Profiler (Fang Mu Eastern Crimes Series Book 1)

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Author: Lei Mi
Tags: Mystery & Crime
make fun of me."
    "Do you stutter?"
    "No. Does it sound like I have trouble speaking?"
    "No."
    "I can't understand it either. Why should the word ‘Here’ be so impossible for me to say? Sometimes I secretly practice by myself. I read my name and say ‘Here’ and I never have a problem. But when I get to class, I still can't say a thing." His voice fell. "Pass me a cigarette."
    Fang Mu handed him one and helped him light it. Meng Fanzhe inhaled carefully.
    "Four years of college. How'd you make it?" Fang Mu asked.
    "…I've got my methods." Meng Fanzhe smiled thinly. "Teachers usually take attendance at the beginning of class, so I'd wait until they'd finished and come in late, pretending it was an accident. When class was over, I'd go up and give some excuse. Back then people called me the Tardy King. A lot of teachers had a bad impression of me, but luckily my grades were always pretty good."
    Laughing, Fang Mu made it clear he understood.
    "There was one class I had, International Economic Law. The professor was awful; he had to rely on roll call to make sure anyone showed up. Twice he took attendance four times in a single class. Four times. You know what that was like for me?" Shaking, Meng Fanzhe placed the cigarette in the side of his mouth and took a deep, vicious drag. Almost immediately he began hacking like he'd torn his lungs in half.
    Fang Mu clapped him on the back, and then when his breathing returned to normal, asked, "You ever thought of seeing a psychologist?"
    He hesitated for a moment. "I guess you could say I've seen one. Why? You think there's something wrong with me?"
    "No, you've just got a slight disorder, that's all. Nearly everyone has something like that—it's the degree that differs. You're scared of roll call. Tons of other people are scared of heights, elevators, or sharp objects. It's not a big deal." 
    "Really?" Meng Fanzhe still seemed a little skeptical. However, his expression was much more relaxed. "In that case," he said, looking at Fang Mu with curiosity, "what are you scared of?"
    Fang Mu didn't respond, just finished smoking his cigarette in silence. Then he looked at his watch. "I should get to class. We can talk about this later." Saying this,, he got up and left the balcony, leaving Meng Fanzhe a little disappointed.
    Fear. You don't even know the meaning of the word.

 
    CHAPTER
4 Bloodsucker
     
     
     
    C arrying two grass carp, Uncle Qin walked the corridor at an even pace. He was getting on in years, and by the time he climbed to the fourth floor he was already panting.
    He leaned against the banister, hoping to rest a spell before continuing to climb. Glancing around, he happened to notice that the door to Apartment 401 was open a crack. Feeling curious, he walked over and glanced inside. At once he stumbled backwards and fell heavily to the floor.
    The two grass carp, their stomachs cut open and cheeks slit, dropped to the floor. Unwilling to give up, they struggled fiercely; one even made it inside Apartment 401 . Eyes wide and mouth hanging open, it flopped around a pool of thick, sticky, dark red liquid, totally ignorant of the silent, similarly gutted figure lying at the other end of the room.
    Two policemen patrolling nearby soon hurried to the scene. The moment the first stepped through the doorway and glanced around, he told his partner to radio headquarters.
    "It's the vampire. He's back."
     
    Speeding towards the crime scene, Tai Wei abruptly changed his mind. Telling his fellow officers to continue on ahead of him, he headed to Jiangbin City University .
    Even though his previous conversation with Fang Mu had offered no new leads or ideas for cracking the case, Tai Wei decided to hear him out one more time. When it came to understanding a crime, nothing could beat observing the scene in person.
     
    At that moment, Fang Mu was in Japanese class.
    Since Japanese class was an elective jointly attended by 700 of Jiangbin City University 's graduate students, it
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