Criminal Minds Profile

"Damn it, my daughter's life is not her life." Diao Shuzhen walked out the door with anger in her eyes, and she punched the wall, causing the dust to fall down.

She clenched the baton in her hand, wanting to rush up and hit Lin Yiyi's father hard on the forehead a few times.Song Yucheng carried her almost up to the car and fastened her seat belt.

Diao Shuzhen sat on the chair, his anger still lingering.She crossed her arms and stared straight ahead with thick clouds gathering between her brows.

Neither of them spoke a word. The silver-gray Santana was speeding along the straight road, and the sky was covered with lead-gray dark clouds, which looked extremely low, as if they were about to capsize at any time.

"I've never seen you so angry before." Song Yucheng said indifferently, "Even if you are interrogating those QJ murderers, they killed one woman after another indifferently, without any guilt or remorse, you are still calm."

"I admit that this father is very indifferent to his daughter's death, which is chilling. But—" She stopped, and turned her head to see Diao Shuzhen's expression.

Her clear and cold voice came, like a glass of snow water poured on Diao Shuzhen's anger, her chaotic thoughts calmed down a bit.She took a few deep breaths, imagining a strong wind blowing in her mind, blowing away those clamoring thoughts.After calming down a bit, she smiled bitterly and said:

"Be objective and calm, but it has nothing to do with me." Her voice trembled slightly, "It's human nature to feel uneasy when facing the young and helpless self in the past."

"Yucheng, I'm just an ordinary person." She talked about another seemingly irrelevant topic, "You know, the thing I hate the most in my life is when others praise me for my ability to read micro-expressions and identify crimes. Talent. Would they still show that idiotic admiration and envy if they knew the sordid origin of that talent?"

"Only children who watch other people's faces grow up, trembling and walking on thin ice, will have a ghostly talent in the ability to recognize other people's expressions!" Diao Shuzhen smiled wryly, with an angry tone, "You can't judge anger. If you avoid it, you will inevitably become a punching bag for being beaten; if you cannot judge lies, you will not be able to keep your food for the day, and you will inevitably starve and suffer from cold; if you cannot judge which is true and which is false, then you cannot-"

She seemed to have touched something she didn't want to mention, she suddenly stopped, and said sullenly: "It's nothing, I won't mention the past."

She frowned, her eyes were half closed, she hugged her knees, curled up on the seat, she looked like such a small one, with a tired and lonely look.

Through her appearance, Song Yucheng seemed to see that poor child more than 20 years ago, carefully observing the adult's face, struggling to survive in the storm.

Seeing the desolate and lonely look on her face, Song Yucheng suddenly felt an impulse to stroke her brows with his fingertips, and embrace her again.A silent storm brewed in her black eyes, and the color of her eyes gradually darkened.She stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch Diao Shuzhen's soft fur.

It was only a centimeter or two away.

The soft strands of hair tickled her fingertips gently.The fingertips connect to the heart, as if a feather has fallen from the tip of the heart.

She withdrew her hand like an electric shock, and then clenched the steering wheel, as if she wanted to vent her emotions of not being able to embrace her on it.

"Lin Yiyi's mother gave me a copy of her diary." Song Yucheng said, "It's in my bag. She also told me that a teacher surnamed Chen found the body."

Diao Shuzhen opened his eyes.The amber eyes were sharp again in a moment of fragility and frustration.

She found the diary.It was a diary with a black cover, the paper was rough, and it was the cheapest one on the market.The diary is wrinkled, and there are several pages, and there are pits that have dried up after being wet, which are round and feel like tear stains.

Diao Shuzhen quickly flipped through this diary.The handwriting is immature, the narrative is simple, and there is no logic.Most of them describe the daily life of some schools.It can be seen from this diary that Lin Yiyi is a well-behaved, shy and introverted child.She looks pretty and cute, but because she has been neglected by her family for a long time, she has low self-esteem and has few friends.

