#117. Results. 25
Kim Hyun-ja's eyes widened at the sudden fluctuation in the graph.
'If your family or your acquaintances were involved in a crime, would you be able to leave it entirely to the law to decide?'
'yes.'
It means that Shin Woo-jin's words are false.
Does that mean you won't just leave it to the judgment of the law?
Researcher Kim Hyeon-ja, who had been fixating on the graph, turned her gaze to Woo-jin.
I couldn't find any change in his facial expression, as if his outside and inside were different.
Kim Hyun-ja's gaze moved back to the monitor.
The graph became quiet again, as if nothing had happened.
Kim Hyun-ja opened her mouth.
“Are you feeling okay now?”
"yes."
The graph showed a stable graph, as if Woojin's words were true.
‘No way… … . Do you know how to control your autonomic nervous system?’
Although not perfect, there are a very small number of people who have control over their autonomic nervous system.
They were people who even deceived themselves, and they were very good at self-hypnosis.
'The family love is considerable.'
Shin Woo-jin in front of his eyes did not react at all to anyone other than his family.
'No way… … is that real?'
The autonomic nervous system is a phenomenon that operates unconsciously.
Kim Hyun-ja asked questions as if solving a riddle.
“Do you usually enjoy meditation?”
"no."
Meditation has become something that is no longer necessary for Woojin.
Meanwhile, Kim Hyun-ja asked about the two types of autonomic nervous system this time.
“Do you understand the sympathetic and parasympathetic nerves?”
"yes."
truth.
“Your eyes are dilated, relaxed, contracted. Do you understand what I mean?”
“Yes. The sympathetic nervous system works to relax, and the parasympathetic nervous system works to contract.”
“Can you tell the difference between hearts?”
“The myocardium increases and decreases contractility, and the coronary arteries dilate and contract.”
“Besides this, can you differentiate between the autonomic nervous system and understand the principles and functions of the sympathetic and parasympathetic nervous systems?”
"yes."
truth.
Kim Hyun-ja let out a laugh without realizing it.
I've put a lot of people on the lie detector chair, but this is the first time I've seen someone who understands and is aware of these things.
Answers are easy to come by.
at that time.
Woojin opened his mouth.
“Thank you. I think I can stop now.”
Woojin was able to solidify his metacognition once more.
There are two things to be gained.
Mom, Dad, and Bomi, the family is out of control.
When the situation and conditions are created, the guy, that is, the unconscious, may come out on its own.
Secondly, I read the surprise on Researcher Kim Hyeon-ja’s face.
That means he is still not ordinary.
Woojin said, pulling off the things attached to him.
“I would like you not to save the records.”
Kim Hyun-ja couldn't help but whet her appetite this time too.
But it soon brought a smile to my face.
“Of course. You can’t leave a record of a civilian who isn’t even a suspect.”
Kim Tae-hyun, who was standing next to him, opened his mouth to Kim Hyeon-ja.
“Manager, I completely understand what you’re feeling right now. When Woojin first sees you, he’s just as surprised as Manager Kim. Hahaha!”
Kim Hyun-ja shook her head and laughed.
“That’s amazing. Really. I understand why they identified and caught the suspect before the forensic investigation came out.”
If you could control your autonomic nervous system to this extent, you wouldn't just see what you want to see.
On the contrary, it gave me goosebumps.
The very idea of having near-perfect control over oneself.
At that moment, Woojin sat up from his chair as if he had read Researcher Kim Hyeonja's thoughts.
“I can’t hold back on sudden poop.”
"yes?"
“Diarrhea… oh my… . Just thinking about it is terrifying.”
Woojin shook his head as if it was difficult.
Kim Hyun-ja, who was blinking her eyes while looking at Woo-jin, ended up laughing out loud.
After exchanging greetings like that, Woojin left the office with Kim Taehyun, and Kim Hyeonja, who was watching Woojin's back in the hallway as if seeing him off, muttered.
“If anyone touches my family, there will be chaos.”
and.
“Profiling… … I have no choice but to do it well.”
* * *
National Institute of Scientific Investigation, Genetics Department.
Kim Tae-hyun knocked, opened the door, and went in.
There were two people inside, a forensic investigator and the head of the genetics department.
“Oh. You’re here?”
The gaze of the manager, who appeared to be in his early 50s, was pierced like an arrow towards Woojin, who was next to Kim Taehyun.
Unidentified DNA appears every time an incident is quickly concluded.
“Are you perhaps the protagonist we were looking for?”
“Hello. My name is Shin Woo-jin.”
“Nice to meet you. I thought you’d be sharp and cold like a city guy. Hehe! You’re ordinary, aren’t you?”
The corners of Woojin's mouth slowly rose upward.
Clearly he just told himself he was ordinary.
“Really?”
He waved his hand.
“No, no. You are so handsome!”
The corners of Woojin's mouth fell back into place as if they had become empty.
At that sight, the forensic investigator, she alone had a misunderstanding and laughed bitterly.
“I just came out of the autopsy room, do I smell something?”
Woojin shook his head slightly as he looked at her wrinkles.
I also read in her the unconscious wariness of a stranger.
The forensic investigator in front of him looked to be in his first year of work, and he likely thought to himself that living people were truly terrifying whenever he saw a corpse so horribly mutilated by a crime.
You probably know very well that when you do an autopsy, a person can die in a truly absurd and meaningless way.
"are you okay."
Woojin held the pen that was carelessly placed on the table as if he was clenching his fist and looked into her eyes.
