Criminal Minds Profile

Diao Shuzhen glanced at his watch, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.There is no trace of popularity in the empty campus. A few dim street lamps flicker in the wind, flickering on and off, casting strange shadows on the ground.It was a cloudy day, with heavy dark clouds covering the moonlight and starlight, and darkness permeated the campus.

The two walked slowly, and the sound of their footsteps on the concrete floor was clearly audible.They climbed up the stairs until Zhao Guohua's office.

"The victim and the murderer met here." Diao Shuzhen looked at the office.

Different from the office shared by 4-6 people in Hongxing Middle School, this is not big, but it is Zhao Guohua's exclusive office.

The place is quite empty, and things that may be related to the case are now taken away by the police as physical evidence in the case.

In the photo frame on the bookshelf stood a family portrait of a family of three. Zhao Guohua was holding his beautiful wife in one hand and holding his lovely daughter in the other. It looked like a very happy family.In addition, it is the Chinese textbook of the People's Education Edition, related teaching supplementary materials, and teachers' professional books.

"It seems that Zhao Guohua is really a conscientious and good teacher." Song Yucheng couldn't believe it.

Diao Shuzhen sat down, frowning, and slowly opened the drawer.Song Yucheng came over to take a look, and there were only a few homework books and a stapler inside, nothing else.

Diao Shuzhen smiled strangely, stretched her hand in, and touched the top plate above the drawer. With the sound of the double-sided tape being torn, a book suddenly appeared in her hand.

The cover is rough, and the woman's body on it is full, with an ambiguous expression.The paper smelt of bad ink from pirated books.

Diao Shuzhen raised his eyebrows, pointed at the book and said with a smile: "I guessed there would be such a thing."

Song Yucheng didn't understand what it meant, so he took it and flipped through it hastily. At first glance, it was all unsightly.She shook her head and returned the book to Diao Shuzhen.

"The Story of O: Untold Pleasures. A classic and pointed novel." Diao Shuzhen's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he smiled playfully, "It seems that my guess is not nonsense."

She glanced at her watch, the pointer was approaching ten forty-five.She hurriedly said: "Forget it, I will explain to you in detail later. Let's simulate the scene first."

"Or should I be the victim and you be the murderer?" Song Yucheng asked.

"No, this time, what I really need is the victim." Diao Shuzhen smiled cunningly, "As long as I can understand the victim, I believe all doubts will be solved."

Diao Shuzhen looked around, sitting on Zhao Guohua's leather chair, Song Yucheng bent down to put on the blindfold for her.With the deprivation of vision, other senses become clearer and sharper, and the cold fragrance from the opponent's body hits leisurely.She groped for Song Yucheng's hand and slowly stood up.

Zhao Guohua is 1.8 meters three, is he holding the murderer's hand, or is he holding the murderer's shoulder?Diao Shuzhen gestured, imitating the approximate height of the murderer in his mind.

Is the murderer only about 1.6 meters?

Diao Shuzhen groped, put it on Song Yucheng's shoulder, and walked downstairs slowly.

There was no light in the corridor, so I couldn't see my fingers, not to mention that Diao Shuzhen was still wearing a blindfold.The breathing of the two was clearly audible in the darkness.Plop, plop, plop, the heartbeat was like dense drumbeats, echoing in Diao Shuzhen's chest, and the blood was rushing through her veins.

Excited.

focus.Concentrate on.

Diao Shuzhen pulled back his chaotic thoughts, put it on Song Yucheng's shoulder, and walked steadily down step by step. Suddenly, he had the illusion that he hoped that this road would be longer, and that he would never finish walking it in this lifetime.

The two stepped out of the teaching building, stepped on the flat ground for a while, and their feet became uneven. Diao Shu really knew that this was the construction site that entered the crime scene.She supported Song Yucheng's shoulders as a pillar, but unfortunately there were too many roadblocks on the ground, and she almost tripped several times.

Song Yucheng stopped.It was the location where Zhao Guohua's body was.

Diao Shu really didn't hesitate, like a doll without feeling, he knelt down straight, completely ignoring the possible damage caused by the rough ground.She obediently put her hands behind her back, Song Yucheng tacitly tied her hands together, and tightened the steel ring and steel pipe with a wrench.For the rest, it is handled like the scene of the crime.

