Criminal Psychology

While Lin Chen was talking, Lu Xu was always in the living room. He was sitting on an armchair in the corner. Because the position was far away, the policemen talked on their own, and no one looked in his direction.

There seems to be something like a protective cover in this dark corner, which can keep him from touching the bright world over there, and Lu Xu feels quite at ease.

After listening to Lin Chen's analysis of Song Shengsheng and Li Jingtian, Lu Xu didn't feel touched in his heart. He felt that the story Lin Chen pieced together was quite ridiculous. A singer who was so successful was easily captured by another person. It's gone, it's too unreasonable, when did God become so unreasonable?

However, when he thought of God, he felt that the story was quite true, hey, when did God say it in the passage?

In this world, there will be good people who die early, and bad people who will not die. Of course, he hopes that he can be the latter.

He rubbed his face with his hands, and suddenly felt that the room was quiet again. He raised his head suddenly, only to realize that everyone in the living room was looking at him.

"What... what's wrong?"

"Mr. Lu, tell me, what kind of person is your brother?" Lu Xu heard Lin Chen say this to him.

Lu Xu was stunned for a moment, he could only look at the man standing against the light from a distance.

"my brother?"

"Just say it."

Lin Chen's eyes were very peaceful. When listening to him say those words just now, Lu Xu always felt that Lin Chen's tone was so sad that he might even cry, but no, Lin Chen didn't even look red under his eyes.

When looking at Lin Chen, Lu Xu had no reason to think of his elder brother. Of course his elder brother is not the same as Lin Chen. Their brothers grew up in a slum since they were young, and their parents died early. In order to have something to eat, he My brother took him to sneak and kidnap, he was not evil, but sometimes he felt that his brother was actually a good person, the kind who just stole ten yuan and gave him eight yuan, and kept one for himself and donated the remaining one to beggars That kind of person, but after giving the money, they saw the beggar uncle in other places. The uncle was standing at the door of the food stall and packed a portion of crayfish. The food and clothing cost was many times better than theirs.

So at that time Lu Xu understood that it is useless to be a good person, because a good person has to die.

"My brother...you see me like this, what can my brother do?" Lu Xu stood up from his chair, not wanting to talk about this issue.

But he heard Lin Chenning's voice coming through like water: "You and your brother should have a very good relationship, so when we ask you, you will say his nickname first, and you seem to be very disdainful towards him, But in fact, you respect him very much in your heart, so tell me, how did your brother die?"

When Lin Chen asked his brother, Lu Xu wanted to scold "it's none of your business", but when Lin Chen finished speaking, Lu Xu felt a chill down his spine. Terrible.

He had no choice but to answer obediently: "It's lung cancer, I don't have money to see a doctor, so I just died like this."

"Do you like smoking?" Lin Chen asked again.

"I like it, but this is fate. Even if my brother likes to smoke, he will never smoke more than two cigarettes a day, but he is so afraid of death, so he died early." Lu Xu laughed.

"Remember, how long did it take your brother to go in and out of Song Shengsheng's house?"

"What?" Lu Xu didn't react for a while, why did the question suddenly return to the case from his brother.

"It was the time when CA company sent you here and you took something..." Lin Chen added.

"I know...I know..." Lu Xu interrupted him, "It's been too long, how can I remember it?"

He really couldn't keep up with Lin Chen's rhythm, and this feeling of being stripped naked was too uncomfortable, he didn't want to continue this topic at all.

But Lin Chen kept talking: "Lu Xu, why don't you smoke? You and your elder brother came to Song Shengsheng's house to work for CA company. Your elder brother sneaked in secretly and you were guarding outside. I think you should be very anxious and irritable. Be irritable. It’s hard for an old smoker like you not to smoke a few, so...how many have you smoked?”

Lin Chen is persuasive and persuasive.

Lu Xu couldn't help following his question, recalling the scene at that time.

Yes, he was very annoying at the time, mainly because sneaking into Song Shengsheng's house was quite dangerous. After all, Song Shengsheng's case was on the cusp at that time, if his brother was accidentally seen by the neighbors, it would be over, so he really took out his cigarette involuntarily. , smoked one after another... It seems that he couldn't help but smoked two. After smoking, he wondered why his brother still didn't come out. Then, when he stubbed out the cigarette butt, his brother came out, so In fact, his brother should have gone in not long ago...

"I... smoked two cigarettes, my brother went in, probably less than 10 minutes." He reluctantly replied.

"I understand." Lin Chen nodded thoughtfully.

"What do you understand?" Lu Xu asked back.

Lin Chen said: "First of all, your brother should be a strict and self-disciplined person. If the CA sends him to deal with the scene, then he will definitely not take away the extra things, and his purpose should be very clear. Some people will come to the big star's house. Touching here and there, very curious, but your brother can't. You said he was only here for less than 10 minutes, but at that time you were in a time of anxiety and tension, and people's days are like years when they are anxious, so, your brother The exact time of entry and exit should be discounted, that is to say, about 5 minutes."

