Quick Transmigration: Losing All Standing and Reputation

Chapter 110: Born perverted (fifteen)

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Song Que glanced at the prisoners inside and said to Du Feng, "Can we go in for interrogation?"

Du Feng glanced at the previous interrogator. The police officer was quite interested in Song Que. He had always heard that his interrogation skills were very high, but he had never seen it with his own eyes. He nodded happily at this moment. Du Feng felt confident and took Song Que into the interrogation room together.

Song sat down on one side of the table. The murderer Gao Youshun looked up at him and then paused. Although it only lasted a few seconds, Song could still see his envy and jealousy from his expression. But Song thought about it for a moment and realized that these emotions were directed at him, or a man like him who had a bright appearance and was extremely popular with the opposite sex at first sight.

Song Que introduced himself: "Hello, I am Song Que, a consultant at the police station, and I am also a psychiatrist."

Song Que's introduction made Du Feng stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but introduce himself. Song Que couldn't help but glance at Du Feng, with a serious face but a little helpless in his heart.

Du Feng didn't know yet that he had embarrassed Song Que, and he only thought about Song Que's purpose of doing this.

After Song Que finished speaking, he carefully paid attention to the way Gao Youshun's facial muscles were mobilized. A formal self-introduction successfully attracted Gao Youshun's attention and opened up the conversation. Gao Youshun's hand on his chest opened slightly. The term "psychiatrist" in Song Que's mouth did not make Gao Youshun have any special reaction. Obviously, he was not deeply impressed by this term, which meant that the messenger behind the scenes did not approach him through this identity.

Song Que pursed his lips slightly and soon returned to normal.

In the previous interrogation, Gao Youshun, faced with the police's evidence, broke down and admitted the fact that he committed the murder. He also recounted the process of the murder, very candidly. But when the police asked whether anyone had instigated or instigated him, Gao Youshun gave a very definite negative answer.

Song Que had watched the second half of the incident on the monitor. Judging from Gao Youshun's expression and body language, there was no sign of lying. Gao Youshun seemed a little surprised by this question and didn't understand why the police asked this. In other words, these murderers didn't even know they were incited, but Song smelled the same kind of scent. Intellectually, Song was disgusted by this speculation, but he couldn't help but get excited in his bones.

Gao Youshun had recruited them all, and he didn't know what Song Que and the two wanted to ask. He had no interest in talking at first, but Song Que's self-introduction aroused his interest.

This was not an obvious performance, but Song could tell it with just one glance. He looked at Gao Youshun pretentiously for a while, until Gao Youshun frowned unconsciously, he stopped and said at the right time: "Gao Youshun, look I don’t seem to be very good at getting along with the opposite sex.”

When Gao Youshun heard this, he couldn't help but lean back a little on his chair, subconsciously crossed his hands on his chest, and said, "Does this have anything to do with the case? I've already confessed everything I need to."

Song continued as if he hadn't heard anything: "This kind of incompetence started in childhood, and then it got worse. Deep in your heart, you want to talk to these lovely girls, but you can't open your mouth. I don’t know what kind of language to use to approach them. Your appearance, your height, and even your temperament are the least attractive to girls. If you don’t say anything and just approach a girl silently, the other party will even be attracted by it. You were frightened, and then tried every means to stay away from you. You were clumsy, but very sensitive. After realizing this, you were very hurt. You didn’t even dare to get close to a girl. You always observed them silently from a certain distance. , to suppress the desire in your heart."

Song Que's voice became slower and softer, as if he had assumed Gao Youshun's position and couldn't help but sympathize with him.

Du Feng's brows immediately furrowed, but Song was usually not very emotional. How could he sympathize with such a murderer

Of course Song Que didn't sympathize with Gao Youshun. It was a miracle that he could have such feelings. It was just a test at the moment.

Gao Youshun opened his arms crossed on his chest little by little, and his brows relaxed naturally. He fell into a trance, as if he was taken back to the past by Song Que's words. These past memories are not good memories for Gao Youshun, but when Gao Youshun recalled them unconsciously, the expression on his face was not painful and embarrassing, but rather a very comfortable state.

Obviously, the messenger behind the scenes did the same thing to Gao Youshun, using words to open the door to memories, pry off his guard, and then, in the name of helping him, stir up his dissatisfaction and those things little by little. The sinful thoughts buried deeply fermented into what he is now.

When he evoked Gao Youshun's memories, he might have used some inflammatory language to make Gao Youshun fantasize about how wonderful things would have changed if he had taken different actions and words in those moments in the past.

In conversation after conversation, Gao Youshun gradually became obsessed with this feeling and had the urge to put these actions into practice.

Song quickly deduced the most reasonable possibility in his mind, and then said: "But it doesn't matter. Someone starts to teach you how to get along with girls, what language to use to lower their wariness, and even make them show a pure smile to you. Laugh. You begin to rehearse in your mind, imagining how those girls who once rejected you and stayed away from you before you spoke will change their minds. In your fantasy, these methods are so easy to use, you It seems like he has become another person, good at words, full of charm, and can easily make any girl you like laugh."

