Criminal Minds Profile

H city interrogation room.A young man was drooping his head, staring at the ground under his feet, his eyes blank.His hair was disheveled, and the circle of his left eye was bruised, as if he had been severely punched.Both hands were handcuffed to the chair frame.

Opposite him sat a man in a suit, with a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses on his straight nose.Sitting upright, looking serious.He is tall and thin, with a mustache that doesn't match his age.There are several thin psychological scales stacked on the table.

"I've said everything I need to say." The young man lowered his head, his voice was dull, "Do you have anything else to ask?"

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a policeman." The man in the suit shrugged and said with a smile, "I'm from the Behavioral Science Division of the Municipal Bureau. I just came to see you to do research on psychology."

The young man exhaled, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said impatiently: "There is nothing to say, let's go."

"Don't be nervous, chat casually, the monitoring is not turned on now." The man in the suit spread his hands on the table, emptied his pockets, and smiled to show that he was not hostile, "I don't have any recording equipment here, it's purely scientific research. "

Five days ago, at twelve o'clock in the morning at J University in H City, the criminal suspect Zhang Yong intended to QJ's girl Chen Rou who came back from the same school at night, but luckily he was stopped by the security guards watching the night.The security personnel of the school sent Zhang Yong to the Chaohua District Bureau of H City, and Zhang Yong confessed to the incident.

However, what the police suspected was that Zhang Yong was also related to an unsolved case of QJ murder five years ago, and the victim was a girl in Zhang Yong's class.But at that time, Zhang Yong was known by everyone as a good student with excellent character and learning, and there was no strong evidence, so the case could only be closed.

The police of the Chaohua District Bureau of H City, with an attitude of giving it a try, turned to the Criminal Psychology Research Office of the Provincial Department for help, hoping to find a breakthrough for the unsolved case five years ago.

The man in the suit looked at Zhang Yong opposite him: male, 23 years old, a first-year student of J University.He is thin, short, hunchbacked, with dull eyes, slightly protruding eyeballs, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses.The fingers are long and slender, with prominent joints.The complexion is pale, the skin is oily, and two-thirds of the facial skin is covered with youthful acne.He was wearing the same prison uniform, with his head bowed.

Almost instinctively, he pictured in his mind the appearance of an ordinary college student wearing a loose T-shirt on the upper body, a washed white sportswear on the lower body, and yellowed sneakers on his feet.He lowered his head all the year round, eating instant noodles and sitting in front of the computer.

Sensitive, suspicious, withdrawn, inexperienced in sex.Unable to establish a normal relationship with the opposite sex.The family background is poor, the father may be violent, and the mother is weak and neurotic, with a strong desire to control.He may have suffered domestic abuse from his father when he was a child, and he may have suffered violence from his peers because of his thin body.Lack of self-confidence, history of animal cruelty, contemptuous attitudes towards vulnerable people, especially women. XY is exuberant and addicted to pornography.

A typical power control QJ offender.Not just to vent XY, the core motivation is to use violence to suppress the weak and obtain resources to demonstrate one's ability, identity, and status, so as to make up for the self-esteem that was trampled on by others in the past (Note 1).

Make preparations and fully understand the criminal suspect to be interrogated, including his family education background, biography, daily life habits, emotional experience, etc., and conduct portraits.

Start with 2 points.

"Why do you want to QJ Chen Rou?" The man in the suit asked, his voice was hoarse, like the unpleasant creaking sound of gravel in a mixer.

"I like her, she is so pretty, her skin is tender enough to pinch water, she has a good figure, and her legs are long. All the boys in our department like her. However, those cowards and cowards only dare to touch their own quilts, shouting Her name. And me, I'm different." Zhang Yong looked up at the man in the suit, and smiled at him contemptuously, "A little boy like you won't understand."

Talk to suspects to confirm your suspicions.Objectifying women, without mentioning whether Chen Rou accepts or likes herself, is not admiring the knowledge or character of the victim, and basing the value of women on appearance.Serious misogyny.

Advocating the so-called masculinity with violence as the core, his own body is thin, and he does not have the hardware conditions to match his desire to become a tough guy. The motive of the QJ victim to make up for his inferiority complex was established.

And, referring to himself as a little boy, he took the bait.Sprinkle bait for 3 points.

"You can pursue her normally." The man in the suit didn't care about Zhang Yong's provocation, he raised his lips and smiled, and put his hands together loosely, "You are not the little girl who used to curl up in a corner at home and let others bully you." Boy, you are an adult and a college student. Chen Rou is your classmate, and you didn't have any insurmountable obstacles before."

Relaxed, confident, winning attitude.The suspect is approaching the trap step by step.

Zhang Yong rested his hands on his head, and stepped back to show a guarded posture.He tapped the back of the chair rhythmically with his fingers, his pupils narrowed slightly.

His pupils narrowed, he backed away, and his primitive defensive reaction showed that he had hit his weakness.

Intimidating 4 points.

"Hmph, she usually looks like she has her eyes high above her head, and she doesn't care about anyone. I need to take a look at your little white faces, dress cleanly, and sprinkle some perfume pretentiously, desperately trying to please her Are you happy?"

Zhang Yong's eyes were bloodshot, flashing a blazing and crazy light.He licked his dry lips and smiled, "That day was a good opportunity. She was studying in the self-study room for too long and missed the time. At that time, there were no people on the road. I pressed her to the ground, and she struggled desperately. But she couldn't move at all. There was a nice strawberry milky scent on her body, and the more I struggled, the more excited I became."

Zhang Yong spoke more and more vigorously, and the saliva was almost sprayed on the face of the policeman across the table in the interrogation room.

