Time-Limited Hunt

Yan Junxun doesn't come to the Inspectorate often, he hates the atmosphere here, and the eyes of all kinds of people here.He is different from the kind of person they understand, he has neither blood nor drive, and he seems to be awake every time he comes to the Inspectorate.He didn't allow Jiang Lian to mention his name here, and he also thought that he hadn't provided much help to Jiang Lian.

Jiang Lian claimed that Yan Junxun was a psychological profiler, but they all knew that Yan Junxun did not behave like a psychological profiler.Shi Shanyan's words hit the nail on the head: Yan Junxun is very capable of empathizing with the murderer.The details of the scene are woven like a spider web in Yan Junxun's mind, and he often imagines along a thread.

"Can you understand?" Jiang Lian said to Shi Shanyan in the office while Yan Jun was looking for the bathroom, "His thinking runs so fast that people often can't catch up. This is very similar to an exam. Everyone obviously took the same paper, but he not only answered it correctly, but also answered it very quickly, to a certain extent, it is inevitable that people wonder if he has read the correct answer, or the one with detailed explanations."

"I understand."

Shi Shanyan leaned back in the chair and saw Yan Junxun behind the glass wall turning out from the corner.Yan Junxun stopped in front of the vending machine, not interested in the gazes around him.His super perceptual ability makes him very keen. He knows what the people around him are thinking, but he doesn't care.

"He knows how to protect himself, and he will throw many things and many people into the category of 'insignificant'. He doesn't like to be watched, and he has an attitude of disgust for his own observation. But his talent is so good, more often Can’t stop myself from thinking about it. You just give him something about the case, and he can’t help but sit there thinking about it.”

"Yes..." Jiang Lian looked at Shi Shanyan complicatedly, "You understand it very well. I would like to ask, will you do the same?"

Shi Shanyan turned his chair and looked at Jiang Lian.His eyes were very straightforward, and he said, "Why don't you ask Yan Junxun? He can tell you the correct answer."

Jiang Lian was silent for a while, then continued: "I always hope that Jun Xun can think of something wrong, it will make him look more normal."

Shi Shanyan was amused, as if he didn't understand this sentence.He straightened up and asked Jiang Lian across the desk, "Why do you think he's 'not normal'?"

Jiang Lian's glasses were polished very brightly, he thought about it seriously, and replied: "Because I am an ordinary person, ordinary people will be filled with righteous indignation for some details in the case, and everyone is more willing to stand from the perspective of the victim rather than the murderer. Jun Xun is very calm every time he observes the scene...sometimes it can also be called indifference."

"You think he can't empathize with the victim," Shi Shanyan said like a psychologist sitting in the office, "he 'sees' the victim's pain, but he doesn't show sympathy and anger as he should. Children raised by the system also Pretty scary, isn't it?"

Jiang Lian didn't answer.

"There is no Artemis in Yan Junxun's family now," Shi Shanyan split the question, "Because you found that Yan Junxun can't empathize with the victim, even though he looks very good now, but he doesn't care about the murderer. The level of understanding is far beyond that of normal people. Artemis’ teaching achievements are frightening, and if Yan Jun seeks to commit a crime, he will be the most difficult murderer.” Shi Shanyan showed an understanding expression, and asked cruelly with a smile, "I'm curious, did you 'kill' Artemis?"

***

Yan Junxun carried a beer can and passed through various bells and conversations.He looks like a recent graduate, even with Pikachu on his T-shirt.He did not return to Jiang Lian's office, but went to the lounge where there were relatively few people.

The lounge of the Inspectorate is surrounded by lush virtual green plants on all sides, the intervals between the seats are consistent, and the people inside are talking in low voices.The no-smoking area is on the left, Yan Junxun thought about it, and sat down in a remote place on the right.

The sound of the stream was played in a loop in the hall, and Yan Junxun felt in his trouser pocket, where there was still a cigarette hidden.He took out the cigarette, hesitated for a moment, bit between his lips, but didn't light it.

If you want to predict whether a person will do something, you have to figure out his expectations about the outcome of the behavior. If he can get rewards from it, he will continue to do it.This is the expectation theory in social learning.

Yan Junxun pressed the tip of his tongue against the cigarette butt.

The murderer is afraid of the sexual assault process, but chooses to repeat the crime against the sexual assaulter.She is paranoid and her modus operandi is consistent.It was like some kind of ritual, and she had to follow the steps before she could get the desired result.

Yan Junxun analyzed her too much, and in Yan Junxun's eyes, she was already transparent.

A woman who suffers from her husband's sexual violence all the year round, her family status may not be as good as that of a dog.She can't play with anything in the house at will, it doesn't belong to her, she has no right to touch it.She cleaned Liu Xincheng and Li Jianhua's house as if she lived in it, but she dared not go home to do the same, because she would be beaten if she did so at home.

She avoids violence and sexual elements, and refuses to look directly at Liu Xincheng's photos and herself.Liu Xincheng’s graffiti in the corridor also made her feel depressed, so she painted a beard on the graffiti, as if rape didn’t only happen to women, so she wanted to make her feel better.

