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Before meeting Tommy, Jian Yao asked Bo Jinyan: "What kind of person do you think he is?" β
Bo Jinyan replied: "Cunning, cruel, crazy, loves to kill, and has a lot of tricks. βm #.β
Jian Yao thought for a while: "Can it be understood like this - Flower Ogre No. 1 is proficient in the 'Tao' of killing, and No. 2 Tommy is good at the 'technique' of killing?" β
At that time, Bo Jinyan glanced at her and said lightly: "Why are you lifting them?" In fact, it's a delusional neurosis, like a mad dog. β
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In the brightly lit interview room, Bo Jinyan, who was well-dressed, and Tommy, who was wearing prison clothes and shackles, sat quietly opposite each other.
After Tommy made a non-point request, the others couldn't help but look at Jian Yao sideways. And Jian Yao stared at Bo Jinyan quietly through the glass. The calmness of this delicate Chinese girl surprised the American personnel a little, after all, she was facing a notorious murderer. But Jian Yao's reason for being so calm is very simple - with Bo Jinyan's presence, he will make the most reasonable judgment.
Besides, even if you have to face Tommy head-on, what about it?
After a short silence, Bo Jinyan pushed away the chair and stood up, straightened his suit, and his face was as cold as jade.
"It was a pleasure to talk to you. Good bye. β
Without looking at Tommy again, he picked up the file bag on the table and turned to walk towards the iron door, his pace steady and unhesitating.
On the other side of the glass, everyone was silent.
Tommy's eyes remained fixed on the wall in front of him, as if he had lost sight of his departure.
The iron door opened with a "ding", and the prison guard walked in: "It's over?" β
Bo Jinyan: "Of course. "Without hesitation, he walked out sideways......
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At the last moment, Tommy suddenly turned his head to look at him, and a smile appeared on his face: "Simon, you are still so uncute. It's just a joke. β
Bo Jinyan paused and looked at him sideways: "Don't challenge my patience." Have you forgotten that you never succeeded? β
Tommy was still smiling. But in those pale blue eyes, there seemed to be a bit of coldness.
Jian Yao's heartstrings trembled.
It's the past again. In the past six months, how did Bo Jinyan and Tommy, as well as "him" hidden in the dark, fight to the death?
Bo Jinyan threw the document bag in his hand to him, and returned to the table and sat down without hurry.
On the other side of the glass, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. An FBI agent said: "Admittedly, we want to get information from Tommy. But now it seems that Tommy's mentality to know what is going on with No. 1 is more urgent than we are - Simon has the audacity to grasp this bit of mentality. β
Jian Yao looked at Bo Jinyan's indifferent face and smiled slightly.
Whether it's about arrogance and toughness, or about being thoughtful, who can compare to him?
The first thing Bo Jinyan showed Tommy was the relevant information of the "Killing Machine Case".
Tommy picked up the photos of the bones being separated, and a smile appeared on his fair face again.
"Rough." He criticized.
Bo Jinyan nodded: "Indeed." β
When he saw the photo of the blood figures, his eyes stopped, and he didn't say anything.
Bo Jinyan took in his expression and asked, "Have you ever seen this kind of coding?" β
Tommy smiled slightly, his eyes still staring at the photo: "He likes to play number games, and there are so many tricks that I can't remember clearly for a while." β
He answered vaguely, but Bo Jinyan explained clearly: "The answer is a set of numbers. And these are the sum of squares, the difference of squares, the square of the sum, and the square of the difference. And this set of numbers corresponds to the English alphabet, and the result of a simple translation is: hi, simon."
The smile in Tommy's eyes suddenly magnified: "Oh, what a simple and perfect way to code." β
Bo Jinyan stared at him and asked, "Why is he coding around 'square'?" What is the special significance? β
On the other side of the glass, Jian Yao's heart shook slightly.
All along, she and others have regarded this as a number game for "him". But I have never thought deeply, and I can't think deeply, why I chose "square" to make a fuss. Unexpectedly, Bo Jinyan kept it in mind.
In Tommy's blue eyes, the smile was as clear as the water of the lake. If you ignore his identity, his fair face will also look delicate.
