Criminal Psychology

Anyone who is called mentally retarded will be angry.

But fortunately, Rong Rong likes to surf the Internet very much, and he is also very young, so he probably knows that the phrase "Are you mentally retarded?" is more like a mutual greeting between two-dimensional mentally retarded.

So he got even angrier, what a joke, he is now representing the law enforcement department, he doesn't even need to give any reason, just wave the arrest warrant in front of the suspect, and he can directly drag the person away, not to mention that it is a gun, He dared to make jokes with a gun on his head... Rong Rong glanced at the boy in the corner again. The boy was wearing a peaked cap behind his back, and the logo of an underground rock band was printed on his black T-shirt. The eyes are bright, the cheeks are moving, as if chewing gum, and the air is sweet with lemon mint.

Maybe it was the bright eyes of the young man, Rong Rong suddenly felt that this situation was not right. In the arrest operations he carried out in the past, he had gained experience that the calmness of prisoners is often directly proportional to their viciousness, that is to say, Only really vicious criminals will calmly invite you to sit down and drink a cup of tea when facing a group of pursuers with live ammunition.

Then, Rongrong really heard someone ask him: "Do you need some water?"

He followed the reputation and saw that it was a young man in a white shirt. The young man had very dark hair and spoke very calmly. Maybe he happened to be standing by the drinking fountain. Before he could answer, the man was very smooth. Poured him a glass of water.

Rong Rong felt that his back was a little stiff, he moved his eyes and looked at the last guest in Room 2801.

A black gun was directly on the forehead of the last guest, so he had to take two steps forward to see the man's face clearly.

That's a policeman, yes, it has long been stated in the intelligence that among the guests of No. 2801, there is a policeman, and ordinary policemen can't live in a top-level hotel like Keen May, so this must be a dirty policeman, Rong Rong calmed down, and suddenly felt confident, so he looked into the policeman's eyes.

He couldn't tell what color it was, like sea blue or lake green, the expression in his eyes was very calm, like an absolutely still sea without any wind or waves.

He heard the man say, "Put down the gun."

Not "wait a minute" or "wait a minute," he said, put the gun down.

This is an order rather than a request. Although the voice is warm, it is still an order. No matter how vicious the gangster is, he dare not say such arrogant words to the police.

Rong Rong didn't intend to waste any more time, he raised his palm to his ear, and issued an order to arrest directly to his subordinates.

But the deep but gentle voice sounded again, but it was not talking to him, but asking the boy in the corner.

"Dynasty, have you called?"

"What phone call?" The young man was obviously taken aback, and then quickly responded, "No!"

"Then why did people from ICPO come?"

"Isn't it because we hid drugs?"

"Oh."

The conversation ended here, it was very simple and casual, Rong Rong felt a chill, from the last part of his tailbone, up his back.

Not only him, but every special police officer in the room subconsciously looked at each other's clothing and epaulets. However, all the configurations on their bodies were the same as those of the local special service team in Yongchuan, without any flaws. Of course, this was to hide their true identities. However, the person leaning on the back of the chair easily revealed their identities.

Rong Rong held down the gun, he was very nervous.

As the man said, he was from ICPO and belonged to the Yongchuan branch of Interpol. Because of the sudden incident, he was carrying out the task of arresting a suspect in a drug possession case, but the suspect refused to go with him.

It sounds like a joke, but it's a fucking fact.

The policeman leaning on the back of the chair seemed to have seen through his mind, and explained very intimately: "Actually, it's a matter of tactical movements. They are trained in different places, so there will be differences."

Who cares about this!

Rong Rong calmed down and decided not to bother with these details anymore. He glanced at the name on the arrest warrant and said, "Captain Xing, please come with me."

"Sorry, I think I have the right not to cooperate."

Rong Rong sneered: "Captain Xing, since you can guess our identities, you should be very clear about the seriousness of the case you committed. I hope you will stop resisting."

"Oh... that's not the reason." Xing Conglian said very politely: "Article 5 of Chapter [-] of the ICPO Management Regulations clearly stipulates that Interpol must obtain the consent or approval of the local police when performing official duties in the secret service departments of various countries. In case of emergencies such as red notices, you need to notify the local police in writing and get permission after the event... But I think my case does not meet these two items, right?"

This time the words were a bit long, and it took a while for Rong Rong to fully understand the meaning.

Meaning, you don't have the right to arrest me because you've broken the rules.

Rong Rong looked at the policeman named Xing Conglian again.

Xing Conglian's hair was shaved very short, and he had stubble of the same length on his chin. He looked very unruly and unrestrained. When he said those words, it seemed that what was on his forehead was not an assault rifle, but a tree branch under the spring breeze , and everything that happened here seemed to be a very indifferent episode.

Rong Rong frowned. Judging from years of experience, this kind of temperament can only appear on those real giants. He pursed his lips. In the current situation, he really can't advance or retreat.

At this moment, the boy in the corner suddenly became energetic.

"It's really ICPO people, you have nothing to do to catch drug criminals?" Chao Chao jumped up from the ground, and also ignored the guns on his back, pointed to Rongrong's face, and said arrogantly: "Let you Come over to see me, remember, find someone above the team leader level!" Then he raised his head proudly, and added, "Damn mentally retarded!"

Xing Conglian was noncommittal to this sentence, he just stretched out his hand, patted Jiang Chao on the shoulder, and said, "Captain Jiang, please send the family members of the students back to rest first."

Even though he said this, his eyes were fixed on the butler surnamed Chen who was in the first place.

Jiang Chao jumped, and he didn't understand the situation from the beginning to the end.

