"From the perspective of the wound alone, the move to disguise the hermit has been very successful."

　　

　　 Tian Hao touched his chin and thought for a while: "But it cannot be completely ruled out that the hermit has the possibility of a team after five years of silence."

　　

　　 "What is the difference between what you said and not saying..."

　　

　　 Jin Ping’an couldn’t help but vomit: “Tell all the possibilities once, as long as you get the right one, you’ll be right.”

　　

　　 "You kid."

　　

　　 Tian Hao rubbed Jin Ping’an’s dog’s head vigorously: “This is a comprehensive consideration.”

　　

　　 Reasoning is inference, everything still has to be based on facts.

　　

　　 Although the murderer's appearance is hidden.

　　

　　 But the other two did not hide their faces.

　　

　　 It's not that they are careless.

　　

　　Because they avoided all surveillance equipment before killing.

　　

　　 No one can think of it, there is Jin Ping An, a guy who can go back to the past and has first-class drawing skills.

　　

　　 can see the entire incident process completely.

　　

　　 can also draw their faces exactly.

　　

for example.

　　

　　 Your mobile phone received a warning saying that someone was going to block you at the gate of the community, so you should be careful.

　　

　　 You believe it, and you are fully prepared.

　　

　　 not only put on a stab-resistant suit and a swing stick, but also called a brother.

　　

　　 A group of people came to the gate of the community arrogantly.

　　

　　 Then you see a guy with his arms around his eyes and a red light, wearing a blue tights, a red cloak, and a guy with the letter s on his chest, floating in the air waiting for your arrival.

　　

　　 What is even more outrageous is that after he saw you, he took out a glove studded with six jewels from behind...

　　

　　 In the face of such an unreasonable dimensionality reduction blow in retrospect.

　　

　　 All actions that erase one's whereabouts are meaningless.

　　

　　 For example, even people at the level of Ai Liang and Qianmenren have modified the memories of others.

　　

　　 Gao Bin can also see the truth before being modified through super sense.

　　

　　 And Jin Ping'an's retrospective is more comprehensive than Gao Bin's super feeling.

　　

　　 Regrettably, his ability is not long lasting.

　　

　　 I stopped immediately after more than five times a day.

　　

　　 But it cannot be denied, looking back to the fact that this ability is very powerful.

　　

　　 Cases that Jin Ping An and Tian Hao dealt with together.

　　

　　 basically means that as soon as the retrospective is opened, the case can be closed immediately.

　　

"finished!"

　　

　　 Jin Ping stopped his paintbrush, and a sharp sketch of the murder scene appeared on the drawing board with a sharpness comparable to a photo.

　　

　　 In the picture, a girl is guarding the warehouse door and letting out the wind.

　　

　　 The hooded man who looks like a hermit, holding a **** short knife in his hand.

　　

　　 Moustache is standing beside the hooded man.

　　

　　 Lying in front of the two is the dead man who has died.

　　

　　 Jin Ping'an recounted what he had traced back roughly.

　　

　　"There are not many things that can be seen when looking back at the floor of the warehouse, only the hooded man brought people in and cut the throat.

　　

　　 If you want to know the identities of the other two or their course of action, I'm afraid you need to go back to the corpse. "

　　

　　 Tian Hao looked at this painting, trying to find clues in it.

　　

　　 "Is the murder weapon a short knife? This is the same as predicted... Can the short knife be drawn completely? I want to see if there are any characteristics, similar to logos or brands."

　　

　　 Tian Hiroshi pointed to the drawing paper and said with the short knife in the hand of the man in the hood.

　　

　　 "So this short knife is really unusual."

　　

　　 Jin Ping’an, under Tian Hao’s prompt, recalled some small details when the hooded man shot and killed: “The warehouse was very dark at the time, and the mustache flashlight provided the light source, but the blade of the short knife did not reflect light.”

　　

　　 Is a protective coating used?

　　

　　 Ask the forensic doctor later if there is any special substance extracted from the wound.

