In the office, Ye Fan sat expressionless.【】

Kong Fangping in front of him was smoking a cigarette while looking him up and down. Those deep eyes seemed to see through Ye Fan completely.

When the room was filled with turbid smoke, Kong Fangping put down the cigarette butt in his hand.

"When did you arrive?"

"This morning."

"Having been out for so many years, are you still used to this place?"

"Forget being polite and let's talk about this case."

Ye Fan had no intention of exchanging pleasantries, stroking the leather glove on his right hand and sitting up slightly: "You didn't add the murderer's profile to my file, right?"

Profiling refers to inferring a criminal's mental state based on his behavior, thereby analyzing his personality, living environment, occupation, growth background, etc. In foreign countries, this method is extremely suitable for catching and locking down the murderers of serial murders.

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However, through previous contacts with Lu Yuan and Murong Xue, Ye Fan realized that the police did not analyze much information related to the murderer at all.

Either the murderer's behavior was too weird, or he had strong anti-detection capabilities, making psychological profiling impossible. Or the police deliberately concealed certain information and did not tell the truth to him.

All things considered, Ye Fan prefers the latter.

Kong Fangping's Adam's apple twitched quickly, and his face showed displeasure. After a long while, he let out a long sigh.

The two have been together for more than ten years, and there are some things that they can't hide from Mark after all.

"Before you, I have found three experts in related fields to conduct psychological profiling, but the results obtained were not very satisfactory."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

"There are no clues, no flaws. Every time, they commit crimes on rainy nights. They kill people and dump their bodies, leaving bloody words and dolls, and then disappear without a trace." Kong Fangping clenched his fists unconsciously: "That guy seems to know.

Our methods and old methods don't work at all. Besides us and the family of the deceased, there seems to be another force secretly observing this murder."

Another force? Ye Fan couldn't help but think of the guys wearing peaked caps at the door of the city bureau.

"So, you remember me?"

Kong Fangping is one of the few people who knows about Ye Fan's supernatural ability. Of course, he also knows how much damage using this ability will cause to Ye Fan's body.

If there was no other way, Kong Fangping would never think of contacting Ye Fan. After all, he didn't want to remember those things.

"I can help you find the murderer." Ye Fan suddenly sat up straight and looked at Kong Fangping in front of him: "In exchange, I want to know the truth about twenty years ago!"

Pain, sadness, nostalgia, regret, and various emotions along with the memories spread in the cramped room. After an unknown amount of time, Kong Fangping shakily put the cigarette butt into his mouth and took a deep breath.

"Okay... If you catch the murderer within seven days, I will agree to your request. The file information has been in the city bureau's archives for twenty years. If I remember correctly, it was also a rainy night..."

Kong Fangping wanted to continue saying something, but the door to the office was suddenly pushed open.

Murong Xue didn't expect Ye Fan to stay in Kong Fangping's office, so she smiled awkwardly. Kong Fangping didn't take it seriously and waved her hand to tell Murong Xue to speak directly.

"Captain Kong, Captain Liu, and Jialu are all ready, we're just missing you here."

Kong Fangping looked at the time, got up and walked outside the house: "Xiaoxue, from now on Ye Fan will be assigned to your task force. By the way, Ye Fan, you should also listen to this combat meeting."

"I?"

Ye Fan had always disliked similar case analysis meetings, but he couldn't resist Kong Fangping's strong request and could only go along with them.

"What are you going to do about that scavenger?"

Ye Fan's abrupt question caught Murong Xue in front of him by surprise.

The clues from the wooden doll slightly changed her impression of Ye Fan. But even so, Murong Xue still did not put her hope in solving the case on Ye Fan. Now she just wanted to catch the damn murderer herself.

"Lu Yuan has already contacted Zhao Shouping. If there is a problem, he won't be able to escape."

Ye Fan nodded and stopped talking.

Although the scavenger is a clue, he may not find anything. The top priority is to understand the other party's motive for committing the crime.

...The combat meeting was held on the second floor of the city bureau, and most of the police officers in H City participated in the meeting. As soon as the serial murders occurred on a rainy night, it aroused great concern in the society. With the occurrence of the fourth murder, this

This kind of attention has turned into invisible pressure, weighing heavily on everyone's shoulders.

Through comparison with the H City information network, the identity of the deceased has been identified. The victim, Guo Xiaohui, female, 32 years old, without a stable job, was found dead in the third alley in the back alley of Hebin North District at 8:25 this morning.

The cause of death was mechanical asphyxia caused by external force.

At the meeting, the heads of the trace identification team and the physical and chemical analysis team explained the survey results of the fourth murder scene. Like the previous three murders, the survey results were not optimistic. The heavy rain had cleaned the traces of the scene, and

The third alley is only the scene where the body was dumped, not the scene of the first crime. The information the police can dig out is very limited.

Right now, the last hope is focused on the forensic doctor's autopsy report. But after such a long cycle of solving the case, silence and despair gradually appear on the faces of every police officer.

Under the difficulties, Kong Fangping, the head of the criminal investigation detachment, took the initiative to shoulder the important task. He called on the comrades of the municipal bureau to fully cooperate with the task force to detect the murder case, narrow the scope of investigation, and arrest the criminal suspect as soon as possible.

"I am in charge of the task force. Comrade Murong Xue, as the team leader, is directly responsible for the investigation of the murder. The other members of the departments must actively cooperate. In addition, there is a new member who will join the task force as a criminal psychology consultant..."

From the beginning of the meeting, Ye Fan sat in the corner and said nothing.

Even so, most of the police officers at the scene would still involuntarily focus their attention on him.

There is suspicion, disdain, and even more confusion and contempt. How can a newcomer who has just arrived, a guy who makes his legs weak even after vomiting when he sees a murder scene, directly join the task force and lead them to solve murder cases?

As the meeting progressed, the long-standing conflicts finally broke out, and several veteran police officers expressed their dissatisfaction on the spot.

"Director Kong, I have an objection! Why should Murong Xue be the team leader?"

"And Ye Fan, I don't think he is more experienced than Teacher Liu from the provincial department."

Kong Fangping rubbed his sore and swollen temples and tried his best to control his emotions: "Don't argue. I arranged the personnel arrangements. If there is any problem, I will be responsible for it alone."

"Director Kong, the family members of the deceased are making trouble at the gate, saying they want to see you..."

Before the meeting ended, Ye Fan left the venue without looking back. As soon as he opened the door and left the conference hall, a woman walked straight out of the passage in front of him.

"Are you Ye Fan?"

She is about 1.65 meters tall, holding a document and report in her hand, with long hair and exquisite makeup. Compared to Murong Xue, the woman's eyebrows are full of nobility and coldness. However, the way she looks at Ye Fan is not so friendly.

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"I heard that you solved many cases while you were abroad. I didn't expect that you couldn't even stand the corpse at the crime scene."

Ye Fan raised his head, and his sleepy eyes finally fell on the employee badge on the woman's chest.

An Jialu, forensic doctor. He had heard Murong Xue mention this name before. It seemed that most people in the city bureau were very critical of him.

"I'm too young to see these bloody things."

"What do you mean, are you saying I'm old?"

Ye Fan didn't say anything, just bypassed An Jialu and walked out of the house without looking back.

It's not that he can't stand An Jialu's sarcastic remarks. Rather than continuing to waste time here, Ye Fan would rather go back to Third Alley.

There is no perfect crime in this world. As long as it is committed, it will definitely leave traces. Even if it is just the scene where the body is dumped, there should be clues left there.
Chapter completed!