Fear made Diao Shu really shrink back and resist for a moment: she was about to stand up, get rid of the restraints, throw the person behind her to the ground, and choke the neck of the person behind her.No matter who she is, whether she is an enemy or a friend.

But she didn't fight back.It's just that the muscles are tense, and the nerves are so tense that they are almost broken.Her breathing was rapid, her heart was beating fast, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her back, and her throat was as dry as smoke.

Deprived of vision, and now even the power of movement, the active imagination stirs up troubles, rendering any sign of trouble as a signal of life and death.

The heartbeat is frightening, but inexplicably exciting.This feeling of entrusting all of myself to others, completely losing freedom, being completely captured by others, at her disposal——

So scary, yet so sweet.

For a long time, Diao Shuzhen has used the talent that is almost ghostly in the eyes of others to overcome difficulties and repeatedly solve strange cases.In the eyes of others, she seems to be holding a magic key, and anyone's heart door will be opened to her unconditionally.She is proud and conceited, not to be outdone, even in private matters such as love and dating, she is also unwilling to give up her dominance.

She overcame thorns and thorns, and on this bumpy road, she was burdened with fear, guilt, lies and sadness alone, and walked too far and too far in the fog.

You don't have to think about anything, you don't have to do anything, you can let go of everything, and you don't have to bear responsibilities.There is no need to stumble forward on the muddy road in the rainy weather.

Without freedom, there can be no responsibility with it;

Without ego, there is no need to struggle to live.

The nerves on Diao Shuzhen's face seemed to be burning, and the scalding heat melted her guard.Keen observation, precise reasoning, objective judgment, and powerful rationality were wiped out at this moment.

She felt her own weakness, as weak as a struggling fish in a snare, a twitching prey under the fangs of a poisonous snake, a beautiful sacrifice offered to a cruel bloodthirsty god on the altar, there was no way to resist, she could only wait passively, trembling To meet grand death in fear.

Losing himself to the extreme, Diao Shuzhen felt a kind of complete relaxation on the contrary—lightness and freedom, the end of the game of joys and sorrows in the world, replaced by the perfect integration with all things.

She raised her head, her neck was fair and slender, revealing her most vulnerable position.She smelled the rusty bloody smell of the blade in Song Yucheng's hand, it was the smell of death, this smell terrified her, but made her even more fascinated.Song Yucheng squatted down, the cold back of the knife moved against her cheek, from the corner of the eye to the jaw.

With a flick of the blade, the buttons on the shirt burst open, and Gululu rolled into the rubble and disappeared.

Diao Shuzhen's delicate collarbone was exposed to the night wind and cold dew, and his skin shuddered slightly.

Song Yucheng put more force on his wrist, with precise technique, and with a single stab, a straight knife mark separated Diao Shuzhen's sweatpants from the inside of his thigh to the bend of his knee.

Diao Shuzhen froze for a few seconds, then struggled more violently.

It seemed like a long time before Song Yucheng unscrewed the steel ring with a wrench. She rubbed Diao Shuzhen's wrist, helped him stand up, and took off the blindfold, mouthpiece and ball.

Diao Shuzhen's complexion was reddish, and his black hair was sticking to his fair face. This kind of strong comparison was a bit sexual.

Diao Shuzhen came back to his senses, only to realize that he was completely soaked through.His black hair was drenched with sweat and hung wetly on his shoulders.Shirt stuck to back.

Especially - it seems to have a bad physical reaction.

Diao Shu, who has always been full of confidence, has always been confident, and has a sure chance of winning, really panicked for a moment.She looked at Song Yucheng, his expression was hidden in the darkness, as if everything was normal.

Diao Shuzhen opened her mouth, she was startled by the sexy and wet voice in her voice, she took a few sips of cold water before returning to normal.

She sat on the ground, out of breath, and Song Yucheng stood beside her silently.

"I think, I know what kind of person Zhao Guohua is." Diao Shuzhen said while changing a pair of pants.

