criminal profiling

At the moment when they saw the situation in the cave, everyone temporarily lost their voices.Especially Wang Lin, she was completely dumbfounded, she felt that she must have been blindfolded for too long, and she was dumbfounded—otherwise, why would she see the hallucination of someone telling a fairy tale to a corpse?

However, the voice is still the familiar voice, and the story is still the familiar story.Just close your eyes, just like what happened in the cave these two days.

Wang Lin couldn't lie to herself, she closed her eyes hard, and when she opened them again, the scene in front of her didn't change at all.

When Wang Lin walked to Mo Wendong, Shi Ke was worried and followed.

"Is this Nan Nan?" Wang Lin bit her lip and asked softly.

Her arrival interrupted Mo Wendong's story, but he didn't care at all, nodded and replied with a smile, "Yes."

Wang Lin saw the smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes felt hot for some reason. She wiped her eyes vigorously, and still stared at Mo Wendong who didn't stop patting him.

The smile on the corner of Mo Wendong's mouth slowly faded, showing genuine concern. He turned his head slightly and looked at Wang Lin, "Do you like little girls?"

Wang Lin didn't know why he asked this question, she paused, nodded and answered seriously, "Fortunately, I like it if I'm obedient, but I don't like it if I'm too naughty."

Such a detailed list of answers made Shi Ke, who was listening on the sidelines, full of black lines.But Mo Wendong listened, his eyes lit up obviously, showing a relieved expression.

"Nannan is very obedient and very obedient. If she is upset, just read her the story of "Nightingale", and she will be happy again and smile at you." He stopped here and said seriously Looking at Wang Lin, there was a sincere pleading in his eyes.

"So, can you please adopt Nan Nan in the future?"

Someone is holding a corpse and saying to you, please adopt this child in my arms in the future.Anyone else would probably feel a little creepy.

Wang Lin didn't know whether it was because she had been with this corpse for a long time without being able to see it for the past two days, or for some other reason. After listening to Mo Wendong's request, not only did she not feel scared, but her eyes turned red and tears "washed" "It fell down.

"She is your sister, why should I adopt it?" Wang Lin cried.

Mo Wendong's expression was very calm, because he felt that he made Wang Lin cry, and there was a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"Because I'm about to die." He said calmly, without any fear or resentment, "After I die, Nan Nan will not be taken care of. It's very pitiful. She won't be able to survive."

Pausing for a moment, his eyes swept over everyone in the cave, and finally settled on Wang Lin, who was sobbing and crying, with deeper apology in his eyes.

"I know it's hard work. I've persisted for eight years and I've reached my limit. If—if it's too much, you can give up, because I don't know if it's good for Nannan to continue living in such a world or not. not good."

"What's wrong with this kind of world? It's just that the air is a little worse, the pollution is a little more serious, and I don't pay the police uncle when I pick up money, and there is no one to help the old lady cross the road-but even so, I will grow up well. At the age of 24, why can't I live?"

Wang Lin was crying so hard that she was out of breath, and she didn't feel afraid at all when she saw the small corpse in Mo Wendong's arms.

Scott: "..."

In an obviously heavy atmosphere, when the girl cried, she suddenly didn't know what expression to put on.

Also, the two of them talked about it for a long time, but neither of them felt that there was anything wrong.

Mo Wendong looked at Wang Lin indulgently, as if looking at his grown-up sister.

"You are stronger than me, so Nan Nan will be able to grow up safely and happily by following you." Mo Wendong's life slowly flowed away with his blood, and his strength dissipated little by little.He slowly closed his eyes, and his voice was full of exhaustion that could not hold on.

"I'm going to see my parents. If I don't do what I promised them, they will scold me." Mo Wendong glanced at Wang Lin for the last time, his eyelids became heavier and his limbs were filled with chills, which made him feel cold.

"Although I didn't do it well, I finally persisted for so many years. It's just that I'm tired now, I'm really tired—" He slowly closed his eyes as he said, his head fell to the side, and his hand on the bone slipped down.

"Also, I'm sorry—"

The last sentence was barely audible, and no one knew who he wanted to apologize to in the end.

Wang Lin burst into tears with a "wow", the originally sad and unspeakable atmosphere disappeared when she cried like this.Shi Ke glanced at her speechlessly, then stepped forward and leaned forward to feel the pulse on the side of Mo Wendong's neck, then turned his head and shook his head at Meng Yan.

People have died.

Shi Ke looked at Mo Xiangdong's corpse with complicated eyes, and held the small skeleton tightly until his death.The skeleton seemed to be only one or two years old - if it was really his sister, then the girl died not long after he came to this forest.

As for the cause of death, you can't think deeply, otherwise you will feel that the fate is unpredictable and the world is cold.

But as long as he thinks that Mo Wendong has been holding a corpse that is slowly decaying into bones for several years, treats it like his living sister day and night, and reads the same fairy tale every night-it makes people shudder.

Especially, thinking of the death of his parents.

