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At a distance of 8 km, Yu Dache is only a few minutes' drive away. β·γ οΌ
Bo Jinyan had a cold face and drove the car at a high speed in the night. Jian Yao looked out the window at the houses, police cars, stop signs, and farmland......
She said a little distractedly: "After the murderer killed the first family, he still stayed at the scene - eating, changing clothes, killing the second family, it also takes time." This means that he may only spend half an hour on the road. It's too hard to walk and it's easy to notice, but we haven't found any eyewitnesses so far.
And according to what they just said, the second family also lives on a relatively secluded road. Did he make a choice before he killed? The previous reasoning was wrong? β
As soon as she finished speaking, she hesitated slightly.
This is the first time she has questioned Bo Jinyan's reasoning.
It felt a little subtle, but the gaze she looked at him was bright and honest. Because it really doesn't make sense.
But Bo Jinyan's expression did not change at all, he drove the car with a cold expression, and replied, "How could I be wrong?" β
Jian Yao: "...... Oh. β
At this time, the car had reached a dirt road, and police cars were parked outside a farmhouse, and a cordon was raised. Bo Jinyan slammed on the brakes, stared at the farmhouse that seemed to be wrapped in the smell of blood, and said lightly: "At the cost of death, we have a way to determine his appearance and identity." β
Jian Yao was stunned.
Obviously, she can't keep up with Bo Jinyan's thinking. She thought he was wrong, but he had already taken another big step.
And he had already opened the car door and glanced sideways at her: "Follow me." β
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The second murder scene is just as chaotic and illogical as the previous one, and the cruelty is even more than that. Jian Yao only looked around for a short time, and then walked outside to wait.
After a while, Bo Jinyan walked out, threw the blood-stained gloves into the tool basket, and glanced at her slightly pale face: "Come and hug me if you feel uncomfortable." β
There were people all around, Jian Yao was silent for a moment, of course she didn't need to. Slowly, he walked back to his side. His eyes were fixed on the front, the hand hanging at his side, but he gently shook her cold hand.
"Excuse me? They who don't know that you are my woman. He said lightly.
Jian Yao was slightly embarrassed.
The key point is that Bo Jin Yan is obviously very angry at the moment, and the angry murderer took more than a dozen lives under his nose. But I was worried about taking care of her emotions, so the love words I spoke were gloomy and compassionate......
She shook his arm gently: "You solve the case wholeheartedly, don't worry about me at all." I don't have anything to do, I'm just going to follow you. β
That's comforting enough, isn't it?
But Bo Jinyan slowly turned his head to look at her, his eyes were arrogant and cold: "Do you think I don't have the ability to take care of two roles at the same time?" The two characters naturally refer to "detective" and "boyfriend".
Jian Yao: "......"
He was really provoked by this murderer. When I left the bed, it was on fire, but now it's even bigger, and it's not good to coax.
Forget it, let him go. Just let him continue to be negative, anyway, when he is negative, his reasoning will be faster.
At this time, there was a shout from the young criminal policeman in front: "Found it!" Professor Bo, we've found it! β
Jian Yao's heart sank, and Bo Jinyan had already strode over.
Parked next to the highway was a police technical engineering vehicle with several computers in its compartment. Several colleagues from the technical department were crowded, and one of the young men pointed to the computer: "This is the person." β
What they were looking at was surveillance footage from a night bus.
This is what Bo Jinyan said, the method of determining the appearance and identity of the murderer.
When reasoning collides with reality, the truth becomes foggy. Some people may doubt themselves and become unable to walk.
But for Bo Jinyan, this kind of thing is simply not possible. He is absolutely confident, he is sure that he is right, and he does not feel any distress at all. He will only continue to move forward firmly under the original assumption.
So the reasoning became simple and clear for him again: since the murderer could not drive, there were no traces left by other means of transportation at the scene, and there were no eyewitnesses, he only had one tool, to arrive at the scene of the second murder -
Night bus.
As a result, he really found the murderer.
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Bo Jin Yan bent down, his dark eyes staring at the screen very closely. Jian Yao also looked at it intently.
Despite the low resolution of the lens, it is easy to identify a thin, medium-sized man. He wears an ordinary black coat, his hair is fluffy and messy, his appearance is thin and ordinary, and his eyes look a little dull.
A young police officer said: "He got on the bus around 22:00 and got off at 22:15, and the time and stop of getting on and off the bus coincided with the scene of the two murders. β
Another added: "It's all rural here, and there are hardly any people on the bus at night, so it's no wonder there are no eyewitnesses." β
"That's him." A light voice floated out of Bo Jin Yan's throat.
When the police heard him affirm, they were all in good spirits.
"Found another one!" Suddenly, a young policeman shouted in a deep voice.
Everyone looked along his fingers, and it was the surveillance screen on a bus stop, and the same man appeared again.
"The time is 23:00," the police explained. The location is the bus hub station of Liyu Town, not far from the scene of the second crime. β
Everyone was silentβjust after the second family was killed. Where is the murderer going?
I saw that on the dark platform, the man had been standing in a daze. Because he was wearing a dark jacket and pants, there was no blood on the surveillance. Next to him was a bus stop sign with several routes written densely. And he didn't look anywhere, just stared at the gloom ahead.
