82. Sweet dreams
Zhang Ji's position in the hearts of their criminal police officers is absolutely supreme, and he is their head. Even if Gao Cheng was hired by the director of the bureau as a special consultant for the case, and he also showed a hand of high-IQ behavior logic decryption to solve the case, it was still difficult to break into the hearts of the people. Especially his reputation as the supreme executor of Group D, as far as the director and individual police detectives know, most people only know about it after reading the information, not to mention the ordinary criminal police who can't enter the conference room, they don't know anything about this organization.
On the contrary, Zhang Ji's resolute and resolute and arbitrary and ruthless style of solving cases has already become a model for them, and some people respect him from the bottom of their hearts. There is also the contest between the two fields of traditional criminal investigation and modern scientific criminal psychological criminal investigation, just like Zhang Ji firmly believes that everything speaks with evidence, and Gao Cheng is based on evidence, judging the truth through behavioral logic, these two fields cannot say who is right and who is wrong, each has its own advantages and disadvantages, even Gao Cheng himself said that there is no complete criminal psychology, everything must be based on evidence to make the most accurate reasoning.
Analyzing this point, it is generally clear that person's psychology, dissatisfaction with Gao Cheng, anger for Zhang Ji, and Benwei for traditional criminal investigation. And I, who is Gao Cheng's apprentice outside, the so-called painting and shadow restoration pattern, I am afraid that it is even more nihilistic, and I can not be recognized by this group of realistic criminal police, so I was warned.
After I told Gao Cheng the results of the reasoning just now, he suddenly smiled weirdly and asked, "Why not Zhang Ji?" ”
I was stunned, and my instinct retorted, "Impossible." ”
But he said, "How is it impossible? The motivation, the character, the purpose, are all in line with what you just analyzed. In addition, you should be able to let go of the murderous aura freely by anyone? The breath itself is a kind of void existence that cannot be seen in form, and it is not easy to influence another person in a certain space and make the other person feel it. You need a strong sense of aura presence, like me. ”
As soon as the words fell, before I could react, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife shooting at me, and then the aura around me changed, and my back began to chill. Knowing that he was taking a test, but he still couldn't control the shrinkage in his heart, the momentum was overwhelming, and in just a few seconds, he felt that his heart was contracting, his body trembled slightly, and the coolness seeped into all pores.
But in an instant, Gao Cheng retracted his coldness, his eyes returned to his previous faint appearance, and all the feelings just now disappeared, and I looked at him in amazement, as if it was my own hallucination just now. I couldn't help asking: "How could it be ......?"
He said lightly: "It's just a small test to release five points of breath, if it is ten, you will not be able to stand it." Usually breath may not be able to kill, but it can break people's psychological defenses. There are very few people who can have such strength. ”
The voiceover is very strong, Zhang Ji is the head of the police force, and the aura he presents is very strong, looking at many criminal policemen, it seems that he alone can have this kind of momentum like Gao Cheng just now, and he can control the breath freely. His mind couldn't help but deflect with him: "Is it really Zhang Ji?" ”
But Gao Cheng changed his tone again, and affirmed: "It's not him." ”
"Why isn't it him again?"
Unprecedentedly, Gao Cheng said: "Intuition." Before my surprised eyes were revealed, he faintly drifted his gaze, "It's not your women's wild speculation, it's a behavioral judgment based on the observation of other people's nature, behavior, and personality." Especially, he was always in my sight during the time frame of your drawing. So even if he conforms to all logically possible inferences, it is not him. ”
"Will it ...... Didn't you notice for a while? ”
Gao Cheng's face turned cold: "Are you doubting my professionalism?" Even if ten people interfere in my ears, I am sure that nothing can be wrong. ”
Well, professionalism. After a pause, he saw that his face was slightly softened before asking: "That Zhang Ji can be ruled out, who else could that person be?" He glanced at me again: "I'm not a god. ”
...... It means that he doesn't know either.
"What kind of eyes do you have?" His face was black again. I was wronged, but when I was surprised that he also had a bottleneck, the result also touched the lightning point. He shut up in a sneer, knowing that the night was heavy, and it was his sleepy period, and his stinky temper was about to come out, so it was better to make less trouble.
I only heard him snort lowly, as if talking to himself: "I didn't think that this small public security bureau is still the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." ”
After that, Gao Cheng lowered his eyes thoughtfully and didn't plan to speak again, he was quiet for a while, and his body was tired immediately, and he hadn't slept well for two days. As soon as I leaned my head against the edge of the couch, I was in a trance, and my eyes finally closed.
After sinking into darkness, the world that should be quiet seems to be talking. I wanted to listen carefully, but I couldn't concentrate, so I felt that the voice was very good, low, slow, like a soothing, my heart calmed down instantly, and finally my consciousness fell into a mess.
