Chapter 10, Amber II

Exciting ... . ... Jiang Hu actually wanted to ask what this adjective means, but after glancing at the serious-looking Shen Yexi, he instinctively felt that it might not be appropriate to ask, so he swallowed the question back—unexpectedly, this forensic expert spoke quite trendily.

Relying on the construction site offers no other benefits; one is either eating dust or enduring noise, a dual "feast" for the senses of taste and hearing. Jiang Hu pressed his ear and frowned as he glanced at the construction site not far away.

A troubling thought suddenly flashed through his mind, causing his complexion to change. He took out his phone and called An Yining: "Yining, are all the missing persons photos you brought submerged in glass jars?"

His question came unexpectedly, and Jiang Hu paused for a moment: "Everyone's work-related psychological pressure is too great. Initiating psychological intervention is one aspect, but on the other hand, Mo Ju won't let me speak."

He let out a dry laugh and said, "I truly do not know..."

The only good thing about Jianghu is its tranquility

The old forensic doctor noticed that the young man's expression was calm and unresponsive, and thought he was composed, which made him even more appreciative. He then opened up the conversation: "A few years ago, when we caught that Amber Killer, I was the one who examined the body. I thought that executing that lunatic would put an end to it, but look, just a few years later, here we have another one. Tell me, how does this kind of perversion spread?"

Shen Yexi almost choked on his saliva—this gentleman, you really have a carefree attitude

Jiang Hu was taken aback, raising his head to see the female corpse floating in formalin. After a long time, it indeed looked somewhat unsettling. Jiang Hu stared for a long while before shaking his head, as if trying to shake something out of his mind. Shen Yexi then asked him: "What's wrong, feeling nauseous?"

Jiang Hu remained silent and did not speak

Jiang Hu thought that it was quite impolite for the old man to speak alone without anyone responding. However, he was at a loss for words on how to reply, as the other party was clearly talking to himself. After some contemplation, he managed to come up with a line: "Well... the new waves push the old waves forward, right?"

Is the police force going to be transformed into a detective team, searching everywhere for bodies encased in glass jars? Amber No. 2, are you by any chance a rabbit? How many burrows do you have? An Yining, having hung up the phone, shivered at her own extraordinary ability to make such associations

What is the matter

The old forensic doctor laughed while holding his belly, thinking about the young man who wore black-framed glasses and spoke with a hint of mischief, especially when he delivered his words in that particularly slow and leisurely tone. If he were to perform a short comedic skit, he would undoubtedly be the perfect choice for the final line accompanied by the gong.

Immediately consider all individuals who have been reported missing in the past month and a half; this location should be a hideout abandoned by the murderer, and I believe there should be more.

Meanwhile, Jiang Hu was secretly assessing this person. Shen Yexi was one of the most difficult individuals he had encountered to deceive, a smiling tiger with a cheerful demeanor, yet possessing depths comparable to Mo Ju. What was even more annoying was his keen sensitivity and insight; he could deduce three, four, five, or six possibilities from even the slightest hint.

He waved his hand to beckon Jiang Hu over and gently tapped the large glass tank, asking, "How is it? What do you feel?"

An Yining was momentarily taken aback: "Indeed."

Although it was originally the case, being so openly stated by the other party made Shen Yexi admit that he felt somewhat uncomfortable. No wonder people who speak the truth are often not well-liked in this world. Furthermore, Shen Yexi believed that he had been quite polite regarding this doctor with a fluctuating IQ and EQ, who occasionally acted foolishly. Why then did he not trust him?

Jiang Hu spoke in a soft tone: "Look at their expressions, they seem to be asleep—actually, yesterday besides watching 'Beauty and the Beast', I also watched 'Sleeping Beauty' and 'Bluebeard', and I feel that fairy tales can sometimes be quite sinister..."

Upon entering the warehouse, several detectives conducting on-site investigations were already examining the scene and organizing evidence. The body, encased in a large glass container, remained undisturbed. After all, this case is likely connected to the Amber Killer case from three years ago. The forensic expert stood nearby, eagerly observing the body through the glass cover.

The atmosphere became subtly tense, and neither of the two said anything until they got out of the car

Jiang Hu looked at him with a sense of entanglement and could only nod her head

This is indeed an old warehouse adjacent to a construction site, which has already been cordoned off by the police. The construction site has only recently emerged in the past month and a half, clearly an unexpected development for the perpetrator

Jiang Hu's proficiency in Chinese is limited to everyday conversations in modern Chinese and some vocabulary in his professional field. He has only a superficial understanding of commonly used four-character idioms. As for classical literature and dialects, he is basically completely ignorant. "When Mount Tai collapses before one, yet the spirit remains unmoved," he repeated this phrase in his mind a couple of times. In the context of forensic science, it should be a compliment to his composure, but just hearing this phrase feels somewhat like... it feels somewhat like an accusation of his slow reaction.

Shen Yexi had excellent hearing and tragically heard every word without missing a beat. He turned his head to glance at Jiang Hu, and that gaze, even from a distance, conveyed his deep sorrow and anguish—this calamity, was it purely a spectacle for all to see?

Shen Yexi raised an eyebrow, smiled, and once again employed his seemingly inscrutable strategy of "keeping people hanging," refraining from actively asking anything further

However, Jianghu ... ...

