mask personality

In the inquiry room, the boy in black hat, black coat and black trousers was leaning on the back of the chair, with his hands crossed casually on his thighs, in a sitting posture that was neither stiff nor overly relaxed.

Sitting closer, I realized that his facial features covered under the peaked cap are actually very outstanding, and at first glance they belonged to the school grass level.

The little policeman routinely asked his basic identity: "Han Yang, 23 years old, studying in the Piano Department of Yashen Conservatory of Music, a first-year graduate student?"

Han Yang nodded, and answered concisely: "Yes."

The little policeman continued to ask: "At 4:15 a.m. on April [-]th, you hitchhiked Qian Shu at the turntable on Shenyin Loop. Why were you there at that time?"

After a slight pause, the little policeman tapped his pen on the table and added: "As far as I know, you are a resident student, and April 4th is not a weekend."

Han Yang froze for a moment, embarrassment flashed across his handsome face, and after a while, he explained in a low voice: "Because I didn't live in the dormitory the night before, and I took the subway back to school in the morning, you should know, police officer." , from the nearest subway station to our school, it takes about a quarter of an hour to walk to the school gate, and I happened to walk to the turntable, and met...meet Teacher Qian."

Inquiring outside, Wen Dong suddenly frowned.

Before he could speak, Ji Yan asked sharply: "Mr. Xiaowen, did you see something?"

Wen Dong's special ability activated for an hour just after zero o'clock today, so now, he can't smell Han Yang's emotions.

But he can see it.

"One corner of the mouth is raised, and the wings of the nose are slightly opened..." Wen Dong said softly, "He doesn't seem to like Qian Shu very much."

Because when "Teacher Qian" was mentioned, Han Yang's flashing micro-expression was like a faint disgust, more precisely, it was a kind of undisguised contempt.

But it was indeed extremely short-lived, and the degree of expression was also very light, Wen Dong couldn't fully judge for a while.

Then the little policeman continued to ask: "I wasn't in the dormitory the night before, where did I go?"

Han Yang let out a "huh", and the embarrassment appeared on his face again. He hesitated and said, "I don't remember the name of the hotel outside... What is it called Yue Hotel? Anyway, it's not a chain, it's just in... in A hotel near the Skin Bar."

The little policeman's tone was a little harsher, with a vague sense of oppression: "I just lived in the night before yesterday, and I can't remember the name now? Han Yang, according to your school grades, I think your memory, It's not that bad."

Hearing what the little policeman said, Han Yang didn't panic in the slightest, but the embarrassment on his face couldn't fade away. After a long while, he raised his hand and rubbed his face, and said, "Officer, I'm telling the truth. I had a drink the night before yesterday, and I don’t even remember how I got to the hotel. It was already 07:30 when I woke up yesterday morning. I have morning classes at [-]:[-]. It takes at least half an hour to get back to school from the hotel by subway. Time is really tight, so when I left, I glanced at the signboard and didn't see it too clearly, so I saw the word "Yue" clearly..."

Outside the inquiry room, Tang Chu turned his head to look at Ji Lin, and said with his mouth: "It seems to be right with what you said."

Before, when Ji Lin said that he had met Han Yang, not only Tang Chu was taken aback, but even Wen Dong was a little surprised.

Because no matter from any angle, Ji Lin and Han Yang don't seem to have an intersection.

After that, Ji Lin explained briefly, he said that he had met Han Yang, not that the two of them knew each other.

Coincidentally, when Ji Lin saw Han Yang, he met Wen Dong for the first time, in the same place, and at the same time——

That's right, it was at the Skin Bar that night.

And there are so many people in the skin bar, the reason why Ji Lin recognized Han Yang at a glance today is because it was a coincidence that Xi Yingzong was bored that night and asked Ji Lin to analyze the people in the bar casually.

Han Yang was one of them analyzed by Ji Lin.

Moreover, he was also the one who impressed Ji Da's profiler very deeply.

