Criminal Psychology

【One】

The jeep drove across Wutong Avenue and turned into an alley.

The alley can only accommodate two cars in parallel at most, and the central air-conditioning units of the surrounding buildings are hung on both sides of the alley, making the alley even narrower.

Lin Chen looked out the window, and could see the main building complex of the Xinni embassy in the distance. From the estimation of the route, they roughly entered the living area behind the embassy.

Sewage is flowing here, discarded newspapers are occasionally flying in the air, and some scattered and invisible cast iron parts are thrown on the ground at random. In addition to the air conditioner, the most common thing in the alley is the door.

There are side doors, big or small, with styles from different countries.

Its door stands on both sides of the alley, sometimes there are people sitting by the door, sometimes there is no one, many doors are tightly locked, but some wooden doors are open, and inside is a dark and bottomless alley.

Finally, Xing Conglian stopped by a door casually.

It was an ocher iron door abruptly opened on the dark green wall. An old man smoking a pipe was sitting at the door. The old man was wearing a very ordinary yellow-gray plaid shirt, and the hat on his head did not match the shirt very well. peaked cap.

Xing Conglian loosened his seat belt, looked back at the few people sitting in the car, and said, "Professor Fu, I'm sorry to trouble you, I will drive and take Mr. Lu to a coffee shop to rest later."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the cigarette case and mobile phone and got out of the car.

Chao Dynasty began to pack his backpack without saying a word, Fu Hao looked at Lu Xu in disbelief, and finally, Lin Chen heard him ask himself: "Master... Senior brother... I always feel that you are so brave, if you two hours Am I going to call the police if I don’t come out?”

Fu Hao started rambling again, but Lin Chen only said two words.

"obedient."

After speaking, he and Wang Chao nodded, and opened the car door respectively.

When they got out of the car, Xing Conglian had already walked to the edge of the ocher iron door, half of his body was covered by the shadow of the porter's awning.

Xing Conglian knocked on the window, and the old porter gave Xing Conglian a sideways look impatiently, as if he was evaluating whether it was worth opening the window for him to let the air-conditioning out.

Before the old man could make up his mind, Xing Conglian opened the window casually. The old man was impatient with the heat, and he slammed down the cigarette pouch. Lin Chen thought the old man was going to curse, but he didn't.

The old man pressed the brim of his hat, put his thumb and index finger together, and rubbed them lightly.

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, because he had seen Xing Conglian do similar actions before.

This is an obvious act of begging for money. Lin Chen estimated that the asking price of the concierge would not be low. The next moment, just when Lin Chen thought that Xing Conglian would take out some membership card from his pocket, Xing Conglian Only one pack of cigarettes was taken out.

The half-removed plastic packaging was still wrapped around the cigarette box, which was exactly the box Xing Conglian had just bought.

Xing Conglian opened the cigarette case, took out a slender cigarette from it, and threw it into the window casually.

The old man frowned, picked up the cigarette nervously, held the position of the cigarette filter with his rough and callused fingers, and turned it half a circle clockwise, Lin Chen noticed that under the sun, the filter and the body of the cigarette There was a subtle gleam at the junction, and there seemed to be a silver border inlaid there, as all high-end tobaccos will adorn.

Under the sun, when the old man turned the cigarette to a specific position, he turned it counterclockwise half a circle, as if some special magic had been activated. The old man put down the cigarette and looked up again, with a completely different expression from before.

"My old man hasn't smoked such a good cigarette for a long time." The old man opened the drawer, took out the lighter, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and asked, "What do you want?"

At that moment, the old man's eyes revealed iron-blooded determination.

Xing Conglian looked sideways at everything inside the iron gate, and said casually: "I heard that Mellonella is eating and dying at your place, so bring him to see me."

……

Lin Chen knew very early on that Xing Conglian was a person with secrets, but such secrets did not mean that some confidential events beyond his understanding would be involved.

But just now, Xing Cong used a mint cigarette with a unit price of 5 cents, and successfully broke through the heavy guards of the Xinni Embassy. If normal logic is used to estimate, it may take several years to complete the task of entering the Xinni Embassy. Ten calls from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and consultations at various levels, not to mention that they are probably the number one target of the Xinni embassy now, but Xing Conglian really managed to lead them in the corridor of the Xinni embassy with only a mint cigarette Stroll inside.

It is surrounded by tall and dense subtropical plants with lush vines.

The old man who opened the door for them sat back in his seat after opening the iron door. The old man didn't even forget to close the small window of the porter's room, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Chen recalled the scene when the old man sat back to the porter's hut to pick up the phone at the end, and always felt that the secrets involved in it might be more incredible than he thought.

For example, he just barely searched for the word Xing Conglian said in not bad English, and found that it should be a code name, originally referring to a moth with excellent hearing.

For another example, after they entered the Xinni embassy, ​​Xing Conglian acted as the owner of the entire embassy, ​​and he walked them into an office in the basement of the embassy.

It may be more appropriate to describe this office as a cellar. It is surrounded by hard lead plates. The biggest role of lead as a metal for protection is of course to isolate radiation. The reason why Lin Chen can judge this is because the dynasty entered There was a cry from the back of the room, indicating that all his communication tools had lost signal.

