Criminal Psychology

【One】

Later, after buying crayfish, they returned to this night market street.

There was still a change of clothes for Wang Chao, which could have been solved by finding a small supermarket, but Lin Chen was walking along the street when he suddenly saw a small street stall.

The stall owner is a young college student who is taking a nap. He is listening to music on his mobile phone, and he seems to have no intention of doing business. There are two simple iron shelves beside him, and there are two rows of odd clothes on the iron shelves. Lin Chen glanced at his mobile phone. I found that he was listening to Song Shengsheng's very early album.

Probably at the moment when they passed by like this, the young college student glanced at him, then held his mobile phone and stood up excitedly: "Lin...Mr. Lin Chen?"

Lin Chen stopped in his tracks. It was also the first time he had been yelled out by passers-by, and he was at a loss.

"I... I like Shengsheng very much, I'm his fan, thank you today really..." The little boy said, his eyes turned red, "Although it's hard, but I really thank you. "

Under the street lamp, the young college student's eyes were reddish, and his expression was a little excited. In the night, he was covered with the faint light of the street lamp, and behind him was the smoke and dust rising into the sky from the barbecue stall next door.

Lin Chen was stunned.

"That... I didn't admit my mistake, did I?" Seeing him in a daze, the college student suddenly became timid.

Lin Chen thought about it, it was the first time he was thanked in person, looking at the student's young face and hopeful eyes, he felt that he should say something, but he couldn't say anything.

He suddenly thought of Song Shengsheng. The young singer's face gradually overlapped with the student's. He suddenly wanted to know what the other party would say to him if he faced Song Shengsheng one day. If it was Song Shengsheng, maybe he would thank him To avenge him, and to blame him for meddling in his own business, Song Shengsheng is such a strange alternative.

In the end, it was Xing Conglian who put his hand on his shoulder to break the deadlock.

Xing Conglian greeted the student and said, "It's so late, why are you still setting up a stall?"

"That's right... Earn some tuition fees!" The student suddenly became excited again, "Do you want to buy any clothes, I'll pick them out for you, really... I don't even know what to say, am I really stupid right now? "

"No." Lin Chen turned around, embarrassed.

His actions probably made the college student think that he was going to pick clothes, so the boy's excited voice rang in his ears one after another, "Do you buy men's clothes? I have a new summer style in the small commodity market. It's a hot style. It's very good..."

"Men's clothing... um..." Lin Chen picked up a large pink T-shirt with a small strawberry pattern from a simple hanger. He thought about how Xia Dynasty would look wearing this T-shirt, and then glanced at Xing Conglian, Ask him, "Is it cute?"

"Cute." Xing Conglian said with satisfaction.

Lin Chen nodded, took out his wallet and paid.

Then there was another round of tug-of-war about giving money or not. In the end, Xing Conglian secretly stuffed money into the student's pocket and settled the matter.

This is of course a small episode. When we returned to the express hotel, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Wang Chao had already taken a bath, wrapped in a thin quilt, and slept soundly on the bed.

Xing Conglian stood by the bed, carrying a large basket of crayfish takeaway, as if he wanted to wake him up immediately.

Lin Chen grabbed him, put the strawberry T-shirt on Wang Dynasty's bedside, and said helplessly: "I didn't sleep all day yesterday, I'm really tired."

"What about the crayfish?" Xing Conglian was very impatient.

"I'll see you eat." Lin Chen glanced at the pot full of peppers, then at the knife wound on his hand, and said quite naturally.

But in order to appease Xing Conglian, he still asked with a smile: "Do you want to go downstairs to buy another bottle of beer?"

As a loyal lover of spicy crayfish, Xing Conglian couldn't refuse this request.

There was a pair of small sofa chairs by the window, Xing Conglian put the crayfish on the coffee table, then seemed to think of something, suddenly turned to him and said, "It's late, Consultant Lin should go take a shower first."

Seeing that Xing Conglian was about to eat crayfish all night by the window, Lin Chen nodded and agreed.

But before he could get a change of clothes, Xing Conglian turned his head and said, "Wait, the wound needs to be kept out of water, wouldn't it be inconvenient for you to wash it alone?"

"Of course it's inconvenient." Lin Chen opened the bathroom door, and when he heard him say that, he had already entered the bathroom. He rarely wanted to tease Xing Conglian, so he poked his head out and responded, "Captain Xing wants to help me wash ?"

