Criminal Investigation Files

Five minutes later, Lu Siyu locked the door and went downstairs to the parking lot. The other two cars had already left. Only Song Wen was waiting for him. Seeing him sitting in the co driver's seat, Song Wen asked, "why did it take so long?"

Lu Si whispered, "I've been looking for it for a while..."

"Is the door locked?"

But Zhou Yining looked at Song Wen with a serious expression. He didn't seem to be joking at all. He closed his eyes for a moment, helped his glasses and continued to say: "I'm sorry In other words, there is a possibility that I was induced and hinted, confused by various superficial phenomena, didn't find more substance, and I didn't touch his heart. "

"Dr. Zhou, you are our psychologist in the south city." Song Wen's first reaction is that he doesn't believe it. He thinks it should be a joke made by Zhou Yining. People who study psychology are a little nagging. They like to throw out various topics and test people's psychology. Doctor Zhou has done this to him before. On this day, after getting along with Lu Si language, Song Wen admitted that even if Lu Si language was a little strange, it was just strange. There may be something about him, but it's definitely not that serious.

At this point, Zhou ningdun, and then said: "but when I resume this conversation, I find that I may have made a wrong judgment..." When he said that, he pursed his lips slightly and touched his hands together. It was a subtle action that he was unwilling to admit and accept. His eyes twinkled and he wanted to say nothing

"After the conversation, I came to the conclusion that he had some feelings of indifference, which showed that he was lack of emotional response and slow. Even though he had rich inner feelings, he seldom showed them. He would maintain a distrust and dissatisfaction attitude towards the outside world, and it was difficult to get close to people. It's not a big deal. For those of us who study psychology, many people have big and small psychological problems. It's almost impossible for a person who has no problems to live in a vacuum environment. As long as it doesn't affect his daily work and life, these small problems are harmless, so I passed his evaluation. "

Zhou Yining explained: "in the conversation with him after the exam, I felt some subtle performance. At first, I thought that it was because he tried to predict my questions. This kind of behavior is often seen among some self smart people, who are prepared for psychiatrists and think that after reciting the book, they can answer the questions without fail. But often those people are not professional enough, so there will be loopholes in the answers. Observing those loopholes is also a way for me to get information... " At the beginning, he only took Lu Si language as a research object. He was a bystander, a judge, and always contacted all kinds of people. He thought Lu Si language was just one of them.

Song Wen nodded. In today's communication, he also found these characteristics of Lu Si language, but after all, he did not study psychology and did not know what they represented.

Zhou Yining shook his head, the answer is not the question: "have you found that the new man's reaction is a little slow, and the lack of emotional change."

Song Wen asked: "so, do you mean that boy recited the question?" This set of questions is extracted from the question bank, which is not confidential. As long as you understand this system, you can find the questions and understand the rules of judgment.

Zhou Yining rubbed his eyebrows wearily. Today, he received six patients and digested those negative emotions. He was overloaded: "what appears on the surface is not necessarily true." Then he explained, "there is a certain direction in the topic setting of psychology. If you know enough about those tests, you can present the appearance you want others to see."

Song Wen took over the report and looked at it. He has seen many such reports. The higher the score, the higher the security. It shows that the better the psychological quality is, and it is suitable for criminal police work. Lu Si's achievement is not the top, but also the top. Song Wen is puzzled: "the result is very good, you can let other people come here for a while, why do you have to let me go alone?"

Song Wen sits opposite Zhou Yining. It's a standard patient's position. It's comfortable and suitable for conversation. It's 3cm lower than Zhou Yining's position. However, this 3cm gives rise to subtle feelings between patients and doctors.

Song Wen went in. Zhou Yining had been waiting there for a long time. He helped his glasses, rummaged through the materials, raised his hand and handed him Lu Siyu's report.

Just at this time, Dr. Zhou's patient came out. She was a woman in her fifties. She was slightly fat and looked blessed. She didn't need psychological counseling at all. However, there was a kind of joy in her expression. There were tears in her eyes. It was like a believer's satisfaction of worshiping a Bodhisattva.

Subconsciously, he painted the face of Lu Siyu.

There is no clue to the case. Song Wen is practicing again. He empties his mind, swishes his pen on the paper, eyes, nose, mouth He drew a jaw line with precise lines, followed by the part of the Adam's apple. His brush strokes fell a little on it. Then Song Wen was stunned and stared for a few seconds, kneading the paper into a ball.

Song Wen thought about today's dismemberment case, and soon a face was outlined on the paper. That's the victim's head found in the fridge. His hair was messy, his eyes were closed, and there was a jagged incision under his neck.For him, painting is the best way to pass the time, even more than playing with mobile phones. Whenever he picks up the brush, his heart is calm.

Song Wen and the little nurse borrowed a pen and paper, sat aside and habitually drew on the paper.

Every guest of the psychological clinic makes an appointment, so there are not many opportunities to wait. There are several sofa seats beside the clinic, which are almost brand-new up to now.

The nurse at the appointment desk had known him for a long time. When she saw Song Wen coming in, she apologized a little and said, "team song, doctor Zhou is still seeing the patient. Please sit here and wait a moment."

Song Wen stopped the police car in the parking lot downstairs and walked to the eighth floor of the office building.

Along Chengyang Road, song Wenyi drives to doctor Zhou's clinic, which is located in a high-end commercial office building. At this time of night, there are still many floors with lights on.

Lu Siyu ripped the package and put it into his mouth, with sugar in it. The sweetness spread in his mouth, and his restlessness seemed to be suppressed.

Looking at the information, Lu Si language congealed eyebrow, long time did not eat let stomach ache more serious, attention how also can't concentrate. He reached out and grasped the medicine box in his pocket. In the past, the easiest way to solve the problem was to take a pill, but now the medicine in it is empty. Lu Si's teeth gently bit his thumb's nail and gnawed it mottled. Suddenly his fingers touched something. It was a piece of sugar that Cheng Xiaobing could not help but give him during the day.

