Criminal Psychology

City Hospital, Intensive Care Ward.

Comrade Zhang Xiaolong, the hidden stake arranged by Xing Conglian, was waiting for them at the elevator entrance.

Seeing them, the policewoman comrade said very nervously: "Sentence Squad... you are finally here..."

Zhang Xiaolong panicked, Xing Cong patted her on the shoulder repeatedly, and asked: "What's the matter, Xiaolong, it's only been a while, what happened?"

Zhang Xiaolong didn't even have time to say hello to them, so he blurted out: "I found out in the doctor's office that Li Jingtianfang seems to be transferring to another hospital!"

"Where are you going?" Xing Conglian asked calmly after he stepped out of the elevator and stood still, his expression not showing.

Zhang Xiaolong looked around, she was obviously shadowed by Fang Cai's "undercover" career, so that she always felt that someone around was eavesdropping.

"It's okay, there are no outsiders here." Lin Chen also followed suit.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaolong walked among them, then lowered his voice, and said cautiously: "It is said that Li Jingtian is going to be transferred to the Xinni embassy."

Hearing this, Xing Conglian was very calm: "I never knew that the medical facilities in the Xinni embassy are better than our municipal hospital."

"No, criminal team. It is said that Li Jingtian and the others lived in the embassy for protection because they were afraid of being attacked again." Zhang Xiaolong asked half-comprehensively, "Who is Li Jingtian? Xinni people, I don’t know that he can move to the embassy to live in the embassy.”

"He is a privileged class in Xinni." Chao Chao taunted Li Jingtian with his new and old hatred.

"What privileged class?" Seeing gossip, Zhang Xiaolong's eyes lit up.

"My grandfather is the former Consul General of Singapore in my country. Do you think he is a privileged class!" Wang Chao said angrily.

"Wow, Li Jingtian's family background is so good!" Probably all the girls are the same, hearing that Li Jingtian is a son of a diplomatic family, coupled with his status as a singer, his mood immediately fluttered.

"It's really troublesome." Xing Conglian rubbed his chin and said so.

"What's the trouble?" Zhang Xiaolong asked.

Wang Chao couldn't help but said: "Oh, you are stupid, the embassy is theoretically the territory of another country, that is to say, as long as Li Jingtian lives in it, we have nothing to do with him."

Zhang Xiaolong suddenly realized, and then her expression became even more terrified: "What, criminal team, are we going to arrest Li Jingtian? Why?"

"Because the prince violated the law and committed the same crime as the common people." Wang Chao said sternly, although in fact he couldn't explain clearly what Li Jingtian had committed.

Xing Conglian seemed not ready to write any more with the two little comrades: "Which ward is Li Jingtian in?"

"Room 907." Zhang Xiaolong quickly replied.

Hearing this, Xing Conglian nodded to Comrade Zhang Xiaolong, he took two steps, as if remembering something, he turned around and made a silent gesture to Zhang Xiaolong.

Zhang Xiaolong understood, and quickly raised his mouth, expressing that he must keep his mouth shut.

Intensive care wards, in other words, mean high-end wards.

The floor tiles in the corridors here are whiter than those in other areas of the hospital. Lin Chen heard his footsteps echoing in the corridors. There are very few people here. Thinking about it, it is really a good place for recuperation.

Xing Conglian walked without looking sideways. When passing by the nurse's station, Lin Chen felt him glance at him, and suddenly asked him: "Do you have any strategies, Consultant Lin?"

Lin Chen rarely saw Xing Conglian so cautious.

He frowned.

In fact, they all know very well that if Li Jingtian is a truly innocent victim, that’s all. If not, then he may be the planner and the murderer behind the scenes. He is protected by the diplomatic system, and his mind is different from ordinary people. The most important thing is , They had no idea what Li Jingtian wanted to do.

In this case, ordinary play by ear may not be enough anymore.

So Xing Conglian asked him specifically what strategy he had.

Lin Chen shook his head lightly, many images appeared in his mind.

The singer whose throat was cut, the nightingale who died tragically, the boiling Internet situation, the case that attracted worldwide attention...

While he was thinking, they had reached the door of Ward 907.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xing Conglian was about to knock on the door. Lin Chen suddenly pressed his hand, raised his head and said, "I do have an idea."

"what?"

"Please don't talk to Li Jingtian."

After three knocks on the door.

The door opened in response to the sound, and the bright sky poured down. There were only three people in the room, ignoring the other two women. The only man in the room was half leaning on the hospital bed, and looked at them with a light and elegant smile, as if they were It was an old friend who got the news and came to visit him, not the police or anyone else.

After more than an hour, they finally met Mr. Li Jingtian face to face.

After only one glance at Li Jingtian, Lin Chen looked away from the famous singer.

The ward was very clean, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air, but that smell was already so weak that the scent of the bouquet of pink lilies on the bedside table had completely covered up the smell of disinfectant.

