Shi Jinyu touched the three scars on Guan Zheng's wrist, as if saying to himself: "When will this scar be healed?"
Guan Zheng replied: "It's coming soon." Shi Jinyu looked up at Guan Zheng and said, "Then I can rest assured."
Under the urging of Guan Zheng, Shi Jinyu slept with the police for a while. Guan Zheng's chest was so tight that he couldn't breathe, and the fever made all organs of Guan Zheng's body come to a halt, and his heart seemed to stop beating. The chest seemed to be crushed by countless hands. Guan Zheng was afraid of waking Shi Jinyu, so he took the thermometer by himself, and then took the temperature by himself.
The body temperature has been hovering between 39 degrees Celsius, Guan Zheng weakly put the thermometer back on the cabinet, and continued to face up to the ceiling, bearing everything silently. In fact, even Guan Zheng himself didn't know that the knife would be so precise, hitting the heart, Guan Zheng used "fate to doom" to comfort him, but he still couldn't conceal the pain.
Guan Zheng forced himself to sleep, but the stronger the thought, the more awake the consciousness; the more awake the consciousness, the stronger the thought, and then fell into an infinite loop. Guan Zheng is full of Xu Jiuyan. Will he be happy to work in the new environment? Can she handle this case? Does Peng Jiadi's case also have an eye for her
Xu Jiuyan lay on her desk and had a very strange dream. The autumn wind blew through the wheat fields and rolled up layers of wheat waves. A man in a police uniform stood between the ridges. Xu Jiuyan stood on the other side and shouted: "Guan Zheng!"
The man slowly turned around, smiled at Xu Jiuyan, and said, "Xiao Jiu, you have to be good alone, and you have to be happy without me."
Xu Jiuyan burst into tears in an instant, and chased the man, shouting while chasing: "No, I would never be happy without you!"
The man waved to Xu Jiuyan without looking back, and said, "You have to live a good life, and remember to love life."
Xu Jiuyan was still chasing after, shouting: "Guanzheng, Guanzheng, don't go, okay, I never blamed you for my father's death, don't you go, okay?"
Xu Jiuyan chased him for a long, long time, but the man did not look back. Finally, Xu Jiuyan sat alone in the wheat field, looking at the direction of the man’s going away, and shouted: "Guanzheng, Guanzheng, I will I've been waiting for you to come back!"
Liang Yien pushed Xu Jiuyan awake, Xu Jiuyan got up in a daze, and said, "What time is it?"
Liang Yien put all kinds of forensic medicine books on the desk, and took the time to glance at the clock on the wall, and said: "It's past seven o'clock, and it's almost time for work."
Xu Jiuyan slowly got up and said, "I'm all asleep."
Liang Yien smiled slightly and said, "You have a spring dream, right?"
"What did you say?" Xu Jiuyan asked in surprise.
Liang Yien imitated Xu Jiuyan's sleep and said: "Guanzheng, don't leave, Guanzheng, I will always wait for you..."
Xu Jiuyan grabbed Liang Yien from the table shyly and said, "What's the matter? How can I be like this."
"Do you not know it yourself?" Liang Yin haha laughed and said, "I'm still shy. Have you shut down your house?"
"What do we mean by Guanzheng? So many people are watching." Xu Jiuyan didn't want everyone to know her relationship with Guanzheng. Guanzheng has a pivotal position in the police circle, and she is a fledgling little girl. The film is far behind Guanzheng. The task force has just been established. If you can't achieve anything for a while, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of Guanzheng
Liang Yien urged Xu Jiuyan to talk to Guan Zheng on the phone. Xu Jiuyan struggled for a long time before dialing the phone. Liang Yien's big eyes blinked. In fact, she had already raised her ears and waited to listen, Guan Zheng. , Love comes as you say it is, and you won’t stop crying if you don’t tell the girl.
Xu Jiuyan waited for a long time and no one answered. Xu Jiuyan hung up and dialed again, but no one answered. Now Liang Yien was a little embarrassed, and said, "Forget it, I must have gone to investigate the case. I didn't bring a mobile phone, or visited on the street, but I didn't hear it."
"No, he never visits the street. He doesn't do field work." Xu Jiuyan felt faintly disturbed. When she was struggling, Yu Shuhui walked in and said: "Come and gather for a meeting."
The task force was established, but it has been established for so many days, except for the regular meeting every morning, which is a welcoming ceremony to welcome new colleagues from the Nanyi Public Security Bureau. It seems that Xu Jiuyan is the only one doing the investigation of the case.
Tian Yuming walked in and said, "Yeah, there are a lot of people here, so I'm not welcome. Our task force has been set up for several days, and there has been no progress. We caught a guy named Wei Qiang a while ago. Yes, we suspect that he has something to do with the 6.28 cultural relics theft. We conducted interrogation overnight, but there was no result. The police didn’t talk about life and death. Now the police don’t allow torture to extract a confession. Tell me, are there any good suggestions."
Yu Shuhui's eyes rolled several times and said, "Officer Xu, don't you have a lot of research on criminal psychology portraits? How about you talk about it first?"
Xu Jiuyan came back to her senses and said, "Well, I don’t know who Wei Qiang is, so I’m not too good to say. Modern interrogation is a study of human nature. Most of us prefer and seem to be harmonious. Talk to people similar to yourself. Once the conversation starts, it’s hard to stop. Once we start to tell the truth, it’s hard to tell lies. When the police told us that a doorknob was found in a house that was stolen two days ago. With our fingerprints on it, we will become nervous. Even if we keep wearing gloves during the burglary, we will still think over and over again whether we did something during the crime that made the police suspect me.
Except in a few cases, the police can lie to the suspect in order to obtain a confession. Because we believe that even in the face of false physical evidence proving her involvement in the crime, an innocent person will never admit that she has not committed a crime. Unfortunately, this is not always the case. However, this largely determines why the police use deceptive tactics during interrogations.
Psychological control started even before the interrogator spoke. The actual layout of the interrogation room is designed to make the suspect feel most uncomfortable and make him feel helpless from the moment he enters the room. The interrogation room was a small, soundproofed room with only three chairs, two for the police, one for the suspect, a table and empty walls on all sides. "(End of this chapter)