Criminal Minds Profile 2

"What H-negative?" Fu Qingyun asked on behalf of everyone who was at a loss.

"The RH system and the ABO system are two important systems for dividing human blood types. We often say that type A, type B, type AB or type O are divided by the ABO system, and the division is based on the antigens on the surface of red blood cells and Antibodies in the serum. In addition to ABO, if there is D antigen on the red blood cells, we call it RH positive, and those who lack it are RH negative. For example, the deceased has type B RH negative blood type.”

"Among the Han people, less than one in a thousand people are RH-negative." Song Yucheng clasped his slender fingers lightly on the table, and said firmly, "Plus the ABO blood type is suitable, and there are 1 people who may match the blood type of the deceased. Couldn't find one of them."

"Besides, kidney transplant matching is not that simple. You have to check the genetic locus, PRA, and lymphocyte cross-matching toxicity. If a stranger who has no relationship with the deceased can use the deceased's kidney, such a person I’m afraid you won’t be able to find it among [-] million people.”

"Of course, if there is such a person with such distinct characteristics, it's only a matter of time before we find out." Song Yucheng raised his eyebrows.

"Forget it, let's discuss it together after Vice Team Tao and the trace inspection team finish their investigation tomorrow. The meeting is over." Fu Qingyun finished his last cigarette and announced the end.

He worked until nearly two o'clock in the morning. He saw that everyone had gray circles around their eyes and looked haggard, so he let everyone go back to rest first.

That's right, I finally found a more promising direction for investigation, but unfortunately it turned out to be a dead end, and I couldn't see any results after hard work, so I was inevitably discouraged.

Diao Shuzhen dragged his exhausted body and crawled into his house like a walking dead.

I was so tired, exhaustion was written in every cell in my body.The problem was that the clothes on his body were soaked in sweat and the strange smell of the crime scene, so Diao Shuzhen could only reluctantly throw himself down on the sofa, and just fell asleep with his clothes on.

After nearly a month of living as a salted fish, suddenly such an exciting case came again, her body was paralyzed to the extreme, every cell was clamoring for exhaustion, but she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.The thoughts hidden under the busyness during the day flooded towards her like a tide, and the noise in her mind was like a traffic paralyzed crossroads, the hustle and bustle was endless.

Even so, Diao Shuzhen closed his eyes, as if in a coma, and fell into a dreamland.

The trace of strangeness suppressed during the day came to my heart.

Excitement, pleasure, stimulation.

Like racing more than [-] yards and about to hit a big tree head-on, or jumping from a high altitude, the parachute cannot be opened in mid-air.

My heart beats faster, my vision distorts, like a devil doing a disco dance.

This is not quite right.

Then, this unconventional state is like injecting a cardiotonic agent directly into the heart, instantly raising a person's physical function and state of consciousness to several times the normal level.The senses are as sharp as a knife, and the mind is as clear as electricity.

Looking at the person lying in the bathtub, there was no image of him in those pupils, because how could ants be reflected in the eyes of gods?

It is God who gives life and takes life back.

In the natural state of the body, the most wonderful and non-addictive thing in the world is nothing more than being one with the beloved, but the pleasure of wantonly plundering the lives of others is far more than several times that of loving.

Li Gui tore off the cute and pure face, revealing a strange face and blood-stained fangs.

There is no chaos, no madness, it's just the inherent evil of human nature.This powerful and dark force was imprisoned under the thin civilization, and now there is no need to cover it, breaking out of the ground.

Just need to let go.

The sharp point of the knife parted the skin as thin as a cicada's wings, and the bright red blood, yellow and white grease gushed out together, as if cutting a piece of strawberry-flavored cake.

It's a pity that the man couldn't scream in fear, beg for tears and cry in despair. It's like eating hot pot without hot sauce, or eating crayfish at a roadside stall without beer in summer. There is always something missing. charm.

But, the slender fingertips penetrated into the skin breaks to search, dig, and grope, the corners of the lips smiled, and the bloody spoils lay in the smooth and clean palms.

Diao Shuzhen sat up from the bed, his lips were chapped and his face was pale.The tail of the hair was soaked in beads of sweat, and it was sticky to the neck tenaciously.

The dream just now was clearly engraved in his mind, and Diao Shuzhen finally understood what went wrong after waking up.

is the perspective.

She wasn't standing in the perspective of a policeman or a detective, thinking about how to stop this.Not even looking at it objectively with the eyes of an outsider.

Her perspective became one with that of the murderer.

What she thought about was how to cut open her prey more precisely, but how to go deeper and more cruelly.as well as--

happier.Pure joy.

Perhaps it was the sweat that drenched her back, but she only felt a chill rise up from her tailbone.She sat up and fumbled for a cigarette in her coat pocket.The cigarette case was crumpled and soaked through.She didn't care about the many, and took out one that was fairly complete.Her hands were too trembling, and she failed to light it several times in a row.

Finally, the starlight ignited, and like a drowning person sucking up the air, she took a big gulp, choking until tears came out, and she didn't hesitate to do it.

