cry of a butterfly

The voices of ridicule and ridicule continued, and the police elites in the venue were whispering about the little police detective who had been kicked out, but he suddenly stopped leaving and turned around again.

"I don't think you're right." Chu Hua stared at Rosselle's gray-blue eyes, and repeated with the corners of his mouth hooked, "You're not right."

The white-haired old man raised his eyebrows in surprise, and immediately smiled generously, "All ears."

The venue fell silent, and everyone turned their faces to look at the little police detective, including of course Chief Superintendent Han Xiao, the "elite of the elite".

Chu Hua held his breath slightly, and adjusted the strings in his mind to the limit of tension. He waited intently for Compo's words, even more tense than when he faced the muzzle of the gangster for the first time in his life.

"The following paragraphs are irrelevant to solving the case, but I need you to listen so attentively," said the smiling man's voice after a short pause, "You shouldn't have come to me, I planned to Treat you like a stranger for the rest of my life. But once I hugged you, I can never let go again. You can't completely occupy a person's heart and then leave as if nothing happened..."

If not everyone was staring at him, he would have called out "fuck": what the hell is this bastard thinking? !

Chu Hua coughed unnaturally twice, intending to remind Compo that the confession at this time is too inappropriate!

"Okay," the male voice in the headset smiled connivingly, "You have to listen carefully to every word that follows..."

The young police detective deliberately raised his neck and walked towards the podium with a confident posture.In order to hide his helplessness of not being able to place his hands, he even took over the pointer from Rosselle.Slowly glanced at the audience, and also glanced at Han Xiao's stunned and angry face, but quickly moved away without hesitation.

"All the victims in this series of cases were brutally mutilated. Their chests were pierced and cut open, their internal organs and intestines were exposed, their faces and anus were scratched. And they all had their penises cut and abandoned. On the one hand. Although the murderer's method of killing is haphazard, he has very carefully eliminated any clues that would reveal his identity. The murderer's crimes follow a fixed pattern. He is like a bloodthirsty hunter in the dead of night. The street waited patiently for its prey, and judging from his behavior at the time of the crime, he was crazy but not out of control."

"Yes, what I just said also expresses this meaning," Rosseler nodded, and interjected disapprovingly, "This has something to do with the killer's judicial background, and he is well versed in criminal investigation."

"Wow, you're in a hurry." The young police detective glanced sideways at the white-haired old man, squinted his eyes and said with a fancy smile, "The key to this case is that if the killer is not a 'natural criminal' with XYY①, Then why does he attack a certain type of victim? Why does he have the act of cutting the victim's genitals? Why does he have to cross-dress?"

After a seemingly natural pause, Chu Hua continued to repeat the words of Compo in the miniature headset: "The medieval thinker Memenides believed that prostitutes were forbidden, and the reason for the prohibition was that those with 'patriarchal beliefs' believed that prostitutes were harmful to transporting The sperm that enters the reproductive tract is indiscriminate, thus destroying the blood of the tribe's ancestors. In places such as the "Roman Imperial Palace", the goods for customers to choose are of course not limited to men. If the killer is a celibate, low-key low-key A police officer, or an unknown court clerk steeped in criminal cases, who could have vented his "patriarchal beliefs" by attacking the traditionally 'prohibited prostitute', and sought Sadistic pleasure is also easier."

At first Chu Hua was nervous and his hands and feet were stiff, but later he became more confident under those surprised and expectant eyes.He tore off the tie that made him uncomfortable, and began to talk like a real orator, and even used body language just right, mixing those boring and profound theories with unrefined words The vulgar joke made all the elites present dumbfounded.

"In the dreams analyzed by Freud, when a girl is violently assaulted, she will meet a man holding a sharp knife in countless unexpected nightmares. The penis becomes the embodiment of the sharp knife at this time, Instead of being a source of pleasure for a man, it is interestingly that it is the testosterone secreted by the testes that has been shown to have a profound effect on a man's muscles, libido, and even aggression. Since Uranus was castrated, male genitalia It transcends the meaning of 'male organ' to represent the individual itself, and even has the symbolic meaning of 'controlling violence with violence'."

