Criminal Psychology

With the bed number, it is much easier to find someone.

Lin Chen was sitting beside the hospital bed, and an old man wearing an oxygen mask was lying on that bed. The old man was extremely weak and seemed to be running out of time.

Behind him, Fu Hao squatted halfway and spoke softly.

"Brother, how do you know that Yu Yanqing met some man in the hospital, that's why?"

"It's very simple. Apart from relatives and friends, what can change a person is true love. Often, only love can make people crazy."

When Xing Conglian walked into the room, he just heard this question.

He took two quick steps, reached the bedside, and asked, "Where is the man from?"

"Brother seems to have found a suspicious person. Yu Yanqing may have found a boyfriend in the hospital."

Hearing Fu Hao's cautious answer, Xing Conglian frowned: "But in Yu Yanqing's information, it doesn't say at all that she has a boyfriend she is dating."

Xing Conglian was a little anxious.

After all, there was something missing in the police investigation data, so that he almost missed important clues in the process of solving the case, which is really very unreasonable.

"Their relationship is very secretive, and I also used some special methods to find out." Lin Chen said slowly, as if to comfort him.

"Then we are now?"

"Waiting for someone."

As if to echo Lin Chen's words, a vigilant female voice came from the door of the ward: "Are you the patient's family members? Why haven't I seen you before?"

A little nurse stood there holding a white tray.

Xing Conglian showed his ID, and the golden police badge flashed by, but the little nurse became nervous.

He gently invited the nurse to the bedside.

Lin Chen raised his head and asked, "Something happened to this hospital bed recently, right?"

The nurse's face was very bad, she hurriedly took a step back and wanted to leave, but Xing Conglian blocked the door.

"The hospital won't let you talk nonsense?" Lin Chen put his hand on the back of the old man's hand, turned around and said, "We always have a way to find out, but we just hope that with your help, we can shorten the investigation time."

Lin Chen is very honest, because honesty makes it impossible to refuse.

The little nurse hesitated, her face flushed, and she finally said, "Before, on August 8th, the patient in this hospital bed... jumped to his death."

"What's the patient's name?"

"Feng Xuejuan."

Xing Conglian quickly took out his mobile phone and called a technician.

……

The chief of the security department arrived quickly. When he heard that the police wanted to transfer the video of Feng Xuejuan jumping off the building on August 8, his face was filled with sadness.

Originally, because of the corpses in the mortuary, the outpatient volume of the city hospital had shrunk a lot. If the serial killer had anything to do with the hospital, then the hospital's reputation would be ruined.

But Xing Conglian's attitude was very tough, so he had to take the group to the monitoring room of the hospital.

Wang Chao was quickly summoned to the monitoring room.

The hospital security personnel were still fetching the video. The young technician sat on the swivel chair, raised the brim of his hat, and quickly slid over to squeeze the person away.

He glanced at the file format, quickly searched for the named file, dragged and dropped the timeline, and the exact scene of Feng Xuejuan jumping off the building appeared on the screen.

The skinny woman in a hospital gown jumped out of the window, and she could only be seen plummeting downward like a kite with a broken string.

However, due to the reflection of the light, the window of the ward was completely white, and it was impossible to see the specific situation in the room clearly.

Fu Hao let out a regretful "Hey".

Xing Conglian smacked his lips, walked to the window, and looked out.

The hospital itself has installed a complete monitoring system, covering almost all public areas. He looked around, and his gaze finally fell on the monitoring system on the courtyard wall.

"What's the serial number of that monitor?"

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the rotating probe on the hospital wall.

The head of the security section looked in the direction of Xing Conglian's fingers, moved his fat body, and ran to the file cabinet to look through the documents.

Wang Chao raised his eyes, looked at the monitor screen, and quickly searched for the number.

He tapped the keyboard with his fingers, the screen went dark, then quickly lit up again, and an unexpected scene happened.

The black and white pixel particles squeeze each other, and on the display screen, the dead old man in Chunshui Street is sitting on a bench downstairs basking in the sun.

"That person!" Fu Hao tapped a young man on the screen with his back to the camera.

Wang Chao hurriedly called up the surveillance camera on the other side, and the video slowed down again. The young man on the gravel road showed his face. It was the young man who died under the ring in the park!

Ten seconds later, Yu Yanqing also appeared on the screen. She was standing under the tree. Not far away, Feng Xuejuan's body was still in a pool of blood, twitching slightly.

