Chapter 43: frog

Shi Shanyan calmly greeted Yan Junxun's gaze.
Yan Junxun was still analyzing the expression of Shi Shanyan before the brain went down, and finally reached a conclusion in the warning sound of his brain.
Shi Shanyan is telling the truth.
This is real!
Jiang Li over there is still asking Liu Chen: "What the did you send to you?"
"It's really a diary!" Liu Chen crumpled his suit, "...just a photo of a handwritten diary."
"Did you see our profiler? Don't lie anymore. We will look at these photos," Park Lin pointed at the light screen in front of Liu Chen with a pen. "You send it truthfully, or we will check you. Number information."
玨 timely answer: "Our inspection is legal."
"I know!" Liu Chen sat back again, and he lighted the light screen hard. "The ferryman sent these to me. I will give them to you. Can I? Can it be over?"
Park Lin looked at the photos. They were all handwritten diaries. The light of the photo was very poor. The diary should be wet with water. Some handwriting is not clear, but it is slightly different from the fake screenshots by Liu Chen. Park Lin took advantage of the gap in the record to send a message to Kui.
[There is not much truth in this man's mouth. 】
[Mr. Yan had hinted at him from the beginning,] Pao paused for a few seconds and continued to reply, [Mr. Yan gave him pen and paper at the time. 】
Park Lin remembered Liu Chen's expression when he got the pen and paper a few minutes ago. He glanced at Yan Junxun.
[How does the profiler guess that the diary is handwritten? 】
[Information capture, the murderer left a handwritten "Goodbye" after each crime. 】玨I want to remind Park Lin to stop talking about gossip during working hours, but it still can't hold back,【My dad said that Mr. Yan's catching ability is comparable to Athena in the light track area. 】
Park Lin wanted to sigh, but found it meaningless. Yan Jun in his Yu Guang was indifferent, and he was also unhappy. He thought: Is this guy (dry gan) always unhappy?
Yan Junxun's conduction device was still shaking, he suddenly grasped the conduction device, turned it off in front of Shi Shanyan's face, and then threw it into the drawer.
"Have you ever talked privately with the "Boduren"?" Jiang Lian stared at Liu Chen behind the lens.
"Of course I talked privately. Who doesn't want this kind of information?" Liu Chen easily forgot the deflation he had eaten. "'Feiduren' left me a message. I saw him privately when I saw it. But I have to declare first One thing, I don’t know that he is the murderer."
Jiang Li continued: "Don't you know? You were not surprised when talking to him in the video."
"I think you are praising my professionalism, which is the basic on-the-spot ability."
Park Lin followed and said, "Normal people will call the police when they encounter such a thing? Why don't you call the Inspectorate?"
"You're not talking about normal people, but ordinary people," Liu Chen poses right, and he decides to give these people a lesson. "Can you make sure that no one in the inspectorate will tell other media? I won't give My colleagues share my first information. This case is suitable for special topics. It enjoys the exposure bonus brought by Chen Xiulian. Is the result bad now? Everyone is paying attention to this case."
"Focus" is the main point of Liu Chen's speech. He mentioned the word more than once.
"When I whispered about the "ferry", he was still normal, and he was completely different from the way he behaved on the phone," Liu Chen thought for a while. "This is also a kind of explosive point, this kind of contrast (sex) xing), it’s easy to leave an impression on the public. I think this case will be the material of many works of art no matter whether it is finally settled or not.
He said here, he looked at Shi Shanyan With a subtle pleasing, "You can also use him to pull back a round for the profiler. A psychopathic murderer in the series of murders (sha) was caught by an extraordinary profiler from the Black Panther. How good this is, everyone will worship the profiler by then."
Park Lin suspected that everyone in their presence was "data" in Liu Chen's eyes. He could put them into his own reports and use some artistic processing to stir up public opinion and scold wars, attracting so-called attention. Liu Chen needs this, and his morality is the same as what he said of "social weakness (group qun body)".
Shi Shanyan played with the communicator in his hand and said, "Do you call that "worship?" It was just an immature fantasy template. A black panther was born and was an extraordinary observer. He was right in the parking area case. The evil murderers are invincible. That is not a profiler, it is a stick."
This kind of worship is not good for the inspectorate and the profiler. Liu Chen is relying on public opinion to fabricate a person. This fabricated "profiler", when he accepted (group qun body worship, he separated from Yan Junxun himself (tuo). He must not only meet the strict moral requirements of individuals, but also Always follow the individual's fantasy needs based on human nature.
This violates the paradox of man (sexuality), who is always a complex and contradictory animal1.
Liu Chen said flatly: "I just made a suggestion, you can not use it."
He was afraid of Shi Shanyan. When he talked to Shi Shanyan, he kept pulling his suit jacket tightly, as if to prevent himself from being seen through.
Yan Junxun frowned, feeling like Liu Chen. He said "Don't be angry" in his head, but poked the refill in his hand. He looked down at his ink-stained fingers and fell into a short gap.
Liu Chen wanted to leave here quickly and said, "I continued to call that number last night and he has stopped answering. I think he just wanted to imitate Chen Xiulian and improve his popularity. This is what you said is the "contagious effect"." He looked at the glass wall and wanted to stand up again, "I'm done."
"We still need your chat records with "May Snow" and "Waiduren"," Jiang Li slid down his chair. "You can go after finishing."
"I can give it," Liu Chen said, "but I must first make an interview about myself, these chat records..."
"It is recommended that you do not mention too much in the topic," Jiang Li has no power to stop Liu Chen, but he still said, "For your safety," you also said, this time the murderer is a copycat, he is copying Chen Xiulian. If If you insist on continuing, then you have to be ready to be found by more murderers later."
"I know," Liu Chen waited until the record was sent, stood up again, and took back his briefcase. "I will ask for bodyguards!"
Jiang Lian spread his hand, (lu) made a "as you wish" expression. Liu Chen looked around them, only avoiding Shi Shanyan. He opened the door and walked out quickly. He seemed to be chased downstairs.