"Why did the murderer cross-dress? The victim was unarmed, and he, who has professional fighting skills, would not have survived. There is no need to disguise himself as a woman to hide his identity. He sanctioned men as a woman, and sanctioned those who were under him. A man who doesn’t look like a man in his eyes. This behavior seems absurd and unbelievable, why did he do that?” After a thought-provoking question, Chu Hua took a few steps forward and paused for a moment before continuing, “Social psychology Scientists believe that humans have the motivation to maintain a positive self-image, and in certain situations, this will lead them to do surprising or paradoxical things uncontrollably. It's like the autonomic nervous system governs our body The organs of the human body, like the glands, are not under the control of the individual's will - the cold will make the hair stand on end, and the bright light will make the iris sphincter contract, and the strength of the two is directly proportional."

Speaking of this, the young police detective put down his pointer and smiled sweetly, "A man in a powerful department, a dictator who deprives others of himself by cruel means, a man who must spare no effort to maintain a positive self-image Winner - I think he's sitting among you right now."

The quiet venue began to boil, Rosselle frowned and did not speak, while the police elite present whispered to each other from left to right. Of course they understood the subtext of this little police detective, and the spear of doubt was already aimed at it. Own!

He has been very unlucky these days, and the ratio of the Losada line ② approaches zero.But all the haze disappeared at this moment. Chu Hua, who was in a good mood, completely ignored his lover. Naturally, he didn't see Han Xiao lowering his head. The heavy shadow brushed over that elite face, and he clenched his fist. Both hands were covered with horrible blue veins.

"Who the hell are you?" The white-haired old man stared into the other person's eyes, his gray-blue eyes full of suspicion, "How could you be just a civil servant?"

"I told you my name just now. My name is Chu Hua, and I come from a computer data set that faces a group of women day and night." The sense of shame made the young police detective feel refreshed and refreshed.As soon as the words fell, he swung his buttocks in full view, and stepped out of the door very coquettishly and happily.

"Oh, by the way," before taking a few steps, he turned his head and looked into Rosseler's eyes with raised eyebrows, "Your seven expositions of the same theory appear on page 23 of the book, "Self The second and fourth paragraphs of the chapter "Split"; the third paragraph of the chapter "The Devil Explains the Danger" on page 86; the third, seventh, and ninth paragraphs of the chapter "Childhood Shadows and Pedophilia" on pages 172 and 173 ; the penultimate paragraph of the chapter "Lust and the Battle of the Holy Spirit" on page 298. How much I loved that book, and how frustrated I am now - how much time I spent reading the 'bullshit'!"

Compo's laughter came from the headset, this time Chu Hua really left.And it wasn't kicked out.

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"I figured you'd be here today, so I'm here to say thank you—for you solved a problem for me."

"You mean that annoying rock star?" Chu Hua curled his lips and said to the invisible man, "Those who pretend to be passionate probably think that the celestial bodies rotate because of themselves? I never thought of helping you. I beat him because he was too arrogant, and I didn't like him."

Compa laughed, "I thought that for my generosity today, even if you don't throw yourself into a hug with gratitude immediately, you should show something."

"You are wrong, I am such a wolf-hearted guy! Although we had such a skin-to-skin kiss, I have decided not to see you again." The pace of leaving deliberately slowed down, and I kept looking around, as if anxiously looking for People, but they still pretended to be relaxed and said, "I know I am very charming, but I advise you to try to forget me, cheer up and live again, okay?"

"You can stop seeing me, but you can't ignore your partner's life or death."

"Where is Tu Yuming?" Chu Hua asked anxiously, "Is he okay?"

"It's fine now, but it won't be guaranteed for a while."

"Where is he? Tell me where he is!"

"Underground Parking Lot."

The man unilaterally broke off contact.

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In the empty underground parking lot, the young police detective looked left and right and turned his face back and forth. He was grabbed by the wrist before he was halfway into the depth—just like he was in the ocean that day, and he suddenly surfaced. Hugging himself tightly in the water, the appearance of this man always catches people off guard.

Putting the silver cane aside, Kang Bo stretched out his hand to caress Chu Hua's face, his fingertips gently brushed his soft and fragrant skin, but was suddenly blocked by the other party's extremely angry raised hand.

