Criminal Psychology

Only Xing Conglian has a clearer understanding of the outcome than Lin Chen.

After being with Lin Chen, he felt that what he had experienced was nothing, and now is the real and exciting day.

He has to watch the people he loves risk their lives to charge into the battle again and again, and feel that this is really a well-thought-out and extremely smart choice. Not only that, but he also has to endure some idiots questioning this. His temper is so bad, Lin Chen must have spoiled him.

In front of him, the public opinion expert was still asking for opinions. Of course, Xing Conglian knew that these were all reported to Shen Heming, but when he saw the analysis article that was widely circulated on the Internet, he was still a little bit out of touch. anger.

The article was written by a well-known online commentator named Zhai Yong.

The reviewer used to be a well-known host and accumulated a large number of fans while working on a media platform. Later, he transformed into a self-media, because he could always write spicy and critical articles and attracted a lot of people... In the words of Dynasty Said to be a patient with secondary illness.The number of these people is far beyond imagination. This is Xing Conglian's first reaction after seeing the actual number of forwarded comments.

The main content of the article is roughly to tell everyone why not making a choice is the best choice.

——This is the responsibility that the government should bear, but the government just pushes the responsibility that should be borne to the individual, making the individual pay the price for the incompetence of the government. Is the murderer responsible?

——Not choosing is a kind of protest. This is not cowardice, but the best choice based on rational analysis.

—Let those who desperately want to decide to decide, this matter itself has nothing to do with us.

Several paragraphs roughly explain these views from the perspective of the legal system and social contract government responsibility, which is in line with Zhai Yong's consistent position.

If Fang Aizi's classmate, Ms. Wang, read this article, she would definitely regard Zhai Yong as a male god. Of course, according to the time when Zhai Yong's first few Weibo posts about anti-social letters were published, Ms. Wang may also be reading the article. After entering Weibo, I deeply agree with it, and then I tried to pass this point of view to more people.

The public opinion expert said: "Minister Shen, the general situation is like this. It is not ruled out that some Internet pushers are making hype, but it is also possible that this itself is a reflection of public opinion. According to calculations, the growth rate of online voting has dropped by 70.00% from the previous hour. Two, considering The error calibration of work and rest time, we believe that this article has caused more citizens to give up voting, should we take measures against this.” He paused, and tentatively said, “If you want a certain result, you should guide it early, After all... people are really easy to be influenced."

This sentence is very cryptic, people are really easy to be influenced... The implication is that if we do not have the initiative, we will indirectly give the initiative to the other party.

Minister Shen frowned. Xing Conglian knew that the old man might be full of confidence and willing to gamble at a certain moment, but the higher the position, the less he could do as he wanted. After all, he had to bear more pressure and had to consider more.

So at this moment, he didn't intervene to influence the old man's decision.

But at this moment, the old man looked at him: "Conglian...it's really difficult..."

Xing Conglian can fully understand the heavy pressure on the old man. In a sense, the old man has to bear more than him or Lin Chen.

"He probably told you something, such as forecasting the trend?"

"I said so." Xing Conglian nodded.

"Then why didn't you tell me?" the old man asked again.

Xing Conglian really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine the old man was selling in the gourd at this time, and his eyes and face couldn't reveal anything, so he could only answer truthfully: "Because I don't want to influence your choice, you have your own considerations." And decision, I should respect."

Hearing this, the old man lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, his expression was gloomy and he couldn't see clearly.

Just when Xing Conglian wanted to add something, he suddenly raised his head, pointed at him with his thumb, and said to the public opinion expert, "Did you hear that?"

Including the expert himself and Xing Conglian, they were a little confused.

"What... are you referring to?"

"We usually shout to respect the people, but at the critical moment you will lose the chain, Xiao Chen, your organizational awareness is still not enough." The old man sighed and said lightly.

The strategist looked at the old man suddenly, feeling terrified by the various meanings revealed in this sentence: "You... mean..."

"Although the world is full of noise, it is still very quiet in the middle of the night. The word itself is so beautiful in the dead of night. Then we people, don't have to make our foolish opinions known to the world. An Jing Quietly, isn't it interesting to let everyone think for themselves?"

After the old man said this, he raised his hands and walked to the window.

Xing Conglian looked out from his line of sight, and saw the vast, quiet and magnificent starry sky.

In the room, no one spoke anymore.

……

Zhai Yong didn't work well.

People like them must be late at night, after all, late at night is when writing and thinking are flowing

It was after three o'clock in the morning that he read the Weibo comments, analyzed and sorted out all the opinions, made notes, and prepared to choose key points to refute tomorrow.

He is different from those who take money to speak, what he publishes is his own opinion, and he is never at the mercy of others.

It's very late or too early, and the people who are still exchanging opinions on the Internet are probably students with jet lag. Zhai Yong thinks that these people are very interesting, and they are often his most solid allies and the most difficult enemies to conquer.

For example, this comment that has been topped to the most popular reply now says so.

——Teacher Zhai has always advocated democracy. Isn’t one person, one vote enough democracy?But when democracy really appeared, you actually started to hate why your Tiantian government didn't use tyranny to save you.You probably haven’t thought about it, but the mechanism you despise is operating every day, from the small teacher who teaches your son to the high-level executives who make political decisions. It is the existence of these people who essentially share all kinds of society for you. Responsibility, now it's just a return of responsibility, and a return to a more simple show of hands, are you afraid?How cowardly...

