SCI Mystery Series

Zhan Zhao took these documents and looked at them one by one, his face became more serious the more he looked.

"Cat, how is it?" Bai Yutang asked anxiously.

"Mouse, how did you find out?" Zhan Zhao looked up at Bai Yutang.

"...?... What did I find?"

"These people are related to obsessive-compulsive disorder and psychological hints." Zhan Zhao took the information and patted him, "Say it quickly! Don't play dumb!"

"I didn't pretend to be stupid." Bai Yutang flipped through the magazine casually, "It's just that you think, this case is somehow related to you, plus the psychology department of C University, so I think it has something to do with psychology Slightly."

"Also!" Bai Yutang added, "Chao Dynasty and the others have read all these materials in the past few days, and they have not found any special relationship between these victims. The only thing in common is that they are relatively frustrated in life and career. Not very successful, and several have a history of mental illness."

"Oh~~" Zhan Zhao rubbed his chin, "So you come to me to find inspiration, right?"

"I think you seem to have been inspired." Bai Yutang stretched out his hand to lift his chin, "You look so smug."

"Go!" Zhan Zhao patted his hand away, stood up and walked out.

"Hey! Cat! Where are you going?" Bai Yutang hurriedly followed.

"Do you know that our bureau was the first to establish the 'Criminal Psychology Research Center'?" Zhan Zhao asked as he walked out quickly.

"Hmm...it seems like 20 years ago, Bao Bureau proposed the establishment?" Bai Yutang caught up two steps, and the two walked forward side by side, "What does it have to do with the case?"

Zhan Zhao pressed the elevator: "Do you know why this department was established?"

Bai Yutang plucked his ears: "Can you just speak up?"

"There was a big case back then. Because it involved so many people, most people didn't know about it. I also heard it from my seniors when I entered the research center." The two walked into the elevator, and Zhan Zhao pressed the button on the 11th floor. button. "Everyone doesn't know the details. We only know that the murderer used psychological hints to control people to kill people. Hundreds of people died in five years, and the police alone killed a dozen."

The elevator door opened on the 11th floor, and Bai Yutang had a look of disbelief: "How could I not have heard of such a big case?"

Zhan Zhao smiled, walked towards the archives room: "How old were you 20 years ago? Where did you go to find out, you little brat?"

Bai Yutang rolled his eyes: "Then how did you know?"

Zhan Zhao smiled and glanced at him: "Am I older than you!" After finishing speaking, he shook his head "tsk tsk" and looked at the ashen-faced Bai Yutang beside him, thoughtfully, "So-and-so didn't know how cute he was when he was young, It's so sweet to call my brother one by one, who knows that when I grow up, I will be so disgusted!"

Bai Yutang raised his eyebrows when he heard it: "Ha! You are a dead cat, you dare to taunt grandpa, don't you know what you mean when you were cute when you were a child?" After speaking, he recalled, "I was kissed by those aunts in the kindergarten every day. I don’t know who the face is full of saliva??”

"Ah!" Zhan Zhao quickly changed the subject, "The archives room is here!" After speaking, he opened the door and walked in

Bai Yutang followed behind, muttering, "If I hadn't protected you, would you have grown up so safely? You are ungrateful!"

Unexpectedly, Zhan Zhao in front of him slammed the door shut, but fortunately, Bai Yutang's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, and he reached out to block the oncoming door, and patted his chest in shock: "You are too ruthless, Master Jealousy has a handsome nose, isn't it?" no?!"

"Hush!" Zhan Zhao turned around and gestured to him to silence him, then went to the file rack and searched.

"How slow is this?" Bai Yutang was dizzy when he saw the dense labels, "Is there no record in the computer?"

Zhan Zhao turned to him casually and replied: "I looked for it before, but there is no record of this in the computer...Huh?"

Bai Yutang frowned and stopped when he saw him flipping through the pages, and hurried over: "What's wrong? Did you find it?"

Zhan Zhao pointed to the shelf and said, "The archives from 82 to 87 are much less!"

"Those are secret files." A somewhat old voice interjected.

...! ! ...

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang are not timid people, but in the middle of the night, in the gloomy file room, both of them were in high tension, and a sudden voice still startled them both.

A beam of strong light from a flashlight came directly at it, and Bai Yutang could already see that it was old man Sun, the old archivist in charge of the documents.

