slip through the net [criminal investigation]

Want a place to go, why..."

His strength unconsciously weakened, and he shouted softly: "Jiang Huan..."

Unexpectedly, Jiang suddenly waved his hand and took a step back, roaring, "Go away! Don't touch me! Go away!"

No, I'm sick!

Ying Cheng made a decisive decision, pulled backhand, and flatly pushed the man down on the sofa, and pressed him so hard that he couldn't move: "Jiang Huan! Wake up, it's me!"

Jiang was still as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and was dragged back to the shore by someone. He breathed greedily. In such a moment, his whole body was already soaked, and the focus of his eyes returned to the basket.

"Shoucheng... I don't want a home, even if it's just a place to go, please... Believe me, I won't harm you, please, let me stay..."

Ying Cheng broke out in a cold sweat and let out a breath of cold air. He didn't know what to do, so he could only nod slightly, and then gave him a hug: "Okay."

stay...

24. Stellar

Jiang put on the black T-shirt again and sat on the sofa, while Ying Cheng squatted on the ground to help him deal with the horrible scars on his hands.

His house didn't even have such things as a first aid kit, and some of them had long expired and could not be used, so they had to fetch water to wash him first, and neither of them spoke, they just kept silent, avoiding each other's eyes.

After a while, the clumsy Ying Cheng stretched his hands and feet carefully, and finally helped him clean it up. He raised his head and said, "Let's eat first. After dinner, I will take you to the hospital. My house doesn't even have a band-aid."

Jiang also lowered his head and nodded: "You... usually..."

Yingcheng let out an "ah", and he said awkwardly: "I mean, do you usually live like this? I see that many of your things are sealed in cardboard boxes and have never been taken out. The others The room seems to be impossible to enter, it is full of dust, it is hard to imagine that there are living people living here."

"Stop, stop, don't mention cleaning to me. I didn't go home for two and a half months when I was the busiest. It was enough to wash my face before going out. How could I have so much free time."

"What about your family? You need someone to take care of you."

"My parents went to the next city to live a two-person world, not to mention I look like a baby boy."

Jiang also laughed: "You probably won't find a girlfriend if you're like this."

Ying Cheng suddenly bared his teeth and smiled: "What's wrong with me, don't look at me like this, clean up seriously, all the male models in the clubhouse have to stand aside."

Jiang was also amused by his unlimited bragging, and at a glance, he saw the documents that Ying Cheng threw casually on the coffee table. Half of the photos were exposed, and he couldn't help but pick it up to have a look.

In the photo, Feng Xiaoyue, who has been rolling in the wind and dust, finally has a little girly charm, clean and elegant.Unfortunately, she will never wake up again.

Ying Cheng hurriedly said: "That document cannot be read! Put it down! It was against the rules to bring the document home. I brought it back to work overtime because I couldn't finish it. If the content of the document leaked, I would have to eat it!"

"That……"

"Forget it, forget it, you are also one of the participants in the case, forget it this time, let's not make an example."

But Jiang Huan pinched the photo and suddenly said, "Strange."

"Of course it's strange that the corpse is placed like this. Didn't you see it at the time? Return it to me quickly."

"No, I mean the flowers are strange."

"flower?"

Jiang also returned the photo to him, and then pointed to the lily flower on Feng Xiaoyue's ear hairpin: "I didn't look at it carefully at the time, and ran away after notifying the person to help the police, and now I noticed that there are two kinds of flowers on her body." .”

Ying Cheng sat down next to him, and said "Oh" absently. At that time, Xie Lin also wondered why lilies and lotus appeared at the same time, but he was busy catching He Yang and Ma Qiong later, and didn't think about it any more.

Jiang sighed softly, staring at the photo in his hand: "If then, I...wouldn't she have died?"

He shook his head: "It is the principle passed down from the ancestors to pay the debt and pay the debt. It is also the duty of our police to be fair and peaceful.

Anyway, when you met her, she had already committed the felony of murder, not because you failed to save her, but because no one could save her at all.You don't need to blame yourself for this, this road... is her own willful walk. "

"Who killed her? Was it the one who took her away? Didn't I just watch her die? I... how can this be said to have nothing to do with me? If I could stop her at that time, I... ..."

Ying Cheng lightly pressed his trembling hand and shook his head: "She committed suicide. It has nothing to do with you. None of us are saviors."

Sometimes, he also thinks, does that girl deserve to die?

she shouldn't...