Two buses in a row came by, 928, 900 ...... Stopped in front of him, and he didn't move.
It wasn't until Route 910 appeared that he walked up slowly.
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Within a few hours of the crime, there was an image of the murderer's face and where he had gone - this was undoubtedly a huge breakthrough for the police. The policemen who were doing the technical work were all young men, and they all seemed a little excited. Calling the phone, transmitting the image of the transfer...... The young man who found the first image before said in a loud voice: "I will definitely catch him." β
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
Everyone agreed, quite a bit of unity. Jian Yao's mood was also a little agitated - seeing the tragedy of two families, which policeman's backbone and bloodiness were not aroused?
"Don't rejoice too soon." A cool voice suddenly interjected ~ from the side.
Everyone was stunned, and Jian Yao also turned her head to look, only to see Bo Jinyan staring at his phone, his face was still cold and indifferent, without the slightest hint of joy and excitement.
Then he put down his phone and glanced at the crowd.
"This line leads to the city." He said lightly, "A killer has entered City B, and the population density is so dense that he can hack two people to death with a casual knife - I don't see anything exciting about this." β
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As the morning approached, the sky was getting whiter. The dirt roads in the countryside are shrouded in a thin cold mist.
As soon as she stepped out of the technician's monitoring car, Jian Yao pulled Bo Jinyan's sleeve and said directly: "What you just said was a bit shocking." β
Originally, the young people were in high spirits, and they all fell silent when he said a few words so coldly. Although I still work hard, I am a little ridiculous.
Bo Jinyan: "Is there one? I'm telling the truth. As police officers, they should have realized this a long time ago. β
"They're young! You think everyone spins as fast as your brain! Jian Yao said, "You are a senior, and you have to give a few words of encouragement occasionally." It's like encouraging me. β
This time, Bo Jinyan glanced at her and didn't say anything.
The two returned to the car, and the rest of the work turned into waiting again.
Jian Yao asked, "What do you need me to do?" β
Bo Jinyan raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Sleep." She opened a map, then took her pen and looked down.
Jian Yao leaned her head over: "What are you studying?" β
Bo Jinyan's pen tapped lightly on the map and said, "When he arrived at the second township, the platform where he got off was still some distance away from the bus hub where he would take 910 later." The tip of his pen lightly drew a straight line on the paper: "The second family is on the way to his transfer." β
As soon as he said this, Jian Yao only felt that there were some vague clues in his mind that were about to come out, as if they were about to be connected......
Bo Jinyan had already raised his head, looked ahead with clear eyes, and said the answer: "He killed these two families, maybe it was random, maybe there was some unknown connection." But one thing is for sure β he's already started his fantasy killing journey after a nervous breakdown. β
Jian Yao didn't speak for a while.
Because the two were very close, Bo Jinyan put down the map, and as soon as he looked up, he touched her cheek. He stared at her without moving, his dark eyes looking deep: "Kiss me." β
Jian Yao glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, there was no one around, and quickly reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, and lightly imprinted a kiss on his thin lips: "Come on." β
Bo Jinyan: "What kind of oil do I need to add?" I've been playing at a consistently high level. β
Jian Yao: "...... When I didn't say. β
After waiting for a while, there was finally new news.
Bad news.
Jian Yao turned on her mobile phone to speakerphone, and the voice of the police from the technical department came:
"Professor Bo, according to the surveillance records of the bus group, the suspect got off at the Dongcheng bus hub at half past four in the morning, and then disappeared." He paused and said, "We are urgently reviewing all the surveillance footage in the vicinity and sending manpower to search for it." But there is no harvest yet. β
Lose someone.
Sure enough, as Bo Jinyan said, entering the densely populated urban area is like sinking into the sea.
Jian Yao glanced at Bo Jin Yan, his handsome face was indifferent, and a cold light seemed to flash in his eyes.
"What's new, Professor, on your side? Hung up without me. The other party said.
Bo Jin Yan's eyes were light, and he said lightly: "Good job, continue to work hard." β
Other: "...... Good good. β
After hanging up the phone, Jian Yao glanced at Bo Jin Yan, with a shallow smile in her eyes.
Yes, he's so soft on the little cops.
But...... I'm afraid that people will think that he is ironic, right?
Jian Yao asked again, "What now?" β
Bo Jinyan picked up the map again and stared at it, and said softly as if talking to himself: "He is going to a place, a specific place." β
Jian Yao: "How do you know?" β
How do you know that he is not strolling in a car, loitering, and killing?
Bo Jinyan: "Although his will may no longer be clear, his instinct and subconscious are still there. When he took the bus, he didn't look at the stop sign at all, and he was on a specific bus line, and he took the most convenient route from the bus station to the bus station. This shows that he has walked this route more than once before. Now, he was going to this place, with fantasies of revenge, liberation, conquest. β
"But how do we know where he's going?"
At this moment, Jian Yao's mobile phone rang again.
Finally, they got good news.
"We identified the suspect. His name is Zhang Cheng, 28 years old, and he is from Hongyundian Town, where the first case was filed. The criminal police on the other end of the phone quickly reported an address.
As soon as the words fell, Bo Jinyan had already quickly started the car and drove into the night.
"Home is the place where the deepest secrets are hidden." He said, "In this regard, psychopaths are no different from ordinary people. β