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Chapter 18 Pipa and Nautilus (8)
Professor Li burst into tears: "It costs the country millions of dollars to train a bomb disposal expert, but your parents have to pay more precious effort and emotion to train you. Children, use your professional skills where you are needed. Today you Well done, don't let your young life be wasted on me. Boy, give me the scissors."

The spring wind blew across the ground, refreshingly cool.

In the camera, the figure of the young bomb disposal expert froze for a second, but did not turn around. His voice was green and hoarse: "Soldiers cannot retreat, sir."

It was such a calm sentence that almost brought tears to Zhen Ai's eyes on the screen.

Officer Black frowned, and for a long time, he murmured, "If there is an explosion, we can't take another family with us."

Zhen Ai heard it.He didn't say another person, he said another family.Because of tragedy, they always go together and break the whole family.

He raised his voice and ordered: "Morgan, withdraw immediately. This is an order from superiors!"

The supreme principle of a soldier is to obey orders and not disobey them.The bomb disposal expert finally handed the scissors to Professor Lee and withdrew.

The time on the bomb timer ticked away. 00:03:16
Yan Su narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly spoke three times faster:
"Your character is arrogant and does not allow you to be questioned. I have stimulated you with various behaviors from the beginning. You subconsciously regard me as an opponent, and you took the initiative to say 'white line' to me. For you Saying that decades in prison is not as good as having an earth-shattering explosion. After all, this is likely to be the last perfect work of art in your life. Your self-esteem and pride will not allow you to endure the ending of going to prison, and you pursue perfection and a provocative personality that drives you to watch it wreak havoc.

So, you must be misleading me. "

Jason didn't move, and no part of his body including his eyelashes, eyeballs, and fingers moved. He had long realized that this person was not simple, and his emotions would definitely not escape his eyes.

So at this moment, he was so nervous that his mind stopped turning.

Zhen Ai was also anxious like never before, as if heaven and man were at war, she clenched her fists fiercely and bit her lips so white.

Blake ordered to the camera: "That's black..."

"Wait a minute." Zhen Ai suddenly shouted uncontrollably, but was dumbfounded after she finished speaking.All eyes were on her, and she realized her gaffe.

She looked at Yan Su helplessly, but bumped into his cold but smiling eyes.

That's right.

He is laughing.

It was as if, if she didn't shout that sentence, he would stop it.

Yan Su looked away and looked at Jason again.

The moment Zhen Ai shouted just now, Jason's eyebrows trembled slightly, but it did not escape Yan Su's eyes.It was like Black's words made him enter the countdown to the celebration, and Zhen Ai cut off the fireworks of the celebration.

He said: "I'm sorry, I haven't finished my words. You are very smart. If you guessed it, I would suspect that you misled me. If you guessed it, I would choose the opposite result. So, what you said is the correct answer. "

"The correct answer is perfect. Using the correct answer to mislead me to start an explosion is the most perfect." The smile on the corner of Yan Su's lips was full of momentum, "white!"

White line!

Jason's face turned completely pale.

On the screen, Professor Li's hands were trembling, silently chanting God's blessing, the scissors rested on the white line, closed his eyes, and cut.

The timer is completely off.

Everyone is relieved!Everyone wiped the sweat from their foreheads, breathed a long sigh of relief, and blessed each other with joyful faces.

Bomb disposal experts went down again to dispose of the remaining bombs.

The policemen wanted to come over to celebrate with Yan Su, shaking hands and hugging, but he kept a cold face and stepped back: "Bacterial culture medium, don't come near me."

Jason was escorted away, and when he passed Yan Su, he looked at him in disbelief: "Why... who are you?"

Yan Su didn't answer directly: "You take white as the correct answer, because you think you are the light of enlightenment?"

Jason was taken aback for a moment, he had already been analyzed to pieces by him.

Yan Su sighed softly, "But, it was cut off."

As if struck by lightning, Jason smiled wryly: "No one in the world has ever known me so well. Perhaps, we could have been friends."

