Criminal Psychology

Lin Chen suspected that he had problems with his hearing and memory systems.

If he remembers correctly, last night, Wang Chaoming had been sitting in front of the computer as a melancholy teenager, until very late at night, he fell asleep like an insecure child, the only one who had the opportunity to install those small devices, Only Xing Conglian is alone.

But now, Xing Conglian is sitting under the sun, with a flattering smile in his eyes, his eyelashes are too long, and the moment he blinks lightly, the surrounding sunlight is as sweet as honey.

Lin Chen sighed, but found that he didn't have any resentment after being deceived. He felt as if he was used to all kinds of strange reasons.

For example, a house that was suddenly replaced by the government, or a street that was said to have been bought by someone and then suddenly renovated. Therefore, compared with the behavior of some people who always put good people and good deeds on the government, "going out to work is insecure." This kind of hellish explanation seems to be a distraction?

It was sunny in the afternoon, and there were sounds of students chasing and fighting outside the window.

The haze of being betrayed and framed by old classmates also disappeared with the obvious interruption of the two, Lin Chen thought, this is no big deal, you can never make everyone in the world like you.

But Zheng Dongdong was obviously not so relaxed.

The meeting room was very quiet, someone was wearing a mechanical watch, and the ticking sound of the pointer was scary.

The chubby hotel manager seemed to be waiting for Piggy Lingchi, his face was frighteningly pale, he was waiting for the final verdict, but Xing Conglian just stared at him with slightly smiling eyes, without saying anything.

Only the most seasoned hunter can control the rhythm of the hunt perfectly from the beginning. He sometimes gives a little hope, and then ruthlessly snuffs out this hope. Little by little, he drives Zheng Dongdong to the edge of the cliff, torturing him. His fragile nerves, as long as he takes a step forward, Zheng Dongdong will probably not be far from the mental hospital.

Sure enough, the sound of a car engine starting came from outside the window, and the sudden sound made Zheng Dongdong tremble violently.

Xing Cong knocked on the table three times, and then slowly said: "Manager Zheng, can't you really explain?"

In the face of absolutely strong evidence, Zheng Dongdong couldn't say anything at all.

But Xing Conglian, how could he let him go so easily: "I really can't understand why you sprinkled marijuana on my bed. Does the Cohen May Intercontinental Hotel provide this special service now?" He still He was laughing, and suddenly, his lips were slightly raised, and he asked, "You came up with such a great idea?"

Perhaps Xing Conglian's question was too inductive, as if a strange light had been torn out in the vast darkness, Zheng Dongdong suddenly raised his head, looked around, and finally settled on the butler at the end of the long table.

Like crazy, he stood up and knocked away all the objects in front of him, such as chairs, arms, and even hard guns. He suddenly fell to the lap of the elders, and cried out in a kind of crying: "Chen Steward, Chen Butler, please save me! Didn’t you say that there will be no problems, isn’t it just marijuana, but why did people from Interpol come, please, help me!”

At that moment, Lin Chen clearly saw cracks appearing on Steward Chen's always rigid and harsh face, and he seemed to hear the sound of expensive porcelain cracking.

Butler Chen combed back neatly and became messy forever. Although he was still pretending to be calm, the panic and panic in his eyes betrayed him. His lips moved, as if he was trying to hold back his legs The screaming creature kicked away desire.

However, his opponent is Xing Conglian, an experienced hunter who will not give him any chance to come back.

Xing Conglian smiled slightly, as if he finally got the long-awaited answer, but there was not much shock or surprise on his face. He deliberately ignored the two people in the corner who were performing a scene of betrayal, and turned decisively to the other side of the long table , said to the leader of the serious case C team who has been pretending to be air: "Leader Ren, can you confirm now that the so-called drug possession case is purely a case of planting?"

"Of course." Ren Xian looked at Xing Conglian's face and thought to himself, don't ask me to confirm such trivial matters!

Xing Conglian nodded, then turned to Vice Captain Jiang who was stunned from beginning to end, and said, "Then trouble Captain Jiang and detain the suspect to prevent collusion."

He bit the last two words a little bit hard, as if he said it deliberately to someone.

Hearing this, Jiang Chao stood up, and Lin Chen saw that when Jiang Chao stood up, the mobile phone he was carrying seemed to vibrate, Wang Chao smiled at the vice-captain of the second bureau, showing his cute canine teeth.

Jiang Chao lowered his head and looked at the text message he had just received on his mobile phone. He was a little unbelievable, but he was an experienced criminal policeman. He controlled his expression instantly and walked out of the room to call for someone.Thus, the "guards" he brought played a role. The two police officers followed him back to the room, and dragged Zheng Dongdong, who was crying bitterly, out of the room very neatly.

Lin Chen did the math, and Zheng Dongdong was the third batch of people to be cleared from the stage.

