criminal profiling

Zhuang Sheng stared at those words and didn't move for a long time.The person on the other end of the phone didn't rush, and time seemed to stand still—but in fact, Zhuang Sheng was only silent for less than half a minute. His eyes fell on the number keys of the phone, and he pressed the number "5" key slowly, and then clicked send.

After doing all this, Zhuang Sheng's body felt a little weak, and his limbs felt cold.But he didn't sit down to rest, and raised his hand to look at the time again, only the last 7 minutes left.Lin Xiangxiang is obviously not here, so the person who sent the message asked him to save someone within an hour, which obviously has other meanings.

In the silence, the phone rang again. Zhuang Sheng picked it up and saw that it was the strange number.He paused, with a calm and serious expression, and answered the phone calmly.

"As expected of Meng Yan's valued person, he is very good at solving puzzles. Kid, the first question, how did you come to the conclusion?"

A processed voice came from the earpiece, low and hoarse, and it was impossible to distinguish the age accent from the voice.When Zhuang Sheng heard his first words, he tightened his grip on the phone, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"who are you?"

The man laughed with a rough voice, completely like a male duck voice, rough and rough, but the other party didn't notice it.

"I am me, kid, I am the one asking you questions now, are you sure you want to spend the last few minutes asking me back?"

Zhuang Sheng was silent for a moment, pursed his lips hard, and then said in a calm voice: "The mobile phone is an old model more than ten years ago, but at that time, having such a mobile phone was something worth showing off. But obviously the mobile phone The owner of the phone does not cherish it. The phone is full of scratches and there are a few cracks, but it has not been repaired. It shows that the owner of the phone has a bad temper, so he often drops the phone. And the economic situation is not good, maybe sometimes There are good times and bad times, so after owning a valuable mobile phone, it breaks and does not take it for repair.”

Zhuang Sheng's speech was fast, but his words were very clear, giving people a sense of confidence.

"The lighter in the vanity box was made by a song and dance hall on Zhijing Street in the 90s. Apart from the guests, the only people who own this kind of lighter are the staff there."

After Zhuang Sheng finished speaking, there were two "tsk tsk" praises on the phone.

"It's really euphemistic, so why do you say it's your mother?" Just after the question was finished, the other party responded with an "oh", "——Is it because of that nursery rhyme?"

Zhuang Sheng's voice was still quiet, "Yes, judging from several personal items, the owner of the mobile phone is not the kind of person with a childlike innocence. Then she sets nursery rhymes as the ringtone of the mobile phone, and there is a high probability that she has children."

"So you just took a gamble? Fortunately, you made the right bet." The other party's tone sounded a little teasing, but Zhuang Sheng remained silent when he heard the words, and his expression didn't change.

"Tick tick - tick tick - tick tick - there are still three minutes left, I will give you two choices: come to me, or go to rescue Lin Xiangxiang."

Zhuang Sheng clenched his hands in his pockets little by little, and he asked, "How can I help?"

The other party seemed to smile, "It's very simple. Although you know who the murderer is, you haven't found the specific address for a while. I can tell you the address directly." After a pause, he added casually, " If I go in time, maybe I can keep her scalp."

When Zhuang Sheng heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes flashed quickly, and he weighed in his heart.

He wanted to save someone, but he also didn't want to let go of this rare opportunity to see him.Judging from the information sent that day, it is more difficult to grasp the whereabouts of this person than to prevent him from committing a crime.

What's more, there are various indications that he seems to be targeting the person he cares about the most.

As if hearing his inner struggle, the voice on the phone was like the wolf grandma who seduced Little Red Riding Hood.

"I think, you already know who I am? This is the first time I've taken the initiative to invite people over the years, and even Meng Yan doesn't have this kind of treatment."

Zhuang Sheng didn't speak, with a tense expression on his face, obviously making a difficult decision.Although the other party couldn't see the expression on Zhuang Sheng's face, he seemed to be able to guess his mental activities at this time, so he took the time to throw the bait again:

"Well, let me take a step back. There is a syringe under the chair at the door. Give yourself an injection, and I will also tell you the address."

There was not much time left for Zhuang Sheng, so he nodded and said a word without any hesitation.

"it is good."

"After the injection, go out and turn left, and see a taxi open and get in." Zhuang Sheng pulled out the needle, and immediately felt a little dizzy, and the man's voice continued.

"Did you tell Meng Yan the address? I think he should be on his way to find you. Even if he sees the address, maybe he won't change direction—after all, he's not a policeman anymore, is he?"

"No, he will." Zhuang Sheng retorted subconsciously. He felt that his thoughts had slowed down, but when he heard such words, he said them without thinking, "I believe him."

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and after a while, the voice sighed with emotion:

"I know he has a very important person, but it's a pity that he hid it too deep and couldn't find it. I finally saw it today, and I realized how he wanted to hide you back then. Alright, kid, throw away the phone, let It’s fine if he chases here. I don’t want him to keep chasing you and take you away so quickly.”

As the car door closed, a mobile phone was thrown out of the car window, hit the ground and slid for a long distance before stopping.

