I, the only superpower on earth

Qingjiang Provincial Police Department.

At eight o'clock in the morning, in the Behavior Analysis Section under the Technical Department, in the corner office on the fifth floor, a man in a blue shirt arrived on time.

Although it is a staffing department in a department-level unit of the provincial department, there are only two people. Even though the office is relatively small, it looks empty. Compared with other departments in the technical department, this place is deserted and deserted. Although the sign of "Behavior Analysis Department" hanging at the door is very new, it has already accumulated a lot of dust.

One of the two people, who seemed to be a middle-aged man in his thirties, was lazily leaning on the chair, playing with the tea set on the table, the tea was steaming and fragrant.

At the same time, he was still wearing headphones, humming a song while making tea.

The other person looked much younger, with a face that had just left school, and was seriously arranging the files on his desk, and turning on the computer to continuously enter data.

"Comrade Xiao Lin, being busy so early is not conducive to working all day. Come on, let's drink some tea and take a break. Combining work and rest is the kingly way."

The middle-aged man took off his earphones, raised his teacup to the young man, and smiled authentically.

"Take a break as soon as you go to work, I'm afraid it can't be called a combination of work and rest. Section Chief."

Although he shouted "Section Chief", the young man showed no respect on his face, and was still staring at his computer intently, typing hard on the keyboard.

"Hey, what's there."

The section chief took a sip of the tea in his cup with a smile.

"Yes, Not Bad."

As he spoke, he poured another cup of tea and placed it in front of the young man.

"Come on, the leader will pour you a cup of tea. This is the nearest Qinghu Maojian. Try it."

Seeing the superior pour tea for himself, the young man reluctantly put down the keyboard and took the teacup.

"Thank you, Chief."

"You don't need to be so polite. We only have so few people in the Behavior Analysis Department. There are only two black cats and white cats back and forth—oh no, there are two blue cats. Why do we have to call them titles specially!"

"Besides. Our Behavior Analysis Section is also dispensable in this police department building. The name 'section chief' is quite boring, hahahaha——"

The middle-aged man pointed to the blue shirts on himself and the young man, laughing loudly.

The young man could only hold his teacup and smile helplessly.

The young man's name is Lin Heng. He was originally a graduate student at the Capital Public Security University, specializing in criminal psychology.

And this middle-aged man is the chief of the Behavior Analysis Section, named Huang Yuanguang.

After graduation, Lin Heng was assigned to the Behavior Analysis Section of the Provincial Department of Qingjiang Province. This is a newly established department in the Technology Division of the Provincial Department of Qingjiang Province in recent years, which is the first of its kind in the country.

Lin Heng originally thought that both the provincial department and the Behavior Analysis Department, a department that is in line with international standards and imitates "advanced experience", will be the time for his professional development in the future, just like the "magic detective" in a film and television drama. Using his profound knowledge of criminal psychology to test out the identity of the prisoner, he solved the case in a flash.

But he didn't expect it at all. After he really came in, he found out that this department doesn't support his mother and doesn't love him. In front of the Criminal Investigation Corps, which is responsible for the investigation, he has no right to intervene in the case at all.

The people in the corps also hold an indifferent and disdainful attitude towards the Behavior Analysis Section, believing that the so-called "criminal profiling" is worthless in the face of the veteran criminal police's rich experience in knowing people, and the latest investigative technology and big data models also make the criminal Psychological "behavior analysis" sets off like a craftsman with only "artisan spirit".

Therefore, Lin Heng has not actually participated in the investigation process of a case since he graduated from the police for several months. What he does is either writing files or entering data. He is simply a layman.

This kind of superior, indifferent, disrespectful and distant attitude towards the comrades of the criminal police.

Lin Heng felt very lonely, but there was nothing he could do.

——Because, he had to admit that the ideas of these colleagues may be completely correct.

In a modern society where investigative technology is constantly improving, data models are becoming more and more mature, and the accuracy of surveillance cameras is rapidly improving, no matter what kind of murder case, it will basically be done in the "relationship investigation", "data location" and "trace tracking" There is nothing to hide under the axe.

And if it is a case that cannot be solved by relying on high-precision investigative technology and the criminal police's footsteps, it is also difficult for criminal psychology to find the murderer.

