The Old Gods Are Whispering

Of course, Gu Jianlin's profile was more than that.

For example, when he finished the preliminary profile and went to see the woman, he actually saw a hot and sexy pole dancer, as well as the colorful lights in the nightclub, the excited and cheering audience, and even Hear upbeat music.

Innumerable clues form a phantom of the past.

He is like a ghostly spectator, quietly sneaking into a person's past and peeking into her life.

It seems unreal, but so real.

This is the truest look of this woman.

24 years old, pole dancer.

Well married.

Dad once said that as long as anyone exists, they will leave traces.

These traces are put together to form another face of a person, and also his truest appearance, as if naked.

If Gu Jianlin continued to observe, he could get a more complete profile.

It's a pity that he couldn't explain the picture he saw to others.

——Because this is a scene he imagined based on clues and a strong sixth sense, and it can easily be regarded as a hallucination.

No one would believe him when he said it, but it would make people think of him as crazy.

"Little Gu, are you hallucinating again?"

Zhou Ze's words interrupted the boy's thinking.

Just as Gu Jianlin came back to his senses, the wind and rain fell on his body again, bringing a slight chill.

The colorful nightclubs disappeared, the poles and women on the stage, and the audience in the audience all disappeared without a trace.

The woman in front of the tombstone is still crying, 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, but they are all dedicated and reliable public officials, and they are so busy at work, it is really caring to be able to spare time to worship.

"Is it really a hallucination?"

Zhou Ze looked at him suspiciously, and reminded: "You must listen to the doctor and take your medicine on time. These post-traumatic stress syndrome is not a trivial matter... After all, the college entrance examination is only two months away."

"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 towel, wipe the tombstone, and change the subject.

The gap between people is sometimes bigger than that between people and pigs.

They are all human beings, and the profile of my father is authority and an important reference for helping to solve the case.

And the son's profile is post-traumatic stress, and he will only be advised to see a doctor.

Dad is a psychology major, an honorary professor of Fengcheng University, and a profiler specially hired by the police station. The most proud thing in his life is probably his achievements in special fields.

Back then, this man fired the first shot by relying on his profile. He helped the police solve several major cases right after graduating from university. It is said that even if it is a crime scene that has been deliberately covered up, he can restore it alone, simulating the logic of the murderer's behavior. Sometimes, without the help of a forensic doctor, just looking at the body can tell the cause of death and recent experiences of the deceased.

The most outrageous rumors are that Dad can get close to the murderer by talking to the corpse and imagining himself as the dead.

Gu Jianlin thought this was cool when he was a child, and he pestered his father to let him teach him, but he didn't know if it was because he was too stupid, until his father passed away, he couldn't learn to profile.

However, since he experienced the car accident four months ago, he can suddenly do it.

From then on, the real world appeared in detail before his eyes.

At first, Gu Jianlin thought that the brain was injured in a car accident, and the evolution of the brain was stimulated by accident. However, after he said this idea, the adults suggested that he go to the psychiatrist to have a look at his brain.

Gu Jianlin didn't know if his father would have that immersive, hallucinatory picture when he used profile.

He always felt that the car accident caused some kind of mutation in his brain.

Along with it, his profiling ability was strengthened.

——He didn't know how to explain it to others, let alone how to name this ability, so let's call it profiling.

"Okay, I still have a case to deal with here, so I have to go first."

Zhou Ze was silent for a while, then said: "Don't think too much about your father, I know you have tried your best. But people, you have to learn to look forward. The case will be closed tomorrow, remember to come to the Public Security Department and sign gone."

Gu Jianlin wiped the tombstone for a while, and then wiped harder: "Got it, Uncle Zhou."

Zhou Ze was a little surprised, he didn't expect the boy to be so straightforward this time, and asked again: "Shall I drive you back?"

"No thanks."

Gu Jianlin raised his smile and said, "Home isn't far away, I'll take a stroll and go back, just to relax."

The polished tombstone reflected the pale and powerless profile of the young man.

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A black Mercedes-Benz is driving on a foggy road.

"It's not easy for this kid."

Driving the car, the young detective sighed with emotion: "I feel like he's almost unable to hold on, 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 released from the hospital, he ran to our police station every three days. According to the teacher at the school, he still escaped through the wall. The wall was three and a half meters long, and I struggled to climb it."

Xiao Zhang shrugged and muttered, "How can it be the same? At that time, he was still hanging on his breath. But looking at him today, his mental state is much more stable than before."

Sitting on the back seat of the car, Zhou Ze closed his eyes and meditated, sighing.

"The child's parents divorced when he was very young, and he has been living with your Professor Gu since he was a child. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen? However, it is lucky that the child survived such a serious car accident."

He took a tablet out of his briefcase and clicked on a picture.

It was the scene of a car accident on the highway, when a large truck collided with a car, the latter almost collapsed and emitting 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?"

"My father came back from a business trip overseas that day and said he would take me back to my hometown for the New Year."

"And then? What do you remember?"

"Well... Dad was in a hurry that day. It seemed that there was something wrong. I remember we got on the highway."

"Then you collided with that truck and had an accident."

"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 video. The truck driver also died on the spot."

"No, there is really someone, I must have seen it. Believe me, there is really someone else."

"But……"

"Please believe me! I can profile! I can draw that person's face!"

