Chapter 399 [End of this Volume] Weird Ways

The next day, Dylan applied for a search warrant from the court, saying that Tim had sufficient motive to kill. The supplementary information detailed that Tim's number had appeared in the phone calls before the death of the deceased, proving that they were still in contact after the breakup, and it was likely to discuss repayment.

In addition, Dylan led the team to the bar where Tim worked to revisit Tim and learned that many colleagues had quarreled with Tim and said that Tim was a very impulsive person. Recently, he has indeed become more irritable and has borrowed money from colleagues and regular customers and not returned it.

Although the deceased's current boyfriend Liang Xinwen also had an emotional entanglement with the deceased, judging from the testimonies of Liang Xinwen's friends and the testimonies of the deceased's friends, Liang Xinwen should not have broken up with the deceased. Even if there was a conflict, it never broke out to the most intense stage.

Therefore, Tim's motive for killing because he borrowed money and did not pay it back surpassed Liang Xinwen's desire to break up with the deceased.

At noon, Dylan's team gathered together, eating lunch boxes while watching TV - TVB's interview with Wiliiam yesterday exploded in ratings and became the source of hot topics among Hong Kong citizens.

But the detectives at the center of the storm could only see the broadcast of this program at this time.

It turned out that TVB not only invited Wiliiam, but also invited a fortune-teller, a master, and a professor from the University of Hong Kong.

Before Wiliiam was called away by phone, he carefully described his "prank"-like behavior in the program clip. After

Wiliiam was called away, the witch, master and professor on the scene launched a very understanding war of words -

the witch and master each gave a "professional" explanation of the ghost call based on their own expertise.

Even if Wiliiam was caught by the police and proved that he was a ghost, the witch still insisted that Wiliiam was inspired by the ghost of his ex-girlfriend, so he was so sure that there was something else behind his ex-girlfriend's death.

The master believed that Wiliiam was likely to cooperate with the ghost of his ex-girlfriend, but for some reason, he could not tell the truth. The professor

was so angry that he stared at the other party, angrily scolding him for "simply being ridiculous!" and firmly opposed the police to solve the case based on ghosts and superstitions.

The debate between the two sides was so exciting that the detectives in the office were stunned.

If they had seen this program a day ago, the detectives would definitely feel anxious and even angrily accused the media of messing around.

But now they have a new direction for the investigation, and everything is moving forward. They have a bottom line in their hearts, so they can watch the program calmly and even follow the gossip.

Even though it was very busy today and they still had to eat boxed lunches, their mood was much better than the previous few days.

Sometimes people are not afraid of being busy, but are afraid of being busy for nothing and being confused.

When the search warrant was applied for, a group of people put down their chopsticks before swallowing the last bite of rice. After throwing away the chopsticks, they didn't even chew the rice, just swallowed it directly, picked up their coats, and ran out with Dylan.

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When the police officers broke into Tim's house with a search warrant, Tim was also at home. Dylan met Tim's eyes and immediately challenged him: "Since you are at home, why didn't you come to the police for questioning?"

"I didn't sleep well last night, so I stayed at home to catch up on some sleep today, sir. I was ready to leave, but you guys came." Tim's face was not very good. He stood in the room and watched the police searching everywhere, and his heart skipped a beat.

Half an hour later, Teresa found a shirt among Tim's clothes hanging on the iron rack on the balcony - the cuffs were scratched and stained with rust that could not be washed off.

She put the shirt into the evidence bag and prepared to go back and compare the rusty iron fence where the deceased fell from the rooftop. Maybe she could test for rust and other components, and maybe even collect a small amount of shirt scraps.

Tim's face was not good, but he refused to say anything.

After returning to the police station, the interrogation process was not smooth. Tim refused to say anything. Dylan and other detectives used all kinds of interrogation techniques, including deception and inducement, but Tim refused to open his mouth.

Walking out of the interrogation room, Dylan sighed:

"This is the second time we have interrogated him. We didn't conduct an in-depth interrogation on him at first. He must have thought about countermeasures carefully after returning home. No wonder it is difficult to deal with him."

"What should we do? Lock him up for 48 hours?" Brother Daxing raised his eyebrows and asked, but in his heart he was thinking, it's a pity that Officer Yi is not from the Central Police Station and can't stay here forever. He has already returned to the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit to do his own work. Otherwise, he can still ask her for

advice. "I will call Officer Yi in person and talk about this case again to see if there are any other suspicious breakthroughs." Dylan threw away the cigarette butt, turned to the small dark room next door, picked up the phone and called Yi Jiayi.

"He won't confess?" Jiayi was not very surprised to hear the news.

Most murderers would not confess easily if they had a period of calm after killing someone to help them digest their fear and figure out how to deal with the police.

After thinking for a while, she spoke rapidly on the phone:

"Dylan, let's assume that if Tim is the murderer, why did he meet the deceased on the rooftop?"

"The deceased must have wanted him to pay back the money, but Tim definitely wouldn't." Dylan guessed.

