criminal profiling

door, fully open.

Inside and outside the elevator, there are strict barriers.

Inside, there was only one person; outside, a group of strong men were watching.

However, that one person was calm and relaxed, walking forward as if walking; a group of people were all facing a big enemy, their foreheads were sweating nervously, and their fingers were clenched white.

I don't know who moved first and triggered the signal to start the war. A group of people rushed towards the man screaming "Aww".Some of them were bare-handed, some were brandishing batons, and all of them had ferocious expressions on their faces.

The first person jumped in front of the man, and he kicked him sideways. The man flew out without making a sound, stuck to the wall, and then rolled on the ground.Foaming at the mouth, several broken ribs, eyes turned white, lying on the ground unable to get up.

A strong wind came from the left side, the man's eyes did not blink, his head moved backwards, the stick brushed against his ear, and then with a "pop", the wooden stick burst and blossomed.The fist that the man swung out did not change its momentum, kissed the side of the man's face, and knocked him out.

Like a set of slow motion, the man is strolling in the court, his movements are elegant, and his movements are full of rhythm - not like fighting and beating, but like directing a band to play, with punches and kicks, and the rhythm.And the screams of those strong men are the soundtrack of this performance.

The people in front fell, and more warriors rushed forward.

Finally, everyone fell down, and the man walked from the elevator to the door at the end of the corridor.The door was painted as a playing card, a big king of hearts.

The man tidied up the slightly messy collar, rolled up the turned-out sleeves, and then gently pushed open the poker door.

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Looking at the full screen full of dirty messages, Zhuang Sheng silently picked up his phone and sent a photo.

The dialog box that kept popping up text was strangely quiet, and then the other party sent a cute emoji.The smell of filth and dirt was absorbed, as if the air had become fresh.

Hungry and panicked after a meal: "Oh, do you want to play poker? Level up or Fight the Landlord?"

Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng: "When you get nervous, you forget to say 'kiss'."

After a meal, I was so hungry that I panicked: "Oh dear, what are you talking about dear? Why can't I understand."

Zhuang Sheng fell silent and typed, "If you don't tell me, I'll investigate by myself. I think now, I have the ability to investigate something by myself."

The other party was also silent for a moment, and suddenly became serious.

Hungry and panicked after a meal: "I couldn't stop you from entering the FBI two years ago, and I couldn't stop you from returning to China two months ago, so now, it seems that I can't stop you from investigating this matter either. I will tell you everything I know. I will pack and send you the materials, but you have to promise me that you can’t get too involved at any time.”

Zhuang Sheng paused, and replied very bluntly: "I can't guarantee it."

This time it was the other party's turn to send a string of ellipses.

Panicked from hunger after a meal: "...Is it related to Meng Yan, right? The playing cards were given to him?"

The other party quickly guessed the real reason, and the painting style changed as if he was a different person.

Hungry after a meal: "There are tens of millions of people in the world. Do you know which kind of people are terrible? Gamblers who are on the gambling table. Because if they don't lose their fortunes themselves, or win others' fortunes, they won't bet. Gambling tables. What’s even more terrifying are those gamblers who don’t care about winning or losing, but just want to have fun at the gaming table. Such people don’t have any bottom line.”

Zhuang Sheng quietly read the words typed by the other party, his expression was very calm, without any expression of shock or surprise, he entered his own question.

Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng: "What do you mean, someone wants to play cards with Meng Yan?"

Feeling hungry after a meal: "...you can say that."

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Behind the door, it was unexpectedly clean.

Except for a few computers, there is only a large display screen hanging on the wall.

Several staff members squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands. Among them were two foreign friends with high noses and deep eyes, 1.9 meters tall, who shrank under the table, looking extremely aggrieved.Hearing the painful groans coming from the door, those people trembled a little, but none of them looked up to see the man who walked in slowly from the door.

The sound of the leather shoes stepping on the smooth floor was crisp and loud.Every time there was a "click", the bodies of those people would shake, as if some magical switch installed on their bodies was being controlled.

Meng Yan didn't look at the people squatting on the ground, and went straight to the computers, glanced at them, and quickly typed on the keyboard with both hands.A tall, thin black man squatting at Meng Yan's feet seemed to want to stand up to stop Meng Yan, but he was pulled back halfway by his fat and white companion wearing glasses.

His companion gave him a warning look, the black man didn't understand it, but he didn't dare to act rashly again.

Meng Yan worked on several computers for a while, and finally stopped and sat down on the nearest chair.With two long legs crossed, one hand supported his chin, the other lightly tapped on the armrest of the chair, his eyes swept over the few people squatting on the ground.

The people on the ground suddenly felt a chill enveloped them.

"Come on, let's chat." Meng Yanchao and the others hooked their fingers.

Those people looked up at him, shaking their heads together, with expressions of rejection on their faces.