It was very cold around, revealing a kind of absolute chill.The air smelled like metal from the accumulation of tons of lead plates, and because the metal layer was so thick, there was no sound in the surrounding area.

This submission is like the absolute secret room that every spy war novel will create. The moment they all walked into the room, the iron door automatically closed and locked.

Lin Chen sat cross-legged against the corner of the wall, and Xing Conglian walked up to him and sat down.

"Captain Xing." Lin Chen said lightly.

"Consultant Lin."

Xing Conglian took out the cigarette again, and lit another one in front of him.

"Can I ask questions?"

"Of course, you can always ask me any question."

Xing Conglian stared at him with dark green eyes, without any concealment, frankly.

But Lin Chen still chose a less sharp question, he asked: "What is Mellonella?"

"At the Ridan Peace Conference 15 years ago, there was a very famous eavesdropping expert who single-handedly reversed the entire peace talks process. The eavesdropping expert's code name was Mellonella."

"How did he do that?"

"At that time, in order to negotiate the ceasefire agreement in the Three Rivers Basin, the heads of state participating in the meeting stayed at the Ridan Central Hotel. The intention of the other party was to take the initiative in the real negotiation process, and at that time, the intelligence personnel of the new Nigeria sent an eavesdropping expert named Mellonella to eavesdrop on the hotel room where the head of the Philippines stayed. He stayed in the guest room for two days and two nights, recorded which floor would make noise, which door creaked, and recorded the frequency of the sound. At night, he tried not to make any sound, not to touch Touch anything and move around the room..."

"Like a bat."

"No, he's Mellonella with better hearing than bats."

"and after?"

"You see, in fact, for spies, the purpose of installing bugs is not to obtain useful information in the conversation, because no leader of any country is stupid enough to talk about any key issues in a hotel room. His wiretapping The main purpose is to grasp the movements of the leaders of each participating country, in order to infer the mood or physical condition of the participating leaders from some leftover information.”

"Physical condition?"

"Yes... very coincidentally and fortunately, on the night of the third day of the talks, Mellonella discovered that the Philippine leader's breathing rate had a small change when he was asleep, which was almost undetectable The change in breathing may even be caused by the climate problem, but Mellonella did not let go of this problem, he reported it to the higher level, and finally, Xin Niguo passed this message to the Feixuli country intelligence in a very clever way Department chief, finally, a tiny dose of chronic poison was detected in the head of the Philippines..."

"Someone wants to kill people and set the blame on them, to sabotage the progress of the peace talks?"

Xing Cong took a puff of cigarette and exhaled a long blue smoke: "Isn't it incredible?"

Lin Chen thought for a while and said, "So, are you bringing me to find a real expert in soundprint identification?"

"He's not an expert, he's a genius."

The heavy lead door was pushed open forcefully, the hinges creaked, and the brisk footsteps landed on the heavy ground, and then came to a heavy stop.

Lin Chen's gaze fell on the visitor's feet, and then slowly upwards, black leather shoes, black trousers and black sunglasses, his eyes finally fell on the visitor's face, after being as stiff as the other person for a few seconds, he slowly moved Turning his head to Xing Conglian's direction, he said, "This is the genius you mentioned?"

Xing Conglian was also dumbfounded, until the cigarette burned his fingers, he grinned and shook off the cigarette butt, and asked tentatively, "Mellonella?"

With a depressed expression on his face, the other party stood at the door and thought for a while, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Shen Chenggong, stop!" Xing Conglian shouted.

……

Although Shen Chenggong didn't like Li Jingtian, he never thought that he would be the key person to convict this noble son of a diplomatic family.

He looked at the Hongjing policeman in front of him who had beaten him mercilessly, and was reluctant to sit down in the cold cellar, although he didn't know where the policeman found out his real identity. After all, that kind of thing It was never recorded on any file, but it was clear that he had no right to refuse anyone who walked through that door.

"I would like to ask you to distinguish whether the victim's screams are really included in this famous song by illi."

A laptop is spread out in front of him.

Shen Chenggong looked at the laptop in front of him, knocked on the metal case, and said angrily: "Is it public? At least give me a pair of headphones, boss?"

After all, he beat Shen Chenggong mercilessly, and Xing Conglian said politely, "Sorry, it was our negligence."

Dynasty quickly pulled out an earphone from his backpack, knelt down on the ground, and put his hands on it.

Shen Chenggong immediately made the same gesture towards Wang Chao, and he said depressedly: "Please don't be so polite to me, I'm panicking, or you can beat me again to vent your anger?"

"This is really very important." Xing Conglian nodded to Wang Chao, and Wang Chao clicked on the video file of Song Shengsheng's interview.

"The victim's name is Song Shengsheng. He was a very famous singer in our country. We suspect that Li Jingtian sexually assaulted him inhumanely and recorded his screams in his album. Time is running out, so we can only ask for your help. Confirm whether our speculation is true."

Xing Conglian's tone was serious.

