Criminal Psychology

【One】

In the end, the Song Shengsheng fan meeting still adopted the internal ticketing model. Of the total 1116 tickets for the meeting, 90% of them were allocated to the major support clubs in proportion, and only 10% of the remaining tickets were open to the public.

And all ticket sales will be donated to a public welfare activity to help victims of sexual assault recover.

Although ordinary people were very dissatisfied with the lack of public votes, most of them still admired Song Shengsheng's decision very much.The fans are even more happy, because according to the detailed rules given in the billing announcement, internal tickets will also be distributed according to the number of years the fans have been in the meeting. Members who have registered for 10 years are more likely to grab tickets for the meeting than members who have registered for 1 year. In other words, it involves complex proportional distribution issues. In short, after listening to the dynasty's explanation for a long time, Lin Chen only asked: "Can you get it?"

Wang Chao stared at him with wide eyes: "Brother Ah Chen, you actually doubt me!"

What happened later became that the Dynasty sold over a hundred tickets within a second of issuing the tickets. Xing Conglian had to hold the young man by the ears to force him to release the tickets he had snatched, and then beat him severely. I was fined half a month's pocket money before it was settled.

Lin Chen looked at the electronic ticket that had just been sent to his mobile phone.

The venue for the meeting was at the Yongchuan Christian Cultural Center, where they found the key evidence to convict Li Jingtian.

Their positions are in row 7, seats 11/12/13.

The meeting started on June 6st, which was the day when they negotiated with Xin Niguo to escort Li Jingtian to China.

It was only later that Lin Chen discovered that all of this may be God's will in the dark.

…………

The enthusiasm about the Li Jingtian case on the Internet has gradually diminished. After all, major events that may affect the historical structure are happening every day in this world, and the attention of ordinary netizens will always be quickly attracted by these events.In addition to the fact that Song Shengsheng's name and the topic of the fan meeting were on the Weibo list again on the day when tickets were issued for the fan meeting, his name seems to be fading away, which may be what Song Shengsheng wants to see.

And in order to prepare for the fan meeting, Song Shengsheng had even more reason not to see him.

According to the police officer Xing Conglian entrusted to send the message, when they made the second record of Song Shengsheng, they had personally asked the other party's opinion in private, but Song Shengsheng still refused to see him.

Lin Chen finally stopped being obsessed with this matter.

However, during the time waiting for the meeting to start, he and Xing Conglian took time to do another thing. Of course, they would never admit that this matter was related to them, after all, it was done by the dynasty.

On May 5, Xu Ran's first seven days.

Xing Conglian worked overtime at the police station. In the morning, Lin Chen and Wang Chao went to the suburban cemetery first.

Because Xu Ran had no relatives anymore, Lin Chen decided to buy her a small piece of land in this beautiful cemetery.

On the tombstone, Xu Ran has a bright smile. She wears light makeup, like a carefree little girl, without pain or trouble.

Lin Chen put down the lily in his hand, stroked the tombstone gently, and then stretched out his hand to Wang Chao.

The young man hurriedly took out a piece of paper from his backpack. It was the ticket for Song Shengsheng's fan meeting. When Zhao Dynasty snatched up the ticket that day, he also snatched a ticket for Xu Ran in the corner. He not only printed out the electronic ticket, but also used it Very thick cardboard, made to look like a ticket, as if it really looks like that.

Lin Chen looked at the picture of the girl on the tombstone, took out the lighter, and lit the paper.

The flames engulfed the paper, rolled up the gray edges, and the embers fell, Lin Chen turned and left with Wang Chao.

They had a rest that day, and after going to the cemetery, Lin Chen brought Wang Chao to the Hongjing City Public Library. The young man finally recovered from some indescribable sadness, and he sat in the library hall with his bag on his back I was very excited to talk to him about this and that, but after only walking for a while, Wang Chao refused to leave again. He lay outside the public rest area of ​​the library with his backpack in his arms, and said, "Brother Ah Chen, I just remembered that I I have an appointment with the trade union to form a group, you can help me choose."

Lin Chen understood, and went straight to the borrowing room.

He remembered that more than a week ago, he and Xing Conglian were still discussing the issue of youth education in a very relaxed manner. Xing Conglian said that he would give him the burden of choosing reading books for the dynasty. Dynasty comes to the library.But obviously it's only been a week, when he really came here with the dynasty, it always felt like a world away.

