Police Detective

Bai Song was very strong, and after less than a minute of tug-of-war with the fish, he followed the fish's strength and dragged the fish out of the water.

"Wow, it's so big!" Zhou Xuan was a little surprised. The fish weighed at least five kilograms.

The fish rolled and plunged into the water. Bai Song was also afraid that the fishing rod would break if he yanked it, so he and the fish started to see each other. After a while, the fish surfaced again. At this time, Zheng Chaopei, who was waiting here, was holding a big net. The fish was caught in one fell swoop.

The Xingkai Lake bream, also known as the white fish, is a ferocious freshwater fish with a long body and flat sides. The meat is extremely tender and delicious. This one weighs five or six kilograms.

"Okay, you are awesome." Zhou Xuan also raised her thumb.

"Haha, ok, ok." Zheng Chaopei was very happy and asked the waiter to take the fish away and make it into the main dish later. "You can catch this kind of fish with dough. How lucky are you? This fish eats meat, right?"

"Luck, luck." Bai Song smiled happily.

When Bai Song lowered his pole again, although he was excited, his temper had calmed down a lot. No one caught any fish just now, maybe it was because this Xingkai Lake fish was nearby and all the fish were gone.

Fishing can only be fun if you calm down, otherwise, it is just a waste of time.

Does fishing look good? certainly. Even the best anglers have to admit that luck matters sometimes.

Fishing is sometimes similar to handling cases, both relying on time and technology to increase the probability of completing the result. Putting this mentality on work, Bai Song began to think about the case again.

There was a fish. Bai Song was stunned and raised his pole. I didn't bite, I just got distracted and missed the best time to lift the pole.

Not long after, Lin Yu, Li Zheng and others all arrived. They all worked in Shangjing City and had gotten together several times in the past few months. So when they saw Bai Song coming from afar, they were very happy and came forward to hug him. .

Almost half of the people came, and Bai Song and others stopped fishing. Seeing these old classmates, Bai Song began to talk about his great achievements in catching a big fish, and everyone was happy.

Except for a few of Zheng Chaopei's colleagues, Bai Song basically knew everyone who came, but the people who came were all young people, so sophisticated. It was a Chinese-style party. When everyone was happy, they also made it nondescript, and served Western food and wine.

Among Zheng Chaopei's colleagues, there was a very beautiful policewoman named Yang Meile, a policewoman. Bai Song glanced at Zheng Chaopei, hummed in his heart, and understood.

Seeing that Zheng Chaopei is doing well now, listening to Lin Yu bragging, listening to Li Zhengfa complaining, and Zhou Xuan chatting for a while, it seems like he has returned to his student days.

Bai Song came to Beijing this time. In addition to attending this party, he also planned to go back to school tomorrow. He had asked his junior brother, and there happened to be Professor Li's class tomorrow, which was in a lecture theater, and he planned to attend it.

Bai Song is not a student majoring in criminology, but when he was in school, he always took Professor Li's criminal psychology courses as long as the courses did not conflict with each other. Now that he has graduated, if he has the chance to come back, he still has to go back to school and listen to this class.

The party was very happy, and Bai Song found a place to stay by himself that night and did not go to Zheng Chaopei's place. Zheng Chaopei originally asked Bai Song to go over, but everyone was drinking too. Bai Song didn't want to trouble his classmates, so he found a small hotel close to the school and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Bai Song had breakfast at a fast food restaurant near the school. This is the place where I have stayed for four years. Every plant and tree is very familiar. Bai Song stood at the school gate, looking at the school gate in a daze.

"You are indeed here." A girl's voice came from behind Bai Song.

Bai Song's heart trembled. He knew who it was without looking back.

"Why are you free to come here today?" Bai Song turned around and said with a smile.

"No class, come and listen to Professor Li's class." Zhao Xinqiao's words were hard to find fault with.

"What a coincidence, let's come together." Bai Song invited.

"Yeah, together."

After speaking to the former captain, the two entered the school gate. The Police College is still very strict, and it is not easy for outsiders to enter.

Walking on the campus, Bai Song didn't know what to say. No one said a word until he reached the lecture theater.

"Class starts in half an hour." Bai Song looked at his watch and muttered.

"Let's go and walk around the campus." Zhao Xinqiao smiled sweetly.

"OK."

Like-minded people always have a common language, as is the case with Bai Song and Zhao Xinqiao. But Bai Song prefers to play, move, and travel around the country, while Zhao Xinqiao likes quietness. What she likes most is staying in the library for a whole day, which is rare in an environment like the police academy. Bai Song has a strong ability to research various cases and criminal behaviors, while Zhao Xinqiao is more of a thirst for knowledge.

"What cases have you been busy with lately?"

"Well, there is a case of mutilation." Bai Song replied. The current investigation of this case is classified, but that does not mean that the entire case is classified. In fact, as soon as the case was discovered, the Public Security Bureau made a police report, but the impact was not that big, and not many people knew about it. , after all, self-media is not that developed at the moment.

"Oh? Is it the project you were on a business trip for? It sounds very interesting." Zhao Xinqiao said with interest.

"Yeah." Bai Song understood that Zhao Xinqiao's interest was not curiosity, so he talked to her about some information that was already public and not confidential.

"According to what you said, this is also a serious violent crime." Zhao Xinqiao pondered for a while: "I don't know anything else, but from a criminal psychology perspective, if this kind of serious violent crime is cruel, let me kill someone. If a criminal creates a psychological profile of a criminal, then this person's cruel methods are likely to come from early psychological trauma."

Bai Song chatted with Zhao Xinqiao with great interest. Although Zhao Xinqiao had no experience in handling cases, he was extremely intelligent and had unique insights. After a while, half an hour passed.

When I was at the police academy, all the students were in uniform. This season was spring and autumn, so the few people in casual clothes at the back of the classroom were quite conspicuous. But Professor Li's class was like this, and there were always people observing. Yes, this is normal.

Zhao Xinqiao came often, and Professor Li also knew Bai Song. When Bai Song was in school, he always stood up and asked questions, which left a deep impression on the teacher.

However, many junior brothers felt uncomfortable at this time. Zhao Xinqiao is a goddess recognized by the juniors. Every time she comes here, she is alone.

The police academy prohibits long hair. Zhao Xinqiao's hair was not cut short after graduation and now hangs down on her shoulders. When it comes to a person's beauty, skin, contours, figure, etc. are all measures, but nothing can compare with a pair of eyes that can see through the beauty.

Like autumn water, like pearls, like a handful of broken stars found after searching all over the Milky Way, he kissed her eyes.