Although, they did hear that Li Jingtian was planning to leave the hospital, but even so, no matter the bouquet by the bed or the fruit plate on the dining table, there was still nothing missing.

Lin Chen's eyes fell on the two ladies in the room.

He had only felt the powerful aura of Li Jingtian's beautiful business man through photos and the voice on the phone before, but now seeing real people, Lin Chen only felt that real people were more attractive than flat images.

The woman was wearing a plain dress, her long hair was pulled lightly, leaning against the window, she stood with her arms folded, her willow eyebrows were frivolous, and she had a demeanor that was not angry but prestige.

Seeing them, the elegant and beautiful lady raised her head slightly, her expression indifferent: "Mr. Police Officer, you are finally here. We have been waiting very hard."

Lin Chen glanced at Xing Conglian, and Xing Conglian's acting skills were better than his. As he had instructed, he never looked at the singer on the hospital bed from the beginning to the end, but walked a few steps quickly and stood up to the beautiful In front of the lady, he reached out to shake hands with her in an extremely gentlemanly manner, and then quickly let go: "Sorry, sorry, we are indeed late, the main reason is that there is too much chaos in the Ansheng International Mall, and it is a bit troublesome to clean it up. Please forgive me. "

Xing Conglian is really a good talker, at least Liu Ying heard that he was so polite, and alluded to Li Jingtian's troubles in Hongjing, which made it very troublesome for the police to clean up. No more entanglement.

"It's good that you're here. Then, where are Hongjing Police's investigations going to start?" Liu Ying asked.

Although it sounded like an ordinary question, the meaning behind Liu Ying's words was obviously more like the leader's review of the subordinate's work.

Xing Conglian is not someone who would get angry because of this attitude. Instead, he said humbly: "The police have now got some clues..."

Before he finished speaking, the beautiful lady interrupted him: "The clues you mentioned are those provided by our Sedum fans?"

"That's just a part of the clues. We came here mainly to..." He paused, and Lin Chen could clearly see that there was an interested smile in his eyes, "Check Mr. Li Jingtian's cell phone."

He said so.

At that moment, Liu Ying was stunned for a second, as if she couldn't believe what she heard, and then, like an elegant long-haired cat whose tail was trampled, cracks finally appeared on that haughty face: "Captain Xing , I think that although the police handling procedures in different countries are not the same, respecting the victims should be the minimum professional ethics of the police. Now that you come to us, not only did you not express any sympathy for our victims, the first reaction is to check Mr. Li Jingtian phone?"

"Sympathy..." Xing Conglian stared calmly at the woman in front of him with Ning He's eyes, "How can you not be sympathetic? Not only the police, but anyone with human nature will express sympathy for the victim's experience, but I hope you I understand that sympathy cannot solve the problem. Mr. Li Jingtian's mobile phone was stolen from the air, and for us, this is probably not a simple case of hurting people."

"I don't think you respect us." Liu Ying said, "Looking at your attitude, if it weren't for the wound on Sedum's neck, I would have thought that we were the criminals..."

Liu Ying's voice became higher and higher, and at this moment, someone called her softly.

"Sister Liu."

The voice was hoarse and low, like crushed velvet. Although it was not loud, it was enough to interrupt the angry female manager.

In this room, the only one who can interrupt Liu Ying is of course Li Jingtian.

Hearing this, Liu Ying rushed to the side of the hospital bed, and said to Li Jingtian with concern: "Speak less!"

"It's okay." Li Jingtian coughed lowly, obviously the wound on his neck caused him some pain when he spoke, "Let them investigate, I also want to know what's going on."

After Li Jingtian finished speaking, he looked up at Xing Conglian and nodded.

Li Jingtian's insistence made Liu Ying unable to say anything more. The female manager stood up and said, "It's okay to check, but Jingtian's mobile phone can't leave our sight."

"Of course, we want to protect the privacy of artists after all."

When Liu Ying said that, of course she was giving Xing Conglian a difficult problem, but unexpectedly, Xing Conglian said it very kindly.

As if he had received some signal, the young man who had been hiding in the corner jumped out quickly: "No problem, can I check here?"

As Wang Chao spoke, he sat cross-legged on the floor in front of Liu Ying. He opened the laptop on his lap, then stretched out his hand to Gao Gao, and looked expectantly at the lady beside the bed.

Of course Liu Ying would not have imagined that Xing Conglian would actually bring a technician by her side, and her face immediately turned ugly, but as for Wang Chao, he was different from other ordinary police officers, he hadn't seen a big star at all. And the timidity of his team manager. To be precise, Wang Chao is a person who can't read his face very well, except for Xing Conglian's face, of course.

So Jian Liuying stood there blankly, rubbing his hands, and said, "Don't worry, I won't scan the photos and videos on my phone, don't worry about any pornographic photos leaking out, I will use my personality and QQ number to guarantee..."

Liu Ying's complexion suddenly turned black: "Captain Xing, what do you mean by that?"

"Children are ignorant, you adults have a lot, forgive me."