But what is strange is that perhaps because Xing Conglian's tone and posture were different from usual, he actually subconsciously stood up and greeted the students' parents to leave.

The number of people in the room was reduced by half in an instant.

Looking at the door panel that was still shaking slightly, Rong Rong couldn't understand who was calling the shots now!

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Room 28, 01th Floor, InterContinental Hotel Koen May.

The search in the room has come to an end, Cao Qian stands by the window, overlooking the vast lake view outside the window.

The suite was a mess, all the drawers had been opened, the clothes and bedding had been searched carefully, two shirts were scattered on the floor, and the expensive crystal lamp was obviously not touched, but it always seemed to be shaking slightly.

As the team leader, he knew very well that this arrest and search was too sudden, even reckless, but the information was too convincing. He had been chasing the case for three years, so of course he couldn't let go of such obvious clues. Moreover, he Even very sure that you will find what you are looking for.

Sure enough, there was a rush of footsteps behind him. Cao Qian turned his head and saw his subordinate handing over a sealed evidence bag. He glanced at the contents in the bag, his eyes darkened, and then announced that he would withdraw from the team.

Zheng Dongdong stood outside the door of room 2801, he was very proud, because he only took a small risk to achieve a dream, which is really worth it.

The door was opened again, and special police officers with live ammunition came out in a file. Those people had stern faces, and the guns were so cold that they were unkind, so Zheng Dongdong was even happier.

He took a step forward and introduced himself: "Hello, officer, I'm the general manager of May Hotel in Keen, my name is Zheng..."

"Oh, Manager Zheng, it's nothing serious. This is a search warrant for a serious case issued by Interpol. Please check it out." Cao Qian interrupted the puffy man in front of him, took out a piece of paper, and handed it over.

When he heard the six characters of Interpol, Zheng Dongdong's face changed, and he suddenly became flustered. He took the search warrant, read it several times, and then became a little stuttering: "This...how could..."

"Any questions?"

"No...no, no, I...we will definitely cooperate with the investigation." Zheng Dongdong bowed, feeling cold sweat breaking out from his neck. In his conception, any organization with the word "international" would be too scary Dead people, but the matter obviously shouldn't be such a big deal, at least it shouldn't be big enough to be international. All of this seems to have deviated from the established arrangement.

However, things often only go in the worst direction.

As he was thinking this way, when he was about to straighten up, an old and indifferent voice came from the end of the corridor behind him.

"Who asked you to cooperate with the investigation?"

Zheng Dongdong's back stiffened, and he couldn't even turn around.

What an arrogant word, Cao Qian snorted coldly and followed the prestige.

He saw an old man coming from the darkness at the end. The old man was plainly dressed, black cloth shoes, gray linen, with the buttons on the front tightly buttoned. The old man would not have such a walking posture and such sharp eyes, Cao Qian quickly loaded the bullet.

"Isn't it an obligation for citizens to cooperate with the police investigation?" Cao Qian asked politely, holding a gun.

But the old man seemed indifferent to the black muzzle of the gun, and even more indifferent to his humble and polite question: "This is a hotel, the food and clothing of the guests and the hotel staff. Children should protect their parents. This is their duty."

"Then parents violated the law and discipline, and children can't kill relatives righteously?" Cao Qian didn't know who the old man was, but he couldn't help asking.

Hearing this question, the old man just glanced at him from head to toe, and said, "Young man, you are all bored, does it have anything to do with you if I fire a subordinate?"

Cao Qian was speechless for a moment,

Hearing this, Zheng Dongdong's head was getting lower and lower, and he could hardly stand upright.

As if to put the last straw on the dying camel, a waitress in high heels ran from a distance. When she saw Zheng Dongdong, she didn't even care about the weird atmosphere around her, and said eagerly: " Manager, the guest in room 2801 just called the front desk of the hotel, saying that our hotel has violated their legal rights, please go to Yongchuan University and explain this clearly, otherwise we will be sued for bankruptcy."

As soon as this remark came out, not only Zheng Dongdong or Cao Qian, but even the old man who was about to fire his subordinates felt very strange.

Bankruptcy, what are you kidding?

Cao Qian frowned and glanced at his watch. At this point in time, Group B should have controlled the suspect, so why is the suspect still able to make and make calls freely?As he thought about it, the communication tone from the wireless headset explained it to him.

"Boss, today we encountered a tough problem. The hard guy said that we violated the regulations when performing official duties, so we won't go with us. Please also come to Yongchuan University, otherwise we will be sued to the headquarters. Why are they doing this? Arrogant?"

"Received." The wireless headset was still chattering, and Cao Qian resolutely terminated the call.

He glanced at the poor Mr. Manager, and then at the old man, obviously pondering the situation before him. After a while, he turned around and ordered: "Ah Rong, send the evidence for inspection, and the rest will follow me to Yongchuan University."

Hearing these words, a smile seemed to appear on the old man's face: "Then let's go together, Mr. Zheng, and Police Officer Cao."

The author has something to say:

Next, Interpol does not have transnational law enforcement powers. The only agency in the United Nations that has the right to take military action to maintain international peace and security is the United Nations Security Council!

This is indeed inconsistent with the reality, but the ICPO is pulled out for the consideration of some possible content in the future. The police in our country cannot be blamed. The image of the police must be positive, but someone must be blamed... ...)

In fact, if it wasn't for the river crab, I wouldn't be writing about the Northern and Southern Aristocratic Family... In short, the blame for the strange brain hole belongs to the river crab!

In short, this is overhead!

I feel chattering again...