Standing in front of the numerous bookcases, he walked aimlessly through a row of professional bibliographies on tractor maintenance, and took out one at random and flipped through it. Looking at those strange drawings, he went to the next bookshelf.

In the rest area of ​​the library, Wang Chao found a position with his back to the monitor, and sat down on the long table.

The young man pressed the brim of his hat, threw the red backpack full of various odds and ends on the table, pulled out the laptop from it, and pressed the power button.

But in fact, Dynasty did not open Battle.net, but clicked on a certain video website.

Lin Chen has already selected the fifth book.

The progress bar on the computer screen in front of the young man slowly advanced. Finally, when the file was uploaded to 100%, he quickly pressed the Enter key, took a note on his notebook, and hurried out of the lounge.

Lin Chen's cell phone vibrated slightly. He glanced at the text message he had just received, picked up the seventh book, and walked to the borrowing desk.

This summer is hotter than usual.

Lin Chen and Wang Chao were waiting at the bus stop.

And in many air-conditioned rooms, netizens who just opened MEtube, the most famous foreign online video website, found a newly uploaded video on the homepage of the website.

Someone randomly clicked on it, and was so shocked that he couldn’t speak. He watched the video twice, quickly downloaded the video, and then uploaded it to another video website in China. The first second uploader followed the title of the original uploader, The modification is even more sensational——"Fengchun Royal No. [-] Surprised Underground Prostitution Lair, The Tragic Scene Like Hell on Earth"

It has to be said that this second uploader is a born master of media work, because the title is too provocative, within just half an hour, the video's hit rate has exceeded 50.

Countless netizens watched this brutal video on their mobile phones, desktop computers, and tablet computers.

The video is dark and lacks any dubbing.

But that was the pinhole camera footage of a fat, middle-aged man torturing a thin-looking girl on a water bed.

The girl was dragged by her hair and bumped into the bedside table, and the man kept beating her stomach with his hands. The girl's face could not be seen clearly in the video, but many people could not bear to watch the man's excited and cruel expression.

Just because this video challenged the bottom line of human morality so much, it only aroused the monstrous anger of all netizens in an instant. Soon, the identity of the perpetrator was revealed. It was a man in Fengchun City who always played the role of a good husband. famous entrepreneurs.

What happens next is beyond anyone's control.

When Xing Cong connected to Fengchun Police Captain's phone, Lin Chen and Wang Chao were eating curry rice in a small shop 3 kilometers away from the library.

The young man was very happy flipping through his newly borrowed book.

When he saw the "Tractor Maintenance Guide", he exclaimed even more excitedly: "Achen, how do you know that I like tractors!" He said while stuffing a spoonful of curry rice into his mouth, " When I was young, I told my dad that my dream was to be a tractor driver."

"and then?"

"Then my father said yes." Wang Chao said happily.

Inside the police office.

Xing Conglian pulled the phone away from his ears one meter away, desperately denying that the obscene video that had just topped the list of major video sites and spread wildly in the circle of friends was his masterpiece.

"Old Chen, how could it be me? It's really not me. I'm in the bureau. Do you know how high the reports are piled up in front of me? Life is so hard!"

"Old Xing, don't think that I don't know how capable the technician under you is. Who else could it be if it wasn't you. You've made a huge mess, you know that!"

"Heaven and earth conscience, there are many capable people in this world, you can't wrong me just because my people are capable, we have to tell whether the evidence is right, I also want to know who did it, it's so beautiful, if you want I said that you can tolerate the cancer of the Royal One for so long, I will start to doubt the purity of our team..."

Xing Conglian kept nagging, and finally, the person on the other end of the phone hung up the phone abruptly, as if he was very annoyed.

Xing Conglian looked at the phone screen and smiled coldly.

Inside the curry shop.

Lin Chen just drank the drink that came with the meal, and didn't take a sip of the lunch in front of him. He handed the boy a tissue, and the screen of the mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up.

When he picked up the phone, Xing Conglian's cheerful voice came: "Have you had lunch yet?"

"eating."

Opposite him, Wang Chao suddenly stopped the rice spoon and mouth-shaped at him, the boy's mouth full of curry almost fell out.

Lin Chen hummed to the phone a few times, then put down the phone, and said to Wang Chao: "Your boss was reprimanded indiscriminately by the boss of the Fengchun Police Force. He is very angry."

