Such a coaxing is the highest level, and I don't know it at all. When I came to my senses, I already had a copy of "Behavioral Criminal Psychology" in my hand, and Gao Cheng said: This is a must-read course for beginners, and if you don't understand it, ask him.

So I sat down on the only chair in his room, near his bedside, and immersed myself in reading. And the person who said, "If you don't understand, you can ask", leaned on the side of the bed. In the quiet atmosphere, I hardly paid much attention to him, because what I thought was a boring book was fascinated by the reading after opening it. In particular, the series of cases cited in the middle feel as if after reading it, there is a vague outline of the framework in my mind, which is not clear, but it exists.

Before I knew it, white light was shining through the curtains, and it was dawn, and I was still immersed in the book. When I looked up and saw a bright room, I was stunned, and turned my head to look at the person on the bed, he had fallen asleep on the bed at some point, and the laptop was crumbling on the edge of the bed, I hurriedly reached out to fish, but I was shocked after the display screen was flipped!

A full-screen photograph of a headless corpse lying on its ground, charred and blackened, with suspected scattered limbs next to it.

I couldn't control my hand and clicked on the screen, followed by a photo of the murder scene: two people with their limbs amputated, also blackened, except for the head, which could be seen frozen on the face of the deceased with the last frightened expression. I looked at the next one again, and I was stunned, the body was intact and not charred, but ...... How do you feel a sense of disobedience? I always feel that something is wrong, and then click the mouse, but it is already the last one, I want to flip back and look at it carefully, and I have an epiphany.

The corpse in the last photo is made up of the limbs of the three people in front of him! So the proportions of the man appear distorted and strange, that is, this is the fourth man, and his head and limbs are ...... In the first two photos, those scattered fragments are just that.

Bloody, brutal, ritualistic. These three photos give me the most intuitive feeling. In addition, I also feel weird, how did this murderer do it at the same time: dismembering the body, burning it, and keeping part of the body intact? This seems to be a contradiction in itself.

Looking sideways at the sleeping man, his eyelashes closed, his breathing is shallow and regular, what is the structure of his head? Can you still sleep looking at such horrific and bloody photos? And when this thought crossed my mind, I suddenly realized why I am not afraid? I have never been a bold person, and that night I followed Gao Cheng to Mr. Wu's floor, and I had the idea of retreating several times; And the photos of Yu Xiuping's death scene also made me feel suffocated and depressed. Now it's like a completely different person, not only is he not afraid, but he will also analyze the principle.

As he was groaning, his hand inadvertently zoomed the photo into the lower corner of the screen, his eyes were attracted by a text called "Closed", and he couldn't help but double-click and click into it, only a few lines: (Charlie's arson) uses a chemical similar to sodium silicate solution to apply a chemical agent similar to sodium silicate solution to the human body to isolate it from burning. The behavior imitates Michelle, and he wants to express a strong sense of ritual, but he is just a cat and a tiger, which is too shoddy.

This seems to be Gao Cheng's analysis and summary of this case. I peeked at him, I don't know how many photos and analyses of this kind of case there are, and it is rare to have access to his computer, which is the fastest and fastest teaching material. I couldn't resist the temptation in my heart, and quietly clicked the cross in the upper right corner, intending to look through other folders.

But when I closed the file, I was completely stunned. See yourself, on the computer screen! It's a scene when I'm sitting in a gallery and working in the corner where he usually sits. In the gallery I wore my hair tied up at the back of my head, and a strand of bangs fell from the strap and hung down the side of my face. The first time I looked at myself from the perspective of a bystander, I was immersed in painting like this, my eyebrows were slightly frowned, my lips were gently pursed, and my eyes were serious.

As soon as I glanced around, I saw two familiar words in the lower left corner: Xia Zhu. The name of the folder.

I already had a hunch, but I was still shocked when I clicked in, and the protagonists of dozens of photos were all me, and the background locations were all in the gallery, but the angles were different. Judging from the clothes, it was not taken on the same day. I couldn't control my cheeks from being hot, my heart was beating faster, and I was being noticed by a man like this, and I was still Gao Cheng, and I didn't know how to describe my mood.

But when my eyes swept to the bottom, I found that there was an unnamed text, and all my emotions disappeared after clicking on it.

Xia Zhu, female, illustrator, runs a gallery, has a homely personality, and is nosy.

Reflexes are slow, and the brain is often rusty.