Shen Chenggong was terrified when he heard it, he pondered for a moment, and then said: "Okay, let me listen to it, but let me explain first, you can't force me to give false testimony."

"Please rest assured, this is the biggest difference between us and Li Jingtian."

With this guarantee, Shen Chenggong inserted the earphones into the ear holes without hesitation, and clicked on the two audio tracks.

【two】

The expression on Mellonella's face changed from doubt to solemnity. Finally, the moment he turned off the audio and put down the earphones, his expression was already the same as when he heard the frequency change of the middle-aged head of state. The tone reported to Xing Conglian: "Captain Xing, if you believe my judgment, then I'm sure that Song Shengsheng's screams were mixed in this famous song by illi, and I'm even more sure that it should be a whole song. The scream was cut into 15 parts and mixed in the climax of the whole song. The scream contains the breathing sounds of two people, so I think your speculation is not wrong, it is indeed possible that Song Shengsheng is being sexually assaulted The screams were recorded during the process."

Shen Chenggong used his words very carefully. He didn't even mention Li Jingtian from the beginning to the end.

Their heavy breathing echoed in the thick isolation room.

In the end, Shen Chenggong yanked up the earphones and threw them to the ground. He turned around and grabbed Xing Conglian's collar, and said word by word: "I don't care who you are or what status you have, but since you can walk in Here, then he must be able to bring this bastard Li Jingtian to justice, so please!"

After Shen Chenggong finished speaking, he bowed to Xing Conglian very respectfully.

Xing Conglian had no sadness or joy on his face. Lin Chen saw him turn his head, looked at himself deeply, and said to Shen Chenggong: "I am not the one who can bring Li Jingtian to justice. You should bow to him."

Shen Chenggong looked hesitant, Lin Chen shook his head: "I'm not too sure."

"What do you need?" Xing Conglian asked.

"I need Li Jingtian to confess his guilt."

Xing Conglian quickly realized what he wanted to do, so he said: "If it is the wiretapping evidence of your private conversation with Li Jingtian, it cannot be regarded as evidence in court."

"Yeah, so I need a room, four high-definition broadcast cameras, and of course, Li Jingtian himself."

……

It should be said that foreign embassies of various countries always undertake the heavy responsibility of foreign exchanges. They often hold various press conferences in the embassies, but even so, no sovereign country has ever opened its embassies to the judicial departments of other countries It can be used as an interrogation room, not to mention broadcasting the entire interrogation process nationwide.

So when Ambassador Luo Qiusheng received this request, his first reaction was to talk nonsense. No matter how much he hated Mr. Li's behavior, the old man was right in saying one sentence.If he allowed this to happen in his embassy, ​​he would never think of going further in Parliament or pursuing any greater career development.

But sometimes, people have to face such difficult choices.

Luo Qiusheng looked out the window at the demonstrators who were about to disperse. As long as he shakes his head now, all disputes will disappear in two hours. But unfortunately, diplomacy itself is a game, and the winner must be the one with the bigger chips.

Luo Qiusheng pondered for a moment, shook his head very distressed, and said to his confidential secretary: "Does the other party have any requests?"

"The other party needs us to invite Li Jingtian into that room, Mr. Ambassador."

"I understand." Luo Qiusheng pushed away the chair and stood up from behind the desk.

"gentlemen?"

"Since the other party requests so, then this matter can only be handled by me."

……

The moment the live TV screen came on, Mr. Li, who was far away in the capital of Xinni, couldn't believe his eyes.

He looked at the dark hut on the TV screen. As an old man who had worked in the Singapore embassy in China for many years, he only recognized the location of the hut in an instant.

It was in the attic on the fourth floor of the embassy dormitory area, which was just above the room where his grandson lived now.

In the attic, a chandelier hangs in the middle of the room, and the dim light spreads out a complete circle on the ground.

Two simple wooden chairs are placed under the lamp, one of which is a back chair, and the other is the simplest square stool. They are placed opposite each other. Apart from that, there is nothing in the room.

The anchor of Xinni TV broadcasted the report in a calm tone: "In response to the many controversies caused by our citizen Mr. Li Jingtian in China, the Huaguo police decided to adopt a live broadcast method to broadcast the interrogation process of Mr. Li Jingtian to the people of the whole country. There are still 5 minutes left. Time, the formal interrogation is about to begin."

With trembling hands, Mr. Li once again dialed the private phone number of Mr. Luo Qiusheng, the ambassador of Singapore to China.

The long blind tone from the receiver made the old man's hands gradually tremble.

The reason why Ambassador Luo didn't answer the phone immediately was because he was on a very important matter.

He walked on the red stairs inside the embassy, ​​and behind him followed the initiator of this series of events.

"Uncle Luo, where are we going?"

Li Jingtian suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart, and he almost wanted to flee downstairs immediately.

But when Mr. Ambassador stepped on the last step, he suddenly turned his head and stared at him with a very indifferent gaze, which made him dare not make any movements.

"We?" Mr. Ambassador pointed to the dark red wooden door at the end of the stairs with the same floor color, and said to him, "There is no us, only you."