"He's always liked the idea of squares. Because that represents him and me. Simon, it's the two of us, greeting you. β
The second case that Bo Jinyan showed to Tokyo was the murder case of the Yin Ziqi Group. This time, the blood-colored English phrase reflected on the wall was captured at the time: "I miss umuch, buddy."
When Tommy saw this, he didn't have any expression, and then smiled slowly.
Finally, there is the serial arson case, and the two messages left by "him": "say hellotojenny" and "nowbegins".
With a shallow smile on his face all the time, Tommy really looks like a gentle white youth.
Bo Jinyan kept staring at him with light eyes, and there were no extra words.
After reading all the information, Tommy looked up at him: "What do you want to know?" β
"What can you tell me?"
Tommy suddenly reached out and pressed the bell on the table to summon the guards, and then stood up.
"What I can tell you is - his purpose is to kill you and avenge me."
Bo Jinyan was silent, everyone's faces changed slightly, and Jian Yao's heart was also tight.
By this time the guard had opened the door and walked in, and Tommy reached out to him and asked him to put heavier chains on himself, while smiling and saying, "Thank you for bringing me his message." In return, I'll give you another hint - he, like me, likes to hunt the strongest targets. This is his usual method, slowly torture, slowly provoke ~ teasing, and after getting it, he will eat it happily. Good luck, Simon, I can't wait to see you in the bone bag. β
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Crescent City is located near a river bend and has a port. It's just as twilight falls, and the whole city is lit up with sparkling lights.
The flight back to Hong Kong has eight hours to go. After leaving the prison, Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao walked side by side along the street. This city is unfamiliar to Jian Yao, but it is familiar to Bo Jinyan, who frequently goes in and out of Pelican Bay Prison to interview felons. He led her all the way to the dock, and in the distance, the water was full of yachts moored and waterfowl landing on the side of the boat.
Jian Yao pulled his sleeve: "There are few people here, let's pay attention to safety." β
Bo Jinyan glanced at her lightly, and in the dim twilight, a smile appeared in those slender eyes: "What are you afraid of?" No. 1 in Hong Kong. β
Even so, Tommy's prophetic cold words just now still made her feel palpitated. But Bo Jinyan had already taken her hand and walked to the dock ahead.
A white yacht slowly sails out of the water. Bo Jinyan took off his suit and tie, stood in front of the rudder wearing only his shirt, and turned the steering wheel. Jian Yao sat behind him, looking at his beautiful and elegant back, and her heart was soft.
Admittedly, the view is stunning. The moon is starry in the sky, and the water is sparkling. In the gentle breeze, he led her out of the bend. But she was really in a little mood, but he looked calm, and he still had a glass of red wine in his hand, and took a sip from time to time.
"Number 1 really wants to kill you?" She couldn't help but ask.
"No, he doesn't want to kill me." He turned to look at her and smiled faintly, "You actually believe Tommy's words?" From the first words of our conversation, he was lying. β
Jian Yao was stunned for a moment.
Bo Jinyan parked the boat on a calm surface and sat down beside her. The night was dark, and his cold masculine aura was instantly approaching, and his face seemed more and more handsome.
"What was his first word?" He asked.
Jian Yao replied: "If you let me see him, he will tell you the identity of No. 1." β
"He regards No. 1 as a spiritual pillar and will never betray him." Bo Jinyan's voice revealed a little coldness, "It's just tempting me." β
Jian Yao nodded, and he said again: "Of course, the next thing is also nonsense." He hadn't seen the square password of number 1 at all, and as for the statement that the square represented the two of them......"
Jian Yao said: "You said that the status of No. 1 is higher than that of Tommy. He doesn't compare himself to Tommy. β
Bo Jinyan nodded lightly, and said, "After seeing the messages left by No. 1, his reaction was not pleasant. Apparently it was unexpected. And what he said in the end...... "A slight smile appeared on his thin lips: "If you don't care about this matter at all, with his cunning character, he will probably sell a pass, talk to me about the conditions, and then tell some lies." But he departed immediately. Even though he tried his best to keep it from showing it, I think he had a lot of mood swings. β
Jian Yao was stunned.
