Criminal Psychology

"Dick no dick!"

Wang Chao pressed the pause button, and at the end of the screen, it landed on the blown kiss of the carjacking boy who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The young and chatty technician exclaimed excitedly, and as no surprise, received a critical blow from the captain.

"Do you think this is interesting?" Looking at the boy in the video, Xing Conglian asked coldly.

"Carjacking, in order to grab candy, the brain is not only big, it's really big..." Wang Chao babbled a few more words before realizing that the surrounding atmosphere was not right. He raised his head, only to find that Xing Conglian's face was livid, "Head , Seriously, you know it well, and no one gets hurt, isn't it cool?"

"No one was injured? It's fortunate that no one was injured!" Xing Conglian dragged the mouse and dragged the progress bar, and the screen paused at the moment when the young man raised his gun to shoot: "Have you ever thought that if he accidentally misses the shot, the bullet will Rebound, and someone may die!"

On the screen, the boy's hand holding the gun is steady, like a rock.

Such a posture would never appear on a young man who is ignorant of the world, so it is definitely not a young man who is ignorant of the world.

The passengers in the car may not notice it, but in the video, it can be clearly seen that the teenager never took his eyes off the surveillance camera from the moment he raised his gun.

He is watching the surveillance, he is watching, those people watching the surveillance.

Wang Chao was so trained that he didn't dare to argue, so he had to pretend to drink tea. Accidentally, he drank more than half of the glass of iced lemon tea in one go.

Fortunately, the profile picture in the lower right corner of the computer started to flicker, saving his life, he quickly clicked on the dialog box, and the police who were investigating the scene sent the latest pictures.

In the photo, it was a bullet that had just been recovered from a hijacked bus.

Xing Conglian leaned down and glanced at the photo: "A 9mm revolver again?"

As Wang Chao spoke, he called up the video, and the screenshot zoomed in on the gun the boy was holding.

"It must be the same one." Wang Chao gritted his teeth. "This case is also very strange. Is there something wrong with that little bastard? Don't you really need to consult an expert?" He asked tentatively.

Since Lin Chen's disappearance, Professor Fu Hao, the original psychological consultant of the police force, chose to return to his alma mater Yongchuan University to teach because he couldn't bear the blow. An expert who is a rising star in the field of criminal psychology serves as the new consultant of the Hongjing City Criminal Police Team.

When Xing Conglian heard this, he immediately stared: "You said that afro who sent me to see a doctor when he saw me?"

"He also said that I have Hyperactivity, and I didn't know what it meant at the time." Wang Chao slapped the table, and he was out of breath: "After I went home and checked, guess what, he said I have 'hyperactivity' , Why does my father have ADHD!"

He said, leaning back in the chair angrily, turning the pen with one hand, and patted Xing Conglian's shoulder with the other. A handful of tinfoil ash fell from Xing Conglian's shoulder. Wang Chao twisted the ash and asked: "You went to Ah Chen's tomb again?"

"Can you concentrate on speaking ill of others?" Xing Conglian straightened up in embarrassment, and quickly patted the tinfoil dust off Wang Chao's hand.

It has been a long time since Lin Chen fell into the river. It seems that Lin Chen has never appeared in the city. He only occasionally goes to sit in front of Lin Chen’s grave. Most of the cases are too cumbersome and weird. When you have no clue.

The serial robbery this time is particularly weird, even more mysterious than Feng Peilin's case. A robber who specializes in robbing buses on the highway with a gun, he is agile, has received professional shooting training, and can often control a car within 30 seconds. He hijacked a passenger car, but what is funny is that he took a huge risk to hijack the passenger car, but all he asked for was a few pieces of sweet candy.

The boy is as gorgeous as Skittles, the media even called him "Candy Thief", children like him, girls admire him, even the business of the robbed Touran Bus Company has improved a lot because of this carjacking boy, so The whole thing, no matter how you look at it, looks like a game played by a special group to play with the public.

Xing Conglian felt very uneasy. He couldn't tell where the uneasiness came from, but he always felt that this was like a game of bomb disposal. If a wrong lead was cut, the bomb would explode immediately.

His hands were covered with water stains on the wall of the iced lemon teacup, he rubbed his face with his hands soaked in ice water, and prepared to leave.

It is also a coincidence that at that time his vision was blurred by the water stains, and Lin Chen was not even in his mind at that time.

But when his eyes flicked across the computer screen inadvertently, he saw a person in the back seat of the passenger car, and then his heart beat violently uncontrollably.

The man was sitting near the aisle, wearing a black peaked cap, as if he was sleeping soundly, but Xing Conglian knew very well that the man was not asleep at all.

Because just before the boy took out his pocket for the gun, the man raised his head and glanced at the boy's back.

This is an extremely small movement, and it is also an extremely tacit movement.

Even a prediction 0.1 second in advance is still a prediction.