Although there was only one person missing, the conference room seemed to be more than half empty. The clouds covered the sunlight, and the room was terribly gloomy. The ticking of the clock made Steward Chen seem to be ten years older in an instant.

"Captain Xing, what a skill." A hoarse voice came from the butler's throat, like the slight and harsh sound of stones rubbing against glass, "Are you going to arrest me too?" He still pretended Haughty, but his trembling lips and fingers betrayed him.

"Of course not." Xing Conglian leaned back in his chair, and said in a very casual tone, "Since the suspect pointed out that you ordered him to frame us with drugs, then you still have a chance to report yourself, just like It's the same chance you gave me just now."

His slightly smiling tone revealed a deep-seated irony.

Chen Ping swallowed, not ready to accept such kindness: "I have nothing to say, since you were framed, why can't I be framed?"

Seeing Chen Ping slightly lift his chin, and listening to his sophistry words, Lin Chen suddenly felt very disappointed. Even Zheng Dongdong knew that he was afraid or fearful. In an instant, he must regret it wholeheartedly. He hoped that time could turn back and that nothing had happened. This is the emotional reaction a person should have after doing something wrong.

But what about Chen Ping, the serious and rigid housekeeper, the person who appeared at his door every time for three years and drove him into a dark life, after being exposed for his dirty tricks, he still doesn't know what regret is stuff.Looking into the eyes of the butler, he knew that he was not pretending, but that he believed that he was not wrong from the beginning to the end.

In fact, for a long time, he has never resented this middle-aged man who has been carrying out the will of the Patriarch of the Chen family, because loyalty is not a dark virtue, but now, he suddenly discovered that those nights when he was expelled or dismissed Days have become meaningless.

"Chen Ping, I think you haven't figured out the current situation." Finally, he felt that he should say something.

Hearing the person whom he has been oppressing all this time address him by name, Mr. Steward's face flushed with offense and humiliation.

"Lin Chen, you don't understand at all."

"It's you who don't understand!" Lin Chen couldn't help but slapped the table and stood up. He couldn't communicate with the person at the end of the long table at a normal speed, "Marijuana? Do you think it doesn't matter? Do you think As long as Zheng Dongdong bites us to death, can Xing Cong lose his reputation and leave us with nothing? Interpol, I don’t care if you contacted Interpol intentionally or unintentionally, this matter is far more complicated than you can imagine, Do you think that after Chen Zhengxue knows about this, he will thank you for loyally killing me for him?"

Lin Chen didn't know why he was so angry, but he really hadn't been so angry for a long time, maybe his voice was too loud, or maybe he was too immersed in this emotion, so he didn't pay attention It turned out that the door of the conference room was opened at some unknown time.

The cold voice entered his mind one step earlier than the picture.

"Yeah, I'm very happy."

Xing Conglian also heard that voice, and he looked towards the door faster than Lin Chen.

There, stood a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man wore a long black windbreaker, the belt was tightly buckled, his back was straight, his hair was combed back like Chen Ping's, his eyes were dark and dark, and there was death-like silence in his black eyes.

Almost without thinking, Xing Conglian guessed the identity of the person coming.

He then looked at Lin Chen, Lin Chen was stunned for a few seconds, then he came to his senses, his eyes slowly moved to the direction of the door, and said, "Hello, Director Chen."

Now the situation becomes more interesting.

Perhaps the boss of the Chen family came here after hearing the news that his most important subordinate was detained, or maybe he was just waiting nearby for Lin Chen to be handcuffed and forced into a police car. In short, it is very strange that Chen The current head of the family also appeared in this meeting room where many dramatic scenes had already taken place.

What an interesting coincidence, Xing Conglian thought so, seeing the head of the Chen family walk into the room step by step, approaching Lin Chen with a compelling aura, and then said: "Long time no see, murderer."

His words carried the peculiar unruliness of a paranoid man, and his address also carried extremely repressed hatred.

Hearing that address, Xing Conglian looked at Lin Chen subconsciously. He saw Lin Chen take a step back, leaning against the long table, and then stood firmly, as if he didn't care about it: "Are you an idiot? If I do this kind of thing, if I am a little careless, all the business of your Chen family will be ruined."

Different from the anger rarely seen when questioning Chen like that, Lin Chen has completely calmed down at this moment. He said calmly, with the seriousness in his tone as always, even if he was swearing, it was terrifyingly serious.

"Even if my Chen family sells drugs, does it have anything to do with you, Lin Chen?" The boss of the Chen family asked in a very slow tone.

At this moment, he and Lin Chen were already very close, staring at Lin Chen viciously and affectionately with the eyes of a wild beast about to bite its prey.

Xing Conglian felt that he should stand up, but in an instant, he saw Lin Chen's gaze cast on him. The gaze was bright and cold, like the kind of steel that had been tempered to the extreme. I understood the meaning in Lin Chen's gaze, which meant, it doesn't matter, I'll just come.

