Not in reincarnation

I know the appearance of the murderer but I don't know the name of the murderer, I don't know the origin of the murderer, and I don't know the motive of the murderer.There is only a witness who does not exist, that is the deceased Jiang Xiaoli.All evidence comes from a man who cannot speak.

Zheng Jiang was very upset by the police who refused to share the forensic autopsy report with them. Gao Zhenglin comforted him and said, "They haven't solved the case now. They tore their face before. How dare they ask us to go back and help?"

"Help? I don't even want to die!" Zheng Jiang sat down on the bed, angrily, "Knowing people, knowing faces, not knowing the heart, that team Xing looks smiling, I didn't expect to be such a person."

Seeing how angry he was, Gao Zhenglin swallowed the words "people have rules too", put his arms around him and said, "Let me help you find out, and when they are forced to offer a reward, we can go and receive the reward." OK, okay?"

Zheng Jiang's heart was obviously moved, but he still said awkwardly: "Who cares about that money! Hmph!"

"Is the money bad? You can buy food and drink. What do you want to eat? I'll take you to eat." Gao Zhenglin said patiently.

Zheng Jiang's eyes lit up: "Then I want to eat..."

"Except for Sichuan cuisine." Gao Zhenglin knew the little Jiujiu in his heart.

"I'm going on strike! I'm going to break up!"

Mi Liu hadn't been fired yet, and she tried her best to show her presence in front of them. "Do you know what the murderer looks like? Then you can give me a portrait." Mi Liu said, "I can find it in the file."

Zheng Jiang was the first to disagree: "The sea of ​​people is vast, when did you find it?"

Mi Liu was in a hurry: "Then what can I do? Let me tell you, if this kind of case is not found out who did it earlier, and the family members don't pursue it... and the identity of the deceased is quite special, it is very likely that it will not happen." It's over. The public won't care, because the person who died was a prostitute, and to them, the profession of prostitution doesn't matter at all!"

"As long as it doesn't affect their own lives, the life and death of others has nothing to do with them." Gao Zhenglin sighed, "Although I don't want to admit it, it's very common."

Zheng Jiang pursed his lips and said nothing.Is it because of my previous life?Or because of something else, he could never forget Jiang Xiaoli's death.

"Do you want to give up?" Zheng Jiang tugged at the corner of Gao Zhenglin's clothes.

Gao Zhenglin looked at him with his head down, not daring to meet his gaze, his heart ached to the point of melting.As a lawyer, of course he has to look at everyone from the perspective of "all beings are equal". He more or less knows about Zheng Jiang's absurd actions.

Life is short, if you keep entangled in the past, then you will live too hard.

In a finite life, what's wrong with giving the infinite him some support?

So Gao Zhenglin held his hand tightly and said softly: "Why should I give up? It's what you want to do, so I'll be with you naturally."

Zheng Jiang's eyes were full of water vapor, obviously if he didn't satisfy himself with a word, he should cry.Zheng Jiang himself didn't know why he met Gao Zhenglin, he seemed to have countless grievances and could no longer be strong.Obviously he was cruel and merciless, and he was not bound by feelings.

After a few days, the police were really at a loss. After calling the surveillance of the bar and the surrounding roads, the police could only give a blurry photo of the suspect, and initially obtained the suspect's physical characteristics: 40 to 1.7 years old, male, He is about [-] meters tall and of medium build.

This height is very interesting. Zheng Jiang didn't notice it at first, but it was particularly conspicuous in the meager information that the police gave to the public.He discovered in Jiang Xiaoli's memories that Jiang Xiaoli was wearing high heels that night, the high heels were about seven or eight centimeters long, and at this time Jiang Xiaoli was almost as tall as the murderer.You know, Jiang Xiaoli is only about 1.5 meters tall, so the murderer may actually be only 1.6 meters or more and less than 1.7 meters tall.

"In the current era, and in this age range, very few men are only about 1.6 meters. If this happens, it is either malnutrition or family inheritance." Zheng Jiang said.