In the final video, the moment when the boy suddenly growled, he looked like a violent little beast.

Zhou Ze's impression of this child has always been polite, gentle and calm.

Never seen him so groggy.

Perhaps in losing the most important thing, everyone becomes less like himself.

"Since he is willing to come to the Public Security Department to confirm his signature, he must have accepted the reality, right? At the beginning, the doctor said that he imagined a murderer because he didn't want to believe that his father was dead." Xiao Zhang said casually while driving the car.

"But I'm a little curious, what exactly did he profile? What if it's true?" another detective said.

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 was a distorted deformity drawn with colored pencils.

It wasn't even a human, but a strange bird with nine heads, and on each bird head was a hideous human face.

Zhou Ze checked this thing afterwards. It comes from the "Shan Hai Jing", and it has names like ghost cars, ghost birds, and nine-headed birds.

Of course, the ghost cars in serious fairy tales don't have human faces on their bird heads.

Based on this consideration, he can only understand that the child really has post-traumatic stress disorder.

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Gu Jianlin actually doesn't like to come to a place like the cemetery, because there are too many people who don't appear to be what they appear to be.

Holding an umbrella and carrying his own suitcase, he passed by many people.

The cemetery disappeared and was replaced by various scenes, including a sleepy programmer lying on the computer desk, a musician crying in front of the piano, and a smiling babysitter in front of the old man's hospital bed.

Some people look sad, but in fact they look happy, and some people look calm, but their hearts have already broken down and cried.

Profile is a good thing, but sometimes it may not be a good thing to see too thoroughly.

The woman who was crying so heartbreakingly in front of the tombstone came out of the public toilet, she had already finished her makeup at some point, and said cheerfully with her mobile phone: "Honey, I just attended the funeral of that dead old man, when I get my share With that inheritance, we'll have money."

Gu Jianlin glanced at her, then looked away.

Since he learned to profile, he hasn't missed even one time until now, but no one believes him.

After the car accident, when he woke up, two months had passed, the investigation of the case was almost over, and his father's funeral was all over, but he didn't know anything about it.

During this period of time, he has been running around for his father's affairs. He can accept death, but he understands that he must die.

So he ignored the dissuasion of the doctor and his mother, and went to the Public Security Department over and over 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 delivery truck hit him head-on. His last memory seemed to be that his father pulled off his seat belt and hugged him.

With a loud bang, his life was shattered.

Thinking of that moment again, I still tremble with fear.

But when he thought of the sense of security that his father had protected him in his arms, he felt a lot more at ease.

Only at the moment when he finally lost consciousness, he really saw a person standing in front of him.

Later, Gu Jianlin profiled that person's face.

A terrifying, monstrous face.

However, the ironclad fact is that the surveillance video at the scene did not capture the existence of the fourth person.

Just the truck driver and Dad, and him.

In the end, the accident was defined as an accidental car accident, and the coffin was sealed.

Gu Jianlin, the new profiler's judgment, also fell into the ground along with his unlucky father.

In fact, until now, after Gu Jianlin had recovered from the initial grief of losing his loved ones and regained some sanity, he began to wonder if his profile was wrong, because he was indeed seriously injured at the beginning.

In that case, what he saw could really be a hallucination.

At the beginning, everyone thought that Professor Gu's son might really have some talent in profiling, but the result was jaw-dropping.

During the recent period, people in the police station have been saying openly and secretly: Make more money!

So much so that Gu Jianlin himself felt very lucrative.

Really bad.

Of course, this is not the worst.

Because he will 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 becoming an adult, and now that his father was gone, his mother naturally became his new guardian and took him to live in his new home.

But the problem is that my mother has formed a new family five years ago and is living happily.

Gu Jianlin didn't want to ruin his mother's new life because of himself, but he couldn't stand this woman. In the end, he moved into his new home with big 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 town, it is also a high-quality location near the sea. The house price is now more than 60,000 yuan 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 is on the first floor with a yard.

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 the mother has two more daughters.

One is not dear.

The other one is not dear either.

At this time, Gu Jianlin's phone vibrated slightly, and another WeChat message came in.

Su Youzhu: "Go home early after paying Uncle Gu's grave, and don't run around. Mom asked me to make breakfast for you, put it in the microwave oven, and heat it up for two minutes. Remember to eat. I have something to do, I have to go out for a while trip."

Gu Jianlin was silent for a second, but he didn't expect this girl to call her mother so easily.

This is the nominal daughter of the mother, the older one is already working, and the younger one goes to the same high school as her.

This text message is small.

Gu Jianlin has been in poor health since he was a child, and he just had a car accident and lost his dependent father. In the eyes of his mother, it was like returning to his baby days. Even the whole family took care of him as a baby. .

This made him very grateful, but also very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a call came in on his mobile phone, and the caller ID was Lao Zhang.

That was the staff of the courier station downstairs in his house.

It's not a new home, but the house I rented with my father before.

"Hello."

Gu Jianlin answered the phone.

"Hello, Xiao Gu?"

Lao Zhang said with a loud voice, "Do you still want your express delivery?"

Gu Jianlin was taken aback: "What express delivery?"

Lao Zhang replied: "Your father's courier has been here for several months, and this time you will be charged!"

Gu Jianlin frowned. In his impression, his father never shopped online.

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