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Seeing that Zhao Zifeng was still stuck in the dead end and refused to come out, Zhao Yue cast a helpless glance at Lu Lingyou.
Seeing that Lu Lingyou interrupted without helping, Zhao Yue sighed helplessly.
"Hey.
Then I will continue to ask you."

Zhao Zifeng nodded.
"You ask."

"Let me ask you, have you read Lin Xiaowan's fiancé's melody?
What kind of person is he? How is it different from what he showed when he cooperated with us to take notes?"

Zhao Zifeng lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head.
"You don't mean the hobbies of Lin Xiaowan's fiancé S//M?"

Zhao Yue raised an eyebrow, motioning for him to continue talking.
"What does that have to do with the case?
Everyone has sex/addictions more or less, and such hobbies are only concentrated in a small part of the population.
Didn't the possibility of her fiancé committing the crime be ruled out?
One is that he didn’t know the other deceased, and the other is that S//M is just a relatively violent sex//addiction, not to the extent of murdering and dismembering corpses.
And this is a private matter behind closed doors, the murderer has no way of knowing."

Zhao Yue wailed towards the ceiling.
"Crazy, crazy, your thinking really doesn't keep up with your name.
Can you open your mind and jump a little bit?"

Zhao Yue pushed Lin Xiaowan's case files over on the desktop.
"Lin Xiaowan, in any previous relationship, I have never had such an experience.
In other words, Lin Xiaowan herself belongs to our normal human beings in a broad sense.
A person with no particular//obsessions will naturally accept and even adapt to a long-term S//M veteran?"

Zhao Zifeng shook his head.
"That's impossible."

"Didn't you say after the forensic autopsy that Lin Xiaowan's body had multiple injuries that were slightly or heavily repeated.
This high probability is not from the murderer, but from her own fiancé.
Lin Xiaowan's fiancé is playing the role of an affectionate lover outside, but if you think about it carefully.
If you really love someone, will you ask your fiancée to cooperate and satisfy your very unilateral special desire when your fiancée suffers from long-term depression?
Lin Xiaowan's records in the hospital are complete, and her fiancé's personal account history can also be verified.
Every time Lin Xiaowan was injured, her fiancé always used money to "make up" for her mistakes.
Lin Xiaowan's first trauma in the hospital was recorded in the first month when the two first started dating.
After that, Lin Xiaowan received a sports car.
Every time after that, the house, the car, the jewelry, even the cash.
Including the end of Lin Xiaowan's natal family, they have received the above-mentioned gifts many times.
So now, why do you think she is depressed."

Zhao Zifeng raised his head as if waking up from a dream.
"That is to say, on the surface, Lin Xiaowan seems to be living a glamorous life with no worries about food and clothing, and she is even about to step into a wealthy family.
But she herself is in an environment of fear and depression all the time."

Zhao Yue snapped his fingers.
"That's right.
A person who is depressed to such an extent cannot share such "obscurity" with the people he knows around him.
If there is someone who can provide her with spiritual comfort at this moment.
Maybe this man is the murderer.
Under such circumstances, will Lin Xiaowan develop a very strong trust in her in despair like other victims?
That's why I went to meet this person before my important wedding.
In the eyes of the murderer, a woman who would rather endure such inhuman torture than marry into a wealthy family.
Will it also be judged by him as "targets" like Tao Wan, Yang Pingping, and Wang Qing?"

Zhao Zifeng slapped his forehead vigorously.
"Indeed."

Zhao Yuejian finally made it clear to Zhao Zifeng, and looked at Lu Lingyou beside him as if asking for credit.
Lu Lingyou didn't like to talk to her, and then he finally spoke up.
"Although Lin Xiaowan's situation is different from Yang Pingping's and Wang Qing's, Zhao Yue's analysis is not wrong.
We have now touched the root, but we still don't know when the murderer and the deceased intersected.
Marriage and emotional entanglements are both entry points.
We also need a very clear and important basis for judgment in order to pinpoint the scope of the murderer.
Zhao Yue."

