track criminals

Inside the Public Security Bureau, members of the special case team are in the conference room to discuss the progress of the case.When it was Ying Shen's turn to publish the profile, they walked to one end of the conference room, their bodies straight as loose, with serious expressions, and they explained the analysis results in eloquence.

"The suspect is a male, 25-35 years old, physically strong, well-educated, calm and careful, with flexible working hours, a background in medical personnel, and access to pharmaceuticals.

There is transportation.According to the characteristics of the victim who has no obvious connection, and the modus operandi of injecting drugs and putting them on the side of the road to wait for death, the suspect is an experimental criminal who likes to do research. "

"It's not the usual experiments of scientific researchers. The suspect's experimental subjects are human beings. He has no awe for life, only curiosity. The suspect experienced the death of someone close to him in his childhood.

A person who could speak and walk was so immobile, which brought him a great shock.Moreover, he did not get relief from psychological science, which caused him to have problems on the emotional level as a child,

Lack of empathy further becomes an incentive to commit crimes.Generally speaking,

This kind of situation is not serious, as long as the child grows up under the care, it will recover slowly and naturally.But if the environment does not bring about the correct guidance, and this abnormal psychology turns into a kind of indifference and contempt for life, if he grows up with this kind of cognition, of course he will not care about other people's lives. "

"He randomly chooses strangers to conduct experiments, that is, to commit crimes. In his eyes, living people are just experimental subjects, no different from a table and chair. And this kind of criminal, when you see him, you don't think he is indifferent , On the contrary, his social skills are very good, he conceals his inner cold-bloodedness, he blends in perfectly with the crowd, he is even a very popular person, he can win the trust of the victim, and commit crimes with ease."

The police officers listening at the table bowed their heads and took notes from time to time. After listening for a while, they couldn't help asking, "With the medical background, and the Internet is developed now, it's not impossible to get these medicines."

Ying Shen replied: "Yes, as long as you have a little knowledge of nursing in terms of injection, it doesn't have to be formal and have records, but the suspect is an experimental criminal, and it must be related to medical treatment. The dose is controlled to prevent the victim from dying easily. It's also important."

Another police officer asked again: "According to your analysis, some of He Xijun fit the profile, while others were contradictory. How suspicious is he?"

Ying Shen paused, "I'm familiar with him. To avoid being unobjective, I reserve my opinion."

Shen Wenqin glanced at him, and replied: "Our profile is just for reference, and there is a possibility of mistakes. You may have thought about everything we have considered. Of course, everything depends on the substantive evidence you found."

End of the meeting.

Ying Shen and the others went to that milk tea shop again.

As soon as the cashier saw them, he called the clerk who cleaned the table to come over. His handsome red hair was blown up arrogantly, as if each strand of hair had its own thoughts, and it could be seen that he was a very individual person.When he saw the two police officers, he didn't feel much awe, but looked very novel, "This is the police chief? It doesn't look like it."

The cashier pats him to be serious.He stood lazily, with a smile on his lips: "Just ask the police officer if you have anything, I will absolutely cooperate."

Shen Wenqin also smiled: "I have dealt with our people a lot."

The red hair shrugged, "Not much, not much, just average. It's just that I haven't seen such a good-looking policeman as you, so I'm a little surprised. How offending, please forgive me." He cupped his hands casually.

王

People are praising you, although it doesn't sound nice, but what can you do, can you scold me back and say that I am so ugly, is I so ugly?king

Ying Shen and the other two twitched their mouths before asking: "On April 4th, at three o'clock in the afternoon, do you have any impression of the person sitting by the window?"

"That time..." Hongmao frowned and recalled, looking at Shen Wenqin, "It seems to be a man, about the same height as you, with a similar figure. As for what he looked like, there are so many guests in a day, I really can't remember."

Shen Wenqin asked again: "If I show you the photo, can you recognize him?"

"Maybe, try it."

Ying Shen took out several photos and spread them out on the table. They were people who met the preliminary profile requirements, and He Xijun's photo was among them.

Hongmao squinted his eyes for a long time, flitted his fingers, and finally stopped on a photo.

"It's him."

"you sure?"

Hongmao said: "Probably, I remember there were a few young girls in the store at the time, who sneaked a few glances at him, and I went to place an order for him, and he just ordered a cup of coffee, then looked down at his phone, and didn't care. Something else, as if waiting for someone, sitting for a long time. I thought at that time that if some girl was so unlucky to date him, she would definitely not be happy."

"Wait, where are you standing?"

Hongmao replied: "If there are no guests, just stand on the side against the wall, so that it is convenient to see what the guests need, and it is also close to the kitchen."

"Standing here, can you see that man's face?"