　　

　　 Tian Hao thought to himself.

　　

　　 "This short knife has no iconic features, but it looks a little weird. Its blade is not inlaid on the handle, as if the handle and the blade are a complete whole."

　　

　　 Jin Ping An continued to add: "And I was still on the knife, and I saw a pattern with a similar texture."

　　

　　 "Pattern?"

　　

　　 Tian Hao asked.

　　

　　 "It's not a pattern, it's something like fingerprints and tree rings."

　　

　　 Kim Ping An took up the paintbrush as he spoke, and quickly drew the short knife.

　　

　　 Tian Hiroshi also took pictures of the short sword, intending to look for it by himself.

　　

　　 As for such an important clue, why not let the criminal police team help you find it.

　　

　　Nice criminal profiler can find out the motive of the murderer, and even restore the crime process and the mental state of the murderer perfectly.

　　

　　 But if even all the details on the surface of the weapon can be drawn clearly.

　　

　　The criminal police team should include the profiler as a suspect.

　　

　　 The motive of committing the crime, what style and color of clothing will be worn when committing the crime, these guesses, anyhow, there are psychological bases.

　　

　　 Even if the crime prediction is a bit cool, it is still within the scope of science.

　　

　　 But, if you have a few threads on your clothes, and how many nose hairs are exposed in your nostrils, you can make it clear.

　　

　　 This is entering the field of metaphysics.

　　

　　 It is obvious that Jin Pingan is a profiling genius who is extremely proficient in criminal psychology, so he was recruited as a consultant by the Criminal Police Team.

　　

　　 Remember, his personality is a profiling genius proficient in criminal psychology.

　　

　　 instead of referring to a fortune teller who knows the past and present.

　　

　　 "Why do you think so much, just take me back and look back at the corpse, don't you know the ins and outs?"

　　

　　 Jinping's thinking is as simple and rude as ever.

　　

　　 With the help of backtracking, he does have the capital to go straight.

　　

　　 Retrospective is to solve the case, which is equivalent to the modifier to the grass cutting game.

　　

　　 Open invincibility plus spike, full of attributes, there is no enemy that can't be beaten.

　　

　　 Tian Hao, who was thinking hard, did not rush to bring Jin back safely.

　　

　　 "Don't forget, even if you know the reason, I have to compile a reasonable investigation process for you, otherwise how to explain the source of these clues?"

　　

　　 "Thinking while walking, thinking while walking."

　　

　　 Jin Ping An urged loudly from the side.

　　

　　 He is holding the drawing board in one hand, and pushing Tian Hao's back with the other: "When the corpse is traced back, there will be more clues. The more you know, the clues will be easier to connect together."

　　

　　 "Fine, stop pushing!"

　　

　　 Tian Hao said impatiently.

　　

　　Li is such a reason, but after experiencing the kidnapping case made by Hu Yingshao.

　　

　　 Tian Hao didn't want to drag Jin Ping An into the muddy water of the hermit again.

　　

　　 If it were not for Shi Hongfang and asked Jin Ping An to come and assist in the investigation by name, he would not actually notify Jin Ping An to come to the scene of the crime.

　　

　　 As for why don’t you find an excuse to send Jinping away...

　　

　　 When this kid arrives at the scene of the crime, he will definitely use backtracking. It's useless to persuade him.

　　

　　 Otherwise, based on his thinking and logic ability, just relying on reasoning and observation, can he draw a profile?

　　

　　Psychology?

　　

　　 Jin Ping An understands the psychology of a fart.

　　

　　 It’s useless to let Jin Ping’an go to school now, given his IQ.

　　

　　 The teacher and the student must be crazy, and the teacher is most likely to be crazy.

　　

　　 Under the leadership of Tian Hao, the two crossed the Feng (river crab) lock line and came to the police car.

　　 An hour and a half later, the criminal police team arrived.

　　

　　 "Where is Captain Shi?"

