Of course, Gu Jianlin's profile revealed more than just that.
For example, when he completed the preliminary profile and went to see the woman, he actually saw a hot and sexy pole dancer, the colorful lights in the nightclub, the excited and cheering audience in the audience, and even Hear exciting music.
Thousands of clues build up the phantom of the past.
He is like a ghostly spectator, quietly sneaking into a person's past and peeking into her life.
It seems illusory, but yet so real.
This is the truest look of this woman.
24 years old, pole dancer.
Marry well.
Dad once said that as long as anyone exists, he will leave traces.
When these traces are put together, it is a person's other face, which is also his truest appearance, just like being naked.
If Gu Jianlin continues to observe, he can get a more complete profile.
Unfortunately, he couldn't explain the scene he saw to others.
It sounds so bizarre, more like a hallucination.
No one would believe him when he said it, but people would think of him as a lunatic.
"Xiao Gu, are you hallucinating again?"
Zhou Ze's words interrupted the young man's thinking.
Gu Jianlin just came back to his senses, and the wind and rain fell on him again, bringing with it the slightest chill.
The colorful nightclub disappeared, the steel pipes and women on the stage, and the audience below the stage all disappeared without a trace.
The woman in front of the tombstone is still crying. She is crying really hard. It can be said that her acting skills are top-notch.
"No, I just said it casually."
Gu Jianlin smiled silently.
Unlike that hypocritical woman, the three detectives in his eyes were sincere, showing expressions of sadness and regret.
Although I think he is mentally ill, they are all dedicated and reliable public officials, and they are so busy at work. It is really sincere to take time out to pay homage to my father.
"Isn't this really an illusion?"
Zhou Ze glanced at him suspiciously and reminded: "You must listen to the doctor and take your medicine on time. These post-traumatic stress syndrome disorders are not trivial... After all, the college entrance examination is in two months."
"Don't worry, Uncle Zhou, I'm much better now."
Gu Jianlin didn't know how to explain, so he could only take out a wet wipe, wipe the tombstone, and change the topic.
The gap between people is sometimes greater than that between people and pigs.
They are all human beings, and dad's profile is authority and an important reference to help solve crimes.
The profile of my son was post-traumatic stress, and he would only be advised to see a doctor.
Dad majored in psychology, was an honorary professor at Fengcheng University, and was also a profiler hired by the police department. What he was most proud of in his life was probably his achievements in the specialized field.
Back then, this man fired his first shot with his profiling. Just after graduating from college, he helped the police station solve several major cases. It is said that even if it is a crime scene that has been deliberately covered up, he can restore it alone and simulate the logic of the murderer's behavior. Sometimes, it is possible to tell the cause of death and recent experiences of the deceased just by looking at the body without the help of a forensic doctor.
The most outrageous rumor is that Dad can get close to the murderer by talking to the corpse and imagining himself as the deceased.
Gu Jianlin thought this was cool when he was a child, and pestered his father to teach him. However, he didn't know if he was too stupid. He couldn't learn profiling until his father passed away.
However, since he experienced the car accident four months ago, he was suddenly able to do it.
From then on, the real world appeared in front of his eyes, every detail.
At first, Gu Jianlin thought that he had injured his brain in a car accident and accidentally stimulated the evolution of the brain. However, when he expressed this idea, adults suggested that he go to a psychiatrist to have his brain examined.
Gu Jianlin wondered if his father would have that immersive, hallucinatory scene when he used profiling.
So he didn't argue with anyone anymore.
"Okay, I still have cases to deal with here, so I have to leave first."
Zhou Ze was silent for a while and said: "Don't think too much about your father's affairs. I know you have tried your best. But people have to learn to look forward. The case will be closed tomorrow. Remember to come to the Public Security Bureau and sign your signature. ”
Gu Jianlin wiped the tombstone for a moment, then wiped harder: "I know, Uncle Zhou."
Zhou Ze was a little surprised. He didn't expect the young man to be so cheerful this time, and asked again: "Shall I drive you back?"
"No thanks."