"I am willing to serve you." Xing Conglian wanted to get up.

"Why don't we go together?" Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian with a smile, then turned around and locked the bathroom door.

When he came out after washing, one-third of Xing Conglian's lobsters had been killed.

It is obviously impossible for the express hotel to have tall floor-to-ceiling windows like Ke En May, and the floors they live in are also very low, so there is no sense of grandeur that gives a panoramic view of the whole city with thousands of lights outside the window.But Lin Chen looked at the back of Xing Conglian sitting in the armchair with one person, one wine and one lobster. Under the dim light, Xing Conglian felt as if he had gone through a thousand sails. At that time, Lin Chen suddenly thought, who can leave? Enter the heart of Conglian.

He wiped his wet hair with one hand, and sat down beside Xing Conglian.

"Is it still inconvenient?" Xing Conglian asked him after taking a sip of his wine.

"It's not that troublesome." Lin Chen glanced at the coffee table, there was an extra bottle of Yongchuan Chunsheng there at some point, and Xing Conglian probably bought wine while he was taking a bath.

Xing Conglian put down his cup, went into the bathroom to wash his hands, and when he came out again, he directly took the towel in his hand and began to wipe his hair without looking at it.Xing Conglian moved softly, Lin Chen could feel the strength of his hand holding the towel on his head, and his ears were touched by the edge of Xing Conglian's rough palm from time to time, Lin Chen felt that his ears were probably red , but the dim window should not see clearly.

"When you saw that student just now, did you regret doing the live broadcast?" Xing Conglian asked for no reason.

Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian's thoughtful and peaceful face in the reflection of the glass window, and said honestly: "Yes, I was thinking just now, if what Song Shengsheng wanted was not revenge but a peaceful life, would I Instead, it violated his wish?"

"It's not something you can decide." Xing Conglian finished wiping and started to fold the towels, "Similarly, it's not something he can decide."

Lin Chen shook his head, Xing Conglian's words are really powerful and powerful, and he really deserves to be Xing Conglian.

Because Xing Conglian easily resolved his knot, Lin Chen suddenly thought of another friend who always wanted to resolve his knot: "Where is Su Fengzi?"

At this point, Lin Chen realized that his cell phone hadn't rang all night, and with Su Fengzi's temperament, it was hard not to call him and taunt him after being locked up for a day...

"That man of God..." Xing Conglian put the towel back in the bathroom, his voice gradually became quieter, and footsteps sounded, he walked out of the bathroom again, and stopped by the desk, Lin Chen heard the sound of the electric kettle, he turned his head, I saw that Xing Conglian was opening the tea bag and putting it into a porcelain cup.

He quickly made a cup of tea, then brought it over to him, and said gently: "Jasmine tea, I won't be unable to fall asleep."

"Thank you."

Lin Chen picked up the teacup, the tea bag in the water was gently ups and downs, and the aroma wafted up. It seemed that Xing Conglian was going to let him continue chatting with him.

"It is said that people from the Xinni embassy said that when they wanted to release people, the room was already empty." Xing Conglian said.

Lin Chen's eyes widened, a little unbelievable, but after thinking about it, such things as elusiveness and disappearance are indeed very similar to Su Fengzi's style.

"Your friend, it's really incredible." Xing Conglian picked up the crayfish again and began to peel them.

Lin Chen really wanted to say that you are even more incredible than him, but of course such words can only be kept in his heart.

"Fengzi, to be honest, I don't know what he's doing." Lin Chen blew on the tea soup. It was obviously a very common jasmine tea, but probably because Xing Conglian was by his side, Lin Chen felt that this The cup of tea was sweeter than the ones he drank in the past. He said: "When we were in college, he often skipped classes, so that we sometimes said that his other identity was Superman who saved the world or Overwatch. Very mysterious."

Xing Conglian pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "It's very interesting."

After that, he talked to Xing Conglian about Su Fengzi's life in college, so he planned to go to bed early, but they sat on the sofa by the narrow window of the express hotel, and he watched Xing Conglian carefully. Eat crawfish and keep chatting.

Xing Conglian would talk about some very strange regional knowledge, and Lin Chen would listen carefully sometimes, and sometimes he couldn't help but put in a few words, and then occasionally talked about some patients he had encountered. In short, the man In the chat, you will inevitably talk about the experiences that make you proud.

At that time, Lin Chen thought, this is actually very good, there is no need for any changes between him and Xing Conglian, he is already very satisfied.