There is no other reason, but Ji Lin wrote a lot of profiles at the time, what may have compulsive behavior in a certain way, what is thinking or anxious, and what organization has something to say to the girl opposite...

In the end, he didn't wait for him to say anything to the girl opposite, and just watched helplessly. The boy took out a toy squirt gun from his pocket, and gave the girl opposite him a face full of water...

It is a rare setback in Ji Da’s career as a profiler, and he has to admit that his profile analysis can only be aimed at the vast majority of people with logical thinking, not lunatics or drunks...

And Han Yang that night was undoubtedly the latter.

This is completely in line with Han Yang's confession at this time, and looking at the faint blush on Han Yang's handsome face at this moment, it is obvious that he himself was extremely embarrassed by his drunken behavior that night.

"However..." Tang Chu rubbed his chin, and said cautiously, "Mr. Ji, you said you remembered seeing him, it was about ten o'clock, but the estimated time of death is 08:30 to 10:30, So, if it's just that you see him, his alibi is still incomplete."

Ji Lin nodded and said, "That's natural."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the little policeman with glasses at the bottom of the wine bottle trotted over and said quickly: "Sir Tang, Mr. Ji, Mr. Xiaowen! Let's rewatch April 4th, from 14:08 to 30:10 p.m. 30's skin bar is monitored, and it can be confirmed that Han Yang has been monitored the whole time."

Han Yang was sitting near the center of the bar that night, unlike Ji Lin and his table, which was in a blind spot for surveillance, where Han Yang was, the surveillance was clear and complete throughout.

With the surveillance material evidence and the double guarantee of Ji Lin's witness, Han Yang's suspicion of committing the crime was instantly cleared.

Tang Chu didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or sigh, so he had to explain to the headset: "The suspicion of committing the crime has been ruled out. The focus is on whether he found anything abnormal in Qian Shu's car that day."

The little policeman nodded, his attitude towards Han Yang softened, and he asked according to Tang Chu's explanation: "You took a ride with Qian Shu yesterday morning, did you sit in the co-pilot or the back seat?"

"Co-pilot," Han Yang answered without thinking this time, and then explained, "I originally wanted to sit in the back seat, but for some reason, Teacher Qian stopped me and asked me to sit in the co-pilot."

But what he said was "I don't know why", but there was no doubt on his face, but the contemptuous expression before.

Tang Chu didn't notice Han Yang's expression for a moment. He thought of something, suddenly turned his head to look at Ji Lin, and said in a series of vibrating voices: "The murder weapon! The murder weapon was found under the passenger seat, behind the seat! Sitting in the passenger seat I can't see it, but if you sit in the back seat, you may step on the murder weapon as soon as you stretch your legs! So Qian Shu doesn't let him sit in the back seat, is it because he is afraid that he will find the murder weapon?! In other words, Qian Shu knows the murder weapon of!"

However, compared to Tang Chu's excitement, Ji Lin still seemed calm and gentle. He was not in a hurry to answer Tang Chu's question, but turned his head to look at Wen Dong beside him, with a natural tone, and changed his address to Wen Dong: "Xiao Xiao Teacher Wen, I just saw Han Yang's expression for a moment, it seems to be in line with what you said before, I don't like Qian Shu very much, I don't know if I read it wrong, and I ask Teacher Xiaowen to enlighten me."

What he said was too polite and formal, and his face was full of sincerity, but Wen Dong felt inexplicably as if he was being teased, and a tingling sensation appeared in the tips of his ears unconsciously.

After a while, he raised his hand and lightly stroked his ear, then regained his habitual composure, nodded, and said softly: "Mr. Ji read that right, when Han Yang mentioned Qian Shu just now, he suddenly The micro-expression revealed is indeed contempt."

The answer was businesslike, as if he didn't hear the word "Teacher Xiaowen" at all, which was naturally ambiguous.