Gu Jianlin smiled and said, "My home is not far away. I can just take a stroll back. It's just a good time to relax."
The polished tombstone reflected the boy's pale and weak profile.
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The black Mercedes-Benz was driving on the foggy road.
"It's not easy for this kid."
The young agent drove the car and sighed with emotion: "I feel like he is almost unable to hold on, just like a paper man... Is it okay for him to go back like that?"
Another detective said: "Don't worry, Xiao Zhang, that child is not as fragile as you think. When he was just discharged from the hospital, he ran to our police station every two days. The teacher at the school said that he climbed over the wall. The wall was three and a half meters long, and it was difficult for me to climb it.”
Xiao Zhang shrugged and muttered: "How can it be the same? At that time, he was still hanging. But looking at him today, his mental state is much more stable than before."
Zhou Ze sat in the back seat of the car, closed his eyes and rested, and sighed.
"The child's parents divorced when he was very young, and he has been living with you, Professor Gu, since he was a child. Who would have thought that something like this would happen? However, this child is lucky to survive such a serious car accident."
He took out a tablet from his briefcase and clicked on a picture.
It was the scene of a car accident on the highway. A large truck and a car collided. The latter was almost flattened and emitting thick smoke.
He thought for a while and clicked on another video.
It was a hospital bed, and the pale boy sat there like a ghost, his eyes blank.
An agent sat in front of him and asked gently: "Do you remember what happened that day?"
"That day my father came back from a business trip overseas and said he would take me back to my hometown to celebrate the New Year."
"Then what? What do you remember?"
"Well...Dad was in a hurry that day. Something seemed to happen. I remember we got on the highway."
"Then you collided with the truck and there was a crash."
"No, it wasn't a car accident."
"Why do you say it wasn't a car accident?"
"Because I saw the murderer."
"However, there was no one else in the surveillance footage. The driver of the truck also died on the spot."
"No, there is really someone. I must have seen it. You believe me, there is really someone."
"But……"
"Please believe me! I can profile! I can draw that person's face!"
The final video frame was frozen in the moment when the boy suddenly growled, like an angry little beast.
Zhou Ze's impression of this child has always been that he was polite, gentle and calm.
I've never seen him look so out of sorts.
Perhaps when losing the most important thing, everyone will become less like himself.
"Since he is willing to come to the Sheriff's Department to confirm his signature, he must have accepted the reality, right? The doctor said at the beginning that he fantasized about a murderer because he didn't want to believe that his father was dead." Xiao opened the car and said casually.
"But I'm a little curious, what exactly did he profile? What if it's true?" said another detective.
Xiao Zhang pouted: "Are you questioning the surveillance? Or are you questioning our IQ?"
Zhou Ze took out a piece of yellowed paper from his pocket and unfolded it silently: "Do you think the so-called murderer could be this thing?"
On the yellowed paper, there were twisted deformities drawn with colored pens.
It's not even a human being, but a strange bird with nine heads. On each bird's head, there is a ferocious human face.
Zhou Ze checked this thing afterwards and found that it came from "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" and had names like ghost chariot, ghost bird, and nine-headed bird.
Of course, the ghost cars in serious fairy tales don’t have human faces on their bird heads.
Based on this consideration, he could only understand that the child really had post-traumatic stress disorder.
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Gu Jianlin actually dislikes coming to places like the cemetery because there are too many different people here.
He held an umbrella and carried his suitcase, passing by countless people.
The cemetery disappeared, replaced by a variety of scenes, including programmers lying drowsing at their computer desks, musicians crying in front of the piano, and a smiling nanny in front of the old man's bed.
Some people look sad, but are actually happy, and some people look calm, but inside they are already broken down and crying.
Profiling is a good thing, but sometimes seeing too thoroughly is not necessarily a good thing.
The woman who cried heartbrokenly in front of the tombstone came out of the public toilet. She had touched up her makeup at some point. She held her mobile phone and said cheerfully: "My dear, I just attended the funeral of that dead old man. Wait until I get my share." With that inheritance, we will have money.”