In the monitoring room, there was complete silence.

Everyone just felt cold all over their bodies, like falling into an ice cellar.

Suddenly, a burst of piano music sounded in the room.

The sound of the piano was chaotic, and everyone trembled suddenly, and then they came back to their senses.

Xing Cong connected to the phone, and the director's correct voice came from the other end. The words were still very short, only eight words.

"Someone is coming, come back!"

Xing Conglian knows the old director too well.

The old man is gruff and gentle, he talks a lot, but there are very few things that can really make him anxious.

But recently, the only thing that can give the old man a real headache is the young man sitting in front of the monitor.

He subconsciously glanced at Lin Chen, and Lin Chen looked back at him, as if he knew exactly what was said on the phone.

……

There are people waiting outside the police station.

The man was not waiting in the warm office, but was waiting under the wet eaves. The rain wet his epaulets, and the three silver stars appeared brighter because of this.

Sitting in the car, Lin Chen saw people standing under the eaves from a distance. He unbuckled his seat belt, but Xing Conglian held down his hand.

He is very clear that Xing Conglian is caring about him, so he is equally grateful for this concern.

"It's an acquaintance, don't worry." He comforted, and then resolutely removed Xing from Lian's hand.

He opened the car door without opening an umbrella, and quickly walked under the eaves of the police station.

I haven't seen him in three years, and the man standing opposite him seems to have lost a lot of weight, and his temperament has become sharper because of this, like a sword about to be unsheathed, the blade is cold and unkind.

Lin Chen gave a rare smile, leaned over and said, "Inspector Huang, long time no see, how are you doing?"

"I heard that you're restless, so I'll take a look."

The exact same words, although spoken from different people's mouths, have the same cruel meaning.

Lin Chen was not silent, he raised his head, looked at the man in front of him, and said, "Huang Ze, you are too idle."

Xing Conglian was holding the car keys and approached with a clang, just in time to hear Lin Chen's response.

In just three days of investigating the case, many people have jumped out to make trouble, but Lin Chen's responses are getting more interesting every time.

He couldn't help grinning, trying not to laugh out loud, the man in front of Lin Chen had silver stars shining on his shoulders, he was two and a half levels higher than him.

They belong to the same system, of course he has heard of the name of Inspector Huang Ze Huang, the words "star of the police force" and "envoy of justice" have been used by reporters. He is upright and clean, and the gods and ghosts are not close. The key point is that Huang Ze is still good-looking, and his promotion speed is unmatched by anyone.

He walked up to Huang Ze and saluted him. Before he could speak, he saw that the other party also saluted him, and said, "Captain Xing, right? I was ordered to supervise your handling of this case."

Well, it turned out that Inspector Huang was following him, no wonder the old chief was in such a hurry.

However, Huang Ze's words were respectful and his demeanor was modest, making it impossible for anyone to make a mistake.

Even if what he meant was "the superiors asked me to watch you, you can do it yourself", but if someone like that said it and did it, it was extremely businesslike and impeccable.

"We just found an important clue. Inspector Huang is not annoying, so please give me some pointers?" Xing Conglian asked with a smile.

Xing Conglian was of course polite, but Huang Ze was not polite at all.

Huang Ze didn't even pay attention to him, he just turned around and walked into the police office.

But he and Lin Chen could only follow behind.

Zhang Xiaolong's policewoman was nervously arranging teacups in the office, and the big men of the police force were sitting around the desk. Holding the tea bucket in her left hand, she rushed down the hot water.

Hearing someone walk in, she hurriedly turned her head, almost scalding her hand.

"Little cage, be careful." Xing Conglian said with a smile.

Lin Chen didn't speak, but found a chair in the corner and sat down. Surprisingly, Huang Ze ignored the seat that was obviously vacated for him, and instead sat beside Lin Chen. He sat upright and took out a The palm-sized cowhide notebook, and the ballpoint pen was pressed twice, making it clear that he was here to listen.

Standing by the table, Xing Conglian glanced at the two of them, always feeling that the atmosphere was a bit weird.

He smacked his lips, and Fu Hao followed Wang Chao and fell behind. When he walked into the office, Professor Fu saw the person sitting next to Lin Chen, and couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, staring so hard that his eyes almost fell off.

