Criminal Psychology

This world is huge, and there are many stories here. You have to find an answer among thousands of stories, which is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

Lin Chen followed Xing Conglian, thinking that what the other party said was so reasonable and he walked in a hurry, and he was probably in a hurry to find the answer. Unexpectedly, Xing Conglian led him around the parking lot and went straight to the canteen of the management center.

It's past meal time, and the window for dining in the cafeteria has long been closed. In the small supermarket at the door, the cat and the old aunt who looks after the store are dozing off together, without even turning on the lights.

Xing Conglian went into the small supermarket and walked around. When he came out, he had two bowls of instant noodles that had just been filled with hot water, and they tasted like braised beef.

Lin Chen wanted to go over to help, but Xing Conglian tapped his pocket with his elbow.

Then Lin Chen understood, and he put his hand into the pocket of the mixed-race youth's windbreaker, and found an unopened pack of cigarettes without accident.

When people are irritable, their cravings for smoking will indeed increase a lot.So he patiently unwrapped the plastic package, took out one, and stuffed it into Xing Conglian's mouth, and Xing Conglian turned it half a turn to let him take the lighter in another pocket.

Lin Chen took out the lighter, and saw that Xing Conglian lowered his head slightly, and naturally brought the cigarette to his hand.

With a click, the flame lit the cigarette, and in the dim space, the mixed-race youth lowered his eyes.His eyelashes are a bit long, and the eyes covered by the slender eyelashes are green and as clear as water. This is an ordinary movement, and Lin Chen feels his heartbeat suddenly speed up.

He withdrew his hand and naturally put the lighter back in his pocket.

Xing Conglian took a deep breath of cigarette, and suddenly felt satisfied.

From the beginning to the end, Xing Conglian didn't speak, he was smoking seriously, and then walked slowly back to the car.

He put down the two bowls of instant noodles, patted the hood and asked, "Can I go up by myself?"

Xing Conglian drove an off-road vehicle with a very high chassis. Lin Chen was a little speechless, thinking that if I couldn't get on it, could you still hug me up? He thought so, holding the cover with one hand and stepping on the bumper On, sit on the hood.

It wasn't until he sat down that he realized why Xing Conglian chose this place.

The place where the jeep was parked was facing the sky full of reeds, and there were egrets flying across the sky in the distance. The afternoon sun was warm and the breeze was blowing. It was very comfortable and pleasant.He picked up the instant noodles beside him, moved his position, and let Xing Conglian jump up to sit on it.

The instant noodles were still hot, and when the lid of the bowl was lifted, the heat rushed to the face. Xing Conglian kindly handed over the fork, and neither of them spoke, and began to eat their late lunch silently.

After he really ate two bites, Lin Chen realized that he was really too hungry. The spicy soup and soft noodles entered his stomach, and his tension and fatigue were finally relieved.

"I've known you for so long, but I still don't know where you are from?" Xing Cong asked suddenly after taking two bites.

The wind is soft and the reeds are very green. These words are like ordinary chat.

"My home is in Maolin."

After Lin Chen answered this sentence, he suddenly remembered that the other party actually took out his mobile phone to make a call and wait for a few minutes to get all his information. Then Xing Conglian's seemingly casual question now actually wanted to tell him that he His past has not been explored through those investigative methods.

Sure enough, after saying this, Xing Conglian continued to eat noodles very quietly.

It was only then that Lin Chen noticed that although he was only eating a bowl of instant noodles, Xing Conglian's back was straight, his hand holding the food was steady, and the frequency of eating was also very steady, which seemed to be as immobile as a mountain.Lin Chen suddenly remembered that the teacher had joked a long time ago that a person's character can be best seen by eating and having sex, so Lin Chen thought, Xing Conglian is indeed a terrible person.

But Lin Chen's emotion only lasted for a short time, because Xing Conglian finished eating the noodles very quickly, and even drank all the noodle soup.

As soon as he put the noodle bowl down, he lay down on the hood, looking as if he was really going to sleep.

"Did you psychologists say that if you don't understand something, you have to change your mind?" Xing Conglian said while lying on the hood.

Lin Chen glanced at him and nodded: "Because stereotyped thinking sometimes hinders people from generating new ideas, so..."

Before he finished speaking, his elbows were pulled, Xing Conglian propped up his upper body at some point, took the instant noodle bowl from his hand and put it next to the wiper, and then dragged him to lie down together without any explanation.

"Then come and sleep." Xing Conglian said.

In this way, Lin Chen was inexplicably forced to lie on the hood, and even more inexplicably, there was a man lying beside him.

The hood is still cool, and the wind blowing is mixed with the familiar smell of mint tobacco and instant noodles. It is clean and warm, and even reassuring, so reassuring that you don’t have to think about anything.

Lin Chen felt a little drowsy, but a familiar deep voice suddenly came to his ears.

"You're not really going to sleep, are you?"

nonsense……

"I just suddenly thought, since he asked us to find the answer, can I understand that he is actually looking for help from the police after he has nowhere to go?"

Lin Chen opened his eyes slightly: "It seems, you can think so."

"Since he wants to seek help from the police, he has actually expressed clearly what he wants to express when he calls the police. According to your words, he has put all the clues in front of us."

"Yes, that's right."

"The first clue he gave us was the Hongjing Expressway, because there is no doubt that all the incidents happened on this expressway."

"Ah."

"You also analyzed that if he can convince those people, then his reasons must be heavy, and then the things that can make people feel heavy in this world must be related to life and death. Therefore, things that happen on the road are also related to life and death.... "

"Car accident?" Lin Chen woke up instantly, "You mean, he wanted us to find the truth about a certain car accident?"