Hongmao pouted in wonder, "Yes, I'm not blind."

Shen Wenqin: "...I mean, is he sitting facing the front desk?"

"Yes—" Hongmao answered in a drawn out voice, feeling a little impatient, secretly complaining about one question, and asking it so many times.

Ying Shen and Shen Wenqin looked at each other, raised their eyebrows, and exchanged a tacit look.

The red hair looked even more strange, "Mr. Police Officer, is there any problem?"

"No." They shook their heads, collected the photos on the table, thanked them, and then turned and walked out of the store.

At the same time, Ying felt a focused gaze.

Looking back, I happened to see a male customer overturned the coffee and lowered his head to pick up the fragments of the cup.The cashier pushed the red hair.He rolled his eyes impatiently, walked over immediately and said, "You don't need to move, I will clean up."

The red hair passed by, blocking the appearance of the guest even more.Because some of the coffee spilled on him, the guest turned and went in the direction of the bathroom.

Shen Wenqin saw him stop and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ying Shen squinted his eyes, and shook his head with some doubts, "It's nothing."

Then they continued to walk out side by side. Among the photos in their hands, the first one was that of He Xijun who had just been identified by the red hair.

But after a few steps out of the milk tea shop, Hong Mao stopped them, and suddenly remembered something.

Listening to him, Ying Shen and Shen Wenqin frowned more and more.

After the interrogation, not long after returning to the police station, he received a message.He Xijun was admitted to the hospital.If we talk about the cause and effect of the incident, we have to contact the case of Liao Jianing's disappearance and murder.When Liao's mother came to the police station to make trouble, she once said that it was because Liao Jianing's cousin was in the middle that He Xijun and her got to know each other, and that the cousin even tried to match them up.He knew He Xijun's family background a long time ago, and he seemed to accept it, convincing himself not to look at people with colored glasses, but when something really happened, things were different.

Once he started to doubt He Xijun, his emotions swept over like a rising tide, eroding all his rationality and calmness, and he even felt that he was responsible for his cousin's death.With a fever in his head, he came to He Xijun's door to argue, and beat him up hard, how severe was it?It is the point of admission.

When Ying Shen heard the news, his first reaction was to remember that the familiar customer in the milk tea shop was the cousin of the murdered Liao Jianing.He was close to the front desk, if he listened carefully, he might know something.

Sure enough, at the next sentence, the police officer said, "It was Liao Jianing's cousin who took him to the hospital."

王

They had planned to talk to He Xijun again, but given such an opportunity, they immediately set off to the Municipal People's Hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, they didn't know what to say. The hospital arranged them in the next bed with a curtain in between, which hadn't been drawn yet. This was not a good thing for two people who had just fought hard.

The doctor who checked the condition was also in a bad mood, and scolded them as soon as they came up, "Is there anything you can't talk about? Do you have to fight? You think you are cool, don't you? To be honest, there are not enough beds in the hospital, so hurry up when you get well." Get out of here."

The crew-haired man with bruises on his face immediately fought back, "What's your attitude? Can the doctor talk like that? Be careful, I'll sue you!"

"Whatever you want." The doctor shrugged, lowered his head and continued to bend over to check He Xijun's injury.As a medical staff, he knew very well that the person shouting on the other side was not seriously injured, and the two were similar in physique, so it was obvious that the person on this side kept his hand.Two ribs were broken, how much hatred is there?

The flat-headed man gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, clenched his fists, and stared at a pair of fierce red eyes.

"He's a murderer!"

The nurse next to her couldn't help but exclaimed.The doctor stopped for a while, but continued without looking up, "Is the evidence conclusive?"

The flat-headed man gritted his teeth: "Someone saw him at the scene."

The doctor was very calm, not at all like treating a murderer, without a trace of nervousness or fear."My job is to save people, whoever they are. It's the job of the courts to judge crimes," he said.

The nurse looked at the pale and weak He Xijun in amazement, and the flat-headed man was so angry that he couldn't calm down. Among the people present, only the doctor was the calmest, like a robot without emotional fluctuations, rational and flat, without sadness or joy.

After the stage treatment was over, the doctor came out, just in time to meet Ying Shen and Shen Wenqin who came head-on.After a brief greeting, they asked about He Xijun's condition.

"Two ribs were broken, and the skull was knocked out, so I can't move around for the time being." The doctor explained simply.

"But can you still talk?"

Doctor: "You can figure it out. But he still has abnormal vomiting symptoms, and we can only confirm it after the gastroscopy report."

As soon as he finished speaking, a nurse came over and handed the doctor a stack of papers.

The doctor frowned subconsciously when he saw it, "Gastric cancer is in the advanced stage, this situation can't be determined for half a month."