Finally, there is something to be desired: she has a special sense of the scene and has a very accurate grasp of the emotions of the deceased.

It's a little stupid, but it's not a rotten wood, waiting to be carved.

Today she lost her temper at me, a common problem of women: being vexatious.

What is this? Analysis of my various behaviors? He's using me as a case study? It is clear that this document has been around for a long time, not to mention every day, at least at the intervals ...... "updated". And this man adheres to his usual refined style, keeping his records short and to the point every time.

I felt like I was being treated like a guinea pig researching, and I was very uncomfortable, so I dragged the entire folder with the name "Xia Zhu" into the recycle bin, including the photos on the screensaver, and deleted them all and cleaned up the recycle bin.

"Did you get my consent to delete any files?" The faint voice and nasal voice came out from the side, startling me, and when I turned to the side, I saw Gao Cheng's eyes half-squinted, and his eyes were cold with a chill.

I found that I was more willing to face the tone of sarcasm than the way he was soaked in frost at this moment. I was slightly frightened, but I didn't care about this matter, I straightened my chest and calmed down: "Taking photos and saving them without my permission is a violation of the other party's ** and portrait rights." ”

I never thought that he would admit frankly: "Well, it is a violation of your ** and portrait rights." I was not relieved, knowing that he still had the following, and sure enough, he said in a very light tone with half-lowered eyes: "But you must first go to the judicial organ to sue me, obtain the relevant restraint certificate and legal means, confiscate my computer after appraisal, and give a written explanation." The premise is that I am not willing to pursue it. ”

"......" I was speechless until the corners of my mouth twitched, he meant that I deleted my own photos on his computer, and I had to go through these many judicial procedures, and then I had to ask him not to pursue it, if I did, it couldn't be stopped?

As soon as I thought of this, I saw Gao Cheng raise the corners of his lips: "I can hold you accountable for the crime of violating ** and stealing information, you know," he paused deliberately, "The information stored in my computer is an international confidential document." So, to put it more seriously, you're going to be treated as an international spy. ”

I glared at him, I didn't know how to refute it, and it was nothing more than reversing black and white, but damn me knew that he wasn't intimidating me, he was stating the facts.

Gao Cheng has the advantage of never sloping.

The three murder photos flashed in his mind, and he barely found his voice, but his momentum was weak: "It's your computer that is about to fall, I'll help you pick it up, and then the photo is opened there......"

I can't explain it anymore to that smiling face.

The corners of his mouth curled, and his gaze deepened: "One of the most common mistakes people make is called: take it for granted." I feel that what you see inadvertently does not constitute theft, but you don't know that the moment your eyes sweep over, the crime of intellectual information infringement has been constituted. ”

I gritted my teeth, "I mean I should have let your computer smash to the ground?" ”

"Why not? What does it have to do with you smashing the ground? ”

I didn't get my breath right, I choked in my organs, and I started coughing. The indescribable grievances and chagrin, the more I coughed, the more I couldn't stop, and the tears were held back later. There was an extra claw on his back, first he patted it, the force was very heavy, and then he lightened it a little, and it sounded like an awkward and stiff tone: "I'm just talking, I won't really tell you, why are you crying?" ”

The doorbell rang at a bad time, and I couldn't stop coughing here, and someone got up and went down to the ground, "Takeaway?" I'll get it, you...... Don't cry. Then the figure disappeared by the door, and I had a feeling that he was running away, but the tears on my face were because of the uncontrollable physiological reaction after being choked, where was the crying?

Although I was angry and coughed with tears, I still remember that I didn't call for takeout in the morning. It seemed that someone was coming from outside, and he immediately walked out, and he must have been looking for me when he rang the doorbell.

Stepping out of the door, Gao Cheng's long figure stood in front of the door to block the people outside the door, and I was about to step over, when I heard a familiar voice coming: "You are ...... Is Xiaozhu's boyfriend? Gao Cheng paused for two seconds and replied: "It can be counted as ......"

"Landlady!?" I could see the person outside the door from an oblique perspective, who was it if it wasn't the landlady? But...... Turning to Takashiro in astonishment, isn't he her son? Why did the landlady have an expression on her face that she didn't recognize him?

"Xiaozhu? You're at home, and I thought you went to the gallery. When the landlady saw me, she immediately smiled and greeted me, but soon turned her gaze to Gao Chengna, full of surprise: "Is this guy your friend?" ”<