The group of people had a light meal opposite the police station before setting off.
The car window was open, and the warm midday breeze blew into the car, whirled around and then flew out, leaving the fallen petals on Jiayi's lap.
Living in the bustling urban areas on both sides of Victoria Bay in the south of Hong Kong, you will forget that Hong Kong was originally a harbor city with infinite natural scenery.
There are only traffic coming and going, and high-rise buildings that block the skylight. People are shoulder to shoulder, breathing in car exhaust, and it is inevitable to forget and ignore that the largest area on the Hong Kong Peninsula is actually the mountains, trees and countryside.
The New Territories North Regional Police Headquarters is in Tai Po. From the police station to the ground water in Case 1, you have to pass through the Pat Sin Leng Country Park and Lam Tsuen Country Park, and then go north through Fanling to Sheung Shui.
Along the way, there are small villages with very sparse populations and look particularly shabby, and more of them are uncarved greenery.
Only on this road will you know that spring has been blooming around you for a long time. Smelling the fragrance of soil and grass, you will realize that early summer has arrived and the heat has returned. It is time to wear light and flower-like skirts and go outing to see the sea.
Leaning against the window of Brother Yue's big jeep, the higher vision allows her to see farther. Under the most stressful working state, her body and emotions can't help but relax, and she is healed by the green all over the field.
Although people in Tai Po cannot ride bicycles to visit the seaside park, they can also sit in Brother Yue's co-pilot and feel the sea breeze.
When she returned from the green to the city colors, Jiayi thought, I have the strength to look at the corpse again. If I go back to the New Territories North Police Station now, I can watch dozens of mind-flow images three or four times again...
With the strength back in her body, Jiayi walked into the crime scene.
She saw Wang Jiewang and others behind her with her residual eyes. She hesitated for two seconds, took a deep breath quietly, and began her performance -
after standing up straight, she pretended that there was no light on in the room, groped, took a step out, and carefully looked at the room in the dim moonlight.
Qian Peiran and others were not familiar with Jiayi's working habits. After following Jiayi for two steps, they found that Fang Zhenyue stopped where he was and did not follow.
They looked at each other, and then followed Fang Zhenyue's serious gaze to look at Yi Jiayi. They vaguely understood that the female inspector was doing a simulated profiling, so they also stepped back in silence and observed Yi Jiayi, whose expression was particularly serious.
They immediately felt respect for Yi Jiayi, imagining that Inspector Yi was doing something very professional and that no one else could do. Even if Jiayi acted very poorly, they only felt that she was "unclearly awesome."
Gradually, their expressions became as serious as Fang Zhenyue's, their eyes were sharp, and they dared not miss any of Yi Jiayi's small movements.
Jiayi took two steps, and as if she couldn't see clearly around her, she took a small step to the left casually.
The next moment she paused, because the small table that was originally placed under the cabinet on the left hand side was moved away after four or five steps in front of the entrance, leaving only four table leg marks on the ground and a shelf as wide as the table.
Because the table was gone, people could walk through it. But the protruding shelf would cause people who were not familiar with the environment here to hit their heads in the dark.
Jiayi certainly saw the shelf, so she didn't really hit it.
But in the flow image, the murderer didn't see the shelf, and he hit his forehead here at the time.
Pretending to tilt her head and stare at the shelf in thought, she also pretended to look down at the traces left by the table on the empty space on the ground, and tilted her head again to think...
After 1 minute, Jiayi felt that she had acted enough and was able to convince the detectives and chemists behind her, so she turned around and pretended to ask uncertainly:
"Mr. Qian, have colleagues from the Forensic Department collected samples of this protruding shelf?" "
?" Qian Peirang was stumped by the question and stammered, unable to answer.
Because it was daylight when everyone from the Forensic Department came, they would turn on the lights even if it was not bright enough. As soon as you walk in, you can see the protruding storage cabinet on the left side of the entrance. Although it feels a bit troublesome, you will naturally go around it and not bump into it when you see it.
The murderer did not kill people in the entrance and living room. This area was not the core area for investigation. They took photos of footprints on the ground, squatted down to collect small objects left on the ground, checked fingerprints on the door and wall... The investigation was very careful, but this shelf was not investigated.
It seems that there is no need to investigate it?
Jiayi knew that the Forensic Department did not investigate this place when she saw Qian Peiran's expression. She did not see the information collection report about this location in the report issued by the New Territories North Forensic Department.
"Because the murderer came in at night in the dark, and he was not familiar with the situation in the room... I just simulated the murderer's situation when he walked in, and it seems that it is easy to bump into this protruding cabinet. So, if he really bumped into it, would there be traces of the murderer's dandruff or grease here? Just like fingerprints."
