part-time profiler

Not only did Yan Yan not delete the gardenia photo, he even secretly recovered it from the recent deletion.

Of course, this kind of behavior must be hidden from Yan Su.

In the photo, Yan Su was looking sideways at him, with a few strands of long hair hanging down naturally on his forehead, because Yan Su lowered his head slightly, his chestnut hair covered his cheeks, revealing his well-shaped eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, and lips indistinctly.

Behind his head is the snow-white gardenia that Yan Yan put on his arm.

Midsummer, white flowers, beauty, strong fragrance.

Yan Su in the photo, from a certain angle, looks like Yan Yan's first love who can no longer remember his face.

A strange and subtle feeling came to Yan Yan's heart, but it was only for a moment.

The case is urgent and cannot be delayed. The murderer may commit another crime at any time.

There was an interval of three weeks between the killing of Xue Lingling and the killing of Huang Shengyong, but there was only a week between the death of Huang Shengyong and the strangulation of Ma Chao.

The shortening of the crime cycle clearly shows that the murderer's desire to kill is high.

"The murderer tends to strangle the victim, but in his first case, he stabbed the deceased Xue Lingling to death with a knife, and dumped the body in an inaccessible mountain area. I think this is his first crime."

Yan Su and Yan Yan walked back to the main office of the detachment side by side. Yan Su was out of breath, and he could hear him trying to hold on, trying to finish his opinion: "As for the second case, Huang Shengyong, there are stab wounds and injuries at the same time. Stretch marks are two signs of injury, and the killer hesitated between these two modus operandi."

"Stabbing to death is easier than strangling to death. He was determined to kill and stabbed Huang Shengyong, but felt that this would not achieve the death method he expected, so he chose to strangle the victim instead."

"The last Ma Chao case," Yan Su paused, took a breath, and continued, "In this case, with the previous two experiences, he chose to strangle Ma Chao without hesitation. For this method of killing, Use di|ether to stun Ma Chao so that he can strangle him to death."

"Tie something around Xue Lingling's neck. She has already stabbed Huang Shengyong, but she still has to strangle him to death. She strangled Ma Chao, who is stronger than herself. There are all signs that strangle this action." Yan Su raised his hands and gestured at his own neck. , "For the murderer, it has special meaning."

Stepping into the Public Security Building of the Municipal Bureau, the cold air from the air-conditioning blows toward the face, freeing him from the scorching sun, and Yan Yan suddenly wakes up a lot.

But Yan Su's face turned even paler, as pale as paper, and his lips had no blood at all.

He even shivered as soon as the air conditioner at the door blew. Yan Su walked a few steps, his legs were weak, and he stood in front of the large screen with mountains and flowing water in the hall on the first floor, holding onto the edge of the screen.

Yan Yan recalled what Duan Jingsheng said that Yan Su had been seriously injured and almost died.

He couldn't help but pull one of Yan Su's arms, put the other arm around his back, put his arms around Yan Su halfway, and helped him into the reception room.

Yan Su sat down on the cushioned chair, his upper body tilted as if unable to support him, his head pressed against the wall covered with white tiles, his hands clasped in front of him, his fingertips trembling slightly, his slender and thick feathers Eyelashes fluttered with breathing.

"Uncomfortable?" Yan Yan took the paper cup to the water dispenser and poured him a cup of warm water.

"A little bit." Yan Su replied softly.

The voice was too soft, like a feather, light and weightless, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was as angry as a gossamer.

Yan Yan walked up to Yan Su and sat down, and handed him the paper cup.

"Thank you." Yan Su took it, and hugged it between his clasped hands, without drinking, just hugged it like that.

When handing warm water to Yan Su, Yan Yan touched the other's fingertips, it was cold, it was clearly summer, but Yan Su's whole body was as cold as in winter.

Yan Yan frowned, his face sank like water, he stared at the paper cup in Yan Su's hand, as if feeling something.

He got up and took the water again with a disposable paper cup, this time it was boiling hot water, and he felt hot even through the paper cup.

Yan Yan brought boiling water to Yan Su.

Yan Su raised his eyelids, his eyes flickered, and he dodged a little, but he didn't reject Yan Yan's kindness, holding the disposable paper cup full of water, he let out a long breath.

"Cold chills?"

"Ah."

Yan Yan was silent, and Yan Su didn't speak.

Yan Su always cherishes words like gold, even if he is sitting there sickly, he is as cold as ice, unwilling to talk too much with others.

Ever since Yan Yan learned about Yan Su's past from Duan Jingsheng, his attitude towards this person has changed, and he no longer treats him like a suspect. After all, Yan Su is a senior policeman who has performed important tasks, and Yan Yan has no doubts about him. With respect.

This respect, one is respect, the other is respect, people get cautious about these two words.

Yan Su didn't speak, and Yan Yan couldn't find anything to say except the case, so he kept silent by coincidence.

"You go to handle the case first." Yan Su said suddenly.

Yan Yan raised his head and raised his eyebrows, his eyes clearly said, can you do it alone?

"I'm fine." Yan Su looked dull.

"Success, let Xiao Liu accompany you."

"Need not."

Yan Yan stared at him deeply. Three seconds later, Yan Yan got up and walked out of the reception room. Before closing the door, he said to him, "Wait a minute, I'll take you back after I explain the matter."

Yan Su lowered his eyes and nodded.

After Yan Yan left, Yan Su was the only one left in the reception room, and the surroundings were empty, which was most conducive to thinking.

Nothing happened at all, Yan Su stared at the paper cup in his hand, shook it slightly, and pondered a question over and over in his mind: the murderer usually has a lot of contact with minors, he is not a teacher, he is in the low-level service industry, what kind of job does he do?

