Criminal Psychology

【One】

All of this is what it seems.

For example, that person looked like Song Shengsheng, for example, he looked as if his personal safety was not restricted, for example, Aino seemed to be very kind to him.

Xiangye kept his hand on Song Shengsheng's back to protect him. The image of the two of them in front of the camera flashed away, and all that remained was the back of them crossing the lawn into the police station. Finally, the gate opened and Xiangye put his hand off Song Shengsheng's body. , Song Shengsheng did not seem to be coerced, Lin Chen was relieved.

The screen is now over.

Obviously it was only a short live broadcast, but even the police officers in front of the TV felt nervous about witnessing some major event.

Looking at the relaxed and relieved colleagues, Lin Chen silently withdrew from the crowd, opened the door and walked out of the room.

He stood by the window and looked out.

He felt that he had no reason to doubt Song Shengsheng's personal safety. After all, Xiangye dared to bring Song Shengsheng into the police station openly, which meant that Song Shengsheng should still be free and safe. After all, if Song Shengsheng was controlled by someone, he could do it when he walked into the police station. He asked the police for help, not to mention that during those three months, in that bakery full of oily smoke, he could have asked any passerby for help.

Or maybe Song Shengsheng didn't dare to ask for help because he was coerced by others, but he was alone, without father, mother, or lover, and the previous materials did not show that he had a serious relationship with anyone, so what can Aino use? To threaten Song Shengsheng.

Besides, regardless of the time, why does Aino have any reason to control Song Shengsheng, in order to let Song Shengsheng return to the music scene to earn high profits?

If this is the case, we have to go back to the original point. Unless Xiangye used something to coerce Song Shengsheng, why would Song Shengsheng cooperate.

There is also a possibility that the person is not Song Shengsheng at all, but Song Shengsheng has been in prison, and his fingerprints must be in the library. It is impossible for Xiangye not to know this, and it is meaningless to find a substitute.

Lin Chen's thoughts are like a mess, and in the distance are stretches of blue roofs, and the river water is clear and quiet in the early summer light. Lin Chen looks at the city he lives in, and in the distance is a peaceful life within his reach. , everything looks fine.

He felt that the worry in his heart, which could be called suspicious, should be enough. Don't always feel that the world is full of conspiracies and tricks, and you are just an occupational disease...

He persuaded himself like this until the very faint smell of tobacco suddenly enveloped him.

Lin Chen turned his head suddenly, and Xing Conglian stood beside him at some point.

"Are you worried about Song Shengsheng?" Xing Conglian asked.

"How can I not be worried." Lin Chen smiled wryly, "This is really the first time I have encountered a situation. In fact, I can understand why Song Shengsheng would rather return to the Fengchun Police Station than see me. I will be very angry if the tragic past is forcibly revealed."

"Don't think like that." Xing Conglian took a deep breath, "It's too pessimistic."

"Is it."

Xing Conglian took a puff of smoke, and the blue-gray smoke billowed up. He said, "You have to believe that the Song Shengsheng you rescued is not that kind of person. Maybe he has a knot in his heart right now, maybe he has a hard time to tell, maybe he needs something now." What matters is your seemingly meaningless efforts that never give up."

Lin Chen felt that Xing Conglian seemed extra handsome today.

"Xing Conglian." He called out his name.

"I'm here."

"But I don't have any ideas now."

"Luckily I still have some."

Xing Conglian said, holding up a statement and shaking it to him.

……

Efforts that seem meaningless are things that may not yield results no matter how much effort you put in.

Xing Conglian's confession was similar.

That was the confession that Xing Conglian ordered the rest of the police officers to give to the planner of the meeting planner of Ansheng International Mall and the person in charge of Li Jingtian's fan club. The core question is: Who arranged the murder of the female fans?

But unfortunately, when Lin Chen read the statement, he found that this was still a dead end.

The planner said that the assailant was arranged by the fan club, but the person in charge of the fan club denied this. Later, the planner showed his mobile phone text message to prove his innocence. Facing the text message with his number, the person in charge of the fan club denied that the text message was She sent it, anyway, this is another bad debt that is unclear.

"Do you still remember Li Jingtian's Weibo?" Xing Conglian asked.

Lin Chen nodded: "You mean someone hacked into the mobile phone of the person in charge of the fan club like stealing Li Jingtian's Weibo?"

Xing Conglian was noncommittal, but just dialed Wang Chao's phone.

"Sir, I'm just downstairs, why do you want to call me specifically?" Wang Chao's brisk voice sounded.

"This sentence is not good, change it." Xing Conglian said.

"Sir, your assistant Xiao Wang will serve you wholeheartedly!" Chao Chao doggedly said.

Lin Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xing Conglian.

Xing Conglian said to the person on the other end of the phone with satisfaction: "How can the text message I sent you be displayed on your mobile phone as your brother Achen's number?"