As expected, her pupils were dilated as she stared briefly at the pen she was holding.
A brief pause in reaction.
The unconscious has judged it to be dangerous.
In other words, it was highly likely that an autopsy was performed on a body that had been stabbed to death with a pen.
Her current condition could be said to be a kind of occupational disease.
Compared to ordinary people, their sensitivity to accidents would be much more acute.
Naturally, they become more careful with their actions, and there is a high probability that they will habitually tell their family and acquaintances to be careful.
Woojin, who understood her, put down his pen and looked at the manager again.
“Is it over just by collecting DNA?”
“Of course. I’m sorry for bothering you, even though we should have caught several criminals and given them rewards.”
"are you okay."
DNA collection could be completed quickly.
Woojin opened his mouth and the manager collected oral cells with a cotton swab and cut a strand of hair with scissors.
“Oh! Unidentified DNA! Is that you?”
The genetics manager, Choi Jeong-hoon, who appeared to be in his late 20s and had just entered the office, opened his eyes wide at Woo-jin.
“You’re so much younger than I thought! I’m a huge fan!”
He wiped his hands on the floor and held out his hand to Woojin.
"hello."
When Woojin grabbed his hand, he spoke excitedly.
“I’m a real fan. I was just profiling you like you were a movie star. Gosh! I really wanted to see your face.”
Woojin stared blankly at him as if telling him to look to his heart's content.
Choi Jeong-hoon's face was filled with curiosity.
It was a curiosity much greater than that of the manager.
Then the manager said.
“Hey, Manager Choi, they’re busy, so don’t bother them.”
“Manager, if I show this person the photos from the scene, will he be able to come up with something?”
Kim Tae-hyun opened his mouth to try to stop her.
But Woojin's mouth was faster.
“What kind of incident is it?”
Choi Jeong-hoon brought the photos from the scene as if he had been waiting for them, and Kim Tae-hyun couldn't stop Woo-jin from showing his curiosity.
“Here it is.”
Woojin put the photos that Choi Jeonghoon had given him on the table in the correct order.
Those in the office approached Woojin with eyes filled with half anticipation and half curiosity.
It was a female dismemberment murder.
I put the pieces in my apple box and threw them away, but the deceased's face was horrible.
The eyes and mouth were sewn shut with black thread.
Woojin said.
“The criminal is bold. The arrest rate for murder cases is 98.2%, but he even gave it symbolism. Was it suffocation?”
The forensic investigator's eyes widened.
The body was badly damaged, and someone who hasn't even performed an autopsy knows all about it.
Woojin opened his mouth as if to answer her.
“The psychology of the criminal who gives this symbolism is that he enjoys watching the victim die. He feels joy in the realization that a person’s life is in his hands.”
Kim Tae-hyun, who was linking arms, said.
“The detective in charge of this case is going to have a headache.”
If the culprit gave the corpse symbolism as Woojin said, it means that the culprit planned it.
In that case, the evidence is not very good.
Woojin said.
“Is there anything out there?”
Choi Jeong-hoon shook his head.
“The only things that were discovered were red glove fibers and a saw was used as the weapon for the crime… … . Nothing else was revealed.”
“With gloved hands, you must have bought gloves and put them on.”
“We can’t rule out that possibility either.”
“The fact that no DNA was found means that it was prepared very meticulously. Was she the woman reported missing? There are no particular suspects.”
"yes."
“Where was the last CCTV footage taken?”
“The last photo was taken at a convenience store.”
Woojin said, looking at the hair tie the murdered woman was wearing.
“What did you buy? A black hair tie?”
"yes."
“Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?”
“I’m a private tutor.”
Woojin, whose gaze was fixed on the photo, nodded and asked.
“Does that guy have an alibi?”
“Yes. The day she went missing was the day we were supposed to meet. The tutor was at the coffee shop. It was confirmed on CCTV.”
“Can I see the video then?”
Choi Jeong-hoon tilted his head and asked.
“He’s a person with a solid alibi… … .”
“Because I miss you.”
“I’m not here right now, just a moment.”
Choi Jeong-hoon disappeared and Kim Tae-hyun spoke with great confidence.
“Sir, you will be able to see the magic soon. Hahaha!”
Every time this happened, Woojin would hand over his answer sheet one after another.
At that moment, Woojin shook his head.
“We can’t say anything for sure yet.”
Kim Tae-hyun smiled silently at Woo-jin's words.
Although Woojin would occasionally say things like that, it was always because he taught me crucial things.
Kim Tae-hyun suddenly remembered the street cleaner who had committed serial murders while drawing stars.
Woojin predicted the place where the devil worshipper would appear, and he really did appear.
Woojin caught that too.
'And then I went straight to eat beef.'
“I brought it!”
Choi Jeong-hoon returned and connected the USB to the PC.
And then the video started playing right away.
“This is the person.”
Choi Jeong-hoon pointed at his private tutor with his finger.
Woojin watched him quietly.
As time passed, he looked out the window, checked his watch as if waiting for someone, and even made a phone call.
Choi Jeong-hoon said at that sight.
“At this time, contact with the victim appears to have been lost. He called several times.”
Woojin tried to say something else, as if he wasn't listening to him.
“Can I hold the mouse?”
“Oh, yes. Of course.”
Woojin sped up the video, slowed it down, and even stopped it.
And then played it again.
Woojin's fingers tapped the table as he slightly bent his waist.
And said.
"bingo."
