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After Zhan Feng finished speaking, Xiao Liu quickly jotted down this new argument, and Wang Min asked with a serious face: "Explain, explain, it's dry."

"Look at this." Zhan Feng was also unambiguous, and led the crowd to the burned car frame, knocked on the frame and said: "This kind of 28-seater bus basically has one specification. The height is between [-] meters and [-] meters, the length is generally seven or eight meters, and the width will not exceed three meters. When the explosion occurred, there were [-] people in the car, and the weight of the whole car was average. If the explosion force was also On average, even with the effect of the shock wave, the car body should not deviate too much."

He squatted down, wearing black leather gloves on his bony palms, reached out and drew a line on the ground, and tapped the position of the line: "But the traces of the ruts have such a large angle of inclination, which shows that the explosion The intensity is uneven. Judging from the trajectory, the bomb should have been placed under the front of the carriage, and it is obvious that the bomb exploded most powerfully when it was placed in the middle of the carriage. Would the prisoner deliberately show mercy?"

When Zhan Feng said this, he also paused, staring at Shen Yan with obsidian-like eyes, and then smiled.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and the movement of pinching the cigarette with his fingers was skillful and beautiful, even with a bit of elegance. After taking a puff of the cigarette, he pouted his chin at Xiao Liu: "Do you understand?"

Xiao Liu couldn't laugh or cry, and shook his head begging for mercy: "Brother Zhan, Boss Zhan, please forgive me, you are also a well-known detective in the provincial brigade, how can I keep up with your brain..."

Zhan Feng took a deep breath of cigarettes, turned his eyes around the crowd, and finally fell on Shen Yan's face, without hiding the sharpness in his eyes: "Because the prisoner can't reach the middle of the car body, and can't reach the two One reason. First, there are too many facilities under the car body. If you want to extend your arm to a place where explosives can be installed, you can only drill in from the side, but the criminal's arm is not long enough, so he can't do this; second, the car body Although the roof is very high, if the criminal has good physical fitness, he can climb from the front window to the middle of the roof. This is not a very complicated movement, but the murderer can't even do this, which shows that he is not only short, Not good at physical fitness."

After he finished speaking in one go, he threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, rolled his boots a few times, with a sharpness of tugging, and then asked Shen Yan casually: "Mr. Shen, can you make up for it?"

Shen Yan didn't expect that Zhan Feng would really argue with him, but he was not that naive, and he would not argue with the other party just for a moment of pride.

Shen Yan shook his head calmly and said: "No, the theory and evidence are very sufficient, I completely agree."

Wang Min didn't say a word, and seemed to be still digesting these clues one by one. Xiao Liu made two notes, but couldn't help asking: "Then if we say that the prisoner just put the explosives on the front of the car body just because he was afraid of trouble?" Woolen cloth?"

"impossible."

"will not."

The two looked at each other with a little surprise in their eyes, and then they both flashed a little smile.

This guy went with his own thoughts.

"If the criminal is a person who is afraid of trouble, then he will not have planned all this from the beginning. He should find a target as he pleases and kill him wantonly. If he is afraid of trouble, then all the inferences I just made are true. It has become a paradox." Shen Yan explained calmly, his tone was obviously indifferent and serious, but he did not have the boring aura of pedantry at all, but a kind of cool and handsome, "As long as a person lives in society, Then his background, occupational character, education, and even down to his taste in food, whether he has raised animals, etc., all these will become the signs to identify a person's behavior, and this sign will be unknowingly No one can avoid the feeling of permeating into his words and deeds. Therefore, when he conducts a set of logically complete incidents, there will not be too much contrast between his behavior before and after. If the contrast is too obvious, it is necessary to consider whether the criminal For groups of two or more."

Xiao Liu was very excited when he heard it, and nodded vigorously: "That's right, I understand, then as long as these clues are piled up, the real culprit can be found quickly."

Wang Min patted him heavily on the shoulder, and his serious face finally showed some relief: "The profiling of criminal psychology only outlines the approximate range of suspects, and there is still a lot of forensics and investigation work to come. It's as simple as you think it is."

He looked at Shen Yan, and shook hands very gratefully: "Thank you, Xiao Shen, your analysis today is of great help to the case, and many evidences at the scene will be brought back for testing, tonight or tomorrow morning at the earliest Only then will the results come out. There may still be troubles for you in the future, on behalf of the Q City Criminal Investigation Detachment, thank you for your cooperation and help!"

Shen Yan heard what Wang Min said, that is, the case is not over yet, and you will be dragged to work in the future.

He had already been pulled onto the boat by Professor Qin, and it was too late to say he wanted to get off now, so he could only shake hands with Wang Min and say a few polite words.

"By the way, I suggest that you go back and check to see if there have been similar cases in the past few decades. Many bombers have anti-social psychology, and some of them will yearn for the best criminals of their kind, and follow the example of those The modus operandi, as a tribute." Shen Yan suddenly thought of this, and immediately suggested it to Wang Min.

"I also pay tribute..." Xiao Liu couldn't help but also cursed, "You're so fucking perverted."

Shen Yan nodded and said: "Psychopaths do account for a large part of criminals with anti-social personality. Criminals may look the same as ordinary people, or even more normal than ordinary people. They may play a very good face. Characters are trusted and loved by people around them. Not all psychopaths are gloomy and withdrawn. Among the bombers, there are many who like to commit crimes repeatedly. You can look at the past files first, and there may be surprises reward."

Xiao Liu looked down as if he had found a treasure, and was busy recording with his head down. Wang Min made a few phone calls to contact the people in the archives. Zhan Feng leaned against the wall and smoked. He raised his head and his jaw was clearly defined. He stepped on the wall with his feet back. There was a sense of rebelliousness coming from his bones.

"Xiao Shen, how are you doing here?" Professor Qin came over panting. He was fat, and he was already sweating profusely after standing under the sun in August for more than two hours. It's almost there, I'll take you back to school first, now that the important witness is in a coma, and the evidence hasn't come out, it shouldn't be of much use to us for the time being."

Shen Yan nodded, just as he greeted Wang Min and the others, Zhan Feng suddenly walked over holding a cigarette and said, "I'll send you two off."

"No, I'm allergic to smoke." Shen Yan smiled politely at Zhan Feng, but the smile only stayed on his lips, and there was only indifference in his eyes, then he picked up his luggage and left the scene with Professor Qin.

Professor Qin was walking on the road, and asked Shen Yan with a smile: "Since when did you become allergic to cigarettes? Does that kid dislike you? It's rare that there is someone you hate."

Shen Yan listened to his teacher's ridicule, and smiled lightly: "No, it's just that I didn't sleep enough, and I got a headache from the smell of cigarettes."

His closed eyes were deep, concealing his real thoughts. What Professor Qin said was not entirely correct. In fact, he was just resisting from the bottom of his heart. All the policemen.