part-time profiler

Put the male body into a body bag and send it to the funeral parlor, leaving a few people to continue to investigate the scene, Yan Yan asked the rest to go back to the bureau first, and after they had arranged tasks, they turned around with arms akimbo.

Yan Su didn't leave, and glanced at the direction of the park gate from time to time, expressionless and thoughtful.

"Boss Yan, what's up, what did you think of?" Yan Yan asked standing in front of him.

Yan Su took half a step back calmly, leaning his back against the trunk of the pine tree, rolled his eyelids, and asked flatly, "What do you think it looks like?"

"This is not the scene of the first crime. There are no traces of fighting around. The male corpse is 1.8 meters tall. The murderer should be an adult male. There are no fingerprints and the damage to the face shows that the murderer does not want people to recognize his identity."

Yan Su shook his head, Yan Yan was curious: "What's wrong?"

"Fingerprints, were the murderers destroying them?" Yan Su said softly, and Yan Yan thought for a while: "It doesn't seem like it should have been burned for a while, and the flesh has completely healed."

Yan Su: "Who would burn fingerprints?"

Yan Yan was stunned for a moment: "Usually criminals engaged in underground activities will burn their fingerprints in order not to leave identifiable fingerprints at the crime scene, making it more difficult for the police to identify."

After Yan Yan finished speaking, he looked back at the big tree where the male corpse was kneeling, and suddenly said: "This male corpse is most likely a fugitive."

"A fugitive usually has a DNA record, and it is not difficult to find out his identity. The murderer's destruction of his face should not be just to cover up the identity of the deceased."

Yan Yan nodded, looking at Yan Su with curiosity and admiration in his eyes.

"The corpse was deliberately placed in a kneeling position after death. Have you found the genitals?"

"No." Yan Yan crossed his hips, wondering: "You suspect that the genitals were destroyed by the murderer? Why did he do that?"

"Destroy the face, remove the reproductive organs, sprinkle yogurt symbolizing semen, and kneel down," Yan Su pointed out a few key words, and said meaningfully: "There is a kind of obscenity that treats a male corpse as a woman." feel."

"..." Yan Yan shuddered: "It's kind of you to say that."

Yan Su changed the subject: "Primitives have reproductive worship plots."

With a headache, Yan Yan thought of the "Reproductive Worship" that Yan Su spread out at the last study session, and smiled resignedly: "It has something to do with this?"

"In the original concept, men sprinkled their semen on the crops, thinking that it could promote the fertilization of the crops and promote a good harvest."

Yan Yan: "...you've been researching all kinds of messes all day long."

Yan Su folded his arms, his face full of indifference: "This is a way to show male strength,"

Yan Yan: "...so."

"So the murderer created an obscene ritual, sprinkled symbolic yogurt on the body of the male whose genitals were destroyed, to show that he was stronger than the other party. Usually, a person who expresses such a strong desire shows his own strength in this aspect Most flawed."

In a few words, he made a brief profile of the murderer.

"Adult male, between 30 and 50 years old, about 1.8 meters tall, not low in social status, heterosexual, infertile, and with genital defects." Yan Su turned to look at him: "After talking, I can go Yet."

Yan Yan stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets, and thought to himself, I'll be good, I'm not much more reliable than the so-called Bricks in the bureau.

He cheekily said with a smile: "Don't worry, Boss Yan, follow me to another place. As a member of the masses, it is our duty to come from the masses, go to the masses, and serve the masses." Right."

Yan Su: "..."

"Let's go, Boss Yan, do me a little favor, and I'll give you an award later, a lot of outstanding citizens!" Yan Yan coaxed and lied, with an expression that was more serious than a trafficker who tricked a child with a bunch of candied haws.

Comrade Yan Yan finally abducted the outstanding citizens into the police car, Yan Su sat in the co-pilot, and the head of the criminal police detachment drove the car himself, stepped on the gas pedal, and the police car galloped towards the former machine tool factory staff dormitory.

Room 206 has been sealed off, and two policemen on duty are guarding the door.

Comrades from the police knew Yan Yan, but they didn't know Yan Su, the vase behind him, and asked curiously, "Captain Yan, this is it?"

"Oh, the new foreign aid in our bureau," Yan Yan made a good suggestion and arranged for Yan Su's identity, "Southeast Asia...not, European foreign aid."

The police looked at each other, and Yan Yan led Yan Su into the place where the rat was found.

"Wang Weiqiang, the major suspect in the cross-border child abduction case, we all call him a mouse. You passed by that night. The day after you escaped from the arrest, you kidnapped Mao Xinyuan, a 12-year-old girl who has been hiding here. When we rushed over, Mouse and Mao Xinyuan were gone. We suspected that he had an accomplice, and that he was someone inside the police station, secretly sending messages to Mouse."

Yan Yan gave Yan Su a brief overview of the current case, but Yan Su kept his eyes down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Yan suspected that he was distracted, so he reached out and shook Yan Su's eyes: "Boss Yan?"

"Are you sure it's a mouse?" Yan Su raised his eyes and asked, Yan Yan nodded: "The DNA extracted from the physical examination materials shows that there are mice and Mao Xinyuan."

"Who else?"

Yan Yan pondered for a while, and replied: "There is another person whose information has not been compared in our DNA library."

"This person is an accomplice." Yan Su said.Yan Yan nodded.