Gu Jianlin glanced at her, and then looked away.
Ever since he learned profiling, he has not missed even one call to this day, but no one believes him.
After the car accident, two months had passed when he woke up. The investigation of the case was almost complete, and his father's funeral had been completed, but he knew nothing about it.
During this period of time, he has been running around for his father's affairs. He can accept death, but he must understand it.
So he ignored the dissuasion of doctors and his mother and went to the Sheriff's Department again and again, just to prove that he was right.
Gu Jianlin recalled the car accident. He only remembered that it was raining heavily that day and a truck hit him head-on. His last memory seemed to be that his father pulled off the seat belt and hugged him.
With a loud bang, his life was shattered.
Thinking of that moment again, it still makes me tremble with fear.
But when he thought of the sense of security that his father had in his arms, he felt much more at ease.
But at the last moment when he lost consciousness, he really saw a person standing in front of him.
Later, Gu Jianlin wrote the man's face in profile.
A terrifying, monster-like face.
However, the irrefutable fact is that the fourth person was not captured in the surveillance video at the scene.
Just the truck driver and Dad, and him.
In the end, the accident was defined as an unexpected car accident and the coffin was sealed.
The judgment of Gu Jianlin, a new profiler, was buried with his unlucky father.
In fact, now that things have happened, Gu Jianlin has recovered from the initial grief of losing his loved one and regained a certain amount of rationality. He also begins to wonder if his profile is wrong, because he was indeed seriously injured.
In that case, it's really possible that what he saw was an illusion.
At first, everyone thought that Professor Gu's son might actually have some talent in profiling, but the result was shocking.
During the recent period, people in the police station have been saying openly or secretly: Get more money!
So much so that Gu Jianlin himself felt very lucky.
Really bad.
Of course, this is not the worst.
Because he has to go home later, to someone else's home.
Although his parents divorced when he was very young, his mother still loved him very much.
Gu Jianlin was still a few months away from adulthood. Now that his father was gone, his mother naturally became his new guardian and took him to his new home.
But the problem is that my mother started a new family five years ago and lives a happy life.
Gu Jianlin originally didn't want to ruin his mother's new life because of him, but he couldn't resist this woman. The end result was that he moved into his new home with large and small bags and was forced to accept his new family.
The new home is in the south of the city. Although it is in the old city, it is also a prime location near the sea. The house price is now more than 60,000 per square meter. You only need to walk 50 meters to reach the coastline and embrace the sea breeze and sunshine.
It is worth mentioning that my mother’s new home has a yard on the first floor.
There are two trees in the yard.
One is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree.
What's more worth mentioning is that my mother has two more daughters.
One is not a relative.
The other one is not a relative either.
At this time, Gu Jianlin's phone vibrated slightly, and another WeChat message came in.
Su Youzhu: "After visiting Uncle Gu's grave, go home early and don't run around. Mom asked me to make breakfast for you. Put it in the microwave and heat it for two minutes. Remember to eat. I have other things to do and have to go out for a while. trip."
Gu Jianlin was silent for a second, but he didn't expect that the girl could call her mother quite smoothly.
These are the mothers' nominal daughters. The eldest one is already working, and the younger one goes to the same high school as her.
The one that sent the text message was small.
Gu Jianlin had been in poor health since he was a child. In addition, he had just been in a car accident and lost his father. In the eyes of his mother, he was like a baby again. Even the whole family treated him as a baby to care for him. .
This made him grateful and uncomfortable.
Suddenly, a call came in on his mobile phone, and it was revealed that the person was Lao Zhang.
That was the staff at the express delivery station downstairs from his home.
Not a new home, but the house I rented with my father before.
"Hello."
Gu Jianlin answered the phone.
"Hey hey hey, Xiao Gu?"
Lao Zhang raised his voice and said, "Do you still want express delivery?"
Gu Jianlin was stunned: "What express delivery?"
Lao Zhang replied: "Your dad's express delivery has been here for several months, and I have to collect money this time!"
Gu Jianlin frowned. In his impression, his father never shopped online.
