The Winner Is KingChapter 357: Truth and Happiness (I)

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"Even if you turn Haicheng over, you have to find him. Shen Yue said hatefully: "These two victims have one thing in common, that is, they had seen a psychiatrist before being victimized. Female college students feel that their lives are gloomy and have nothing to love because they have just fallen out of love, while female white-collar workers have nightmares at night because of too much work pressure. ”

Su Chen knows that the first element of investigating the suspect in a serial homicide case is to find the similarities of the victims, of course, it is not excluded that the murderer kills people indiscriminately and irregularly, and this kind of behavior is very rare.

When a person does something crazy, he will more or less have his own purpose.

Except for the beasts that have truly lost their humanity, they will not kill people on sight.

Since the two victims were killed after seeking a psychiatrist, it is obvious that the psychiatrist has become the object of suspicion.

"Since the suspect has been found, why didn't you arrest him directly for interrogation?"

In his mind, the way the police did things was not like this.

As long as there is the slightest suspicion, they will try their best to find a breakthrough in the other party, and they will not hesitate to take special measures when necessary.

Shen Yue said helplessly: "This person's identity is a little different, he is a working psychologist at Johns Hopkins Hospital, with a doctorate, and has published many papers, and he is very famous. The Haicheng Police Department is bound not to investigate the case in a brutal way. ”

When the old policeman who led the team went back to dinner, he was so angry that he almost hacked his family to death with a kitchen knife. If it weren't for the neighbor who found out that something was wrong and immediately called the police, it would have been a big problem, and the other policewoman, who had just graduated from school, went to a nightclub to drink and find someone to spend the night on the night after the investigation, but fortunately, her boyfriend found out that something was wrong, so there was no accident......

Su Chen's face was cautious, this situation was no longer a simple psychiatrist, it was hypnosis.

And it is the most complex method of hypnosis, called subconscious induction......

Plant a seed in someone else's heart and delay the explosion.

"He's a master. Su Chen thought secretly.

It is extremely correct for the police station to hand over the case to the special affairs department, this psychiatrist is too rampant, and he has no fear for the Haicheng judicial organs, and whoever dares to trouble him, he will dare to be ruthless.

Shen Yue continued: "You know why I came with you, I suspect that this person is crazy, and if he is really in a hurry, he may resist and even hurt the innocent." ”

"Don't worry, since I'm here, he won't hurt anyone. ”

Su Chen's eyes were flat, and his eyes were staring straight ahead.

In the spiritual induction, he sensed an obscure bloody aura, like a roar of an unjust spirit, like an evil spirit......

The car stopped at Chunlan Pedestrian Street, and without waiting for Shen Yue to lead the way, Su Chen should go ahead.

After walking more than 200 meters, I saw an extremely elegant door face, with a tulip carved on the wooden door, blood-red petals exuding a delicate beauty, and soft music slowly flowing out.

Shen Yue glanced at Su Chen very strangely and asked, "How do you know that this shop is opened by Dr. Jeffrey?"

Her eyes were bewildered, and she was completely confused.

Su Chen grinned and said, "Intuition!"

"Mysterious, I think you can already go to the streets to tell fortunes. Shen Yue said dissatisfied.

"How can a fortune teller be so powerful as me, you underestimate me. ”

"More and more like a god!"

At present, Shen Yue still has the leisure to pay attention to some inconsequential things, women are really strange animals, even women who can box.

Su Chen replied casually, but his eyes were fixed on the text next to the tulip on the wooden door, which was a small poem written in Latin.

When he was bored, Su Chen used to use chip scanning to learn the characters of various countries, and he was very knowledgeable, and even the words that had died out could be recognized.

Looking at the poem, he slowly read it: "At this moment, everything is silent, the wind is calming, and the beasts and birds are falling asleep. The starlit night is low, and the ocean lies silently, without a trace. I watched, pondered, burned, cried, and ruined me often in front of me, giving me sweet sorrows. ”

The two stood in front of the door, and the street was full of people.

Shen Yue didn't speak, quietly listening to Su Chen reciting the poems, an extreme sense of loneliness rose in his mind, and he felt that the bustling city had turned into a deep eternal night.

Listening to this, she shivered, woke up, only felt the coldness on her body, and couldn't help but whisper, "What does this text mean?" ”

Su Chen secretly admired her sensitivity, and this text was written on the door, and together with the blood-colored tulips, it exuded a unique contagion.

Unconsciously infects people's hearts and makes people in a trance.

"This is not a psychiatrist's method, but rather a sorcerer's soul-attracting song. ”

Su Chen turned his head to look at Shen Yue, and saw that there was a black gas in the center of her eyebrows at this time, and from the chip scan, the life light on her body also became dimmed by three points.

Taoist legend says that people have the three fires of Fu Lu Shou, and as long as they encounter evil things, they will be suppressed.

In Su Chen's view, this is the person's vitality being affected by a unique magnetic field, which becomes extremely unstable, and as long as it is guided by people, unimaginable things will happen.

Or see hallucinations, or change temperament, anyway, it's something not very good.

Fortunately, Shen Yue's strength is strong and her blood is surging, she is only slightly affected, and there is no big problem.

Su Chen stretched out his hand to hold Shen Yue's hand, and Yang and blood rushed straight down the place where the two hands touched, driving Shen Yue's blood and qi.

Shen Yue's face flashed red, and she glanced at Su Chen in surprise.

She clearly felt that she was rushed by this blood, and the cold feeling on her body disappeared without a trace.

"When did I actually suffer a plot?" Shen Yue asked, in fact, what she wanted to ask most was how Su Chen found out that something was wrong with her.

"I'm sure this Jeffrey psychiatrist is indeed a murderer, and even more so a master. It's a good thing that you didn't have anyone coming, otherwise something might have happened?"

"Is it because of this poem?" Shen Yue's eyes were a little excited, she took a deep breath, adjusted her spirit, and prepared to rush in and kill.

"Don't be in a hurry, he can't escape, he probably didn't think about escaping. This man is a madman with a different worldview. Su Chen pulled her and said, "There is still the second half of this poem, which has not been written, if you hear it, you will understand it all." ”

"What is it?"

"It is my duty to fight, and I am angry and heartbroken, and I only find a little solace in my heart when I think of her. I was just nourished by a source of clarity and vitality, and life was bitter and sweet, and only a delicate hand could heal me and penetrate deep into my heart. I suffer and I can't get to the other side, I die a thousand times a day, I give birth a thousand times, and I have a long way to go to happiness. ”

Su Chen read the poem slowly, but his eyes looked inside the door and stopped.

He saw a pair of bloodshot eyes look at him.

When Su Chen saw the first half of the poem, he naturally thought of the second half.

This poem is written by an Italian poet "All is silent at this moment", engraved on the door of the blood-colored tulip, naturally with a kind of crazy killing intent.

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