Chapter 92 Su Ming confirmed the murderer’s occupation—sculptor!!!

The golden ratio of 0.618.

as well as.

Truly a perfect piece.

Two rather special words suddenly sounded in Su Ming's mind again.

This is...the second time I heard this sentence.

first.

It was in the high-end suite that Qu Pengfei had booked, but due to the special circumstances at the time, and because he had not yet obtained so many clues.

There is no extension at all through these two words.

But now.

Su Ming suddenly remembered...

In that post at that time, there was such a special sentence.

[If you regard the prey as a work, then you have to guide them, and even deliberately leave some misleading clues and evidence, so that the police will never...]

work?

Talk about murder as a work of art.

Plus.

That kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is severe to the extreme, requires cutting the size and shape of the corpse into almost the same size.

...

now.

Su Ming seemed to have grasped the most critical point. He suddenly opened his sharp eyes, looked at Lin Tian and Xu Changsheng who were still thinking, and said extremely seriously.

"Lin Bureau, Brother Sheng."

"I already know roughly what occupation the murderer is most likely to have!"

This sentence.

Lin Tian and Xu Changsheng stopped their thoughts in an instant and quickly turned to look at Su Ming, their eyes full of curiosity and urgency.

There is no pretense to be profound.

Su Ming directly picked up the remote control and replayed the only sentence the murderer said in the video recorded in front of him.

"Compared to 0.618 gold..."

Immediately afterwards.

Su Ming opened the picture of the post taken from the forum.

The penultimate sentence in the post where he pointed at the murderer of the Morton University Dismemberment Case and shared his own experience is the sentence that treats murder as a work.

He looked around at Lin Tian and Xu Changsheng, squinted his eyes slightly and said seriously.

"I just suddenly discovered..."

"The absconding murderer of the 5.13 corpse dismemberment case, I don't know if it was a subconscious habit of speaking, or he deliberately described the murder as a work."

"I even called the corpse dismemberment case twenty years ago a perfect work."

"certainly."

"Treating murder as a work may not be able to prove anything. After all, there are not many criminals with such a morbid mentality."

"but."

"The golden ratio of 0.618 in this sentence, I think, undoubtedly significantly reduces the murderer's industry."

"because."

"At that time, the murderer looked at the body of the victim that he had cut into pieces and said these words."

"In his eyes, the body parts of the victim that he carefully cut out were more outstanding and perfect than the golden ratio."

"That certainly shows."

"There is a high probability that the murderer will often come into contact with the term golden ratio, or it may correspond to some special things, and he has subconsciously used it as a comparison."

"But there is also a possibility that these things are completely false clues deliberately brought out by the murderer just to confuse the situation."

"But just like what I said before, if the murderer planned to avoid being caught by us twenty years later, then there is really no need to continue to worry about it."

"It would be a better choice to choose other members of the drug trafficking organization to break through."

"But I think this probability is impossible, and I don't dare to think that there are criminals who can plan twenty years later."

"So the question now is..."

“What industry can use or be exposed to the Golden Ratio and often have its own works?”

"I think the murderer's industry type can be roughly identified."

The words just fell.

Xu Changsheng slammed the table excitedly and spoke quickly with great excitement.

“The art industry!”

"Those whose main occupations are painting and photography are more often exposed to the golden ratio."

Lin Tian, ​​who was sitting next to him, still remained quite calm and did not get excited about further locking in the truth. He added.

"Compared to painting."

"I think those jade carvers and graphic designers should have easier access to this special and beautiful number."

"But the previous conditions must be met."

Su Ming nodded in agreement with Xu Changsheng and Lin Tian's further speculations.

But in his heart.

At present, there is already a profession that is close to and satisfactorily meets all the previous restrictions.

From the niche, status, fame, techniques, and even the familiarity of the human skeleton, it can be said to be 100% satisfying, just like a career carved out of a template.

Take a deep breath.

There was a glint in Su Ming's eyes, and he spoke quite seriously and confidently.

"Lin Bureau, Brother Sheng."

"I am now roughly 90% sure that the murderer of the 5.13 dismemberment case is most likely someone who was quite famous as early as twenty years ago..."

"sculptor!!!"

...

at the same time.

The top floor of Xingsheng Building in Luzhou City.

K, still wearing a bathrobe, was leaning on the recliner quite comfortably.

While eating foie gras flown from France, he looked at the laptop screen not far away.

now.

The screen of his laptop has been evenly cut into twelve parts, each of which contains real-time surveillance video.

The place he is observing...

is the exit of the garage of the criminal investigation brigade in the city where his organization members are located, and the entrance and exit of the Luzhou City Criminal Investigation Brigade not far away.

It is obvious.

He wants to control the movements of the criminal investigation brigades in various cities in order to carry out various responses.

As for why this special surveillance can be seen.

The reason is very simple.

For a powerful hacker, it is not difficult to hack the road surveillance near the criminal investigation brigades of various provinces and cities.

At this time.

The pastor, carrying a heavy grenade launcher and still holding a cigar in his mouth.

He walked out of the room inside, picked up a piece of camouflage cloth expressionlessly, and wiped the grenade launcher carefully.

K took a sip of high-quality foie gras like eating ice cream, looked at the Suzhou City Criminal Investigation Brigade where police cars kept coming in and out in the surveillance, and said slowly.

"Priest."

"Although Du Yao has solved the problem of Fat Cat, he will most likely be targeted by those mad dogs as the second target after the sculptor."

"Compared to the sculptor."

"I think Du Yao may not have the determination to turn himself into the final work before being caught by those mad dogs."

The priest stopped wiping the grenade launcher for two seconds, and then wiped it carefully again, saying in a muffled voice.

"Don't worry, K."

"If Du Yao doesn't have the determination by then, I will give him the determination."

Hearing this.

K showed a nonchalant smile, leaned back on the recliner easily, and said meaningfully.

"No hurry, priest."

"When the time comes, I will use Du Yao to play a long-awaited big game with that mad dog named Su Ming..."