The quality of the mobile phone is good, and it has not been broken. The screen flickered a few times, and slowly returned to darkness.

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Seeing that the red dot on the map had not moved for a long time, Meng Yan couldn't help speeding up again, and the car almost flew up.

Even if he didn't look at the map, Meng Yan knew where it was.He estimated the distance, at the current speed, it would take at least 5 minutes.

Shengsheng, wait for me.

The man's face was as deep as water, and his eyes seemed to be condensed with thousands of years of ice.The phone kept ringing, but he turned a deaf ear to it, didn't move his eyebrows, only glanced at the number and concentrated on driving.

The phone rang tirelessly for ten minutes, and finally stopped.However, it was not quiet for long, and there was another notification sound, this time it was a message.Meng Yan glanced at his eyes from the corner of his eye, his eyes suddenly froze, and he stepped on the brake hard, and there was a harsh sound.

The message is very simple, just two short sentences:

Brother Yan, go save someone.

Below is a line of addresses.

Meng Yan stared closely at the first line of six characters, as if to make a hole in it.

At that moment, all the aggressive aura in his body was restrained, and the tenderness and affection condensed into substance, almost overflowing.The man held the steering wheel with both hands, rested his forehead on it, and smiled softly, as if he was helpless, but there was a kind of extreme tenderness.

"I really can't help you."

The car paused for a moment, then started again, turned around and sped away at the same speed.

-

Shi Ke is in a state of desperation right now, as if he is about to explode on the spot.He irritably pulled his chicken coop-shaped head again, and shouted at Xu Jie:

"Keep calling until I get through!" After shouting, he turned his head and continued shouting in the other direction.

"Investigate, investigate desperately! Find out who leaked the secret, I invite him here for tea every day! Damn, those media don't have a brain, they are all black-hearted, they dare to poke anything out."

Amidst Shi Ke's violent cursing, a voice sounded timidly:

"Team Shi, only a few media outlets agreed to take down the news, others, say, say—"

"What are you talking about!" Shi Ke was on fire, seeing his men hesitating, his anger escalated, and his violent temper couldn't be controlled at all.

The team member was taken aback, and immediately spoke quickly, without a pause.

"They say people have a right to know and we can't take away their basic rights as a citizen just because of the police's own incompetence and inaction."

Shi Ke's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was so angry that he couldn't even speak. After holding back for a long time, he slammed the table hard, and uttered a sentence:

"I'm fucking right to know!"

Shi Ke swears, and the surroundings are as quiet as a chicken.Just as everyone was holding their breath, the phone rang suddenly.

"Who's the fucking phone!" At this time, Shi Ke was like a human bomb that would explode if he didn't light it, and the people in the office were yelled at by him so that they couldn't breathe.

Xu shrugged his shoulders, pointed to the table and whispered: "Shi, Team Shi, yours."

Shi Ke's expression froze, and he picked up the phone with a dark face. When he saw the caller ID on it, his expression changed 180 degrees - from a fire-breathing Tyrannosaurus Rex to an angry little white rabbit.

"Oh, my second brother Meng, you're calling, you don't know what's going on outside right now?"

On the phone, Meng Yan's voice sounded calm and steady.

"What happened?"

Shi Ke paused, then raised his voice sharply, "No, Second Brother Meng, you really don't know what's going on now?"

The calm voice added a hint of coldness, "Say."

Although he couldn't see Meng Yan's expression, Shi Ke intuitively felt that Meng Yan was not in a good mood at this time, so he didn't talk nonsense, and briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter.

To sum it up in one sentence, some people have sent these cases to various media recently and made them public.It is impossible for non-insiders to know all the details, and it also mentioned Meng Yan and Zhuang Sheng, a former leader of the behavior analysis team, and a doctoral student who returned from studying abroad.

According to this whistleblower, people's lives are threatened because of the incompetence of the police and the delay in solving the case.Even more innocent people died in vain because of the deliberate concealment by the police.

At the end of the article, the spearhead vaguely points to Meng Yan who has retired for more than a year.Let's talk about whether this former protector of the people, after taking off his police badge, has also lost his indomitable spirit.

Online public opinion tends to be one-sided, accusing the police of ineffectiveness in handling various tasks, not doing practical things, covering up the facts and whitewashing a good player in peace.

At the same time, many people said that such a terrible thing happened in the city where they live, and they hope that the police uncles will work harder this time and catch the murderer earlier so that they can sleep peacefully.

Meng Yan listened quietly to Shi Ke's words, without interrupting a word.After Shi Ke finished speaking, he said in a voice that could not hear any emotion:

"I see, don't worry about it beforehand, I have something else for you to do."

He jumped in a hurry, but one of the parties reacted like this, and Shi Ke didn't know what expression to put on.

At this time, is there anything more important than finding out the leaker and blocking the mouths of Youyo?

Obviously, Meng Yan had something in his heart.

He paused, and calmly, without any ups and downs, he said what he wanted Shi Ke to do.

"Go to No. 71, the back alley of Zhijing Street, and find all the traces left by Zhuang Sheng."