While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 839
"At present, it seems that you need to provide transportation." Song He pointed to the location of the airport apron unceremoniously, then shrugged and smiled: "It is good to have a private jet, it is convenient to go anywhere."

"At present?" The mixed-race man laughed: "It means that you haven't figured out how to conduct a follow-up investigation? You are a bit unreliable. Besides, it is a bit wasteful for you to use my private jet to catch such a guy. ?"

"It depends on who it is for." Song He grinned and pointed at the mixed-race man, teasing: "This is your future employee, and the investment in the early inspection is necessary."

"If I remember correctly, you seem to want to arrest my employees and go to jail?" The mixed-race man was unmoved: "Besides, you haven't even touched the shadow of the person. Where did the preliminary inspection come from?"

While speaking, the table was already full of food.Uncle Zhong looked at the dishes and saw that they were all ingredients that mixed-race men were allowed to eat according to the doctor's order, so he nodded in satisfaction.

"Uncle Zhong, Daniel, let's eat together." The mixed-race man pointed to the chair next to him, then tilted his head and looked at Song He, and said with a smile: "By the way, let's see what excuses this stingy guy has prepared to deal with me. "

"It's too much to say perfunctory." Song He protested dissatisfiedly, and then pointed to the case information in front of the mixed-race man and said: "The suspect himself left very little information, except for the portrait, it is a mobile phone number that is no longer used and false identities."

"This information does not have the value of tracing and can basically be discarded. However, he still left some extremely critical clues, and information that cannot be erased, that is, his interactions with all the people involved."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Zhong, who had just sat down and served the mixed-race man with food, frowned and looked at Song He thoughtfully, trying to figure out the meaning behind Song He's words and his ideas for handling the case.

Daniel on the side is extremely experienced, and he already knew that he would not be able to keep up with the thinking of Song He and the mixed-race man, so he gave up thinking early and waited for the result of the communication between the two while eating.

"If we meet..." The mixed-race man pondered for a while and understood what Song He was going to say, and said with a smile: "Profiling based on the unreliable memories and transcripts of the people involved? This is better than profiling based on real evidence and clues Much more magical."

Song He also began to use his chopsticks to eat: "There were four cases, sixteen illegal operations, and more than 100 people involved. If this guy wants to take care of everyone's needs, he must contact everyone, and then leave him in everyone's heart." A unique impression.”

"Although due to the long time, omissions and confusion in the memory of the personnel involved will cause the profiling results to deviate from reality. But if I can complete the profiling of all the records of the personnel involved, and then compare the results comprehensively, I can give my profile As a result, some corrections have been made.”

"If it were you, you should be able to do it." The mixed-race man nodded, picked up the dishes on his plate with chopsticks and put them into his mouth in a leisurely manner, and said while eating:
"Although you didn't type out all the transcripts, I also know that the workload is very heavy. I don't have professionals here, so I can't help at all."

"And there will be problems not only with the memory, but also with the transcript itself. You must know that everyone will subconsciously defend themselves when confessing, and subjectively beautify themselves and vilify others, without exception."

"In this way, although this guy escaped, the fact that he was not caught means that you cannot determine which of the profiling results are vilification and which are reality."

"Damn! Are you here to help?" Song He tilted his head and looked at the mixed-race man. "Why do I feel that you are here to pour cold water on me?"

The mixed-race man smiled indifferently: "I just see things more clearly. If you feel that I have offended you, it must be my intention."

"Hmmm..." Song He, who was almost choked by the mixed-race man's words, coughed fiercely, looked up at Uncle Zhong and protested, "Uncle Zhong, don't you care?"

"You let me be a housekeeper to manage Young Master Wei?" Uncle Zhong smiled as a matter of course: "You will get used to it gradually."

Song He shook his head, took out a piece of information from the folder beside him, handed it to the mixed-race man and said, "I got the results early in the morning, take a look, if you think it's reliable, then prepare to let your private jet take off." .”

The mixed-race man glanced at Song He in surprise, took the information and asked curiously, "When did you get the results?"

"Hey, I watched the case for 10 minutes this morning, and I just figured it out." Song He's face was calm, but in his mind was the memory of nearly two days of hard work in nearly a hundred transcripts, and secretly shouted At the same time as the pain, the expression on his face became more and more embarrassing.

Knowing that such a thing could not be easily made, the mixed-race man naturally wouldn't take it seriously. He opened the file with a sneer, and immediately saw a heinously detailed profiling result.

I saw that in this personal information, not only the latest portrait of the suspect and physical information such as height and weight, but also the results of profiling in terms of living habits, eating habits, personality traits, and language characteristics, etc.!
At the same time, in the last part of the information, there are also Song He's guesses about the suspect's hometown and location at this time!

"Why do I feel that you have already arrested him?" The mixed-race man carefully examined the information in his hand, and said in surprise, "This thing is too thin."

"This is the benefit of having enough people and records involved." Song He smiled triumphantly: "Although I didn't catch this guy and couldn't get his records, what I got was all the other people involved in the case except him. staff records."

"By sorting out these transcripts, I found that his way of appearing in all incidents was relatively fixed, all of which were actively discovered by the entrusted person. And in the overall process of all incidents, I found that he controlled the rhythm of the incident. Extraordinarily powerful."

"However, in this way, the timing of his appearance in the incident is relatively fixed, including being asked to do errands, contacting relevant personnel to treat guests to dinner, and making friends with relevant personnel to determine details."

"At the same time, it is precisely for this reason that as long as he appears in the records of the personnel involved, it means that he was in the eyes of others at that time, and it also means that he is an observed person."

The mixed-race man who was listening carefully burst out laughing, looked at Song He with burning eyes, clapped his hands and said with emotion: "You treat these people as eyes..."

"Although it's a bit disgusting to imagine being stared at by more than 200 eyes, even if each pair of eyes sees very few details, they can still reflect a lot when put together."

"Coupled with the mutual corrections between the transcripts and your screening of information, it's really not too difficult to come up with this result."

"Hey!" Song He waved the chopsticks in his hand and protested, "It's obviously hard!"

"Didn't you say it only took 10 minutes?" The mixed-race man smiled, and then poked at the information and asked, "What is your reason for guessing this guy's hometown and his current location?"

"The native place is easy to guess." Song He swallowed a piece of beef, and said casually: "Every time he appears, everyone will recognize him as a local. On the one hand, he pretends to be an identity that no one dares to easily check. , On the other hand, this person speaks with the accent of those places."

"But no matter how much he sounds like a local, certain words he uses will still carry some characteristics of his hometown. Combined with some food preferences and living habits, a rough range can be determined."

"As for his location..." Song He raised a finger and tapped upward twice: "It depends on relevant local policies and illegal operations."

"The four incidents occurred in southern cities, and the local economy is relatively developed. The price of this kind of illegal operation is much higher than in other places."

"At the same time, the upper-class atmosphere in these places is not very good, and there are problems with supervision. It is easy for people to take advantage of loopholes."

The mixed-race man understood and smiled meaningfully: "Isn't the upper beam straight and the lower beam crooked?"

"The summary is quite in place." Song He nodded: "This person obviously did a very thorough investigation before the action, and the fabricated identity can basically fit the official interpersonal relationship at that time."

"However, I have noticed that although the locations of the four violations have their own problems, they also have one thing in common, that is, the climate is humid and the environment is relatively good."

"So I suspect that he chose this kind of place for his reasons."

(End of this chapter)