52 CM(2)
Sang Yi hugged his notebook and began to be in a daze.
To be honest, he has a lot of things in his head right now that he wants to write, but he can't write a single word.
[They're fast, you don't have to worry.] 】
Since the system upgrade, it seems to be a little bit more.
Sang wanted to say that he wasn't worried about the murderer, but he muttered to himself, "I'll just say it, I shouldn't have chosen 404." ”
System: [......]
Well......
Sang quietly opened the door, and outside Red and Hodgner were analyzing something on the computer, as if they were watching the surveillance.
According to the murderer's progress, he is the next person who will die.
Hodchner turned his head keenly.
Sang Yi looked at Hodchner's eyes and subconsciously showed a smile, "That, do you need help?" ”
"This person." Hodchner reached out and pointed to the computer screen, "Come and see." ”
Sang Yi sighed and moved over with his notebook.
"Which one?"
"This."
The man on the screen rings the doorbell with a large delivery box in his arms.
He showed the lower half of his face, and his back looked like it was a little curved, and it smelled lifeless.
"This is the courier." Sang is sure, "I habitually observe everyone who comes to my house, and I'm pretty sure it's the courier." ”
"It's a courier, and now he's going to ring the doorbell for him."
Sang Yi's eyes widened, "Then you're still with me?" ”
"There are two." Hodchner replied, "There's one more, staring at you." ”
"What about him?" Sang Yi pointed to the person who opened the door on the computer, "What is he going to do?" ”
"There are other people out there."
"Look at his hands." Red suddenly pointed to the courier's hand holding the box, "The left shoulder looks like it's a little sagging, like it's injured and can't bear heavy objects, such a person can't easily kill." ”
"So he's an accomplice, and the other is the mastermind."
Sang Yi was a little confused, "And what about the other person?" ”
"The other person is your fan, and he wants to get attention, so he must have written to you too." Hodgner said.
Sang Yi hurriedly dug out all the letters, and the letters fell to the ground in a dense manner.
"Can you see everything?" Hodgner asked.
"Everything." Sang Yi said.
Rhett also came around.
"You've shown up?" Hodgner asked.
"At the book signing." Sang Yi touched his ears, "It's normal to show up, right?" ”
That's right, so a large part of those fans put the plot they wanted to discuss in front when they wrote the letter, and put the words of praise for the author in the back.
Because of reading habits, readers tend to have more memory of the later part of the plot and words.
"They seem to be more interested in the author himself than in reasoning." Red said this, glancing at Sang.
The beautiful young man pursed his lips, "Let's look at something else." ”
"Ah, I see, this." "He asked the author how he came up with the plot of the murderer's murder." ”
"He's testing if the author is the same kind of person." Red said.
Sang Yi glanced at the signature, as if he had an impression, "This, I will send a letter once every half a month, I remember." ”
He found the letters with the same signature in a pile of letters, as if he was a little embarrassed, "There are too many things in the back, and I haven't read many of the letters yet." ”
Hodgner opened the last letter in beautiful handwriting, "My dear, I'm so disappointed. Honey, I can't stop. ”
He looked at Sang Yi and said, "He thinks you've let him down, you're not your kind, just a made-up person." ”
"The other party is very knowledgeable, and unlike the courier, he should be a gentleman, at least on the surface. It seems that good people can easily control some people who do some low-level work and have no knowledge, whether it is in behavior or thought. ”
Sang Yi stared at the handwriting for a long time and said, "I should have seen this handwriting." ”
"Of course you have." Hodgner said.
"No, it's not a letter from me." "I mean on the spot, but, let me think about it. ”
Hodgner and Red stopped talking, looking at the young man in front of them frowning slightly.
Where is it? Will there be a signing?
At the signing party, there are too many people coming and going, and it makes sense if it is there.
But it doesn't seem to be, it's a school? Or—
"Counseling room." Sang Yi said suddenly.
"Counseling room?"
"I had anxiety and insomnia for a while, so I had a psychiatrist that I used to contact, but that day my doctor took a leave of absence and showed me another man."
"He's wearing glasses, and he looks polite, about the same size as you and Officer Aaron." Sang Yi also gestured, "It's him, I'm sure." ”
Red and Hodchner looked at each other and stood up.
"Two."
Sang Yi whispered, "Can I go?" ”
……
Downstairs is the honking of police cars.
The counselor sits behind the desk.
He spun his pen and with a gentle smile on his lips, he looked at the pictures on the table as if he were looking at his closest lover.
The sound of messy footsteps in the hallway didn't bother him, the lights turned on, and he was exposed.
