part-time profiler

At 32:[-] p.m., Shen Lane, East District, Ningbei City.

"Team Yan, the location of the target is confirmed, and it's moving, less than 100 meters away from the ambush point!"

On the intercom, the technician's voice was very steady, but in fact, his hands were sweating from nervousness.

Mouse, the major suspect in this cross-border child trafficking case, appeared in Ningbei only three days ago. The inter-provincial joint action team cooperated with Ningbei City Public Security Officers, Special Police and Armed Police to keep an eye on Mouse for 72 hours. Whereabouts, formulated this ambush arrest operation.

As the name suggests, the mouse people run around the country and occasionally abroad. Even the Interpol praises us mainland thieves for being able to escape.

It took nearly a month from confirming the identity of the major suspect of Rat, to the start of the nationwide arrest operation, to the end of today's catch.

Before departure, the leader of the bureau issued a death order, this time only success is not allowed to fail.

And now, since the start of the nationwide arrest operation, it is the closest to success.

The ambush team consisted of 20 people, led by Yan Yan, the head of the criminal police detachment of the city's public security, and each police officer was armed to the teeth.

"Sniper, report the situation." Yan Yan hid in the corner of the concrete building.

Beside him is an old-fashioned residential building, which has been in disrepair for a long time. The cement on the wall is dusty, and there are long strips of wood placed in a mess under his feet. In the puddle, a few mosquitoes are circling and buzzing in the dark.

"Report, the target has been observed, passed the obstacle... Zi—" The untimely electric sound briefly interrupted the sniper's report.

"Team Yan!" Within two seconds, the sniper's voice sounded again: "He's gone!"

Hold.Yan Yan raised his left hand and waved two fingers forward: "Search!"

The five-person team was well-trained, and immediately surrounded the entrances and exits of the old-fashioned residential buildings. Yan Yan held the 5.4 style tightly, and under the cover of his teammates Qingdao, he stuck to the wall and entered the entrance of the old-fashioned residential buildings.

"Team Yan," the sniper shouted, "someone is coming!"

"It's a mouse!" The technician shouted at the same time.

The next second, the man appeared at the corner of the stairs, and the layers of dark clouds that blocked the moonlight dissipated, and the moonlight just fell on the dark ground. A thin figure passed through the intersection of light and shadow, revealing the whole picture belatedly.

He was a young man with long hair, almost reaching his shoulders, beautiful eyebrows, big eyes, and especially beautiful lips, like a movie star who suddenly appeared.

However, the scene that emerged was not quite right.

Yan Yan's thick eyebrows were tightly tightened, even the sniper couldn't hide his shock: "This..."

Yan Yan confirmed to the technician in a low voice, his voice was hoarse: "Xiao Zhang, did the signal of the mouse come from him?"

The technician is far away in the duty car, and there is no way to confirm the situation at the scene, but he can use professional technology to guarantee 100%: "Yes, the target is close."

Yan Yan clenched his back teeth, and he heard himself gritting his teeth slightly: "Damn, what a coincidence."

They have all seen pictures of rats, with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, and a big black mole on the side of the mouth. The person who suddenly appeared in front of them is definitely not a rat, so who could it be?

"What should I do?" the team member asked, and Yan Yanhan said in a voice, "Catch him back to the game."

After speaking, he rushed out of the corner first, grabbed the young man, put on handcuffs before the other party could react, and threw it to the team members behind him.

The man frowned slightly, before he had time to ask what he was doing, he took the police car to the police comrades.

"Before the mouse passed the obstacle, the sniper observed him, so the mouse must still be around here." Yan Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Lock the surrounding area and investigate from house to house!"

"Yes!"

As expected of a mouse, a mouse can escape for a month in a row in a net all over the country.

This opportunity was lost, and the inter-provincial joint action team lost the whereabouts of the rat again.

At 26:[-] a.m., the corridor outside the interrogation room of the Criminal Police Detachment of Ningbei City Public Security Bureau.

Yan Yan threw himself into the corridor seat, exhaled heavily, crossed his hands, leaned his upper body forward, resting his elbows on his knees, staring at the snow-white tiles opposite with sharp-edged eyes, with a serious and thoughtful expression.

Yan Yan of the Municipal Criminal Police Detachment, 30 years old, was transferred from the central government to the Ningbei Public Security Bureau two years ago and served as the head of the Municipal Criminal Police Detachment.

This was about the first time that Yan Yan led someone in person, but he was in vain.

Chewing gum, technician Zhang Ke brought the tablet over and handed it to him: "Team Yan, information."

Yan Yan reached out to take it, and on it was the profile of a young man who suddenly appeared today: Yan Su, male, Han nationality, 26 years old, ID number, and basic resume are all on it.

A very ordinary person who was born, went to school, and graduated in this city.

"Opening a bakery, next to Ningbei Film School." Zhang Ke sat down beside Yan Yan, stroked his chin and clicked his tongue: "No matter how you look at it, they are all ordinary people."

"We have greeted the people in that building in advance, and the scene is completely sealed off. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to show up at that point." Yan Yan closed the tablet. The information on it is of no value.

After a while, the iron door of the interrogation room opened, and the interrogator Xiao Liu came out holding the interrogation notes, handed them to Yan Yan, shook his head and said, "I can't ask, Captain Yan, I'm afraid you will have to do it yourself."