"What, did I do so beautifully? This is simply a windfall!" Wang Chao excitedly said.

Lin Chen nodded, and continued: "At the beginning, the Internet surveillance department wanted to ban that video, but they couldn't, and now the entire Internet has exploded."

"Brilliant!" The boy raised the Coke and clinked glasses with him lightly.

Lin Chen put down the Coke and said in a low voice: "However, the matter involved too much, and the high-level officials were shocked. It is said that they are already checking the uploader."

Chao Chao smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, the advantage of public libraries is that even if they are really powerful enough to find out the real IP, it's still the same. Hundreds of people in the library are surfing the Internet at the same time. There is a ghost, and I chose to delay the upload, we were on the bus when the video was uploaded, there is surveillance as evidence, is it particularly planned!" (*^__^*)

Lin Chen raised his drink again, touched the young man lightly, and said, "Thank you."

【two】

Although there is actually only a short video about the royal No. [-] clubhouse, it is this short video that has become a fulcrum for leveraging the above and underground worlds of Fengchun. Not only Fengchun City, but the whole country was shocked by it. .

Xu Ran's case was reopened. Although the audience had seen Xu Ran's autographed letter when Lin Chen and Li Jingtian confronted each other in the attic, there was no evidence in the letter to prove that the place where Xu Ran was victimized was in the No. [-] Royal Clubhouse. Therefore, after the investigation, the club was very strangely lucky to escape, but the situation now is completely different.

The Police Department once again formed a task force to start investigating Royal No. [-] in Fengchun City. This kind of investigation is no longer something that a simple individual can stop.

With the gradual development of the investigation, one by one names were unearthed, and the police then claimed that they had mastered the secret account books of Royal No. [-] Company and began to investigate the relevant persons involved.

In those few days, gossips were flying all over the sky, and the elite wealthy businessmen in Fengchun and its surrounding cities were all in danger.

The relationship between Royal One and CA Company was discovered, and some trainees of CA Company, including high-level executives, began to be investigated. The public is most willing to watch this kind of drama like a series.

As a tainted witness, Mr. Lu Xu played a pivotal role in the investigation process. Through his testimony, the police were finally able to openly investigate the communication equipment of the persons involved.

Although most of the people involved in the case had already deleted the shady software in their mobile phones in advance at the beginning of the investigation, if the mobile phone prostitution software mentioned by Lu Xu really exists, then this kind of software will inevitably leave traces on the user's mobile phone and server , as long as the user is not smart enough to throw the phone into the sea that cannot be salvaged or burn the memory, the existing data can always be restored.

Xing Conglian then used a little method to get Fengchun to pass on a piece of data.

Wang Chao sat in front of the computer, stretching his muscles and bones. He held up the lemon black tea he just bought with one hand, and typed casually on the keyboard with the other hand.

Lin Chen looked at him, sat on the desk beside him and continued to fill out the report.

Because the investigation of Royal No. [-] gradually deepened, he and Xing Conglian couldn't hide the fact that they sneaked into Royal No. [-] to investigate. Therefore, there was another round of questioning and detailed reports. He felt that he had returned to the Royal No. [-] again. A miserable career of copying in high school.

The sun was shining outside the window. After writing for a while, he let go of the pen and rubbed his arm. Suddenly, he saw the knife wound on his arm again.

The two knives he cut himself on his hands at that time had gradually healed and scabbed. Although the wound still looked a bit hideous now, when those scabs fell off, only a very shallow scar would be left.

Lin Chen found out the e-ticket for Song Shengsheng's fan meeting in his phone again, I hope you are all well, he thought silently.

At this moment, Dynasty suddenly started typing on the keyboard frantically.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Before Lin Chen could react, the boy pushed his chair away like crazy, rushed out of the room and started running around the police station compound.Lin Chen was stunned for a while, then hurriedly sent a text message to Xing Conglian who was in a meeting, and followed after him.

Wang Chao ran very fast, looking at the young man's crazy back, he decided to stand still and wait for him to come back after running around.

Xing Conglian also quickly pushed the door down, panting and looking around, Wang Chao had already run away, but the young man's roar still came from the wind.

"What's the matter, look at the code and look crazy?" Xing Conglian asked.

Lin Chen frowned, very worried.