The guns were pointed at him, vigilantly.
"You're finally here." He looked at Sang Yi and smiled, "Do you still like the gift I prepared for you?" ”
Sang Yi bit his lip slightly.
"I fell in love with this sport because of you, you're right."
- Killing is addictive, it makes people feel the joy of being in control of life, and the feeling of a fresh, beautiful life disappearing in his hands fascinates him, so he can't stop.
This is the confession of a murderer after the first case in Sangyi's pen.
The counselor was taken away.
Sang Yi stood in place, his expression looking dazed and bewildered.
"He knows exactly how to get you into a breakdown." Hodgner's voice rang out, "So, don't be affected by him. ”
"He's killing because of mine, right?" Sang Yi looked up at Hodchner, "So it's my problem. ”
"It's none of your business." Hodgner thought for a moment and patted Sang Yi on the shoulder, "You know, murderers have 10,000 excuses to explain that they have gone astray, in fact they just want to kill, even if he doesn't read you, he will kill." ”
Red picked up the photo from the counselor's desk, where the young man sat behind the desk, handing the signed book to the person in front of him, his eyes sparkling with a smile like a star.
Such a smile is supposed to lead people to the light, but it makes a person go into the abyss and become a demon in order to destroy such a smile.
"Twisted love."
Hodgner took the picture from Red and looked at it for a moment before saying, "Perhaps, he's going to see a psychiatrist again." ”
……
Sang Yi thought that after the counselor was taken away, his life would be peaceful again.
He sat in front of the computer and couldn't continue creating, so he had to make another appointment with a psychiatrist.
Not long after, another call came from there, saying that the counselor would only tell him where the other unfound bodies were if he saw Sang.
"We'll send someone to pick you up, so I'm sorry for you to make this trip." Said over there.
At this time, Sang Yi had just come out of the psychiatrist, and he was standing downstairs, waiting for someone to pick him up.
The car stopped in front of him, and Hodgner's face was visible from behind the window, "Get in the car." ”
Without saying a word, Sang Yi opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
Hodgner glanced at Sunny and asked, "How do you feel after seeing the counselor?" ”
"It's fine." Sang Yi replied.
"Will you go again tomorrow?"
"Hmm."
Realizing that San didn't want to speak, Hodchner stopped talking.
He glanced at Sang Yi, who was holding his phone tighter and tighter, and said, "You don't have to take his words to heart, otherwise it will be easy for him to provoke you." ”
Sang Yi nodded, he breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly said, "If it weren't for me, even if he was a demon, it would be possible to disguise a normal person for a lifetime, right?" ”
"Of course not, it is impossible for a demon to disguise a normal person for a lifetime, especially a person like him who has a strong desire to behave."
Sang Yi lowered his eyes and ran his fingers over his phone.
"Don't be nervous or afraid." Hodgner caught a glimpse of Sony's movements and said, "He can't do anything about you." ”
Sang Yi agreed.
"When the time comes, no matter what he says, you don't have to waver." Hodgner's expression was very light, "The kind of person who is not afraid of death, just enjoys the pleasure of playing with people's hearts, just enjoys the attention of others when they are afraid of him, and once you show any fear of emotion, he will break your psychological defenses." ”
Sang Yi tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "Thank you." ”
"I'll be in there then, too." "You're still seeking help from a psychiatrist, and we're not going to leave you alone with a murderer." ”
Sang Yi whispered, "Thank you, but I want to ...... I shouldn't have been that scared. ”
The man sitting in the interrogation room smiled when he saw Sang, he glanced at Hodchner next to him and asked again, "I want to talk to him alone, and when I express my love, I don't like to have people around." ”
Hodchner glanced at Sang without a trace, and the young man's tense body was visible to the naked eye, apparently the counselor had seen it as well.
He declined the counselor's request, saying, "It's our responsibility to protect the counsellors who come here." ”
"Hehe...... the counselor laughed, "I wouldn't say that." ”
Hodchner's expression was faint, "Even if you don't say that we can find it, you still have a partner, don't you?" A courier, he is not as good as your psychological quality. ”
"Really?" The counselor apparently didn't care, "You can go and ask him." ”
Sang pursed his lips as he whispered, "Officer Aaron, you go out first, I'll hear what he has to say." ”
"Are you sure?" Hodgner asked.
"Sure." ”
Now that the person has spoken, Hodchner fully respects his decision.
He turned around slightly and went out with the weird smile of the counselor opposite, stood next to several people, and watched the scene in the interrogation room together.