"My lord, a foolish software that can be downloaded anywhere on the Internet can do it, over." Wang Chao said earnestly, and then added, "Master Hong Kong, you must study advanced scientific and cultural knowledge..."

Before the young man finished chatting, Xing Conglian hung up the phone mercilessly. He put the phone on the table and fell into deep thought.

Lin Chen looked at the dimming screen on the table, and Li Jingtian said that his Weibo only posted the photo after it was stolen: "But what if Li Jingtian didn't lie?"

"This is a conspiracy theory. Similar conjectures are already approaching the direction of thrillers." Xing Conglian changed the subject, "But we can still check this line."

"Liu Ying?"

"Yeah, it's impossible for a big star like Li Jingtian to do these things by himself, there must be a specific person in charge."

"So, where is Liu Ying?" Lin Chen asked again.

"Consultant Lin, look, Liu Ying is a citizen of our country who is not protected by diplomacy, and at the same time is a suspect in a criminal case, so he..."

Lin Chen opened his eyes wide: "It's downstairs?"

Lin Chen didn't know when Xing Conglian arranged this matter, but Xing Conglian always has the ability to consider all the details thoroughly.

That night, they had also interrogated Li Jingtian's girl fans in the basement detention room, and now it was finally Li Jingtian's manager's turn.

Ms. Liu Ying is no longer the aura of the day. Her hair is disheveled and her face is haggard. She only sat in a small corner of the small bed in the detention room because she disliked the bedding.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Liu Ying rushed to the door excitedly.

Xing Conglian walked in first, Liu Ying grabbed his cuff and said excitedly: "Captain Xing, when can I leave, I really can't stay any longer!"

"I know...I know..." Xing Conglian looked very kind, he patted Liu Ying's hand and found a chair, "Do you want to be released on bail?"

Lin Chen entered the door behind Xing Conglian, and Liu Ying's face turned pale the moment she saw him. Seeing this, Lin Chen finally knew who should play the fair face and who should play the red face now.

"It's impossible." Lin Chen sat down on the chair and said to Xing Conglian, "If she doesn't explain clearly, I won't agree to bail." He had a cold face.

Xing Conglian said: "Ms. Liu, you see that your current problem is really serious. Li Jingtian fled back to the country by himself, and he was completely blamed on you. You also know the serious nature of the Ansheng International Mall accident. Cutting your throat is a trivial matter. The key It's a stampede, it's not just three to five years, maybe ten or twenty years, what else can you not explain?"

"Let me tell you!" Liu Ying acted like I wanted to explain it a long time ago, "All of this was planned by Li Jingtian and has nothing to do with me!"

Lin Chen glanced at Xing Conglian, and said to Liu Ying: "Li Jingtian will be escorted back to the country soon, don't think it's okay to push the matter on him."

"It's really Li Jingtian, I didn't know he was so mad." Liu Ying gritted her teeth, "Before the fan meeting in the mall, he told me that it was because his rape case had a bad influence. abuse fan."

"Abusive fans?"

"It's just that something happens to make fans feel sorry for you. Once you abuse fans, the cohesion of the fan group will rise... Besides, fans are all stupid and sweet, and they will definitely defend you indiscriminately. As for the public, there is something that attracts their attention. New incident, who will watch your rape again."

"Good method." Lin Chen sneered, "Is this Li Jingtian's idea?"

"Yes, he asked me to arrange a girl on stage to pretend to hurt his throat, and said that in order to clear the suspicion, he would blame the prostitute who framed him..."

"So the text message received by the mall planner?"

"It was all sent by me." Liu Ying whispered.

Sure enough, his suspicion was still wrong, Li Jingtian was indeed lying.

Lin Chen felt terrified when he recalled the chaos of the day before yesterday. A huge poster suddenly appeared in his mind, and Li Jingtian showed a ferocious smile on the screen.

"Then, the huge poster in the mall was also Li Jingtian's idea?"

"Our company's posters are all this size, but Jingtian did say that his photo must be hung at the top, so I emphasized this point with the store manager."

"I understand."

After listening to Liu Ying's statement, Lin Chen didn't feel relieved.

What happened was consistent with his reasoning, and there was no problem, so he asked the last question: "So, what about Xu Ran, did you ask her to come to Hongjing?"

At the moment when he asked the question, the woman who was still struggling suddenly looked miserable, and finally showed a look of despair on her face: "Consultant Lin, I must go to jail, right?"

Lin Chen nodded.

"I think so too." Liu Ying's eyes turned red, "That incident is true, I should pay for her life." Liu Ying covered her eyes with her hands, and lowered her head deeply, "But I I don't know...I, like everyone else, think how Li Jingtian could possibly touch a dirty chicken..."

Lin Chen took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it over.