Finally, the figure of Wang Chao running wildly appeared again. Without saying a word, Xing Cong directly outflanked the past from the front. Wang Chao seemed to be completely immersed in the running and didn't care about the figure in front of him. When he reacted, he had no time to brake. He slammed into Xing Conglian.

Xing Conglian took two steps back, failed to stand firmly, and was still knocked to the ground, but he did not forget to protect the young man's neck and waist when he fell to the ground.

There was a muffled bang, Wang Chao lay on Xing Conglian's chest, he rubbed his head, and didn't react for a moment, when he saw who he fell on, he sat back in fright: "Boss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!! I did not do it on purpose!"

Lin Chen hurried over and knelt down beside the two of them.

"Are you okay?" He asked Xing Conglian.

Xing Conglian straightened up and sat up without any expression on his face: "What's the matter with you?" He asked Wang Chao sternly.

Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian's back. Xia Tian's clothes were thin, and Xing Conglian's back was obviously scratched a lot.

Wang Chao sat on the ground, froze and dared not speak.

Lin Chen went over and patted his back lightly, Wang Chao was touched, and then he said: "Boss, I just think it looks familiar, but I can't remember it."

"What is familiar?"

Xing Conglian asked and put his hand over. Lin Chen understood and helped him up.

Xing Cong patted the dust on his uniform pants continuously.

Wang Chao said: "It's the restored version of the prostitution software passed on from Fengchun. I think I've seen it somewhere."

Xing Conglian suddenly stopped bending over: "Say clearly."

Even though he asked the young man to speak clearly, there was no way to explain clearly what he felt.

Wang Chao sat back in front of the computer, pointed to the source code of Royal One's self-made prostitution software, and said to him: "Every programmer has his own style when writing a program, just like everyone's speaking or writing style is It’s different, for example, the code you write is definitely different from the source code I wrote.”

"Of course, I don't know how to write code." Xing Conglian said coldly.

"That's what it means, boss. Although the programming language is relatively fixed, such as variable names and comments, anyway, everyone's writing habits are different. I mean, I think this source code is very familiar. Have seen something else written by its author"

Xing Conglian frowned: "So many mobile phone software programmers across the country write thousands of codes every day, can you see this?"

"I just think I've seen it!" Dynasty couldn't help but increase the volume.

Xing Conglian still wanted to speak, but Lin Chen glanced at him, so he stopped talking.

In fact, Xing Conglian was right. Not counting the web pages, the source codes of mobile phone software programming that Wang Chao had seen were all astronomical. It was impossible for him to distinguish which codes were written by the same person.

What's more, although there is a large base of practitioners across the country, each of them has always written a lot of software, and Dynasty has always seen things written by the same person.

But looking at the sad face of the young man, he had no choice but to say: "Don't worry, take your time to recall."

"I can't remember." Wang Chao irritably clicked on various software at random, and then kept closing them.

"Is there any search algorithm available?" Lin Chen asked again.

"But I don't know what to search for. I can't search. If it's an article, I can use the audio link to establish a statistical model comparison, but I really can't think of the source code, and it's impossible to store all the articles in my computer. I’ve seen the source code of the mobile phone.” Wang Chao kept scratching his hair in anxiety, “Achen, you are right, why didn’t I pay attention, this might be my chance to save the world!”

The young man's words made Lin Chen feel a strange bad premonition.

He and Xing Conglian looked at each other, and said to Wang Chao: "In fact, our brains are far more powerful than any computing machine we know now. If this is an unimportant source code written by the same person, you will definitely not With such a big reaction, you may even ignore it as you have done countless times before, but just now, your subconscious mind reminded you that the source code in front of you is very important, and the source code written by the same person similar to him is also very important. It is very important, so you will notice the abnormality and stop, so the previous source code should have left a very deep impression on your mind, so you can check it in this area.”

"I understand..." Wang Chao said weakly, "But I'd better try to search keywords first, but do you know how many people in this world like to name variable names as food-related, foodie mistake me!"

Lin Chen rubbed the young man's head reassuringly, and went out with Xing Conglian.

"Is your back okay?" Lin Chen asked with a frown.

Xing Conglian leaned against the wall carelessly, lit a cigarette, and said to him, "What are you worried about?"

"worry about you."

"wrong."

"I have a bad premonition in my heart. No matter what, try to use a strong method against Song Shengsheng. I must see him."