Yan Junxun took the rest time to wash his hands in the bathroom. He scrubbed his fingers, rubbing the ink on it hard, and the downtime brain gradually recovered from the cold water (thorn ci) shock.
[Last night’s bathtub I masturbated. 】
Yan Junxun rubbed his fingers red and looked at the mirror in the sound of water.
(Sex xing)\\desire and (sex xing)\\ fantasies are often a defense method 2. Why did Shi Shanyan in his bathtub because he wanted to control his anxiety?
Yan Junxun (exposed) with a puzzled expression, he encountered an unsolvable problem. He stared at the mirror, and the people in the mirror made him feel strange. He tried to turn his attention to the case, but it was useless. He must first figure out the reason for Shi Shanyan's behavior, otherwise it would disturb his normal thoughts.
The toilet system sends a warm reminder: "Please don't waste water resources."
Yan Junxun woke up like a dream. He turned off the water, looked at the mirror again, and said to the toilet system, "I'm sorry."
The toilet system replied: "No relationship."
This brief conversation reminded Yan Junxun of Artemis. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his fingers. The handkerchief was washed by a panda, with a little yellow duck printed on it. Yan Junxun thought of the little yellow duck and thought of the bathtub.
...He couldn't wipe it off.

Shi Shanyan is in origami. He folded the paper Liu Chen wrote into a frog, placed it on the table, pressed it with a pen, and made it jump forward awkwardly. The frog jumped for one second, and the little genius was really long in the bathroom.
"Take a break," Park Lin walked in with a cold drink. When he put the cold drink on the table, he didn't see Yan Junxun and asked, "Where did the profiler go?"
"Toilet," Shi Shanyan opened the sour (milk Nai) for himself, "What did you buy him?"
"Ice beer. According to my observation, he seems to drink only this." Park Lin put the ice beer in Yan Junxun's position. He sat across from Shi Shanyan, "Did your analysis of Liu Chen just tell you the profiler?"
Shi Shanyan looked at Park Lin.
"...Is it your own analysis?" Park Lin took a break from the straw and looked at Shi Shanyan. "No... The members of the Panther are so talented, you just leave me like ordinary people without a way of life. ."
Shi Shanyan said modestly: "I used a little skill."
Although the sense of smell is indeed natural.
"You can teach me another day." Park Lin (cha) put on her straw and clicked on her own lead. "Cun, take a break."
Chuan's voice appeared between the two people, and it said: "I also compared the writing on the diary photos."
Shi Shanyan looked at their pair and was rarely interested: "Did you compare anything?"
"The diary and the note left on the scene of the crime (Fan) were written by the same person," Gui showed them on the light screen. "His ability to express in the diary is also very poor, and he is on the phone with him. It appears the same, but you see, he was quite talkative when chatting with Liu Chen."
There are many black spots on the diary, and the other party has strong emotions when writing the diary.
"Liu Chen is a performance personality," Park Lin looked at his record. "His ability to resist stress is not as good as his performance. I suspect that he often suffers from insomnia, and he is not very good at hiding emotions. His achievements for himself Very self-satisfied, what's convenient to you..."
"Shi Shanyan."
"Okay, Yan brother," Park Lin pondered his own record. "He faced your debunking, and he behaved badly. In fact, from his video yesterday, words can make him self-disruptive, he has no self. Boast so much."
When they spoke, Yan Jun came in.
"Hello," Park Lin said hello, "Profiler."
Yan Jun looked for a cold beer and found another can in his seat. He said: "...Thank you."
Park Lin (lu) made a "nothing" expression. He turned his pen, trying to say something, but saw Yan Junxun's expression not speaking.
"Mr. Yan can sit down," said Gui softly. "We communicate with each other."
Yan Junxun only wanted to keep a distance from Shi Shanyan, but Park Lin and Yun were watching him, and he could only sit in the empty space next to Shi Shanyan.
Shi Shanyan bit the straw of sour (milk Nai) and let the paper frog jump to Yan Junxun's hand.