There is a small room in the waiting room, separated from the waiting room, and a simple bed and a toilet fixed to the wall are all the furniture in this room. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoInside the iron fence is a young man lying on the bed, and outside the iron fence is Sheng Qing, who is on duty tonight.

Sheng Qing was originally sorting out the information in the duty room, and at ten o'clock in the evening, her colleagues brought back seven or eight thugs who were drinking and fighting. Colorful heads crouched in a circle in the corner, like a nest of genetically mutated mushrooms. Under the head is a face full of indifference, and if you look closely, the eyebrows are full of capitalized "it doesn't matter".

Probably because the hormones in the body are at the peak age, the little gangsters don't dare to move their bodies, but their eyes are very dishonest, there are always a few obscene glances sneaking around her, coupled with the smell of second-hand alcohol in the air, Sheng Qing decided to go to the waiting room on duty.

There are three reasons why he went to the waiting room, one is that there are no idle people and it is relatively quiet, and the other is that the suspect inside has not eaten all day, whether it is lunch or dinner, as long as he eats a few bites, he will immediately vomit upside down. Although after examination, the suspect had no other problems except that he was relatively weak, Sheng Qing was still a little worried. The third is because of a little selfishness, this is the first suspect she has handled, and in private she really hopes that the other party is the serial robbery and wounding criminal who made everyone anxious, and get off to a good start in her career, so she wants to contact the suspect more to see if the other party will leak some clues.

As soon as she entered the waiting room, Sheng Qing saw that the suspect was lying on the bed, motionless, and if it weren't for the slightly undulating chest, it would be no different from a corpse.

didn't bother him, Sheng Qing continued to sort out the foot-thick information. She is a very focused person, the time at the desk flies, when she looks up again and lights up the phone is half past twelve in the morning, she stretches her waist, and the muscles of her waist and shoulders are a little sore due to the long sitting position.

Before she could stretch her waist, Sheng Qing's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly withdrew her raised hands and returned to a proper sitting posture - the suspect who should have been lying down was sitting on the bed looking at her at this time, his eyes clear and bright, like stars in the night sky.

"You-" "I-"

After a brief moment of embarrassment, the two of them spoke at the same time, and then stopped in unison.

"You say ......" As a law enforcer, Sheng Qing took the initiative.

"I ......" The suspect's expression was twisted, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed.

In the eyes of the policewoman, this expression was clearly a precursor to the imminent collapse of the criminal's psychological defenses, and she tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart so that she could not move, and tried to make her eyes burn, showing how you can hide it, but I have already seen through everything.

"I ......" the young man finally mustered up his courage, "I'm hungry ......"

"That's what you're going to say?!" Obviously, the other party's "confession" is far from what the policewoman expected.

Seeing Sheng Qing frowning, Huo Di stood up, and then left the waiting room angrily.

The young man lay back on the bed stupidly, hungry and unable to sleep, he began to think crankily, hoping that he would be able to deliver food early tomorrow morning, hey, this girl is very good-looking, but she loves to be angry, and she always frowns......

Just as he began to wonder whether it would be better to have steamed buns or fritters for breakfast tomorrow, the door of the waiting room opened, and the policewoman walked in with a cup of instant noodles.

The young man's eyes were foggy, and the bowl of instant noodles began to enlarge infinitely, and finally turned into a vast ocean, and the policewoman holding the fork seemed to have become Poseidon who ruled the sea of instant noodles. His soul is like a boat in a storm, destroyed by waves of soup and soup, and every moment it can sink to the bottom of the bowl and the ingredients in the vegetable bag.

It was an illusion, an illusion of hunger, and the young man clung to the bed board and kept silently thinking in his heart.

"Here you go." Seeing the light man's struggling appearance, Sheng Qing was amused and pitiful, so she stopped teasing and handed over the instant noodles in her hand, "I won't vomit this time." ”。

The young man got up from the bed and looked at the policewoman with a look of disbelief. It wasn't until he caught the instant noodles with both hands that he was convinced that the rocking boat had really arrived at the warm harbor, and that happiness had come so suddenly.

I took a small bite tentatively, and sure enough, the body's rejection reaction to the food had disappeared. At this time, the young man stopped and said embarrassedly: "This ...... It's supposed to be your late-night snack......"

"It's okay, you can eat, I have something else." As she spoke, Sheng Qing took out a box of yogurt and ate it slowly.

After a burst of gobbling, the instant noodles were swept away, and there was not even a drop of soup and water left, and the young man who was still unsatisfied wiped his mouth and looked around with an empty paper bowl, but unfortunately there was no furniture called a garbage can.

"Give it to me." Sheng Qing reached out and took the paper bowl in the young man's hand and asked, "What does the tattoo on your hand mean?" I've seen people tattoo dragon on the back of their chest, a tiger down the mountain, and so on, but it's the first time I've seen a line like yours with all twists and turns. ”

The young man looked at his hands and smiled wryly, "I have no memory of this tattoo, let alone its meaning......" After a pause, as if hesitating, the young man continued: "Actually, not only on my hands, but all my body except my face, even on my feet." As he spoke, he took off his left shoe and socks, and a foot covered with strange tattoos from the center of his foot to his toe became visible.

Sheng Qing touched her nose.

Seeing this, the young man immediately put his shoes and socks back on, "I'm sorry, I'm a little excited." ”

"It's okay." Sheng Qing smiled and decided to throw away the remaining half of the box of yogurt, "I watched a TV show about prison escape before, and the main character tattooed the map on his body before he was imprisoned, you ...... It's kind of like a maze of maps......"

The young man looked at his arm over and over again and muttered, "I think it's like a drawing of a circuit board......"

"Did you do those cases?" Sheng Qing asked suddenly—without any preparation from the other party.

"What case?" The young man looked dazed.

Looking directly into the young man's eyes for a few seconds, Sheng Qing smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's not too early, you should rest early." With that, he turned and left.

Out of the waiting room, Sheng Qing took a deep breath, and there was a faint pungent smell in the air - it was the "midnight benefit" of a nearby chemical plant.

Judging from the suspect's reaction, she began to agree with Lao Wu's opinion, not only intuition, but also skill.

In the raid-style questioning, she replaced "serial robbery and wounding cases" with "several cases", not to get a positive or negative answer from the other party, but to observe the other party's reaction at the first time. If the other party denies it, it will be much more suspicious, because this serial case has not been made public at all, and only a few investigators and the criminal himself know about it. If you look confused like a young man, it means that you don't know, and you are naturally not a prisoner.

Of course, although these techniques are helpful in improving the efficiency of handling cases, they must not be dogmatized and rigid in their ways. Because human nature is very complex, encountering criminals with excellent psychological quality and experience or innocent people with weak wills will be greatly reduced or even counterproductive, only real and interlocking ironclad evidence is the lethal weapon to destroy the psychological defense line of criminals, everything, just wait for tomorrow's test results.