Criminal Psychology

A place like a university, even in the past hundred years, will not change much.

In fact, Lin Chen didn't have a deep university plot, but he felt regretful not to go in when he passed by the school gate.

In the early morning, the mist has not cleared, and the campus is very quiet, only the sound of birdsong.

Lin Chen led Xing Conglian to walk on the ancient brick road, along a small path, to the depths of the campus.

At the end of the path, you can vaguely see an old-fashioned Republic of China building. The roadside is full of trees, covering most of the scenery in the distance. Therefore, walking along the path is quite interesting.

"Your principal must not be a businessman." Xing Conglian said suddenly as he walked in the boulevard with his hands in his pockets.

"Huh?" The spring breeze was very soft, and Lin Chen was a little confused by the blowing, and for a moment he didn't understand the meaning of Xing Conglian's words.

"It's a pity that this kind of place doesn't charge 20 yuan for a ticket."

Lin Chen found it funny: "It's not that exaggerated."

"It's good to be able to teach you."

Lin Chen looked up at him.

Xing Conglian's eyes were drooping, his eyelashes fluttered slightly by the wind, his gaze was gentle and sincere.

Lin Chen sighed, Xing Conglian has a very powerful ability, that is, he can speak very nasty words frankly, so that the listeners feel that it should be so, then at this time, besides sighing, There doesn't seem to be any better way.

He stood where he was, and was about to speak, when suddenly a siren sounded in the distance, piercing through the dense forest.

The sound was urgent and seemed to be still moving, so it could be judged that it was a police car moving at high speed.

The two looked at each other.

Lin Chen first said: "It's not my fault, you said you would come first."

Xing Conglian laughed helplessly.

Following the sound of the siren, the two soon came to the lake.

From a distance, one could see that outside the grove by the lake, there was a bright yellow warning belt, and police officers in navy blue uniforms were busy entering and leaving it.

At the end of the woods, under the banyan tree, there seemed to be a forensic doctor in a white robe squatting.

Not far away, the cafeteria started cooking, and the air was filled with the smell of fragrant rice.

Occasionally, students passed by outside the cordon. They looked at the policemen who came in and out frequently, with strange and curious expressions on their faces. The security guards stood at the outermost side of the cordon and drove away the students who wanted to watch.

Lin Chen glanced at Xing Conglian, and the two quickened their pace.

Coincidentally, when he walked to the edge of the woods, Xing Conglian discovered that the person who led the police team was the deputy captain of the Yongchuan Criminal Police Squad, and he was the one who was going to hand over the new information about Yang Dianfeng's case.

The eyes of the two met, and they were surprised by each other.

"Old Xing, why are you here!" The deputy captain, surnamed Jiang, was a very carefree man.

Xing Cong patted Lin Chen on the shoulder and introduced to the other party: "Lin Chen, the new consultant of our bureau graduated from Yongchuan University. It's still early today, so let's go to the school first. Since you are here, I I'll go to the car later and bring you the information about that case." Xing Conglian said politely, but didn't ask what happened in the grove.

"The one who started the 'Candy Bandit' with you?" Deputy Captain Jiang stared in surprise, and stabbed Xing Conglian in a low voice.

Seeing Jiang Chao's mysterious reaction, Xing Conglian glanced at Lin Chen and said with a smile, "Yeah, what's the matter?"

"Awesome, benefactor!" Jiang Chao took Lin Chen's hand and shook it twice, "Come in, come in."

Lin Chen had seen too many cautious policemen, but he was not used to meeting someone as enthusiastic as Jiang Chao suddenly: "It's not convenient for us to go in at the scene of the crime, is it?"

"There are so many rules!" Jiang Chao waved his hand, raised the cordon, and pulled Lin Chen inside.

Xing Cong patted him on the shoulder repeatedly, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Fang Zhiming's former comrade-in-arms."

Lin Chen nodded, as if he understood something.

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On the side of the forest, near the lake, is a lush banyan tree with a green and lush canopy, and it sways gently when the lake wind blows.

Lin Chen stood under the tree, a little surprised.

This banyan tree is one of the most beautiful scenery in the eyes of all Yongchuan students.

He remembered that when he was in college, many classmates liked to read books or fall in love under this tree, because it was neither too cold nor too hot here, and he could read a few pages of books with the wind blowing, or Hold your lover's hand and whisper a few words.And because the trunk of this banyan tree is thick and the shade is dense, everything under the tree will appear quiet and serene, even including the person lying in the pit under the trunk.

It was a young man, his skin was a little dark, his clothes were buried in the soil for too long, and his clothes were so dirty that they couldn't see their original color. His legs were stretched out, and his hands were folded on his chest. He had a very ordinary appearance and thick eyebrows. , the lips are also a little thick, almost the kind of face that no one will pay attention to when walking towards him, but everyone present, when they saw him for the first time, couldn't help but keep their eyes on his face for a long time .

Lin Chen quietly stared at the person lying in the mud.

