Serial sin

Chapter 519 There are always surprises
Ouyang Shuangjie said with a smile: "Isn't it just a meal? Look, I'm so scared, I'm different from you. You invited me to dinner with a voucher from others, but I paid for it out of my own pocket. .”

Russell nodded: "So, suddenly being so generous, I have to doubt it."

Ouyang Shuangjie followed his words and said: "You always have a lot of weird ideas, and your thinking is very jumpy. You like to raise hypotheses and doubts. If you don't work as a reporter, you shouldn't be bad at being a policeman."

Russell looked at Ouyang Shuangjie, with a strange smile on his face: "Ouyang, is there a subtext in what you said? If I don't work as a reporter, I shouldn't be bad as a policeman, and I would be excellent if I commit crimes as well?"

Ouyang Shuangjie didn't speak, and the smile on his face became even wider. Russell sighed: "You don't doubt that I did all these cases, do you?"

"You said it yourself. I just said that, but you can think of so many things." Ouyang Shuangjie did have a tentative heart. The "detective" that Zhao Daihong split once mentioned Russell. Knowing that he and Russell are very close, and knowing that Russell is doing his own interview, he told himself that Russell also has problems in his brain, and he must also be a patient with split personality disorder. For some reason, these words really made Ouyang Shuangjie feel uneasy .

Because every time Ouyang Shuangjie saw Russell, he felt a little confused about this person.

Russell has a good overall quality, rich knowledge, quick thinking, and he is studious and knowledgeable.

If he didn't look relatively weak, he would really fit Ouyang Shuangjie's psychological portrait of the murderer.

Ouyang Shuangjie suddenly realized today that the meeting with Russell had two meanings. First, Russell seemed to be able to give him some inspiration. Second, because of what Zhao Daihong said, he had to test and screen Russell.

At this moment, the conversation between Ouyang Shuangjie and Russell was like a game of wit.

Ouyang Shuangjie obviously felt Russell's guard against him. At first, Russell spoke very casually, but after he said that sentence, Russell immediately guessed his thoughts.

Ouyang Shuangjie realized that he had underestimated Russell from the very beginning. Before that, he thought that Russell was a fake journalist with a certain degree of news sensitivity, selfishness, and unscrupulousness in order to become famous. Russell lacked one thing in my eyes, and that was the professional ethics of journalism.

But now it seems that Russell is indeed a character, as Ouyang Shuangjie himself said just now, if Russell is not a reporter, he is also first-class and excellent as a policeman or a criminal.

"I didn't expect this meal to be a Hongmen banquet, so I just said, how could you be so kind and treat me to dinner." Russell picked up the cigarette that Ouyang Shuangjie threw on the table, took out one and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it.

Ouyang Shuangjie sighed: "Reporter Luo, you are too sensitive, aren't you? Isn't it just a meal? How to say it, it looks like the wits in "Shajiabin"."

Russell sat up straight: "Do you dare to say that your meal has no other meaning?"

Ouyang Shuangjie grumbled: "There are indeed, but it's not like what you think. I just want to have a good chat with you. I hope you can give me some good opinions and suggestions."

"What advice and advice can I give you? You are a detective and an expert in psychology. This case happens to be your strong point. As for me, I am just a little reporter with a pen. I don't understand many things. In order to follow Into this case, I have been cramming a lot of relevant knowledge, otherwise I would not be able to keep up with your thinking and rhythm. Do you think I am willing to do this? Readers can spit to death."

Ouyang Shuangjie smiled bitterly and said: "We have been in contact for a long time. You have seen what kind of detectives and psychological experts. I am completely helpless and helpless with this case. I remember a sentence you said that touched me very much. , that is, one person counts the short, two counts the long, and three cobblers can stand up to Zhuge Liang, so I hope to hear more opinions from outsiders like you, after all, I am in the middle of the game and don't know the true face of Lushan!"

Ouyang Shuangjie said this very sincerely, Russell said: "Okay, what exactly do you want to say, let's be straightforward."

There is really no need for detours between two smart people.

Only then did Ouyang Shuangjie say: "I remember you once mentioned that the murderer might not be a mental patient. What you imply is that he might just be imitating the methods of a mental patient, right?"

Russell nodded: "Yes, although I'm not a policeman, I don't know much about reasoning and detection, but I understand a truth. Solving a case is like solving a problem. You should consider all possibilities. I think I There is also the possibility of the idea that the murderer might imitate the mental patient to commit the crime, and then lead you into a dead end. I know that the Wang team is currently investigating according to normal investigative methods, but I believe their results are not good. It will be too big, first, because you will give them a preconceived impression of the inference before, and second, if the murderer is really familiar with the psychological and behavioral patterns of the split personality, and the method of committing the crime is almost completely close, their investigation Most likely in vain."

Ouyang Shuangjie didn't speak, but listened carefully.

"The reason is very simple. There is no connection between cases. Different personalities have different means of committing crimes, and it is impossible for each case to leave traces or even habits of the murderer."

The waiter brought up the food. When the waiter came in, Russell coughed twice. After the waiter left, Russell continued: "And I also doubt that it should be only One kind of identity, that is, a psychological expert who has contacted and studied such cases."

Russell did give Ouyang Shuangjie some surprises every time, but every time after listening to Russell's words, Ouyang Shuangjie was very entangled in his heart.

It would be impossible if the Ouyang Shuangjie mentioned by Russell had never thought about it at all, for example, the murderer may be a schizophrenic like "24 Billy", or what Russell proposed now may be a schizophrenic A psychologist who studies personality disorder, but Ouyang Shuangjie really doesn't want this to be the case.

Because whether the murderer is "Billy" or a psychologist, such opponents are very difficult to deal with, and it is too difficult to find them out.

Of course, it's not that Ouyang Shuangjie intends to escape from reality, after all, this is still speculation, not reality.

"I know my view is naive and ridiculous, but I personally think it's possible." Russell poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip.

Ouyang Shuangjie shook his head: "You make a lot of sense, I just need to digest it slowly."

He raised his head and looked at Russell: "Then what are your motives?"

Russell sighed: "I said, you don't test me on existence, do you really want to train me to be the second detective? Well, then I'm talking nonsense, you can just listen to it, there are only two motives First, this psychologist may be a psychopath himself, and second, he may not be convinced of you as a great detective, so he has to give you a difficult problem and wants to have a contest with you!"

Ouyang Shuangjie had a bitter face: "You shouldn't be a reporter, you should write novels."

"Not to mention, I really had such an idea." Russell took a peanut and put it in his mouth.

(End of this chapter)