…………

Lin Chen didn't know why he thought about Song Shengsheng after seeing the familiar source code from the dynasty. It was a knot in his heart that he couldn't untie. Be worried about each other.

14 hours before the Song Shengsheng fan meeting.

At eleven o'clock on the night of May 5st.

He was sitting on the wooden sofa at home, watching the rehearsal of Song Shengsheng entering the Yongchuan Christian Art Center earlier today.

Dynasty is still pondering the source code of Royal One's prostitution software in his room, and even in the living room, he can occasionally hear the cry of the young man breaking down.

Xing Conglian hadn't returned home yet, and the incident on Royal One was getting more and more troublesome, and some high-level figures were even involved. Xing Conglian was invited to drink tea by the task force, so he didn't return late at night.

Lin Chen held the remote control and turned up the volume a little.

The towering giant building stands on the outskirts of Yongchuan City. The camera moves forward. The reporters who came to interview and the fans who came to hear the news crowded in the square of the Convention and Exhibition Center. The fans held various banners of solidarity and lined up very disciplinedly. The platoon, which is even more like a well-trained soldier than a fanatical groupie, only when Song Shengsheng's nanny car drove by did they start screaming.

The reporter said excitedly: "Dear the audience, did you hear the shouts behind me? After all the hardships, Mr. Song Shengsheng finally decided to hold a small fan meeting to give back to the loyal fans who have always supported him. Although the meeting will reject the media Interview, but our TV station will still broadcast live for you at the entrance of the Art Center, please focus on Yongchuan Satellite TV.”

Before the reporter finished speaking, the nanny car drove to the entrance of the VIP passage and stopped.

Aino, wearing sunglasses, got down from the passenger seat to open the door for Song Shengsheng, and Song Shengsheng's female assistant got out of the car last.

Song Shengsheng made a special styling today. He wore a burned-out T-shirt with a skull, and his hair was combed back with hairspray. go.

The picture flashed away again, but the screams continued.

Lin Chen's frown became tighter and tighter. I wonder if it was his illusion. Although Song Shengsheng seemed to be improving, he looked at the camera without the firm look of that day.

The media reporter said: "We saw that Mr. Song Shengsheng seems to be recovering very well, and sincerely hope that tomorrow's fan meeting can be held smoothly."

The reporter took advantage of the situation and put the microphone in front of the fans of the fan club behind him: "Are you excited?"

"Excited!" the fans shouted in unison.

"Is there anything you want to say to Mr. Song Shengsheng?" The reporter asked with a smile as if infected by the happy atmosphere.

The fans looked at each other, and then one of them made a countdown three, two, one gesture.

Those girls of different ages and appearances but all equally happy shouted in unison: "Shengsheng, no matter what happens, we will always protect you!"

Such a bright and brilliant voice, Lin Chen will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Entertainment News began to broadcast another content.

There was a creaking sound of the door opening outside the house, Lin Chen put down the remote control, pushed the door and went out.

Xing Conglian appeared at the door with a tired face.

Lin Chen looked at his slightly smiling face, and asked Yaoyao: "From your expression, I'm afraid there is good news, right?"

Xing Conglian walked towards him and said, "Song Shengsheng promised to see you, but the time is after the meeting."

"Can't it be before the meeting?" Lin Chen asked suddenly.

Xing Conglian stopped.

Lin Chen knew that his request was too much, and Song Shengsheng let go of him when he saw him, but he didn't know how much Xing Conglian worked hard in it. According to Xing Conglian's work style, he might even entrust Fengchun or Yongchuan police Put pressure on Song Shengsheng.

But he still looked at Xing Conglian very firmly: "I must see him, before the meeting."

Xing Conglian stared at him with tired eyes, and then nodded: "Okay, let's go right away, you call Chao Dynasty first."

Later, Lin Chen deduced what happened in those days countless times, trying to find a possibility to prevent it from happening.

For example, he should trust his feelings more, and ask Song Shengsheng to ask him what happened from the very beginning, instead of being blinded by some good-looking appearances; or he shouldn't have spent those precious ten days at all. So much so that he and Xing Conglian spent most of their time with never-ending official investigations and paperwork reports; even if Xing Conglian could drive faster that day If so, maybe everything will lead to a completely different ending.

However, in the words of Xing Conglian, the occurrence of established facts cannot be changed by human will, and they are not gods, let alone have the ability to reverse time. They are really only very ordinary human beings, so the only thing they can do is Only with sadness and gratitude, keep going.

