MTL - Psychological Control-Chapter 70

"Early, Carl." After Dexter parked the car in the parking space on the side of the road, he got out and said hello to me who was already waiting. "You are so lightly packed that you have no tools."

"I took the burger fast food for two," I smiled and lifted up the plastic bag in my hand. "Let's go, let's rent the fishing gear first."

When renting fishing gear, the clerk needs the customer to register with the certificate, which avoids the loss and compensation of fishing gear. I noticed that when I took out the document, Dexter came over intentionally and looked at it with a light. But this is just useless, because the skills of the people recommended by Mrs. Nan, but even the white-collar crime department old cat who is very proficient in counterfeiting can hide it.

He took fishing gear and followed Dexter to the pier. I was finally fortunate to see the inside of this ship, which once belonged to Sheriff Harry. In the past, I could only look at him from a distant place, and watched him and Harry take a boat to leave the port. Now that Harry's death is giving way to me.

The kind of sour feeling that you took my brother from my arms back then and who should be now, and Lao Tzu returned, made my mood brighter. It is also estimated to be this pleasant, so that the atmosphere between the two of us is not as rigid as expected.

Proficient in helping Dexter start the ship and guide the departure, each action is as proficient as a veteran. Dexter looked at me with suspicion that he had long since disappeared. Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that I had never actually sailed a boat before.

The fishing incident was almost practiced during the month of the survivor's shooting. But it's because I watch Dexter do it over and over again that I'm so familiar with it.

With the ship we were riding in, we headed for the deep waters through the waterway. Along the way, Dexter was like a very amiable young man, saying hello and smiling to the people on the ship passing by. Several people also knew Dexter, and when the two ships passed by, they couldn't help talking.

Honestly, even if I'm not disguised as Carl Black, but Brian on weekdays, I can't pose a kind of enthusiastic smile that can't help but goosebumps. Not that Dexter's disguise was too embarrassing to cause an embarrassing phobia, but that he disguised it too well, but he too disguised it too thoroughly.

Dexter's mask to people on weekdays, and the real him hiding underneath, are almost two extremes. In other words, he was tense that nerve in his head at all times. No wonder he has become increasingly difficult to control the Gu Gao he wants to release. At least my mask was mixed with a real self underneath, not another person outright.

"Speaking of the pier I used to go to, it's really disaster-prone." I started talking after I saw that the ship had sailed into the wide waters, and the ships around us were at least several dozen meters away. .

"Oh? How?" Dexter asked me as he sorted out the fishing tackle to be used later. "Although environmental pollution is a big problem, isn't that difficult?"

"Natural disasters *, both are concentrated there. What is more difficult and more difficult?" The reason why I started this topic is to bring the focus of our speech into the scope that I and he will be interested in. "David Vincent, you know?"

"..." Dexter didn't respond to me immediately. He paused, and then put the bait in his hand on the hook, pretending not to care. "That Eastern Serial Killer who escaped for several years before being caught? Of course, I know that the newspaper was very fierce."

"Yes," I said with a smile. "But did you know that the police only passed his confession in prison after the case was found and found the place where he had escaped the killing and hiding of corpses in recent years. It was on the dock over there." In the waters, dozens of body bags have sunk on the bottom of the sea. Think of the people who have fished there over the years, and maybe many fish have eaten human flesh. "

Dexter's face had a general warm smile as he greeted people who just passed by, and responded: "Oh? Isn't that unfortunate, no one will have a psychological shadow because of that, and never fish again?" He talked about the topic in a tone like talking to people about the weather.

"Maybe, I'm not as familiar and familiar as you and strangers passing by," I said with a hint. "So I don't know if anyone is so unlucky. Do you know what David Vincent's killing method is?"

Dexter seemed to be ironic in my words, completely inaudible. He still replied naturally: "I really don't know much about this. Even if the newspaper was reported as fierce, but because the body was not immediately found, the media could not report these things."

