Criminal Minds Profile

"What is Miss Song looking for?" Diao Shuzhen said with a smile, she did not miss Song Yucheng's repeated strokes on the back of her neck.

The other party has any troubles.

"I want to ask you a question." Song Yucheng sat upright with a serious expression.

Diao Shuzhen still looked lazy, eyes half-closed, lips half-open, with a little white milk froth on the corners of his lips, lazily like a little fox.But Song Yucheng knew that Diao Shu was really listening carefully.

"As you may know, my relationship with my father has been estranged since childhood. Fortunately, it has eased a little recently."

Song Yucheng said helplessly, "My father introduced me to a guy, and he admired that young man very much. He didn't put any pressure on me, he just said let's meet."

"But I really have no intention of getting married. If I refuse, will the other party mistakenly think that I am too cold and arrogant to look down on him. This will affect the relationship between our father and daughter?"

Song Yucheng frowned slightly, with a dignified expression, obviously thinking about this issue very seriously.

Diao Shuzhen looked at the skull in her arms, raised his eyebrows, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Just refuse directly, and use a tactful way." Diao Shuzhen said slowly, "For example, don't leave your contact information, or the other party invites you to drink coffee after dinner, just refuse."

Song Yucheng nodded, convinced by Diao Shuzhen's words.

"But compared to this—" Diao Shuzhen said, "Out of curiosity as a psychologist, I am more interested in why you don't want to get married. You are not a wanderer like me. I have no intention of inquiring about your privacy, but -"

"If one day you want to say something, I will listen to you." Her smiling eyes curved like a crescent moon, and her warm breath fluttered against Song Yucheng's white jade-like earlobes.

A faint peach blossom color bloomed on Song Yucheng's fair cheeks, like the peach blossoms blooming successively in the valley, red all the way from the neck to the back of the ears.

She leaned back, put on a defensive posture, and deliberately distanced herself from Diao Shuzhen, not looking directly at the faint blush beside the corners of his slightly curved eyes.Her eyelashes are very long, and when she smiles, her eyes become blurred and intoxicating, which is a bit soul-stirring.

Song Yucheng felt flustered that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, so she touched the back of her neck again.

The ringtone of the mobile phone violently shattered the warm and slightly ambiguous atmosphere.

Both of them were startled, Song Yucheng methodically took out his mobile phone from his pajamas pocket, Diao Shuzhen was in a hurry and rummaged under the quilt.

"Something happened. Under the X River Scenic Belt in City C, 1km south of a bridge, an old lady's body was found. After receiving the report and preliminary investigation, the local branch office felt that there was something special about the case, so it reported to the provincial department Ask for help." Diao Shuzhen held up his mobile phone, with a helpless smile on his face, "I really can't say this kind of thing, and everything I say is sure."

"There may not be anything special about it. The main reason is that the scenic belt along the river is an important livelihood project in City C, and the local government has invested a lot. Such a major event has happened at such a critical moment when it has just been completed." Song Yucheng was thoughtful. .

Although the incident happened suddenly, the two of them had experienced such scenes. Five minutes later, Song Yucheng was fully prepared and had his toolbox in hand.

"Maybe it's just out of consideration of political influence, and I don't want this project that takes up all of my face to end in a nobody's interest." Diao Shuzhen said as he walked, "Maybe the old lady was walking by the river, and her heart Sudden death due to illness."

She patted Song Yucheng on the shoulder, signaling him to relax.But Song Yucheng still frowned, full of preoccupations.

Although the theoretical knowledge and practical experience are quite rich, but because of his rigorous personality and responsible attitude, Song Yucheng was trembling in every inspection, walking on thin ice, and the simplicity of the case would not affect the attitude of the autopsy in the slightest.

Diao Shuzhen appreciates and admires this sense of responsibility to carry the whole world on his shoulders.It's just that sometimes I can't bear to see her increasingly pale face and thinner body.

Diao Shuzhen's engine car, the silver-gray Santana's bright headlights broke through the thick black fog, and galloped towards the crime scene.She took out the box of chocolate biscuits from her pocket and handed it to Song Yucheng.

It was past four o'clock in the morning, and it was still pitch black outside. Occasionally, a few cars passed by on the road, and the lonely headlights were like the vigilant eyes of pedestrians.After the night rain, withered leaves of camphor trees lined up along the roadside. Judging from the remaining water on them, yesterday's rain was heavy.

Diao Shuzhen looked gloomy and preoccupied, speeding past on the road, splashing water beside him.After such a heavy rain, it is estimated that a lot of traces left at the crime scene will be covered up.No matter what the nature of the case is, it will undoubtedly add many obstacles to the ascertainment of the truth.

Song Yucheng next to him frowned slightly, looked out the window, and remained silent.The two have formed a tacit agreement, that is, they will not discuss the case before conducting on-site investigation.Because the two of them have a criminal psychology profile and a forensic doctor, they both need to rely on the traces of the scene to make subjective guesses and inferences about the case.So I don't want to form a preconceived impression of the case because of other people's views before this.

City C was not too far from the provincial capital, and the two arrived at the scene of the crime in less than two hours.At this time, the sky was already bright, and after the rain, the vegetation on the riverside was green and green. Not far away, a bridge was erected on the river, which was magnificent.

The heavy earthy smell mixed with the smell of fish is particularly obvious in the fresh air after the rain.Diao Shuzhen frowned, and walked along the cement road along the scenic belt.

The site is located in the scenic belt by the river, not far from the first bridge.The Scenic Belt is a public facility in C Market that integrates tourism, leisure, flood control, and animal and plant protection. It is roughly divided into three floors: the top is Yanjiang Avenue, which is a main road in Hexi; five meters vertically down is the cement The road is a place for fitness, play, and viewing; further down is the riverside that really connects with the river.