Neither should Ma Sheng.

But now they are buried deep in the ground hand in hand.

He also wanted to save her, wanted to save Ma Sheng, but he couldn't, he couldn't save her, he could only stand by and watch how this girl was crushed by society.

He has been a hero thousands of times, but not every time he can be a hero.

"I'm also one of the people involved, so can you tell me about her?"

He hesitated for a while, then shook his head: "It's better that you don't know."

After finishing speaking, he got up to leave, but was held back by Jiang Huan, his eyes were burning, with some kind of intense emotion: "Tell me. I might be the last person to see her besides the one who picked her up." The living ones, right?"

Ying Cheng had no choice but to sigh softly, sat back on the sofa, and picked out the details of Feng Xiaoyue's case. When Jiang still heard the location of the murder weapon, he couldn't help but interrupt: "It's placed in the place where the reproductive weapon is located." Dolly?"

He said "hmm" and said, "I also sewed it up with a thread, a standard surgical knot, do you think this person is a pervert?"

It was originally just a joke, but Jiang shook his head very seriously and seriously: "No, no. You think this person is abnormal because you can't understand what he does. But from another perspective, he Not desecrating corpses or gratifying selfish desires.

On the contrary, he did it because he respected the dead, and he respected a dead person as if he were a living person. "

Ying Cheng's hair was about to stand up: "Can you understand?"

This kind of perverted behavior can't be understood by a normal person, okay?

Jiang also stretched out his thumb and index finger to compare: "Imagine, after removing the needle, such a long syringe, where would you hide it without damaging the appearance?"

"Mouth?"

"Yes. This length is almost the limit that the human mouth can bear, and it is not impossible to hide it, but as a living person, with such a long syringe in the mouth, it will inevitably scratch deep in the throat and cause physical pain. The self-defense mechanism is likely to cause suffocation, which is very uncomfortable and even painful.

But Feng Xiaoyue is already a dead person and can't feel it, so why bother to sew it up with thread instead of hiding it in the reproductive tract?

Because he regarded Feng Xiaoyue as a person who was still alive, and it was for this reason that he helped her dress up.

But at the same time, he didn't hesitate to damage the corpse. Why?

Because this person is very paranoid, and will not give up until he achieves his goals in some aspects. He has a morbid desire to control, and desires that everything in the world follow his own goals.

For example, in order to achieve the purpose of respecting Feng Xiaoyue, he used thread to sew up her reproductive tract. In the eyes of normal people, this kind of logic is unreasonable and unacceptable, but in his own eyes, it is perfect. "

Listening to his high-spirited talk, Ying Cheng collapsed and began to sit still: "What about the flowers? Why are there two different kinds of flowers on her body?"

"According to Feng Xiaoyue's body, she was arranged neatly and meticulously, which is easily reminiscent of obsessive-compulsive disorder, but in fact, tidying up things too neatly is only one of the symptoms, not the basis for diagnosis, or it may be simply If he really has obsessive-compulsive disorder and can use one kind of flower, it is absolutely impossible for him to use two kinds.”

"In other words, you don't think this person has obsessive-compulsive disorder? Do these two kinds of flowers really have any special meaning?"

"Both white lily and lotus are symbols of elegance and purity, but the difference is that the two kinds of flowers have their own emphasis. White lily is more inclined to purity. Feng Xiaoyue is a person. Purity is likely to be her expectation for her next life, while lotus is more famous. However, it means "coming out of the mud without being stained", implying not to join forces with the dark forces.

My opinion is that Bai Baihe may have been requested by Feng Xiaoyue herself, while Lotus...

It had been given to her by the man who had arranged her body that way, as a romantic tribute and as a tribute to her. "

"Romantic... I still think this person is probably a psychopath."

"I said he was romantic, not to praise him. It's just that in his own view, his behavior is very romantic, even commendable. He put the corpse like this, and he also has the purpose of showing himself. It's a bit like Artist, I think... this person may have some psychological problems."

Ying Cheng nodded, squinted his eyes with a smile, and was as cunning as a fox in a trance: "Can't you see that you are a psychologist? It's just right, help me make a profile of this person, so that I don't have to go to the city to borrow it." psychologist."

Jiang also coughed lightly immediately, and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, no, I... I have PTSD, so I have learned a little about psychology, but I just showed off, and I really don't understand such profound things as profiling. , you'd better find a professional."

He just put away the documents, and asked another question: "When did you study psychology?"