In the gloomy hotel room, Holdenford stood against the wall with his hands in front of him, his right hand wrapped around his left elbow, and began to tell his reasoning.

"According to Jain Harden's description just now, he was strangled by the neck and struggled to breathe when he heard the door opening and closing, which indicates that the killer left the room in a hurry before confirming his death."

"With Jayne's weight of two hundred pounds, there is a good chance that he will break the blackmail in the process of struggling and escape with his life."

"It was a failed assassination. The murderer is definitely not a professional killer, and his actions are likely to be on a whim, impromptu under the impetus of some strong emotion. ”

Holden's tone paused, and he accurately described, "The idea of committing a crime suddenly came to me, like a sneeze without warning, and had to be released." ”

Dean pondered, and put the divination chessboard and incense burner in his denim backpack.

"Another detail validates my inference – Jayne hears the man's laughter."

Holden shook his head,

"It's very unprofessional to laugh out loud when committing the crime, but it shows that the murderer can get pleasure from this bad act."

Holden suddenly asked Dean, "Imagine if you were a murderer, under what circumstances would you laugh out loud when you watched a man being hung on a rope and struggling in agony and about to suffocate?" ”

"I hate Jayne Harden so much, I want him dead." Dean had killed so many people before and rarely smiled when he killed.

The murderer may have a bit of a problem psychologically.

"And Jayne's act of putting his head on the sling and killing himself at that time was the trigger for the crime."

"He assumed the posture of a lamb to the slaughter, as if he were actively seducing the murderer who hated him in the shadows, and said to the voyeur—" The flickering candlelight shone a strange glow on Holden's face, and his tone was inexplicably excited,

"Come and kill me!"

His reddened eyes turned to Dean,

"If it's a Ling, can you bear it?"

……

"So the killer hated Jayne Harden, but the act of overthrowing his life-saving stool and putting him to death was improvised."

Holden concludes,

"But that's not all, according to Jayne's confession, he didn't notice anyone entering the room the whole time."

"And Joan Catri's testimony also mentions locking the room after entering the door."

"This is enough to show that the murderer could not have entered the room during the crime, but had hidden inside before the two entered the door. Well, the shuttered wardrobe you hid in just now is the best hiding place, with a good view and hard to find outside. ”

"This also means that the real murderer got the room key for 2-21 in advance!"

……

Dean bowed, which was consistent with his inference.

Holding stared into the dark void and paced slowly around the double bed, speaking faster,

"Jayne Harden also mentioned earlier that he and Joan played games in this house many times and never checked that louver closet, which is almost the 'safe house'."

"Do you think it's a coincidence that the murderer who entered the door ahead of time was hiding inside?"

Dean got up, picked up his denim bag, nodded and shook his head, "Many seemingly coincidental experiences are repetitions of other people's ulterior motives. And in homicides, there are fewer coincidences. ”

Holden smiled happily,

"That's right, I think before the day of the crime, the murderer hid in the closet as a 'spectator' many times. And never found. ”

Holden's tone paused, and his black eyes rolled slowly, "Who can easily access the hotel key?" Can you go in and out of the room again and again? ”

Before Dean could answer, he gushed and analyzed,

"If the killer is a professional killer, he has a variety of ways to do both quietly."

"But it was concluded before that he was not professional enough, and his actions were likely to be improvised."

"He was able to get the keys, and he knew when and where Jayne and Joan were playing the game, and he was able to sneak peep many times, not because of how smart and skilled he was."

"It's because of his status and profession that provides great convenience!"

Holden's eyes lit up, and he said categorically,

"He's an employee of the Gawain Hotel!"

……

A calm, powerful voice echoed through the room.

Dean nodded, and Holden's conclusion coincided with his,

But he still has some questions,

"The murderer, the hotel employee, hates Jayne Harden."

"And Jayne Harden claims he has never sinned against anyone in the hotel."

"So what was the motive for committing the crime?"

