Chapter 240: PTSD

Horizontal and vertical comparison, it is not a problem to walk into the pipeline by yourself, if there is a narrow and narrow place ahead, it is estimated that you can only wait for someone to rescue you if you are stuck, of course Wang Lei will not do such a stupid thing.

Moreover, seeing that this person is agile, the ground construction worker has disappeared without a trace after a few minutes, and it has been more than half an hour now, where to track.

Wang Shui'er was angry and Yago came to the police station, Linna kept holding the bear in her arms and was unwilling to let go, the policewoman poured her a glass of water, she still held the bear with one hand and the other hand to carry the water cup.

The more pitiful she looked, the more angry Wang Shui'er who was sitting opposite became, and in Wang Shui'er's consciousness, she seemed to be attracted to Wang Lei in this way.

Rival in love, Wang Shui'er herself is funny, a 5-year-old girl, besides, because of Paul, Wang Lei will definitely not like him now.

suddenly understood that the reason why he hated Linna was because he was getting farther and farther away from Wang Lei, and the distance between the little girl and him was shortening, and Wang Shui'er was sad.

Two employees of the child welfare agency were busy talking to the police department, and they inquired that Lina's parents had been arrested for arson in front of the city hall and had nothing to do with the FBI.

The police department had already received a call from the Hoover Building, and knew that Quantico had sent someone to take over. If it was something else related to the case, the police might have unceremoniously rejected Kuntik, but there was no need for them to get into a fight with the FBI on the issue of a little girl's adoption.

The matter here was stranded, and over there, a few minutes after Wang Lei and the others returned to the ground, Yang Qian's phone came, and she said mysteriously on the phone: "Wang Lei, you hurry up and come to the branch, there is something for you to see, I guess it is related to this case." ”

Driving over, every time he walked into the FBI Los Angeles branch, Wang Lei had a feeling of returning to the serious crime team, the same busy crowd, everyone with a pistol in their waist or armpit, and sometimes a ** shouted a few words.

In the information processing center, Julie and Yang Qian just glanced back at the three people who pushed the door in, and they were pointing at the huge screen and discussing something.

"Huh." Wang Lei was very surprised, he walked to the screen, and retreated a little distance, and the screen was a real-time map.

On the roof of a building in the middle of several triangular buildings, the symbol "SOS" is arranged in stone and brick. Coleman and Raymond also discovered the striking sign.

Julie pointed around the symbol: "Look here, the three dots of the triangle are the death scenes of the three victims, isn't it strange that this symbol appears in it?" ”

Yang Qian and Julie discussed it after they found out, and they thought it was a model left by the murderer to seek advice. This symbol does not need to be close to the scene, it is clearly distinguishable on the screen, and it is by no means natural.

The murderer was calling for help, and Wang Lei suddenly realized: "I remember that this is a standard distress symbol used by the Marine Corps on the battlefield, and the triangle is to help the rescue team locate it, right?" ”

Soon, the Information Processing Center mobilized some of the Marines' information for everyone to consult.

"The rhythm of the quick melee strikes is in line with the tactics of the army, and he is a retired soldier, so our previous search direction was wrong, and he didn't even have anything to do with this demolition at all." Julie was the first to speak.

Julie's statement is good, in line with the murderer's current situation, Yang Qian added: "The place where he served must be very similar to the city of Los Angeles, which is now in a mess, and in his mind, this is the war zone." ”

This is a vicious, extreme thug who will kill people without even words, and this is a killing machine trained by the armed forces of the state that can carry out orders quickly and efficiently.

This is also a pitiful worm, so pitiful that he can't distinguish between fantasy and reality, so pitiful that in his consciousness, everyone who walks around is an enemy, in his brain, there is no family, no wife, no children, the only thing is to survive.

Worst of all, because he lives in an illusory world, he doesn't realize that he is constantly killing. He's just defending himself against the enemy.

"During the First World War, soldiers were called cannonball shock ......because of anxiety, despair, or tormented by past memories," Wang Lei sympathized with him.

Because, in a sense, this murderer is indeed homeless, and only he knows where he is.

In World War II, this condition was called "war fatigue syndrome." "Now, the condition has an official name.

PTSD - Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, caused by war.

One of the most important features of this disorder is "dissociation of consciousness". In order to protect itself from trauma, consciousness actively detaches from reality, and unsettlingly, this dissociation occurs repeatedly.

The disappearance of the self, depersonalization, and de-authentication, this is the current characteristic and portrayal of the murderer.