If the occupation of the murderer can be judged, it will be of great help to the progress of the case.

There was a window on the wall he leaned against, and outside the window was the boulevard behind the public security building, and people passed by from time to time.

Yan Yan opened the window when he left, and the hot air from the window rushed into the room, making Yan Su feel better. He stretched out his hand, just enough to touch the blazing sunlight outside the window.

The golden light sprinkled on the white and reddish palm, very warm.

Yan Su was a little lost in thought.

Two middle-aged policemen passed by the window, and their voices just brought him back from his distracted consciousness——

"Old Li, it seems that you are in a bad mood. Why, are you arguing with your wife again?"

"Hey, no. Don't mention it, damn it, I don't worry less about messing things up for the children, you little bastard skipped class and went online, and caught a ready-made one for their teacher!" The middle-aged man was helpless: "The head teacher invites the parents, and invites me there , in front of all the teachers in the office, give me a harsh criticism."

The police colleague next to him was not without sympathy: "Your boy, is he in junior high school?"

"Elementary school." Lao Li took the cigarette handed by his colleague, took a big puff, and exhaled light blue smoke: "I said that these Internet cafes are not easy to be rectified, and minors are allowed in, no matter what! "

The two said something else, but the two policemen drifted away, and Yan Su couldn't hear clearly.

He suddenly understood something and stood up.

Yan Yan just pushed the door open and came in: "Boss Yan, wait a long time, I'll take you back now."

"Wait," Yan Su said suddenly, "I want to read the transcript again."

Yan Yan noticed that his expression was unusually serious, and he might have noticed something, so he nodded immediately: "What textual report?"

"The testimony of the deceased teacher's classmate."

Yan Yan saw that his complexion had softened a lot, his face was no longer as pale as paper, and his lips had turned red, so he nodded and led Yan Su into the big office.

A group of rough men in the office only hated that the temperature of the air conditioner was not low enough. Yan Su felt cold when he stepped in with one foot.

There was an extra coat beside him, Yan Su turned his head, Yan Yan was holding the police uniform coat in his hand, and smiled: "Mine, it's a bit too big, put it on, it's clean, it was washed last time, and I haven't worn it yet. "

Yan Su's eyes moved down, staring at the dark blue police uniform, as if he was in deep thought, his eyes filled with vague memories, he reached out to take the police uniform.

"It looks good in a police uniform," Yan Yan gave him a thumbs up, and praised him, "He is energetic."

Yan Su was speechless.

Zheng Lin came over with the written record and put it in front of Yan Su. He was a little surprised to see that he was wearing a police uniform, and then looked at Yan Yan.

Yan Yan lifted his chin lightly: "Mine, let him wear it. Boss Yan has a cold and cannot turn on the air conditioner."

"Oh." Zheng Lin turned to Yan Su and said, "It's all here."

Yan Su sat down and began to flip through the materials. He read things very quickly, with ten lines at a glance. Before Yan Yan finished reading the first two lines, Yan Su turned the page.

Comrade Yan Yan sadly gave up the idea of ​​checking the information with Yan Su.

Team Yan thought he couldn't keep up with the genius's speed, so he waited quietly for the result.

After a while, all the curious criminal policemen gathered around Yan Su, looking through the files in desperation.

"Internet cafe." Yan Su tidied up the last piece of A4 paper and looked up at Yan Yan: "Almost everyone mentioned one point. The deceased often skipped classes to go to Internet cafes, played games and watched dramas, and hung out with bad boys in Internet cafes."

The murderer is engaged in the low-level service industry and has contact with a large number of minors. He is very likely to work in an Internet cafe!

Yan Yan's expression froze, and he turned around and asked, "How many Internet cafes are there in the West District?"

Holding the notebook, Zhang Ke immediately replied: "There are four in total! They are all near the school!"

Yan Yan nodded, and gave an order: "Take the victim's photo, visit separately, and start now!"

"Wait." Yan Su called to stop them: "Wear private clothes, don't wear police uniforms, don't startle the snakes."

The detectives split up, and the office was mostly empty in an instant.

Yan Yan pointed outside the door: "Send you back by the way?"

"Not yet, I'll be with you."

"Visiting is time-consuming and strenuous, is your body able to handle it?"

Yan Su nodded.

Yan Yan looked at him, from head to foot, then from foot to head, and smiled: "Okay, just follow me, I will watch you."

Among the four Internet cafes, He Wei Liu Bin visited one, Shen Jia and Zheng Lin went to one, and Yan Su and Yan Yan went to the remaining two.

Zhang Ke sent the address of the Internet cafe to the mobile phones used by several people for contact.

Yan Su stared at the map on the phone screen, drew a triangle between the three schools with his fingertips, pointed to the Internet cafe in the center and said, "Go to this one first."

Yan Yan looked down, and it happened to be between the schools where the three victims were located.

No. 42 Shacao Street, Blue Shark Internet Cafe, the storefront is dilapidated.

The oilcloth outside the Internet cafe was poked holes, various graffiti were drawn with watercolor pens, and there were small advertisements with stamps and certificates in black fonts, and small yellow advertisements scattered on the cement brick floor.

Blue Shark Internet Cafe is located in a small alley surrounded by several residential buildings. The interior of the shop is very dark, and a few swear words can be heard from time to time.

Yan Yan parked the Mercedes-Benz in the white parking line a little far away, turned to look at Yan Su: "Are you waiting in the car?"

"With you." Yan Su pushed the car door open.

The two walked into the Internet cafe one after the other.