The golden ratio of 0.618.
as well as.
Truly a perfect piece of work.
Two rather special words suddenly rang in Su Ming's mind again.
This is...the second time I've heard this.
first.
It was in the luxury suite booked by Qu Pengfei, but due to the special circumstances at the time and the fact that not many clues had been obtained yet.
There is no extension through these two words at all.
But now.
Su Ming suddenly remembered...
At that time, there was a special sentence in that post.
[If you regard your prey as a work of art, then you have to guide them, or even deliberately leave some misleading clues and evidence, so that the police will never...]
work?
He talks about murder and violence as if it were his work of art.
Plus.
Those with extremely severe obsessive compulsive disorder would cut the body parts into similar sizes and shapes.
......
now.
Su Ming seemed to have grasped the most crucial point. He suddenly opened his sharp eyes, looked at Lin Tian and Xu Changsheng who were still thinking, and said very seriously.
"Director Lin, Brother Sheng."
"I already have a rough idea of what the murderer is most likely doing for a living!"
This sentence.
Lin Tian and Xu Changsheng immediately stopped thinking and turned to look at Su Ming, their eyes full of curiosity and urgency.
No pretense.
Su Ming directly picked up the remote control and replayed the only sentence spoken by the murderer in the recorded video.
"Compared to 0.618 gold..."
Immediately following.
Su Ming opened the picture of the post he had captured from the forum.
The penultimate sentence of the post, which points to the murderer of the Shanghai University dismemberment case and shares his own experience, is the one that regards the murder as a work of art.
He glanced around at Lin Tian and Xu Changsheng, narrowed his eyes and spoke seriously.
"I just suddenly realized..."
"I don't know if this fugitive murderer of the May 13 dismemberment case described the murder as a work of art, or if it was a subconscious habit of his words, or if he deliberately described it as a work of art."
"He even called the dismemberment case from 20 years ago a perfect work."
"certainly."
"Thinking of killing as a work of art may not prove anything. After all, there are actually quite a few criminals with such morbid mentalities."
"but."
"I think the 0.618 golden ratio in this sentence has undoubtedly greatly reduced the industry that the murderer works in."
"because."
"The murderer said these words while looking at the body parts he had cut into pieces."
"In his eyes, the body parts of the victims that he had carefully cut out were even more outstanding and perfect than the golden ratio."
“That definitely shows.”
"The murderer is likely to have frequently come across the term golden ratio, or some specific thing that corresponds to it, and has subconsciously used it as a comparison."
"But there is also a possibility that these things are completely false clues deliberately put forward by the murderer just to confuse people."
"But like I said before, if the murderer has considered the future 20 years in order to avoid being caught by us, then there is really no need to continue to dwell on it."
"Choosing other members of the drug trafficking organization to break through is a better choice."
"But I think this probability is unlikely. I don't dare to imagine that there are criminals who can plan for 20 years later."
"So the question now is..."
“What industry can use or come into contact with the golden ratio and often have its own works?”
"I think we can roughly identify the type of industry this murderer is in."
As soon as the words fell.
Xu Changsheng slammed the table excitedly and spoke quickly in a very excited tone.
"Art industry!"
“People who mainly engage in painting or photography are more likely to come into contact with the golden ratio.”
Lin Tian, who was sitting next to him, remained quite calm and was not excited by the further discovery of the truth. He added to the story.
“Compared to painting.”
“I think jade carvers and graphic designers should have easier access to this special and beautiful number.”
"But the previous conditions must be met."
Su Ming nodded in agreement with Xu Changsheng and Lin Tian's further speculations.
But in his heart.
There is now a profession that almost perfectly meets all the previous restrictions.
From the niche, status, fame, techniques, and even the familiarity with the human skeleton, it can be said that it is 100% satisfying, as if the profession was carved out of a template.
Take a deep breath.
There was a gleam in Su Ming's eyes, and he spoke seriously and confidently.
"Director Lin, Brother Sheng."
"I am now about 90% sure that the murderer of the May 13 dismemberment case is most likely a well-known person who was famous 20 years ago..."
"sculptor!!!"
......
at the same time.
The top floor of Xingsheng Building in Luzhou City.
K, still wearing his yukata, was leaning comfortably on the recliner.
While eating foie gras airlifted from France, he looked at the laptop screen not far away.
now.
His laptop screen has been evenly divided into twelve parts, each of which contains real-time surveillance video.
The place observed...
It was the exit of the Criminal Investigation Brigade garage in the city where the members of his organization were located, as well as the entrance and exit of the Luzhou City Criminal Investigation Brigade not far away.
It's obvious.
He wanted to control the movements of criminal investigation brigades in various cities so that he could launch various responses.
As for why we can see this special surveillance.
The reason is simple.
For a powerful hacker, it is not difficult to hack into road surveillance near the criminal investigation brigades in various provinces and cities.
Just at this moment.
A pastor holding a heavy grenade launcher and still holding a cigar in his mouth.
He walked out of the room, picked up a piece of camouflage cloth with an expressionless face, and wiped the grenade launcher carefully.
K took a sip of the high-quality foie gras as if he were eating ice cream, glanced at the surveillance footage of the Suzhou City Criminal Investigation Brigade, where police cars were constantly coming in and out, and spoke slowly.
"priest."
"Although the poison has taken care of the fat cat, there is a high probability that the mad dogs will regard it as the second target after the sculptor."
"Compared to a sculptor."
"I think there's probably no poison. It's the determination to turn myself into the final work before being caught by those mad dogs."
The pastor stopped wiping the grenade launcher for two seconds, then started wiping it carefully again, speaking in a muffled voice.
"Don't worry, K."
"If Poison doesn't have the resolve by then, I will give him the resolve."
Hear this.
K gave a nonchalant smile, leaned back in the recliner, and said meaningfully.
"No hurry, Pastor."
"When the time comes, I will use poison to play the long-awaited big game with that mad dog called Su Ming..."
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