……

"Dean, it's you," Holden laughed, "hide in the closet and enjoy an action show of the year." The actor is a bald man who is as fat as a pig, and a beautiful woman with a hot body and a sexy appearance. ”

"You stole it again and again."

"What do you think?"

"I'm not interested in this kind of perverted game." Dean said seriously with a straight face, "Isn't it boring to watch it repeatedly?" ”

Holden cast a contemptuous look, "Normal men can't help but relive it repeatedly, and feel jealous and fantasizing, why isn't it himself who is dating Joan?" ”

Holden instantly assumed the identity of the murderer, his eyes were fierce, and his tone was jealous and angry.

"What qualifies this fat pig to go on multiple dates with the lover of my dreams, and I am pitifully a spectator? Just because he has a lot of stinky money? And I'm a poor bastard? ”

……

"Jealousy is the original sin, the motive for the crime, the uncontrolled sneeze."

"It's like a flame in a fireplace. And the day before yesterday, it finally came out, burned everything, and made a bitter fruit! ”

Dean opened his mouth wide, the inference was too smooth, but it was full of subjective assumptions, which made him unsure.

Without waiting for him to speak, Holden said in a confident tone of insight into everything,

"I've made the most basic profile about the murderer—"

"Male, not more than forty years of age."

He raised his chin slightly, and instantly turned into a clever painter, and his left index finger became his brush, following his unique rhythm, volleying and drawing,

"Hotel staff, the position is not too high."

"How so?" Dean interjected inophinously.

"The income is enough and you don't need to watch the show secretly, you can make an appointment with Joan for money."

A gleam flashed in Holden's eyes as he continued to describe

"In addition, he is introverted, not good at communicating, stubborn, and may have emotional out-of-control manifestations in his daily work."

"Jealous of Jayne, and has a certain affection for Joan Cardrich."

"Ai Muqiong?" Dean interrupted, "Where did you see that?" ”

"You haven't seen an 'action movie'?" Holden threw away a pitiful look, "If you are a normal man who often pays attention to an actress's work, you will uncontrollably develop a crush on her." ”

Dean was stunned.

Hall continued, "When a dream goddess you love and see dozens of times from the inside out appears next to you, even if you are introverted, you can't help but approach her, try to express yourself, and try to behave like confession. ”

Holden took a deep breath and grinned,

"The killer may have harassed Joan, and Joan has an impression of him."

……

"It's a wonderful idea."

Following Holden's train of thought, Dean only felt that some things that he hadn't figured out before suddenly became clear, and the clouds were clear in front of him.

He glanced at the system.

After Holden's analysis, the progress of the investigation jumped from 45 percent to 60 percent.

Obviously, the other party's description of the psychology and identity of the criminal is full of reasoning and deduction.

The system admits these inferences as if they were supported by some kind of invisible evidence.

Dean couldn't help but be surprised.

Is this the strength of psychological profiling?

The others are still in a state of unconsciousness, he has already passed through the fog and pointed to the point!

……

"Then let's go meet Joan from the detention center next?" Dean muttered and shook his head again, "Oh no, we should have gotten to Grace first and find a way to get all the hotel staff's information." ”

"Not bad!" Holden shined a flashlight in his face, and his thin lips smiled like an orgasm,

"Let's go, let's find out the real culprit!"

……

On the sofa side of the hall on the first floor, the two found Grace, who had just sent off a guest, rubbing her sour calves.

"Hotel staff profile? What do you want this for? ”

"We want to find out if anyone had access to the clues on the day of the crime, well, maybe they didn't notice it themselves."

