Criminal Psychology

The breakfast time in the prison is usually from 7:7 to [-]:[-], but today's situation is special, and of course it is because of the special situation of the four people in the "little black room", so the breakfast time is specially set at [-]:[-].

During this night, Huang Ze didn't experience the entanglements similar to others. Of course, he knew very well that some not-so-firm emotions were also spreading throughout the prison's law enforcement officers. Fortunately, the team had iron rules, so he still Can control the situation.

Huang Ze took the extra meal from the chef, and walked to the iron gate with the lunch box.

Although the surveillance could clearly show what the four were doing, he still pulled down the small window on the cell door and looked inside.

All four are sleeping.

The first half of the night was quite uneasy, Yan Guiqiu cried for a long time, Sun Zhen lost his temper and wanted to strangle him, then Qian Bao provoked discord, Zhao Yi kicked the upper bunk again, the four of them had a long fight, with a kind of hysterical madness energy.But in the middle of the night, probably because they felt that the chances of survival were slim, the four of them became quiet.

The cell finally regained the atmosphere it should have.

Huang Ze closed the small window and opened the door to go in. No one opened their eyes to look at him, not even the thief who was about to cry and hug his thigh when he saw him.

"Breakfast, does anyone want to eat?" Huang Ze asked.

He said so, but there was no response.

Qian Bao and Zhao Yi slept on upper and lower bunks respectively, while Sun Zhen and Yan Guiqiu occupied a corner alone.

Huang Ze said to the two on the bed: "Maybe it's the last breakfast in your life, and you don't even want to eat it?" He paused, "If I were you, I wouldn't protest too much about things that I can't decide... "

When he said this, Yan Guiqiu finally turned over: "Are you annoying, officer!" The prisoner Gulu, who had always been like a mouse, turned over and said impatiently.

Huang Ze always felt that there was something different about Yan Guiqiu at this time. Maybe one night's thinking can make people sober, and people who realize the coming of death will always be different.

He looked at each other with pity.

"I deserved to be in prison. If I want to be killed or cut, I will do as I please, and I will show a pitiful look of sympathy for me." Yan Guiqiu said to himself, as if he was still angry.He stood up suddenly, pointed to the four walls and said, "It's such a crappy place, I sacrificed myself for the people anyway, you have to send ten or eight hot girls to see you off, right? There's not even a toilet , I want to send my father away for a broken meal, and my father is not happy!

As he said that, Yan Guiqiu rushed forward with enthusiasm, he took off his prison pants with a stab, and before Huang Ze could react, he took out his dick and pointed it at the camera.

A stream of yellow urine flowed down and spurted out.

The prison guards controlling the scene rushed over and pushed Yan Guiqiu to the ground.

However, the urine flowed sideways, the stench was overwhelming, and the scene was a mess.

Very good, Huang Ze thought, so be it.

He took a deep breath, and felt that he might not have done well what Lin Chen asked him to do.

However, at this moment, the prison guard who rushed in violated the regulations and began to whisper to Yan Guiqiu: "Guiqiu, don't do this, the result may be unpredictable."

"Old Zhang, old Zhang, don't lie to me. If you really love me, just promise me and give me a happy time. Don't hit me with a gun, I'm afraid of pain!" Yan Guiqiu rolled on the ground shouted.

"What are you talking about? It's not time yet, Yan Guiqiu, you look like a man!"

The prison guard just stepped on Yan Guiqiu's urine and talked, the live broadcast was still going on, Huang Ze turned his head and said coldly: "Officer Zhang, please watch your words and deeds."

Lao Zhang stood up immediately and walked out of the cell. After a while, he turned back in again, holding a mop in his hand, and cleaned up the urine stains on the ground bit by bit.

Yan Guiqiu just squatted down to watch the police mop the floor.

He pulled his hair, his eyes became more and more red,

At the end, the thief suddenly yelled out: "Old Zhang, if we die ourselves, it won't be so difficult?"

At that moment, Huang Ze realized that Sun Zhen, Zhao Yi, and Qian Bao were all looking at him.

How ridiculous, Huang Ze thought.

He didn't speak, and he knew that Lao Zhang would not answer this question either.

Lao Zhang walked out the door, and he followed suit.The iron door slammed shut.

For the first time, he patted the prison guard on the shoulder where the camera couldn't capture it.

"There is no right answer."

He said so to Lao Zhang.

……

It was a reporter who first discovered that there was something wrong with the situation.

Of course, the so-called problem is compared with the phenomenon that should appear in theory.

After all, in theory, it is already past eight in the morning, the rush hour for work, so many people should continue to vote.

But what happened in reality didn't match the theory.

The incident of dawn did not have much impact on the voting. The data in the voting window of the website still maintained a slow rising speed, but not fast, at least much slower than expected.

There was overwhelming opposition from the dark web side, after all, those who want to watch bloody dramas will not be satisfied with this.But now no one cares about the opinions of those shadowy creatures.

Shen Ping turned on the office computer, ate a sandwich, and began to check the data recorded by the time-sharing of the government voting website.

