Criminal Minds Profile

"You still pretended to be quite like a junior high school student." Song Yucheng said, "especially the eyes, which are very different from yours now."

"Oh? What's the difference?" Diao Shuzhen leaned forward with a smile on his lips.Those eyes were crooked, looking at Song Yucheng.Her amber eyes seemed to be drunk but not drunk, the tails of her eyes were slightly tilted upwards, like the arc of peach petals, her eyes were blurred and charming.

Song Yucheng's face was a little hot, and he turned his head away: "You clearly know it's not like this."

"Oh, that's what it is." Diao Shuzhen closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, those eyes seemed to have widened a lot, and the color became lighter, with an innocent and ignorant look.Like a white deer walking in the woods, the curious and innocent eyes when meeting a stranger, natural and pure, unstained from common dust.

She smiled slightly, and the sharp teeth of the little canines exposed in the light added a bit of childishness.

"Sister Song, what are you talking about?" She turned her head to look at Song Yucheng, her voice was immature and sweet, with a slight nasal sound, like a young girl who smelled of milk, talking to her close sister.

Song Yucheng turned his head slightly, and it was impossible to see whether he was happy or angry on his indifferent face.But her jade-like earlobes were so red that they were bleeding, revealing what was on her master's mind.

Diao Shuzhen covered his mouth and snickered, his eyes returned to their clear and sharp eyes.

"It's just a small trick in psychology." Diao Shuzhen smiled, "It's 'mimicry' in psychology. Mimicry in the animal kingdom is that creatures evolve bright patterns or protective colors similar to the surrounding environment in order to protect themselves, so that Gain some survival advantage."

"In order to narrow the distance between yourself and others, psychologists sometimes deliberately imitate the other person's actions, expressions, etc., and finally achieve the purpose of communicating empathy. People always prefer people who are similar to themselves."

"Chen Yue is a typical middle school teacher. He is upright and rigid, conservative and stubborn. This kind of person is generally aloof and arrogant, and he is very moral and clean." Diao Shuzhen said, "When such a scandal happened in the family, her first reaction was definitely not to expose Zhao Guohua, but to expose Zhao Guohua. It's about trying to keep her reputation. In this closed and conservative small town, if she doesn't want to be the laughing stock of others, she won't divorce unless she has to."

"But she still got divorced. First, she was afraid that her husband's scandal would harm her daughter. Second, it also shows that she has a good conscience and subjectively does not want to help the evildoers."

"She concealed this scandal for her ex-husband Zhao Guohua out of various scruples, but this undoubtedly violated her morality as a teacher. Seeing that the scandal was about to be exposed, she was so desperate that she wanted to kill me."

"However, I 'imitated' to be a middle school student, looking at her with the innocent and trusting eyes of that kind of student, which aroused her subconscious love for students and her love for her daughter. She can kill A cop who snatched her precious evidence, but couldn't kill a weak and innocent student who trusted her."

"I see." Song Yucheng listened to Diao Shuzhen's words, and looked out the window thoughtfully.It happened that a pair of mothers walked by outside. The girl was holding a lollipop in one hand and holding her mother in the other, with a carefree smile on her face.

This scene is as beautiful as an oil painting.Diao Shuzhen and Song Yucheng were immersed in their own thoughts, and did not see the same envious expression on each other's faces.

"She loves her daughter very much." Diao Shuzhen tapped on the glass window lightly, as if wanting to see the mother outside more clearly, "But those innocent children are still the beloved daughters of others."

"Maybe." Song Yucheng said softly, "but if parents really cherished their children, Zhao Guohua and his ilk would have been imprisoned long ago. They are the first way to protect weak children from harm in this world." Barrier. Unfortunately, this wall is riddled with holes."

A sour feeling crawled up Diao Shuzhen's eye sockets, which were heavy, as if warm liquid was about to fall.Diao Shuzhen's face was gloomy, and he instinctively avoided this strange feeling.There was a faint pain in the heart, as if some long-suppressed emotion was rising and clamoring.

"I'll go to the pharmacy across the street to buy some hemostatic medicine and bandages." She pushed the plate away and stood up.Her forehead hair fell down, blocking her eyes, making it impossible to see what she was looking at at this time.

Song Yucheng looked at her back: In my impression, Diao Shuzhen was always lively and sunny, with a straight back and brisk steps, like a section of green and straight bamboo, with its vigorous vitality, it was desperately jumping up, and it grew fast , vibrant.