Under such circumstances, the role of criminal psychology in the actual detection of cases is getting lower and lower, and it is reasonable to be marginalized.

And the section chief named Huang Yuanguang in front of him probably has already accepted this reality, and now he is in the old fritters state of going to work every day just to get off work.

But Lin Heng doesn't want to be an old fried dough stick. He still has an ambition to become a policeman with iron shoulders who upholds justice and sweeps away the darkness, so even if he is shrouded by Huang Yuanguang's salted fish aura every day, he still works conscientiously. get the job done.

Fortunately, although the section chief is very salty, he is very kind and doesn't care about Lin Heng's occasional slight offense. This is a blessing in misfortune.

"A file like this can never be finished. If you finish one hundred copies today, you will get two hundred copies tomorrow. You have to take your time..."

Huang Yuanguang was pacing in the office with a teacup in his hand, and the salted fish force field came again.

Lin Heng tried his best not to be influenced by him, and worked hard.

"Little Lin, you still have to learn one more thing, I—"

His voice was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the phone. Huang Yuanguang put down his teacup and came to the internal phone, where the source of the voice was.

"...Okay...I see...Come right now..."

Lin Heng pricked up his ears curiously. He saw that the expression on Huang Yuanguang's face remained unchanged, but there seemed to be some long-lost solemnity in his voice.

Putting down the phone, Lin Heng immediately asked Huang Yuanguang:

"Section Chief, that call is..."

Huang Yuanguang squinted his smiling face, walked over, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Get up, let's go to the big conference room on the first floor."

"...a large meeting room?"

"The provincial department is going to hold an emergency meeting, not just our crooked ones—the Technical Division, the Criminal Investigation Corps, the Economic Investigation Corps, the Public Security Corps, the Special Police Corps... basically all departments have to attend.

"Boy, are you excited? Haven't you always wanted to participate in a big case yourself? Now is your chance!"

...

"A few days ago, a villa on the outskirts of this city was burned down. The body of the owner of the manor, Wang Changming, was found in the fire. Regarding the details of this case, the police are investigating further..."

Outside the train station in Qingxia City, there were people coming and going, Yang Luo was carrying a backpack and watching the latest news broadcast on the TV in the supermarket, expressionless, he threw the beverage can he had just finished in one gulp into the trash can next to him .

"There is no detailed report on the situation of the corpses, and there is no information about dozens of corpses in the manor... Sure enough, did you hide the details of the case?"

With a backpack on his back, Yang Luo walked slowly towards the train station hall.

For some reason, the atmosphere inside and outside the train station was a little tense. From time to time, some figures with strong figure and lightning eyes, dressed in plain clothes, were mixed in the crowd, but they didn't look like passengers catching a train at all.

The eyes of those plainclothes officers swept over Yang Luo. Wearing a sweatshirt and carrying a small backpack, he looked calm and did not arouse anyone's suspicion.

"Sure enough, it's exactly what I thought—this case may have alarmed not only the police in this city, but I wouldn't be surprised even if a special investigation team was dispatched from across the country and tens of thousands of plainclothes police officers were mobilized to investigate.

"...However, it's a pity that if you are still limited by your existing thinking, you will never find me. After all, who would think that the ten-acre villa was destroyed by one person, not by one person? What about an entire small, well-trained and armed army?

"While they were still relying on their inherent thinking to investigate the target through surveillance, data, and eyewitness testimony, I had already left the city with billions of dollars of property and returned to my hometown."

Thinking back to the laptop in his backpack, the digital currency worth hundreds of millions that had just been transferred to the local area, and the express mail that had already been delivered, Yang Luo showed a faint smile on his face.

"In this world where the gods have not yet come, extraordinary power is decisive. In the face of such great power, human rules are so fragile."

Yang Luo walked into the ticket gate and swiped his ID card on the entrance without fear.

"Ding, please pass."

He smiled and walked away from the ticket gate quickly, and just before leaving, he looked back.

"Goodbye, Qingxia City."

He exhaled lightly, and in his spirit, the "severe flame" bred by spiritual transformation sent a burst of heat, which made his mood even more excited.

"Spirit change..."