criminal profiling

If it is true that God does not exist, then it is necessary to create one.

--Voltaire

The volume of the music was adjusted to a very low level, as if it came from a distance, like a clear spring flowing gently.

Except for the music playing in a loop, there was no other sound in the whole house, and clothes and sundries were randomly thrown on the sofa or even on the ground.The kitchen was even more chaotic, the stove had obviously not been cleaned for a long time, the sink was clogged, with yellow oil floating, and used dishes and dishes were stacked inside.

On the dining table, food was spilled all over the place, and a few empty plates were thrown here and there.On the only chair, an out-of-shape person leaned his head up against the back of the chair, with his eyes open, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Both hands and feet were tied to the chair, with deep red marks from the strangulation, and the mouth was opened very wide, stuffed with unswallowed food.

There was no sound in the room, only a slightly sad male voice kept singing:

"people talking without speaking,

People hearing without listening,

People writing songs that never share”

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After receiving the alarm, Shi Ke quickly took people to the scene.Although he already knew on the phone that this incident was unusual, Shi Ke was still taken aback when he saw the dead body.

When the forensic department was taking pictures to collect evidence, Shi Ke was meditating outside with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Team Shi, do you think he ate too much and died from it?" Xu Jie approached Shi Ke, lowered his voice and pretended to be mysterious.Shi Ke's reaction was to kick him, and said angrily:

"I think you are exhausted. Have you finished investigating the scene?"

Xu Jie smiled and dodged, not afraid of the captain's majesty at all, "I have checked everything that needs to be checked. I'm not afraid of hindering the work of the colleagues in the forensic department. I moved the place."

Although Xu Jie has been with Shi Ke for a year, he is still young and quite a clever kid.It's just that he always talks nonsense and loves to talk nonsense. Shi Ke intends to take him well, but he is usually stricter with him.Hearing what he said, he casually asked him a question:

"Now that the investigation is over, tell me, how did the murderer kill?"

"Uh," Xu Jie scratched the back of his head, not joking, and honestly stated his observations, "Based on the items in the house, the deceased should live alone. There are no obvious signs of fighting, so it is very likely that he is the murderer." Tricked into opening the door, then subdued the dead man while he was not paying attention, and then committed murder."

Shi Ke listened calmly, neither saying right nor wrong.After taking two puffs of the cigarette and flicking the ash, he commented on the slow mouth: "You are all nonsense, if you say it, it means you didn't say it."

"Team Shi—" Xu Jie yelled aggrievedly, Shi Ke felt a chill and couldn't help shaking.

"It's useless to call 'live team'. Tell me how you haven't made any progress after studying for so long. This crime scene looks like the murderer deliberately put it on for people to see. You didn't turn a corner. crashed in."

Xu Jie yelled in disbelief, "Then Team Shi, who do you think the murderer is?"

Shi Ke took one last puff of his cigarette, pressed the cigarette butt to the sole of his shoe, and threw his hand into the trash can not far ahead.He looked into the room—the body had been untied from the chair and stuffed into the black body bag.Shi Ke's voice was deep and low:

"The murderer is an acquaintance of the deceased. At least, he has known the deceased."

Xu Jie's eyes widened in surprise, with admiration in his eyes, "Team Shi, how do you know?"

Shi Ke glanced at him, did not answer directly, but said inscrutablely, "I just learned a little bit, the real experts will come soon."

In the airport lobby where people are coming and going, a young man held his mobile phone to his ear and listened carefully to the voice on the other end of the phone.Compared to other people who came and went in a hurry, this young man seemed very quiet. Even in the noisy airport hall, his demeanor and demeanor gave people a sense of tranquility, tranquility and beauty.

"I can find it myself, you don't have to worry. Well, I know, don't worry. No, the unit has a dormitory, and I live in a dormitory. Okay, I will visit you as soon as I have time." I don't know what the other end of the phone said, The young man fell silent, and after a while, he spoke again, his voice lowered.

"I was originally a person. I have been able to take care of myself after so many years abroad, and I can do it now."

The young man quietly listened to a few words from the person on the other end of the phone, some beautiful eyebrows stretched out, his voice was soft and soft, and he sounded very cute.

"Okay, teacher, goodbye."