But at this moment, she shrank her shoulders, lowered her head, and was a little shorter for no reason.She lowered her head and greeted the young lady in the pharmacy without a smile.Song Yucheng guessed that she was counting the grids on the floor of the pharmacy with her head down, as she often did when she was depressed.

Everyone has seen the radiant Diao Shuzhen.And this slightly lonely Diao Shuzhen, only I have seen.

It seems that there is such a book that everyone loves, and suddenly there is an unknown page, which is only written to Song Yucheng.This feeling of carrying a little secret is subtle and sour, which cannot be brought by touching a corpse.

After the two returned to Bureau C, they carefully read the contents recorded in Lin Yiyi's diary:

Zhao Guohua often commits the crime of molesting young girls in the name of giving students extra lessons.According to the diary alone, there are five students he molested.

Lin Yiyi once liked Zhao Guohua - in her gloomy life, the light of this warm teacher was so dazzling.He is erudite and talented, carefully explaining each topic to himself, with gentle eyes; he is generous, his father doesn't like that he is a girl, and he is unwilling to pay for cram school for himself.In the mother's laments and tears, it was the teacher who helped him advance the money.On rainy days, I can only watch my classmates being picked up by their parents one by one. It is the teacher who opens the dark blue umbrella to cover the haze and isolate a clear sky.It is the frostbite cream on the hands full of frostbite in the cold winter, and the imported milk powder stuffed in the drawer.

She likes Zhao Guohua, she likes to sit in the first row, watch the teacher lecture with sparkling eyes, and write down every key point with her heart.I like to stay in school and read the books recommended by the teacher with reverent eyes.

Those words were too profound for a junior high school child, and she couldn't understand their meaning.But here is like a safe haven for her, where the hungry and cold young birds can rest for a while.

After that incident, the warm world she built collapsed silently.

As a young child, she had no idea what was going on and how to ask those around her for help.It's just that I feel like a deep pool smeared with ink, which is no longer clear.Deep in the mud, don't know how to deal with it.

Adults keep secret about sex and avoid it like snakes and scorpions.Her fragile heart couldn't bear that wretched, speculative, meaningless look in her eyes.

You accepted Zhao Guohua's funding, are you his little lover?

Zhao Guohua divorced his wife because of her!Abandoning wives and daughters.

A mistress who destroys other people's families, shameless!Hey, did she threaten Zhao Guohua to divorce, or she will sue Zhao Guohua QJ?

Can it be called QJ?Nothing broke there.

Why did it take so long to say it, isn't it fun to be with Mr. Zhao, and now he is suing Mr. QJ again, to beat him up?Little San is shameless!

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Zhao Guohua's story fits people's vulgar and barren fantasies: a mature and stable man falls in love with a scheming girl from a poor family.For her to abandon his first wife.

A rough action by Zhao Guohua became the last straw that crushed Lin Yiyi.The young heart that has suffered from the indifference of the world is soaked in pain and despair.Since the heart is dead, what is the need for the existence of the walking dead body?

Diao Shuzhen's hands were trembling. After reading the diary fragments, when he raised his head again, tears were streaming down his face.

Weep blood every word.

It is conceivable that Lin Yiyi was in such a desperate environment before his death. This despair even overwhelmed the fear of death, making death the last refuge.

When she was alive, she was the object of lust in Zhao Guohua's hands, a ceramic doll that could be manipulated at will; never existed.

Life or death is a tragedy.

Zhao Guohua is very good at picking people: either choose those children with good family background, strong self-esteem, and alienated parent-child relationship; or simply choose those girls whose parents and relatives are not around.

He is very careful and picks girls over 14 years old.Moreover, he will not use the SZ device contact method, and will not damage the CN membranes of those girls, so that if someone wants to appeal in the future, they will have nowhere to appeal because there is no evidence.

He knows the law.Indeed, this kind of behavior is not even considered QJ, at most it will be punished as the crime of obscenity.He even gave those girls some financial support and gave them some cheap favors.In this way, these victims with their own "taint" will not be able to win the sympathy of others, and public opinion will be on their side.

Yes, Zhao Guohua has calculated everything very well, he is like a vulture enjoying a carrion, drinking the flesh and blood of a young life, and looks very proud.He knew that no one would care about these delicate and delicate flowers - just because they were not his own children, there was no need to meddle in their own business.

He calculated so well, and his life was so carefree.

But he couldn't figure it out, those seeds soaked in blood and tears didn't grow into delicate flowers, and the hard and sharp thorns pierced his dirty body, not to safeguard the long-overdue justice——

An eye for an eye, blood for blood, life for life.