Gao Youshun couldn't help but retort: "That's not a fantasy."

This rebuttal was weak and unoffensive.

Song changed from his gentleness just now, and suddenly changed into a contemptuous face. That condescending and dismissive look annoyed Gao Youshun, but Song still emphasized: "That is a fantasy, someone deliberately weaved it for you." A wonderful dream, and you plunged into it without any discernment."

Gao Youshun suddenly rushed forward, as if to attack Song Que, but Song Que remained unmoved and even provoked him with his eyes. Du Feng was shocked, and he immediately reacted and hugged Gao Youshun back.

Gao Youshun screamed at Song Que at the top of his lungs: "That's not a fantasy! It can be done! It can be changed! As long as I speak like this, those girls will listen to me and will no longer ignore me and avoid me like before. Me, even afraid of me! Everything he taught me was useful! What do you know? What do people like you who are born with everything know?"

Song Que avoided it slightly, not wanting to be touched by Gao Youshun's saliva when he spoke excitedly, and said to Du Feng, "Did you hear that?"

Du Feng was stunned for a moment, his mind was distracted by the sudden outburst of Gao Youshun, and for a moment he didn't understand what Song Que was talking about.

Song sighed and said, "He admitted that someone was teaching him. Although it was just teaching him how to approach girls, I think this is the person we are looking for."

Du Feng's eyes lit up, was there really such a person

Gao Youshun on the side heard their conversation and suddenly stared straight at Song Que and said, "You are looking for this person?"

Obviously, after what he had just done, Song had successfully attracted the hatred of Gao Youshun. He was Gao Youshun's naturally hostile type, and his actions had stabilized the hatred. As soon as Du Feng saw the other party's sinister smile, he knew that Gao Youshun would not say anything else just to cause trouble for them. Du Feng looked at Song Que subconsciously, not knowing what to do.

Song was even more arrogant. He stood up gracefully and flicked the dust off his sleeves. He looked both handsome and hateful.

Du Feng was shocked. Just ten minutes ago, he felt that Song Que sympathized with the murderer. Looking at it now, he treated the murderer much more excessively than usual. Now it was a clear provocation.

Sure enough, Gao Youshun became more and more irritable. If Du Feng hadn't been pressing him down behind him, even the handcuffs wouldn't have stopped him from bumping into Song Que. Du Feng glanced at Song Que's elegant appearance and felt that he was just a helpless scholar. He didn't know how serious the consequences would be if he was hit. After fully affirming the importance of his work, Du Feng was a little helpless. Why did the weak Brother Song keep provoking this murderer

Song Que really attracted Gao Youshun's attention at this moment, but he only glanced at him and said to Du Feng: "You are really too insensitive, you need to practice more. Don't you think he is abnormal now? Impulsive, He is irritable and will explode like flammable and explosive fireworks at the slightest provocation in details, which is completely contrary to his thirty-year resume and other people's evaluation of him."

After Song Que said this, Du Feng realized that in the past dozens of minutes, Gao Youshun had behaved very abnormally. He should not be such an offensive person. Du Feng looked at Song Que doubtfully.

Song Que was kind enough to answer him. He was speaking to Du Feng, but his eyes turned to Gao Youshun and looked at him.

"Du Feng, do you know about psychological healing?"

Du Feng nodded, isn't that Brother Song's job

Song Que said: "Psychological suggestions can make people go to the good side, so naturally they can also make people go to the bad side. Just like medicine can cure diseases, it can also kill people. That person kept giving Gao Youshun hints through conversations, so that Gao Youshun has become extremely sensitive to some things. As long as he is slightly provoked, he will become irritable and irritable like just now. It was under such circumstances that Gao Youshun raped/murdered. He himself is very good at talking about heterosexuals. Very sensitive, that person took the opportunity to set this up as a lightning point. In the eyes of Gao Youshun, I am the type who is naturally popular with the opposite sex, so my ridicule of his attraction to the opposite sex can easily anger him. And the girl he killed , as long as he shows a desire to not talk or want to leave, it will arouse the violent side of his heart."

Du Feng was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help but look at Gao Youshun. Gao Youshun also looked horrified, but what Song Que said broke his cognition, but he couldn't refute it, and he couldn't even help but wonder whether it was really like this.

Not knowing who he was trying to get angry with, Gao Youshun held on and said: "What are you talking about? I did something wrong because of my own passion. What does it have to do with others? It sounds like I would be stupid enough to be manipulated into doing these things." Same."

Song Que glanced at him lightly and said: "Since you committed this case completely independently, why don't you tell us why you had to kill the girl by stabbing her heart with a knife? You are really not good at it. This one looks clumsy and stupid. Oh, and there's that little osmanthus flower on the girl's left hand. Admit it, this is not something you can think of at all. You are indeed like a fool and being manipulated Murder leaves his mark everywhere, but he has to bear the crime alone."

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Gao Youshun felt as if his throat had been strangled, and he couldn't say a word.