"Why am I nervous?" Yan Huaming laughed and said, "But to be honest, it is my honor as a fan to meet the famous Professor Jiang Zhenyu! I have read all your novels, it is real and interesting. Can you sign a name for me?"

Yan Huaming smiled and was graceful. Even Jiang Zhenyu had to admit the other party's charm and a gentle scholar.

"I'm even more curious why you came to me? What can I do?"

Yan Huaming leaned easily on the sofa, crossed his legs, placed his hands on his knees, and looked indifferent.

"I'll ask you a presumptuous question, I heard that Professor Yan is still unmarried and has no children?"

Wen Yiming suddenly interrupted, Yan Huaming frowned and said a little dissatisfied: "This friend seems to be very interested in me? It's not that I haven't been married, but I have had a very short marriage. That marriage made me very painful, so I lost any interest in marriage."

"As for the children, I am very busy and can't even take care of my own life, and I don't want to take on lifelong responsibilities. It's that simple."

Jiang Zhenyu took over the topic with a smile and tentatively said: "Since Professor Yan likes to read mystery novels, I wonder what he knows about the Nanda case?"

Yan Huaming looked at Jiang Zhenyu and said with interest: "The dignified detective came all the way to ask me for my opinion? It's really flattering!"

"Everyone is a colleague, they are all doing research work, and the essence is the same."

Jiang Zhenyu laughed and said, "It's a rare opportunity to meet fans, and I want to hear your opinions."

"Okay, I'll just say it briefly!"

Yan Huaming became interested, straightened his body, and talked happily: "I have also reasoned out a few ideas based on the clues circulating on the Internet and said it out. The murderer is a high-IQ person with extremely calmness, medical background, and even anti-detection ability!"

"I am also familiar with the local area. Maybe I am a native native. He and the victim may have met by chance, and then resonated with some kind of passion to kill people. They will dismantle the corpse to deal with the corpse, which will facilitate the throwing of the corpse and cover up the evidence."

"As for the motive for murder, it may be a whim. I don't know what purpose I killed someone, and I regretted it afterwards, so he is not a serial murderer, and no cases of the same type appeared later."

Jiang Zhenyu and Wen Yiming looked at each other, but they didn't expect Yan Huaming to be so frank and speculated that he was almost inseparable from them. Could it be his own portrayal?

Jiang Zhenyu applauded and said, "Okay, it's worthy of being Professor Yan. This reasoning coincides with us. It's amazing!"

Yan Huaming smiled and said, "I dare not behave you, just talk about it casually. I have read your novels and I have never had this level anymore. I'm so sorry for you, a big detective, right?"

Jiang Zhenyu laughed out loud and said with satisfaction: "Did the professor find a problem? The murderer of your own psychological analysis looks like a person?"

"One person?" Yan Huaming said curiously: "Have you found the murderer?"

"Yes, we have found the murderer who killed Diao Yuqing!" Jiang Zhenyu said seriously: "He is in front of us now, but unfortunately he is twenty years late!"

"In front of you?" Yan Huaming was stunned, and finally understood. He pointed at his nose incredibly and said, "Is it me?"

"Hahaha……"

He couldn't help laughing wildly, and finally burst into tears. Wen Yiming and Jiang Zhenyu looked at Yan Huaming, who was a little crazy. After a while, he waved his hand and said: "Sorry, I'm out of composure! But your jokes are so funny, I can't help it!"

"Just? I don't think so." Jiang Zhenyu was used to the ugly behavior of criminals who refused to admit their convictions, and analyzed with confidence: "Even Professor Yan, you are analyzing it yourself. Is everything just speculation? Twenty years have passed, and even the law can't pursue your evil deeds anymore. What else is worth hiding?"

"Although you don't know what the motive for the crime is yet? But when you dismember the body with one knife, do you feel inexplicably excited?"

"Am I wrong?"

Yan Huaming looked at Jiang Zhenyu calmly and applauded: "Is this the way you provoke perverted psychological criminals written in your novel? Use their arrogance and arrogance to force themselves to tell the truth?"

"But it's useless to me! I'm not a psychopathic criminal, otherwise I wouldn't have killed only one person. Is this a great detective supposed to know?"

Jiang Zhenyu was stunned and sighed secretly. It was useless to say anything. Twenty years later, there was no evidence. Even if Yan Huaming accidentally told the truth, it could not be used as evidence. What's more, he was facing a real demon, calm and cruel, and without any leakage!

Just when the two were in a stalemate, Wen Yiming suddenly interrupted: "Professor Yan seems to be an authority on gynecological pathology?"

"Yes, no authority, but I have been studying it for more than 30 years and have some experience."

Yan Huaming looked at the handsome young man in front of him curiously. Needless to say, Jiang Zhenyu, a senior criminal expert. But is he?

Wen Yiming stood up, looked around the huge and tidy office, and exclaimed: "You are in your early fifties, a senior professor and a dignified department director of a well-known university. You must be full of halos and highly respected by patients and students, right?"

"Every place is spotless and every item is not messy at all. I boldly guess, you should be a little obsessive-compulsive, right?"

Jiang Zhenyu's eyes lit up. Seeing Wen Yiming's confident appearance, he breathed a sigh of relief and almost forgot the master around him! It's useless to force confession, let's see what methods he has. He happened to have the opportunity to read the micro-expression next to him, so he didn't believe that Yan Huaming was really impeccable?

"Interesting!" Yan Huaming stood up and walked to Wen Yiming and said, "That's right. I have a bit obsessive-compulsive disorder. As a senior doctor for more than 30 years, is it abnormal to have a bit of obsessive tendency?"

"Normal, surely normal!"

Wen Yiming picked up a photo on the table, which was a photo of Yan Huaming going to climb the mountain. He looked at other photos and said curiously: "I still have a question. I wonder if Professor Yan can explain it to me?"

"As a senior research expert and thirty years of authority in gynecological pathology, you should have won many honors, right?"

Wen Yiming turned around, stared at Yan Huaming, and asked, "Why didn't I see a trophy certificate in such a huge office?"

"you……"

Yan Huaming was shocked for the first time, suddenly opened his mouth, took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and his pupils instantly dilated.

"Good, fear, he began to react in real terms!"

Jiang Zhenyu next to him applauded secretly. Wen Yiming's words directly stimulated the calm Yan Huaming, which made him react for the first time.

"Young man, you are still young. When I reach my age, you will understand what real people need the most?"

Yan Huaming coughed a few times and concealed: "It's not the external objects or any evaluation given by others, but from the true desire in the heart!"

"Can I say that as an authority, you actually don't like the profession you have been engaged in from the bottom of your heart?"

Wen Yiming asked, "No, it's because I used the words inappropriately! It's not that I don't like it, but that I hate it from the bottom of my heart, and even feel extremely disgusted!"

"you……"

Yan Huaming couldn't help but step back, pointed at Wen Yiming with his finger, and couldn't help but scold, "What did you say?"
Chapter completed!