crime profiler in the dark

"I'm investigating the case where you were attacked half a year ago. Did you say you were beaten unconscious at the back door of the bar?" Bai Haolin asked.

"Yes." Ms. Huang answered very positively without blinking her eyes.

"Can you tell me what happened at that time?"

"I was so drunk, I don't really remember." Miss Huang shrugged American-style.

"What do you remember, can you tell me?"

"Anyway, after I woke up in the hotel, I found myself tied up on the bed. I thought I had encountered a pervert, and then that person untied my bra and cut off my penis." Ms. Huang recalled It seemed very calm, completely without the anger of Xiao Wang and the female college student before.

"Hotel? Which hotel?" Bai Haolin secretly felt strange.

"A small hotel. I was too flustered when I left and didn't write down its name and location. I told the police officer who took the record before."

"I see, then your eyes were covered by the other party at that time?"

"No, he's wearing a mask. It's the kind of black mask that only shows his eyes and robs banks in movies."

"Is your mouth gagged too?"

"Yes, I was blocked by him." Obviously she could answer with a simple "yes" or "no", but she bluntly repeated Bai Haolin's words. This is a typical lie.

"Let me sort it out for you. One night half a year ago, you were beaten unconscious at the back door of the bar, and then woke up in the hotel to find that you were tied to the bed by a masked man. Is that right?"

"Yeah, handsome guy, you're very smart." Ms. Huang smiled ambiguously.

Bai Haolin was even more convinced of the guess in his heart. He closed the notebook heavily, and fell on the desk with a "slap", then stood up, spread his fingers and pressed his fingertips on the table, and at the same time leaned forward, condescending Staring at Ms. Huang seriously, she said sternly:

"Miss Huang, what I want to know is the real story of the case, not your fabricated testimony to conceal your occupation! So please cooperate!"

Ms. Huang was startled, and immediately laughed stiffly. At the same time, she covered her mouth with her hand and let out a chuckle: "Oh, officer, did you misunderstand? How could I..., you must have made a mistake."

"It's not wrong." Bai Haolin said with great certainty, "I already know what you do. You didn't get attacked at the back door of the bar that night, but you delivered it yourself?!"

Miss Huang's whole body froze, her pupils began to dilate, her hands that were originally open on the table also retracted, and they were clasped with ten fingers on her thighs.

"I came to you just to understand the real situation at that time. All the conversations I had with you will not be recorded, nor will it have any impact on you personally, so I chose the meeting place in my office, and It's not an interrogation room." Bo Haolin knew that Miss Huang was already in a state of extreme anxiety and uneasiness, so he softened his tone, stood up straight, and opened the distance between them, so that the sense of oppression was no longer so strong.

Miss Huang pursed her lips and frowned, as if she was thinking about Bai Haolin's words.