Zhao Yue raised her hand in response.
"There is one person, you should check it out again."

Zhao Yue tilted her head and looked over.
"Who."

"The former owner of Lin Xiaowan's custom wedding dress shop.
I ran into him when Fang Ning and I went to the mall to take pictures, and I always felt that there was something wrong with this person.
Go and check all the information from his birth.
Although he has no contact with anyone other than Lin Xiaowan, but combining all the clues, his current identity is the most suspicious."

Zhao Yue nodded.
"Understood, I'm going right now.
But I remember this person, Liu Wei went to that store the day after Lin Xiaowan was killed.
He had no time to commit the crime, he had never been out of the store, and the store attendants and surveillance testified.
It is said that there is a lounge upstairs, and he lives in the store when he is busy.
At that time, in order to rule out the possibility of him committing a crime in the store, Liu Wei also seconded a police dog to go there.
I don’t think it’s possible, if he had been in contact with the victim or even the assailant, the police dogs would definitely be able to smell it.”

In fact, Lu Lingyou just wanted to praise her, but was choked back by this sudden subjective judgment.
He glared at him with a knife.
"When you were in school, did the teacher teach you, don't judge everything lightly before you have given me enough attention."

Zhao Yue muttered teasingly.
"All the police dogs have gone, so there's nothing left to smell."

Lu Lingyou threw the cigarette into his mouth and lit it with a snap.
"Enclosed space, modulated aromatherapy with strong alcohol, gasoline, less chemicals."

Zhao Yue opened her mouth wide and listened to Lu Lingyou continue to read.
"There are only mint, lemon, mustard, onion, pepper, essential oil and other food on the surface of the object.
what will happen?"

Zhao Yue shrank her neck and replied in a low voice.
"It will affect the olfactory sensitivity of police dogs.
Even because of the strong sense of repulsion, it interferes with the judgment of the police dog on the smell."

Lu Lingyou snorted coldly.
"How about after this case is over, I'll send you back to the furnace."

Zhao Yue yelled at the ceiling, grabbed the phone and ran away.
"Boss, I'm going right now."

Holding the computer in his arms, Zhao Zifeng stood up lightly.
"Boss, I will go too"

Just as Lu Lingyou was about to speak, the phone in his pocket buzzed and vibrated.
He waved his hand, got up and walked out of the office area.
"What's up?"

The caller was Fang Ning who was still in the studio.
"How are you doing there?"

Lu Lingyou stood by the window at the end of the corridor, clicking on the lighter with his fingers.
"Very well, the murderer has been caught and will be shot tomorrow."

Fang Ning choked.
"What gunpowder did you take again?"

Lu Lingyou snorted coldly.
"Quickly tell me what's the matter."

Fang Ning didn't like to have the same knowledge as him, so he said sternly.
"I say hello to you, I might not make it through today.
I'm going to pick someone up at the airport, it might be late."

"You are no longer in the establishment, so you won't report this trivial matter to me."

Fang Ning rolled his eyes at the phone, rather than remaining calm.
"I'm not asking you for leave.
What I want to say is the person I am going to pick up, and I want to introduce you to him."

Lu Lingyou raised an eyebrow.
"Who."

Fang Ning sighed helplessly.
"It's my senior, Shen Qingrang.
Flight home this evening.
His teacher is an extremely influential senior in our industry.
After graduating, he focused on criminal psychology. Before that, he had been working as a tutor of criminal psychology courses in foreign criminal investigation universities.
I think the situation of the case is basically clear now, and it may be more helpful for you to find a more professional person to profile the murderer.
But today may not be possible, I want to find time tomorrow or the day after picking him up and introduce him to you."

Lu Lingyou smacked his lips silently, thinking that he had heard this name somewhere before.
Before he could speak, he listened to the other end of the phone to add a sentence.
"If you think the confidentiality of the case is required, just pretend I didn't say it."

Lu Lingyou smiled indifferently.
"Okay, you arrange the time."