Will Graham...is the man standing on the podium.

I have to say that as a visiting professor at a university, this person is really young, not very tall, his hair seems not to be taken care of frequently, he looks a little frizzy, and a sparse and ordinary plaid shirt has faded a bit, but you cannot deny that he is the candidate in this school and even in this city who is most qualified to explain the course "criminal psychology" to people.

Because...he is a "spiritor".

Well, he didn't like this title at all, and he knew that he was not a psychic person at all, but those who worked with him would inevitably think whether this kid could do some magic or something.

Because, as long as Mr. Will stands at the crime scene and looks at the dead bodies, he can tell all the scenes before the man dies. It is like the deceased lying in his ear and telling him in a leisurely manner.

Of course, Will naturally cannot be a "spiritual person". The reason why he was able to appeal was because he had an innate ability.

He has a super strong sense of "soul substitution"!

This word sounds quite mysterious, but in fact... it is indeed very mysterious.

But this mystery is not about legends that focus on ghosts and gods, but... in our thoughts.

Human thoughts are an extremely wonderful thing. They are carried in our brains, but they are invisible and indefinite, and even more impossible to explore. Even with the current development of medicine, we can clearly see the brain cells of each person, but there is still little exploration for thoughts... This is a mysterious field.

I don't know if anyone has had this idea.

"Who are you?"

"Can you only be yourself? Why can't you be someone else?"

Well, I know this kind of question sounds like a total fool, but trust me, people who have never thought about this question will only smile disdain, while those who have thought about it will quickly understand what I am talking about.

These people will wonder—where is my mind? If one day I die, will my mind be carried onto another body, doing what that person does, watching what that person sees...and then, I was still not me.

Most people who have had this kind of thinking are very smart, but being smart is really not a good thing... For example, in the hearts of these smart people, the extremely low "self-existence" will make them always doubt their existence. The person who is most susceptible to hypnosis is this number of people.

And our Mr. Will is the best among this kind of "self-cognitive impairment" group!

How about it, now you understand, what is Will's ability?

Yes, his ability is... he can not only be himself, but also anyone else. As long as he stands at the crime scene and looks at the traces left by the murder, he can bring himself into the role of the murderer, speculate on the murderer's psychology, thereby restoring the crime process, and even inferring the murderer's mental state.

To put it simply, at that moment, he... was the murderer.

According to the bullshit theory of "the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility" in a certain plane, our Mr. Will naturally possesses a responsibility.

So in addition to being a visiting professor at this university, he is also a "profile" at the crime scene.

His job is to imitate himself into the minds of those murderers, imitate them, and thus help the police solve the case.

Haha...What a fucking job.

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......

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he was gradually the only one left in Will's class.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" A deep voice came.

"Yes." Will responded, without having to look back, just listening to the sound, he would know who the person standing at the door of the classroom was.

Jack Crawford.

This man is a tall and fat black man, an old fox with a little warm atmosphere. He is the director of the FBI and the head of the "Behavioral Science Team". His task is to seize the most dangerous and cunning killer, and his most important weapon... is himself.

Then his arrival means... there must be another problem to come to me.

"Are you asking me again about this corpse?" Will said leaning against the podium: "I am smart, calm, extremely charming, exquisite in life, gentle in nature, and have his own unique insights into food. The gender cannot be confirmed for the time being, but the possibility of men is higher, and he will definitely commit the crime again."

"Why?" Jack asked leaning against the door.

Will smiled: "Because he can't starve himself..."

The classroom fell into a strange silence... Even the police could not be shaken at all when they learned that they were facing a murderer who fed people.

......

"Okay, it's hard for you to infer these just by just some pictures." Jack said, knowing Will's ability very well. If he was given a complete crime scene, he could almost quickly complete his identity conversion and thus speculate on the murderer's psychology. However, the body gave him too few clues, and it would be difficult for him to complete the real "crime profile".

"But I'm looking for you, not because of this ogre case." Jack said: "Just just received the report, another murder scene was discovered. Judging from the degree of blood drying, it should have been last night."

He said, walked over, took out a few photos from his pocket and handed them to Will.

Will took the photo and took advantage of the projector's light to see a lot of blood on the photo, red carpet, walls, and a messy living room. Obviously, a murder happened here...

But Will frowned because he looked through the photos and didn't see what he wanted to see.

"Where is the corpse?" he asked.

Jack shook his head: "This is the strange place... there are no corpses, we searched for them within a few kilometers nearby, and found nothing except this."

Jack took out a sealed bag of evidence from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

Will takes it...

In the sealed bag, there are a few white hairs that look very hard. He can confirm with a glance that this is definitely not a hair quality that humans have.

"What is this?" he asked with a frown.

Jack scratched his nose.
Chapter completed!