"Why? If Number 1 really wants to kill me, he should be happy. Bo Jinyan picked up the wine and took a sip, "The only explanation is that he is jealous, he is angry, and he is afraid of being replaced by me." β
"What do you mean......" Jian Yao felt incredulous, "He thinks that the ultimate goal of No. 1 is to make you a new criminal partner?" β
Bo Jinyan nodded lightly.
Jian Yao fell silent.
Tommy is the one who knows No. 1 best.
"Number 1 wants to defeat you first, subdue you, and then use psychomagic to control you?" Jian Yao asked.
Bo Jinyan is right, No. 1 is really paranoia. She firmly believes that no matter how strong his psychological control skills are, it is impossible to control a person like Bo Jinyan who is orthodox in psychology and has a strong will.
However, Bo Jinyan did not answer immediately, but his gaze slid lightly across the water, and he was silent for a few seconds, and then he smiled thoughtfully and sarcastically: "Of course he can't." β
Jian Yao was helpless, and her mood was no more relaxed than before. Crazy people, they deal with really crazy people. The psychopathic killer wants to get a world-famous criminal psychologist and become a new partner?
Turning his head, Bo Jinyan was still staring at the water, not knowing what he was thinking, his handsome face was shrouded in the night, hazy and vivid. As if sensing her gaze, he looked sideways at her, his gaze darkening a little.
"I suddenly remembered that I hadn't kissed you for a long time."
After a moment of obsession, she was hugged by Bo Jinyan to her lap, one hand around her waist, one hand pressed the back of her head, and kissed passionately, strongly and elegantly. In the cool night, the air became hot and humid. Bo Jinyan hugged her into the boat and walked into the big bed in the cabin.
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When he left the yacht and stepped on the dock, Bo Jinyan's figure was as long as jade, his expression was light and breezy, and there was a hidden smile. Jian Yao's cheeks were still dyed crimson, and she held his arm.
Obviously doing such a passionate adult thing, why does it feel like a child who has eaten candy now? Only the sweetness that can't be known to outsiders?
Stealing half a day of alone time with him is better than many mornings and twilight.
The two walked back to the street together, but they saw an accompanying Chinese staff member walking towards them, with an extremely solemn expression: "There is an accident in Hong Kong." β
Both of them were stunned when they heard him say, "No. 1 sent a video." Very...... Cruel and perverted video. β
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Two days later, the Conference Hall, Crime Division, Hong Kong Police Force.
At the long table, Chinese and Hong Kong personnel were seated. The windows are shaded, the lights are dimmed, and the white curtain in front is lit up. A Hong Kong police officer stood in front of the curtain and explained to everyone with a solemn expression: "At noon two days ago, this USB flash drive, packed in an envelope, was delivered to the police department by a courier. We have checked the USB flash drive and the courier, and the murderer has left no clues. β
Jian Yao and Bo Jinyan sat in the first row, listening quietly.
That's when the video started playing.
It's pitch black.
But there was a faint sound, like a woman's cry, like the sound of walking footsteps.
Suddenly, the lights suddenly turned on, and in front of them appeared a ...... Cell!
Behind the shiny metal railing, there is a space of about 10 square meters. A woman, with long chains around her hands and feet, sits on a bed. There is also a toilet next to it. The sudden light made her raise her head sharply, revealing a frightened and desperate expression: "No! No! Please let me go, don't fight again! β
None of the people who were watching the video said anything. Jian Yao's heart trembled fiercely.
The woman was delicate and fair-skinned, in her twenties. But at the moment, he was covered in bruises. Her clothes and pants hung like rags, and except for her face, there were long, reddish, purple and narrow scars everywhere, many of which were still bloody and blurry.
Jian Yao was holding the analysis report prepared by the Hong Kong side in advance, and the woman was whipped.
At that moment, the cell door popped open. The woman staggered back in fear, but the furthest she could get to the corner of the wall.
There was no one in sight, only a long whip, from behind the camera, which was whipped the woman.
The whipping lasted ten minutes, and the woman once again opened her skin, and she wailed like a small beast, and shrank to the ground, trembling almost spasmodically.
The screen went black.
After a few seconds, it lit up again.