In other words, the murderer's consciousness is now limited to a specific area of the brain, to a certain war zone.

He, trapped by his own brain.

"So how are we going to search for someone trapped in our brains?" Raymond has a ridiculous cognition, since he met Wang Lei, the cases he encountered have become more and more strange.

The walkie-talkie in the back was calling, and Raymond picked it up: "What's the matter?" ”

Ten minutes later, everyone came to the office of the homicide section of the police station, where a middle-aged man was sitting with a little girl, a policewoman was comforting the girl, and the middle-aged man was yelling and crying hysterically.

Levin? Lambin, 34, restaurateur, and Sarah Jr., 9, is Levin's most beloved daughter.

There are not many things in the morning, the restaurant is not big, Levine himself is the chef, and the two waiters hired are to come to work in the afternoon, and at this time there are two people in the store.

While working, talking to little Sarah, and after some preparation for lunch, Levin packed up two large bags of garbage, greeted little Sarah, and walked to the back door of the restaurant.

The back door of the restaurant is a passage of about 10 meters, the passage is quite wide, which is used for garbage trucks to enter and exit, and several large garbage cans are lined up in a straight line.

Around the garbage cans are some wooden boxes and cardboard boxes thrown by nearby residents, and they are piled up high. There was some dirty water running everywhere on the ground, but luckily it was winter and there were very few flies.

Levine mimicked the movements of a shot put player with two weighty garbage bags in his hand, and spun around a few times to make little Sarah, who was standing at the back door of the restaurant, happy.

After tossing the garbage bag into the large trash can, Levin just turned around and suddenly looked back at the large pile of cardboard boxes next to the trash can.

Kicking on the cardboard box, Levin reprimanded sharply: "I saw you, you get out of here, you thieves and rats, get out of here, get out of the way immediately......"

Under the cardboard box is a small hole dug out by hand, a pair of dead fish-like eyes coldly stared at Levine who was still kicking the cardboard box with his feet, and Levine also inadvertently saw the eyes in the hole just now to find him.

The figure pounced from the small hole and slammed his right fist into Levin's face, who was halfway spun around and staggered back from the heavy punch.

Continuing to rush up, the figure punched Levine in the head again, and the groggy Levine finally couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground.

The figure leaned over and grabbed Levin's hair, his knees already slightly raised, and if he landed on any part of Levine this time, it was estimated that Levine would have to go into forced shock to avoid pain.

"Ah.......h......h

The figure stopped moving, threw Levine to the ground, turned back and half-squatted and looked curiously at the screaming little Sarah at the back door of the restaurant: "Child, what's wrong with you?" Why are you crying? Who bullied you? ”

Sarah is a child after all, and even if this tall and strong man is half-squatting, his ferocious movements just now still scared Sarah into tears.

While crying, she shouted: "Why did you hit my dad, don't you hit my dad......" Little Sarah was scared, and her fear reached a limit.

The figure was still half-crouching, as if it didn't understand the child's words, as if it was still studying the crying little Sarah.

Levin's fuzzy mind was much cleared by his daughter's cry, and he propped himself up, mustered up the courage to rush past the figure, grabbed little Sarah, and the father and daughter ran into the restaurant, and Levine immediately locked the back door.

The figure was also puzzled by the movements of Levine's father and daughter, and suddenly, a "sudden" sound came from the distance, and the figure immediately squatted down, and after listening carefully, several vigorous movements flashed some obstacles and disappeared into the corner.

Levine locked the back door, and immediately ran to close the front door as well, locked it, and then picked up the phone and immediately called the police.

After calling the police, Levine didn't bother to wipe the blood off his face, he rushed into the kitchen and took out two knives, and then pulled his daughter to hide under the bar until the police came knocking on the door.

Raymond listened patiently to Levin, and then asked, "Do you see any other features on that person's face or body?" ”

Shaking his head, Levine really didn't see it, the man's movements were too fast, his mind was still stuck in the position where he was going to kick the cardboard box, and everything that happened behind was like a dream for Levin.

It's just that this dream is too real, so real that the scars and blood stains on his face have been reminding him.

Wang Lei thought about it, walked over and squatted beside Xiao Sarah: "Sarah, you stand far away, see clearly, don't be afraid, you think about it slowly, if you see something, we will have more chances to stop the person who beat your father." ”

"That guy was tall, taller than Dad. He wears a ring on the second finger of his left hand. When the man was half-squatting, his hands were propped up on his knees, and little Sarah could see it clearly.