, the thinking will become clearer.

Zhao Zhuojie signaled Wu Guangming to open the map software, tap their location with his fingertips, and continued: "Assuming that the vehicle used by the murderer to transport the victim is a private car that can date and hide people, the grade must not be too low. , combined with his hypothetical image, the shape of the car may even be very flashy. And he wants to hide people in the car and send him to a bunk of a former restaurant for surgery. The address of the restaurant should be in the city, even if he walks around casually It feels awkward and the location may not be far from his residence, which makes him feel safe."

Make a cross on the map with your fingertips: "We must first eliminate the old city and suburbs. The houses in the old city do not meet the income group of doctors. It is even more difficult to find a house in the suburbs that meets his income class and is close to the address of a dilapidated restaurant. His car will cause him trouble. So what we are looking for is an urban residence, not a residential complex. If it is in a downtown area, he usually parks his car on an inner street, and there is a restaurant nearby The bunk is where the crime was committed. The place is very lively during the day, but relatively quiet at night. Surgery requires strong light, and the windows will be well sealed to prevent the light from coming through."

"But it is impossible for us to open those bunks one by one to see if there is a crime scene inside. If there is too much movement, I am afraid that we will startle the snake." Feng Ziheng questioned: "How can we determine which is the murder scene? Will each person be equipped with a police dog?"

Zhao Zhuojie opened his thin lips, and spit out absolutely intolerant cynicism: "Use your brains, I didn't let you investigate clearly, you want to make an unannounced visit, two people in a group, I don't care what methods you have, picking locks, climbing windows, peeping is fine, give me Make sure there's no victim hiding inside."

Feng Ziheng pursed his lips angrily, thinking to himself: Do you think everyone is like you?People's nannies go to work for robbers and bandits.

Even so, they still didn't dare to say anything, and the team members only waited for Zhao Zhuojie's order to act immediately.

Always keeping silent, Bai Yan, who was disguised as an ornament, suddenly raised her hand to indicate that he needed to speak. Zhao Zhuojie had kept a cold face because he was angry with Bai Xiangyun, a dead man.

"What's the matter with you?"

The soft tone made the team members tremble, and collectively wondered if they were hallucinating.

"I think this doctor may have helped a severely burned female patient. Her name has the word 'Na' in it." At this point, Bai Yan closed her mouth and pursed her lips tightly. He couldn't say what he heard in his dream. The murderer said the name 'Nana' to the female corpse in the freezer, because he promised Zhao Zhuojie to keep his abilities a secret.

Sure enough, Bai Yan's words received different gazes from the team members, including surprise, deep thought, disgust, and contempt. It hurts to be idle, can this real murder case be played as a detective game?Go play.

Zhao Zhuojie wanted to pat Bai Yan's head and say 'Good boy', but considering the location, he had no choice but to hold back: "Wang Jilin, a woman who is investigating severe burns, her name has the word 'Na', she died recently, find her, and then Give me her information."

Wang Jilin was taken aback, and expressed deep hatred for Bai Yan, a tall, rich and handsome man who increased his workload... The capitalists really are all soulless.

"But before that, you have to circle the key search areas within 10 minutes, and let everyone have work to do first."

Hey... The bosses are all surnamed Zhou.

Wang Jilin took 10 minutes to get the things out with a sad face. When Zhao Zhuojie received it, he noticed that Bai Yan was looking at their logistics curiously. He raised the stack of documents in his hand and explained calmly: "This is Lao Wang, the team Li Logistics, nicknamed: Wang's Search Engine, is an otaku plus a hacker and a database. He has married and has a son who doesn't look like him (hey, he's usually bullied to the point of crying, so he can quickly complete the task. "

Bai Yan listened carefully, and then her eyes fell on Wang Jilin's dazed face. The pure eyes made it impossible for Wang Jilin to refute.He suddenly felt that he was an M, or a shaking M, and he was so shocked that he covered his face and ran away in tears.

Confusion crept up on Bai Yan's prince-like face. As long as he could remember, he lived in a museum-like castle, and the living people inside were more like decorations than human beings... It turns out that people's expressions can really be like those described in the book Is it as rich as yours?He tried to smile naturally, but he knew that he still smiled according to the pattern required by his adoptive father, and he must have a standard smile.He is confused, how can he find a course that enriches himself naturally and practice it?

Zhao Zhuojie distributed the documents to his subordinates, and when he turned around, he saw Bai Yan's bewildered and helpless expression like a lost child. Finally, he couldn't help touching his black hair, which was black and soft and meticulously combed, and his face was frosty. Rong Rong, he said softly: "Let's go, we also have tasks."

Bai Yan nodded, got up gracefully, walked out the door with the most standard steps, like a nobleman under the gaze of all kinds of eyes, until a hooligan bared his teeth and dragged him out, and was dragged out with his neck stuck. Confusion flashed in his eyes, his face was reddish, and he walked like a fallen nobleman in chains.

The team members were dumbfounded, it was the first time they saw such a boss.Is this their boss?Isn't their boss a big iceberg carved out of ice dug out of the Arctic Circle?In the past, the Titanic was so cold that it sank ten times after being hit ten times. It was suspected that the trigeminal nerve was damaged and caused facial paralysis. In summer, the boss who can be used as an air conditioner, where did he go?

Been crossed?Be reborn?Was taken away?OK?

Zhen Shanmei looked at the backs of the two, feeling complicated, and suddenly remembered... Isn't Bai Yan going to attend his adoptive father's funeral?