The sun was shining outside the window, and Xing Conglian wanted to laugh. He suddenly realized that the feeling of fighting side by side was better than one side protecting the other.

"So, are your Chen family dealing drugs?" Lin Chen asked back.

His question made the vicious and extreme Patriarch suddenly unable to answer.

Like a regular customer who didn't follow the rules, Lin Chen asked again: "Not only did you instigate your subordinates to frame us, but you also led the Chen family to sell drugs, is that so?"

Lin Chen is really good at leaving people speechless.

All the aura accumulated by the big brother of the Chen family seemed to be partly removed, he could only grit his teeth, and said word by word: "What do you want me to do, you have a protective umbrella now, it is difficult for me to move you , do you want me to cut your throat with a knife?"

"You have to pay for your life if you kill someone," Lin Chen said.

This is a declarative sentence, but it is more like a confession, killing for life, I am still alive, so I am not a murderer.

"Why do you still have the face to appear in Yongchuan? Why do you still appear under my nose again!" The head of the Chen family was finally enraged by these words. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Chen's collar, pulling him in front of him .

"Because I'm investigating cases at Yongchuan University."

It was another calm statement, with even a hint of irony in the tone.

In terms of how to make people angry, Lin Chen is also an expert among experts.

The head of the Chen family slammed him away, pointed at the door, and said with a sneer, "My school doesn't need you at all, go back to your own place, now, get out of here immediately!"

After he finished speaking, the conference room fell into silence again.

However, the reason for falling into silence was not because of the crazy and willful words of the head of the Chen family.

And because he had been sitting in the corner, the old man who had only said one sentence from the beginning to the end, spoke the second sentence.

He said, "Huh?"

Until now, the head of the Chen family, who had been suppressed by anger, finally saw the old man sitting in the most inconspicuous corner.

The eyes of the old man were half-opened, as if he had just woken up from a nap in the afternoon. Before Chen Zhengxue could react, he stood up from his chair, and his tone was extremely calm: "Zhengxue, businessmen like us, business No matter how big it is, we must abide by the law, and the police are investigating the case, so we must obey the arrangements."

The head of the Chen family has not been called by his name for a long, long time. Even though the old man's voice is warm, the meaning revealed in the words is terrifyingly deep.

"It turned out to be Steward Xing." Chen Zhengxue withdrew his hand and quickly calmed down. He asked, "What do you mean by that? Are you expressing your opinion on behalf of the Xing family?"

Based on Chen Zhengxue's understanding of the Xing family, although this family has a deep foundation, they are the most orderly and neutral businessmen. They will never show an obvious attitude on any disputes. If you are in charge of a foreign village, you can sit down and shut up.

As he expected, the old man shook his head, got up and walked towards the door, as if he wanted to leave this place of right and wrong.

But when the old man walked to the door, he saw the old man turned his head, looked at him, and said in a casual tone: "Actually, it's not a statement. The old man just heard from you that Yongchuan University belongs to your family. It was just an accident..." The old man paused for a moment, looking far away at the vast campus outside the window, as if he was recalling something: "After all, this is a university. Although we hold shares in the school, this place does not belong to any family. It belongs to all the past, present and future teachers and students of Yongchuan, this is something our family agreed upon when we divided up the shares in the early years."

Just as Chen Zhengxue was about to speak, the old man changed his subject, and the arrogance in his words was beyond words: "If you have to say who owns Yongchuan University, you can only say that this university was built with money from my ancestors a hundred years ago. Yes, my master injected capital ten times, but in the end, the main shares of Yongchuan University can only belong to my young master."

While the old man was speaking, he bowed slightly as if he was outside the window, as if he was saluting to the void. After he finished speaking, he took his subordinates and left the room.

The face of the head of the Chen family was as ugly as a bald gray wall.

In the corner, because of the old man's words, Xing Conglian wanted to smoke a cigarette quietly for no reason, but this kind of thought was only fleeting. In the current situation, he did not have time to miss and think. The educated head of the Chen family said helplessly: "I can think that you admitted in the conversation just now, and you have admitted that you ordered your subordinates to frame us?"

"Oh, what do you think you can do to me?"

"Oh...it's nothing." Xing Conglian rubbed his nose. Just at this time, Vice Captain Jiang was pushing the door in. Xing Conglian's eyes lit up, and he smiled and said to him, "Captain Jiang, I have to trouble you again." , There are two behind-the-scenes masters here, who want to go to the police station for tea."

Jiang Chao had an expression of what the hell did I miss, and he waved his hand depressedly. The police officers from the Second Bureau outside the door entered the room again, and took the two people with the surname Chen who seemed to be reluctant to leave the room, Please go out.

As the door of the conference room closed again, there was no longer any relaxed and leisurely smile on Xing Conglian's face.

As if in a hurry, he looked at the serious case team leader who had been watching the show, and quickly said: "Okay, people are gone, let's talk, what's going on."