Criminal Psychology

Since it is an illusion, it is always short-lived.

Huang Ze coughed heavily on the other end of the phone, the voice was loud enough to overwhelm their conversation.

"Actually, I don't know what you said is of any use in positioning Shen Lian."

Huang Ze stood in front of the French window of the Municipal Bureau, and a subordinate stood behind him. The other party said that a bigger leader had come to listen to the situation report, while the background sound was the sound of doors opening and closing not far away and people coming one after another. Hurry up.What's more terrible is that the number of reporters' vehicles at the gate of the Municipal Bureau is also increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As if something big is about to happen, what happened?

The entire corridor was suddenly silent from the end, Huang Ze knew that the time was up, and at the end he could only simply say: "Alright, Lin Chen, you still have 10 minutes."

……

Huang Ze hung up the phone very simply.

At the entrance of the dumpling shop, under the camphor tree, the dumpling box held by the young man was almost empty.

The crisp hang-up sound made the young man look up, and he asked cautiously: "Brother Chen, I don't understand how we are going to find Shen Lian, is this my problem?"

Lin Chen has basically cleared up her thoughts: "As for Shen Lian, she didn't have many choices in the process of escaping. Now that she has achieved her set goal, the only possibility is to hide. The whereabouts of ordinary criminals may be difficult to estimate, but for Shen Lian She will definitely choose a place where she feels extremely safe."

"Li Jingtian chose to hide in the embassy to feel safe, but what kind of place can make Shen Lian feel safe?" Wang Chao asked.

"When we were with 'my own people'." Lin Chen said, "Now we look back at the case at hand, and there is one question that has not been resolved: Why did Shen Lian drive the old people insane?"

"Could it have something to do with that old grandfather who died, right? That old grandfather also had mental problems, right?" Wang Chao suddenly realized, "Didn't Lao Bian just say that Chen Lian was excited when he heard the last time of his death! But she He didn’t speak up for the old man at the time, didn’t tell the truth to the police afterwards, and only called the police after a month and a half, why did such a sympathetic person break down when he found out the time of his grandfather’s death?”

"Specifically, it's not sympathy but empathy." Lin Chen corrected, "Empathy comes from childhood. It is an emotion that predicts the suffering of others and wants to help others. It is difficult for her to perceive the elderly but this does not mean that she cannot feel her own pain. In fact, even the most cold-blooded violent elements have strong empathy, but they only protect their own companions, and do not care about the lives of others. Disdainful."

"What does this mean, who is Shen Lian's companion?"

Lin Chen paused.

The wind blowing by the roadside passed the camphor trees, and the swaying shadows of the branches fell on them without a sound.

……

Huihe Nursing Home was also quiet.

But this kind of tranquility is not so much a common adjective in nursing homes as quiet or serene, it is more appropriate to describe it as dead silence.

Just like at night, there are no people in the corridors of the nursing home during the day. The clean and bright tiles show that the place has been cleaned well, but because it is too clean, it means that there are not many people coming and going here.

This is not normal, because anyone who has been to a nursing home knows that old people like to sit in the corridors where there is no wind and sun and gossip, but this situation does not occur here at all.

The wild dogs on the ridge were barking again, barking up and down.

A lady who looked like a nurse stood in front of the mirror, arranging her clothes.The water gurgled down, and the lady's wet fingers left water-stained handprints on the neckline.

This is a standard two-person ward, the room is extremely dark, and the light in the bathroom is on.

There were still two old people lying on the hospital bed, and under the dim light, one could vaguely see the thin skeleton of the old man covered by the snow-white quilt.Further up is a hand placed outside the quilt, and the other hand is inside the quilt.

On the chest, the thin quilt on the old man's body has obviously just been carefully tucked in, and further up is the neck like withered bark, the lips shriveled into two lines, and the empty and lifeless eyes covered by a large number of whites.

Yes, the two elderly people on the hospital bed had their eyes open. They looked up at the ceiling, and there were some mildew spots growing along the gaps in the ceiling.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the ward again. The lady nurse walked to the window and opened the curtains. The bright sunlight flooded into the ward. However, even the sudden light did not make the two old people on the bed blink their eyes.

