Profile, unless it is a last resort, Sakaki Makoto will never want to use it.

In his previous life, he used a profile, and he also had to rest for ten days and half a month, and he also had to receive psychological counseling.

But since he came to Tokyo, in just half a month, he has used five or six profiles.

At the end of each profile, he would feel a splitting headache and almost collapse.

Because his profiling method is to substitute himself and become a prisoner, repeating the criminal process with the mentality of a prisoner.

And this process is destined to be bloody and crazy

He had to expel the prisoner's consciousness from the brain.

Can....

It's like if you take a sip of vinegar, no matter how much you rinse your mouth afterwards, your brain will remember the sour taste and linger.

The same is true of the ideology of the prisoners.

Only time can wear away the traces.

But the process is long, so long that ....

Many crime profilers fall into the darkness from a single-plank bridge, and it doesn't end.

Sakaki has found himself very emotionally agitated lately.

He also did his best to avoid using profiling.

But there are so many cases that he is overwhelmed.

Sometimes he wonders why there are so many murders in Rice Flower Town.

If the way to get smaller is to make the world crazy Pandora's box.

Then the profile is the sound of the piano that makes him dance on the banks of the Huangquan River.

The only difference between the two is in the audience.

But fortunately, he was still able to suppress the magic voice in his heart.

Sakaki stood behind the corpse, slowly closed his eyes, and opened them again!

Profile full open!

A gray mist filled the surroundings.

Reached.... Cut through the gray fog.

The scene before his eyes changed.

Nobuyuki Sugo sat at the table, weeping bitterly, begging not to shoot, and tremblingly putting food into his mouth.

Behind him, a black pistol pressed against Nobuyuki Sugo's head, his eyes grim, unswayed by his plea.

"Male, I say...."

In the eyes of the others, Sakaki closed his eyes tightly, the veins on his forehead were bruised, and a whisper came from his mouth.

"What did you say, Brother Sakakikoto?"

Twilight Thirteen was stunned and reached out to pat Sakaki on the shoulder.

"Don't wake him up!"

Conan looked at Sakaki Makoto in shock, stopped Twilight Thirteen's movements, and said quickly:

"Big brother Sakakikoto, he... I am doing profiling. ”

"It's incredible!"

"Write down what he said!"

Miwako Sato and Wataru Takagi took out pen and paper at the same time, and Ayumi and the others were infected by the tense atmosphere, and they didn't dare to move when they stood still.

Sakaki's face became paler and paler, and his murmur gradually came:

"Between twenty-five and forty-five years old, of average build..."

"Very rich... Living in a luxury apartment...."

"Likes to wear black coats.... will wear a hat on his head...."

"There are no cigarette butts inside the room, he doesn't smoke .... Likes to drink high spirits...."

"Temperamental, mentally ill, jailed..."

"There are only 711 and the whole family near the property...."

"After committing the crime, he lingered in the room for a while......"

Suddenly, Sakaki opened his eyes suddenly, raised his hand and pointed to the cabinet in the corner, his pale face did not contain a trace of blood, and his voice was mixed with a little trembling:

"Pull it away!"

Wataru Takagi and Miwako Sato immediately rushed forward, dragged out the cabinet embedded in the wall, and took it out of the gap....

A letter.

When I opened the envelope, there was an English word capitalized in blood between them:

Gluttony gluttony.

Seeing that word, Sakaki Makoto was relieved, sat down on the ground all of a sudden, and smiled:

"Sure enough..."

"This is a Christian madman..."

"He's imitating the murder method in the Seven Sect's crimes!"

Eyes of disbelief focused on Sakaki Cheng, and everyone did not expect that Sakaki Cheng would easily find the traces left by the prisoner.

He didn't even stand still!

"Are you alright?"

Conan asked in a low voice.

"Something."

Sakaki gave him a blank look:

"I brought you here to ask you to help, you can do something anyway!"

Conan looked at him with tears and laughter:

"Hey, hey, shall we be here for 30 minutes?"

"At least give me some time!"

Sakaki was about to say something, but was interrupted by Miwako Sato's somewhat trembling voice due to panic:

"There's still a word on the back!"

Miwako Sato read out the message left by the prisoner:

"When you see these lines, the sacrifice has already begun."

"The Lord will punish all who sin!"

"Hint, my next target is that arrogant woman."

"Amen."

"He actually treated killing people as a sacrifice?!"

Miwako Sato's eyes widened:

"What a madman!"

The prisoner's next target is the arrogant woman.

Sakaki and Conan looked at each other, a little confused.

It's not that it's unexpected, but there are too many goals.

In the whole of Tokyo, there must be a million women with arrogant personalities, not 100 million.

Looking for a needle in a haystack, where to find it?

"Could it be..."

Takagi Wataru said in disbelief:

"He's talking about Miss Yoko Okino?"

Sakaki frowned slightly:

"Why do you say Yoko Okino?"

"Because..."

Wataru Takagi shrugged:

"Since he gave us a hint, he must be a public figure we can think of!"

"Otherwise, isn't this prompt the same as nothing?"

When they first woke up from a dream, everyone suddenly realized.

Twilight Thirteen vigorously slapped Takagi Wataru and said excitedly:

"Well said, Takagi!"

Even Miwako Sato smiled.

Although there are many public figures, the difficulty is more than one notch lower than that of aimless searches.

Public figures, arrogant personalities, women....

Although the scope has been reduced a lot, everyone still has no clue for a while.

Sakaki sat down in his chair, lowered his head, and began to think about the envelope left by the prisoner.

There are not many hints given by the other party, but each hint carries a lot of meaning.

From the letter alone, Sakaki Cheng deciphered three messages:

1. The other party is capricious and arrogant.

2. Christianity and madness.

3. His next goal is revenge, and he has a grudge against that arrogant woman.

Who could it be?

The sequelae of the profile recurred again, and Sakaki covered his head, and the joints were slightly white due to the force.

At this time, Conan suddenly said:

"Brother Sakakikoto, you just said that the prisoner was in prison?"

"Then the arrogant woman he said could be a policeman?"

Before the words fell, everyone looked at Miwako Sato.

Miwako Sato was dumbfounded, and she pointed to herself:

"Huh?"

"Is it me?"

A cold wind blew, and she shivered.

Twilight Thirteen thought for a moment and said:

"Sato, just to be on the safe side, I think you should stay at home these days."

"The Metropolitan Police Department will send someone to protect you."

"Wait a minute!"

Miwako Sato shouted:

"Why me!"

"Although I did arrest a few prisoners, none of them fully met the conditions that Mr. Sakaki just mentioned!"

"Besides, if he wants to retaliate against the police, how can he still remind us!"

"Sato, don't get so excited."

Twilight Thirteen bitterly persuaded:

"Isn't it all just in case..."

"It's really not good, how about I send Takagi to protect you?"

Wataru Takagi's body shook, and the surprise came too suddenly, making him a little dizzy.

If I can protect it closely......

⁄(⁄⁄⁄ω⁄⁄⁄)⁄hehehe......

But what he didn't expect was that Miwako Sato glanced at him with some disgust and muttered:

"Dusk Police Department, are you asking him to protect me or am I protecting him!"

Wataru Takagi: "....."