"I don't make friends with murderers." Yan Su was very cold and distant, "Besides, I don't know you, I'm just reasoning."

Jason was taken away distraught.

Zhen Ai was going to ask Jason how he came up with the idea of ​​replacing the red and blue lines with black and white lines, but she had no chance to get close.

On the way to the parking lot, she thought about the conversation between Yan Su and Jason, and she thought of playing around, and leaned over to tease him deliberately: "Jason said you know him!"

Yan Su's face turned gray: "Understood, it's an emotional word. Don't use it indiscriminately."

"Then you must know very few people."

Yan Su thought for a while: "Well, it's quite a few."

Zhen Ai glanced at the flowers on the lawn, and asked vaguely, "Then, do you understand me?"

Her heart was pounding, and she turned her head away from him after she finished speaking, pretending to appreciate the scenery on the side of the road, and pretending to just ask casually.

Yan Su's eyes flashed, and he looked sideways at her.

She turned her head to look at the sprouts on the side of the road, dust and blood stains still stuck to her loose long hair.He didn't think it was dirty, but he had an inexplicable urge to wipe off the stains for her.

He withdrew his gaze, looked at the road ahead, and said lightly: "I don't really understand..."

"But, I really want to know."

After he finished speaking, she didn't look back, and walked briskly ahead.

At that time, the trees on both sides of the road had sprouted tender buds.The spring breeze blows gently, and under a little bit of dense new green, she has black hair and white clothes, with her small hands behind her back, and she proudly raises her head.

Yan Su followed behind and watched, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled.

Today, I don't know why, but I feel really good...

On the way to the hospital while driving, Yan Su received a call. Because he forgot to bring his bluetooth headset, and the traffic regulations stipulated that he could not answer the phone while driving, someone who was rigid and obeyed the rules drove the car.

Before Yan Su could speak, the other party said harshly and reprimanded: "What did you do today!"

Such a furious tone startled Zhen Ai, who would dare to talk to Yan Su like that?
Her first reaction was to think it was Yan Su's father, but this man spoke English.

She looked carefully, and the screen displayed "Professor Hill" Professor Hill.

She hadn't heard of it.

Yan Su's next reaction shocked Zhen Ai even more.He looked at the car intently, with a calm expression, and said, "I was wrong."

On the phone, Professor Hill's voice softened a bit, but he was obviously still very angry: "What's wrong?"

"The bombing at Columbia University, I shouldn't have made a psychological portrait of the unknown person without authorization." The speed of the speech was neither slow nor fast, and there was no trace of usual arrogance.

Zhen Ai sat stiffly in the co-pilot, guessing that Professor Hill might be Yan Su's teacher.Uh, it's so embarrassing to watch teachers scold students.

But through the rearview mirror, he secretly glanced at Yan Su, and he didn't feel dissatisfied or embarrassed at all, but his expression was very sincere: "My mistake was to exaggerate the role of psychology in criminal investigation. Without any extra clues, I Relying entirely on criminal psychology. Moreover, I did the portrait alone before the FBI behavioral analysis team arrived, without communicating or referring to anyone, which is very dangerous and unscientific."

His apology was sincere, but Professor Hill became more and more angry and condemned almost harshly: "Knowingly committed a crime. I think you enjoyed too much applause, and you are complacent. The more you learn, the more you go back!"

Yan Su's face turned red.He was silent for a long time, and said, "This is the first and last time..."

Before finishing speaking, Professor Hill hung up the phone directly.

Yan Su Dingding drove the car, pursed his lips very lightly, his face became more and more blood-like.

Zhen Ai had never seen him blushing because of shame, suddenly embarrassed and ashamed, wishing to jump out of the car and leave this space to him alone.

God, she should have pretended to be asleep just now.Why listen to such an embarrassing phone call.

For the next ten minutes or so of driving, there was silence in the carriage.

He kept his face sullen and silent, and seemed to be driving the car seriously, but Qingjun's face was colder than usual. He was silently angry, but he was angry at himself.

