The Monster I Was Redeemed

"From the point of view of the wound alone, the act of pretending to be a hermit has been very successful."

Tian Hao touched his chin and thought for a while: "But it cannot be completely ruled out. After five years of silence, the hermit may have a team."

"It doesn't make any difference if you say that or if you don't say it..."

Jin Ping'an couldn't help complaining: "Tell me about all the possibilities, as long as you get one right, you'll be right."

"You boy."

Tian Hao rubbed Jin Ping'an's dog's head vigorously: "This is called considering the problem from all angles."

Reasoning is back to reasoning, and everything must be based on facts.

Although the murderer's face was covered.

But the other two did not cover up their faces.

Not that they were careless.

Because before killing, they avoided all monitoring equipment.

No one would have guessed that there is Jin Pingan, a guy who can go back in time and has first-class painting skills.

You can see the whole incident in its entirety.

They can also draw their faces exactly.

for example.

Your mobile phone received an early warning, saying that someone is going to block you at the gate of the community, so you should be careful.

You believe it and are fully prepared.

Not only did he put on the stab-proof clothing and the stick, but he also called a group of brothers.

A group of people came to the gate of the community arrogantly.

Then you see a guy with hands folded, eyes glowing red, wearing a blue tights, a red cape, and a guy with the letter S on his chest, floating in mid-air waiting for your arrival.

What's even more outrageous is that after he saw you, he took out a glove with six gems from behind...

In the face of this unreasonable dimensionality reduction attack.

All actions to erase one's whereabouts are meaningless.

For example, even people at the level of Ai Liang and Qianmianren modified other people's memories.

Gao Bin can also see the truth before being modified through super sense.

Moreover, Jin Ping'an's backtracking is more comprehensive than Gao Bin's super sense.

Sadly, his abilities don't last long.

If it exceeds five times a day, it will stop directly.

But this cannot deny the fact that the ability to go back is very powerful.

In the past, Jin Ping'an and Tian Hao handled the case together.

Basically, once the backtracking is opened, the case can be closed immediately.

"finished!"

Jin Ping'an stopped his brush, and a sketch of a murder scene with a clarity comparable to that of a photo appeared on the drawing board.

In the picture, the girl guards the warehouse door to let the wind out.

The hooded man, suspected of being a hermit, held a bloody dagger in his hand.

The mustache stood beside the man in the hood.

Lying in front of the two of them was a dead man who had died.

Jin Ping'an roughly talked about what he traced back to.

"There are not many things that can be seen when looking back at the warehouse floor, only the process of the hooded man bringing people in and cutting his throat.

If you want to know the identities of the other two, or their course of action, you may need to go back to the corpse. "

Tian Hao looked at the painting, trying to find clues in it.

"Is the murder weapon a dagger? This is as predicted... Can you draw the dagger completely? I want to see if there are any characteristics, similar to logos or brands."

Tian Hao pointed to the drawing paper, and said with the dagger in the hooded man's hand.

"So, there is something unusual about this dagger."

Under Tian Hao's prompt, Jin Pingan recalled some small details of the man in the hood when he shot the murder: "The warehouse was very dark at that time, and the light source was all provided by the flashlight of the mustache, but the blade of the short knife did not reflect light."

Is a protective coating used?

Later, I will ask the forensic doctor if there is any special substance extracted from the wound.

Tian Hao thought to himself.

"This short knife has no iconic features, but it looks a bit weird. Its blade is not inlaid on the handle, as if the handle and blade are a complete whole."

Jin Ping'an continued to add: "And I also saw patterns similar to textures on the body of the knife."

"Patterns?"

Tian Hao asked.

"It's not a pattern, it's something similar to fingerprints and tree rings."

As Jin Pingan spoke, he picked up the paintbrush and quickly drew the dagger.

Tian Hao also took a picture of the dagger's drawing, planning to look for it himself.

As for such an important clue, why not ask the criminal police team to help find it.

A powerful criminal profiler can find out the motive of the murderer, and even perfectly restore the process of committing the crime and the psychological state of the murderer.

But if even all the details on the surface of the murder weapon can be drawn clearly.

It's time for the criminal police team to include the profiler as a suspect.

The motive of committing the crime, what style and color of clothes will be worn when committing the crime, these guesses, at least have a psychological foundation.

Even if crime prediction is a little bit better, it is still within the scope of science.