He's a very perceptive guy, and when he sees numbers he has a problem—

The total number of voters was 5561120.

Yes: 3559117

No: 2002003

Still 64% of the public chose to exchange the lives of the four criminals for a treatment plan and a chance to survive.

Although 550 million is already a very large number, it is far from the total population of the three provinces of 720 million. In other words, the actual number of voters only accounted for 7% of the total population, and only a small number of people voted within 12 hours. selected.

Maybe middle-aged and elderly people are more willing to go to the polling place, or there may be many people who don't know the news.Shen Ping thought so, but even taking these factors into account, more than 550 million votes were still very few.

He even suspects vote manipulation by the government, which actually seems unlikely.

Shen Ping put down the sandwich and thought about the problems involved. It seemed that many people woke up after sleeping, and their choices changed?

He then patted the desktop, quickly recorded a few key figures, and then rushed to the editor-in-chief's office.

He forgot to knock on the door, and when he pushed the door to go in, he saw the editor-in-chief making an obvious action of pressing the mouse to close the webpage. Of course, although the screen was facing away from him, he couldn't fully confirm it.

"Editor-in-Chief of Twelve Hours!" He took half a step back, bowed apologetically, but couldn't help but said, "The number of voters is far lower than the actual number of the total population of the three provinces, considering that the resident population, that is, the registered permanent residence is not in the three provinces. , but for residents with residence permits, the proportion is even lower.”

"What do you want to explain?" The editor-in-chief knocked on the table, "Say the key points."

"A lot of people didn't vote, why, what are they going to do?"

"Then did you vote?" the editor-in-chief asked him.

Shen Ping was so blocked that he couldn't speak: "I, I'll vote right away!"

"What are you going to choose?"

"This is the editor-in-chief of personal privacy, will you tell me your answer?" Shen Ping asked back.

Of course, the leader has his own art of speaking, so he immediately changed the subject and said to him: "Xiao Shen, it's good that you have questions. Since you have questions, as a reporter, you should interview ordinary people and understand them. What is the answer."

Shen Ping was enlightened immediately.

But online screenshots are not accurate, and a picture can be copied and pasted many times.

So Shen Ping rushed downstairs immediately, and there was also a polling place in the business district near the newspaper office.

He didn't call the cameraman, and went down with his mobile phone. When he ran to the place, there were indeed many people queuing up.

To Shen Ping's surprise, the people queuing up were not middle-aged and elderly people, but many young white-collar workers.

Although the polling staff were also advising those in line to choose to vote online, some remained silent and refused to leave.

Shen Ping took out his ID card to exchange for a ticket, and then stood at the end of the line.

He pushed a young man with a bank badge on his chest in front of him, and asked, "May I ask, what are you going to choose?"

The young man looked back at him, a little wary and bewildered.

Shen Ping showed his press card and said sincerely: "I'm a reporter. You see, I don't have a camera recorder or anything. I just want to interview you. If it's convenient, can you tell me your thoughts? "

For the first time, the young man actually asked him: "Then tell me what you think first, what are you going to choose?"

Such a simple question made Shen Ping feel very stressed. He felt that his eloquent tongue suddenly couldn't play a role, so he could only take out a cigarette from his pocket. He wanted to hand one to the other party, but the other party waved his hand to signal for himself Will not smoke at all.

Shen Ping held a cigarette in his mouth, and when he wanted to light it, the young man answered him.

"The way you are now is probably my state. I thought about it for half a night yesterday, and I think it should be a very simple choice to give up four people and choose more people, but no matter what, I can't do it. When I When you can’t do it, there is a problem.”

The young man just stated calmly: "I have to ask myself why this happened, why?" He said, "It should be an easy choice, but when I actually need to press the mouse to vote, why is it so difficult? Do I have too much sympathy for criminals? I don’t think so, even if it’s the thief, my dad is a policeman. I’ve heard too much about these things since I was a child. I think these people are just a waste of society. resources, but when it comes to exchanging their lives, I actually feel that I can't do it... Do you think this is strange?"

"It's not surprising." Shen Ping shook his head, "I'm still a reporter, and I can't even do it."

They looked at each other, and the office worker smiled wryly, and said to him, "I broke up with my girlfriend because of this last night. Of course, it was her who brought up the breakup. I don't have the guts."

Shen Ping suddenly raised his head: "Damn, brother, your loss is big enough!"

"My ex was one of the first to make a choice, and from the time the letter came out she called and told to act like a man. I told her I had to think about it, and she said she didn't expect me to be like that, You actually sympathize with the four criminals." The young man swallowed and said in embarrassment.

"But you are here." Shen Ping said, "Do you want to get your girlfriend back?"

"No, I'm here to vote against." The young man said solemnly.

"Why?" Shen Ping was surprised.

"I can't do it."

"Since you can't do it, why don't you abstain?"

"Because it suddenly occurred to me at night that if it turns out that we have to sacrifice four criminals to compromise with the terrorists, I will regret that I didn't make a choice."

"Then you are not afraid of what terrorists are doing, which is much more powerful than bombs?

"Then go ahead, I can only represent myself." He sighed, "At least, I'm not afraid."