"I mean, Han Xu, you're really good at it. How can you get into this kind of thing even if you rent a house? Do you have Conan's physique?" Li Le said while taking photos and fixing them, the atmosphere at the scene was very strange and someone needed to adjust it. Han Xu accompanied Song Jiaer to collect fingerprints. He was not interested in the freezer at all, "Take your photos carefully." "This scene looks like it has been washed. There is really nothing to take pictures of." Li Le took a digital camera and clicked a few more pictures. The scene continued to fall into silence... More than ten minutes later, Forensic Doctor Hao finished the preliminary identification and shook his head. "After so many years of working as a forensic examiner, this is the first time I have seen someone like this. Captain Qin, please send someone to carry the freezer back." "Mr. Hao, have you discovered anything?" Qin Fen frowned and was in a bad mood. Forensic Doctor Hao slowly stood up and said regretfully, "The time of death cannot be determined. The epidermal tissue of the corpse has been completely frozen. It has been in the freezer for at least a month, or even longer!" "What about the cause of death?" Qin Fen asked. "The corpse is frozen like that and needs to be taken back for dissection. Sorry, I can't give you an answer now."
Mr. Hao has been working as a forensic doctor for most of his life and is well-known as an industry authority in several surrounding provinces and cities. Even he found it difficult, which shows that the murderer's methods are professional enough. "Why are you standing there? Find someone to take it back!" Qin Fen was not just in a bad mood. Li Le clicked and took another photo, put down the thick and large lens of his SLR, and said with an embarrassed look on his face, "Captain, what's going on? It's on the fourteenth floor." "Find your own solution!" "Qin...Captain Qin, come and take a look at this!" Song Jiaer's voice came from the bedroom, with urgency and even a hint of panic. Everyone was attracted and crowded at the door, with shock on their faces. Under the multi-band light source held by Song Jiaer, the walls of the small bedroom were covered with large splatters of blood. In the middle of the bed, there was even more shocking. More than two meters above the ground, there was a line of large words written in blood. : "Murderers hate society people!" Han Xu was holding the luminol he had just sprayed in his hand, and was shocked by what he saw. The murderer's brutality was beyond imagination. Li Le stepped forward silently and took photos to fix the scene. "What the hell is this?" Qin Fen had been working as a criminal investigator for so long. This was the first time he saw such a lawless criminal, and he almost lost control of his emotions. "Murderers hate society people! What do you mean?" Mr. Hao narrowed his eyes at the crooked handwriting. No one said a word, and time seemed to stand still. Everyone knows what this sentence means, but no one answers! The obvious traces left by the murderer deliberately at the scene of the crime were like a huge net, covering the minds of all the police officers present, trying to leave some indelible marks. "Everyone, please be serious and work harder to find this bastard!" Qin Fen was really angry. Someone dared to act recklessly in his one-third of an acre of land. No matter how well-behaved he was, he couldn't bear it! "yes!" … Song Jiaer subconsciously pulled Han Xu, "Is this murderer a pervert?"
"Absolutely, this is a typical antisocial personality!" Han Xu replied. "Tell me about it." After solving two major cases, Song Jiaer also developed admiration for Han Xu. Han Xu searched for the ink in his stomach and then said: "Antisocial personality is a high-risk personality disorder. This kind of personality disorder often appears in children or early adolescents, so the perpetrator may have been psychologically traumatized as a child, or has not been cared for for a long time. The specific manifestations include indifference to others, disregard for life, failure to abide by social norms, and simply put, killing without blinking an eye! " "So scary?!" Song Jiaer's palms became sweaty as she looked at the words. Han Xu continued, "The murderer is hopeless and extremely dangerous. He will definitely kill again!" Qin Fen heard Han Xu's analysis on the side and nodded slightly, "Then why did he leave this line?" Han Xu was silent for a moment, and then replied, "This behavior of leaving notes may be a whim, or it may be intentional. Just like every serial killer has a strong desire for expression, they will leave their own personal belongings at the scene. His own unique traces, such as this line of words, are often called death signatures! Of course it is not limited to words, it may also be a pattern, a mark, or a less common behavior. However, there is something strange! " "Where?" Song Jiaer asked in surprise. Han Xu paused and then continued, "Most antisocial personalities are usually not very smart, but the scene was handled very cleanly!" "How could the murderer not be smart? Doesn't he have strong anti-investigation capabilities?" Song Jiaer did not find any footprints or valid fingerprints at the scene. "Do you think all sociopaths are like Hannibal, who appear gentle and thoughtful on the surface?" Song Jiaer had watched "The Silence of the Lambs" and knew who Han Xu was talking about Hannibal, so she couldn't help but nodded, "Isn't it?" "No, this is a common psychological phenomenon called availability bias. In fact, most people with real antisocial personalities have no self-control ability, or have very poor self-control ability, and are easily impulsive and irritable. Generally speaking, in society, they will not If you are a successful person, you cannot treat killing as an artistic creation like Hannibal in the movie.” Song Jiaer was speechless when she was told, "What you said is better than what our police academy teacher said." In fact, Han Xu knew at a glance that it was impossible to obtain information about the murderer through conventional investigative means, otherwise Yunshan would have solved the case long ago, so he could only rely on analyzing the criminal's psychology out of thin air to get some valuable clues. Li Le put down the camera and listened to Han Xu's analysis. He couldn't help but ask, "What does that strange place mean?" Han Xu looked at the line of blood and said, "Everyone has seen that this murderer has a strong anti-investigation awareness. The scene was cleaned very cleanly, which itself contradicts the antisocial personality. The murderer left this line of blood, which is likely to mislead our investigation direction. Of course, these are just my one-sided analysis." Qin Fen looked around the scene again. After so long, he really didn't get any valuable evidence. Han Xu's analysis was simple and profound, conquering all the police officers present. "Then how do you think we should start?" The head of a team began to ask questions without shame. Unexpectedly, Han Xu spread his hands and said helplessly, "I don't have any good solution for now." "..." "I thought you were a king, but you are only a bronze after all this time!" Li Le teased. "What do you know? Top strength does not depend on rank." Han Xu threw out a great truth.
