Criminal Psychology

At this time, Wang Chao finally remembered to get his computer back.

Lin Chen leaned back, and the young man moved the notebook back to his lap, opened the photo/enlarged search at a speed that was overwhelming, and used some strange software that he couldn't name to filter the photo on the stage.

In the end, he saw the boy shook his head at him, meaning: This is the original picture, without any PS traces.

Like a punctured balloon, the young man leaned back on the chair in frustration, as if remembering something, he dug out a black peaked cap from the schoolbag thrown on the carpet and put it on, then stopped talking.

"What's the matter?" Xing Conglian asked in the cab. The noise they made in the back seat obviously caught the driver's attention.

"Boss, why don't you scold me, I wasted your investigation time?" Wang Chao leaned on the car window, with the brim of his hat pulled down, he looked very depressed, like the kind of big dog that actively faces the wall after making a mistake.

"Why does this kid have such big mood swings during adolescence? Do you want to give him some medicine, Consultant Lin?" Xing Conglian turned to him and asked him.

Lin Chen had no choice but to explain: "Just now there was a photo on Weibo at the time of the incident. Someone took a picture of the fan who attacked on stage. The assailant is indeed very, very similar to Miss Liu Ying who falsely accused Li Jingtian of rape."

"Hey, someone finally posted the photos." Xing Conglian was not surprised, he glanced at them through the rearview mirror, and asked with a smile, "I was waiting for these photos to be posted on the Internet, so there is no clue What, why is the brat so depressed?"

"Probably because I felt that my reasoning was wrong, so I was very frustrated."

"What do you think?" Xing Conglian asked again.

"I think it's very interesting."

With a tacit understanding, Xing Conglian also laughed. In the rearview mirror, his eyes were like emerald green rivers shining in the sun, full of slyness.

"How's it funny?" Dynasty broke into their conversation gloomily.

"This story is too bizarre and ups and downs. When we doubt something, there is always evidence to clarify our doubts."

When they suspected that Li Jingtian would pretend to be seriously injured, Li Jing walked out of the emergency room by himself. When they suspected that this was the navy hired by Li Jingtian to hype the heat, the fans found the murderer who cut his throat. The rhythm was really controlled great.

"Someone thinks very thoroughly." Xing Conglian answered with a smile.

Wang Chao was even more confused: "Boss Chen, what do you mean? So Li Jingtian did this, but wasn't Liuying who cut his throat? Wasn't this her revenge on Li Jingtian?"

Hearing Wang Chao's question, Lin Chen could only answer honestly: "I don't know either."

"Conspiracy theory, conspiracy theory, is it just a girl who looks like Liu Ying, Li Jingtian deliberately arranged for him to cut her own throat on stage, hype up hot events, and then dump the blame on the poor prostitute, so that she can accuse her of rape People have become completely insane, and the scheming is as deep as the sea, but is he sick, why did he do this?"

"Maybe he is really sick?" Lin Chen said lightly.

"What's wrong?" Wang Chao asked.

He really can't answer this question now, so he can only rub the head of the boy in question through his peaked cap, and comfort him: "Actually, you are so smart, you shouldn't doubt yourself. Every analysis of yours is based on real facts." Data is more reliable than our inferences from nothing. You have already drawn a conclusion through big data that there is a huge network of trolls behind this to promote the development of the incident. Then, haven’t you thought about it, how can she be able to control What about those sailors, not to mention, have you forgotten, just now someone stole Li Jingtian’s mobile phone photos and posted a photo of his throat cut on Weibo, for a prostitute who sells her body to make a living, it’s a lot of high-end technology. It’s not too scary, discussing the technical issues, this should be your strong point, right?”

Wang Chao suddenly regained his spirits: "So, am I right?"

"It's not wrong to investigate the case. It's okay to say." Xing Conglian honked the horn, and then said, "For us, there are only two kinds of mistakes. The first is to send innocent people to prison, and the second is to let innocent people go to prison. The real killer is on the loose."

"Oh." Wang Chao replied half-understood, "Boss, to be honest, you are still a bit handsome when you suddenly pop out a little truth."

"Consultant Lin, it's better to prescribe him some medicine." Xing Conglian said half-jokingly, and then told Wang Chao, "Young man, let's use your strengths, first monitor those who make key remarks and provide key clues. Bo, see if the spokesperson's position is in line with their usual remarks, if there is a navy horn, don't I need to teach you what to do?" Xing Conglian turned the steering wheel and arranged in the cab.

"Decree!" Wang Chao stroked the brim of his hat that didn't exist on his forehead, "But we don't arrest criminals, but go to investigate enthusiastic citizens who provide important clues. Will we be scolded to death, boss?"

"If you don't tell me, who knows what you're doing, young man?" Xing Conglian stepped on the brakes and said, "Besides, who said we won't arrest criminal suspects? Since Miss Liu Ying is our prime suspect, Then we naturally have to monitor her ID card and bank card information."

After Xing Conglian said this, he immediately dialed the number of the deputy captain of the police force, and assigned the task of monitoring and searching for the suspect.

Seeing Xing Conglian hang up the phone, Wang Chao suddenly came to his senses: "Boss, aren't you afraid of what Li Jingtian and the others will do to Miss Liuying?"