The second cell.
This time, it was an old man with gray temples and kind eyes, looking like he was in his sixties. Also chained. But he did not suffer a whiplash and his clothes were intact.
But his expression was very frightened, and he looked around in horror. Because in the high corner of the wall, there was a loudspeaker, and from the loudspeaker came the woman's wail.
The old man listened for a while with a blank expression, then stretched out his hand to cover his ears, and roared hoarsely: "Who is it?" Let me out! I'll give you all my savings. β
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Third, the color of the screen is different from before. It's dark red, night vision shooting mode, and the picture is not clear.
Unlike the previous two, a man was firmly tied to an iron bed in his cell. In the blurry picture, he can be seen struggling violently, but he is completely unable to move. His mouth was also covered with tape, and he couldn't make a sound.
At this moment, a tall man wearing a white one-piece medical uniform, wearing a hat, mask, night vision goggles, and couldn't see a single face at all, walked into the picture slowly from behind the camera.
Jian Yao's heart mentioned - it's him!
Finally, the first time I saw his image, it was in such a situation!
With a scalpel and a towel in hand, he walked to the iron bed.
The sound of the man's breathing instantly became burning and painful, and his face was faintly turned sideways, and his handsome face was extremely distorted. And the blade of "his", without hurry, slashed through the skin of the man's left arm.
Soon, he cut off a piece of meat the size of an egg. The man gasped and whimpered like a beast. He took the meat in his hand, threw it, and slowly walked out of the picture.
In the fourth cell, Jian Yao's heart tightened.
It was a boy of seven or eight years old, with handsome eyebrows, but his face was very pale, and he was still wearing a schoolboy uniform, and he was curled up in the innermost part of the bed. The reason why he was so scared was because besides him, there was another creature bound by a chain in this small space.
A black, fleshy dog. The dog was about half a man tall, his hair was mottled, and he was also covered in scars, sticking out his tongue "hehe".
One man and one dog, just confronting each other.
At this moment, under the screen, a gloved man's hand stretched out and handed a plate of bloody raw meat from the bottom of the railing into the cell.
The eyes of both the child and the black dog were fixed on the meat at the same time. The black dog jumped up and pounced! The child showed an extremely frightened expression, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he also jumped out of bed, snatched the food, and the black dog looked up and bit him fiercely on the calf......
Four completely different kinds of mental and * torment.
The picture is paused here.
Many people were in a cold sweat, and Jian Yao's heart was also blocked. And Bo Jin Yan beside her, his face was cold and lonely, his eyebrows were unruly, and his eyes did not have any warmth.
The Hong Kong police officer explained: "The identities of the four victims have been confirmed, and they are all in your reports. β
Jian Yao roughly browsed it.
Hua Yu, female, 25 years old, lives in Saigon, and is a sales lady. The disappearance date was five days ago on her way home from work.
Chow Lam-po, male, 64 years old, lives in Aberdeen, retired government employee. The date of disappearance was six days ago on the way to her daughter's home.
Yeung Yu Zhe, male, 29 years old, living in Lamma Island, architect. The date of disappearance was four days ago, and the location was in the middle of a weekend outing.
Li Kaixuan, male, 8 years old, lives in Tuen Mun, primary school student. The date of disappearance was seven days ago on the way out of school.
The four victims are completely different and, on the face of it, have no connection so far.
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The screen then plays.
This is, is four small still pictures that appear on the screen at the same time. This is also the last scene of this video.
Jian Yao looked at these pictures, and bursts of cold sweat oozed from her palms.
In the first, the woman lies motionless on the ground, and the skin of her whole body is peeled off;
In the second, the old man's throat was cut and he lay on the ground, and the ground became a pool of blood, and his blood was gone, and his whole body was pale;
In the third picture, the man is lying quietly on the iron bed, his whole body is uneven, there is no good meat, and there is a big hole in his left chest - his heart has been gouged out.
In the last picture, the child is lying on the bed with a peaceful face, but under his wrists, he has been cut off and his hands have been cut off.
Four distinct ways of killing.
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In the silence of the audience, a strange, hoarse voice outside the picture suddenly sounded:
"Hi, Simon. I'm coming."