Shi Ke returned to the bureau and called the people below to discuss the case.This was already the second homicide case this month, and the way of death was equally bizarre. They had worked overtime for a week, but there was no progress in the case. Shi Ke himself, including himself, couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Danteng City hadn't seen such a strange case for several years. Even in the heyday of crime, such unique killing methods were rare.And the person who can think of such a murder method and successfully implement it must be a pervert.

Could it be that Danteng City is about to usher in a period of rampant perverts again?

"Hello, is Officer Scott here?"

The clear voice interrupted Shi Ke's wild thoughts. He turned his head to look at the door, and suddenly felt his eyes light up.

Standing at the door was a handsome-looking young man—or a big boy, who looked no older than 20 years old and was very well-behaved, but his expression was a little cold.

Refreshing hair, a slight curl on the forehead, and a pair of black jewel-like eyes embedded under the long eyelashes, looking at you coldly, like a cool breeze blowing after the spring rain.He was wearing a plaid shirt, a camel sweater, and light blue skinny jeans to give full play to the advantages of his long legs.

The young man held a light blue suitcase in his hand, and stood there quietly, facing the scrutinizing eyes of the whole room, without any discomfort.

"Yes, I'm Shi Ke, and you are—" After looking calmly, Shi Ke asked politely, although he had already guessed the identity of the person coming.

The young man took a fixed look at Shi Ke, those beautiful eyes were filled with a clear light, Shi Ke felt a little cool on his body, as if he was being seen through.

He looked calm, and he was not at all tired after a long journey. He had a calmness that he didn't have at his age, and lacked the publicity that young people should have.His speaking speed was not fast, his voice had the clarity of a young man, but when he lowered his voice, there was a trace of alienation and coldness.He looked at Shi Ke and said seriously:

"Hi, I'm Zhuang Sheng."

The discussion was temporarily interrupted due to Zhuang Sheng's arrival. In order to express his apology for not sending someone to pick him up, Shi Ke personally sent Zhuang Sheng to the dormitory.

"Dr. Zhuang, take a good rest. Call me if you need anything. Come to the bureau tomorrow to report, and then I will introduce you to everyone."

Shi Ke bid farewell and left, Zhuang Sheng stood quietly in the middle of the room for a while, looking around the whole room, there were only simple furnishings, and it was fairly clean.He looked at the room silently, and after a while, he lowered his eyes slightly, with a sad and happy expression on his face.

Early the next morning, Zhuang Sheng came to the police station and went straight to the criminal investigation team's office.The first thing he saw when he walked in was not the police officer sleeping on his stomach on the table, but the photos and case analysis posted on the whiteboard.

Two photos were taken at the scene at first glance. One thought it was a lump of charcoal, but it was actually a person who had been burned into charcoal; the other was taken facing the front, lying on a chair with eyes wide open and mouth open. Open, as if shouting something silently.

Zhang Shiyu, female, 25 years old, time of death: March 3, cause of death: excessive smoke inhalation;

Jiang Wei, male, 26 years old, time of death: March 3, cause of death: gastric rupture.

A question mark was drawn below, and it was written that "no correlation was found, and the possibility of two murderers committing the crime cannot be ruled out."

"It is still uncertain whether it is the same murderer, the modus operandi is different, and the two deceased have no intersection. The reason why the two murders are put together is that the time is too close. Although the crime rate in Danteng City is quite high , but it is rare for two murderers to commit crimes at the same time in a week."

Zhuang Sheng turned around and saw a middle-aged man in his forties, with gray hair, a serious expression, and a pair of shrewd and deep eyes.Zhuang Sheng saw the opponent's badge with the words "Kong Dongning" written on it, and he knew that this was the captain of the criminal investigation team.

"Captain Kong."

Kong Dongning nodded, walked around Zhuang Sheng to the whiteboard, stared at the photo on it silently for a while, and asked without looking back:

"See what?"

Zhuang Sheng pursed his lips, and said firmly, "The murderer is the same person."

Kong Dongning asked casually, but he didn't expect him to give such an answer. He turned around in a little surprise, looked at the serious face of the young rookie, and asked curiously, "Why?"

Zhuang Sheng paused, and gave an answer that surprised Kong Dongning again, "Intuition."

Kong Dongning was stunned for a moment, his face softened suddenly, he smiled and said, "You remind me of someone." He didn't say who it was, but just looked at Zhuang Sheng with relief.

Zhuang Sheng seemed to know who he was talking about, his expression changed slightly, his eyes turned cold, he pursed his lips tightly, and said with a bit of stubbornness:

"I'm not him."