"Women, it's okay to take care of them carefully in your hands when you're happy, and it's okay to play casually when you're unhappy." Zhang Yong said, "It's okay to drink water when you're thirsty and eat when you're hungry. Do you want bread to agree?"

The fierce rebuttal and showing off stem from the psychological reaction brought about by excessive defense.He is demonstrating his masculine strength, resources, and power in an attempt to overwhelm himself.

Enraged 6 points.The little flame of anger was ignited all of a sudden.

The young police officer clenched his fists under the table, with veins popping faintly on his forehead.He was still smiling, but the muscles in his cheeks throbbed with anger.He took a few deep breaths almost invisibly, and said in a contemptuous tone: "But you got nothing, and you are in prison instead. The goddess you want is easily obtained by a little boy you look down on gone."

"What did you say!" Zhang Yong clenched his fists, narrowed his eyes, and lowered his eyebrows, "You're irritating me, boy."

Anger increased by 7 points.

The corner of his mouth was raised on one side, his legs were crossed at right angles, and he said contemptuously: "You can't get anything from me, get out of here."

"I just want to talk to you about men's topics." The man in the suit put his fingers together easily, forming a pyramid shape, he smiled, and his voice was calm, "Look, your future is ruined, and you have to sit for a few more minutes." Years in prison, but you still haven't won the top spot among girls in your mind. But, look at this guy you look down on—"

The man in the suit pointed to himself, his shoulders relaxed, his neck stretched, exuding the air of a winner, and he smiled and said, "But I spent a good night with your goddess. Hey, I really feel sorry for you."

Zhang Yong's fists were clenched all of a sudden, and the whites of his eyes were flushed with anger.His body was tense, but he pretended to be relaxed with a contemptuous smile, and said coldly: "What proof do you have? There is a school grass boy chasing Chen Rou for a whole semester, but he only got cold eyes from Chen Rou. A guy like you— —”

The man in the suit sank into the chair, relaxed and lazy, completely ignoring Zhang Yong who was on the verge of fury.He unhurriedly lit a cigarette for himself, raised his face, and leisurely blew a smoke ring towards the ceiling.

The more relaxed and confident I am, the more I don't care about the suspect's threat. This is a more complete contempt.

Edge of Rage 8 points.

He put his mobile phone on the table, opened the photo album, and handed it to Zhang Yong. "Here, this, this, and this. You believe it now." The man in the suit swiped the screen unhurriedly, allowing Zhang Yong to see the picture clearly.

The picture is very clear and natural, without any trace of fake.

In the first picture, Chen Rou, a man in a suit, is leaning against the wall, and the two are kissing wantonly. Chen Rou's arms are wrapped around the back of the man's neck in a suit, in a lingering and intimate posture; in the second picture, the two are holding the same bar of chocolate Long biscuits, with less than one centimeter apart in the middle. The man in the suit squinted his eyes, and his narrow eyes were full of smiles.Chen Rou's face was blushing, her eyes were slightly closed, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips were like cherry blossoms, as if she was waiting for the other party to kiss her; in the third picture, the two were lingering in the hotel, and the red mole on Chen Rou's forearm was clearly visible visible……

He continued to lie back on the back of the chair, put his hands in his pockets, and stretched his legs, looking like he was sure of winning.

Zhang Yong's face was distorted by rage. He wanted to stand up, but the force on his hands was so strong that he almost pulled his wrists out of the shackles.

Angry storm 9 points.Just the last drop of oil is enough to start a prairie fire.

If it wasn't for his restricted movement, the man in the suit would have no doubt that Zhang Yong, who was like a wild beast, would pounce on him and cut his own neck.

Zhang Yong's eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He roared loudly: "What are you! I killed you! You are also worthy of messing with Chen Rou!"

"But, as a man, I am much better than you." The man in the suit stood up, with his hands behind his back, looking straight into Zhang Yong's crazy eyes, with a winner's smile on his face, "Remember, You didn't even get one of Chen Rou's fingers, but you stayed with yourself in the prison, how could there be such a useless man like you in the world. Are you worthy of being a man? "

Hot blood rushed left and right in Zhang Yong's veins, he retorted: "Don't be complacent, don't think that getting a woman is such a great thing. Let me tell you—"

The man in the suit had already stood up, turned around and walked towards the door, with one corner of his mouth raised, he said contemptuously: "Come on, I'm not interested in hearing stories about losers—"

Play hard to get.The more unremitting and contempt you show, the more the other party wants to prove it to you.

"Let me tell you, I got a woman when I was 15 years old! She will never - never have the possibility to betray me. Chen Rou is a female cousin!"

The man in the suit stood by the door, holding the doorknob in his hand.He turned around leisurely, his body relaxed and his back straight.He raised one eyebrow, and said disdainfully: "What joke are you making up again to save your poor self-esteem? I told you that as a man, you are too bad, and you simply don't deserve to live in this world. You Never try to please women, your genes are rubbish and you are destined to be eliminated."

last blow.

"How dare you look down on me!" Zhang Yong roared, like a defeated male lion leader, trying his best to preserve the last bit of his dignity, "Her hair is in my book—"

As if realizing something, he covered his mouth in horror, and slumped down on the chair, like a puddle of soft mud.Cold sweat sprung from his forehead like mushrooms after rain, his face was pale, and his lips were drawn horizontally to both sides.

"No, no, no, I'm talking about a girlfriend I used to talk about. Yes, I had a girlfriend in high school, and we tasted the forbidden fruit. No, it's not high school, it's college." He stammered Said, with an undecided look.

"High school? Girls? Will never betray?" The man in the suit stroked his chin, looking thoughtful.He smiled, walked towards the terrified Zhang Yong, bowed slightly, "Thank you for the clues you provided."

It worked.Under the rage, the suspect confides the truth, 10 points!

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