On the roof of the abandoned factory building, he squatted alone on weekends and thought attentively. He didn't even notice that the clouds blocked the sun above his head, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a shadow.

The roof edge of this old factory building has no protective measures, no guardrails, and no cement-built building. The flat edge area makes the person who is not afraid of heights on weekends will feel a little panic when standing there, and will involuntarily lower the center of gravity. In other words, in this case, even if the murderer threatens Preston to jump down, as long as the standing distance is close enough, Preston may let the other party die with him.

Is the murderer so careless?

Judging from the Justin case, this guy who has done everything in the system always stepped on the other party’s psychological barrier and forced the other party to submit with absolute crushing. How could he make such a low-level mistake?

"Zhou, do you think that guy is likely to force the other person to jump down with a gun?" Dylan said, standing behind the weekend.

He shook his head and looked into the distance and said, "Preston is a policeman. He knows that once the other party chooses to shoot, he will definitely leave clues. At this time, jumping down will be dead, and not jumping down will be dead. The difference is that the police will have greater confidence to catch him. If you were Preston, what would you choose?"

"Then let him shoot me in the chest." Dylan curled his lips.

"He doesn't have a gun." The weekend denied Dylan's inference and explained: "The murderer wants to use a gun and doesn't have to carry Preston to the roof."

With a gun, all this can be done in any deserted place. As long as the murderer leaves a bullet in the gun and handes the gun to Preston, letting the other party choose to kill the murderer or kill him even though he knows that he has been poisoned? It is also a bet on life. To kill the murderer, Preston will suffer from the pain of poisoning. People have no dignity in pain. If this gun can be stuffed into his hands at the most painful time, the murderer can watch the black man break himself up with his own hands in the dilemma that he can't bear.

Is it necessary to go upstairs? Isn’t it tired to carry such a black man?

"Zhou, although I didn't go to the hut in the forest, I also heard about your analysis of the murderer on the scene. If this case was also done by the murderer of the police case. How could he complete the steps of betting on life with Preston? Isn't this the biggest source of satisfaction and accomplishment of the murderer? I will never bring Preston here, just to say 'hey-there', right?" Dylan felt that his IQ was not enough. Judging from the danger level on the scene, this case was not a model that should be bet on life. At least the murderer was not 100% sure to win.

Anyone Preston felt harsh. There should be two corpses downstairs!

Generally, at this time, the weekend will always give an incredible conclusion from an extraordinary perspective. The case often takes a very big turn at this moment. But this time, I stood up on the weekend, turned around and showed a calm smile, and simply admitted to the timid: "I have to think about it, I have to say, this guy stumped me."

When Dylan looked at the weekend in surprise, his eyes almost popped out. He was an old man from the Homicide Department. In the time of Asia, he was a capable man in the Homicide Department. The appearance of the weekend made Dylan understand one thing, that is, some people should be born to do this job, but unexpectedly, today, such people actually admitted that they were stumped...

"Zhou, I seemed to hear you say..."

Before he finished speaking on the weekend, he walked over and hugged Dylan's arm and said, "I'm not a God."

In fact, he wanted to say, 'No one is a god'.

Dylan sighed, "Okay, let's say something else, Zhou, do you think Preston is a black policeman?"

"What do you think?" and Dylan added as he walked downstairs on the weekend: "No one of his capable players, Wood and others, was clean. Matthew took him off the position of the Western Conference Poss because of his ability problems. In this case, Preston seemed to have not fallen into the 'mid-life crisis' and was in the mood to play golf. Then do you think he is a black policeman?"

"Then why didn't this murderer just report these black police officers and instead wanted to kill people?" Dylan asked: "Is the crime of the black police officer a crime, and isn't his crime?"

Ignoring this answer on the weekend, he was once trapped in this mystery for a long time and could not extricate himself. Now he will never fall into it...

only!

When I was about to leave the roof and was about to walk downstairs, the weekend stopped.

He still didn't analyze what the situation is today, but he overturned the conclusion he had at the Justin case before. Perhaps the murderer was not betting on life with Justin at all.

Will the trap of using violence to defeat violence make the murderer trapped in mud algae like himself?

In this case, is it possible that the murderer will become more and more disgusted with himself without anyone’s guidance?

If he killed these black policemen on the premise of upholding justice, how should he prove the existence of justice from himself when he reflects on himself? He, the murderer, has not been sanctioned, right? At least not now.

Will he wait for the police to crack these cases and arrest himself according to law?

This is not a case that happened within a few months. The duration of this case has spanned more than a year. The results of Tony's investigation record that before he received the "remittance" last year, similar cases had already happened. A high-IQ criminal who had not been caught for so long would still believe that anyone in this world could catch him? If he didn't believe that someone could solve these cases, then the vicious cycle formed in his heart would be completely unsolvable, and the sense of justice that supported him to kill would completely disappear. Once this psychological framework collapses...

"I see."

Standing on the rooftop over the weekend, he said: "The murderer's psychological balance is already in a state of complete imbalance, otherwise these cases would not appear one by one; he is not betting on life with Justin. He is using 'two-way trial' to repair the psychological framework. Only in this way can he not fall into complete madness."

On the weekend, I was very sure that this guy was a super serial killer with "permanent" - perverted - experience. He developed a simple killing method, but this practical operation ability can only deal with the police's investigation but cannot resist the suppression of his inner "superele". So Justin's death appeared. When the murderer asked Justin to choose to kill him or save him, he handed over the sins on his body to fate for trial. If he deserves to die, Justin would definitely not save him. If he shouldn't die, then Justin's death is a choice of fate, proving that people like him need to maintain "justice".

This bastard has become a sperm and has found a way to help him with psychological counseling without anyone helping him. As long as his IQ can crush the dead, he can deceive himself, thinking that fate has made a choice, just like everyone once thought he was the best and used it to deceive himself for decades.

He murmured to himself at the weekend: "Who am I facing?"
Chapter completed!