"I think so too. The deceased, Wang Min'e, was a person with a very hot temper. The information you collected about Tim described Tim as a very emotional person. Tim's colleagues' description of him mentioned that Tim had knelt down and begged the deceased not to leave him, right?" Jiayi continued to guide.

"Yes." Dylan nodded, somewhat confused as to why Yi Jiayi said this.

"Then let's make a profile of the crime scene. Based on Wang Min'e and Tim's personalities, let's imagine a scene where one party wants money and the other refuses to pay. What do you think Wang Min'e's attitude will be? What will Tim's attitude be?"

"Wang Min'e will definitely curse. She doesn't pay back the debt, and the debt is from her ex-girlfriend. She is too mean and shameless." Dylan thinks Wang Min'e's attitude is still easy to infer, but if Tim is the murderer, it is a bit difficult to guess. "Will Tim beg her to give her some time? Or will he have a big fight with her and refuse to pay?"

"Wang Min'e has Tim's IOU in her hand. I'm afraid he doesn't dare to have a big fight with Wang Min'e, right? What if Wang Min'e is forced into a corner and uses tough measures such as calling the police, then he will have no way out."

"Yes, then Tim is probably begging for mercy." Dylan suddenly realized and couldn't help but wonder: Is this how Yi Jiayi does profiling? Based on all the known information such as the suspect's and the victim's personality, the scene, etc., she makes inferences?

"Teresa re-investigated the crime scene. She concluded that there was a struggle between the deceased and the victim, which eventually led to the deceased falling from the building. This means that they must have had a dispute, which was most likely instigated by Wang Min'e, because Tim may still be begging for mercy. What do you think of this guess?"

"I think it's very likely."

"Well, the possibility is relatively high, that's enough." Jiayi pursed her lips and said, "I'll give you a not-so-orthodox idea. You can use it or not. This idea is mainly to use psychological warfare to break down Tim's psychological defenses and make him return to the state of fear and terror when he just committed the crime."

"Well, you say." Dylan listened to her words and widened his eyes with curiosity.

"Based on our profile, if Tim is the murderer, the crime scene is almost certain. Only he and the victim knew that he killed someone, and Wang Min'e is already dead, so he is the only one who knows. He will feel relieved and think that the police can't find out anything."

After all, the police made a mistake before and determined that the victim committed suicide. This would inevitably give the murderer the impression that the police are good-for-nothings and that he doesn't need to be afraid of them.

So the murderer's idea must be shattered, and he must be made to realize the power of the police and start to be afraid again.

Jiayi took a sip of water before continuing the topic:

"Why don't you tell him a part of the profile we made, so that he can feel that the police have found out the motives and various details of his crime, and make him feel scared. When a person's self-confidence is shattered and he begins to doubt himself, he will panic. You can take this opportunity to cooperate with the detective to conduct a good interrogation, and maybe you can make him confess."

"This is a good idea..." Dylan digested it while taking out a pen and recording the profile that Jiayi had just made one by one. At the same time, he said to the microphone: "Thank you again, Officer Yi. When the case is over, I will report in detail to my superiors about your help to the Central District Serious Crime Unit in this case."

"I hope my profile can really work." After all, Jiayi was not handling this case personally, and whether her idea would work still depended on the strength of the detectives' implementation.

"It will definitely work." After Dylan hung up, he repeatedly recalled Yi Jiayi's profile.

Standing in the small dark room, he thought for a long time about using Yi Jiayi's profile to interrogate Tim, but he always felt that it was not foolproof.

After thinking about it for half an hour, he suddenly squinted his eyes and gritted his teeth and made a decision -

although this method was a bit evil, it was absolutely legal and compliant, and... the success rate was higher!

...

After talking to Yi Jiayi, Dylan did not return to the interrogation room to continue interrogating Tim, but instead ordered Brother Daxing to temporarily detain Tim and interrogate him tomorrow.

After that, Dylan seemed to have forgotten about Tim and went to work on other things.

In the evening, he left Daxing and Xiaobai to work overtime in the office, while he held a box of cigarettes and smoked two cigarettes with the uniformed police officer on night shift in the detention room.

Xiaobai was the only female police officer in their team and was very important in his plan.

Daxing was the most ferocious-looking person in his team and the best at playing the villain when cooperating with Dylan in interrogation, so she was also very important.

That night, everyone else in the detention room was sent to detention, and only Tim slept in the "iron cage", waiting to be released on bail in 48 hours.

The police officer on night shift was sitting in a semi-barrier office area a few meters away, watching a program on TV.

The sound was neither too loud nor too quiet, and Tim happened to hear it.

Bored, Tim sat at the end of the hard bed, and watched the movie with the police through the iron bars, watching the blurry picture on the small TV in the distance.

The police was originally watching a talk show, which was talking about the "Wang Mou'e Falling from a Building Case". The witch and the master were together, and they didn't mention a word about Wiliiam's insistence that there was no ghost. They focused on discussing the truth of the ghost's phone calls when Wiliiam might not dare to admit that there was a ghost.

Tim was so exhausted that he even began to feel that the lights in the detention center seemed to be gradually dimming, and his heart was creepy.

