I'm a criminal profiler, professional lie detector, and amateur romancer
When I was twenty-six years old, I set a rule for myself: I would never fall in love with a colleague.
When I was twenty-seven, I broke this rule - my boyfriend was a criminal police captain, and he was hanging out under my nose every day. I just endured it for two years without being discovered.
I thought this was the biggest secret of my career
Until early this morning, a female body was fished out from the river embankment in the south of the city. The deceased was a college senior I hadn't seen in ten years. She was holding a badge with my name engraved on it in her hand.
I squatted next to the body and watched it for three minutes
Then I discovered four things:
First, my current boyfriend was in the same club as me ten years ago and he never mentioned it.
Second, my ex-forensic boyfriend was suddenly transferred to the city bureau two years ago, and he never said why.
Third, every time my psychologist performs a memory review on me, he will suddenly stop at a certain point. He said this is a "therapeutic need."
Fourth, my blind date who writes suspense novels published a new book three months ago. The serial killer's methods of committing crimes in the book are exactly the same as the corpse this morning.
Every one of them seemed to be on my side.
Each of them is hiding something too.
I was sitting in the office, rice cakes stepped on my keyboard, and a line of words popped up on the screen:
"Who do you choose to start investigating?"
I chose Gu Yiyan.
Because he is my boyfriend. Because when he called me this morning, his voice was very low.
Because at 3:17 in the morning, before I arrived at the river embankment, he had been at the scene for at least forty minutes.
He told me it was a "routine patrol."
He stopped patrolling three years ago.
I'm a profiler.
I don't believe in coincidence