However, if you can even tell how many threads are on your clothes and how many nose hairs are exposed in your nostrils.

This is entering the realm of metaphysics.

On the bright side, Jin Ping'an is a profiling genius who is extremely proficient in criminal psychology, which is why he was recruited as a consultant by the criminal police team.

Remember, he is portrayed as a profiling genius well versed in criminal psychology.

It's not a fortune teller who knows the past and present by pinching fingers.

"Why do you think so much, just take me back to trace the corpse, don't you know the ins and outs?"

Jin Ping'an's thinking was as simple and rude as ever.

With the help of backtracking, he does have straight-forward capital.

Backtracking is to solving crimes, what modifiers are to mowing games.

Turn on invincibility plus instant kill, and the attribute is full, there is no enemy that cannot be defeated.

Tian Hao, who was thinking hard, was not in a hurry to take Jin Pingan back.

"Don't forget, even if I know the reason, I have to make up a reasonable investigation process for you, otherwise how can I explain the source of these clues?"

"Walking and thinking, walking and thinking."

Jin Ping'an urged loudly from the side.

He held the drawing board in one hand, and pushed Tian Hao's back with the other: "When the corpse is traced back, there will be more clues. The more you know, the easier it is for the clues to connect together."

"Okay, okay, don't push!"

Tian Hao said impatiently.

This is the reason, but after experiencing the kidnapping case created by Hu Yingshao.

Tian Hao didn't want to drag Jin Pingan into the muddy water of the hermit again.

If Shi Hongfang hadn't asked Jin Ping An to come over to assist in the investigation, he would not have informed Jin Ping An to come to the scene of the crime.

As for why he didn't find an excuse to send Jin Ping'an away...

Once this kid arrives at the scene of the crime, he will definitely use backtracking, no matter how much he persuades him, it will be useless.

Otherwise, with his logical thinking ability, relying on reasoning and observation alone, can he draw a profile?

psychology?

Jin Pingan understands the psychology of shit.

It's useless to ask Jin Ping'an to learn now, given his IQ.

Between the teacher and the students, one must be crazy, and there is a high probability that the teacher is crazy.

Under the leadership of Tian Hao, the two passed through the sealed (river crab) lock line and came to the police car.

An hour and a half later, the criminal police team arrived.

"Where's Captain Shi?"

After getting off the car and going to the office, Tian Hao happened to run into Jiang Kaiji, so he asked Shi Hongfang where he was going.

Jiang Kaiji was holding a stack of documents: "Team Shi? He left the team an hour ago and didn't know where he went. Maybe it was because of his relationship. After all, firing a warning shot is not a trivial matter."

Tian Hao didn't question it, even if Shi Hongfang's family could suppress the news.

You still have to show your face to those who have helped you, and express your gratitude in person.

Otherwise, if someone helped you, you would make a bad face, and you wouldn't even see anyone else.

The appearance of treating people like subordinates.

What happens next time, even if others have to come to help in order to get the support of the Shi family, or under pressure.

Definitely not happy.

This is the way of the world.

No one wants to help a person who doesn't know how to be grateful, even if the so-called gratitude is just a show.

Tian Hao changed the question: "Is the autopsy finished?"

"It should be over. I watched Team Shi not long ago and left the identification center with a report."

Jiang Kaiji recalled.

Tian Hao nodded, then looked at the document in Jiang Kaiji's hand.

Noticing Tian Hao's gaze, Jiang Kaiji opened his mouth and said, "These are all about hermit's drinks, most of which are files that Team Shi got from Neihua City.

A small part is about the hermit's character and behavior pattern analysis.

Team Shi intends to let us read all the documents, so many files, I really don't know how long it will take to read..."

Jiang Kaiji couldn't help but complained: "It's not certain whether the murderer this time is that throat-slitting madman."

"If there is that possibility, you have to try it. It's not like you don't know Team Shi's obsession with hermits."

Tian Hao patted Jiang Kaiji on the shoulder: "Do it well."

"Hey, after talking so much, can't you help me?"

"I still have to go to the appraisal center to see the autopsy results. Besides, it's not like you can't move this thing."

Tian Hao ran away with Jin PingAn.

Only Jiang Kaiji was left holding the documents and cursing.

The forensic identification center in Qianhua City is behind the criminal police team.

Walk along the promenade for about five minutes, and you will see the building of the identification center.