"If my train of thought is correct, the reason why he is looking for the reporter is for public revenge, and he wants to discredit the instigator or the mastermind behind the car accident."

Lin Chen thought for a while, and felt that the idea was very clear, so he said: "It makes sense, then I will trouble the Dynasty again."

"It's his honor." Xing Conglian took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of a technical nerd again.

……

As soon as the young technician got in the car, the phone of his immediate boss rang. He was very depressed, really depressed.

"Check it out, how many car accidents have happened on the Hongjing Expressway in the past year." The boss's voice came through the mobile phone, because he was holding the mobile phone between his shoulders and ears when he just got in the car to put things away. Hearing this, he felt very tired, "Boss, what did you do? Even if there are three car accidents a day, there will be thousands of car accidents on this expressway within a year."

"Be quiet and listen to me." Xing Conglian paused, his voice clear, "First of all, rule out accidents where there were no casualties."

"Um……"

"Then, filter the list of casualties to see if there are students or teachers from Fengjing School."

"Hey, head, it will take time to adjust the data and check, you have to wait for me to download."

"I know, in the end you have to filter the list of family members of all traffic accident casualties again to see if there are 15-18-year-old teenagers in the family members, and if there are any students from Fengjing School among them."

"Oh, I understand what you mean, but I'm on the highway, the wireless signal is not very good, you have to wait a little longer."

Xing Conglian was keenly aware of something unusual coming from the microphone: "Don't you have a car with Lao Peng?"

"No, Boss Peng seems to be approaching the scene of the hostage-taking. Just now, Manager Yang said that he would be fine anyway, so he borrowed a car to take me there..." Wang Chao casually reported and hung up the phone.

On the jeep in the reeds, Xing Conglian sat cross-legged and moved his mobile phone to his ear. He frowned slightly and did not speak.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen asked.

"It suddenly occurred to me that the kidnappers actually gave us a clue."

"Ok?"

"A car tablet."

In fact, at the earliest time, the boy sent a car tablet to the police in an extremely rough way.However, Dynasty has checked carefully, and apart from the strange driving route recorded by GPS, there is no abnormal information in this car tablet.

"Didn't you once say that this tablet has gone through a complicated and weird route that cannot be completed by manpower?"

Xing Conglian looked at him, rubbed his head suddenly, and jumped out of the car: "Of course, there is no way to accomplish this with one person's strength. It is actually very simple. The navigation calculates the route based on the highway, but But he can jump off the high-speed super-shortcut, and then he just needs to pass this tablet to someone, and from that person to the next person, after a few passes, the route will of course become weird and unpredictable."

"Someone is helping him." Lin Chen sat up, "You're right, young people, especially among classmates and friends, can easily develop passion and loyalty."

……

Xing Conglian drove the car on the highway again, this time he didn't have to hurry, he just drove slowly in the attitude of outing.

The elapsed time will still pass by minute by minute, and it is much closer to the agreed 10 minutes. In the face of the torrent of time, no matter how much effort and thinking, it always seems like a drop in the bucket.

The spring breeze and the fragrance of green grass make people relax physically and mentally. Outside the window are reeds taller than people. The young man may be hiding in one of the grasses. He is playing games with the children, but maybe The next moment, the sniper's bullet will penetrate his head.

Without answers, there is no happy ending.

The road ahead was shining brightly in the sun, as if coated with a thin layer of wax. After driving for a while, Xing Conglian's car seemed to have encountered a traffic accident ahead. The speed of the traffic gradually slowed down. The rear of the car not far away The red lights were all on, and Rao Xing Conglian braked from time to time to avoid collisions, but in the end he could only stop the car.

Surprisingly, the moment Xing Conglian stopped, the traffic ahead suddenly started moving again.

Lin Chen held the handle, and saw a black Buick parked directly in front of them. Just as the black Buick was about to start, the bus on the right lane suddenly stopped and passed halfway past the front of the car in an instant.

The driver of the Buick, who had been waiting a little anxiously, met Gasser, stepped on the gas pedal in a rage, and refused to give in.

Unexpectedly, the bus driver refused to stop, and with a loud bang, the Buick and the bus collided firmly.

Because of the huge gap between the models, the Buick was knocked half of its head flat, and the windshield was completely shattered. The passengers on the bus were suddenly hit by a car accident, and they were all stunned.

Seeing this situation, the driver of the bus immediately opened the door and jumped out of the car. He kicked the front of the Buick: "Fuck, you don't want to kill me, I have a car full of people, you want to die, don't you!"

The fiery bus driver's cursing wasn't enough. Seeing that the Buick driver seemed to be stuck in the cab, he kicked the door hard, as if to ram the door firmly.

At this moment, the angry bus driver suddenly felt a tightness in his neck, and he was instantly overturned. He tried to get up after falling to the ground, but his back hurt and he was firmly pressed to the ground.

Xing Conglian let go of his knees, stretched out his hands to hold down the hands of the driver of the passenger car, and took out the handcuffs to handcuff him. His movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, with indescribable decisiveness and swiftness.

After doing all this, Xing Conglian stood up and went back to the Buick. All the airbags in the cab were deployed, and the driver was stuck and unable to move.

Lin Chen looked away, continued to knock on the car window, and asked the driver about his injuries.

At this moment, a police siren sounded suddenly from the opposite lane, Xing Conglian stared at the flashing police lights coming from a distance, and frowned.