"I'm following the procedure, Police Officer Xiao Wang, please don't question your superior."

In the middle of the conversation, he had already turned the car into a one-way street, and the city hospital was within easy reach.

Although being the largest hospital in Hongjing City, the municipal hospital usually has a lot of people, but today, the flow of people inside and outside the hospital is particularly dense.

Li Jingtian's iconic red-clothed fans squatted on the side of the road or chatted in twos and threes, and some vehicles that were obviously news interview vehicles were parked on the side of the street, making the street that was not smooth before it became even more congested.

"Boss, there are so many people, I'm afraid of reporters, Chen, can you help me see if my hair is messy?"

Chao Dynasty is a typical example of fearing the world will not be chaotic. When he saw the reporter, he quickly forgot the previous conversation with Xing Conglian, and hurriedly straightened the brim of his hat facing the rearview mirror.

Lin Chen stared at the reporters in front of him. Most of the reporters who came to run the news were Hongjing local media, so remembering the license plate number of the local criminal police captain is of course a must for the reporters.

So when Xing Conglian's jeep drove into the intersection, some people realized that many of them were ready to go, and quickly surrounded the hospital gate, waiting for them to hit the encirclement.

"Can we still go in?" Lin Chen asked, looking at many journalist friends who were about to surround them.

Xing Conglian took out his cell phone with a smile and made a call.

A reporter had already rushed in front of their car, and Lin Chen could clearly see some of them shouting, "Here we come, the police are here!"

At the same time, Xing Conglian also dialed the phone number, and Lin Chen only heard him say to the person on the other end of the phone: "Old Chen, the city hospital is very congested. There are many cars, and our cars are all busy." It doesn’t matter if we can’t get in, but if some ambulance can’t get in, it’s very troublesome, isn’t it.”

More and more reporters were besieged, and their driving speed became slower and slower. Under the guidance of the garage manager, Xing Conglian managed to park the car in a parking space.

Seeing this, the reporters rushed around the vehicle one after another. The scene reminded Lin Chen of some scenes in zombie movies.

But Xing Conglian obviously didn't worry about losing the siege: "Old Chen, that's really troublesome for you." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, looked back at them, and said, "Don't worry."

Lin Chen raised his eyebrows.

After finishing speaking, Xing Conglian graciously turned off the engine, pulled out the key, opened the door and got out of the car.

The moment he opened the door, questions from the reporters frantically entered the jeep through the crack of the door.

"Captain Xing, how should the police explain the repeated attacks on Mr. Li Jingtian?"

"Captain Xing, may I ask if the security at the scene is not in place?"

"Now there are rumors on the Internet that the attack on Mr. Li Jingtian this time is so-called by a prostitute who falsely accused Mr. Li Jingtian of rape last time. Are the two cases really related?"

The reporters' questions are always so sharp, but in fact, they are probably more concerned about how to report to get the most social attention than investigating the truth of the case.

Lin Chen pushed open one side of the car door and was about to get off. Wang Chao hugged the backpack with a face full of horror, and tightly pulled the corner of his clothes.

The moment they got out of the car, Xing Conglian blocked some of the reporters for them, and Lin Chen heard him reply in a very formulaic way: "I'm sorry, the case is under investigation and I have no comment."

Besides, he refused to say a word.

Friends of the media must be most annoyed by the police’s attitude of not getting involved, so a bold journalist holding a Hongjing TV microphone stepped forward and shouted: “Then we have to write, the police spokesman said , the police investigation has gone nowhere.”

Xing Conglian still smiled: "Well, I'm afraid it's not too good."

"Then you must disclose certain information to us, so that we can communicate easily."

"Hey, that's right..." Xing Conglian dragged out the last tune, and at the distant crossing, the siren of the traffic police clearing the road sounded.

Someone shouted from the side of the road: "Don't post the list, we will drive away immediately."

The reporters who had surrounded them all came back to their senses and looked towards the roadside outside the hospital. After all, public institutions are now considering increasing income and reducing expenditure. Most of the reporters who go out to interview drive by themselves, or the photographer is also the driver, so many parking illegally When the reporters saw someone posting a ticket, they all hurried back to their cars, shouting as they ran, "Stop a little longer, okay?"

"Then let's move the car, don't stick it!"

For a time, the number of people besieging them decreased by more than half.

While the reporters were distracted, Xing Conglian deftly fended off the rest of the reporters, led them out of the encirclement, and entered the hospital building.

"Boss, I must remember Li Jingtian for this grudge!"

Even though Xing Conglian had dismissed more than half of the reporters, Dynasty's black T was still caught in a mess. If he hadn't grabbed the hat in his hand in advance, it is estimated that his beloved black peaked cap would not have survived.

When we actually entered the inpatient building, it was actually easy to handle. The security guards would naturally block the reporters and friends on the grounds of disturbing the patient's rest.

Standing in the elevator, Lin Chen also felt lingering fear.

To be honest, although the local Hongjing media got the news and surrounded them just now, there must be more people waiting for the progress of the case, no matter on the Internet or in the real society. They are discussing, discussing and constantly expressing their views on this .

Thinking of this, Lin Chen once again felt those invisible external pressures that might actually hinder the progress of their investigation.