So this is not a coincidence, but whether it is a coincidence or not is not important anymore, because Xing Conglian is too familiar with that person's face.

I realized that even in the low-resolution black-and-white surveillance video, even if he only showed a pair of eyes, Xing Conglian could recognize him.

That is Lin Chen.

Xing Conglian pressed the Enter key, and the screen paused. His fingers, which were too white, drew a circle on the screen, circling a face.

Wang Chao stared at the video for a while, and asked, "Boss, don't you mean to say that there is an accomplice of the little bastard in the car?"

"This is Lin Chen!"

Wang Chao was stunned. He hurriedly took a screenshot and enlarged the picture, but even if the pixels were enlarged to the size of a fingernail, he could not connect the person in the picture with Lin Chen.

Therefore, he could only turn his head back solemnly, stare into Xing Conglian's eyes, and said seriously: "Boss, to be honest, I think the experts are right, you should go to the hospital."

Xing Conglian slapped Wang Chao violently.

The technical geek held his head, wanting to cry but no tears.

……

No matter how many times the people in the police station watch the video, the juvenile carjacking has already flown into the vast reeds and is doomed to disappear. The rescued passengers are sent to the nearest rest station cafeteria in batches, where they eat some simple food and Awaiting transcript.

The air in the cafeteria is a little greasy, and the temperature is still a little low.

Therefore, most of the passengers sat on the side near the French windows, letting the warm sunshine bake their bodies. They talked with each other, and they were not panicked by the carjacking just now.

At the edge of the crowd, in a somewhat dark place, a young man was taking off the scarf around his neck and wrapping it around the old lady who was dragging a heavy luggage.

The old lady seemed very happy to have a good-looking young man sitting beside her. She touched the scarf around her neck, smiled and took out an orange from her bag, and stuffed it into the young man's hand.

Oranges are cool.

If Wang Chao was present, he would definitely swallow his previous words on his knees.

That was indeed Lin Chen, Lin Chen who fell into the turbulent river with Feng Peilin, and his body was not even salvaged.

Lin Chen touched the cold orange, and looked in the direction of the exit somewhat casually.

For the first time, he discovered that his life was really not very good.

If you cheated some people, including your caring friends, in order to leave, you must be very afraid to see those friends you cheated on again.

Maybe one day, you will meet your friends again in the vast crowd, this is one of the settings you make for the reunion.

But in those settings, it must not include getting on a bus and encountering carjackers on the road under your friend's jurisdiction.

This setting is too outrageous and too teasing.

Fate is so ruthless.

……

Also lamenting the ruthlessness of fate, of course there is a certain criminal police captain in the police station who has been sad for more than half a year.

"Tell the brothers at the scene, please take a good rest at the rest stop. The police will arrange the vehicles uniformly and send everyone away. Remember, before I arrive, everyone, no, yes, let's go." Xing Conglian evoked The corner of the mouth said word by word.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and was about to leave, but the moment he was about to pull the door, someone opened it first and walked in.

The visitor seemed to be some elite in the industry. He was wearing a knee-length camel trench coat and a smoky diamond scarf around his neck.

Xing Conglian shook hands with one of them, and the other party took out a bronzing business card from his pocket, held it in front of him with both hands: "Yang Dianfeng, manager of Touran Passenger Transport Corporation."

In fact, because of the serial bus hijacking case, he had dealt with the public relations of Touran Bus Company many times. This group of businessmen, who are not involved in oil and salt, did not cooperate with the investigation, so Xing Cong connected his business card and sat impatiently. On the desk, he lit a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth: "Mr. Yang, what's the matter?"

"The case of Hongjing Expressway, I ask the criminal captain to take more care."

Hearing the official accent again, Xing Cong took a puff of cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke ring, "Actually, you are quite happy."

"Why did the criminal captain say that?"

"There's a Phantom Bus Thief, comparable to a prime-time ad."

"Captain Xing thinks that the serial robbery is the work of my company?"

A small piece of trademark was exposed on Yang Dianfeng's scarf, which was a limited edition from a high-end specialty store. A single scarf was worth half a year's salary.

"Where is there?" Xing Conglian replied absent-mindedly.

"Captain Xing may think that this is a game played by the company for business, but in fact, it is not worthwhile to take such a big risk in order to increase the market share by a few percent."

"Manager Yang came to me just to say a few words?"

"Actually, I'm here to provide Captain Xing with a clue." Yang Dianfeng took out a silver-gray notebook from his handbag, "All the buses of our company are equipped with autonomous emergency calls based on geographic information systems and MEMS accelerators. System, today, the on-board computer on the robbed bus A7645 was taken away by the robbers, but we found that the signal of the bus has not disappeared.”

Wang Chao stood up abruptly, grabbed Yang Dianfeng's computer, tapped on it, and then suddenly said, "Head, Heping North Road, head south."

Yang Dianfeng folded his arms and leaned back on the chair, and raised his eyebrows at Xing Conglian and smiled.