Thriller Paradise

Twenty minutes later, in the study. .

Unconsciously, sitting at the desk, he flipped through the booklet that Mark police officer used to record the confession. The Scofield Detective was sitting in a chair next to the table.

The two "requisitioned" the room and prepared to ask the suspects one by one.

"According to the evidence and related information that has been confirmed in this case, we can try to make a logical depiction and judgment on the criminal psychology of the perpetrator. From collecting data, to inductive analysis, to speculative results, these three steps are the basic steps. Specifically, it is the use of deductive methods..." Feng Shou is telling Schofield with interest (sports) the theory of criminal psychoanalysis.

"Oh! Deductive method! I have heard it." Scofield finally heard a clear word. He answered, "Is it a concept in the novel of Holmes?"

"No, the 'deductive method' is just a saying. The word can have many meanings." Feng Shake shook his head. "In this case, what we need more is not the set of interpretations of Holmes, but the so-called The deductive method in the 'criminal psychological portrait'."

"Oh... what is that..." Scofield asked.

"Inferring the psychological characteristics of the perpetrator, and then sketching out some of his/her physical characteristics, surname characteristics, and common habits, thereby reducing the number of suspected subjects and delineating the scope of the suspects." Feng Shuo explained: " This is not a science in a strict sense, but it is indeed a fairly advanced concept of detection." He licked his lips. "The deductive method in the criminal psychological portrait is divided into two steps. The first step is through Communicate with suspects and obtain the main basis. These can be the elements of behavior or the elements of criminal psychological traces; the second step is to start from the general principles of criminal psychology, material evidence technology, and investigation, and to associate criminal behavior or criminal psychology. The relationship between the traces and the specific suspect and the conclusion of the portrait.

Of course, there are five steps and ten key points in the specific portrait steps. I will not elaborate on them, and I can’t finish them in a short time. Anyway... I guess... After ten years, these courses will be put on the police school tutorial... After that, it will be the world of the academic school, and the people who will write the report will rise faster. ”

咚咚——

Just as the door was getting farther and farther, the door knocked and the policeman Deng Pudi was outside the door. "Mrs. Carol has already brought it, sir."

Scofield and Jue Ge looked at each other and the latter quickly nodded, so the detective turned his face and shouted to the outside: "Please come in."

The door opened and Mrs. Carol walked in. Her eyes were red and swollen, her tears were still dry, and the expensive cosmetics on her face had been wiped out by handcuffs. The book was not even a pretty face, and it looked even more ugly at the moment.

"I'm sorry, at this time, I have to bother you repeatedly." When he didn't speak, Dempdy had closed the door behind Carol from outside the study.

Carol replied: "It doesn't matter... you are also responsible." Her voice was low and slightly hoarse, which was the aftermath of long crying.

"Well... please sit down first." Feng did not feel his hand and gestured to the opposite seat.

Scofield stepped forward and helped the lady to help the chair and let it sit down.

"Thank you." Carol whispered to the police detective, and sat down in the position facing the seal.

"I just said it." The other person sat down and said, "The murderer is someone in this villa, just in the middle of us."

For this, Carol is also psychologically prepared. Even if she is sad again, she will not even speculate on such obvious things.

"Yes... who?" Carol asked with a trembling.

"I did think of some assumptions." Feng did not know, "but before I am completely sure, I want to hear your opinion first."

"I?" Carol wondered.

"Yes." Feng asked, "I want to ask you, who do you think is the murderer?"

Carol’s eyes flashed and his eyes were uncertain. He was obviously thinking about something, but he still said back to his mouth: “I don’t know... why come to ask me?”

"Oh..." Feng smiled. "Since you don't want to say it, then I will elaborate on my own inference." He leaned back on the back of his chair and said with ease. "I think... kill The man who died Dennis Lovecraft is you, Ms. Carol."

"What!" Carol was furious and his voice was unconsciously raised. "How dare you say that! How much I love my husband! When he dies, my heart is broken, and you blame it." I am the murderer!"

"According to your testimony..." I didn't feel the influence of the other party's excitement. I took care of myself. "Before you open the door, the door is locked. After you open the door and see the body, I didn’t enter the room at all, and I was so scared that I fell down in the hallway.” He shrugged. “When we arrived at the scene, the windows in the room were all locked from the inside. There was no other exit. The murderer had the key. You...who is it?" He deliberately said, "I see... you kill first, then lock the room, go out and deal with the weapon and wash away the blood on your hand, then fold back. The finder who pretends to be a corpse, to elute the suspect."

"You...you are totally nonsense!" Carol couldn’t say anything, "Why should I kill my husband?"

"Is it motivated... I think it’s because of love and hate..." Feng Shi raised the booklet on his hand and waved it gently. "According to the question asked by Mark police officer... You and Dennis have no children. ,is it?"

"Yes! What about it! Is it illegal to break the law?" Carol asked.

"A couple of forty-year-old couples, the man's family is well-off, and the woman's family is more financially rich. Without any pressure from life, if the husband and wife are in love, why are there no children..." I don't know how to read, " Although it doesn't break the law...but it's very strange, don't you think?"

"This is our private matter!" Carol said angrily.

"Private privately... Oh..." I couldn’t help but continue without saying anything, "Then my outsider can’t help but guess it down... your husband, like you love him... love you. Hey, do you still have any other purpose? You know, although Lovecraft is a rich man in the eyes of ordinary people, but compared with your family..."