Jiayi pointed to the protruding cabinet and then pointed to her forehead.
"...It's possible." Qian Peiran heard Jiayi's words and instantly understood what she meant.
Looking at the protruding cabinet again, he felt ashamed and confused: they were helping people do an investigation, how could they miss that place? He
took the treasure box from his assistant, spread it on the ground, found a small brush, chemicals, tape and other tools, then walked to the protruding cabinet, raised his head and raised his hands, carefully looking for information.
After a few minutes, he lowered his sore hands and shook them, then turned back to look at Yi Jiayi who had walked into the living room, while continuing to simulate the murderer and occasionally looking back at him.
He took a deep breath with complicated emotions, and said loudly:
"I found the traces left by the murderer."
"Really?" Jiayi was actually not "continuing to simulate the murderer" at all, she was just waiting for Qian Peirang's results. Hearing Qian Sir's affirmative answer, she finally felt relieved.
After such a long time, it can still be collected. It has not been destroyed or lost in time. It is really... great!
A group of people immediately surrounded Qian Peirang. He endured the pain and raised his hands again. He sprayed something on the protruding surface of the shelf. Some marks immediately appeared on it.
"These are all the facial grease of the murderer, left when his face hit here, just like what Yi Shazhan said just now..."
"Because the clue is in the room, we kept the doors and windows closed, so even though it took 3 months, it was still preserved.
"Look, this arc and ups and downs, obviously it's his forehead that hit here. His hair must have been very dirty, so even though a few strands hang down on his forehead, they don't cover his forehead, and there's grease on his hair. These are the marks left by his hair. Here is his forehead..." "
The murderer is a man with heavy forehead wrinkles." Wang Jiewang answered immediately.
"The murderer must have been very nervous when he committed the crime for the first time. I thought about it and thought that his expression at that time might be frowning, but it definitely shouldn't be the kind of expression where he raises his eyebrows to create frown lines." Jiayi frowned and then raised her eyebrows. "
When you raise your eyebrows, frown lines will appear, but this expression... looks like the expression you would make when you are curious, confused, or surprised." Qian Peiran's assistant chemist said.
"Yes." Jiayi snapped her fingers to show her agreement, and added the conclusion: "So, the murderer is likely to be someone whose forehead is also covered with wrinkles when he doesn't raise his eyebrows."
"The portrait is richer!" Wang Jiewang clapped his hands fiercely, and hurriedly took out his notebook to make notes on it, thinking that he would call the public relations department later and report to Neil Sir.
There is progress every day, this feeling... is really refreshing.
Just now when we were eating, the mainland police contacted by the special task force 2 finally gave feedback, saying that according to the profile image provided by the Hong Kong police, they felt that there might be someone who fits the image of the murderer. But they also need to learn more about the situation of the mainland farmer before they can give the Hong Kong police a definite answer.
That is to say, even if the murderer is really from the mainland, and even if the mainland cooperates with the Hong Kong police beyond expectations, we still have to wait for some time. But no one knows whether the murderer will commit the next crime in 10 days or tomorrow. And how long do we have to wait in the mainland before we can get more accurate information.
In short, during the waiting stage, the task force still has to draw the portrait of the murderer themselves.
And, it has to be done as soon as possible.
In this case, Yi Jiayi's talents become even more precious and extremely useful!
"And--" Jiayi suddenly took a step back, looking at Qian Peirang who continued to collect traces, and made a thoughtful expression.
Fang Zhenyue turned to look at her, and when she looked over, he smiled and said, "I know."
Wang Jiewang looked at Yi Jiayi, then at Fang Zhenyue, raised his eyebrows, and showed a puzzled expression with three wrinkles on his face. He
walked to Yi Jiayi's side again and looked at Qian Peirang like her, but still didn't understand.
What?
How did Sir Fang know?
What did he know?
Wang Jiewang looked at Yi Jiayi and Fang Zhenyue, who both showed wise expressions of understanding and complacency, and suddenly felt that he was not so wise.
This feeling made him frown, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared, turning into a wrinkle between his eyebrows in the shape of the word "chuan".
"What else? Madam Yi, don't leave your words half-sentenced." Wang Jiewang finally couldn't help himself, so he let go of his pride as a smart inspector and asked shamelessly.
Fang Zhenyue and Jiayi raised their eyebrows and interacted, and then helped Jiayi to say:
"When the murderer walked in, he couldn't have walked in on stilts, nor could he have walked in squatting. Even if he was tiptoeing, in real life, he would at most lean forward and hunch his head slightly."