Lu Xu was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

Soon Lin Chen asked again: "Tell me how big your elder brother's bag was."

"It's the size of a normal backpack."

After saying this, Lin Chen nodded, he opened a door on the left and said, "Then, let's start."

"Start what to start?" Lu Xu asked blankly.

"Start to find out what your brother took from this house, stupid!" Wang Chao patted him on the shoulder and smiled proudly.

"I don't know, no one knows, how could you know!" Lu Xu couldn't help raising his voice.

Lin Chen's tone was still so peaceful, and he even patiently explained to him: "Of course I don't know, in fact, according to the formal process, we have to find someone from the forensics department to test fingerprints and footprints, and finally roughly establish that your brother is in the room." You can use the model of action in the game to deduce what your brother did and took here, but we don't have much time right now, so we'll just have to guess."

Lin Chen stood at the door of the room and said so, Wang Chao rushed in first and drew the curtains and opened the windows.

The bright sunlight penetrated into the room, and the furnishings were so bright that every detail could be seen. There was still a lot of dust floating in the air. Lin Chen stretched out his hand to shake off the oncoming dust, and looked into the room.

This should be the master bedroom of Song Shengsheng's family.

There is a wrought-iron bed in the middle of the bedroom, and the quilt is messy. Because of the rape case, the quilt cover and bed sheets have been removed by the police, and there are no photos or picture frames on the bedside table. Song Shengsheng seems to be a very simple person. .

There is a straw mat next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a guitar at the other end. Apart from that, there is nothing else in the room.

After Lin Chen finished watching all this, he walked towards the cloakroom connected to the bedroom.

"Isn't it here?" Lu Xu asked.

"No."

"Then how do you know it wasn't something in the room that was taken away by my brother?"

"Because that room is very harmonious, it doesn't look like something is missing."

"What is harmony?"

Lin Chen glanced at Lu Xu: "Because I have seen the scene photos, this room is exactly the same as the scene photos taken by the police at that time, and there is nothing missing."

"Oh..." Lu Xu said, "Then you still ask me so many questions, don't you know just by looking at the photo?"

Lin Chen was noncommittal, and turned on the light in the cloakroom.

Song Shengsheng's cloakroom is really much more complicated than his bedroom. There are all kinds of punk and rock clothes hanging on the two rows of wardrobes. There are all kinds of colors inside, and there is no pattern at all.

What was even more frightening was that the cloakroom must be the focus of the police search, so the clothes and accessories here were thrown to pieces, like a disaster scene.

Wang Chao patted Lu Xu on the back heavily from behind, and shouted: "Fatty, don't question others casually if you don't understand, especially don't question me, Brother Chen!"

This feeling of being flattered is really bizarre. Continued to observe the cloakroom, Xing Conglian stood beside him, turned around and said to the two of them, "Okay, shut up."

"Did you find any important clues?" Wang Chao ran to them again, "Brother Ah Chen, do you want me to show you the photos of the scene?"

Lin Chen nodded.

Wang Chaofei also rushed to the living room, picked up the tablet and rushed back, Wang Chao has always been reliable in this respect, he even copied a copy and sent it to Xing Conglian's mobile phone.

Lin Chen looked at the photo again.

In fact, although the police may take a lot of photos of the scene, they cannot capture all the details, and even fewer of those photos will actually be included in the file.

Fortunately, the structure of the cloakroom is simple and easy to compare.

He looked at Xing Conglian and asked, "Captain Xing?"

"One person on one side." Xing Conglian answered with a smile.

Lin Chen nodded, no nonsense, he and Xing Conglian back to back, began to compare the photos with the current wardrobe, they walked slowly from one end of the cloakroom to the other, and finally met in front of the closet at the end.

Xing Conglian shook his phone and put the phone in his pocket. Lin Chen sighed. He looked at the time on the upper right corner of the tablet. It was already 11:05, and their time was really running out.

"Have you found it yet?" Wang Chao asked anxiously when he saw the two of them exiting the cloakroom, craned his neck.

Lin Chen handed the tablet back, and said, "Don't worry, it's actually not very likely that brother Lu Xu took any clothing items, we're just in case."

"What could that be?" Dynasty asked.

Lin Chen walked out of the bedroom, glanced at the layout of the house, and walked to the room at the end of the corridor.

He put his hand lightly on the door and gently twisted it open.

The room was pitch black, with no light at all.

Probably because he felt that he had been standing at the door for too long, Wang Chao rushed in and wanted to open the window, but suddenly bumped into something, the young man screamed in pain, and there was a series of clanging sounds in the room.

Lin Chen raised his hand and pressed the switch.

There was a soft crack, and the warm yellow light covered it like water, as gentle as a piece of music.

When looking at the photos of Song Shengsheng's house just now, Lin Chen suddenly saw a small room in the live photos, so he walked over.

It was a simple recording studio.

This is that recording studio.