"Look at him like an angel who is under the sights of the devil." Morgan asked, "Do you know what the courier next to you said?" ”
Emily crossed her arms, "There is more than one person watching this author in the dark. ”
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"It's pathetic." Morgan answered, "But I have to live in fear all the time. ”
Red: "That means his safety can't be guaranteed. ”
A beautiful young man who has no ability to protect himself and is watched by people in the dark.
"The FBI will be responsible for his life." Hodgner looked inside the glass door, "He should pray that he doesn't run into us next time, that means he's in danger." ”
"Listen, here we go."
"You know what?" The counselor still looked gentle and polite, "I knew you were my muse the first time I met you. ”
Sang Yi looked at the person opposite with a blank face, silent and cold.
"I wish you could join us." The counselor sighed lightly, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, "But you haven't even seen the relevant news once, but if you watch it once, you should know that the people I killed are related to you, maybe you have stopped writing a long time ago, or maybe you will be tempted in by me." ”
Sang Yi said calmly, "I'm not sick. ”
The person on the other side laughed after being silent, "You think I'm sick?" ”
"At least you're not a normal person."
"I'm sad when you say that."
"If it makes you sad, that's great." ”
The counselor laughed even harder.
He shook his shoulders for a moment before pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looking at Sang Yi, "I thought you would like gentle and elegant men. ”
Sang Yi was stunned, and he said, "I like people who are really gentle, not defeated dogs who pretend to be gentle." ”
"You're talking so ugly, just like I thought." The counselor regained her gentleness, "But I like it." ”
Sangyi: "...... I know you're sick, and maybe the real person to consult a psychiatrist is you, not me. ”
"You're right." The counselor put his fingers against each other, put them on the table, and looked at Sang Yi unscrupulously, "Poor little white rabbit, my muse, do you think you can relax when I come in?" ”
Sang Yi didn't want to talk to the counselor anymore, and he asked directly, "Where did you hide those bodies?" ”
"Basement, ice cellar." The counselor smiled, "That's my confession to you, you'll definitely understand." ”
"You have to see it, you have to go."
……
Of course, Sang Yi doesn't go to any ice cellars.
But he followed him to the counselor's house.
Red, who was observing the room, looked at the bookshelves for a long time and said, "Look, there's a lot of suspense here. ”
Sang Yi turned his head.
"This is Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes detective book, and I love it too." Red pulled the book out.
Sang Yi was stunned and nodded.
"You just happened to be the one he had chosen." Red comforted awkwardly, "It's not because of you that he kills." ”
Sang Yi suddenly laughed, and he said, "I know, I'm not worried about that murderer. ”
Red sighed.
"Can I ask you about the Behavioral Analysis Profiler?" Sang Yi asked.
"Me?" Red pointed at himself, his expression a little silly, "Ask me?" ”
"Yes." Sang Yi nodded in confirmation, "I'm going to finish the ending." ”
"What are you talking about?" Morgan approached the two men, and he looked Sang up and down and said, "Do you want to know his confession to you?" ”
"No, thank you." Sang Yi was polite, "I'm not interested in his confession. ”
"I heard that you are a counselor again, I thought that when this kind of thing happens, you will be a little afraid of the counselor." Morgan said again.
"Scared...... Yes, some. Sang Yi touched his ears, "But the bad thing is that people are not professions, and I don't have to put colored glasses on all counselors for the sake of an abnormal person." ”
Morgan laughed, "It looks like you don't have to worry too much about it. ”
Sang Yi smiled politely.
While Morgan was in Sims, Sang approached Red and whispered, "Is that okay?" ”
Red: "Profiler?" ”
Sang Yi nodded, he was a little surprised, "Although I also know that it is outrageous to ask someone who has only met twice to know about this kind of thing......
"Actually, it's ......"
A stretcher carrying the corpse and a bag containing the body pieces were brought up, interrupting Red's words.
"Okay, can you add a contact information?" Sang Yi shook his phone and asked.
"In fact, it is to infer the psychological state of the offender according to his behavior, and analyze his personality, occupation, family environment, and so on." Red said quickly.
"Live Demonstration Environment." Sang Yi raised his hand, "Teacher Red, can you analyze me?" ”
The genius with an IQ of 187 said, "When we see you, we have already analyzed it." ”
Sang Yi frowned, and suddenly realized what he had said, and he asked the profiler to analyze him? Analyze his family? Isn't that time to give them doubts?
Rhett has already begun.
"You tend to be introverted, and you feel scared when you look at us, of course, it's not the fear of facing strangers, but it comes from your family."