Ji Lin looked down at Wen Dong for two seconds, the corners of his lips remained unchanged, and replied in a warm voice, "Thank you, Teacher Xiaowen, for your advice."

After saying this, Ji Yan withdrew his gaze, didn't look at Wen Dong again, turned around and went straight into the inquiry room, and sat down opposite Han Yang.

Still leaning on the back of the chair, with the two long legs slightly apart, the sitting posture for business talks that is sure to win.

Ji Lin cut to the chase and said, "Student Han Yang, you don't like Teacher Qian, do you?"

It was clearly a question, but it was in a declarative tone.

Han Yang was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously denied: "I didn't..."

"Or, it can't be said that I don't like it." Ji Lin didn't give Han Yang a chance to argue, but looked into Han Yang's eyes, and said slowly, "Maybe it's just that he doesn't like a certain characteristic of him, or Behavioral habits... Like, you actually know why he won't let you sit in the backseat, am I right?"

No one can escape Ji Lin's eyes, his tone, his light brown eyes are like swirls, and his tone is full of persuasion.

It seems that you can easily confuse the other party, and unconsciously admit the most true thoughts in your heart.

Han Yang was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and then changed his words: "I...I've heard of it."

Ji Lin's expression remained unchanged, and he asked gently: "Have you heard anything?"

It seemed that what he was going to say next was hard to say. Han Yang was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Just say, Mr. Qian's back seat of his car is very busy every night...so, so he usually doesn't Let other people take the backseat, especially in the morning..."

When he said this, Han Yang had already made no effort to hide the contempt and contempt on his face.

What he said was cryptic, but the people present were all grown men, and if they said they didn't understand, they were pretending to be innocent.

The back seat of the car is busy every night, what can I do?

It just means that Qian Shuhui and other women do that kind of thing in the car at night...

Thinking of the improper relationship between Qian Shu and Lu Mengting that Ji Lin analyzed before, Tang Chu hurriedly said: "That is to say, Lu Mengting may indeed have taken Qian Shu's car on the night Shen Xi was killed, but Qian Shu has been concealed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket rang.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Ruan Tian calling, so Tang Chu turned on the speakerphone directly.

"Tang sir," Ruan Tian's voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone, speaking as fast as beans, "Lu Mengting's diarrhea has recovered but her mental state is not good for some reason, but at least she can leave the dormitory. I feel that she is in this state. It might be even worse if you really go to the Municipal Bureau, I thought, how about you work hard with Teacher Ji and come to the school to talk to her?"

Tang Chu glanced at Ji Lin through the glass of the inquiry room, and seeing Ji Lin nodding, Tang Chu replied: "Okay, you watch her at school first, and we will go there."

Ji Lin stood up and walked out of the inquiry room. Instead of looking at Tang Chu, he lowered his eyes and asked Wen Dong: "Mr. Xiao Wen, do you want to come together? I think we still need your advice."

Tang Chu also hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, it makes sense, Mr. Xiaowen, if it's convenient for you? I'll treat you to lunch!"

Being able to further participate in the progress of the case is naturally in line with Wen Dong's wishes. Wen Dong nodded, looking at Tang Chu, but deliberately said the words to Ji Lin: "I don't dare to advise, I can help a little , it couldn't be better."

When he talks to Ji Lin, both of them always seem to use the most written expression on purpose.

At first glance, it sounds polite and alienated, but if this happens too many times, there is an alternative, indescribable, ambiguous atmosphere that is wrapped up in layers and needs to be savored carefully.

Of course, only the two of them can experience this atmosphere.

Tang Zhinan was ignorant, and smiled at Wen Dong with white teeth, "Mr. Xiao Wen is too polite! You wait for me for two seconds, I will go back to the office to get a coat!"

Before he finished speaking, he was swept away like a gust of wind.

For a while, outside the interrogation room, only Wen Dong and Ji Lin were left.