The expression on that face is so comfortable and comfortable, as if the place where he is lying is not a cold pit, but the warmest bed in the house, and at this moment, he seems to be just resting on the down pillow, doing a good job Waking up to good dreams.

"The name of the deceased is Li Sa, and he is a worker in the logistics department of your school." Jiang Chao said in Lin Chen's ear.

As he spoke, he walked to the edge of the pit, where the forensic doctor was squatting on the ground, doing a preliminary autopsy.

"How?" Jiang Chao asked.

"It's very strange, very strange." The forensic doctor frowned, and withdrew his hand from the neck of the deceased. "No trauma has been found for the time being, and it doesn't look like poisoning."

"Oh!" Jiang Chao's eyes lit up, "It's not a murder!"

The forensic doctor gave him a sideways look: "What are you thinking?"

"There is no trauma, and it's not a homicide. It's probably just an ordinary corpse throwing case." Jiang Chao said while looking up at the sky, as if making a wish.

"Hehe, may I ask Captain Jiang, if he can still breathe when he is buried, does that count as dumping the body?" the forensic doctor said coldly.

Hearing this, Jiang Chao's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he heard: "What is the cause of death?"

"The initial judgment is mechanical asphyxia."

The so-called mechanical asphyxia refers to a kind of physiological dysfunction that hinders the human body from breathing due to the action of external force, resulting in the death of the human body due to lack of oxygen.

In layman's terms, it was smothered to death.

Jiang Chao looked depressed, but the forensic doctor did not let him go: "The deceased's neck was not traumatized, which means that he was not strangled or strangled. I checked his mouth and nose, and there were no obvious superficial abrasions or subcutaneous injuries. Intradermal hemorrhage, that is to say, he was not smothered to death, so..."

"It was buried alive." Lin Chen said lightly.

Jiang Chao gasped.

The forensic doctor suddenly turned around: "Who are you!"

Xing Cong took two steps and stood beside Lin Chen: "We are from Hongjing Brigade."

"Oh, let's go together." The forensic doctor squatted on the ground, looked at Lin Chen with interest, and asked, "What do you think?"

"Can I ask the time of death?" Lin Chen's eyes fell on the hands on the chest of the deceased.

"Around 12:3 am on the 00th." The forensic doctor replied.

"Since it was buried alive, there are two possibilities." Lin Chen paused, then continued, "First, he was buried in the soil after being unconscious; In this tomb."

"Then what do you think is the most likely possibility?"

"If it's the first type, then he should be able to detect the ingredients of a large dose of sleeping pills in his body. If it's the second type..."

"What about the second one?"

"It's impossible for one person to do it perfectly. Dig a hole, lie in it, and then bury yourself. So, is there a shovel-like tool at the scene?" Lin Chen's tone became cold.

"No...no." Jiang Chao subconsciously answered his question.

Lin Chen lowered his head slightly, pondered for a moment, and asked the forensic doctor, "Can I see his hand?"

So far, the look in the forensic doctor's eyes has changed from sexual interest to appreciation.

He stood up, took out a pair of rubber gloves from his pocket, handed it to Lin Chen, then took two steps back to make room.

Lin Chen squatted down, put his hand into the pit, and gently held the wrist of the deceased.

Compared with that comfortable and peaceful face, the dead man's hands looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.

His nails were chipped, his hands were covered with wounds, and the brown blood mixed with the mud had solidified on his hands.

"How?" The forensic doctor stood beside Lin Chen and asked.

"I have an idea." Lin Chen put down the dead man's hands and took off his gloves, his eyes still fixed on that side of the pit.

"Don't give in."

"This grave was dug by himself."

He spoke very slowly, almost word for word, and said something that made everyone present tremble.

There was silence.

The forensic doctor took a deep breath and said, "Young man, you really dare to think."

"Can you dig some more?" Lin Chen interrupted him, turned his head, raised his hand, and made an approximate height comparison.

"Is the pit not big enough?" asked the forensic doctor.

"I mean, move out the dead and dig some more down."

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Spade after spade of soil was quickly shoveled out.

Xing Conglian and Lin Chen stood by the lake, looking at the tree from afar.

"Am I too presumptuous just now?" Lin Chen thought for a while before asking.

After all, Xing Conglian had reminded him before that in the Chen family's territory, he still had to be careful.

Hearing what he said, Xing Conglian couldn't help laughing: "No, Lao Jiang is not someone who cares about these things, but you, why are you so nervous?"

"The situation may not be good." Lin Chen said.

Under the banyan tree, when the excavated soil had piled up to knee height, the police officer in charge of the digging suddenly stopped.

Holding the shovel in one hand, he turned his head stiffly. Seeing this situation, Jiang Chao hurried over. There was a broken banyan tree root running through the deep hole. Other than that, there seemed to be no abnormality.

"There's something down there." The police officer dropped his shovel, leaned over to the edge of the pit, and poked away the thin layer of soil with his hands, revealing a piece of bright red cloth.

The original shout broke the communication between Xing Conglian and Lin Chen. A policeman with hands full of dirt rushed up to the two of them, his teeth shaking.

"Under...underneath, there is another person!"