Grace thought for a moment, led the two to the office behind the entrance on the left side of the first floor, and asked by the way, "I'm a little curious, where is the investigation of Joan Cardrich's case, did this girl really kill Jayne Harden?" If it's inconvenient to say, I didn't ask. ”

"Joan and Jayne are both regular hotel customers, so you should know something." Dean stared into the woman's eyes and asked instead of answering, "Do you think Joan is the murderer?" ”

"I don't count." Grace reached out to straighten the red hair under her hat, "But based on my personal impression, Joan is a warm, honest and gentle person, and she has not degenerated into a gold like the rest of her peers." ”

"Well, she doesn't have a good reputation, she works efficiently, and she never makes mistakes. How could he kill Jayne and ruin his own great future? ”

"We couldn't agree more." Holden followed her attitude and said, "We are looking for clues to help her clear her name, and we hope to get your help." ”

"Then I'll do my best."

……

Office.

With the assistance of Grace, the two successfully obtained the hotel staff information book, including the restaurant department, housekeeping department and other departments, a total of 73 people.

According to Holden's previous analysis, 43 women were excluded, leaving 30 men, and 25 were excluded over the age of 40.

Dean put the twenty-five circles in front of Grace,

"At the time of the crime the day before yesterday, who were on duty at the hotel?"

"Wait, I'll check the schedule." Grace found a form and reviewed it for a while, crossing out nearly half of the people in the profile, and there were still twelve men left.

"Are there any of them who are more introverted and unsociable?" Holden suppressed his excitement and asked,

"Why do you ask, they have something to do with the case?" Grace looked at the information, puzzled,

"Introverts are more delicate," Holden casually explains with a smile, "and they may be able to notice a slight detail that is important." ”

"As far as I know, introverted... Kenny, Hale, Barrett, Otte... Jack Lee. Grace ticked off five of them, one black, one Asian, one Hispanic, and two white.

They are all ordinary in appearance and body type.

"The five of them are quieter. On weekdays, I work honestly, communicate with colleagues very little, and do not participate in the group activities held by the hotel very much. ”

Dean pondered and asked, "Which of these five people has a crush on Joan, or even obsessed with her, and has ever given her flowers, other gifts, or confessions?" ”

Grace shook her head and smiled, and said in the tone of a passerby,

"Dean, you asked a stupid question, as long as it's a normal man, who doesn't like a good-natured, gentle, beautiful and sexy beauty like Joan?"

"The men who work at the Gawain Hotel have a more or less crush on her, and she comes often."

"So according to my colleague's gossip, at least a third of them have tried to date her, after all, there is nothing to lose by being rejected."

"But whether or not these five are among them, I don't know much... Well... They don't like to show off. ”

"Okay, so is it their turn to be on duty today?"

"That's right, they're in the hotel, and they're just getting off work in the evening, so I'm going to call them?"

"Don't. Don't bother them just yet. ”

Dean and Holden looked at each other, and they shouldn't be able to ask for more information for the time being.

"Let's get here first, Grace." Dean said gratefully, while folding more than seventy employee information and stuffing them into a denim backpack, "I will inform you when the case has a result, but please keep it confidential for us first, and don't reveal to outsiders, especially these five people, that we are investigating the case the day before yesterday." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not that big-mouthed." Grace nodded, a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, "Dean, please also help me keep it secret, don't tell Rust about a man pestering me outside the hotel today." He was waiting for the results of the interview at the university and could not be distracted. ”

"What are you talking about? I can't remember it for a long time. Bye-bye, Grace. ”

Dean smiled and waved his hand and left the hotel with his companion.

"What's next?" Getting in the car, Holden looked out the window at the hotel and quipped, "Psychic master? ”

Dean turned his head to look at him, and after witnessing the supernatural ritual, this guy was in a state of euphoria all the time.

"Profiler expert, for the sake of safety, we have to ask Lawyer Lucville to help meet with Joan Carder, a client, and let her identify the 'suspect'."

"As for the hotel, don't startle the snake yet."

The car drove to the Flange Law Firm.

Dean was a little uneasy, Holden's profile just now was too silky, and it didn't feel real to him.

"Man, what if our conclusions prove wrong?"

Holden gave him an encouraging look,

"Be confident, Sherlock Holmes will make mistakes, and besides, there is still plenty of time, and the shortcut of the psychic medium will not work, then we will follow the old path of ordinary police."

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