Well, if Song Shengsheng hadn't been there, the time between him and Xing Conglian would have passed through decades without a trace like tonight.

But fortunately, there is Song Shengsheng in this world.

【two】

The next day, they were completely woken up by Xing Conglian's cell phone ringing suddenly.

When he sat up from the bed in a daze, Xing Conglian had already answered the phone soberly.

"Jiang Chao?" Xing Conglian scratched his hair on the bed next door with a surprised tone.

"I rely on the old punishment. If you don't come to Yongchuan, you will be fine. If you come, there will be some big news!" Vice Captain Jiang's loud voice came through the handset of the mobile phone.

Lin Chen covered his head and realized that the caller was the deputy captain of the criminal police team of Yongchuan Second Bureau who was investigating with them in the mass suicide case. His heart sank and he woke up instantly. He sat up straight and looked at the criminal police. From even.

"What's the matter, calling me so early?" Xing Conglian asked seriously.

"Consultant Lin is here too. The group case we investigated last time has some progress. I want to chat with you. It doesn't matter how busy you were yesterday. I'm sorry to bother you. Are you free in the morning?"

The room was too quiet, and his and Xing Conglian's beds were very close together, so Lin Chen could hear every word Jiang Chao said clearly.

Lin Chen nodded.

Xing Conglian asked, "Where are you?"

"It's downstairs."

Vice-captain Jiang said quite naturally.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, Wang Chao didn't seem to hear the phone call at all, and was still sleeping soundly.

The sleep quality of young people is so good that it makes people angry. Xing Conglian got up directly and soaked the shirt that Wang Chao changed yesterday into the pool. Express appreciation.

Although I only slept for 6 hours, it is always good to have someone for breakfast.

Jiang Chao sent them a location and waited for them at a beef vermicelli soup shop near the express hotel.

As soon as they entered, the enthusiastic Captain Jiang patted the table and said: "This beef vermicelli soup is very good. It is a time-honored brand in Yongchuan. I just ordered a bowl for each of you. If you don't have enough, you can add more. I invite you."

Lin Chen pulled out his chair and sat down. Xing Conglian whispered to him, "Is there a store near our house?"

Lin Chen looked at the name of the store on the menu, and decided not to tell Jiang Chao that this time-honored Yongchuan store is actually a very common national chain store.

The waiter brought three big bowls of beef vermicelli soup, red meat in clear soup, garnished with green coriander, Xing Conglian broke open the pair of bamboo chopsticks, carefully picked out the wooden thorns on them, handed them over, and then asked Jiang Chao: "Let's get down to business .”

Lin Chen held the bamboo chopsticks, and Xing Conglian always showed his meticulous side in very casual details, which is really an excellent example of a good lover.

"I didn't catch the mastermind behind the scenes." Jiang Chao swallowed and said depressingly.

"What?" Although the police in the two places had also communicated about the progress of the case, Lin Chen really didn't know that Jiang Chao had recently arrested the mastermind behind the scenes. What he didn't expect was that Jiang Chao The staged progress in the mouth is actually such a depressing thing.

"Hey, Consultant Lin, you also know that those children have been thoroughly brainwashed, so the interrogation process is very, very troublesome. Later, if you didn't ask a few psychology professors from Yongchuan University to help, we would be able to find out the real truth. something of value."

"Well, go on."

"According to the confessions of some students, we confirmed that the mastermind behind the scenes is a middle-aged man in his 40s whom they called 'Mr. Beautiful'."

"Mr. Meimei?" Lin Chen stopped his chopsticks and interrupted Jiang Chao.

"Right, isn't this name particularly sick, like an islander, but it should not be a name but a code name."

"Beautiful scenery on a good day." Xing Conglian said suddenly, "You are educated."

"Hey, old Xing, tell me to keep talking and don't interrupt." Jiang Chao waved his hand.

Xing Conglian shook his head helplessly, and continued to drink soup with his head down.

Jiang Chao said: "Then the technicians of our bureau drew a head portrait of Mr. Meijing based on the students' description, and the arrest warrants were basically posted all over the city. Just four days ago, a cable reported that someone saw him in a new village in Honghu District. After that 'Mr. Meimei', people from our bureau went to squat for a while, and decided to carry out arrest operations yesterday, and then... all in vain." Jiang Chao said and patted his chopsticks.