Zhen Ai originally planned to keep silent, but after waiting for more than ten minutes, she felt that his anger had almost calmed down, and she also felt that Professor Hill scolded him just now, and he accepted it obediently, which was really aggrieved for him.

She wanted to comfort him, so she whispered, "It was because of you that Jason was caught and the second explosion was prevented."

"Ten percent luck." Yan Su answered calmly.

"what?"

"Today's case was at the right time and place, and the case was solved very smoothly. In this way, I may not reflect on the mistakes I made today. This is very dangerous."

"Wrong? What do you mean," Zhen Ai recalled the conversation between him and Professor Hill just now, and blurted out naturally, "Didn't wait for the FBI behavioral analysis team and relied too much on criminal minds?"

After finishing speaking, I felt abrupt.

"The ability to generalize is good." He didn't take it seriously, and he was still in the mood to joke, "Fortunately, Professor Hill gave me a lesson, otherwise, if I develop this habit unknowingly, it will kill me in the future, and even more so." will kill someone."

Zhen Ai's heart skipped a beat.

After the merciless reprimand just now, is his emotion towards Professor Hill completely grateful?

How open his heart is!
Eager to be a part of it, she whispered, "Can you... tell me about these two mistakes?"

Yan Su's expression relaxed slightly, and said:

"The first point is that when I made the on-site portrait, I said that I reserved the right to make one or two mistakes. If there was a complete and professional team at that time, the team members could supplement and correct each other. Incomplete information is likely to delay time or catch people's attention. Wrong person.

Although everything about Jason in the following is in line with my description, we cannot verify the correctness of the process through the results.

I was really impulsive today.

The second point is that I rely too much on criminal minds and behavioral portraits. "

Zhen Ai was puzzled: "But I think it's amazing and correct!"

He said briefly: "In today's society, many normal and harmless people often have abnormal psychology or abnormal behavior."

Zhen Ai was taken aback for a moment, only then did she discover the problem.

When she heard the description of Yan Su's portrait, she thought of her brother.In fact, if you think about it carefully, you too.But will she retaliate against society by blowing up innocent people?

she won't.

"Psychological profiling can only narrow the scope, but cannot lock criminals. In the process of actual portraits, the FBI behavioral psychological analysis team must also modify the portraits over and over again based on various information such as forensic medicine, forensic evidence, and information investigation. It has never been achieved overnight. case.

The FBI Behavior Analysis Team's entry requirement for team members is more than 10 years of work experience.You just know how cautious the FBI is about this amazing subject. "

Su Yan stated politely, the redness on his face gradually faded, but it was stained with a trace of self-blaming shame,
"Professor Hill has always told me that in the field of catching criminals, there has never been a single magical discipline, nor will there be a single god-like criminal killer. There are joint efforts of everyone. He is right. I I forgot today."

When Zhen Ai heard this, she took a deep breath and remembered what her mother said: An era with many heroes is full of turmoil.Fortunately, there are always these selfless and meticulous people.So in this world, there are not so many heroes, but there are not so many grievances either.

"I don't know what's wrong with me today." He smiled self-deprecatingly, and said nothing.

Zhen Ai's heart skipped a beat, out of rhythm.She turned her head and looked at the flowing scenery outside the window, blushing slightly.

Is it because of the promise he made to her?
The hospital examination showed that Zhen Ai was fine, except that there was a slight skin trauma on the pinna, and it would be fine if she applied some medicine.

Yan Su also has an apartment in Manhattan, New York. Owen and Zhen Ai did not live in a hotel, but in his house.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening after Zhen Ai went home and cleaned herself up. When she went downstairs to the living room, she glanced at the quiet elevator - Owen hadn't come back yet.

Only Yan Su was there.

He just took a shower, and his hair was still a little wet. He changed into a white cotton T-shirt and trousers, and was sitting under the lamp reading a book.

Zhen Ai poured two glasses of water and put one next to him, while she held a glass herself, nestled on the sofa opposite him and drank slowly.

(End of this chapter)