She loves her child so much that she doesn't want to admit the fact that the child is dead.She modified Li Jianhua's system to make the system call herself "Daddy".In her imagination, she is not only the mother of the child, but also the father of the child, so that she can correct the mistakes of "father" and give the child happiness.

It shows that the child's death has something to do with the father.

The sound of the stream is very gentle and easy to fall asleep.Yan Junxun didn't want to sleep, and he didn't want to continue thinking, but his thoughts seemed to grow legs, and they pulled Yan Junxun, whether he wanted to or not.

"Crack!"

The flame of the lighter ignited Yan Junxun's cigarette, and Shi Shanyan's smell was very prominent.His arms that came from behind seemed to be half encircling Yan Junxun. The texture of the shirt was good, allowing his muscles hidden in the fabric to clearly emerge.

"They expect you to solve this problem as soon as possible." Shi Shanyan quickly flipped on the lighter, and put Yan Junxun's shoulders like a friend.

"Don't be stupid," Yan Junxun said with a cigarette in his mouth, "I'm an insignificant little character, I can only imagine."

The soft light of the rest room hits Yan Junxun's hair, and his tear mole is faintly visible in the smoke, which is his unique charm.He took only two puffs before removing the cigarette.He looked at Shi Shanyan, not caring how close they were.

"If you care about this case, you can tell Jiang Lian what you know." Yan Junxun's mouth was filled with a sweet smell of cigarettes mixed with the smell of lollipops, "Don't fuck me again."

"Then why don't you tell it?" Shi Shanyan was very patient, he smelled the smell of orange, which made him lick his canine teeth, "tell Jiang Lian that the murderer is sick."

Yan Junxun was very annoying.He hates the feeling of competing with others, and also hates the feeling of being observed all the time.

"I'm sorry," Shi Shanyan pinched Yan Junxun's leftover cigarette with two fingers, and apologized perfunctorily, "I guessed right by accident."

He bit the cigarette lightly, but his eyes seemed to bite Yan Junxun.

"You know why the murderer kills."

Of course Yan Junxun knew, he had already hinted at Jiang Lian.

***

Chen Xiulian is feeding the dog.

Chen Xiulian lives in an old residential building near the Iron and Steel Industrial Park. The dilapidated second floor of this dilapidated small building was bought by her husband He Zhiguo when he set up a factory.In the past, people lived on the second floor, and the grinding machines for steel processing were placed on the first floor to facilitate the entry and exit of steel.After He Zhiguo stopped staying in the berthing area, it was Chen Xiulian who had the final say, and she moved the old grinder to the basement.

Several earth dogs wagged their tails around Chen Xiulian. She put down the iron basin, and the dogs swarmed up.

"Kill them," He Zhiguo said in Chen Xiulian's ear, "there's a stench!"

Chen Xiulian didn't say a word, she listened to the chewing sound for a while.

"I'm talking to you." He Zhiguo seemed to be pushing Chen Xiulian's head with his hands. He used to love to do this. "Did you fucking hear that? Don't make me angry with Chen Xiulian. Make me angry and I'll fucking hit you, you know?"

Chen Xiulian's breathing was heavy, she didn't turn on the light on the first floor, she stood in the dark and was scolded with a livid face.Her lips moved: "I want to call the police and arrest you..."

"Report," He Zhiguo sprayed Chen Xiulian's face all over with saliva, "after reporting, I will beat you, to death!"

Chen Xiulian wiped her face with her sleeve, vigorously, as if wiping off old dirt.The buttons of the cuffs scratched her face, and she soon blushed from it.

"I told you to kill the dog, you fucking won't listen, right? Then I'll kill Qinqin!" He Zhiguo's voice pierced into Chen Xiulian's ear like a knife, "I want to drag her down from upstairs, Get rid of her like you got rid of. Money-losing people eat my wages every day, just like you have a mental illness! Finish beating the bastards that don’t have a long memory!”

Like a wounded female animal, Chen Xiulian suddenly howled towards the channeler.She was shaking all over, pulled off the connectors on her ears, fell to the ground, raised her foot and stomped hard.

The local dogs were frightened, wailed and tucked their tails, and ran into the corner with the bones in their mouths.

Chen Xiulian yelled her voice hoarse, panting for breath, looking around with red eyes, finally couldn't hear He Zhiguo's voice.She brushed her sweat-drenched hair back indiscriminately, rushed to the stairs, went down a few steps, and opened the lock with trembling hands.

There was a stench in the basement, but Chen Xiulian didn't care, the smell made her relax.Fumbling her hand on the wall, she turned on the light.

The basement is filthy, with scrap steel everywhere.A grinder had been moved, and Chen Xiulian originally wanted to throw it away, but she remembered what Liu Chen had written in the report—the Inspectorate was very powerful, and they could find many clues following one thing.He Zhiguo borrowed money to buy this grinder, and there was an IOU at the time. Although she burned the IOU, she was still full of fear of the unknown inspectorate.

The inspectorate had arrested many people in the report, Chen Xiulian didn't want to be arrested, she hadn't killed He Zhiguo yet.