Fang Zhenyue made a sneaky move, hunching his head slightly.
He was so tall and majestic, a detective, even if he made such a move, it would only feel funny, not obscene.
"Oh, we can calculate the murderer's exact height based on that mark!" Wang Jiewang suddenly realized and raised his voice unconsciously.
Hugo blushed slightly, and couldn't help but feel that Wang Sir was a little unrestrained.
That is, it was a bit embarrassing...
Fang Zhenyue nodded to Wang Jiewang, showing an expression of "finally the boy is teachable", and then continued:
"But the difference from standing straight is often no more than 4cm.
"Moreover, after a person walks into the room, it is very likely that his standing posture has become more normal.
"Previously, colleagues in the forensic department judged the height of the murderer based on the murderer's footprints to be about 1.7 meters."
Fang Zhenyue walked to assistant Qian Peiran and asked:
"Borrow a ruler."
The assistant immediately took out a ruler and helped Fang Zhenyue measure the height of the "forehead" where the murderer hit the cabinet and left a mark.
"162cm." Jiayi eagerly read out the size, and her eyebrows stretched instantly.
It was basically consistent with the height she measured and compared after seeing the murderer.
After watching the mind flow images of all the corpses, she has been thinking about how to implement these images into the report form and become a solid clue, evidence and portrait of the murderer.
Finally... this method works!
She raised the corners of her lips slightly with relief, turned to Qian Peirang and said:
"If this height size is not more than 4cm different from the murderer's real height, then the murderer is likely to have big feet."
"Yes, his height should be around 162cm, not around 170cm." Qian Peirang thought about it, and then agreed with Jiayi's words, completely overturning his previous speculation of the murderer's height.
"Thank you, Sir Qian." Jiayi was moved by Qian Peirang's ability to correct his mistakes and his very fair and peaceful attitude. He was neither angry nor wanted to defend his original speculation.
It is really comfortable to cooperate with such an unemotional professional.
"Why are you thanking me? I should be the one thanking you." Qian Peiran collected the grease on the countertop, and when his arms were lowered to rest again, he turned his head and looked at Jiayi, his voice was particularly sincere.
It is better to correct it now than to catch the murderer in the end and then be proved to have miscalculated the murderer's height, right? That would be embarrassing!
"Do you have to treat Yi Shazhan to dinner later, Sir Qian?" Wang Jiewang wrote down the murderer's height in the notebook again. With two new profiles in hand, he is in a very bright mood.
I think if Yi Shazhan keeps working like this, he can almost draw a sketch of the murderer's portrait.
The future is bright, and Sir Wang is very proud.
"I really lack money in my destiny. I've spent all the money on dinner, so of course I lack money." Qian Peirang rubbed his arm, smiled, and then turned around and raised his arm to continue working.
Jiayi told the murderer's height information. The purpose of coming to the crime scene in Sheung Shui has been achieved. She relaxed a lot. She turned around and followed the mind flow image she saw before, and walked into the kitchen scene when the murderer killed the first person.
At the entrance and living room, Wang Jiewang saw Fang Zhenyue and Yi Jiayi walk into the kitchen, and then he whispered to Qian Peirang proudly:
"How is it? I asked you to bring the treasure box before, right?"
Hugo turned around and took a step in the direction of Fang Zhenyue and Yi Jiayi. In just a moment, he didn't stare at Wang Jiewang, and he actually heard his own inspector starting to play tricks again...
Looking back, he saw Qian Peirang looking embarrassed. He glared at Wang Jiewang and then said in a low voice, "Don't hit someone in the face, Wang Sir. It's true that I missed it, but it's understandable for such a strange place. Didn't you find it too?"
"Hehe." Wang Jiewang didn't care. He was a detective. If there were omissions in the investigation, it couldn't be blamed on him.
But he saw that Yi Jiayi was unusual, so he advised Qian Sir to treat it seriously and bring the treasure box. This is really a good way to know people.
Moreover, thanks to his kind words and advice, Sir Qian did not have to go back to the Tai Po headquarters in a panic just because he did not bring the treasure box. This not only saved Sir Qian’s face, but also saved him a lot of time, energy and gasoline money for traveling back and forth.
Not only does he have the ability to judge people, but he is also a super nice person.
"..." Qian Peirang gritted his teeth silently.
Hugo wiped his face, dragged Wang Jiewang and walked towards the kitchen, "Let's go, sir, let's go..."
"???" Wang Jiewang was reluctant to leave, and raised his eyebrows to look at Hugo in confusion. He was still waiting for Sir Qian to thank him, why did he drag him along?