Mo Wendong didn't wake up until the end, he always thought that he was in the desolate end of the world, and his parents had become monsters in his cognition before being killed by him-he didn't kill his relatives, what he killed was just to take away his parents The monster of the body.

For him, this may be the last kindness bestowed by fate.

Zhuang Sheng silently watched as Shi Ke called someone to come over to clean up the scene, and watched the girl named Wang Lin who was obviously scared but was crying while begging for the child's bones.His eyes were empty, and seemed to be covered with a touch of blood.

The murderer was found and killed, but he was not at all happy.

Maybe it's because it's not the result he wanted, or maybe it's because he knows that if he catches one, there will be more out there, free and unknown.

The cold hand was pulled up and held in the warm palm.Meng Yan turned him around by holding his shoulders, preventing him from facing the direction of the corpse, and lowered his head slightly to look into his eyes.

"Shengsheng, the case is over, I'll take you out of here."

Zhuang Sheng didn't seem to understand, and looked up at him in a daze, but there was no focus in his eyes.Meng Yan couldn't help frowning, touched his hand, and tried his forehead again, the temperature was a little low, and worry could not help but appear in his eyes.

"You said you didn't take so many roads, but chose the most difficult one. Isn't it against yourself." What seemed to be a complaint actually implied worry.Meng Yan greeted Shi Ke, and led Zhuang Sheng, who looked like a wooden man, to leave.

Every time Zhuang Sheng finished a case, he would feel extremely tired physically and mentally, and he neither wanted to move nor talk.When he was abroad, he always returned to his residence like a wandering spirit, and slept on the bed for a whole day before recovering.

He had just returned to China, and there was no buffer time for two cases in succession.This time there was a familiar aura around him, Zhuang Sheng didn't want to move anymore.

Meng Yan squeezed his hand indulgently, and led him for a few steps. Seeing that the road ahead became rough again, he carried him on his back again.

The person on the back lay softly on top of him, his head drooping weakly, and his side face was next to his neck.As he walked up and down, the person on his body shook, his face rubbed against his neck, and the delicate touch came clearly, which made him distracted and conflicted in his heart - he wanted to walk more steadily to reduce the shaking, but also wanted to speed up the pace to make the vibration The magnitude is larger.

After walking this far, sweat was faintly visible on his face.

Meng Yan was in pain and joy, willing to carry this sweet burden on his back.

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This time Meng Yan did not send Zhuang Sheng back to the dormitory, but took him directly to his home.Zhuang Sheng didn't have a chance to show resistance, because he was lying on Meng Yan's back and fell asleep when he was still halfway.Afterwards, he was carried all the way to the plane, sat in the car, and was put on a soft bed when he entered the house. He still didn't wake up.

Meng Yan held Zhuang Sheng in his arms and hesitated for a second in front of the door, and finally carried Zhuang Sheng into his room.

——Although Shengsheng's room has been reserved for him, but no one has lived in it for so long, he still waits for it to be tidied up before letting Shengsheng move in.Until then, just make do with his room.

Thinking so, Meng Yan gently put him on the bed, helped him take off his coat and trousers, and lifted the quilt to cover him up.Leaving the familiar embrace, the reassuring breath is still there, and the person lying under him becomes softer.Apart from frowning and humming softly at the beginning, Zhuang Sheng never made a sound.

"Stupid child." Meng Yan stood on the bedside, stared at Zhuang Sheng's sleeping face for a long time, smiled and cursed dotingly, then bent down, and kissed lightly between the eyebrows.

He closed the door lightly, and walked straight to the balcony. While walking, he tore off his tie and threw it on the sofa, and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt.He lit a cigarette and took a few puffs in his mouth, then took out his mobile phone and dialed the number that had been missed several times.

Holding a cigarette in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, Meng Yan leaned casually on the balcony, watching the lights outside, lighting up thousands of houses in the city.This prosperous world of fireworks made the man with a cold and stern expression at the moment also tinged with a little bit of fireworks, making him seem not to be out of tune with the world.

The brows and eyes shrouded in light smoke faded from the coldness, showing a kind of laziness.

The phone was connected, the man's lazy posture, casual tone, as if he was talking about wine casually after being slightly drunk - no one could see that he was talking with an Interpol who mainly hunted down notorious serial murderers. call.

I don't know what was said on the other end, but Meng Yan's expression was always indifferent with a little carelessness.

"I agree to the cooperation you mentioned earlier."

"The reason?" Meng Yan flicked the ashes off the cigarette butt, turned around and looked at the lights of the whole city, with a light tone, "There is an old saying in China: Dragons have reversed scales, and they die when touched. Humans also have reversed scales."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Meng Yan smiled expressionlessly, and the coolness pierced through his eyes.

"I may not have Nilin, but I have a baby that no one can move. If anyone moves, I will naturally return it."

Meng Yan listened to the other end of the phone in silence for a while. Before hanging up the phone, he raised his eyelids, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray beside him, and said slowly and in a low voice:

"My sincerity, you will soon see."