She couldn't bear to look any more, turned her head, and saw Wei Chihong standing at the door, his eyes had just taken off the corpse, and the eyes of the two met for a moment, and then quickly separated. In just that short moment, Qiao Yan had read a lot of things from Wei Chihong's eyes, there was the same anger and sadness as her, as well as pain and remorse, she didn't understand where the pain and remorse came from, but she somewhat understood that this man's indifference was a weapon, and he was afraid of being seen through, so he was tightly armed with a mask.

"Can you tell me more about how many bodies were found?" Qiao Yan asked.

"The first three corpses were all cut off from both breasts." Yu Chihong's narration is very gentle, but it has its own horror flavor, "Only the fourth body is intact, and residual silicone was found on both breasts, and no silicone was found on the first three deceased." ”

"The shoes of the four deceased were not found, and they should have been taken by the murderer." He added, "The corpses were dressed in brightly coloured, ill-fitting clothing, not only outer garments, but also undergarments. The clothes were apparently not the deceased's own, but were worn for them by the murderer. The women's dormitory of the Leonardo da Vinci Academy of Art had lost a lot of clothes before, and the clothes on the four deceased had been taken to the owners for identification, and it was several of the girls who lost them. In other words, the theft of clothes from the girls' dormitory and the murder of the girls can be classified as the same case. ”

"The deceased stole clothes and put them on the victims?" After the two returned to the outer room, Qiao Yan fell into deep thought.

"Let's go", Yu Chihong interrupted Qiao Yan's thoughts.

"Gone so soon?" Qiao Yan was a little surprised.

Cao Chongshan grinned. "He thinks we're in the way......" He covered his mouth violently, consciously blocking back the words that followed.

Yu Chihong walked out of the laboratory in silence, Qiao Yan could only follow, she was incapacitated, she walked very slowly, seeing that Yu Chihong's figure was about to disappear around the corner of the corridor, she shouted loudly: "Hey, wait for me!" ”

Yu Chihong stopped and waited for Qiao Yan to approach.

"I don't call 'hey,'" he corrected.

"Lord Weichi." Qiao Yan imitated Cao Chongshan's tone, "Where are we going now?" ”

"Go to my office." Yu Chihong tilted his head slightly, and there was a focused look on his face, as if he was pondering something.

In Wei Chihong's office, Qiao Yan saw the golden-faced statue of Guan Gong again, with a serious face and a majestic style. She burst into laughter. "It's kind of like you."

"What's like?" Wei Chihong was puzzled.

Qiao Yan pointed to the statue of Guan Gong. "I mean, this Guan Gong is like you, with a dull face and no smiles."

Yu Chihong's gaze shifted from the statue back to Qiao Yan's face, and under his thick black eyebrows, a pair of black eyes were blazing.

Qiao Yan was dizzy for a second, and the man in front of her had an innate and heart-beating power.

Wei Chihong turned around, walked to the desk and sat down. "Don't say things that don't matter. Now that you know about the corpse, tell me your portrait. ”

"Now?" Qiao Yan felt a little embarrassed, she sat down on the sofa, and after a little thought, she said: "The prisoner dressed the victim in stolen clothes, and dressed the other party according to his own taste. Imposing the ideal female image in her heart on the victim. ”

"Why did he cut off the breasts of the deceased?" Wei Chihong's questioning about the case was ordinary, but in the middle of the night when lonely men and widows coexisted, a trace of ambiguity arose for no reason.

Qiao Yan opened her mouth, but her tongue seemed to be knotted, and she couldn't speak fluently.

"It's for the sake of keeping the booty." Wei Chihong seemed to ask himself, "The prisoner should belong to the 'organized criminal', the organized criminal is planned in advance, calm and organized, and likes to leave the victim's belongings as trophies." ”

"You're right, most of the organized criminals target strangers, and some of the victim's characteristics just satisfy his fantasies, and these murdered female college students must have common characteristics that satisfy the criminals' fantasies." Qiao Yan looked at Wei Chihong, "You yourself have research on criminal psychology, what else do you want us to do?" ”

"I only know a little bit about it, and my professionalism is far from yours." Yu Chihong's words made Qiao Yan feel uncomfortable, "Lord Yu Chi also has such modest times. ”

Yu Chihong raised his eyebrows. "Do you think I'm proud?"

Qiao Yan smiled. "Not really, it just feels like it's not your style."

Yu Chihong looked at Qiao Yan studyingly. "Why did you become a criminal portraitist?"

Qiao Yan was slightly stunned. "Because...... I want to see what's in the mind of the offender. When I was in college, I used to go to prison as an intern and do a psychological examination on a murderer. The murderer, I saw the report, he killed three people, very vicious. But in reality, it's not so much a bad guy as a fragile guy. At that time, I felt that the psychology of the offender was understandable. Then, I came up with the idea of studying criminal psychology portraits and went to the FBI Secret Service Academy. ”