Meng Yan leaned forward, glanced over, and landed on the fat white man wearing glasses. He pointed with his finger.

"You, come here."

The fat man shook his head violently, staring at Meng Yan as if he was looking at the big bad wolf who abducted Little Red Riding Hood, he was both scared and vigilant.

Meng Yan tapped the armrest of the chair, and sighed softly, "I just want to ask, don't ask about Dong Dong's matter, Zhuang Sheng's matter, which one of you is following up."

His tone was indifferent, as if he didn't care, but in the ears of those few people, his body was shaking at the same time - especially the fat white man was shaking more violently, the fat on his body trembled, as if he was dancing a belly dance.

Meng Yan glanced over, "It seems to be you?"

The fat white man was no longer trembling, but his whole body was trembling, his eyes drooped downwards, and he felt like he was going to cry at any moment.

"No, no, no, I'm just a little guy, the kind who obeys orders. You, if you want to settle accounts, you should find the owner of the tool, not the tool."

Meng Yan seemed to be amused, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes, "It's too hard to imagine that a good mascot should be a dead thing." Just as the sigh-like voice fell, there was a "click" With a crisp sound, the wooden handle of the huanghuali was snapped off.

"It's really not strong." Meng Yan glanced at it casually, said something lightly, and threw the piece of wood away.

Fatty Bai's legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground. This time he really cried.

"You, you, you can't do anything to me."

Meng Yan looked at him indifferently, and asked politely: "Why?"

"Because, because—" the fat white man "because" for a long time, the fat on his face was crowded together, like a steamed bun just out of the cage, and finally he blurted out, "Because you are a civil servant, so be a good person !"

Meng Yan was silent for a while, with a sincere question in his eyes, "When you bully others, you are so happy to be a bad person; when you are bullied, you ask others to be a good person—"good people" will be spoiled by you, right?"

The fat man shrank back, not daring to speak.Fortunately, Meng Yan didn't want him to answer. He looked away, sat up straight, sighed and said something slowly.

"But I'm no longer a public servant."

The fat white man was almost scared to cry again. At the critical moment of life and death, he had an idea and shouted excitedly: "I used to be a civil servant, and I will always be a civil servant. You must set an example for the people, be self-restraining and devoted to public service, abide by the law, and do not violate the laws and regulations." Something." He glanced at the piece of wood on the ground, and quickly added another sentence.

"Occasionally destroying people's fixed assets or something, no, it's nothing."

Meng Yan was silent for a while, Fatty Bai couldn't see the expression on his face, and felt even more uneasy.Until Meng Yan seemed to end his contemplation, he nodded and said:

"It makes sense."

Just as the fat white man was about to be overjoyed, he saw the man who was indiscriminate in his mind, his strength was beyond the charts, and he stood up without warning before making a move.He stood up and slowly approached himself.

Fatty Bai's body shrunk back desperately, wanting to reduce his sense of presence, and if conditions did not allow it, he wished he could get under the table.

Seeing the other party's posture like a mouse hiding from a cat, Meng Yan stood three steps away from him, condescendingly looked down at the huddled fat, and sighed softly, "I just want you to say something to your boss. .”

The fat white man looked at him tremblingly, and summoned up his courage to ask, "What, what?"

Meng Yan didn't answer right away. He raised his head and looked ahead indifferently, with no emotion in his voice.He slowly stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in mid-air.

"Tell him, I have accepted this challenge."

Before Fatty Bai could figure out what this sentence meant, Meng Yan had already stepped outside.As the "click" sound of the leather shoes stepping on the ground sounded again, all the computer screens suddenly went black and turned into a mess of garbled characters, and someone shouted immediately.

"Someone hacked our system, and the data in it is gone!"

While screaming and rushing over to rescue him, Meng Yan glanced at him and immediately fixed the man in place.Meng Yan didn't say anything, he looked away and continued to walk out slowly.

There were still wounded lying in the aisle, wailing endlessly with their heads and arms folded.Seeing Meng Yan coming out, they all shrank to the corner of the wall. The nine-foot man was huddled into a baby shape, as if he was afraid of being kicked again.

When Meng Yan walked to the door, there was a sudden sound of creaking electric currents rushing behind him, and then it seemed like a "snap", and the big screen on the wall lit up.

A woodpecker with red hair and blue hair appeared on the big screen, followed by a burst of weird laughter full of rhythm.

"Oh hehehehe, oh hehehehe, hehehehe~"

The air suddenly fell silent.

The magical laughter keeps repeating, and it is very clear and loud in the quiet building.

Meng Yan who stopped at the door, after a few seconds of silence, his expression did not change at all.He slowly picked up the fire extinguisher under his feet, and without looking back, he threw it back with his backhand, only to hear a "crash", the screen shattered into pieces and went completely dark.

——The world is quiet.