Chapter 213 Analysis
After saying goodbye to the patrol officers he met outside, Yorks officially joined the scene.
Thanks to his unlucky physique, most of the cases he encountered while patrolling required the forensic department to handle, so he also knew the technicians coming in and out.
It can be said that his career as a patrolman allowed him to smoothly enter the profession of detective.
Nodding to the technician who came out, York began to walk into the house.
The oncoming scene was no different from any other crime scene.
Technicians wearing isolation clothing were surveying everywhere, some were taking photos, some were responsible for extracting potential fingerprints. It can be said that they had everything they needed.
Chris was standing in the living room with the relevant report in her hand, and the head of the forensic department was talking to her.
If you really want to find a difference, it's that only he and Chris were wearing casual clothes, which made them look very special.
York calmly took out shoe covers and gloves from his pocket and put them on one by one to avoid leaving any traces of himself that would disrupt the scene.
After walking in, he did not go to the living room, but looked around and went to a room on the right, where the second largest number of forensic officers were located.
When he walked over, York saw a real scene that was completely different from the photo, which was quite shocking to the eyes.
In the dim small room, a boy who was about eight or nine years old was lying on the bed with a bag on his head and his hands and feet tied up.
Yorks walked in expressionlessly, glanced around the room, and then the technician who was surveying the area around the body spoke.
"What was the cause of death of the victim?"
The technician first glanced at the detective certificate on his chest and said, "He was strangled to death. However, he was not strangled to death all at once. Instead, the murderer strangled him several times in a row. He was finally strangled to death on the fourth time."
He said, handing over the clipboard in his hand.
York took a breath. Unlike the first case, the modus operandi had obviously been upgraded.
York took the record board from the technician and looked through it. The cause of death of the victim and the matching photos already appeared on it, which seemed very credible.
As the technician said, there were four very obvious strangulation marks on the victim's neck, with bruises of varying degrees.
Each mark is different, but you can see that there is one that is the lightest, and then it starts to darken until the deepest mark appears.
Just looking at these, York knew that the forensic department's appraisal results were true.
The cruelty of serial crimes usually increases slowly. This is because the murderer's excitement threshold will gradually increase after committing the crime. Therefore, if he wants to continue to get the pleasure he wants, he must come up with new methods.
The murderer in this case satisfied the fear response of the victim by inflicting physical or mental torture on the victim.
The murderer wanted to induce this kind of reaction by strangling the victim again and again. Otherwise, there would be no need for him to do so. He might as well strangle the boy to death at once. After all, the boy was not his target.
Thinking of this, Yorks returned the clipboard to the technician with an expressionless face, then turned and walked towards the third most crowded room.
He did not forget his initial judgment of the murderer, that the murderer's motive was related to sex and was quite special.
Once inside, I saw that there was indeed a second, younger victim, but also a boy, and the way he died was no different from the first.
They were all strangled to death after being strangled several times by the murderer.
After taking a deep breath, Yorks did not find many clues, only the conclusion that the murderer's modus operandi and excitement threshold were increased, and continued to go to the living room.
There, there was a new person next to Chris, Shesky who had just arrived.
York stopped beside the two men and looked at the body lying on the dining table in front of him.
Her clothes were intact and there were no signs of being violated. She looked no different from the boys in the room, except that her hands and feet were still tied and there was a bag on her head.
After just one glance, Yorks withdrew his gaze, knowing that this was probably not the target.
Look at Chris.
"how?"
"Have you looked at two rooms?" Chris's face was extremely gloomy.
York instinctively looked in the direction of the back door, where technicians were coming in and out of the small door next to the corridor.
"After watching it, I can only draw one conclusion: the murderer's methods of committing crimes have begun to escalate, and his excitement threshold is getting higher and higher. If he is allowed to continue to escape justice, the next attack will probably be more brutal than it is now."
Chris silently handed the report in her hand to York and walked towards the back door.
She hasn't watched the last scene yet.
York took a deep breath and looked at the report in his hand. It was no different from the victims in the room.
The dead mother was also not the murderer's target.
These fully clothed, unmolested victims now appear like side dishes to the main course.
Yorks handed the report in his hand to Shesky who was still observing, and followed Chris's footsteps.
Shesky glanced at York's back, shook his head, and began to look through the report in his hand.
In the Free Country, basements are common. Not every house has one, but single-family houses generally have one.
One piece of data can prove that the price of a house with a basement is often tens of thousands of dollars higher than that of a house without a basement.
This just goes to show how valuable and popular basements are in Free State real estate.
It has many uses. It can be used as a storage room, or it can be developed into your own workshop, gym, home theater, etc.
Yorks followed Chris into the basement, and was greeted by a temperature even lower than above.
This means that this basement is used as a storage room.
As he walked down, it was just as he expected, except that there were some technicians gathered in the deep drainage pipe.
York remembered the first case, pursed his lips, and continued walking with Chris.
A fourth victim appeared.
Unlike the victim above, this is a girl who is not yet an adult.
There was no hood, and his hands and feet were tied. There was also a rope around his neck, connected to the drainpipe next to him, with a long part left at the end.
It was essentially no different from the first case, except that the clothes were gone. The tortured girl was completely naked. Yorks glanced at her and then avoided her gaze, looking at the technician next to Chris.
"Is the investigation here finished?"
The technician looked unfamiliar and he didn't know him.
"Almost. The rest can only be taken back for further inspection." The technician replied calmly.
Hearing this, York took off his coat expressionlessly, "Since it's over, why don't you give her a piece of clothing?"
The technician was visibly stunned. He carefully looked at the detective ID on York's chest, then looked at Chris and said, "You look unfamiliar. Are you new?"
