Such life experiences are reflected in the minutiae—common sense, inconspicuous habits. If you don’t even know how to take the subway or find a hotel near a specific location, how can you plan a murder?
Yin Feng said, “Given: A is around 18 years old, male, an ordinary person unrelated to criminal organizations, acquainted with Guo Xing, and has lived in a big city. What was their motive for killing Guo Xing? Money, love, or hatred?”
Jing Ping said, “Hatred.” Money and love were out of the question.
Jing Ping had already guessed who it was, and his expression turned grim.
You Mingxu’s heart stirred—she, too, had someone in mind, but… she felt her heart sinking slowly, a sense of unease settling in.
Yin Feng said, “Assuming A is the mastermind—it makes no difference whether it’s B or C. But I lean toward A. Is his personality extreme?”
Xu Mengshan: “Extreme.”
Yin Feng: “Is he resolute and stubborn?”
Xu Mengshan: “Resolute and stubborn.”
Yin Feng: “Is he intelligent?”
Xu Mengshan: “Intelligent.” Otherwise, how could he have tracked down Guo Xing and planned this series of events?
Yin Feng: “Did he grow up in a loving and understanding family? Can he empathize with others? Does he trust the judicial system?”
Xu Mengshan: “None of the above.”
Yin Feng: “Does he possess charisma and influence? Can he persuade others?”
Xu Mengshan: “Yes.”
Yin Feng stood up, walked to the blackboard, picked up a piece of chalk, and wrote:
Male, around 18 years old, physically fit, has lived in a big city, ordinary person. Harbors extreme hatred toward Guo Xing, who took away what he cherished most. Intelligent, extreme, resolute, stubborn. Grew up lacking parental affection, unable to empathize with others, distrusts the judicial system. Possesses considerable charisma and influence, incited accomplices to commit the crime.
His handwriting, a blend of cursive and regular script, was fluid, elegant, and powerful.
Yin Feng turned to face them, took off his glasses, and tossed them lightly onto the table: “I’ve already reviewed that person’s background and current performance at university. It fits the profile perfectly. It’s also confirmed that he and two classmates have taken leave recently and have no alibi. Go arrest them.”
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Kunming High-Speed Rail Station, Yunnan.
Bustling and crowded, a swift flow of people.
At the exit of a train arriving from Hunan, a large group of passengers surged out.
Among them were three young men, each carrying only a backpack, in their early twenties. However, their faces lacked the lightness typical of youth. They were silent, and the fairest-skinned one glanced around, finding nothing unusual, whispered something, and the three left the station, heading straight for the subway entrance.
The subway led directly to the university they attended. At this moment, their steps were hurried, as if boarding the subway and returning to campus would truly bring this journey to an end.
But they did not get their wish.
They didn’t even manage to see where the police emerged from. Dealing with such inexperienced young men was almost too easy for the officers.
“Don’t move!”
“Freeze!”
“Hands up!”The three were pinned against the wall and the security checkpoint conveyor belt, surrounded by over a dozen police officers who kept back the startled onlookers taking photos. All three wore expressions of panic and fear, but the fairest-skinned man soon showed resolute determination on his face. He stopped struggling, closed his eyes under the police restraint.
Author's Note:
Yin Feng: How many days did it take you to solve the case?
You Yingjun: Uh... several days, I guess.
Yin Feng: Heh.
You Yingjun: How many times has she slept with you? I've been slept with many times!
Yin Feng: ... Get lost!
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