Insincere words

  Although it was in school when following Professor Lin Qingzhi to see so many materials, Xia Zhu still felt a bit unbearable looking at such bloody photos.

  She held her breath and leaned in to take a look, the whiteboard was messy with Lin Yuan's scribbles, with many lines and arrowheads drawn, at first glance it looked complicated yet completely disorganized. Xia Zhu thought of speaking up but remembered what Zou Mianyuan said earlier and swallowed her words: "May I ask if I can take a look at the case files?"

  Just looking at the corpse, Xia Zhu didn't know what to say.

  "No," Lin Yuanxi's eyes sparkled with amusement and a hint of strange excitement: "What can you think of just by looking at the photos?"

  Those photos were obviously taken of corpses. Xia Zhu looked at them for a while, then cautiously opened her mouth: "First, let's start with the analysis of the corpses. These four corpses are all men, their facial expressions are very calm, and they should not have been tortured before death. Moreover, the corners of their mouths are all raised, which should be stuck up by the murderer with strong glue. The four corpses are all over 50 years old, it is likely that the murderer has lost control over ordinary adults. In addition to this, the last place where the bodies were thrown does not seem to be desolate, unlike the intentional throwing of bodies in the past, it is likely that the murderer has lost his judgment ability, and may have lost control due to mental illness." Xia Zhu's expression was serious and solemn, she spoke slowly and clearly, just like when she was analyzing cases at school. She paused for a moment and asked: "What are the times of these incidents?"

  Lin Yuan raised the corner of his lips silently: "Here."

  He handed over the tablet computer, with detailed information on it. Xia Zhu looked at it intently for a while before asking in surprise: "There are only two days between the last crime and the previous one?"

  "That's right," Lin Yuan said calmly, sticking another photo onto the whiteboard: "This is the photo that was just sent to Meng Yuan and the others. The information is very simple: catch me."

  Ordinary words spoken from Lin Yuan's mouth somehow carried a hint of enchantment.

  Xia Zhu couldn't help but admit that no matter when, Lin Yuanli was perhaps a charming man.

  At this moment, the man defined as charming is lightly pressing his fingers, with a somewhat eager expression: "This is a challenge to the police station."

  Xia Zhu quietly looked on, and Lin Yuanxi had already begun to issue instructions very calmly: "You go call the Major Crimes Unit, investigate men with a criminal record, roughly between 40-50 years old, who have been hospitalized in recent years, which may have affected his actions. At the same time, he has a fixed job, with opportunities to come into contact with the victims, all of whom were dragged out of their homes. It's very likely that this confirms he is the one who knocked on the door and entered. Finally, he should be divorced, with a child who died young."

  Lin Yuan paused for a moment, then saw Xia Zhuo taking notes at high speed, motionless. He slightly furrowed his brow: "Is there something wrong?"

  Xia Zhu looked at the paper strip in her hand and nodded: "Yes."

  Lin Yuanxi's expression was clearly not pleasant, as if he had thought of something. He restrained himself and asked, "Speak."

  Xia Zhu asked: "I can understand everything before, but why is the last one divorced and has a child who died young?"

  Lin Yuan furrowed his brow impatiently: "If I were you, I would choose to submit this description to the Major Crimes Unit first, and then ask questions."

  Xia Zhu looked at Lin Yuan for a long time and finally sighed: "Alright, I understand."

  She quickly called the homicide unit and then turned back: "I want to take another look at the photos."

  "Ah." Lin Yuanxi handed over the photo and turned back to continue looking out the window, which seemed somewhat cramped and didn't quite fit with the style of his other houses. His expression wasn't good, a bit solemn and repressed.

  Xia Zhu hesitated for a moment, just as he was about to speak, he clearly saw the scar on Lin Yuanke's hand that was unintentionally exposed. It was obviously a knife wound, seemingly deliberately carved out, a long one on the inside of his wrist. Normally it couldn't be seen, Lin Yuanke always wore long sleeves to cover up the scars on his wrists, but now he had his hands slightly clasped together, just exposing the scar.

  Xia Zhuang's draft speech disappeared instantly, and she took a few steps forward, carefully choosing her words: "Lin..."

  "Just get to the point," Lin Yuanqi said, and then he felt that he was being too blunt. He sighed and turned his head: "What's wrong?"

  "Mr. Lin, interrupting others is impolite." Xia Zhu's eyebrows and eyes showed a stubborn discontent.

  It's quite interesting... Is this a rebellion? Lin Yuan thought to himself, staring at Xia Zhu for a long time before forcing a smile and nodding: "Next time you can give me a list of demands, what do you want to say?"

  Blocked like this, Xia Zhu was silent for half a day, her doll-like face quietly puffed up with some annoyance: "...... I forgot."

  Lin Yuanxi's expression was not inquisitive, but rather thoroughly calm. After a while, he nodded slightly, and his eyes seemed to hold some smile, which didn't seem like mockery, but an genuine smile from the heart. He then turned his head back: "Oh."

  "Perhaps having been struck too many times, Xia Zhu thought of it again, and this time the words that came out were a very strange expression: 'Is your wrist okay?'"

  Lin Yuan's movements came to a halt, and Xia Zhu's expression also froze.

  Sometimes Xia Zhu felt that she might lack the ability to communicate with others, otherwise it wouldn't be like this, where every sentence she said was misinterpreted.