He winked at Lin Chen desperately, but Lin Chen started to close his eyes to rest his mind as if he didn't see it.

Because of the arrival of several people, the originally noisy office became quiet in an instant.

Lin Chen leaned on the chair, watching people take their seats one after another, the chairs were placed in a circle again.

Xing Conglian finally pulled out his chair and sat down. The political commissar of the police force cleared his throat and said, "There has been a new breakthrough in the investigation of the 9.10 homicide case. Let's ask Captain Xing to talk about it." Tell that to the inspector in the airborne.

"According to Mr. Lin's analysis, we found out that the son of Feng Xuejuan's son is suspected of committing a major crime..."

Before Xing Cong could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the political commissar: "Old Xing, I didn't blame you. You are too arbitrary this time. We pay attention to evidence in handling the case!" The political commissar patted the table lightly and criticized, "Just Because Feng Peilin's mother, Feng Xuejuan, committed suicide, you believe that Feng Peilin is the murderer? What about Yu Yanqing? Judging from the physical evidence, Yu Yanqing is suspected of committing a major crime. You can't judge the case just because there are people who have nothing to do with it. .”

As if being pushed by someone, Lin Chen barely opened his eyes, and found that everyone was sitting together, the secretary of the meeting was writing and writing in a rustle, and the rest of the people were holding stacks of materials in their hands, and their eyes were all on him body.

The air conditioner hissed, and the temperature in the office dropped instantly.

Lin Chen slightly raised his eyes, and was not angry at the words of the political commissar, after all, he knew better than anyone else that all inferences based on psychological analysis could not be used as real evidence.

"We need experts." The political commissar knocked on the table and said, "But not everyone can be called an expert."

This is really serious. Just when Xing Conglian wanted to refute, Lin Chen spoke first: "What do you need?"

"Can you prove that Yu Yanqing knew Feng Peilin?" Huang Ze suddenly spoke in the silence.

"You two are a couple, right?"

Lin Chen didn't look at Huang Ze, but stared at the political commissar, and said something nonsense.

"What did you say?"

"You and that girl, you are very close lovers. Although no one in the office knows, you often secretly date after get off work." Lin Chen pointed to the female secretary who was taking notes.

Whispering started in the office immediately, the female secretary buried her head lowly, and the dark face of the political commissar also showed an expression of embarrassment.

"Look for a scene where Yu Yanqing and Feng Peilin appear at the same time." Lin Chen made a clear mind, turned his head and said to the young technician who was operating the computer, his elbows were involuntarily propped on the armrest to support his heavy head .

Upon hearing this, Wang Chao hurriedly brought up a camera, and after pressing the Enter key, he turned the notebook to face the crowd.

On the screen, Yu Yanqing was holding a mop, bending over to pass by Feng Peilin, Feng Peilin stepped aside, and Yu Yanqing took a peek at him.

"That's it."

Lin Chen looked at the female secretary gently.

The secretary lowered her head very much, but her eyes couldn't help but look at her secret lover, her eyes were shy, admiring and sweet, which happened to be captured.

The eyes outside the screen are almost exactly the same as the eyes on the screen.

"Old Jiang, you're keeping this from me!" Xing Conglian slapped the table and laughed. It was the first time he saw the hard-faced political commissar in the team suffer. It was really worth the price of admission.

"Okay, okay, don't make fun of Xiao Chen." The political commissar hurriedly waved, "Discuss the case... discuss the case!"

There was the sound of kicking heels outside the office, and Zhang Xiaolong ran into the office with a stack of documents.

Her face was pale, and she looked left and right, looking a little undecided.

"What's the matter, Xiaolong?" Xing Conglian asked.

"You just asked me to check on Feng Peilin. According to the information, Feng Peilin and Yu Yanqing do know each other. Not only do they know each other, but they are also very close."

"How to say?"

While Zhang Xiaolong was speaking, he looked at Lin Chen subconsciously, then bit his lip, and continued: "Feng Peilin used to be Yu Yanqing's Chinese teacher, and now Feng Peilin is a teacher at Shishi Primary School."

When Lin Chen heard the last sentence, he was struck by lightning, and stared blankly at the policewoman who was still talking.

"Because of family reasons, Yu Yanqing went out to work after finishing junior high school. At that time, Feng Peilin was her Chinese teacher. Feng Peilin came to Shishi Primary School three years ago to teach..."