Gao Zhenglin glanced at Zheng Jiang, in fact Zheng Jiang is not very tall, just 1.7 meters.Zheng Jiang didn't know what he meant by looking at himself, and continued: "Among young men, his height is not dominant, which means that he is not attractive to the opposite sex. Among middle-aged men, he may be engaged in physical labor of."

"Maybe the long-term physical labor has started since he was a child, and heavy objects have suppressed his body's vertical development?" Gao Zhenglin rubbed his chin and joked.

Zheng Jiang was serious: "Don't believe it, it's true."

"Go on, go on." Gao Zhenglin was still laughing, trying to pretend that it wasn't funny at all.

Zheng Jiang rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk to him: "If he is a young man, because he is not favored among women, he develops hatred towards women... Well, there must be some opportunity."

"What about middle-aged people?" Gao Zhenglin asked.

Zheng Jiang said: "According to his attitude towards Jiang Xiaoli, his attitude towards women is extremely cruel, so he is extremely hostile towards women or... her profession, if you take what Xu Jia said into consideration."

Gao Zhenglin raised his eyebrows: "Hatred towards prostitutes?"

"The murderer may be an unmarried or divorced person. In any case, he is single." Zheng Jiang tilted his head, "Then why does he hate prostitutes... What has the murderer experienced?"

Gao Zhenglin was speechless, and now Zheng Jiang was going to start the "random guessing" mode again.

"I'm speculating for a reason now." Zheng Jiang saw the suspicion in Gao Zhenglin's eyes.

Okay, there is a justified "random guess".Gao Zhenglin looked at him with tolerant eyes, and Zheng Jiang pushed his face.

"Maybe prostitutes destroyed his life? When he was a child, his father cheated on him and was discovered by his mother, and then divorced. He was taken away by his father, but his father didn't care about him? He couldn't eat well or wear warm clothes, and he was malnourished. He felt that everything was suffering. It's all because of whores."

Gao Zhenglin asked: "What if the mother took it away?"

Zheng Jiang said: "That is because his mother abused him, making him feel that women are hateful, and then blamed women, and more importantly, prostitutes..."

Gao Zhenglin shook his head: "The identity of a prostitute has its particularity. This kind of profession is not well-known. In the eyes of most people, the death of a prostitute is not a big deal. As a relatively low-status profession, apart from its concealment , and its limitations, so the murderer may choose a female group who is also in a disadvantaged status."

Zheng Jiang sighed: "A person who bullies the weak and bullies the weak is the loser of life."

"Psychological imbalance will divert his attention. He may want to kill a woman with a higher status, not a prostitute. But the murderer has no way to reach that kind of woman because they seem unattainable. In In front of them, the murderer felt inferior, so he chose a woman with a lower status than himself to take revenge." Gao Zhenglin said in surprise, "Why did I start guessing like you?"

"It's not guessing, I think what you said makes sense." Zheng Jiang hit him with a pillow.Gao Zhenglin took the pillow and hugged it in his arms, and looked at him with a smile: "Then what to do, your thoughts conflict with mine."

"Since there is a conflict, it means that one of us is right, or neither of us is right. The task now is not for you to convince me or me to convince you, but to wait for more information before making a conclusion. Zheng Jiang said that it is meaningless for two people to persuade each other, everything is speculation, and the truth shall prevail.

Gao Zhenglin closed his eyes in pain, and fell on the bed: "Then when will there be any information? I don't want to rely on those incompetent policemen anymore."

"Brainstorming is the right thing to do. Unity is powerful." Zheng Jiang said regretfully.

Gao Zhenglin seemed to have remembered something, and jumped up from the bed: "We still have Mi Liu, ask Mi Liu if he can get the forensic autopsy report and the progress of the investigation."

"The progress of the investigation is generally kept confidential, but you can try the autopsy report of the forensic doctor..." Zheng Jiang thought for a while and called Mi Liu.