crime profiler in the dark

TMX City, Juvenile Prison

The young man was wearing an orange prison uniform and handcuffed into the meeting room. When he saw that it was Bai Haolin, he froze in place until the prison guard pushed him, and then he walked to the table and sat opposite Bai Haolin.

The prison guard uncuffed the teenager, and handcuffed one of them to the iron ring under the table: "I'm outside, call me if you need anything." The prison guard said to Bai Haolin.

"OK, thanks."

After the prison guards left, Bai Haolin handed the disposable water cup he put on the table to the young man: "I brought you a can, but they asked me to replace it with this." Inside was a cup of coffee.

The boy didn't speak, he just gently held the water glass and didn't drink.

"Your friend came in again." Bai Haolin said.

"Well, I saw it on the news." Prisons have lounges, and prison guards also like to control the prisoners by regulating the time they spend watching TV.

"What do your inmates think about this?" Bai Haolin asked.Of course he didn't want to know the other prisoners' opinions, but wanted to know the juvenile's thoughts - because asking the other party to describe it from a third party's opinion without involving his own feelings would make the other party feel relaxed, and what he actually answered was his own thoughts.

"They don't like that."

"They were all forced to kill, weren't they?"

The boy didn't answer.

"I know you're afraid of this man," Bai Haolin said while putting the surveillance photo of the ATM in front of the boy. Even though it was just a lifeless photo, the boy shrank back when he saw it. The water in the water glass swayed slightly because of his retreat, "I know he has also been in prison, but you refuse to say anything, are you afraid that he has eyeliner here?"

"He said that if he wanted to, he could kill us anytime." The young man showed fear.

"How long have you been with him?"

"When I was 11 years old, my parents rented it out to him."

"Rent?" Bai Haolin thought he was a kidnapped child.

"Well, our village is poor, we can't harvest a few grains of grain a year, and the adults and children in the family can't eat enough. Later, he came and told my parents to take me to work in the city and give them 1 yuan in rent every year. , this money is enough for them to spend for a year, and it can also pay for my brother and sister's tuition."

Bai Haolin can't judge whether such parents are competent, and he also understands the reason why those controlled teenagers swear not to tell the mastermind behind the scenes - not only because they are afraid that he will hurt themselves, but also their parents, brothers and sisters! !

"Take you to the city to steal things?" Bai Haolin asked again, wanting to take this opportunity to narrow down the range of suspects.

"When I first went there, he also asked us to steal things. Later, a senior brother was caught, senior brother, senior brother was beaten to death, and he himself had two fingers chopped off. Let us steal it. Just let us beg on the street." The boy lowered his head, and his voice became softer.

Having been in prison, two fingers are missing, and the range of suspects is gradually narrowing down.