Tian Hao has been a criminal police officer for more than ten years, and he can be regarded as a frequent visitor here.

He led Jin Pingan straight to Han Wenshan's office.

Originally, Tian Hao planned to go straight to the dissection room.

But considering that several hours had passed since the deceased was brought here, the autopsy might have been completed long ago.

Tian Hao decided to say hello to Han Wenshan first.

If the body has already been stored, please ask the old forensic doctor to pull it out again and let Jin Ping'an touch it.

Tian Hao came to Han Wenshan's office with ease.

Boom, boom, boom.

"come in."

Tian Hao asked straight to the point: "Mr. Han, the body sent over this morning..."

"The autopsy has been completed, and the report has been taken by your Shi team."

Han Wenshan raised his hand to pick up the landline, and dialed Xu Cheng's number: "Someone wants to see the corpse, you should prepare."

After ordering Xu Cheng, Han Wenshan served two cups of tea one after another.

"Xiao Xu can't leave for the time being, why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea first."

Compared with Tian Hao's formality, Jin Ping'an seemed very casual.

He came across the desk and sat down carelessly, picked up the teacup and took a big sip.

"The tea made by Mr. Han is still delicious as always."

Tian Hao also picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The taste is exactly the same as the tea in the world, and there is no bright spot.

Not to mention the comparison with the tea in the teahouse.

It's just a bit stronger than the free tea in some snack bars.

Not good at all.

Tian Hao sat down beside Jin Ping'an, recalling what he said just now, he couldn't help but glance at him.

Good boy, you big-eyed guy will be flattering too.

"I have a bad stomach, drink less."

Han Wenshan also picked up the teacup: "Drinking tea without eating is not good for the stomach."

Basically everyone in the criminal police team knew about Jin Ping'an's torn cardia.

After all, when he spat out a mouthful of blood, a group of people were startled.

When everyone rushed him to the hospital in a panic, it turned out that it was just a torn cardia.

Not to mention how speechless.

After the news spread, many jokes were made.

Many people ridiculed Tian Hao, who couldn't even tell the difference between esophageal bleeding and visceral bleeding.

"It's not good for my stomach, Mr. Han, you shouldn't pour me tea."

Jin Ping'an replied casually.

He likes to punch no matter what.

Hearing this, Tian Hao next to him, his eyelids twitched.

Jin Ping'an is a real tiger, he dares to talk like that to anyone.

You know, Han Wenshan is someone that Captain Shi must treat with caution.

If the old man is unhappy, Jin Ping'an will not think about it in the future.

Han Wenshan didn't respond to Jin Ping'an's dismantling words, he just laughed and scolded: "You boy, pouring tea for you is not for you to drink as water, tea is for drinking."

This old Han has a thick skin, don't you know the level of the tea you make...

Tian Hao complained in his heart.

But on the surface, he still pretended to be really delicious, and licked the rim of the cup.

In front of the elderly, children have the privileges of children.

If Tian Hao talks like Jin Ping'an, then he doesn't know what to do...

Hetian Hao had a different attitude towards the cup that he licked for a long time.

Every time Jin Pingan took a sip, he could see the obvious drop in water level.

What I said before, it's not that Jin Ping'an deliberately flattered me, he really likes the tea made by Han Wenshan.

Every time you finish drinking it, it's like setting the buff of the holy light attribute.

Body and spirit are extremely comfortable.

It's a pity that Xu Cheng didn't have a second cup because of the phone call.

After bidding farewell to Han Wenshan, the two found Xu Cheng near the dissection room.

"Old Tian, ​​safe, have you come to see the corpse again?"

Xu Chengchao greeted the two of them.

Jin Ping'an suddenly felt a chill: "Brother Xu, can you stop describing us as perverts who like to look at corpses, besides, you see many more corpses than us!"

Xu Cheng smiled wryly and sighed: "That's for work, I hope that there will be fewer corpses sent here."

Hearing this, Jin Ping'an put away his smiling face in embarrassment.

"I actually hope that there will be fewer victims..."

Xu Cheng looked at Jin Ping'an in surprise: "I mean, can you recruit more people, it's very tiring to dissect the corpse every day."

Fuck! Give me back my emotion!

Let's make a fuss, we still have to do business.

Xu Cheng opened the door of the autopsy and pulled out the body of the deceased from the mortuary cabinet.

By the way, submit the pathology test report to the two.