Fairyland, big problem

"I want to ask about He De's resume."

In the prison office, Wen Jiu was talking with the security guards, and this time Qian Axiong also brought him here.

The difference is that Professor Cui from Changle University, who was invited by the Police Department, is also conducting research on He De. He seems to regard He De as a classic case of psychology courses.

Out of status considerations, of course Professor Cui was asked to advance to the interrogation room to investigate He De, while Wen Jiu waited outside.

"Oh, He De's resume. I can't show you the information. Let me give you a rough overview."

The guard described He De's education background, work experience, etc., secretly rejoicing that Wen Jiu was not angry.

Obviously Wen Jiu's psychological tactics pushed the case to a breakthrough, but today Professor Cui was still advanced to the interrogation room.

There is no way, the identity and status are obvious, and Professor Cui is indeed a master in the academic world, helping the police department to deal with many difficult prisoners.

Wen Jiu was indeed not angry. It was a lot of luck to find the source of the magical girl yesterday. It was right for the old professor who taught and educated people to enter the interrogation room first.

He De, 36 years old, an ordinary company clerk.

After graduating from university, my work experience was bumpy and I was fired by many companies.

The last time I was kicked out of a civil service position, because after the age of 35, it is very difficult to find a job. Whether it is an exam or a general application, there is often a requirement of "under the age of 35".

One year after he was laid off, He De became a vagrant and was arrested for stealing the safe of the president of Maple Leaf Publishing House.

On the surface, the overall life experience has nothing to do with drawing comics.

In fact, many big touches were not originally from related art majors, and they became self-taught by virtue of their hobbies.

He De may have hidden such a skill in private, but it's a pity that the seedlings have been cut off by reality before they shine and heat up.

There were greetings from other security guards outside. They led a majestic old man in a dark trench coat through the corridor and shouted into the office.

"Professor Cui's side is over, you go in."

The security guard next to Wen Jiu asked about the prisoner's situation, and the other party said that He De was in a stable mood, the kind of dull-tempered person who would only respond to ten questions.

While the guards were talking to each other, Professor Cui's deep gaze turned to Wen Jiu, the only one in plain clothes besides himself.

"Is this little classmate Mr. Wen you mentioned?"

"yes."

Professor Cui opened his mouth with a sense of authority in teaching and educating people, and the security guard immediately stopped talking about the topic and explained to him Wen Jiu's wonderful performance last time.

"Magical girl?"

Professor Cui was a little surprised by the topic that was too avant-garde. Academics require to see the essence through the phenomenon. Whether it is a magical girl or Kamen Rider, they are just the embodiment of the other party's heart.

What psychology needs is to induce and study the laws of human psychological activities, and to use it in criminal investigation scenarios is to constantly dig deep and touch the true heart of the prisoner.

So the specific symbols are not important, what is important is that Wen Jiu really touched the depths of He De's heart.

"Student Wen Jiu is a bit interesting, but it's a pity that I have to go to class later, so I can't stay to observe your technique."

"Professor Cui's words are too exaggerated. I just used some insinuating tricks, and happened to hit the key words in He De's mind."

"Um."

The professor took a step forward, leaving the assistant beside him to open the door of the car parked in the parking lot outside for him.

From the beginning to the end, Professor Cui's attitude towards Wen Jiu was only a little bit surprised. After all, sometimes breaking through other people's psychological defenses and interpreting inner activities really depends on luck, and happened to mention a certain word by chance.

After the private car left, Qian Axiong put down the teapot.

"Brother Wen Jiu, let's go in."

"Um."

Today, after a round of interrogation, He De has already stayed in the interrogation room in advance, and the process of picking up the prisoner from the prison room is missing.

Across the bulletproof glass, He De on the opposite side is in a stable mood, and the magical girl in the dream image is still in a very standard cute pose.

Wen Jiu knew that he was destined to get excited next.

"He De, you're talking about magical girls, I've already made it up."

"Nonsense, that thing can never be found again."

Wen Jiu took out a copy booklet from the plastic bag, and simply bound it with long nails.

In fact, when he came to the detention center today, the staff conducted a security check on Wen Jiu, and they were curious why he brought a comic book, and it was a photocopied version of the manuscript.

Just ask the security guards around him, Wen Jiu got permission, approached the tempered glass, flipped through the manga book, and pasted the page number of the last magic girl purifying villain "He De" on the glass.

Open the game interface and wait for the Dream Points to arrive.

For such a difficult commission, at least give me more than 20 points, right?

"Where did you get this thing?!"

"I promised that I would go back to make up for it, so I tried every means to get it through a good buddy with a lot of connections, and it cost me a lot of expenses."

"Let me see! Let me see again!"

The manga book turned a few more pages through the glass. He De has a high degree of myopia. He didn't wear glasses today, so he could only vaguely see the familiar outlines in the style.

Wen Jiu turned around and discussed with the security guard behind if he could send the comics in and show He De the opposite side.

"Mr. Wen, I can ask the staff to take the things to He De, but you must be careful not to let the important evidence be destroyed."

"It's okay, I didn't bring the original manga, it's just a copy."

After confirming that the original evidence was safe, the staff of the detention center took the booklet and went around, entering the prisoner's room through the special passage at the rear.

He De's body was tied to a special chair, and the handcuffs were connected to the central mechanism of the table to prevent the prisoner from escaping, but also to reserve a small range of movement for the hands.

For example, signing and fingerprinting on the transcript requires the prisoner's small range of hand movements.

Trembling hands turned the pages, the story continued to advance with the page numbers, and He De's tears flowed down his cheeks.

First one drop, two drops, and then tears.

Wen Jiu had a prediction about the follow-up scene, most likely because He De suddenly felt a certain call in his heart, and looked back to see his dream image in a trance, so as to heal the entanglement and trauma in his heart.

"This magical girl... can't bring hope to anyone! She has no value in existence!"

"Um?"

The fact is exactly the opposite of what was expected. He De did not recognize his dream image or his previous works at all, but put his face in the comic book and wept bitterly.

Wen Jiu's prediction came to nothing, but the security guards and special police officer Qian around him were overjoyed.

The expression of remorse and pain on the prisoner's face often indicates that his psychological defense line is about to be broken.

"This is the character you created."

Wen Jiu further emphasized the source of the work, and He De did not deny it.

"My work can't even save myself, how can it save other people, this is a useless magical girl!"

The interrogation room fell into silence. In the image of the dream, the magical girl looked pitiful and frightened...