"Are you fucking looking for a prostitute?!" At the moment when his four eyes met, he suddenly felt so sad and eager to vent, his eyes were red, and the voice that blurted out was trembling to suppress his crying, "After the whoring, I will Let's go, it shows up again when you want to whore?!"

"But," looking at the young police detective who pursed his lips and looked inexplicably aggrieved, the man smiled instead, "The person who left last time seems to be you?"

"But...but..." He was choked by his unreasonable anger, and after a while he pouted and said, "You haven't come to see me these days, have you?! I even met your first wife daughter, I haven't even seen you..."

"My daughter has gotten into some trouble recently." Compo frowned slightly, "Have you seen Ye Yin?"

"Yes, I saw that woman! I learned the truth from her mouth, you are a lustful devil, you see me as a prey! Dissecting my memory makes you very excited, destroying my nerves makes you very happy... ..." The unhappiness accumulated in my heart for several days poured out, even though I had allowed myself to be embraced by Kang Bo, even though I could smell the gentle breath of the sun and sea breeze from his arms, Chu Hua still did not cooperate. He resisted fiercely, pushed and struggled with both hands, and muttered and called the other party "bastard".

It wasn't until the person in his arms seemed to lose his strength that Kang Bo supported the back of Chu Hua's head, and gently pressed his face into his neck.

"How to do it..." Feeling that his body was tightly bound by a pair of folded arms, he closed his eyes lightly, and kissed the forehead of the person in his arms, "How can you get rid of these delusions and concerns... How can I make you completely belong to me..."

The young police detective broke away from the opponent's embrace, stared at the pair of bloody eyes, once again felt trapped by the long eyelashes like tassels, once again let the pair of light-colored pupils escape everything. Emotions wiped clean.After a moment of silence, he couldn't stop his sobs and said, "If you want to hug me, you have to promise me that you will never let go; if you want to get me, you have to be honest with me."

Putting his palms together, Compo held Chu Hua's face in his hands, and looked at him with slightly squinted eyes.

"Prove that you are not a bloodthirsty maniac. Prove that you have nothing to do with the death of those twelve girls."

The man readily agreed with a smile, "I will."

"I want to know you completely, I want to know all your past. You said we met once, so tell me now, when? Where?"

"Hands up! If you fucking dare to kidnap him again, you will die!"

Just as one of the two men was about to speak, another man's roar suddenly sounded from behind them. It sounded like Mr. Detective who had just woken up from his sleep.

Compo leaned into Chu Hua's ear and said a few words, and then heard Tu Yuming's roar behind him: "You fucking turn around slowly towards me and raise your hand!"

Compa turned around, waved his hand to indicate that he was not carrying a weapon, and then took up his cane.Still smiling, he walked towards the other party with steps that were graceful and full of frustration like dancing.

His long curly hair was loosely tied, and his face with fair skin and red lips looked like a timeless painting on an icon screen.This man seems to have been created by God's ingenuity. Tu Yuming's whole body was stiff due to the huge shock, and he watched Kang Bo approaching him without blinking, but when the two were only one step away, he couldn't help but retreat ——I even forgot that I, who was holding a gun, had the upper hand.

"I'm sorry, I moved my hand to you just now." Compo bowed slightly to the other party with an apologetic expression, and then left.

"Fortunately, I was here, so he couldn't abduct you again!" Until the man's back disappeared in the distance, the scar-faced police detective walked towards his partner complacently.Glancing at his stunned face, he asked, "What did Compo tell you just now?"

"He only gave me five words," Chu Hua, who also took a long time to come back to his senses, gave him a hard look, "Deer Tree Nursing Home."

The author has something to say: ① There is a saying that a man with chromosome XYY is born a bad embryo who does all kinds of evil; ② Losada ratio, "whether a person's emotions are positive or not" is determined by the ratio of his positive emotions to negative emotions Determined, the ratio of positive and negative dividing lines is roughly 17:6, the ratio is 2.9013, in other words, when the value is greater than 2.9013, the person's mood is positive, otherwise it is negative.