Unfortunately, Shen Yexi is not Yang Man, and her cute points are not so easily touched. In this situation, which seems like he is bullying a child all by himself, that certain someone feels not the slightest sense of guilt

Shen Yexi's heart skipped a beat, feeling as if all the secrets in his heart were laid bare. He did not know why, but for that brief moment, he actually felt that the person beside him was very... dangerous

Jiang Hu let out a sigh, his brows furrowing unusually, and then he relaxed his body against the car seat back: "If you do not trust me, even if there is really a problem, you would not let me treat it, so I do not want to care anymore"

If you place him there, he will definitely remain silent without asking a word. I really don't understand how someone with such a personality can be a psychologist. Could it be that in the clinic, he just stares blankly at the patients? Moreover, he does whatever he is told without showing much willingness or unwillingness to come. Wherever he is asked to go, he just follows along without questioning why, completely going with the flow.

Shen Yexi nodded slightly; he also felt that the expression on the corpse was somewhat off. Following Jiang Hu's gaze, he looked over. The faces of those female corpses were actually quite difficult to distinguish, but upon closer inspection, one could still perceive a sense of tranquility and serenity, as if they were... asleep

Shen Yexi felt that it would be better to speak directly to Jiang Hu, as any slight circumlocution might lead to misinterpretation: "Xiao Jiang, given your background, coming to the bureau as a criminal investigation consultant or participating in some training to become a criminal police officer would be quite good. Why must you insist on becoming a psychologist?"

This inexplicable feeling, he had only experienced it with one person, that is, Director Mo's scholarly lover, An Jie. After gradually becoming familiar with the latter's background, he vaguely guessed some things.

"Alright, I understand what PTSD is, one of the prevalent psychological disorders in our line of work." Shen Yexi was momentarily taken aback, not expecting Jiang Hu to actually tell him this, which made him even more perplexed about the person beside him. "Did Director Mo not say you shouldn't tell me?"

It is truly annoying to deal with someone who sees through everything. Jiang Hu felt a hint of emotion for the first time. Initially, he intended to brush it off in his usual straightforward manner, but unexpectedly, in less than a month of interacting with Shen Yexi, this person seemed to have thoroughly understood his way of thinking and speaking.

In recent days, he has been pondering what exactly the term "Mo Ju" means. Why would they assign such a criminal psychology expert to the bureau, allowing him to engage in fieldwork and even providing him with a firearm, yet remain so hesitant to speak plainly? Why must they resort to such a clumsy title as "Initiation of Psychological Intervention Measures for Bureau Employees' Welfare"?

On one hand, you are hindered by Director Mo, feeling the need to trust his judgment, while on the other hand, you are constantly probing and speculating about my purpose for coming to the bureau. It has been a month, hasn't it?" Jiang Hu interrupted him with a leisurely tone, his demeanor unremarkable, making it difficult to discern whether he was angry or upset. However, Shen Yexi could assure with certainty that in that fleeting moment, he caught a glimpse of a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown on the young man's face, only for it to vanish in the blink of an eye, leaving behind the same demeanor of someone who takes everything for granted and speaks the truth without reservation.

You possess a remarkable ability for inductive reasoning and uncovering potential meanings, yet it is not necessary for you to articulate it

The forensic expert glanced at him and said, "Alright, young man, as a newcomer, you are following Team Leader Shen into such an intense crime scene. You seem to have no adverse reactions, your psychological quality is quite good"

No, "Jiang Hu frowned, thinking painfully for a moment, then glanced at Shen Yexi beside him, and still decided to share his own disgust. Everyone's disgust is the real disgust. "I remember the case of the Amber Killer three years ago, where the media revealed a lot of inside information. It is said that those victims were cut open while still alive, which is why their expressions were so terrified."

Shen Yexi recalled that amber killer, clearly a perverted psychopath, always thinking of himself as some kind of so-called artist. If it were that person, he would likely wish to place his collection in a remote location, a place where ordinary people would not disturb it

It is truly, indeed a headache. Shen Yexi shook his head and continued to interrogate: "Is it that you are not allowed to speak to me, or are you not allowed to speak to everyone?"

He looked a bit awkwardly at the old forensic expert and said, "Thank you, but if Mount Tai were to collapse before me and I remained expressionless, it might mean that I have fainted"

This was the first time he remained silent when asked in front of Shen Yexi. Shen Yexi glanced at him and noticed that Jiang Hu's expression was somewhat conflicted, so he smiled and said, "Is it that you are not allowed to speak to me?"

The forensic expert is an old man, his sideburns already gray, quite familiar and casual, looking at Jiang Hu: "Are you new here?"

The old forensic doctor found him amusing: "Indeed, the previous generation has already perished on the beach—this young man is quite humorous. Well, I must say, at such a young age, he truly embodies the spirit of remaining unperturbed in the face of great adversity. He should learn well from Captain Shen; he has a bright future ahead.

Shen Yexi frowned; the sensationalism surrounding the Amber Killer was largely due to his brutal method of eviscerating victims. The collection featured such an extreme expression of terror... At the time, criminal psychologists explained that the victim's fear could provide him with a powerful and intense sense of self, but this...

Jiang Hu nodded slightly

After some thought, Jiang Hu decided to take the initiative to confess. He said: "After the last case of 725, your partner was killed in action, and Director Mo suspects that you have developed PTSD, so he asked me to pay special attention to you. Well, PTSD stands for Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, which is a type of ... ... (Note)"

Jiang Hu also stood beside the forensic expert, observing the corpse