"Tou Sun, why are you still awake at this late hour?" Hastily stretched out his hand to protect the eyes of himself and Zhan Zhao behind him, "The light is on, why are you using a flashlight to take pictures? It's not a horror movie."

Old man Sun chuckled and turned off the flashlight: "It's you two boys, who came to the reference room in the middle of the night, I thought some blind person would come here to steal things."

Zhan Zhao pointed to the empty space on the file shelf: "Suntou, you said this is a secret file?"

Old man Sun waved to the two of them, signaling them to follow him.

Follow Old Man Sun to his duty room at the end of the corridor, where instant noodles are gurgling in the induction cooker.

"It smells so good." Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang exclaimed in unison, only to remember that they had been busy all night and hadn't eaten yet.

Old man Sun took out two more packets of noodles from the cabinet and put them in the pot: "Sit down."

The two sat down with some embarrassment.

"Those missing files belonged to one case, and some of them were sealed up as secrets." Old man Sun took out three clean bowls and put some chopped green onions in them, "The other part was destroyed. "

"Destroy?" Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao asked at the same time, "How could it be destroyed?"

Old man Sun filled out the noodles and sighed faintly: "It was ruined by that person."

"Which person?" After taking the noodles handed over by Old Man Sun, it smells so good! !

"Speaking of which, if that person didn't destroy those files, he might never be arrested." Old man Sun also sat down, talking while eating noodles.

"The one who destroyed the file was the murderer?" Zhan Zhao asked in surprise.

Nodded: "Not just a murderer, but also a policeman."

"Ahem..." Bai Yutang kept his mouth shut, Zhan Zhao handed over the tissue, "You said he was a policeman?"

"What was the name of the most flamboyant policeman in the bureau back then, 'Black and White Shuangsha', have you two heard of it?

Bai Yutang smiled: "Tou Sun, you are talking about Baoju and my old man, right?"

Old man Sun also laughed: "Yes, it sounds disgusting now, but back then, it was really majestic!"

After rushing through the last mouthful of noodles, Bai Yutang wiped his mouth and asked, "Tou Sun, what does the murderer have to do with these two old men?"

"Alas..." Old Man Sun sighed, "Except for a few old men, young people nowadays don't know about it. There were actually three people who were black and white in those days!"

"Three people?" Zhan Zhao was surprised, "Could it be that the third person is the murderer?"

Sun Tou didn't answer, but stared at Zhan Zhao for a while: "He's just like you."

...? ...

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other, puzzled.

Old man Sun put away the bowls and chopsticks on the table: "Psychological analysis... is simply a genius, but he didn't have such a name at that time, and he was still a policeman."

Bai Yutang was a little anxious: "Tou Sun, you have been talking for a long time, who is that person?"

"...I just said that this is a secret file." Sun Tou smiled, "I have an obligation to keep it secret. There is only so much I can tell you, and I really don't know the details. There should only be three people in the know. indivual."

"Three?" Bai Yutang was puzzled, "Besides my dad and Baoju, who else?"

"He himself." Tou Sun stood up and cleared the table.

"Is he still alive?" Zhan Zhao was shocked.

Bai Yutang also had an expression of disbelief: "He killed hundreds of people, and he was not sentenced to death?"

Sun Tou shook his head: "He can't hurt anyone anymore." After finishing speaking, he kept silent.

That night, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang were soft and hard, and Sun Tou didn't speak again, but cooked two more bowls of noodles for them.

Coming out of the duty room with a full belch, Bai Yutang frowned: "It's so mysterious, I'm really upset!"

"What should we do next?" Zhan Zhao asked, "Go back and ask your dad?"

Bai Yutang had an expression on his face that you spared me: "My God! It's been more than 20 years, it's time to say it!"

"Then ask the bureau?"

"You go!"

Zhan Zhao was in a dilemma: "Can you prove that the two cases are related?"

Bai Yutang shrugged: "He will definitely ask that!"

"Will your mother know?"

"The old man will definitely not let her talk about it," Bai Yutang wrinkled his nose, "Or try getting him drunk...but he will definitely be slaughtered when he wakes up."

The two walked to the door of SCI with sad faces, and Zhan Zhao suddenly asked, "Xiaobai, how old is your brother older than you?"