This is the sound that the voice changer has processed. Everyone looked at Bo Jinyan at the same time. Jian Yao's heart was like a boulder pressed against him, and she also looked at him sideways.
And Bo Jinyan didn't have any expression, just stared at the screen with cold eyes.
Then "he" declared war.
"Simon, it's your turn." He chuckled and said, "Please paint a picture of me." β
The author has something to say: Poor little simon, do you want to draw four portraits out of ahhahahaha, there is a small theater behind, look down
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First of all, this is the heaviest chapter of the whole text, in fact, I have omitted all the important words you value, such as peeling, I have not specifically described it. It won't be so heavy in the back, and it's OK for the timid girl to carry this chapter;
Secondly, thank you for voting for me yesterday, I also went to see your testimonials, I was moved to death, I copied all the testimonials and saved them on the computer, and then the code words were not motivated to read it again, and instantly resurrected!
Third, explain why the main battlefield came to Hong Kong.
Because it can't be the mainland, there can't be such a fierce gangster on the mainland, and there is no situation where they are immediately arrested, you know!
Secondly, it cannot be the United States, the Chinese police have no power to handle cases;
Again, it can't be Southeast Asia, although it's my main battlefield, I like it very much, and the conditions are very suitable for this case, but since you don't like it, forget it...
So, we are left with Hong Kong.
Finally, it is a small theater that is completely inconsistent with the atmosphere of today's text-
Little Theatre - In His Singing 2
In fact, before meeting Jian Yao, in his 26 years of life, Bo Jinyan had only sung once.
Once, it's lore.
It was the doctoral graduation ceremony, and that night, the head of the Department of Criminal Psychology, who loves Asian culture, invited the disciples to a Japanese karaoke to sing. Originally, Bo Jinyan was disdainful of this kind of activity, but the head of the department was one of the only people he admired, so he reluctantly went.
Sitting in a box with flickering lights and loud music, everyone was high, writhing around with a microphone and singing hoarsely. Only Bo Jin Yan was as cold as jade, sitting alone in a corner, drinking sake.
At this time, a girl coaxed: "Simon sings a song!" β
"yes, I've never heard Simon sing!"
Bo Jinyan only glanced at them lightly: "I'm not interested." Turning to look at the head of the department, "Can I go?" I think I've done a good job of etiquette tonight. β
The head of the department was also happy, his big nose was red, he shook his head and said, "No, today is my party, you can sing a song before you can leave." This is my last assignment for you. Simon, is your singing voice so hard that you dare not sing? β
Bo Jinyan smiled sarcastically: "How is it possible? β
Everyone was excited, and they didn't make any more noise, waiting for this handsome and indifferent Chinese man to sing.
Bo Jinyan stood up calmly, walked to the screen, picked up the microphone, and clicked on the popular "You Are Beautiful". It's not that he likes this song, it's just that all the radio stations on the street are playing, and he memorizes it after listening to it a few times.
As for whether you sing well? Since he had never sung a song, Bo Jinyan's judgment on this issue was - of course it sounds.
Why?
Nonsense, such a simple skill, he may not be able to master?
The music sounded......
Pretty thin lips slightly open -
"My lifebrilliant. ......"
Before the first line was sung, everyone froze-
This is, this is the ......
It's completely out of tune!
Obviously, as soon as Bo Jinyan opened his mouth, he also sensed that something was wrong. But he would never throw his hand away at such a time, with a cold face, holding the microphone and continuing to sing - what's the problem? He'll definitely find his senses soon.
Singing kept coming out of his throat. It's just that when he usually speaks, he is a gurgling and moving voice, but at this moment, it is high and low, fast and slow, treacherously tormenting everyone's eardrums......
Gradually, Bo Jinyan's handsome face was covered with a thin layer of red;
Gradually, everyone began to smile, laugh, burst into laughter, and fell on the sofa with their stomachs in their hands and laughed to death...... The room burst into laughter, and then I saw the always high-spirited genius doctor throw away the microphone with a cold face and leave angrily!
The next day, a piece of gossip spread quickly at the University of Marylandβ
Girls, do you believe there is a perfect man?
Of course not.
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