Liu Ying took the paper, endured the pain, and narrated in a low voice: "Sedum asked me to call Xu Ran and ask her to come to Hongjing to meet her. So I lied to Xu Ran that I was raped by Li Jingtian too. I wanted to help her, and then I asked her to wear a fan club dress, saying that I would take her to the fan meeting to expose Li Jingtian's true face..." At this point, Liu Ying broke down in tears, "I pretended to go to the bathroom , threw her in that McDonald's, I told her not to be seen by anyone, and then went to the hospital, she must have waited for me for a long time before going out. She believed me so much, she called my sister , she still regards me as a good person, but I lied to her, I killed her..."

But I lied to her, I killed her...

Liu Ying repeated this sentence over and over again, and Lin Chen walked out of the detention room following her extremely sad and self-blaming words.

Behind the iron gate, the lady who always held her head high and emptied everything, sat on the bed and cried heartbreakingly.

【two】

Lin Chen and Xing Conglian went upstairs again from the dark and damp underground, the sunlight coming in from every window made him very uncomfortable.

He lowered his head, covering his eyes with his hands.

"I will contact Li Jingtian as soon as possible to escort him back." Xing Conglian stopped his shoulder and was about to say something more, but the phone rang.

Xing Conglian signaled him to wait a moment, then picked up the phone: "Hello, Team Liu."

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say, Xing Conglian remained silent, and finally he said: "I understand, thank you."

He hung up the phone and said only one sentence: "Captain Liu of the Fengchun police force said that the fingerprints were checked, and it was Song Shengsheng."

Lin Chen once again felt a nervous feeling that his heart was being pulled.

Probably because his gaze was too eager, before he could ask any questions, Xing Conglian said directly: "The confession has been basically finished, Aino should have no problem, the incident is roughly consistent with our inference."

"Song Shengsheng said, why did he go to work?"

Xing Conglian said: "He said that the reason why he would work in the bakery was because the psychiatrist Aino found for him advised him to try to get in touch with society slowly."

"Psychologist?"

"Correct."

Lin Chen thought that if he was the one who gave Song Shengsheng psychotherapy, then in the middle and late stages of the treatment, he would also encourage Song Shengsheng to try to reconnect with society and live a normal life. This is the normal treatment process for every psychiatrist.

It's just that the worry in his heart still hasn't dissipated: "Can I know what kind of psychological problem that psychiatrist treats Song Shengsheng?"

He regretted asking this question.Although he really wanted to see the treatment record of that psychiatrist, he knew that he would be truly relieved only when he saw that file, but he was also very clear that he should not read that file, because as early as in the university exams he had The first of the many counseling rules that I have recited is: psychological counselors are responsible for keeping the privacy of the client, and shall not disclose it unless the person agrees or has special needs.

This is the moral bottom line of psychotherapy.

Finally, he resisted the impulse in his heart and said to Xing Conglian: "Please pretend that I didn't ask that question just now."

Xing Conglian took a deep look at him and said, "They should come out soon, let's watch TV."

They stood in front of the TV again.

In these short two days, they have watched too many live TV broadcasts and experienced too many moments of seeing each other from afar.

In the TV screen, the Fengchun police station stands majestically, the sun is blazing, and the grass is green.

The reporter stood in front of the camera with his mobile phone. While looking down at something, he broadcast the report excitedly: "Dear audience friends, just now, all our media have received a letter signed by Mr. Song Shengsheng. Announcement, now, the electronic file of this letter is in my mobile phone."

After a while, the reporter read the entire article, looked up suddenly, and said in a very uplifting tone: "Mr. Song Shengsheng said in the letter that he has been actively receiving psychological treatment since he was released from prison, and has been doing restorative training with the goal of being able to return to the stage. Even in the darkest time of his life, he never gave up. Now that the truth is revealed, he sincerely thanks the many fans who have always trusted him and supported him wholeheartedly. He also hopes that everyone will not pay too much attention to his privacy issues, Instead, focus on his next activities, the darkness of the past has passed, he will continue to work hard for a bright future, he will not give in to bad luck, fans and friends please wait patiently!"

Before the reporter finished speaking, a flash of light was lit.

The camera shifted in an instant, and the gate of Fengchun Police Station suddenly opened, facing the bright light of the sky, Song Shengsheng and Xiangye walked out of the police station.

The reporters swarmed forward, spewing all kinds of crazy questions at Song Shengsheng.

"Sound, sound, will you file a judicial claim with the police?"

"Did the police reveal when Li Jingtian will be escorted back to China for trial?"

"Shengsheng, how do you feel after going through so many things?"

"Shengsheng, is there anything you want to say to your fans?"

At that moment, Song Shengsheng stopped.

Aino put his hand on his back, as if he wanted him to say something too.

Lin Chen looked at the slim singer in a white T-shirt on TV.

Song Shengsheng also looked at the camera.

He took off the mask that had been covering his face, his eyes were firm, like a fire, he looked deeply at the camera, and then bowed.

But he said nothing.

Lin Chen stared at Song Shengsheng's bent back, as if time was frozen at that moment, he said to Xing Conglian: "No matter what, I still want to see him."