She heard the whisper of the banyan tree in the night wind, and felt that the night was eerily quiet. In this silence and loneliness, a small part of her heart ached faintly.

There, are the scars left by someone close to him.

She remembered what she overheard before she came to practice.

"We let her be a policeman not to get rid of violence and bring justice to her, but to prevent her from committing crimes. Song Yucheng, do you understand..."

The speaker deliberately lowered his voice, but the word fell into Diao Shuzhen's keen ears.That day, she would not have appeared at the door of Senior Sister Wang Yanyan's office, and she had an unintentional whim, and wanted to invite Senior Sister to have a meal together. Unexpectedly, she heard such a heartbreaking sentence——

Of course I know, my dear senior sister, my dear senior sister.

Diao Shuzhen bent the corners of her mouth mockingly, her footsteps paused, her complexion turned slightly pale, she took out the bluetooth headset in her pocket and hung it up.Wiping her hands in her pockets, with her signature lazy, nonchalant smile on her face, she turned and disappeared around the next corner.

Then, sister, everything is as you wish.

"In Gouning County, Kailing City, there hasn't been a murder case for ten consecutive years, and even robbery incidents rarely occur. It is a model area for public security management. What are you doing there?" Wang Yanyan looked at Diao Shuzhen Internship application, frowned.

"Oh, these years of [-] are really tiring. If I officially become a policeman and go through the wind and rain, I will definitely be even more tired." Diao Shuzhen said with a playful smile, "No, take this opportunity to take a vacation Well, it’s a big deal, I’ll go over there and apply for an account.”

"Oh, everything you do is a screw of socialism. It's all about serving the people. As a civilian policeman, can I still get involved in a murder case?"

Diao Shuzhen's smile was like a flower, and that smile was vivid, as if it hadn't been faked at all.

But silently cut off the probing eyes.

Sister, maybe you are right.

Perhaps you are both right.

After all, how could a truly innocent person detect a high degree of psychological abnormality?How could it be possible to have a high degree of empathy with the murderer, and understand those perverted desperadoes as well as he understands himself?

The edge of the white broken jade was stained with clear and warm water droplets, and there was a soft whimpering sound in the empty room, like a stray and injured cub licking its own wound alone.

A person who always smiles during the day, like a person without any worries, quietly collapses in the dark.

The moonlight outside the window slanted in, making the broken jade emit a soft light, silently supporting the choking master.

In the meeting room in the early morning of the next day, the case materials and reports covered the entire table. In the tense atmosphere, everyone silently took the materials and looked at them.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze.

"Have you found the kidney lost by the deceased?" Fu Qingyun rubbed his brows, then turned to ask Xiao Wang, a group of investigators.

"Now the hospitals have basically updated their inspection report systems, and they are all connected to the Internet. With the help of the hospital's information department, we have conducted investigations one by one. No patient with the blood type of the deceased was found." Xiao Wang replied.

Fu Qingyun shook his head. Although he didn't expect much at first, but he couldn't find anything with this most concise and directional clue, which was unavoidably frustrating.

"The hotel's surveillance camera, the second group?" Fu Qingyun threw a stack of documents back on the table, and asked, "Have you seen it frame by frame?"

"Fengbo Hotel has installed surveillance cameras in the corridors according to the regulations." Xiao Jiang from the second group swallowed and said helplessly, "It's a pity that those things don't look useful, they are just empty shells, and they have actually broken down long ago. .”

"Fuck." Fu Qingyun cursed and said angrily, "Where is the trace detection? Is it possible to find the murderer's footprints, fingerprints, saliva or hair? Isn't there a glass at the scene? There was no trace of a struggle at the scene, but since the murderer cut the deceased open with a sharp instrument, did he accidentally injure himself and leave blood on the scene?"

"I know that the scene is full of the blood of the deceased. Even if the murderer falls a little, it will be difficult to find. But let the comrades who inspect the traces take as many samples as possible to see if they can find any clues." Fu Qingyun wanted to sigh, but he tried to hold back went back.

"Deputy Team Tao has been busy all night, and they are still investigating there, but they haven't found anything for the time being." A group of Xiao Wang glanced at the news and said dejectedly, "The murderer's anti-reconnaissance ability is very strong, probably He wore gloves all the time, leaving no traces. As for the footprints, the murderer probably wiped them clean with a mop, and the few footprints detected were all from the deceased himself. The glass, the murderer washed it..."

"Let's rebuild the site first." Diao Shu really didn't want the gloomy cloud of loss to hang over everyone's heads and affect morale, so he spoke while Xiao Wang's voice had just finished.

Her voice was muffled, a little nasal, as if she had a cold.

Xiao Wang glanced at her in surprise, wondering why a young female civilian policeman would come to express her opinion on a murder case.

"You are?" he asked puzzled and contemptuously.

"She is my partner, she came to study at the grassroots level." A cold voice sounded behind Diao Shuzhen.

Song Yucheng pulled out the chair and sat down beside her.

"Do you have any questions?" Song Yucheng sat upright, like a tall and straight green bamboo, and said, "If there are no questions, let's start."