"Well, it's a pity they didn't report." I chuckled and pushed the glasses back with my hand. "The media's careful reporting on the means of harm, but it can give many potential offenders a good idea. Murderers generally have no tutors, and they try to practice the truth themselves. And the victims are dead, the media take the dead You can't say no to the dead if you fire it. "

Because Dexter did not respond to the previous secret, I gave up without hesitation. Murderers usually have no tutor, and such a thing is of course a matter of course. It is not like a criminal who drills a loophole in the law, but can also find a legal consultant for consultation. Where can I find a crime consultant for a murderer?

But Dexter was different. He really had a mentor. And the teacher of a potential serial killer turned out to be a police officer. Such a matter was naturally known to Dexter. The ironic fact was poked by me casually, and I didn't believe he would not react any more.

Sure enough, Dexter couldn't hold his hand tightly. Then he let the air down again, and said, "You know about a serial murderer like David Vincent. That gives me a question. If there is no report in the media, what will you do? You know so well about that? "

The counterattack that didn't matter to me made me smile in my heart. Even though his inner valley is dying in the dark, and he is trained to wipe off his traces again, he is far from me in terms of psychological attack.

"What's suspicious about this? Naturally I was interested and I just learned about it. This kind of thing is not a secret, and if you want to know it, it won't be found out." I answered very calmly, Do not hesitate to start a new and deeper topic. "And you know what? David Vincent's killing technique is to use fishing lines."

As I said, I stirred the fishing line in my hand, mimicking what I saw in David's body with my own eyes. The two ends of the fishing line were stirred in the hands a few times, and there was some slack space in the middle, but it was easy to stir a person's neck into a circle.

Dexter's original stable mood was finally stirred up by me. That feeling is very clear to me, because that's how I feel after being spotted by David Vincent. How similar, a person who thought he was a predator accidentally found that he was being followed by a more powerful predator.

Each of my moves mimicked David Vincent's original look, which made Dexter sure that I wouldn't start here, and didn't feel like I stood up and walked away from me a few steps to reach a Think of a safe distance.

Dexter was silent for a while before finally speaking back with a cry of seagulls. "Suffocation and killing? As far as I know, this is the most inefficient and laborious killing technique. Imitation of such a person is laborious and unpleasant, after all, its users have been caught, haven't they?"

Of course, I certainly know its users have been caught. And I made it myself. My inner bad taste kept rising.

Inexplicably, I found that when I was getting along with this original Brian's brother, my mood was always in a kind of gloom. Like Dillon, it naturally attracts my positive personality, and it is naturally completely different. But this is the pleasure that the original Brian, who is a dark personality, ignites from the other side.

"Don't worry too much, Dexter." I laughed and said in a pleasant tone: "When we first met, did I say it to you soon? Blood is also my preference ... otherwise I will Video games can't kill people, don't they become too boring? "

When I was halfway through the conversation, I paused for a while, and changed the words that were almost equal to stating that I had no hope of killing the valley, and changed them to talk about video games like ordinary teenagers.

And my whole person was in a different mood because of teasing my brother. Because of my words, Dexter was in a state of precaution. I guess he didn't even think that when I first met in college, I still had a lot of spare time for him.

After all, it is the easiest way to ask Jun to enter the army, show the weak first to let the opponent down, and then oppose the general.

It was a half-squeak because of my words, and Dexter finally couldn't bear to say, "Carl Black, you are such a strange man." After a pause, he asked again. "Since you like killing games so much, can you tell me, what do you think is the perfect killing technique?"

When both of us were silent, I had worn the bait on the fishing hook, stood back to back with Dexter, and fished on the other side of the boat. Hearing that he finally spoke, there was a wanton smile on my face that he couldn't see.

"Dexter, don't you understand? There is no perfect killing technique in the world." I said blandly. "As long as it is done, it will leave traces. Even if the murderer handles the crime scene completely, the body Hidden in the bottom of the water that never sees light, the absence proves that this can also be achieved. But the people close to him will someday find something wrong. "

"..." Dexter was silent for a long time before I heard a deep, hoarse response: "Why?"

"Because of the blood-stained monsters, it is impossible to hide in the crowd forever without incident. Not to mention being integrated into the crowd." I replied gently. Only this sentence, there is no hint of laughter in my tone. 2k novel reading network