Criminal Psychology

Hongjing Detention Center.

In the dusty interrogation room, the female anchor of Yongchuan Satellite TV recited the open letter and the show came to an end.

The water in front of Lin Chen was filled again.

"Your government is more 'brave' than I imagined." She almost marveled, "It's almost impossible for me to recognize who is the anti-social element."

"Of course it's you guys." Lin Chen could only say helplessly in a tone that didn't dare to compete with you.

"Next step, what are you going to do?" Shen Lian asked curiously, then smiled: "You are here, and you have no intention of leaving, which means you have been prepared from the beginning?"

Lin Chen held the water glass, noncommittal.

"Wow, I guess, you are so hypocritical, is the next step going to be the trick of sacrificialism?"

This is probably the most relaxed and excited moment for this woman since Lin Chen and Shen Lian met again. When a woman is excited, she tends to talk a lot, "I have an idea, do you want to listen to it?"

"Please say."

"In this way, considering factors such as economic population and population, choose the one that is most convenient to sacrifice and control in nearly 20 cities in the three provinces, manipulate the account to pretend to be a voluntary sacrifice by local residents, and induce everyone to vote for the poorest and most backward of them. As soon as the results come out, wow, human beings voluntarily sacrificed their spirit to defeat the sinister sociopaths, and successfully smashed the deadlock. Maybe after the incident is over, you can write some brilliant reports. It’s so beautiful, what do you think?"

Shen Lian asked him that.

Lin Chen held the water glass, looked at the rare lady in front of him who bared her teeth, and said four words: "It's not pretty."

he replied.

……

Not pretty.

It means that such methods are not beautiful, such things are not beautiful, and such human nature is also not beautiful.

Lin Chen is an idealist, this is a fact that Xing Conglian has clearly understood for a long time.

Therefore, Xing Conglian felt that he was being ridiculed when he heard the solution he had proposed from this strategist.

He was speechless for a moment.

"Will this plan be considered as a compromise by the government to anti-social elements?"

"I think it's feasible, you can turn him into an army."

"But the vote is over, anti-social elements will not jump the wall?"

"If he breaks the rules of the game that he sets himself, he will only become a laughingstock." The strategy expert said coldly, "I'm [-]% sure."

The rest of the small glass room began to seriously discuss this plan.

Xing Conglian understands the feasibility of the plan better than anyone else, and of course only great voluntary sacrifices can fight against selfishness and human nature.

Even if the dynasty manipulated a batch of accounts, they didn't have to consider the possibility of leaking them.

But Xing Conglian thought, this is really not beautiful.

He looked at the people in the glass room and the people outside the glass room who cast clear eyes on him as if they had sensed something, and felt as if he had returned to the earliest and youngest time, when he had never seen so much grayness And bloody killings, passionate and persistent, and full of trust in this world.

Trust, it's very important.

Xing Conglian finally made up his mind.

He raised his left hand, which was not high. He looked at everyone and said four words solemnly: "I disagree."

All lively discussion in the glass room came to a standstill.

But probably except for Minister Shen and a certain young man playing with computers, the rest of the people could not fully understand the irresistible nature of determination contained in this phrase.

Shen Heming fell silent.

But since the young man standing in front of the glass panel raised his hands, he must stop and listen carefully to what the other party said.

So he also raised his hand and said to the others in the glass room: "Everyone go out, Xing Conglian stay."

……

National Yongchuan Television.

Crazy rising ratings indicators and slamming doors complement each other perfectly.

Deputy Director Zhao Ren stood in the main monitoring room outside Studio No. [-].

In front of the main control station, dozens of TVs were broadcasting various programs, and the dense current sound made people's brain hurt.

Zhaoren picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and yelled inside: "Tell the security guards to stop knocking, I'm not kidnapped!"

His irritable voice reached the ears of every staff member through the headset.

Soon, Zhaoren heard complaints coming from the earphones one after another.

"Boss, are you in menopause?"

"I'm going deaf from the sound."

Zhaoren didn't have time to respond to these offenders. He looked down at Yongchuan Satellite TV, which was broadcasting weather news, and then looked up at the clock on the top of the main console.

There were only 5 minutes left before the agreed time, but his cell phone remained silent.

To add fuel to the flames, his assistant came over with the urgently produced video file and asked anxiously: "The things that Consultant Lin asked for have been produced, but the higher-ups haven't given any news. We really did it as originally planned. Any plans to come?"

"Otherwise?" Zhaoren said angrily.

"Although the satellite live broadcast vehicles and seats in Minjiang are all set up, if it doesn't work, let them withdraw?"

"Get lost!" Zhaoren scolded.

His stone-like assistant refused to leave: "Boss, didn't Consultant Lin say that if they fail to convince the superiors, we can't make our own opinions. This is really a matter of great responsibility!"

Zhaoren raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Responsibility? I like to take it the most."

……

People retreat quickly.

