After listening to Wen Xuan's almost indifferent tone of statement, after finishing the story, his gaze at Wen Xuan from a distance became a little inexplicable.

Although they had been working together for three years, he was probably unable to understand Wenxuan's behavior because of the different fields they were good at.

For example, the words he just said, such words should never be said by a medical examiner.

But Fang Yuan actually knew better in his heart, in fact, compared to the profession of forensic medicine, he felt that Wen Xuan was more like a lonely reasoner, his arrogant and indifferent character, standing alone in the world, only willing to immerse himself in the world of the dead, and seemed incompatible with them.

But I have to say that he is indeed a genius.

It's like that sentence.

"Don't ask, if you ask, the answer you get is only two words: talent!" After that, Fang Yuan could only smile bitterly in his heart helplessly, and continued to discuss each other's professional knowledge with Wen Xuan, as well as the analysis of criminal behavior and criminal investigation between the two sides.

I don't know how long the two communicated, but at this time, Wenxuan's mobile phone suddenly rang.

There would be no signal in the morgue, so Fang Yuan's first reaction after hearing the mobile phone ringing again was that Wen Xuan's alarm clock went off, and just when he was about to remind Wen Xuan, he found that Wen Xuan had already walked to the door, pushed open the door, and was about to leave.

Fang Yuan saw Wen Xuan's reaction and could see that he didn't come to guard the corpse on a whim, otherwise all this wouldn't seem so natural.

After going out, Fang Yuan followed him closely, after all, the residence where this group of dead people was located did look very gloomy.

When they returned to the yang realm where the creatures were, Fang Yuan realized that the sky had already brightened.

At this time, Wen Xuan walked to the breakfast shop on the side of the street, ordered two steamed buns, and after they returned to the office, Wen Xuan handed Fang Yuan a pair of chopsticks, and looked at Fang Yuan calmly: "Say, is the news given by Xu Lai useful this time?" If you can determine the first and second crime scenes, the role that you are good at criminal investigation can play is naturally more useful than the behavior analysis that I am good at. ”

After Fang Yuan heard Wen Xuan's question, his brows furrowed, and his expression was solemn: "After I analyzed the teeth removed from the skull, I gave the DNA analysis results to Xu Lai, and then who knew that it happened to match the DNA of the protagonist of a disappearance case they received recently, so in the two days that you were away, the two of us stayed up all night watching the videos of all the locations that the girl had been to before she disappeared." Then we found out that the girl went to the xx bar on October 7 and never came out again. So now Xu Lai has gone to that bar to investigate. But I always felt that this clue was like the teeth left in the skull, which he deliberately left to confuse the public. That's why I hurried over to you. ”

Wen Xuan took a sip of porridge and exhaled with satisfaction, he looked at Fang Yuan and shook his head: "Since you have already guessed this possibility, why do you still doubt it." What we do is through observation and intuition. Moreover, intuition is often more important to us than reasoning.

Also, there is a very important point that you have been overlooking.

That's who sent the courier! ”

Fang Yuan pondered for a moment: "It stands to reason that the murderer who can dare to provoke us, he is very confident in his IQ, so it is impossible for him to make mistakes in this most error-prone place." And Xu Lai and they investigated the monitoring of the courier company very early on, and they didn't find anything abnormal. ”

Wen Xuan rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: "Why don't we do a simple psychological recovery of the murderer." If it were you, would you send the courier with the bones yourself?

Well, even if you are a top psychological master, you have a high level of psychological quality, and you feel that with your own ability, even if you send the courier yourself, the police and the employees of the courier company will not notice the problem, so you are confident that you will not be suspected.

But when you appear several times at a coincidental time and place, then you naturally have suspicion.

And in order to eliminate this possibility, you have to dress up every time, but it is too conspicuous. So what do you do?

Of course, it's to find someone else to send you a courier.

But when it comes to this step, a new question arises again, that is, what should you do if the person who sent you the courier is tracked down by the police and tells you what you look like?

So, he needs a group of outcasts, who are obedient and not curious, and who can help anyone with money. This kind of person do you think is easy to find there? ”

Fang Yuan's face slowly turned ugly, he naturally thought of the answer, but most of the recent cases of missing persons were related to girls, so according to Wen Xuan, the number of victims had reached as many as six?

At this time, Wen Xuan patted Fang Yuan's shoulder: "In such a big city, who is the kind of person even if he disappears, no one will care." Instead, I wish they would disappear quickly? And what kind of person, as long as you give him money, very little money, he will help you do something that you can't do, so many clues, obvious! ”

After Fang Yuan heard Wen Xuan's words, he was obviously stunned, and after pondering for a long time, he immediately got up and ran towards the police station.

Wen Xuan was still eating the buns quietly, but at this moment, his eyes were as bright as pearls, and he muttered to himself in his heart: "The so-called foolproof, the only loophole appears where you are trying to cover it up."

In this world, who else can use them casually and disappear but no one cares, except for those homeless people? You damn evil spirit, I've got your tail. ”

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Pitch black room.

After the door was pushed, he walked in and turned on the light.

For most people, the room should be warm and quiet, but for him, the room is his paradise, full of "artworks" that belong to him.

He moved a chair, turned on the wall lamp, the curtains were closed, the chandelier lost its light in an instant, and the only wall that shone brightly, those bloody thighs under the light, became the most beautiful scenery in the world for him.

It is also his proudest collection.

He sat there and admired it for a long time, as if he was immersed in the beauty of the sight and did not want to come out.

Eventually, as if he were a little tired, he began to yawn, but he was unwilling to let himself fall asleep, so the next moment he took out a cardboard box about a foot square from under his stool.

When he took the box out again, his eyes lit up again.

He opened the cardboard box, and a disgusting smell spread from the box.

Inside the box was a human head, its eyes widening with disbelief that it was his last expression.

He stretched out his hand, two fingers piercing the head's eyeball, and then he shook his finger in disgust.

He got up and went to the kitchen, turned on the gas stove, put the pot on it, and poured it with water.

He carefully put the human head into the pot, and then he put his hand in the sink, washing his hands and putting on a pair of latex gloves as he washed his hands.

The boiling water, the human head was tumbling with the boiling water, with a strange fragrance, and after he smelled the smell, he closed his eyes obsessively, like the expression of an addict after smelling the high-purity D product.

When the water had boiled completely, he took out the human head and shaved its flesh with a boning knife, with a slight and careful movement, as if the carver had done a work that he had painstakingly carved for a long time.

The facial muscles were quickly cleaned under the boning knife, and then he took out the "baby" he had prepared for a long time, an idea that he had only thought of today.

A bottle of high-strength alkaline solution was poured on top of his skull, and the strong alkaline solution could remove the dirt to the greatest extent, and naturally it could also help him clean up the tightly adhered flesh.

Then he took a piece of sandpaper and began to work on the skull, "polishing" it as well.

He wants to make it a crystal-like artifact.

At this time, a maniacal smile appeared on his face.

He won't leave the so-called evidence to those people anymore.

They will definitely not catch themselves.

Absolutely not!