  Lin Yuanji silently covered his sleeve and said quietly, "The question you asked," he pointed to the case file that had been handed over to Xia Zhu earlier, explaining quickly: "Every photo was taken at the scene of the crime, every photo of the child was taken away. In an ordinary family, it is normal to display children's photos, but he took them away, which proves his motive. He may have been driven by extreme jealousy, and that's why in the last case, the child's photo was embedded in the wall and couldn't be taken away, so he chose to smash the frame with a hammer, the photo fell down but he didn't take it away, instead, he placed a flower on top of it. The flower means remorse, and the greatest possibility is that it is related to his own experience. That's why I said the suspect was divorced, because a man with a wife, even if he has psychological trauma, will easily recover and won't commit such extreme behavior."

  Xia Zhu's attention was quickly drawn to Lin Yuanke's calm and peaceful narrative, she gathered up the files on the table, just as she was about to say something, the phone rang.

  "That's Zou Mu-yuan's voice: 'Xia Zhu? Ask Mr. Lin if he minds making an appearance on the scene?'"

  Xia Zhu was somewhat surprised by this statement. She looked at Lin Yuan and covered the receiver, asking: "Officer Zou asked if you are willing to appear on the scene?"

  Lin Yuanxi's expression didn't show any fluctuations: "A new victim has appeared."

  It should have been a question, but in Lin Yuan's words, it became an affirmation.

  "Earlier," Zou Mianyuan reported an address, "if Mr. Lin doesn't mind, then come over."

  As for Lin Yuanxi's injury, Xia Zhu didn't mention a word, but seemed to be able to sense it vaguely. Lin Yuanxi actually had some resistance to the scene.

  In psychology, this should be considered mild PTSD. He would involuntarily clench his fingers when hearing the word "on-site", and his slender fingers would rub against each other, revealing a kind of unbearable tension.

  It was clear that he was trying his best to overcome it, but some habits remained the same. Thinking of this, Xia Zhu took a few steps forward and picked out a long black windbreaker from the clothes rack and handed it over: "Your coat."

  Lin Yuan's movements stopped, he silently stared at Xia Zhu for a moment, took the clothes from her hand, and the clothes had a faint scent of grass and wood: "Let's go."

  As he put on the clothes, his expression had already calmed down, without any of the resistance from just now. Xia Zhu lightly let out a sigh in her heart and followed him with a faint smile.

  Xia Zhu rarely smiled, Lin Yuanxi tilted his head and looked at her, and it was rare for him to have some teasing thoughts: "Are you very happy?"

  "Recalling the bad news he had just received, Xia Zhu's expression sank and he replied, 'No.'"

  "...Follow up." Lin Yuanxi said calmly after a moment of silence.

  Xia Zhu didn't think twice and silently followed him up.

  The scene was not far away, and the two drove for less than ten minutes before arriving at the victim's location.

  It was a detached villa, looking somewhat old-fashioned. As soon as the two of them walked in, they caught a whiff of something bloody, filling their nostrils and chest cavity.

  Zou Mianyuan was standing at the door and nodded slightly when he saw the two of them: "You've just arrived and already encountered a case like this, are you okay?"

  Xia Zhu smiled gratefully: "Thank you, Director Zou, I..."

  Lin Yuanqi seemed to want to say something, but then remembered what Xia Zhu had said before and closed his mouth, furrowing his brow and walking in quickly, without even acknowledging Zou Muyuan's presence.

  Zou Mianyuan glanced at Lin Yuanxi's back, and patted Xia Zhu's shoulder with a hint of helplessness: "I just found out about your past, I'm really sorry."

  Xia Zhu was dazed for a moment before recalling those old things from years ago, as if everything had become truly past. She shook her head: "Nothing, Mr. Lin didn't do anything wrong back then either. Officer Zou doesn't need to worry, I'll handle the matter of public and private affairs properly."

  Zou Muyuan was about to speak when he saw the person who had just entered come out again. Seeing the two people looking at each other, his eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Xia Zhu," he called her name with great familiarity: "Come in with me, I need an assistant."

  Xia Zhu didn't suspect anything and greeted Zou Mu Yan before heading inside.

  It was Zou Mu who stood outside for a long time, shaking his head in frustration and asking forensic expert Bi Tianqi beside him, "Have you ever seen Lin Yuanbo need an assistant?"

  Bi Tian sighed and shook his head with deep meaning in his eyes: "Mr. Lin? Ah..."

  So you're saying "the tongue is false and the heart is true", Mr. Lin, we all understand that.

  The author has something to say: Thank you yyy12380, xianren, and jingrenjun for your comments ╭(╯3╰)╮

  Thank you for your comments and support, I love you all.

  The following is a brief introduction of CP in this article:

  The male and female protagonists are not perfect in character, and both are related to their experiences back then. The two personalities will become more complementary as time goes on.

  Xia Zhu is actually a very hot-blooded person, and her past experiences have made her not want to let any tragedy happen again. It's precisely because of this that she sometimes speaks and acts a bit excessively, but Lin Yuanxi can complement her in this regard, as he remains calmer than anyone when facing the case.

  As for the emotional cognition of the parties involved, Lin Yuanbai, who had zero EQ, needed Xia Zhu's help.

  Anyway, I hope you all like it, and I will try my best to make the detective reasoning and sweet romance coexist.

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