"Dead duck?" Yan Yan flipped through his notes and asked casually.

Xiao Liu chuckled, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "If it is really a dead duck, we can still pull out a hair from him. He is a piece of iron."

Yan Yan laughed and stuffed the note back into Xiao Liu's arms.

The 1.9-meter tall man stood up from the seat, very intimidating, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, his arms are muscular, but not exaggerated, his shoulders are wide and his legs are long, his chest and abdominal muscles are tight under a tight vest, he has a cut head, and he is black. The hair looks like a pain in the ass.

Xiao Liu said: "He has Mouse's usual communication phone on him, which is also the one we have been monitoring. There is no fingerprint on him, so we can't confirm that he took Mouse's mobile phone on his own initiative. It may be that Mouse gave it to him on the way to escape. .”

"Mice's mobile phone is on him, so the signal I received from the mobile phone is actually from this person?" Zhang Ke bared his teeth: "They really have nothing to do with each other?"

Xiao Liu shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't ask, and it doesn't matter if you don't ask. He doesn't say anything."

"We have no evidence." Xiao Liu added: "It cannot prove that he has something to do with mice."

"Ordinary people can't be detained for more than 24 hours without evidence." Yan Yan clasped his hands, twisted his wrist, the bones collided and creaked softly, and he raised his eyebrows: "It depends on what can be taken out of his mouth in these 24 hours .”

Before the words finished, Yan Yan opened the iron door of the interrogation room and walked in.

The man sat opposite the iron table, quietly, with his eyes downcast, his gaze fell on the smooth iron table, his hands were clasped in front of him, and his posture was extremely relaxed.

It was as if, instead of being interrogated, he was a movie star walking on the set, so comfortable and leisurely that one wanted to make him a cup of tea.

In fact, Yan Yan even asked, "Are you thirsty?"

The man raised his eyelids, looked at him lightly, and said calmly, "I'm not thirsty, thank you."

The voice is also strangely pleasant, clear, and the eyes are also very clear.

Yan Yan stared at him calmly, just looking at his appearance is indeed very exciting, there is a kind of extremely heroic beauty that belongs to men, and it is estimated that he has harmed many little girls.

Yan Yan leaned back, adjusted his sitting posture, extended his legs, and put his hands in his trouser pockets.

Yan Dui sat there, he was a tall man with a bandit air, if he didn't wear a police uniform, if he was said to be the leader of a bandit, no one would believe him.He just stared at Yan Su with a half-smile, as if he was not in a hurry to pry his mouth open immediately.

Interrogation is not only a questioning, but also a psychological game.

Just like a master's move, the one who is eager to make the first move often loses without any pants left.

Yan Yan's posture shows that he has plenty of time to spend with Yan Su until the other party speaks.

If it were another person, it would definitely cause psychological pressure because of the interrogator's easy-going posture, but Yan Su in front of him seemed to be indifferent.

"Tell me why it's there." Yan Yan folded his arms.

He didn't wear a police uniform jacket, but a black close-fitting vest on his upper body. Because his arms were bent, his brachialis muscles were tense and raised, and he had wheat-colored skin. Among adult males, such a posture was extremely oppressive.

"Passing by." Yan Su replied concisely.

"Oh..." Yan Yan repeated with a smile: "Passing by. Where is the mobile phone, who gave it to you?" He pointed to the evidence bag on the table, which was the mobile phone of the mouse they monitored.

Old-fashioned straight machine.

Yan Su followed his fingers to look, and opened his mouth: "I don't know."

A young policeman would be irritated by Yan Su's reticent attitude, but Yan Yan still folded his arms and looked at ease. He flipped through the photo of the mouse and pushed it in front of Yan Su.

"Look, do you know him?" Yan Yan asked with a smile.

This time, Yan Su didn't look at the picture of the sly eyebrow, but narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at him like Yan Yan looked at him.

For a moment, Yan Yan had the illusion that the person opposite seemed to be observing him as well.

Yan Yan put away his leisurely and playful posture, sat upright, clasped his fingers on the iron table, and stared intently at Yan Su.

"I don't know." Yan Su's answer did not exceed Yan Yan's expectations, but Yan Su said something more rarely: "Passing by, I remember."

Yan Yan clenched his hands tightly, and said in a deep voice, "You said you passed by him, didn't you?"

"Ah."

"tonight?"

Yan Su nodded.

"What's his name?" Yan Yan's voice was hoarse.

The incandescent lights in the interrogation room dazzled so much that people could not keep their eyes open. In the narrow room, the air was tightened in the cramped environment. The room was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling on the ground, and the breathing became more and more heavy and slow.

After asking this question, it took a while before Yan Su answered slowly: "I don't know."

"You know him," Yan Yan stood up, put two fingers on the edge of the table, leaned forward with his upper body, and pressed down slightly, "You know his name."

Yan Su took a deep breath, and after a long time, maybe 30 seconds, maybe a minute, he finally opened his mouth and said very slowly: "I want to see Duan Jingsheng."

Yan Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his pupils shrank.

Duan Jingsheng, former head of the criminal police detachment of the Ningbei Public Security Bureau.

In Yan Su's information, the two had no intersection at all.

What does the owner of the bakery have to do with Duan Jingsheng?