"In the fourth case, the corpse was manipulated into a special shape. This sense of ritual is more important in the eyes of a person with abnormal personality, so while doing so, he will pay more attention to his identity as a formalist."
"So if it was the same murderer, this time the music player would be next to the body."
Chu Wuzheng frowned. "Then, could it be that he played the music outside and then moved it back, or did he play the music inside?"
Shen Shiyu shook his head.
"Leave aside the issue of loudness for the moment. As a formalist, the murderer also suffers from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, so his behavior at the crime scene will be extremely controlled."
"Secondly, I have reservations about the provocation you mentioned, but I think this kind of behavior is superfluous for the murderer. Although people with abnormal personality have a high degree of control over the crime scene, for such useless efforts , they should be dismissive."
"According to your opinion, there is a high probability that there are two murderers at the scene of the fourth crime?" Chu Wu argued.
"I can't guarantee that there were two people involved in the crime, but there should be more than one murderer at the scene."
Shen Shiyu looked at the photos of the crime scene and slowly closed his eyes.
A lonely night, in a quiet courtyard.
The music is gentle and pleasant. Is it piano, violin, or cello?
Outside the house, a lonely figure stood outside the pit, staring at the woman buried on the ground in front of her.
The murderer is admiring his work.
The music in the house is still playing, and someone is standing in front of the window, taking in this scene in full view, maybe with a smile on his face.
He is admiring the murderer.
In addition, Shen Shiyu also gave portraits of the two murderers.
The murderers in the first three cases were over 30 years old, had a respectable career, were socially charming and talkative.
The murderer in the fourth case was under 30 years old.
"That's all." Shen Shiyu said.
She has said everything she can think of now.
Chu Wuzheng had just received the information, and before he could speak, Gu Yang, who was sitting aside, was already admiring it.
"Teacher Shen, I have heard about criminal psychology in school before, and I thought it was very powerful at the time. You just crackled when you mentioned the professional terms. It's great."
Gu Yang moved to Shen Shiyu and praised Shen Shiyu one after another, making Shen Shiyu feel embarrassed. She couldn't say anything and could only smile.
In the end, Chu Wuzheng threw the information on the table and interrupted Gu Yang.
"She's done crackling, you're cracking, right?" Chu Wuzheng frowned at Guyang and raised his hand to signal her, "Go over there."
After hearing his stern order, Gu Yang was not annoyed. He just stuck out his tongue and sat back obediently. Chu Wuzheng leaned over to talk to her, and she looked at him quietly.
In fact, her eyes were normal, but Shen Shiyu could tell at a glance that she was faking it.
The little girl's thoughts can never be hidden even if she wants to.
While Gu Yang was listening, she had already recorded all of this on paper. After Chu Wuzheng read it, he asked her to go back to the office to sort it out, and wait until the police officers who were out came back to hold a meeting to discuss it.
The door was closed, and they were the only two people left in the room.
"Is there nothing wrong with me?"
When Chu Wuzheng heard this, he became angry. "Are you so anxious to leave? I can fucking bite you..."
Shen Shiyu was really convinced by him.
"I'm a little uncomfortable." She said as she stood up from the sofa. Because she stood up too fast, her head felt dizzy.
"What's wrong with you?" Chu Wudeng asked.
Shen Shiyu rubbed his forehead and opened his eyes. "I seem to have a fever."
In fact, when she just spoke, she felt very cold. Now after standing up, she felt that her whole body was weak and her bones ached. After thinking about it, she must have had a fever.
"What?"
Chu Wuzheng hurried over and put his big hand on her forehead to test the temperature, and found that it was indeed very hot.
He frowned impatiently. "I said you are an idiot or something, you don't even know you have a fever?"
"Why are you scolding me?" Shen Shiyu became anxious. "If it weren't for you, I would be sleeping at home right now!"
Chu Wuzheng was speechless now.
"I'm going back." Shen Shiyu said.
If he could let her go at this time, it wouldn't be Chu Wuzheng.
"Where are you going back?" He stretched out his hand and pulled her back.
Being pulled like this, Shen Shiyu became even more dizzy. "Let go!"
"Be honest with me!" Chu Wuzheng shouted angrily.
"What the hell are you yelling about?"
Shen Shiyu didn't want to do this at this time. He shook her left and right but was still shaken off by him.
"Okay, okay, I won't yell anymore." Chu Wuzheng had no choice but to lower his posture and persuade her to the sofa in a good voice. "You sit down first."
He found a thermometer from the drawer and gave it to Shen Shiyu. After measuring it, he found that her fever reached over 38 degrees.
Then Chu Wuzheng called Da Lian again and asked him to go to a nearby pharmacy to buy some antipyretics when he came back.
"You can sleep here for a while."
"I want to go back." Shen Shiyu said impatiently.
Chu Wuzheng touched her red ears. "Who will take care of you when you go back? Besides, I've already asked people to buy medicine. You can wait until you finish taking the medicine."
"I have medicine." Shen Shiyu suddenly remembered the cold medicine in her pocket, and she took it out. "You Yin gave it to me in the morning. He said...hey!"
Before she finished speaking, Chu Wuzheng snatched the medicine in her hand and threw it into the trash can.
"What are you doing?"
“You know, don’t eat what others give you randomly?”
Chu Wuzheng spoke confidently, lowered his head, threw some paper into the trash can, and covered the medicine box inside - he was annoyed when he saw it, and if it weren't for the fear of hitting someone, he would have thrown it out the window.
"You think I'm a three-year-old?"
Shen Shiyu looked down at the trash can and felt pity in his heart. Besides, Lan Youyin bought the pill box with money.
She looked carefully and saw that there seemed to be nothing dirty inside.
But Chu Wuzheng thought faster than her. Just as she was about to make a move, he spoke. "You dare to pick one up and try it."
Shen Shiyu really wasn't afraid of his threat and directly stretched his hand in.
The next second, Chu Wuzheng kicked the trash can far away.
"what are you doing?"
Maybe people are really fragile when they are sick, so he was so frightened that Shen Shiyu's voice became hoarse when he shouted.
Then her eyes turned red.
Chu Wuzheng was immediately dumbfounded. "Don't cry..."
He sat on the sofa, Shen Shiyu turned his back to him and ignored him.
Chu Wuzheng had no choice but to go around to the other side, just in time to see her shed a tear.
This time he completely lost his temper and could only sigh in annoyance.
"I'll pick it up for you. Can I pick it up for you?"
As he said that, he wanted to stand up.
But a hand suddenly fell on his sleeve and pulled it tightly. Chu Wuzheng turned his head and saw Shen Shiyu's red eyes.
"Forget it," she said.
Chu Wuzheng sat down and wiped his hand on her cheek.
"Do not cry?"
Shen Shiyu said nothing.
She knew that he was jealous.
Shen Shiyu calmed down his temper, lowered his head, and slid the hand that had just touched his sleeve down.
Chu Wuzheng caught it.
He took a deep breath, looked at her little hand that was waiting for him, and slowly opened his palm. The hand seemed to be waiting for him and did not move.
The first time they held hands was never so difficult.
Just when their palms were about to touch each other, the door rang.