Without even thinking about it, Bai Yutang blurted out, "Eight years old...ah~~~~~~~"

Seeing that he had come to his senses, Zhan Zhao hurriedly said, "Your brother was already in his teens at the time, so he should remember things?"

"No, cat! I'm not the 'ah' one!" Bai Yutang grimaced, with an expression of the end of the world.

"Which one do you 'ah'?"

"...My brother came back today, and I agreed to pick him up."

"Ah?!" Zhan Zhao jumped up, "What time does your brother fly?"

"12 o'clock." Bai Yutang scratched his head.

Zhan Zhao looked at his watch, it was exactly 12 o'clock: "Hurry up! It shouldn't matter if you're half an hour late, right?"

Bai Yutang wept bitterly: "...it's 12:[-] noon..."

Zhan Zhao stayed with his mouth open for a while, then raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "A new record! Judging from your brother's personality..." After a pause, he concluded pitifully, "You're doomed!"

Bai Yutang turned around a few times, pulled Zhan Zhao up and ran outside.

"What are you doing?" Zhan Zhao pulled the desk on one side, trying not to let Bai Yutang drag it away.

"Come with me!" Pulling harder.

"I don't want to! Why should I go together??"

"Just say that you were delayed by something, and you testify for me!"

"I don't! Why? I'm not lying!"

"Anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat if you come with me!"

"I'm not going!"

……

The two maintained a balanced posture and moved towards the door bit by bit.

In the end, Zhan Zhao firmly grabbed the door frame, "Let go! I won't go! How dare you mess around in the police station! Sue you for kidnapping!!"

Bai Yutang was so angry: "Dead cat! Grandpa usually feeds you with delicious food and drink, but you don't want to save him, okay!" He said, and let go of his hand.

Just as Zhan Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Bai Yutang step forward, picked him up, and ran towards the elevator.

"Ah~~~ White mouse! Dead mouse!..." The following words were sealed in the elevator that closed with a "ding".

When Gongsun came out of the forensic room, he saw exactly this scene.

"Alas..." Shaking his head helplessly, he turned around and was about to leave when he heard another "ding" sound from the elevator.

Looking back, I saw the elevator door on the other side open, and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked out slowly from inside.

Gongsun looked him up and down, and concluded that this man was not a policeman. He was tall, well-dressed, with a well-defined face, extremely handsome... a bit familiar...

"Who are you looking for?"

Hearing the voice, the man squinted at Gongsun, "Who are you?"

Seeing his arrogance, Gongsun raised his head and smiled at him.

Zhao Hu, who was inside the transparent glass door of SCI, saw Gongsun's smile, and felt chills on the back of his neck, and pushed Jiang Ping beside him, motioning him to look up.

Jiang Ping raised his head and saw the strange scene outside the door. He also stuck out his tongue and said in a low voice: "Gongsun probably just finished the autopsy, and this brother hit the gun, just in time for Gongsun's anger...why does it look a bit strange?" Does it look familiar??"

Gongsun stretched out his hand: "Hi, my name is Gongsun Ce, from the forensic laboratory."

The man was taken aback when he saw Gongsun's smile, but his excellent self-cultivation made him instinctively stretch out his hand and shake it back. Just as he was about to speak, he felt that his hand felt wrong, wet and slippery. He lowered his head to look...

He saw that Gongsun and his hands were wearing a pair of flesh-colored plastic gloves, and then looked at his own hands, which were covered with red, white and white sticky objects.

Just as he was puzzled, Gongsun enthusiastically explained: "The red one is the liver residue, the white one is the brain pulp, and the black one is the burnt fat..."

Zhao Hu and the others, who were squatting behind the door to watch the excitement, were already looking for a place to vomit, but that person was very calm. Apart from his pale face, he didn't react too much. If you just look carefully, you can still see his Adam's apple twitching slightly. a few times...

"What's the name?" Gongsun smiled brighter, thinking that this person is no small character.

The man gritted his teeth and spat out three words: "Bai Jintang."

"Heh~~~" Amidst the gasps of the crowd, Bai Jintang's gloominess faded away, replaced by a smile of unknown meaning. He opened his arms and hugged Gongsun who was still in a daze: "Yutang often mention you."

"Heh~~~" Everyone took another breath, and on Gongsun's back, there was a red and white, sticky handprint...