Several records pop up on the search page, all of which are from some dating websites. It's hard to connect the person in the photo with today's corpse, but Lu Siyu immediately recognizes that this is the person on the ID card.

Seeing Song Wen leave, Lu Siyu's eyes are clear again, and he is sleepless. Instead of walking into the community behind him, he stops a taxi, reports another address, and then sends a few wechat messages. After all, he silently gives a string of numbers, which is the mobile phone number of the victim, Lin Zhenghua.

Song Wen let him go and waved: "see you tomorrow."

"I see. Tomorrow."

"And survey records!"

Lu Siyu looked at the bag behind him and the water cup in his hand: "I've brought them all."

Song Wen reminded him: "don't forget to take things."

After driving for a while, it's past eight o'clock and I miss the evening peak. The whole city becomes lazy as if I'm sleeping. The car finally stops at the door of the address Lu Siyu said. Song Wen is hesitating whether to wake him up. Lu Siyu moves and wakes up. He reached out and rubbed his eyes, and found that he had arrived. The whole person was a little dazed and went underground: "thank you song team."

Song Wen forgot what he wanted to say and turned off the ceiling lamp.

After driving a few kilometers, Song Wen stretched out his index finger and knocked on the steering wheel: "you said before..." At a glance, Lu Siyu fell asleep in the seat of the co driver. His head against the window, the body slightly curled up, it is a lack of security posture, as if because the full day of investigation consumed all the strength. The orange light in front of the car shone on his side face, printed a beautiful and sharp curve of his jaw, and plated a layer of golden warm light on his nose, which made him very clean.

The car turns a corner, the South Tower disappears in the field of vision, Lu Siyu turns his head, and Song Wen peeks at him from the perspective mirror. The light of the street lamp slanted down, shining on Lu Siyu's forehead and high nose. It looked like the best white porcelain. At this time, the beauty blinked her eyes. There was no expression on her face. It was hard to see what he was thinking.

Lu Siyu seems to be not interested in this proposal. After a pause of a few seconds, he answered coldly: "I'll be free later."

Song Wen said: "you can go up and have a look later. I haven't been there for a long time. It's said that a new glass plank road has been built on it."

"Well." Lu Si whispered.

"Looking at the South Tower?" Song Wen looked at Lu Si language.

In the dark, not far from the south tower, the light projected down, and Lu Siyu's dark eyes lit up.

Now, this place is the memory of Nancheng people. Only the tourists take this place as a punch in spot. They come and go every day

Later, after experiencing the rapid development of Nancheng, Nancheng tower is no longer isolated. Beside it, many high-rise buildings stand in a forest.

People looked at the tower again, but their eyes changed. At that time, there were even imitators. In a few months, it even developed into a holy land for suicide. In order to change the situation, Nancheng government had to pay for a repair of the tower, eliminating the security risks.

For a moment, such a move shocked the whole city.

More than ten years ago, Nancheng experienced a transformation, enterprise restructuring, and many people lost their jobs. At that time, the first person to jump from the tower of Nancheng appeared.

Once upon a time, this tower was the hope of people and the pride of Nancheng. Even when people travel, they often meet under the tower.It seems that since ancient Babylon, human beings have been fond of building towers. They always feel that the tower standing is the place closest to the sky and the gods. There are many cities in the world where towers are important landmarks. There are too many to count the towers. What are Eiffel Tower, Tokyo tower, Dubai tower, Oriental Pearl... These towers have their own characteristics. The tower in Nancheng is no exception. More than 20 years ago, Nancheng people, led by rich businessmen, built the tower with half of the city's financial resources. It costs a lot of money and manpower, but also provides a lot of employment opportunities. There is a sightseeing platform on the tower. Standing on the tower, you can overlook the whole city.

Lu Siyu was stunned for a while and looked out of the car. From this angle, he could see the window and the landmark building of Nancheng - Nancheng tower. It is also the first highland of the south city. In the night sky of the city, the lights are shining on the south tower.

It's dark now. Soon after driving out, it's on the elevated road. On the city road, there's a long line of lights. In the morning, there's a rush hour traffic jam. Now, there's a rush hour traffic jam. Urban people are migrating every day in the city, just like migratory birds.

Today, Lu Siyu found a detail in the deceased's mobile phone. In the browser's collection bar, there is an app marked with a blue circle, which other people didn't notice, but Lu Siyu happened to know -- blue, which is a gay community platform. He also touched the mobile phone for two minutes, recorded the model and number of the mobile phone, and was taken away by the physical evidence. This discovery is hard to say. No one in Lu Si language has told us about it. It is estimated that with the investigation, we will soon find out this.

Lu Siyu reported an address and began to play with his mobile phone. His eyes looked at the mobile phone, but he was thinking of something else. He didn't realize that the screen of the mobile phone had turned black.

"Where do you live? I'll take you straight home. " Song Wen saw that he was not in a good spirit, and felt that he was really a little harsh on the new man, so he should make up for sending him home.

"Well." Lu Siyu lowered his head and pulled on his seat belt.

Song Wen frowned slightly, which could induce and suggest a senior psychologist. He naturally knew what it meant.

He suddenly remembered his painting just now. The techniques of drawing dead people are not exactly the same as those of drawing living people. The dead are lifeless, and the time of life has long been fixed at the moment of death. And the living, always with emotion, whether it is evil or angry or friendly, humble

But the portrait of Lu Si language that he drew just now has no emotion. At that time, maybe he didn't see through his feeling when he was painting. Net, net, you should remember to collect or remember, report mistakes, ask for books, find books and chat with book friends: