Criminal Psychology

Xing Conglian felt that it was very interesting to do this until now.

For example, he wanted Lin Chen to stay a little longer, so as to punish Lin Chen for his silent, ruthless and ruthless fraudulent death. However, he did not expect that along the way, the person who experienced the suffering became himself again.

For another example, he set up several situations when he saw Lin Chen again, but when he heard Jiang Zhe's words downstairs, all the countermeasures he had thought up were not enough.

Holding on to the handle, he walked up the stairs, truly thinking, Destiny, it's always so interesting.

The stairs on the second floor were occupied by an angry Huang Ze and Jiang Zhe, who was even angrier than Huang Ze.

Across the two figures, Lin Chen also saw Xing Conglian at the same time, and they looked at each other, only then did they feel that all the original scripts seemed to lose their effectiveness in an instant.

As if the water always flows into the sea, as if spring comes after winter.

It turns out that meeting again is a very common thing.

Since it is very common, there is no need to get too excited.

Lin Chen wiped the corner of his mouth, only to see that Xing Conglian pretended not to see Huang Ze and Jiang Zhe, passed between them, and walked in front of him.

"He hit you?" The captain of the criminal police was tall, wearing a police windbreaker, with the cold spring breeze on his body, mixed with the breath of mint tobacco all over his body, a little cold, but also a little sweet.

"Yes."

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

After Lin Chen finished his answer, he didn't hear the next words for a long time. He raised his head and just happened to look into Xing Conglian's eyes. Those eyes were a little green, a little blue, as deep as the sea.

It was only then that Lin Chen discovered that Xing Conglian had shaved his hair to a full inch, and the appearance of the mixed race was really very good-looking.

He seldom pays attention to other people's appearance, he is always looking at things that have nothing to do with appearance, such as emotions or attitudes, but today, he is really purely looking at Xing Conglian's face.

Xing Conglian probably didn't know that he was just admiring his appearance, so seeing him looking up like this, he thought about it, and then said: "It's fine."

For more than half a year and 180 days, Lin Chen would occasionally think about what Xing Conglian would say if he knew that he was not dead, but in short, he would say some strange words based on that person's blood, but he did not expect that Xing Conglian Even that would be an understatement.

It's fine...

There is no sentence lighter than this sentence, and no sentence is heavier than this sentence.

Lin Chen was a little moved.

After Xing Conglian finished speaking, seeing that he didn't move, he probably felt that he hadn't done enough. He took half a step forward and reached out to hug him. Xing Conglian's hug was very shallow, tight and loose, at most It was only two or three seconds.

But Lin Chen seemed to smell the scent of incense on Xing Conglian's body, so he sighed, which was barely audible.

In fact, it took less than a minute for Xing Conglian and Lin Chen to hug each other, but in Huang Ze's eyes, it was too dazzling.

After Xing Conglian finished hugging Lin Chen, his eyes fell on Lin Chen's side face again. Lin Chen's cheeks were bruised, the corners of his mouth were cracked, and there was even some blood oozing. Huang Ze realized that he had hit hard, and at that moment , he saw Xing Conglian turned his head and glanced at him.

Xing Conglian's eyes were very cold, as if he was saying: If you want to fight, I will fight. What qualifications do you have to fight?

It was a kind of indifference mixed with contempt and contempt.

Being despised by others was something Huang Ze had never experienced since he was a child. Xing Conglian successfully ignited all his anger with just one look.

He held down Jiang Zhe, who was about to fight back, and said coldly to Xing Conglian: "It's been nearly two hours since the incident, did Captain Xing just arrive?" Before Xing Conglian could answer, he said again : "If you didn't know that Lin Chen was here, how long would Captain Xing plan to keep the passengers waiting?"

As the person in charge of the superior supervision department, Huang Ze said this very bitterly, and ignored the police who arrived at the scene first to appease the passengers.

The passengers were slightly agitated and seemed to agree.

Xing Conglian has too many reasons to justify, such as the emergence of new clues to pursue, or the traffic jam ahead, but any reason, at this time, sounds like shirking responsibility and is inappropriate .

So, no excuse is the best excuse.

He then patted Lin Chen on the shoulder, and then nodded to the passengers: "When the bus arrives at the passenger station, everyone can leave. Thank you for waiting for a long time."

"Captain Xing, you let the passengers leave just like that. Have you finished the transcript? If you missed important clues, can you bear the responsibility?" Huang Ze sneered.

"Are you in a hurry to leave?" Xing Conglian asked Lin Chen.

"Nothing serious for now."

Xing Conglian nodded, pointed to Lin Chen, and said to Huang Ze: "The clue says he won't leave for the time being."

Huang Ze was so angry that he was momentarily choked and speechless.

"The captain's clue refers to the suspect in the major murder case?"

Seeing that the person he wanted to curry favor with was gradually at a disadvantage, Jiang Zhe, who was at the side, couldn't help but speak.

"Expert Jiang." Xing Conglian sternly stopped him.

Jiang Zhe was taken aback.

Xing Conglian smiled slightly and said, "We are a country ruled by law, and we must pay attention to evidence when we do things and speak."

"What do you want to know, I can tell you."

"Jiang Zhe!"

Huang Ze spoke suddenly, stopped Jiang Zhe, and said, "At the level of Captain Xing, it's inconvenient to have access to such top-secret information."

After hearing this, Jiang Zhe just stared at Lin Chen coldly, and then stopped talking.

"Is Captain Xing going to follow the rules?" Huang Ze changed the subject, his tone serious.

The attitude of these two people was really boring, so Xing Conglian said: "That's definitely not the case. I'm going to go to the scene of the crime now. Do you want Supervisor Huang to go with you?"

"Since that's the case, Captain Xing can talk to Mr. Lin about the old days. The Jiang Provincial Police Force is now in charge of this case. Captain Xing can rest." Huang Ze took a few steps forward and patted him on the shoulder.

It has been more than a month since the execution of the serial carjacking case on the highway, and Huang Ze kicked him out of the case without even giving a reason.

Anyone who heard this would get angry or even make noise, but Xing Conglian didn't. After all, he really looked down on Huang Ze.

"Okay, you are the biggest here, you have the final say." He pouted at Lin Chen, put his hands in his pockets, turned and left.

Lin Chen naturally followed behind him.

As they walked, they talked quietly.

"How did you find me?"

"Before that kid started, you took a look at him."

Inspector Huang who was standing aside heard the sporadic questions and answers floating in the air, so he became even angrier.

……

When he got to Xing Conglian's jeep, Lin Chen realized that there was another person sitting in the co-pilot.

"Yang Dianfeng, the manager of the passenger transportation company where the accident happened." Xing Conglian said casually.

Lin Chen nodded and sat back.

"how?"

Seeing Xing Conglian get into the car, Yang Dianfeng sat on the passenger seat and asked with concern.

"It's okay, the superior won't let you investigate."

"how so!"

Xing Conglian didn't take it seriously, he closed the car door, looked back at him, and said, "It has nothing to do with you, Huang Ze just wanted to kick me away..."

"I know, but according to the Regulations on Inter-provincial Cooperative Handling of Cases, Article 3 of Chapter [-], if a major case occurs, in order to ensure the reasonable distribution of police resources, the local criminal police will follow the unified deployment of their superiors, but on the premise of not affecting the investigation. Criminal police also have the right to conduct independent investigations."

"Really familiar." Xing Conglian lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, as if he had planned it, he quickly started the jeep, "Shall we check it together?"

"Ah."

Hearing his answer, Xing Conglian had a smile on his face.

Ten minutes later, they came to the real scene of the crime.

There was a bright yellow cordon around the bus, and two Malinois dogs with shiny fur just came back, one of them still had a bright yellow sneaker in its mouth, and refused to let it go no matter what.

"What's going on?" Xing Conglian asked as he got out of the car.

"It is said that they tracked for ten kilometers and only found one shoe." Wang Chao, who came to the scene in advance, squatted down and stroked the search dog's head.

The trainer was trying to break the shoes out of the search dog's mouth. Lin Chen came to Xing Conglian silently. Wang Chao looked up at him. Seeing this, he couldn't help but punch Xing Conglian on the back: "Boss, how do you get down?" With such heavy hands, my Ah Chen is a scholar!"

When he was attacked, Xing Conglian was wearing gloves, checking the half of the sneaker, he staggered, his face almost came into close contact with the sneaker, he just wanted to complain, but he seemed to notice something strange.

Following Xing Conglian's movements, Lin Chen also sniffed, and in addition to the soft vegetation like green bamboo shoots, there was actually a little fragrance in the air.

"This smell is perfume?" Yang Dianfeng said at some point when he squatted down beside Xing Conglian and sniffed it.

"Ok?"

"Smells a lot like LANCOMEMIRACLE, but I'm not sure."

"what is that?"

"It's a women's perfume, and many girls like it." Yang Dianfeng is familiar with it, "But, according to the degree of fragrance retention, it is very likely that he sprinkled the perfume on the shoes?"

"To disturb the line of sight." Xing Conglian said.

"Really?" Yang Dianfeng looked at Xing Conglian and smiled, his eyes contained reverence: "Fortunately, you are still willing to continue investigating the case."