　　

　　 After getting off the car and going to the office, Tian Hao happened to meet Jiang Kaiji, so he asked Shi Hongfang where he was going.

　　

　　 Jiang Kaiji was holding a stack of documents: "Shi team? I left the team an hour ago and I don't know where to go. Maybe it's a matter of going away. After all, firing a warning shot is not a trivial matter."

　　

　　 Tian Hao did not question, even if Shi Hongfang's family could suppress the news.

　　

　　 You still have to show your face to someone who has helped yourself, and express your gratitude in person.

　　

　　 Otherwise, if someone helped you, you would throw a stinky face and you would not see anyone else.

　　

　　 The appearance of using people as subordinates.

　　

　　 What happens next time, even if others have to come and help in order to get the support of the Shi family or under pressure.

　　

　　 certainly not happy in my heart.

　　

　　 This is human love and worldliness.

　　

　　 No one wants to help someone who doesn’t know how to be grateful, even if the so-called gratitude is just acting.

　　

　　 Tian Hao changed the question: "Is the autopsy finished yet?"

　　

　　 "It should be over. I watched the Shi team not long ago and left the appraisal center with a report."

　　

　　 Jiang Kaiji recalled.

　　

　　 Tian Hao nodded, then looked at the file in Jiang Kaiji's hand.

　　

　　 Jiang Kaiji noticed Tian Hao's gaze and took the initiative to speak: "These are all drinks for the hermit, and most of them are files obtained by the Shi team from Neihua City.

　　

　　 A small part is an analysis of the hermit’s personality and behavior patterns.

　　

　　Shi team intends to let us read all the information again. With so many files, I really don’t know how long it will take..."

　　

　　 Jiang Kaiji couldn't help but complained: "This time the murderer, it is not certain whether it is the cut-throat madman."

　　

　　 "If there is a possibility, you should try it. You don't know Shi's obsession with the hermit."

　　

　　 Tian Hao patted Jiang Kaiji on the shoulder: "Do it hard."

　　

　　 "Hey, after talking so much, can't you help me?"

　　

　　 "I have to go to the appraisal center to see the autopsy results. Besides, you can't move this thing."

　　

　　 Tian Hao took Jin Ping'an and ran away in a hurry.

　　

　　 Only Jiang Kaiji was left with his arms around the documents and cursing.

　　

　　 The Forensic Appraisal Center in Qianhua City is behind the Criminal Police Team.

　　

　　 Walk along the promenade for about five minutes, and you will see the building of the appraisal center.

　　

　　 Tian Hao has been a criminal police officer for ten years, and he can be regarded as a frequent visitor here.

　　

　　 He led Jin Pingan to Han Wenshan’s office.

　　

　　 Tian Hao originally planned to go straight to the dissection room.

　　

　　 But considering that the deceased was brought here, it has been several hours, I am afraid that the autopsy has already been completed.

　　

　　 Tian Hao decided to say hello to Han Wenshan first.

　　

　　 If the body has been received, please trouble the old forensic doctor to pull it out again and let Jin Pingan touch it.

　　

　　 Tian Hao, who is familiar with the road, came to Han Wenshan's office.

　　

　　 咚, 咚, 咚.

　　

"come in."

　　

　　 Tian Hao asked straightaway: "Old Han, the body sent here this morning..."

　　

　　 "The autopsy has been completed, and the report was taken by your team."

　　

　　 Han Wenshan raised his hand and picked up the landline, and dialed Xu Cheng's number: "Someone wants to see the corpse, you have to prepare."

　　

　　 After giving orders to Xu Cheng, Han Wenshan brought two cups of tea.

　　

　　 "Xiao Xu can't walk away temporarily, so why not sit down for a cup of tea and so on."

　　

　　 Compared to Tian Hao's formality, Jin Ping'an seems very casual.

　　

　　 He came to the opposite side of the desk and sat down carelessly, picked up his teacup and took a big mouthful.

　　

　　 "The tea made by Mr. Han is still as good as ever."