It was the flood season at this time, and it rained again last night. The water level on the riverside was about two meters higher than usual, and the site had been submerged.

The scene has been cordoned off.Diao and Song showed their police IDs, opened the cordon, put on plastic shoe covers, and stepped into the stagnant water and mud at the scene.

This morning, the tide has receded a lot, and the mud on the shore is full of messy garbage washed up, all things like plastic bags and instant noodle buckets.The reporter was a sand dredger on the ship. According to him, at around [-]:[-] in the morning, because the rain was getting heavier, a lot of water poured into the cabin, so he wanted to abandon the ship and go ashore.It was late at night, and it was raining heavily again. He had just stepped off the boat when he stepped on something soft and reported it to the police.

The corpse was lying on its back with its head south and feet north.His body was covered in mud, and his face could not be seen clearly.After finishing the work of taking pictures and keeping the background, Diao Shuzhen put on his gloves and squatted down to examine carefully. The hands of the deceased were tied in front of his body by glass ropes, and the ankles were tied together by the same rope.The glass cord is red.The face of the deceased was also covered with black mud, and the forensic doctor at the scene was cleaning it up little by little.Gradually reveal the distorted and frightened face below.The dead man's eyes were wide open and a sock was stuffed in his mouth.It seemed that she was trying to inhale some air, but unfortunately, what was poured into her mouth and nose was no longer fresh air, but viscous sludge.

Diao Shuzhen and Song Yucheng met eyes, nodded and stepped aside.

fear.When Diao Shuzhen got up from squatting, her eyes suddenly went dark, and her brain, which could not supply blood, was like a broken TV screen, with black and white light spots appearing.

At that moment, fear hit her heart, like a big hand clenched her heart tightly, her nerves tightened, and the pain was almost suffocating.She breathed with all her strength, and twitched her diaphragm desperately until her lower abdomen twitched slightly, but the life-saving air seemed to be frozen on one side, and she couldn't breathe it in.She almost fell to the side, Song Yucheng leaned forward, as if he wanted to rush over to support her.

She and Song Yucheng looked at each other, and walked through the cordon in a nonchalant manner, to the sidewalk above.

Finally, the cold air poured in, causing burning pain in the airway and lung lobes.She coughed violently.Coughing and coughing, her throat was itchy and it was difficult to suppress retching.

She turned around, staggered, and it could be said that she scrambled back to the shore.She bent down and vomited a few mouthfuls of sour water, even with the bitter smell of bile.

She knew that the investigators of the city bureaus next to them showed disdainful expressions in astonishment, and they couldn't bear this kind of scene that wasn't bloody. With such psychological quality, how could one be a criminal policeman, or a so-called criminal psychology expert of the provincial department? ?

Diao Shuzhen has long been accustomed to this kind of surprise and contempt—she sat on the steps, unscrewed a bottle of water, rinsed her mouth slightly, and finally slightly eased the fear of dying.

She is not crushed by the bloody brutality of the crime scene, but because of a sensitive but ominous talent, she can empathize with other people's strong emotions, and even parts of their thoughts.

In fact, whether it is psychology or criminal psychology, one of the principles is: admit that life is lonely, and it is impossible for a person to fully understand the feelings of another person after all.Even if they have some similar feelings due to the same experience, everyone is still isolated from each other, sending out their own unique and lonely frequency, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, warmth and self-knowledge.

But some peculiar people are like a keen FM radio, which can accurately receive other people's mood swings, and even capture the remaining signals from a long time ago.It is even possible to visualize this mood swing as visible light, describable taste, smelt smell and so on.

For example, when roommate Song Yucheng is in a happy mood, he will emit a warm light similar to the fur color of a big orange cat, and when he is a little angry, he will emit a light blue reflection that is almost transparent and slightly blue like the thin ice on the water surface in early spring.

It was precisely because Diao Shuzhen graduated from Z University with a major in psychology that she clearly knew that this did not come from the analysis or judgment of psychological knowledge, but something that was inexplicable and close to intuition.

However, Diao Shuzhen is not able to reach this state casually-just imagine, if he is easily involved in other people's emotional torrent, then the boundary between the other and the self will be blurred, and the self will be lost.What's more, for a person like Diao Shuzhen who often visits crime scenes in person, if every pain of death is feared and borne by himself, then no matter how strong and indestructible a spirit is like reinforced concrete, it will not be able to bear it.

Diao Shuzhen didn't take the initiative to relax his mental barrier at all to capture the traces left by the scene.She is like a small boat in the river, involved in the turbulent torrent of emotions.

struggle.twitch.shudder.distortion.asphyxia.

Diao Shuzhen closed his eyes, his eyes were all gray, and the scene of the murder was abstracted with only black and white lines.

In the middle of the night, the bloody waning moon hangs in the sky.The lights on the bridge have been extinguished, and the sparse traffic coming and going on it is like the slow-moving, almost frozen liquid in the veins of a seriously ill person.

The old man's eyes widened, almost protruding out of the eye sockets.She cursed loudly angrily at first, struggled desperately unwillingly, and then begged and cried in despair.In the end, there is ashes of despair.

It was as if there were flames burning in the pupils of the murderer's eyes.excited.joy.proud.The man savored the old man's struggle and fear, the corners of his mouth raised a sharp arc, appreciating the old man's trembling and trembling, and waved the shovel in his hand unhurriedly.Soon, that person got tired of the old man who couldn't find any new tricks. Those indifferent eyes looked down on the old man lying in the pit, and his emotionless pupils looked like a god looking down on an ant.

The man filled in the last handful of soil.Completely bury this boring show.After the extreme excitement, the tide of boredom overwhelmed the person.