The slightly heaving chest meant that the old people were not dead, but compared with the corpses, they were no different.

At this moment, the nurse lady turned around, pulled back the corner of the quilt, and lay down.

……

Laobian Dumpling House.

Wang Chao asked what made Shen Lian unable to accept that the death of the old homeless man had anything to do with him.

Lin Chen thought about many causes, but the simplest and most likely reason was only one.

"Chen Lian, she can't accept that she becomes a murderer like the residents of Xiaolin Lane."

Not only the dynasty, but even the Xing Conglian were stunned. The police officers in the distance rode their motorcycles and drove away.

"This is just my guess, and I have to wait until I see Shen Lian to understand the specific issues." Lin Chen took a breath and said calmly, "When a normal person encounters extreme stimulation, he will choose various defense mechanisms or take it seriously. But Shen Lian, her psychological problems doomed her to be unable to relieve stress like normal people when encountering these things."

"So?" Xing Conglian asked.There is a blue stubble on his chin, his face is sharp and angular, his eyes are wise, and he can read people's hearts without any effort.

Lin Chen withdrew his gaze, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and said calmly: "Simply speaking, Shen Lian originally thought that the old man died accidentally because he was pushing and shoving residents in Xiaolin Lane, and there was nothing wrong with her. Psychological pressure, because the death of the old man had nothing to do with her. But when she suddenly discovered that the old man was not dead at all, but died gradually due to serious injuries in the cold and rainy night, she didn't take another look at the old man when she learned about it. He also became one of the murderers."

Wang Chao nodded, and Lin Chen continued, "Normal people may only think that when encountering similar things, it is the responsibility of the other people present, and they can let the matter pass by just passing the buck. But Shen Lian can't."

Lin Chen said: "There are three offensive psychological defense mechanisms, transfer, projection, and introjection. If I'm not wrong, Shen Lian subconsciously chose the last one for her. The so-called introjection is to put what she loves and what she loves The object of hatred symbolically becomes an integral part of the self. Putting it on Shen Lian, it absorbs the old man with mental problems as a part of himself."

He made a joke and said, "It's like, part of the soul of the dead old man entered her body."

With a soft slap, the lunch box in Wang Chao's hand fell to the ground: "This is too perverted!"

"Chen Lian suddenly changed into a different person, is this also related to the rapid improvement in his academic performance?" Xing Conglian asked sharply.

"It's just a speculation. After all, we don't know what kind of old man that is, but you have to know that schizophrenia is sometimes synonymous with geniuses."

Wang Chao shivered, and then realized something: "The elderly with mental illness are her kind? Then what is she going to do, to turn all the grandparents in the country into lunatics, and what does this have to do with Teacher Duan relation!"

Lin Chen lowered his eyes and patted the young man's head: "Look, I'm not a god, how can I know so much. So, since Teacher Duan helped us find Shen Lian, let's find her and ask her."

"How do we find Shen Lian!" Wang Chao felt like an idiot as soon as he asked the question.He turned around in a hurry, squatted down in front of the flower bed, opened the computer and began to search for institutional information.

Lin Chen said: "Psychiatric rehabilitation centers, nursing homes, or shelters, Hongjing is not a megacity, and there are not many such institutions around the city. Excluding large institutions under the national civil affairs department, private centers are even more rare number……"

……

The summer wind is scorching hot, blowing across the green fields and large melon sheds, rolling along the field ridges towards the city center.

The overwhelming heat wave brushed over the tall and low buildings, and rolled on the square in front of the Hongjing City Police Station.

A Lincoln was driving along City Hall Avenue and slowly stopped at the gate of the Municipal Bureau.

The reporters who came after hearing the news were like sharks smelling blood, occupying a favorable terrain at the entrance of the police station, not daring to go too far, and of course unwilling to give up their front row positions.

Compared with the reporters who were screaming at the door, the real meeting room was very quiet, and everyone was puffing.

Sitting in the first seat was the officer who would bow and salute Huang Ze.

The officer's face was solemn, and the audience was silent. Finally, the other party slammed the table: "It's a big deal, but no one has been able to tell the reason so far, right?"

Probably because the boss was furious, the thick smoke in the air trembled.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the conference room.