Hearing what Jiang Chao said, Lin Chen actually had a very subtle sense of fear in his mind. The mysterious Mr. Meijing, and Song Shengsheng have all heard from him for more than a year. Could it be that these two people are the same person?

But around 40 years old, it doesn't seem to match Song Shengsheng's age...

Thinking of this, Lin Chen took a deep breath, and Xing Conglian stopped his movements and looked at him with a frown. Obviously, Xing Conglian thought of something with him again.

Lin Chen said to Jiang Chao: "Can you show me the portrait of Mr. Meijing?"

"What do you mean it's okay? Didn't I just bring a portrait to show you?"

As Jiang Chao said, he took out a wanted warrant from the information bag.

Lin Chen opened it and looked at the sketched head on the white paper. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that his nervousness just now was simply an occupational disease for no reason.

If Song Shengsheng was Mr. Meimei, Jiang Chao must have realized it long ago, why did he come to inform them now.

He looked at the middle-aged man on the white paper again, and felt that Mr. Mei Mei, who committed the heinous crime, should look like this.

The middle-aged man wears this checkerboard scarf around his neck and wears black-rimmed glasses. His appearance looks plain, but the combination has a special charm, full of bookishness and the light of wisdom after years of hard work.

He is very gentle and can give you wise guidance. Whether it is a boy or a girl, you may have wished for your father to be like this in your sleep; he will hold the child on his lap and tell a fairy tale in a vivid and gentle tone; He will take you to the suburbs and explain wild animals and plants to you; he knows everything, but never shows off, so perfect that he is not like ordinary people.

In short, probably only such a person can have a charming charm that makes people disregard life and death for him.

Lin Chen looked away and handed the paper to Xing Conglian.

Xing Conglian glanced at it, folded up the wanted warrant indifferently, and stuffed it under the soup bowl, as if it was just an ordinary criminal.

"Do you know the real name of Mr. Meijing?" Xing Conglian asked.

"Old Xing, if I still have an idea now, can I come and find Consultant Lin!" Jiang Chao changed his flattering tone, "I'm really lost, I don't know anything, that Mr. Meijing is like a ghost."

"Since you are in the new village, you should leave your fingerprints. The fingerprints have been tested, but there is no record in the information database?"

"No!"

"Oh, it's really a ghost, so it's okay." After Xing Conglian finished speaking, he continued to drink soup, "Don't worry too much, you can always catch it."

"Hey, Consultant Lin, look at him, he doesn't have any friendship among colleagues." Jiang Chao muttered dissatisfied.

Lin Chen pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "But with only one portrait, I have no better way."

"Can't you dig another hole for him and kill him, just like you did with Li Jingtian?"

Lin Chen shook his head: "It's too risky. Mr. Meijing looks like a cautious, cunning, and extremely clever criminal. He is far more dangerous than Li Jingtian." Lin Chen said solemnly to Jiang Chao, "You must be careful, and you can't act like a criminal again." It was so reckless last time."

"I know, but even if I die, I still want to catch him." Jiang Chao said very casually.

If you have to classify by temperament type, Jiang Chao is a typical bloody, lively and enthusiastic, but he is easy to be careless. Lin Chen took a deep look at him and didn't know what to say, so he had to stab Conglian in the end.

Xing Conglian understood, put the chopsticks on the bowl, and said to Jiang Chao: "Jiang Chao..."

"what?"

"You're not afraid of death, are you?"

"Of course not."

"Then if the colleagues around you die one by one because of your recklessness, aren't you afraid?"

Xing Conglian was very serious, even majestic, which made the temperature in the shop drop.

Jiang Chao became very timid after only being glanced at by him.

"Next time, you are not allowed to act without authorization. If there is any problem, please inform me and Consultant Lin first." He said firmly.

Sometimes, Lin Chen felt that Jiang Chao was like an older version of Dynasty, but unfortunately, Dynasty was brought up by Xing Conglian, and Jiang Chao obviously did not have such good luck.

The beef vermicelli soup was eaten very quickly. Jiang Chao didn't dare to refute after Xing Conglian said that, but because of the silence, the originally good breakfast became dull.

Jiang Chao thanked them and left in a hurry.

They walked back to the hotel room, and after opening the room, Wang Chao had already woken up.

The young man was holding the little strawberry T-shirt in his hand, his upper body was bare, and the TV was turned on at some point.

He looked at the screen on the TV with dazed and confused eyes, then turned his head in a daze, and said to them, "Ah...Boss Chen...Song Shengsheng has found it."