The part about Zhao Guohua was not mentioned in the article - which makes people suspicious: Lin Yiyi is a slender and sensitive child, her world is small, and there are not many people around her, and she even remembers the neighbors she meets occasionally.

Zhao Guohua, as her math teacher, did not appear in the diary, which is obviously unreasonable.

Diao Shuzhen flipped through and read it again. She frowned, facing the light, and found the rough edge next to the binding.

A few pages are missing.

Diao Shuzhen raised his eyebrows, and his amber eyes flashed sharply: "You just said that it was a teacher surnamed Chen who first discovered Lin Yiyi's body."

"I remember that Zhao Guohua's wife's surname is Chen, and they got divorced a month after this happened." Between all the fragments of clues, a clue appeared faintly connected, "Intuition tells me that there must be some what connection."

She closed the diary with a snap, and her usual look appeared in her eyes, "Zhao Guohua's ex-wife must have what we want."

Song Yucheng glanced at her, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.She swerved, and the silver-gray Santana rolled into oncoming traffic.

The two came to an old-fashioned residential building, which was the staff housing allocated by Hongxing Middle School, and it was quite old.According to the current design perspective, the style of the house is very old, and the design of lighting and ventilation here is not very good.However, because of its central location and convenient transportation, the housing prices here are also high.

Chen Yue's attitude was polite and polite, and the two explained their intentions.Although she was a little reluctant, but out of courtesy, she still invited Diao and Song in.

There are two cups of hot water on the coffee table, and the tea leaves inside are rolling up and down.Diao Shuzhen took a sip, and the taste was very coarse, it was the kind of rough tea used in restaurants to quench the thirst of guests.Through the rising white smoke, she secretly looked at the furnishings in the room.

There are only a few home appliances, which seem to be very old, because they have not accumulated a thick layer of dust for many years.

After wanting to divorce Zhao Guohua, Chen Yue lived alone with her daughter, with relatively more money and a very poor life.However, the certificates of Chen Yue's daughter, Miss Zhao, are plastered all over the wall, and there are photos of the mother and daughter traveling next to them.

Come to think of it, this is an ordinary and warm family.

"Mr. Chen, we just want to know something from you." Song Yucheng said calmly, "Don't be nervous, just treat it as an ordinary chat."

"I have already reacted to your people about everything I know." Chen Yueyin was a little impatient, but still suppressed her temper and said, "Zhao Guohua and I have been divorced for a year. We rarely communicate with each other except for our daughter's affairs. I was at a party with a group of friends the day he died, as many people can attest to."

It is a typical image of an elementary school teacher.

Serious and rigid, with no smile lines or traces of makeup.Strong and stubborn character, not flexible.The clothes are neat and conservative, and the colors are plain and gray.The fingers were cleanly manicured, but white chalk dust remained between the nails.Calluses were visible on the left side of the first knuckle of the right middle finger, and the skin on the hand was rough.

Diao Shuzhen picked up the teacup, and the heat moistened her eyes.She looked at her own reflection in the teacup, a little dazed: such an upright person, really destroyed Lin Yiyi's diary, or maybe the suicide note, didn't stop Zhao Guohua from continuing to violate the students, helping the evildoers?

Song Yucheng asked Chen Yue a few more questions about the case, and the other party answered fluently, apparently having answered many times.After a few rounds, the questions related to the case were almost exhausted.

"How's the relationship between your ex-husband and his colleagues?" Song Yucheng changed to normal.

"Very good. He is not like me. He has a stupid mouth, and he can't speak when he meets a leader or a stranger. He has a good appearance and is good at managing relationships. Regardless of whether he is a man or a woman, he has a good relationship with him." Chen Yue answered sternly.

"Oh, what about his relationship with the students?" Diao Shuzhen suddenly intervened in their conversation.

Chen Yue was taken aback, her eyes wandered, avoiding Diao Shuzhen's gaze, and said vaguely: "Pretty good. He understands the psychology of the students, and he does well in class. The children like to look for him for everything."