"Listen to him." Chris said calmly.
"Anyway, it's time for you to start cleaning up the scene."
The technician shrugged: "OK."
After saying that, he did not take York's coat, but waved to his men present, and worked together to clean up the scene, preparing to take all the things back to the bureau while maintaining the integrity of the scene.
Seeing this, York let out a breath, grabbed his coat and walked silently to Chris's side.
"You have to get used to it, Yorks," said Chris.
"It's not that they don't want to give the victim a decent look, but they are afraid that doing so will destroy the scene. Only by keeping it as original as possible can they get more clues."
York looked at the victim who had been slowly untied from the drainpipe and said calmly:
“I’m getting used to it.”
"Yeah." Chris finished reading the report in her hand in one breath and then handed it to York.
"You take a look first."
York calmed down and took the report from Chris.
This fourth victim was not violated and the entire process was no different from the first case.
While strangling the victim with the rope, he masturbated while admiring the victim's dying face.
The only difference is that in the first case, the victim was strangled to death with his clothes intact, while in this case, the victim's clothes were stripped off and he was strangled several times in succession, and only started to strangle the victim to death on the last occasion.
"He will definitely commit crimes again." Chris said in a deep voice as he looked at the victim who was already put in an isolation bag and placed on a shelf.
"This guy is no different from those serial murderers. Looks like we need to work overtime tonight."
Yorks nodded.
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A pickup truck pulled out of the Detective Bureau parking lot and headed in the direction of the home.
The person driving the car was York. Even though it was a very emergency, he still came out.
It is possible to work overtime, but Yorks feels that this overtime needs to be more flexible.
First of all, he felt that he should do his own job well before he could devote himself to the investigation of the case.
Fortunately, the work system in the Free Country is quite complete, and being a police officer is a relatively special job. The relevant regulations are somewhat different from those in the real workplace.
It can be said that overtime work is entirely voluntary.
Once the time comes, if you don't want to work overtime, no one will blame you. At most, they will think that you are irresponsible.
Of course, police officers receive overtime pay, allowances and various subsidies, as well as free health checks, free meals and coffee.
In addition to this, there is a strong union supporting you behind the scenes.
So York plans to implement flexible overtime.
But it’s not that I don’t want to think about the case anymore.
"There are four ways. The first is to check the source of the ropes, the second is to check the surveillance, the third is to check the method of tying, and the fourth is to check the victim's social circle."
York went to the supermarket he often went to to buy ingredients for dinner. No matter how hard he thought, he could only think of these four stupid methods. There was no other reason, there really weren't many clues in this case.
Apart from the semen stains that the murderer deliberately left behind or ignored, there is basically not much useful information.
From this point of view, the murderer is definitely someone who is more knowledgeable about bioinformatics.
He knew clearly that even if his biological information was exposed, the police would not be able to gain anything from it.
If you want this information to be useful, you have to catch him.
"From this point of view, the murderer has a certain degree of self-confidence and he has a certain contempt for the police."
York shook his head and put the fresh broccoli in his hand into the basket of the cart. In just a short while, he had bought beef, some fresh eggs and chicken, and some vegetables such as carrots.
He wants to make egg foo young, stir-fried beef with broccoli, and General Tso's chicken tonight. These dishes are very American in both taste and cooking methods.
The main reason is that Tifa is still living in his house, and has been living there since the end of the Super Bowl.
After bringing the dishes back, Tifa was lying on the sofa in the living room reading a book.
"You really never get tired of looking at me." Yorks said as he put the bag on the kitchen counter.
The book that Tifa was reading was not a book, but a new book just released by a woman named Sinovi, titled The Vanishing Lover.
Tifa looked back at the busy man, put the book down, walked towards the man, picked up the kitchen apron and helped him tie it on.
“She wrote about a realistic, cruel and terrifying world of marriage.”
York raised his hand and let her do what she wanted: "The world of marriage is a cruel world."
Tifa helped tie it, kissed York, took the broccoli handed to her by York and washed it, saying, "I often think that fortunately I am not interested in marriage."
Yorks placed the cutting board on the console, took out the processed chicken from the basket, and then picked up the exquisite kitchen knife from the mysterious country and began to cut it into pieces:
"I can think of you as unique."
Tifa smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliment."
After she finished washing them, she went on to wash other vegetables. The two of them divided the work like a married couple of years old, and they had a tacit understanding with each other.
"The frown on your face hasn't gone away yet, and you came back so late. Is there a new case?" Tifa turned around and looked at York while washing carrots.
"Yeah." Yorks did not hide anything, but he did not give more details.
"How about you help me analyze it?"
Tifa just said, "Okay."
With the division of labor between the two people, a simple dinner with everything was freshly prepared.
In order to keep a clear mind, Yorks, who would go to the detective bureau later, did not drink red wine with Tifa, but just had a simple meal.
During the casual chat, Yorks confirmed that this amount of information was enough for Tifa to analyze. Looking at her thinking and empathizing, he shut up obediently.
The most amazing skill of a psychologist or criminal psychology expert is not empathy for others, but the ability to combine a variety of knowledge and skills to solve complex cases.
"It's still the living room, the room, the basement, and the tying methods are the same. It's just an upgrade of the same modus operandi." Tifa said after taking a sip of red wine.
"The position has not changed, which shows that the murderer has a strong obsessive-compulsive disorder. He restricts the victim's movements and enjoys the victim's pain by torturing him. This shows that he likes to control others to show his power. The victims are all carefully selected targets and are minors, which shows that he has a twisted and morbid sexual orientation..."
(End of this chapter)