The two took off the headsets, Ji Yan didn't go back to the office to get the coat, but directly opened the handbag that Wen Dong had sent before, took out the windbreaker that Wen Dong had returned from it, unfolded it, and put it on.

On the windbreaker, there was a faint, faint scent of perfume.

Ji Lin half-closed his eyes, his nose moved slightly, as if savoring.

Noticing his expression, Wen Dong spoke in a natural tone: "You said before that the roses in No Man's Land smell good, so after washing the windbreaker, I made my own initiative and sprayed a little on it."

Ji Lin opened his eyes, with a gentle smile on his lips, and said politely: "Thank you, Mr. Xiaowen, for your concern, it really smells good."

When he was talking, his hands drooped naturally, and when he touched one of the pockets, he seemed to feel something, and Ji Yan paused his fingers slightly.

He turned his head and glanced at Wen Dong again, but Wen Dong blinked at him with an innocent look on his face.

Ji Lin no longer hesitated, and simply put his hand into his pocket.

Sure enough, in his pocket, he felt something that felt like an envelope.

Ji Lin's expression remained unchanged, and he pulled it out directly.

Only then did I realize that it was not a real envelope, but a piece of paper folded to look like an envelope.

The quality of the paper was slightly familiar, as if realizing something, Ji Lin rubbed his fingers lightly on the paper, and then unfolded it directly.

It caught my eye, and it was a picture that Ji Lin was familiar with——

That was when he and Wen Dong first met in the bar. Wen Dong praised his hands for their beauty, and then drew his hand with a paintbrush in it.

However, at this moment, there is one more thing added to this hand.

A metal chain was wrapped around the wrist.

The chains are drawn slightly abstractly, but at first glance, they look more like shackles.

In the lower right corner of the painting, there is also a line of clear and elegant characters, as if in return, the four words that Ji Lin sent in the WeChat verification message before, Wen Dong wrote——

I would like to present this picture as a gift to my model.

Ji Lin's gaze moved from the picture to the words, and from the words back to the picture.

Finally, it was fixed on the metal chain that looked like a shackle.

If the eyes can also have warmth, then at that moment, Ji Lin's eyes may be able to burn this piece of paper.

However, just a moment later, he closed his eyes and returned to his unshakable appearance.

Ji Lin's slender fingers moved slightly, and slowly restored the drawing paper in his hand into the shape of an envelope, put it back in his pocket, then looked sideways at Wen Dong, and said slowly: "Thank you, Teacher Xiaowen, for the gift, I like it very much .”

That tone, as if what Wen Dong gave him was just an ordinary landscape painting.

Wen Dong stared at Ji Lin for two seconds, his thin lips moved, and he was about to open his mouth to speak, when Tang Chu came back like a gust of wind, and said loudly: "I'm done, let's go, go and find Lu Mengting !"

Ji Lin turned around first, Wen Dong didn't speak again, and followed up.

In the elevator room, Tang Chu stood close to the front, and Wen Dong and Ji Lin stood side by side behind him.

Tang Chu didn't look back, sighed, and said sincerely: "I hope that Lu Mengting will give me some strength, and I can ask something from her..."

But what Tang Chu didn't know was that none of the two people behind him listened to what he said.

Accompanied by the broken thoughts that were close to his ears, Ji Lin turned his head and slightly approached Wen Dong's ear, maintaining a posture of whispering, but in a polite and gentlemanly manner, he did not touch Wen Dong's ears or even hair. .

His voice was low and slow, and his tone could be called polite: "Painter Xiaowen, the chain on the wrist is very beautiful. Would you like to try drawing the chain on the neck next time? I'm still willing to continue to be your model."

The author says:

It's not that I said, Xiao Ji, you're a pervert, it's fine, but you have to pretend to be polite when there is no one, but you have to be perverted when there are people!Bad taste!

I call on all the cuties to "spit" Xiao Ji together with the old mother herself!