"Mice blackmailed him twice, but the tone is quite different, which means there is a contradiction between Mouse and his accomplice. What contradiction?" Yan Su thought.

Yan Yan led him to the bedroom: "We suspect that the purpose of the mouse is money, but the accomplice is not. He has other plans, so there is a conflict between the two."

The projector has been sent back to the bureau as material forensics, and the rest are basically on site and kept as they are.

Yan Su noticed the girl's clothes on the window sill at a glance, and frowned suddenly, with loathing in his eyes, and even his cheeks tightened a bit.

Yan Yan silently watched his changes.

Yan Su didn't have much expression on the vase, it was Yan Yan's first time seeing such strong disgust, and he asked curiously, "Boss Yan, what did you find?"

"The bedroom is neatly arranged and the living room is messy, which means that the accomplice and the mouse are clearly separated. The mouse is always in the living room, while the accomplice is in the bedroom with the little girl..."

What are you doing in your bedroom?

The two had the same uneasy guess in their hearts.

Yan Su was stunned for a while, then suddenly came back to his senses: "Where is the projector, I want to see it."

Yan Yan drove Yan Su back to the police station.

Yan Su didn't talk much in the first place. Along the way, he folded his arms and turned his head to look out of the car window. The tall buildings retreated one by one.

The sun is shining brightly, the sky is cloudless, and the city shines brightly under the light, and no one knows how much darkness lurks behind it.

"We will definitely be able to rescue Mao Xinyuan." Yan Yan rolled his eyelids and glanced at Yan Su's side cheek in the front mirror.

Yan Su didn't speak, and closed his eyes to rest silently.

Yan Yan turned off the car radio, and 10 minutes later, the two arrived at the city bureau.

When Zhang Ke saw Yan Su, he was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped to the ground. When he looked at their strict team again, he was so cold as to treat the other party as a suspect. He politely invited Yan Su into the technical investigation office.

"Quick," urged Uncle Yan, "make room for our European foreign aid."

Zhang Ke moved a bench for Yan Su, full of curiosity, what happened to Boss Yan, and his attitude towards Yan Su was completely different.

Zhang Ke has extracted the content played by the projector and stored it in the computer folder. After hesitating for a while, he handed the earphone to Yan Su, clicked to play, then got up and said to Yan Yan: "I'm going to the bathroom, this thing is disgusting, I don't want to Watch it a second time."

Yan Yan patted him on the shoulder, expressing his understanding: "Go."

Yan Su sat upright, his upper body straightened, the computer screen shone on his face, Yan Su's eyeballs reflected a lewd | promiscuous image.

"Daddy..." the little girl in the earphones trembled, tempting the middle-aged man: "Give it to me."

Yan Su didn't finish watching, took off his earphones, stood up and said, "He's teaching."

"What?" Yan Yan didn't respond.

"In this film, the man spent a very long time to lure the little girl to have sex | desire, and kept comforting her, telling her that this kind of unreasonable situation is normal. He is teaching her." Yan Su picked up Mouse mobilization progress bar: "The final result is irrelevant."

The whole film is 10 minutes long, it took half an hour to teach foreplay, and it took no more than 10 minutes to get on base.

Perhaps in that cramped and cramped bedroom filled with sour odor, that man tirelessly played this film to Mao Xinyuan, supplemented by psychological inducement, so that a 12-year-old underage girl with a weak will would climb onto him on her own initiative .

Yan Yan's face looked disheveled: "It's perverted enough."

"Who has such a strong desire to teach?" Zhang Ke suddenly appeared at the door.

"Teacher, hypnotist, psychological counseling expert..." Yan Yan casually listed a few, and the more he said, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he looked back at Yan Su, who also looked at him.

"The social status is not low." Yan Su emphasized, Yan Yan's expression was dignified.

Zhang Ke didn't understand why, his eyes wandered back and forth between the two.

Fierce footsteps sounded in the corridor, Zheng Lin hurried over, panting and pushed open the door: "Old Yan, the identity of the male corpse was confirmed this morning, through DNA comparison, it was found that it was a rat, the major suspect in the cross-border child trafficking case, Wang Weiqiang !"

"Grass." Yan Yan and Zhang Ke spoke in unison.

The result didn't seem to be beyond Yan Su's expectation. He opened his mouth and said in a calm tone, "The accomplice, or the principal culprit, because the conflict between the two has intensified, so he acted first and killed the mouse."

Zhang Ke was dumbfounded: "Then, what should we do now?"

The mouse line was broken, and the whereabouts of the real culprit and the kidnapped Mao Xinyuan were unknown. The situation was like a derailed train roaring away in an unknown direction.

Yan Yan gritted his teeth and quickly commanded: "Immediately investigate the case together. It is the same person who picked up Mao Xinyuan, played educational child porn|porn, and killed the mouse!"

Yan Yan patted the table: "He is in the police force, and his social status is not low. He is male, heterosexual, aged between 30 and 50, about 1.8 meters tall, has a good relationship with Mao Xinyuan's parents, has reproductive worship plots, and is engaged in teaching, hypnosis. Teachers, psychological counselors and other related occupations.”

Yan Su added: "There are ejaculation disorders, a history of seeing a doctor in a male-specialized hospital, unmarried or married without children, family relations are not harmonious, and a narcissistic personality."

Yan Yan's falcon-like eyes shot at Zhang Ke: "The keywords you want are here."

Zhang Ke rushed back to the computer desk, typed on the program to start the search.