Sang Yi's eyelashes trembled a few times quickly, and he smiled, "Okay, I know, I'll go back and look through the relevant books, Mr. Red, thank you." ”
"......" Red scratched his head a little puzzled, it was obviously Sang Yi's own analysis, why did it stop again?
"I don't want to hear about it when I touch other people's families." Emily was in love.
Red: "......."
Sang Yi didn't know what the people behind him were talking about.
Anyway, in his heart, after this matter is over, he and these people will no longer have intersection.
[Of course......] The system elongates the sound, [Of course you can if you want to, if you don't want to...... Anyway, it's a world for you to relax and rest. 】
Sangyi: ...... Do you think I'm relaxed? I was targeted by serial murder in less than a year after I was at home.
This world doesn't look very reliable, he shouldn't be so unlucky to run into other cases, right?
……
Rejecting the behavioural analysis team's request to drop him off, Sang got on the bus.
It was already evening.
On the way home there was a row of sycamores, and when the wind blew, they were now starting to shed their leaves.
Sang Yi paused, he bent down to pick up a leaf, and was about to continue walking when he suddenly froze in place.
Is it a delusion? There seemed to be footsteps behind him, as if someone was following him.
Sang jerked his head back, and there was no one behind him, only the leaves that had fallen after the wind had blown away.
Sure enough, it was an illusion, and Sang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and no one followed him at all.
It's because this incident happened today, so you're suspicious, right? This is not possible, it is easy to affect the mentality.
When Sang Yi got home, he cleaned the leaves of the sycamore and pasted them on the drawing board, and the yellowed leaves were covered with shiny butterflies.
After pasting the leaves, Sang Yi opened the bedroom door, and he lay on the bed, holding the pillow and staring at the ceiling in a daze.
He said that he was a resting world, but he could also gain energy, which was what the system told him.
For example, to be a big star, to be watched and liked, to be able to collect.
For example, writing, getting the support and likes of readers can also be collected.
Sang Yi gradually figured out a little way, it is not necessary to stay by the pride of the sky to obtain energy, although the memories of those previous worlds have been frozen by the system, but it is clear that the energy for the system upgrade is definitely not only brought by the pride of the sky.
Although the system said it, it must be more than the pride of the sky, but the energy of the pride of the sky will be extraordinarily prominent.
This kind of rest world is honestly rested, if you talk about the pride of the sky, those people in the behavior analysis group must be the pride of the sky, and you can definitely get a lot of energy by staying with them, but it's so dangerous.
Forget it.
Sang Yi just wanted to stay at home and relax.
He thought so, and just as he was about to close his eyes, his phone rang.
- Were you scared today?
Sang Yi sat up suddenly, and he subconsciously glanced around, there was nothing but him in the empty room.
Sang Yi's teeth twitched and asked back.
- Who are you?
- Don't worry, honey, I just want to care about you.
- Who are you?
- Your admirer, my dear.
Sang Yi blocked and closed his phone with a blank face.
He thought, he must be too tired, it would be better to take a shower first.
Soak in a bath and get a good night's sleep.
He had just finished putting out the water when his phone rang again.
Sang Yi frowned.
His phone doesn't have much to keep up with, after all, he has few friends.
This time it's a new number.
- Honey, are you going to take a shower? Can I see your beautiful body? My muse.
This is...... That counselor?
No, of course not, the counselor has been arrested, so who will it be?
The muse, this sentence, was said by a counselor.
So is it not just those two murderers?
Is it a prank?
Not a prank, someone is spying on him, someone is watching him now.
…… Surely it did, right?
Sang Yi's heart beat faster, he closed his eyes slightly, and clenched the pendant around his neck, as if he felt a little strength from it.
Whoever it is, Sang Yi thought, in this case, it's better to call the police, okay?
- Honey, you can't find me, don't look at it.
The man really followed him.
Sangyi's heart beat wildly, and he immediately stood up and looked around vigilantly, and then called the police.
The guy over there quickly took note and said he was asked to wait.
Sang Yi didn't dare to go out, he didn't hear it wrong when he wanted to come back, there was someone following him at that time.
But how did the other party know he was in the bathroom?
Unless that person is in the bathroom, right in his home, or that person has installed surveillance in his home?
The thought and possibility gave Sang the creeps, and he couldn't imagine what he would do now if someone really was watching him in his house.
What's more, he doesn't know if he can beat the other party, once the other party has a weapon, it means that the other party may be a role similar to that of a psychological counselor.
No, maybe the other party just speculated, and he shouldn't scare himself.
At the same time, there was a knock on the door. :,m..,.