During the period, there were some doubts, but neither he nor Xing Conglian's expressions made people dare not speak.

The glass door closed again, Shen Heming looked at Xing Conglian, and asked: "Conglian, what's the matter, do you still want to stand and talk to my old man?"

Xing Conglian didn't sit down immediately, he fumbled in his pocket casually, took out a box of squashed cigarettes, then walked to him and sat down, handing out the cigarettes.

Shen Heming didn't care about the entire row of "wooden stakes" standing outside the glass room. He picked up a cigarette, Xing Conlian took out his lighter, and lit his cigarette respectfully.

Then Xing Conglian began to speak in a low voice, speaking quickly and methodically, Shen Heming had been listening silently.

After 15 seconds, Xing Conglian stopped narrating.

15 seconds, really short.

However, during this period of time, Shen Heming felt the ups and downs of life for the first time.

At first, he felt that Lin Chen's plan was really flattering, avoiding traps and minimizing losses, so he should agree without hesitation.

Then, he felt terrified. At his age, there are very few moments when he is instantly overwhelmed by deep thoughts and extreme feelings.

He then continued to speculate on the possible outcomes, and then realized where his panic came from. He found that neither the kid who was just playing tricks nor him fundamentally lacked the deepest sense of trust in people.

This is the biggest difference between them and Lin Chen.

Shen Heming took a deep breath, and finally felt an inexplicable shock.

He didn't know why this shock came, but he hoped that Lin Chen was right.

After Shen Heming exhaled the smoke ring, Xing Conglian looked at him with burning eyes, as if expecting his answer.

"Isn't that the cigarette?"

He squeezed the cigarette butt and slowly turned the cigarette around, the top was empty, just a very white and normal cigarette.

Xing Conglian was stunned, as if he didn't expect that he would not open which pot and which pot he would carry, so he said angrily, "That kind is very expensive."

The young man has moss green eyes, deep and quiet, this is Shen Heming's feeling when he saw him for the first time.

Xing Conglian was still very young at that time, and of course he is not too old now.

He made a request for assistance to the international organization represented by Xing Conglian because of the evacuation of overseas Chinese, and the other party easily completed the liaison work that required countless manpower and material resources to complete.

When he boarded the return ferry, he saw the devastated territory of other countries in front of him, and behind him were the compatriots of his own country clinging to each other on the ferry.

Xing Conglian, who was only 20 years old, stood on the shore and waved to him.

He still can't forget the scene at that time.

Amid the blue sea and blue sky, a handsome mixed-race young man stands in the wind. Although his body is stained and his face is tired, his green eyes are deep and quiet, like mountains and seas.

At that time, he was thinking that although human beings are always fighting with each other, there is still kindness in each other.

Maliciousness is real, and so is kindness.

When he recalled this, Xing Conglian interrupted him: "What do you think?"

He said: "Theoretically, I should trust your judgment. After all, you have a lot of experience in dealing with difficult problems. But your plan seems to have made less sacrifices, but in reality, a little carelessness is irreversible. I can ask, why did you agree?

"The reason why I agree is the same as yours." Xing Conglian said simply.

Shen Heming sneered: "Really?"

Xing Conglian seemed to be looking for words, he thought for a while, and said: "According to Lin Chen, his plan has less losses, and it is easier for a superior like you to accept."

"Why do I feel uncomfortable listening to what you said?" Shen Heming asked back.

"You feel uncomfortable because you don't agree with the word 'superior' in your bones. It often means a lot of cruelty and weighing, and it means deception and maintaining social stability through state coercion. In short, it is not a very good word." Xing Cong Lian paused, "This sentence was also said by Lin Chen."

"What else did Lin Chen say?" Shen Heming asked angrily.

"He said, if you feel uncomfortable hearing the word 'superior', it means that deep down you don't agree with another plan. You are an idealist in your bones, and you have this huge trust and goodwill towards the world. Because of trust, So you dare to give it a go. Of course I don’t quite agree with his opinion of you, but everything he says is right to me.”

Shen Heming frowned: "He is indeed better at talking than you."

Xing Conglian nodded seriously: "He also asked me to tell you that you don't have to doubt that the anti-social person will not agree with his plan, because he knows him better than you. What the person wants is not killing, nor blood , What he wants is to reveal the ugly side of everyone's heart and expose people to despair of human nature, so a game that is more fair and can better achieve his goal will definitely be accepted."

Shen Heming fell into deep thought, what Lin Chen said was enough but not enough to convince him.

He turned his head and saw Dynasty standing outside with his notebook in his hands, and seeing the excited, earnest, worried, or resolute faces beside the young man, he suddenly realized that he really I want to find something more than "benefit" and "benefit".

Shen Heming thought of this, and finally asked Xing Conglian: "You have finished everything, what else can I say?"

Staring at him, Xing Conglian slowly spread a smile and said firmly, "You can say, that's it, just do it."