When Zhai Yong first saw this comment, he was of course very angry.

This comment, of course, distorts his original meaning, and even the meaning of what he has been trying to say for so long.

No matter what kind of social mechanism it is, people like him are required to say some ugly words, and the fake Haiyan Heqing doesn't make any sense.

This is why he made a speech today, because throughout the development of the incident, what he saw was a state of government incompetence without any guidance. When he speaks, it is his social responsibility, and Mao has not grown up yet. What does your little kid know.

Zhai Yong thought so, and clicked on the picture attached to this comment.

That's the official government voting website.

-- I will vote for the execution of four criminals who have not previously been sentenced to death to save more lives.

A. Yes

B.No

The speaker, selected "Yes."

Zhai Yong was speechless for a long time, he pushed the keyboard tray, ready to go out to pour a glass of water.

The thin-soled house slippers scraped lightly on the floor, and he opened the door of the study, unexpectedly finding someone sitting outside.

"Dad, did you get up early, or didn't you go to bed?"

His old father was sitting on the leather sofa in the living room, the TV was on, but the volume was turned off, and the changing light made his old face very cloudy and uncertain.

His dad just watched TV and didn't answer him immediately.So he took an empty water glass and sat down next to the old man. There was no one doing live broadcasts so late, and the daytime news was replayed on the TV.

That was the scene of the accident in the clothing market in Meicun City. A large number of ambulances arrived. Bloody customers or store owners supported each other and crawled out, while the ambulance workers went in the opposite direction. The two groups of people were in stark contrast.

"I went to see your Uncle Su today." Before his father began to speak, he put the glasses on the coffee table back on, not for the purpose of seeing things clearly, but as if to cover up his true expression.

"Principal Su?"

"Who else could it be."

Zhai Yong did hear his mother mentioning some things that Uncle Su couldn't do.

But at the age of his parents, there are always old friends around him who are about to pass away from time to time, and he gets used to hearing it too much, so he also associates the title of Uncle Su with the old principal of Yongchuan University at this moment.

"The news is not saying that Naokangning's large-scale adverse drug reactions did not completely break out due to the timely discovery, but that the elderly who take the drugs have hidden dangers to drug safety..."

Zhai Yong's brain is moving very quickly, he seems to finally realize the key to the relationship between the characters that he has been vaguely aware of but has not really figured out for a long time.

"Obviously, his good student has always caused him a lot of trouble. This time he was probably implicated. Xiao Cui said that he was fine before he went to school." Not angry, but more of a kind of sadness that hurts its kind.

"Lin Chen is Principal Su's student?" Zhai Yong's mind moved very fast, "So he proposed a brand new plan, really for President Su..."

"Who knows what that good student of his is thinking." His father interrupted him coldly, "According to Lin Chen's usual thinking, he will not take his teacher's life and death into consideration in such matters."

"Dad, don't go around in circles, what do you want to say?"

"Delete that article of yours." His father turned to look at him straightforwardly and said.

He looked at his father in disbelief. This was probably the first time his father asked him since he was an independent writer and in the media industry.And he knew that this was not a request, but a request.

"Our old buddies have already contacted a lot of friends at night. Tomorrow morning, the direction of the media will change." His father stood up, as if he had finished explaining something not so important, "If possible, call for more People, vote yes."

The old man picked up the remote control panel and decisively turned off the TV, Zhai Yong was speechless.

Pressed down completely in the living room, his father was leaving with slow steps, looking at the old man's back, Zhai Yong shouted: "Dad!"

"Call me dad, and do as I say."

Zhai Yong stood up: "Do you really think that as long as the majority votes in favor, this society can exchange four undeserved lives for more people's chances of survival?"

"Stop talking about society to me. Isn't this the democracy you preach every day? Besides, I didn't teach you your legal knowledge?"

"Dad, this is not democracy, this is lynching, no, this is worse than lynching!"

"Then tell me, what is democracy?" The old head resumed his frightening appearance when he was a lawyer, and said, "Democracy is democracy if the minority obeys the majority within a certain class range!"

"You have avoided the most important question. Is it legal to execute criminals by bypassing the law by voting? This word is not a national vote, but only the public opinion of three provinces. Even if our three provinces are independent states, they are not eligible. It is wrong to bypass the law and directly decide the fate of criminals by voting, so I think not to vote is the right statement!"

The old man turned to look at him, his eyes were about to burst, which made Zhai Yong think that the next moment he would slap him like he was when he was a child.

He subconsciously closed his eyes, but the pain on his cheek was delayed.

When he opened his eyes again, his old father had already turned around, looking at the thick night outside the window, without saying a word.

"Everyone is selfish." His father said, "Since ancient times, hasn't the law been about sacrificing the minority to protect the interests of the majority?"

But Zhai Yong went to the window and lowered his head. In the dark interior of the high-rise building, he could see the vague outline of the city in the night.

"I suddenly felt that this is really a good way." Some corners of the city are still lit, but most places have been darkened, "You have your opinion, I have my insistence, but we can only To represent ourselves." He looked at his father and said, "No matter what the outcome, you're going to respect the majority opinion, aren't you?"