Song Yucheng waved at her, signaling to go back and talk later.

Back at the hotel, Diao Shuzhen dealt with the embarrassment on her body briefly in the bathroom, and when she came out, she found Song Yucheng sitting on the wicker chair by the window, seemingly in a daze.

Diao Shuzhen felt a little novelty, walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

Song Yucheng's icy eyes fell on her, causing her skin to tremble slightly.Those black pupils deepened in color, as if in the depths of the sea, thick black clouds gathered, and a storm was brewing.

Diao Shuzhen was taken aback, and asked in a low voice: "Are you all right, is there something at the crime scene that made you uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Her eyes wandered, avoiding Diao Shuzhen's sight, and she looked normal.

Diao Shuzhen didn't look into it carefully, she said excitedly: "My guess has been confirmed. Zhao Guohua is likely to have a tendency to be abused. He was not forced to go to the playground, but was playing a game with the murderer!"

"How to say?" Song Yucheng's voice was slightly hoarse, and it seemed that there was a trace of emotion that was different from the clear and cold emotions in the past.

"Of course, when I was studying "Behavioral Evidence", when I read the chapter on sadism, that is, a type of criminal who derives pleasure from the victim's cry, pain, and blood, I wondered if there was a corresponding The masochist." Diao Shuzhen gestured and said happily, "I checked the relevant information, and I found the corresponding existence. I also read the references listed in it in a hurry, and one of the classic novels is the The book that Zhao Guohua found in the drawer——The Story of O: Untold Pleasures.”

Song Yucheng nodded and listened intently.

"We always thought that the victim was kidnapped by the murderer to the scene of the crime, but we couldn't explain that there was no trace of resistance left at the scene of the crime or in Zhao Guohua's office. It stands to reason that Zhao Guohua was a young and vigorous adult male , Familiar with the school environment, and the autopsy did not detect any stable or narcotic drugs in his body." Diao Shuzhen said.

"To transfer Zhao Guohua, who is sober, to an abandoned construction site, without leaving any traces of fighting on the scene or on the body of the deceased, it is hard for me to imagine how the murderer did this." Song Yucheng analyzed.

"That's right, there is another possibility, and that is——Zhao Guohua cooperated obediently with the murderer." Diao Shuzhen said with a smile, "If it's just to kill Zhao Guohua, then why not just kill him in the office and transfer him to the murderer?" Going to the playground and using such a labor-intensive and time-consuming method of killing undoubtedly increases the risk of being discovered and does not conform to the murderer's behavior pattern."

"If Zhao Guohua voluntarily cooperates with the murderer to complete this dangerous game, then the murderer must be someone he knows and trusts—then why would such a person deliberately kill the victim?" Song Yucheng wondered.

"I can't figure this out for the time being." Diao Shuzhen rubbed his chin and frowned, "But I can be sure that the murderer is definitely not impulsive and passionate. This is a premeditated crime!"

"How did you see that?" Song Yucheng slightly opened his eyes wide.

"Because of that strange mouth ball! Hey, I should have thought of it earlier." Diao Shuzhen clapped his hands, "We found those steel rings and steel pipes from a nearby hardware store, and we mistakenly thought that the mouth ball was prepared by Zhao Guohua himself. But in fact, that thing came from the murderer, and the murderer's purpose was to make Zhao Guohua die of mechanical asphyxiation!"

Song Yucheng quickly realized, "You mean, the murderer may have taken advantage of Zhao Guohua's habit and lured him to the playground to kill him. This is a well-planned murder."

"That's right. If that's the case, then the murderer must know Zhao Guohua very well, and he has a conflict with Zhao Guohua about 'sex'. He deliberately killed the victim, and exposed the victim's body in the school to make it look like that. The dead man's reputation was ruined, and he wanted to express—"

"A person like Zhao Guohua is not worthy of being a teacher at all." Song Yucheng accepted tacitly.

"Check Zhao Guohua's students, I believe there will be new breakthroughs." Diao Shuzhen said with a smile.

The author has something to say:

Congratulations to the protagonist for unlocking the strange Xingfu attribute~ Lao Diao is definitely a dom psychologically, but physically... (laughs)