Twenty minutes later, in the study.
Feng Bujue was sitting behind the desk, casually flipping through the booklet that Officer Mark had used to record statements. Detective Scofield, on the other hand, was sitting on a chair next to the desk.
The two of them had "commandeered" the room and were ready to interrogate the suspects one by one.
"Based on the confirmed criminal evidence and relevant information in this case, we can try to make a logical depiction and judgment of the perpetrator's criminal psychology. From collecting information, to inductive analysis, and then to inferring the results, these three steps are the basic steps. Specifically, we use the deduction method … "Feng Bujue was explaining (showing off) the theory of criminal psychology to Scofield with great interest.
"Oh! Deduction method! I've heard of it before. " Scofield finally understood the concept. He continued, "Is it a concept from the novel 'Sherlock Holmes'?"
"No, 'deduction method' is just a saying. This word can have many meanings." Feng Bujue shook his head. "In this case, we don't need to use the deduction method of Sherlock Holmes, but the deduction method of the so-called 'Criminal Psychological Profiling'."
"Uh … What's that?" Scofield asked.
"Inferring the psychological characteristics of the criminal, and then outlining some of his or her physiological characteristics, personality traits, daily habits, and so on, so as to reduce the number of suspects and narrow down the scope of suspects." Feng Bujue explained, "This isn't strictly a science, but it is a very advanced detective concept." He licked his lips. "The deduction method in Criminal Psychological Profiling is divided into two steps. The first step is to communicate with the suspect to obtain the main evidence. These evidence can be the elements of behavior, or the elements of criminal psychology. The second step is to start from the general principles of criminal psychology, evidence technology, investigation, and so on, associate the criminal behavior or criminal psychology with a specific suspect, and draw a portrait conclusion.
Of course, there are more than ten key points in the specific steps of the portrait, so I won't go into detail. I can't finish it in a short time. Anyway … I think … in ten years, these courses will be included in the curriculum of the police academy … In the future, it will be the world of academics, and those who can write reports will be promoted faster. "
Thump thump —
Just as Feng Bujue was getting further and further away from the topic, there was a knock on the door. Officer Deng Pudi stood outside the door and said, "Mrs. Carol is here, sir."
Scofield and Brother Jue looked at each other, and Brother Jue quickly nodded. Scofield then turned around and shouted, "Let her in."
The door opened and Mrs. Carol walked in. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her tears had yet to dry. More than half of the expensive makeup on her face had been wiped away by her handkerchief. Her face, which was not considered pretty, now looked even more haggard.
"I'm sorry to disturb you at a time like this." When Feng Bujue spoke, Dempsey had already closed the door behind Caroline from outside the study.
Carol replied, "It's okay … You're just doing your duty." Her voice was low and slightly hoarse, a side effect of crying for a long time.
"Hmm … Please take a seat." Feng Bujue gestured to the seat opposite him.
Scofield stepped forward and held the chair for the lady so that she could sit down.
"Thank you," Carol said softly to the detective and sat down in the seat facing Feng Bujue.
"I'll get straight to the point." As soon as she sat down, Feng Bujue said, "The murderer is someone in this villa, right between us."
Carol was mentally prepared for this. No matter how sad she was, she could have guessed something so obvious.
"Who … is it?" Carol asked with a trembling voice.
"I did think of some hypotheses," Feng Bujue said, "But before I'm completely sure, I want to hear your opinion first."
"Me?" Carol was puzzled.
"Yes," Feng Bujue said, "I want to ask you, who do you think the murderer is?"
Carol's eyes flickered. She was obviously thinking about something, but she still replied, "I … I don't know … Why are you asking me?"
"Haha …" Feng Bujue smiled. "Since you don't want to say, I'll explain my deduction." He leaned back in his chair and said in a relaxed tone, "I think … the person who killed Denis Lovecraft is you, Ms. Carol."
"What?!" Carol was shocked and angry, and her voice rose unconsciously. "How dare you say that! I love my husband so much! My heart is about to break when he's dead, and you accuse me of being the murderer! "
"According to your testimony …" Feng Bujue wasn't affected by the other party's agitated attitude at all. He continued, "Before you opened the door, the door was locked. After you opened the door and saw the body, you didn't even enter the room. You were so scared that you collapsed in the corridor. " He shrugged. "But when we arrived at the scene, all the windows in the room were locked from the inside, and there was no other exit. Who else could the murderer be other than you, who had the key?" He deliberately made up a story. "I think … you killed the person first, then locked the room. You went out to dispose of the murder weapon and wash the blood off your hands. Then, you came back and pretended to be the one who found the corpse, so that you could clear your name."
"You … You're talking nonsense!" Carol was so angry that she couldn't speak properly. "Why would I kill my husband?"
"Motive … I think it's because of love …" Feng Bujue raised the booklet in his hand and waved it gently. "According to Officer Mark's inquiry … You and Denis didn't have a child, right?"
"Yes! So what? Is that against the law? "Caroline countered with a question.
"A couple in their forties. The man's family was well-off, and the woman's family was rich and powerful. Under the premise of no pressure in life, if the couple loved each other, why didn't they have children? "Feng Bujue murmured." Although it's not illegal … it's very strange, don't you think so? "
"This is our private matter!" Carol said angrily.
"Personal matters … Hah …" Feng Bujue continued as if nothing had happened. "Then, as an outsider, I can't help but continue to make wild guesses … Your husband, does he love you as much as you love him? Does he have any other motives for marrying you? As you know, although the Lovecraft family is already considered rich in the eyes of ordinary people, compared to your family … "
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