Huang Ze suddenly looked towards the door.

……

The entrance of Laobian Dumpling House.

In the harsh sunlight, Dynasty's laptop reflected a barely visible blur of white light.

Lin Chen sat quietly by the side, with a peaceful face, and his fair and delicate neck was covered with sweat from running around and exposed to the sun, like porcelain coated with a layer of enamel.He wasn't looking at the screen, more like he was thinking about something aimlessly.

"Don't think too much." Xing Conglian said to Lin Chen.

This sentence is a bit cryptic, but to Lin Chen, it should be straightforward.

Lin Chen looked at the direction of the void in the distance, and didn't have any intention of hiding his thoughts from him: "I just think that human psychology is very interesting. For a natural pervert like Chen Lian, what really drives her crazy is the only remaining part of her human nature. kindness." Lin Chen paused, then added, "I wish I was wrong."

Xing Conglian was taken aback suddenly, he looked at Lin Chen, but the other party didn't look back at him.

Xing Conglian stood up, put one hand in his pocket, and said, "Consultant Lin, come with me."

Lin Chen looked up, Xing Conglian took out the car keys, and pointed in the direction of the jeep parked under the shade of the roadside trees.

Lin Chen followed him to the car.

Xing Conglian habitually opened the door of the cab, only to find Lin Chen standing behind him.He turned the key around in his hand and looked back at Lin Chen.

"You want to talk to me alone, but I don't want to talk." Lin Chen said to him.

Xing Conglian nodded, and instantly understood Lin Chen's meaning: "That's right, the cab is a bit crowded."

He opened the rear door and went in first, and Lin Chen stepped into the car after him.

Thanks to his new car film, the car was dark inside, with sunlight filtering through the shade of trees and the windows to illuminate a small area of ​​the seat.Although it is midsummer, it should be because the air-conditioning in the car just now has not dissipated, and there is still a trace of coolness.

Lin Chen also stepped on the car with the other foot, Xing Conglian held his wrist, and said half-jokingly: "Actually, the cab is not bad, you can sit on my lap."

As soon as he finished speaking, the car door slammed shut.

Xing Conglian felt that Lin Chen clasped his ten fingers instead, and the next moment, Lin Chen followed his advice, spread his legs, and straddled him.

Xing Conglian felt his chest stagnate one by one, Lin Chen's warm body leaned against him without leaving any gaps, sometimes Lin Chen was so kind-hearted that it was frightening.

Without bowing his head, he could imagine Lin Chen's posture.

At this moment, he was half-kneeling on the seat, his feet in canvas shoes were exposed from the cushion, and the shoelaces were half hanging in the air, shaking slightly.

In Xing Conglian's memory, similar scenes also appeared. At that time, the air was full of sensuality, but now, although their relationship has progressed so much, it has become a matter of course.

But now, he doesn't have so much time to think about what this plainness means.After all, Lin Chen was leaning on his shoulder, and his cool breath fell on his throat. Through the shirt fabric, he stroked Lin Chen's sweaty back with one hand.He could clearly feel Lin Chen's shoulder blades, the protrusion of the spine, and the flexible skin covering it.

Lin Chen had already made it very clear just now, he didn't want to talk, he just wanted to sit together quietly.

During this very quiet process, Lin Chen's breathing rhythm didn't change at all, but because the car was so quiet, they could gradually feel each other's heartbeat.Because of the entanglement of breathing, the temperature gradually rises, and there is an inexplicable ambiguity, but more, maybe because of Lin Chen's weight on his legs, or maybe because of Lin Chen's strong heartbeat, he can feel a kind of ambiguity. A whole-hearted sense of trust.

A very precious and unreserved emotion.

After a while, the time was so short that before Xing Conglian had time to savor this feeling, he heard Lin Chen say, "Xing Conglian..."

"They're all called by their full names, this matter is a bit serious." Xing Conglian kissed Lin Chen's ear.

"I……"

As soon as Lin Chen opened his mouth, Xing Conglian interrupted him: "You are not that fragile, you don't need me to pay attention to your mental state all the time, and if I find something wrong, I will stop you and talk to you?"

"No, I'm vulnerable and I really need you."

Lin Chen said so.