Su Mian grabbed his sketch and looked at it carefully.
Xu Sibai looked at her blushing pretty face, her eyes were wide open, even more black and translucent, but she still had the bright and moving appearance she remembered. He put down the pencil subconsciously, feeling a little sad in the end, put his hand on the back of her chair, and moved a little closer to her.
But that's all, there is an invisible wall around her body. Engraved on that wall was another man's name, easily separating him.
I heard that they have moved in together.
I heard that they are quite affectionate and close.
He quietly exhaled, suppressed the sudden pain in his heart, and said gently, "Does this help your reasoning?"
Su Mian nodded again and again, "It's helpful, very helpful." She picked up his mouse, zoomed in on a photo on the screen, and stared at it, "I have a bold guess. I discussed it with Professor Xu before. Conclusion: This killer is full of mockery of the victim and the police. He must have suffered some kind of betrayal and injury. Look at the posture he designed for the victims: prostrate, in a pile of mud and blood, most of them were still killed The lower limbs were broken by the explosion. Some were not completely dead at the time, and could only struggle to move forward.
I think this scene must have a strong symbolic meaning for him - the dirty and miserable underground, people struggling to move forward in pain, but finally dying in despair. "
Xu Sibai stared at her, his eyes focused, but he didn't speak.
Su Mian continued: "So, I think there is one more thing to add to his portrait: he had a very difficult childhood, poverty, embarrassment, oppression and suffering, he must have grown up in a family at the bottom of society. Growing up in a well-off or even rich family, even if there is some kind of childhood shadow, it will not form such a heavy, vivid and realistic psychological projection." She paused and said: "There are some things that he has not personally experienced, It doesn't feel as strong."
Xu Sibai was also stunned for a moment, silent for a moment, and nodded.
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As for the second killer, Xu Sibai also made important discoveries.
He swiped the mouse and zoomed in on the palms of the deceased in several photos until the color and texture of the palms could be clearly seen, and then said: "This is a photo of the crime scene when the body was just discovered. It was not mentioned in the autopsy report. , but did you notice the slight difference in the color of their palms?"
Su Mian was completely fascinated by his discoveries. She leaned over in front of the computer screen and looked at it carefully: "It seems... a little red?"
Xu Sibai smiled approvingly.
Su Mian smiled proudly, "Look, my eyesight is still so good."
"Yeah." He opened a few other photos and said after zooming in as well, "but looking at the photos after they were transported to the morgue, the red marks on the palms have disappeared. Since the forensic doctor at the time did not make any decisions on this point. The discussion shows that these red marks have nothing to do with poisoning, nor are they scars."
Su Mian blinked, "What does this mean?"
Xu Sibai spread out one palm, palm facing up: "Hit me."
Su Mian was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood, nodded, and slapped her with a slap. Her force value is still very high, and with this "snack", her palm throbbed faintly, and Xu Sibai frowned silently.
Su Mian: "...The beating hurts?" She hangs around with the detectives all day, and she doesn't have any weight on her hands. As a gentle person like Xu Sibai, she forgot that he couldn't stand it.
"It's okay." A helpless smile flashed in his eyes, he pulled her hand over, and the palms of the two were side by side, "Look, the red marks on the palms of the corpse, don't they look like marks after being hit like this? So very It quickly faded, and the forensic doctor didn't notice it."
Su Mian stared at it seriously, it was really, exactly the same as in the photo.
"But what does that mean? What did the victim slap before dying?" she murmured, frowning.
And Xu Sibai withdrew his hand and just looked at her quietly. As a forensic doctor, he is only responsible for discovering the abnormal symptoms of the corpse, and finding the cause and mechanism of its formation. As for why the murderer did this, what can be deduced is the matter of her and the other detectives.
Su Mian's brain was running fast, and at the same time, Xu Nanbai's portrait of the second murderer appeared yesterday: he is extremely self-disciplined, but extremely distorted; he has a decent and serious job, but he dresses up the corpse as bright and dignified as an actor. Self-made and twisted, embodied in the same person…
"If the murderer asked the victim to slap himself, then there should be finger marks on the face of the corpse. But it didn't." She raised her eyes to look at Xu Sibai, and she was instantly blessed, "You said, will it be true? … It was he who was slapped? He asked the victim to slap him before he died?”
Xu Sibai was stunned for a moment.
However, Su Mian was already excited: "Look, this possibility exists. Professor Xu said that extreme self-control and madness appeared in him, indicating that his own personality was a bit split and very contradictory. Now I think about it carefully, A person's discipline, 'strict self-discipline' characteristics, are mostly cultivated in the family or school environment.
But in today's schools, at most there are individual teachers who are extreme, and the overall environment will not be too harsh and depressing, and will not force people to pervert. Then it's family.
So there is one more thing to add to his portrait: he must have grown up in a very demanding, repressive, decent, and even overdone family environment. And letting the victim slap himself represents a kind of punishment. Maybe it's the corporal punishment he often suffered during his childhood and adolescence. This is also more reasonable. Now students and teachers can slap children casually, but parents can. "
She was so excited when she spoke, Xu Sibai listened and laughed slowly.
"What are you laughing at?" she asked.
"I think you're amazing." He looked at her seriously and said.
Su Mian's heart warmed, and she reached out and patted his shoulder: "You brother, of course! Lao Xu, you are not bad too."
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The third murderer with the fewest clues, Xu Sibai's conclusion was the most direct and accurate.
"It's a colleague," he said. "It's not a forensic doctor, it's a surgeon."
Su Mian's heart trembled slightly, "Are you sure about this?"
"It's certain." He pointed to the photo on the screen. "The way of cutting the knife, the habit, is completely the habit of the surgeon. He is also very familiar with the structure of the human body, so the incision wound is so perfect and the technique is superb."
Su Mian was so happy, she grabbed his arm and said, "Lao Xu, you are so powerful!"
Xu Sibai smiled lightly. With a white coat, white shirt, dark brown trousers, and soft short hair, the whole person looks as clear as the snow in the spring.