Tim was a little scared, and the police on duty suddenly looked at his watch, said that the lights would be turned off at 10 pm, and turned off the lights in the office area.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness in the blink of an eye. Only the semi-open work area where the police were located was lit by a night light and the flickering light from the small TV.

With a click, the police changed the channel, and suddenly a low and ethereal ghost cry of "Woo woo woo... Ao ao ao..." came from the TV.

In order to refresh himself, the police on duty actually watched a horror movie on the night channel.

Tim sat on the dark bed, and a sudden gust of cool air blew behind his neck, which scared him and gave him goose bumps.

He quickly moved back until his back was against the wall, and he felt a little relieved.

But the TV a few meters away still flashed green light from time to time, and the spooky creaking sound of opening doors echoed in the empty large office, which was particularly creepy.

When the woman in the movie suddenly screamed, Tim was so scared that he almost jumped out of the hard bed.

He asked the police on duty to turn down the TV or not watch horror movies.

However, the police on duty seemed to be asleep or engrossed in watching movies. He did not respond to his request at all, which made Tim feel even more terrified. He even felt that the police on duty was no longer a living person. He might be the only one in this dark space...

Tim curled up in the corner of the bed for a while, chanting Amitabha, but he was not less afraid, but more tense.

Just when he wanted to rush over to shake the iron fence and shout and make a scene, a gust of wind suddenly blew in his ears.

It didn't seem like the wind blowing in from the window, but more like someone blowing air conditioning in his ears. He was so frightened that he suddenly held his breath

, not daring to move, staring into the darkness with his eyes wide open, but he could not see anything clearly. In the shadows, he seemed to see a ghost swaying, but it seemed to be just his illusion... Suddenly, a very thin female voice sounded very close: "You borrowed money from your girlfriend and didn't pay it back, you are still not a human being, Tian Zixin..." "Ah--" Tim suddenly screamed, and the whole person jumped up from the hard bed with a thud, and knelt in front of the iron fence. He grabbed the fence and shook it violently, saying: "There is a ghost! Police! There is a ghost! Sir--Help, Sir help--" "I lent you money out of kindness, but you actually want me to die... Tian Zixin... I want your life..." No matter how much Tim shouted, the voice still came from far and near.

"No, you fell out by yourself, I... I was so scared that I didn't save you. Don't come over here, don't come over here... Sir! Sir, help me! Sir, ahhhh——" Tim grabbed the iron fence and shook it with a clanging sound.

But his cry was still clearly heard by Xiaobai and Dylan who were lurking in the dark.

Dylan pulled Xiaobai, and the two of them quietly went out from the back door.

One minute later, the policeman on duty shouted angrily as if he suddenly heard Tim's voice: "What are you shouting about? What the hell is this?" Then,

the policeman on duty walked around the semi-open work area and turned on the three lights in the large office.

Tim's face was pale, and he stretched out his hand through the fence to grab the police on duty, crying:

"Officer, you have to protect me, you have to protect me..."

Suddenly, the door of the detention office was pushed open, and three detectives walked in, led by Dylan.

He pretended to have just rushed over, showed his ID and said: "Tian Zixin is being interrogated temporarily."

Xiaobai took the police on duty to register, and Dylan and Daxing carried Tim, who was weak in the legs, to the interrogation room.

When the door of the interrogation room was closed, Daxing smelled a smell of urine and couldn't help scolding him as a "soft egg". Tim was actually scared to wet his pants by them pretending to be ghosts.

Sure enough, if you do something wrong, you will be very afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

Next, taking advantage of Tim's psychological defenses, Dylan and Daxing attacked from both sides, sometimes comforting him, sometimes threatening him, and finally got Tim's confession -

he confessed.

It was he who asked Wang Min'e to go to the rooftop that day, and pushed her downstairs after losing control of his emotions.

...

The next morning, Dylan, exhausted, called Yi Jiayi to report the good news:

"Thanks to Sister Eleven, your profile is very useful and really scared Tim. He confessed, and the case is finally solved."

Dylan breathed a sigh of relief, his voice full of relief and gratitude.

After congratulating, Jiayi praised Dylan and Daxing's interrogation skills. Dylan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but still told Yi Jiayi about their arrangements before the interrogation.

"..." Yi Jiayi: How can you pretend to be a ghost to scare people? That's totally wrong!

Next, Dylan expressed the hope that Yi Jiayi would come to the Central Police Station as a lecturer more often. They wanted to learn more about criminal psychology and profiling from her.

"No problem..." Jiayi: Although you haven't learned criminal psychology and profiling yet, but... you've mastered the trick of pretending to be a ghost pretty quickly...

The author has something to say:

[Mini Theater]

Media interviewed Wiliiam: So you didn't receive any calls for help from your dead girlfriend, right?

Wiliiam: Yes.

Media interviewed Tim: So you didn't -

Tim interrupted: I did, I did!!! I really saw a ghost! She came to take my life!

Professor: It was all an illusion! There are no ghosts in the world! We shouldn't be afraid of ghosts! The murderer must have hallucinated because of the guilt and fear caused by the murder!

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