【three】

Although they set off quickly, the time when they actually arrived at Fengchun was almost four o'clock in the morning the next day.

Along the way, he forced Xing Conglian to play Song Shengsheng's song in the car, chant the dynasty's singing, and recite codes while he was half asleep and half awake.

Even in the early hours of the morning, Yongchuan was still brightly lit. Lin Chen overlooked the whole city on the viaduct, and suddenly felt heartfelt despair at a certain moment.

The light was still there, but the thick black spread from the ground, as if it was about to swallow all living things, and everything would never get better. At that time, he felt boundless despair.

He covered his eyes and cried for no reason.

4:13 pm.

He will always remember the time when Xing Conglian stopped his car at the entrance of Baolihao Hotel in Yongchuan.

Downstairs in the hotel was the deafening sound of sirens. The ambulance and four police cars lined up one after another. The night sky was turned into a strange purple by the bleak red and blue. He looked around very blankly, not even knowing how he walked to the hotel entrance .

In the hotel lobby, Aino had his back to him, but his body was hunched over, and he was talking to the policeman almost exhausted, while another girl beside him was crying so hard.A few hours ago, Lin Chen had seen that girl on TV, she was Song Shengsheng's assistant.

The bad premonition that had lingered in his heart for many days finally came true. Lin Chen walked towards Xiangye step by step. He directly reached out from behind and grabbed the elite's collar, and said in a trembling tone: "What happened."

Aino's eyes were about to split when he saw him, but Lin Chen was grabbed by the collar by the other party.

Xiangye roared angrily: "Lin Chen, why do you still have the face to come here? His voice is dead, he was killed by you, he even said he doesn't want to see you, why do you keep forcing him over and over again!"

Aino shouted loudly, there were people around who were secretly filming with mobile phone cameras, and the flash was on, Lin Chen only felt that someone hit him hard with a hammer.

At this moment, a powerful arm stretched out from the side and restrained Aino with his backhand.

Lin Chen saw Xing Conglian.

Aino howled in pain on the spot, his cry was miserable, but he continued to narrate: "I protect him so much, and don't want him to be hurt again, why do you keep pushing him? Yes, you are kind to him, But why do you put pressure on him over and over again when he doesn’t want to see you, he said he thinks of Li Jingtian when he sees you, he is right at all, you are all the same people.”

The dazzling light from the crystal chandelier caused countless emotions to surge in Lin Chen's chest. He could no longer distinguish the colors in front of him, but after hearing what Aino said, he forced himself to calm down, using a method that he himself felt inhumane. He said in a cruel tone: "First of all, I will not murder Song Shengsheng, because I am on my way here, and I have a full alibi. Secondly, I have never had contact with Song Shengsheng, and the person who forced him to death can only be you Not me. Finally, tell me, how did he die?"

Beside him, the girl's sharp crying was about to pierce the eardrums, Lin Chen turned his head and glanced coldly at the place where the sound came from, and then, the girl stopped crying instantly.

"If your boss doesn't answer, you can answer me yourself and tell me how Song Shengsheng died."

"Shengsheng...Shengsheng..." the girl sat on the ground crying, "Shengsheng...in the bathroom...in the bathroom...cut...slit her own throat."

Hearing this sentence, Lin Chen could hardly stand still, he staggered suddenly, at this moment, Xing Conglian firmly supported his back.

He suppressed the bloody feeling in his throat again, pinched his palm hard, looked around, and forced himself to stay awake.

"Take me to the scene." He said to the police officer beside him.

"Why are you going? I don't want to see you when Shengsheng is alive!" Aino shouted almost crazily, not at all like the polite gentleman he used to be.

"Mr. Aino, please cooperate with the police investigation, otherwise I will arrest you for obstructing official duties."

Under such circumstances, Xing Conglian still maintained a detached calmness.He quickly showed his ID to the police officers in the hotel lobby, and said in a businesslike manner: "Hongjing Brigade, Xing Conglian."

The policeman nodded quickly: "I know, I know you and Consultant Lin."

"Now take us to the scene."

Seeing that policeman looked hesitant, Xing Conglian nodded and continued to say to him: "You can refuse me, but I will call all the people who can let us into the scene, believe me, someone will nod, so do not waste time."