Sweet dreams? I don't know if it counts, but in my dream I saw a couple walking on the beach holding a little girl's hand, and the girl innocently asked something, and her mother looked at her husband on the other side, and a smile spread on her face. In an instant, the girl took off their hands, and ran in front of her alone, and the wife chased after her two steps, and then turned back to take her husband's hand, but when she turned around, she saw that there was no space, where was the husband's figure? She turned around again and looked at the still carefree figure of the girl in front of her, and the smile on her face was gone......
I woke up slowly, and the lingering aftermath of the dream in my mind had not faded, and it was still coiling. I know in my heart that the girl is me, and the couple is naturally my parents, this is a memory that lives in the depths of memory, and it is ...... I don't remember. I even think that my mother is still the same face, and my father has not changed, but the girl is not like me.
Feeling no sentimental, I calmly opened my eyes and stared at the flat ceiling above me, and it took a minute or two for me to recover from my stupor. The silence means that I am alone in the room, but why am I lying on the sofa? I clearly remember that I was leaning on the back of the sofa and squinting for a while, is it Gao Cheng? I can't believe that I understand the characteristics of light sleep, almost to a certain extreme, and even the slightest sound in my ears will wake up immediately. In particular, it is impossible for me to sleep soundly in such a strange place.
But the fact is that I went from sitting to lying here, from shaking and napping to mature and asleep, and even had that dream.
Just as I was confused, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Takajo walked in coldly. I don't know why, but I closed my eyes the moment I caught a glimpse of him. Approaching with a very light footstep, it was obvious that his eyes were fixed on my face, and my heart was racing. But after only two seconds, I heard him whisper: "Eyelashes flutter like this, still pretending?" ”
Belch...... I'm not open my eyes now, I don't open my eyes now, and I'm sorry why I just closed up and pretended to be asleep, and this trick can still be hidden from him? After a few more seconds, I heard him ask suspiciously, "Are you hungry?" ”
As if in response to him, his stomach growled, so he said, "Oh, the machine automatically answered." The sense of smell became particularly sensitive in the case of visual obstruction, and the fragrance immediately wafted into the nose. I consciously opened my eyes and sat down, but I saw him slowly and methodically picking the lid of the takeaway box, glanced at me and said, "Wipe your saliva." ”
I subconsciously raised my hand, and froze halfway through, and my brain was taken away by him again.
Angry and angry, he asked, "What are you doing?" I replied as I walked: "Go wash your face." He sneered behind him: "Do you want a toothbrush and towel for you to freshen up?" You think this is a hotel. Ignoring his complaints, he didn't have the habit of eating immediately when he woke up, he opened the door and walked to the bathroom, there was no hot water, so he could only pat his face with cold water on the faucet. Although it was cold, the drowsy head immediately woke up.
I was about to open the door and walk out, when I suddenly heard a slightly deep voice from outside the door: "Aaron, you are commenting, why do you let that high city be our consultant?" It hurts us to be constrained in handling cases now, and we have to wait for him first. ”
As much as I don't want to hear about it, it's clear that it's not time for me to go out. Then Xu Jianglun's voice passed through the door panel: "It's not that serious, Old Han, he is still ...... It's pretty impressive. ”
"Awesome? Hmph, if you say a few specious words, the evidence behind it is not all up to us to find, and when the evidence is collected, we will sit back and reason there. If you want me to say, if he doesn't open his mouth, we can solve the case. I really don't understand why the director wants to praise him like this. ”
"Forget it, don't talk about it, old Han."
I was slightly stunned when I heard this, it turned out that there were not only Lao Han and Xu Jianglun outside the door, but also one who had not spoken. This voice is a little familiar, and I remember after thinking about it for a while, Zhang Ji called everyone together to ask who was the last to leave the basement, and it was this person who stood up and listened to his colleagues call him Dwarf Dong.
Old Han seemed to sigh heavily, and did not continue to complain. But the three of them didn't seem to want to leave, and they were still standing outside the door, and it was the faint smell of smoke wafting in from the crack in the door that they suddenly realized that they were standing outside smoking. Stayed up all night to investigate the case, smoking and refreshing.
I didn't hear what Xu Jianglun asked, but I heard that old Han was still saying, "How can it?" Shen Yanping, who was found in Jiang's house, was soaked in formalin for an unknown amount of time, and the forensic doctor was still examining the time of death. The evidence at the scene was so obvious, and the surname Gao Fei said that it was not the first scene of death. However, it is also an evil sect, and the large pool of blood stains in the basement of the Shen family is not Shen Yanping's. At present, it is finally certain that the faceless male corpse in Xiao Chen is Jiang Hongxiu, and after staying up for two nights, he got this result. ”
This old Han is obviously old, and he has some words, and no one answers him, and he said: "By the way, Aaron, you don't know that at the discussion meeting, our senior consultant took a ghost drawing talisman that I don't know what it was, and pointed to it and said that it was Guan Yu's bone scraping and poison healing map, and I didn't laugh at me at the time, and I don't know where I got the picture." ”
Xu Jianglun said with some embarrassment: "Old Han, don't say that, that painting is ......" <."