　　

　　 Tian Hao also picked up the teacup and took a sip.

　　

　　 The taste is exactly the same as tea leaves in the world, and there is no bright spot.

　　

　　 Let alone compare with the tea in the teahouse.

　　

　　 is stronger than the free tea in some snack bars.

　　

　　 is not delicious at all.

　　

　　 Tian Hao sat down beside Jin Ping An, remembering what he had just said, couldn't help but glance at him.

　　

　　Good boy, you guys with thick eyebrows and big eyes are also flattering.

　　

　　 "If the stomach is not good, drink less."

　　

　　 Han Wenshan also picked up the tea cup: "Drinking tea without food is bad for the stomach."

　　

　　 Jinping’s cardia was torn apart, basically everyone in the Criminal Police team knew about it.

　　

　　 After all, he vomited a mouthful of blood at the time, and a group of people were taken aback.

　　

　　 When everyone sent him to the hospital in a panic, it turned out that his cardia was only torn.

　　

　　 Don't mention how speechless it is.

　　

　　 After this incident spread, a lot of jokes were made.

　　

　　 Many people ridicule Tian Hao, even esophageal bleeding and internal organ bleeding can not be distinguished.

　　

　　 "It's not good for my stomach, Mr. Han, you shouldn't pour me tea."

　　

　　 Jin Ping'an replied casually.

　　

　　 He likes to use the bar no matter what it is.

　　

　　 Tian Hao, who heard this, his eyes jumped.

　　

　　 Jin Ping An, this kid is a real tiger, and he dares to speak this way to anyone.

　　

　　 You need to know that Han Wenshan is someone they have to treat with caution.

　　

　　 If the old gentleman is upset, don't think about getting better after Jin Ping An.

　　

　　Han Wenshan didn’t react to Jin Ping’an’s dismantling of the stage. He just smiled and cursed: "You kid, I don’t want you to drink tea as water, tea is for tasting."

　　

　　 This old Han has a thick skin too, don’t you know what level of tea he makes...

　　

　　 Tian Hao spit out in my heart.

　　

　　 But on the surface, he still made a really delicious look, and licked the mouth of the cup.

　　

　　 In front of the elderly, children have the privilege of children.

　　

　　 If Tian Hao speaks like Jin Ping’an, he doesn’t know what is good or bad...

　　

　　 and Tian Hao's attitude is different from the cup that Tian Hao took a long time to lick.

　　

　　 Jin Ping An, every bite, you can see a significant drop in the water level.

　　

　　 Before, it wasn’t Jin Ping’an deliberately flattering, he really liked the tea made by Han Wenshan. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　

　　 Every time I finish drinking, it is the same as the buff with the holy light attribute.

　　

　　 Both body and spirit are extremely comfortable.

　　

　　 It's a pity that Xu Cheng's call made it impossible to drink a second cup.

　　

　　 Saying goodbye to Han Wenshan, the two found Xu Cheng near the autopsy room.

　　

　　 "Old Tian, ​​safe, have you come to see the corpse again?"

　　

　　 Xu Chengchao said hello to the two.

　　

　　 Jin Ping'an suddenly gave birth to a bad chill: "Brother Xu, can you not describe us as the pervert who likes to see corpses? Besides, you see more corpses than us!"

　　

　　 Xu Cheng smiled bitterly and sighed: "That's a job requirement, but I hope there will be fewer corpses sent here."

　　

　　 Hearing this, Jin Ping'an put away his smiling face in embarrassment.

　　

　　 "I actually hope that there will be fewer victims..."

　　

　　 Xu Cheng looked at Jin Ping'an in surprise: "I mean, can you hire more people, it's very tiring to dissect the corpse every day."

　　

NS! Give me back my touch!

　　

　　 Noisy and noisy, business still has to be done.

　　

　　 Xu Cheng opened the door of autopsy and pulled out the dead body from the corpse locker.

　　

　　 By the way, submit the pathology test report to the two of them.