Diao Shu really didn't miss Chen Yue's raised eyebrows and slightly raised upper eyelids.

It was a surprised expression.The voice is low and muffled, which is the instinctive reaction of people when they are lying.Her eyes wandered, indicating that she probably knew some inside information.

Diao Shuzhen's heartbeat accelerated slightly.

She casually said, "Then how is his relationship with his female classmate?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Chen Yue stood up abruptly, with his hands on his hips, pointed at Diao Shuzhen and questioned, "My ex-husband is also a teacher after all, you can investigate the case, you can't just slander his reputation!"

Chen Yue's reaction was too big - what Diao Shuzhen raised was a vague question with no direction. Even if ordinary people feel offended, they can at most explain it briefly, but they will not get angry.At the same time, using questioning to refute doubts, this kind of bluff, often proves that the doubts raised are true.

Diao Shuzhen quickly raised his hands, with an innocent smile on his face, and explained: "You misunderstood, hey, it's not easy to manage adolescent children, female students develop early, have more thoughts, and matured a lot in junior high school. It’s not like a male classmate or a child who doesn’t understand anything.”

"You have also been a class teacher, so you can definitely understand the hard work involved." Diao Shuzhen smiled, "I just want to know how your husband handles the relationship with the students."

"It's too impolite for you to say that." Chen Yue said forcefully.Her face was gloomy, and her anger was still lingering.

Behind Chen Yue, Song Yucheng exchanged glances with Diao Shuzhen.

"Do you know Lin Yiyi?" Diao Shuzhen asked, carefully observing Chen Yue's expression.

"I heard about the student who committed suicide a year ago. I haven't taught her, so I don't know her." Chen Yue stared at the coffee table, her lips tightly closed, apparently not wanting to talk to Diao Shuzhen any more.

"Did Lin Yiyi leave a suicide note before she died?" Diao Shuzhen looked directly into Chen Yue's eyes.

"I don't know, I'm afraid you have to ask her parents about this." Chen Yue avoided her gaze, her pupils narrowed slightly.

"Really? But she committed suicide at school." Diao Shuzhen squinted at Chen Yue.

"How could I know." While answering, she touched the back of her neck and subconsciously raised her hand to cover her mouth.Put your hands in front of you, and turn your body away from Diao Shuzhen.

Diao Shuzhen raised his eyebrows, stood up and said, "Okay, thank you for your cooperation. If there is any progress in the case of your ex-husband, we will come to you to find out the situation."

Chen Yue exhaled lightly, and the facial muscles relaxed.She shrank her shoulders suddenly, then relaxed suddenly, as if she wanted to shake off the pressure brought about by the conversation just now.She also stood up and sent the two of them out.

Diao Shuzhen got up, walked to the entrance, and caught a glimpse of a black notebook out of the corner of his eye.With an idea, she suddenly pointed to a black notebook at the door and said, "This is Lin Yiyi's diary!"

Chen Yue was startled, her eyes drifted to the living room for an instant.Immediately, he rushed forward with a stride, trying to snatch the book from Diao Shuzhen's hand.

Diao Shuzhen let her take it away.Chen Yue hurriedly opened the book to take a look, but it was just an ordinary middle school student's composition.

Diao Shuzhen stared at Chen Yue's slightly trembling lips, Shi Shiran walked to the sofa, Teacher Chen's face turned white in an instant, and he stretched out his hand, as if wanting to stop Diao Shuzhen from moving.

Diao Shuzhen walked into the sofa, and suddenly lifted off the beige sofa cushion, and a few thin sheets of paper fell down, she recognized at a glance that it was Lin Yiyi's neat and immature handwriting.Looking at the material and size of the paper, it is very similar to the missing pages in Yiyi's diary.

In addition, the word "suicide note" was written on another A4-sized paper.

"I took it away for evidence collection." Diao Shuzhen raised his eyebrows, "Goodbye, Mr. Chen."