Criminal Psychology

"Old Xing, is this a trick that you set up early in the morning?"

Jiang Chao asked in a very uncertain tone, as if he couldn't imagine how someone could have such a deep routine.

Xing Conglian seemed to have guessed that the problem was within the serious crime team. What he did was to rule out the possibility of Zheng Dongdong and Chen's family tipping off the news, and gave the ICPO police time to deliver the news. There really are shadowy creatures like ghosts, and they probably can't wait to tell their masters that their game is almost over.

But the problem is, it is completely unreasonable for anyone to plan how to defeat the opponent at the last moment from the very beginning of the game.

Ren Xian was still in a daze, Wang Chao pulled out a USB flash drive from his laptop, and threw it at him: "This is the surveillance video just now, it monitored the emotional reactions of your subordinates throughout, find some micro-expression analyst or something Let's take a look." The young man grinned and blinked, showing his white canine teeth, "You're welcome, this is what I should do."

Looking at the small USB flash drive, not only Team Leader Ren, but Vice Captain Jiang, who was watching, felt goosebumps all over his body. He looked at Captain Xing, who was nestling at the table thinking about smoking another cigarette, and said a word. One sentence said: "Why didn't my mother realize that you are so scheming?"

"It's all routines, routines." Captain Xing laughed.

Perhaps Xing Conglian's smile was too hateful, Ren Xian finally woke up.

He stood up solemnly, bowed to the other party, and said, "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome." Xing Conglian nodded, and the evil look on his face that was not pleasing to anyone just now had long since disappeared.

Ren Xian was sized up and down by him, and he always felt like a prey being targeted by a hunter. When his back was hairy, he heard the other party say: "There is a small matter, and I have to trouble Team Leader Ren."

It's just helping, and it shouldn't be too much trouble: "Please tell me." He replied.

"Regardless of whether there is an inner ghost or not, I still want to ask the team leader to pretend to investigate Fang Zhiming's murder case with all his strength during this period of time, so as to buy us some time."

Xing Cong used words very politely.

Hearing this, Ren Xian nodded, feeling relieved.They probably just want to use their tricks, let the black hands behind the scenes know that they have already been tricked, and confuse each other. Of course, this is just a matter of effort for him: "No problem, please rest assured."

He said, saluted, turned and walked towards the door, ready to go downstairs to deal with those dirty matters.

Just as he was pressing his hand on the door panel, he suddenly remembered something, and turned around and asked, "May I ask a question, are you?"

"Captain of the Criminal Police Brigade of Hongjing City, Xing Conglian."

Although he knew that this was probably the other party's name and position, at that moment, Ren Xian always felt like he was being prevaricated.

He frowned, and in a daze, he saw his very young instructor.

The 18-year-old boy hid behind the laptop screen and secretly wiped his neck at him.

Ren Xian was terrified, and was about to leave without hesitation and vowed not to ask a single word, but suddenly, he heard the captain of the Hongjing City criminal police speak again.

"Team leader, it's really hard work for you, and you have to deal with the internal affairs of the serious crime team, and you have to help us."

Ren Xian turned around, feeling like he missed something?

"With your full assistance, I believe we should be able to solve the case soon."

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"Welcome to the Yongchuan University Mass Suicide Task Force." Under the sun, Xing Conglian smiled sincerely.

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Ren Xian's figure was in a trance and disappeared behind the door.

Jiang Chao was a little dissatisfied: "Old Xing, what do you mean? We have plenty of people who want to be transferred. Who are we going to the Interpol to find? Those old men have their eyes on the top and never look down on us..."

Xing Conglian smiled and said, "Be prepared."

"what the hell?"

Xing Conglian glanced at the dynasty.

The boy turned the laptop over and faced Captain Jiang.

A tragic triple jump video started to play without warning.

Jiang Chao stared at the opposite side blankly, his eyes were a little dazed, but soon, his pupils dilated, his face became stiff, and the surrounding air seemed to become a frozen entity.

In fact, the playing time of the video was very short, but it seemed to be stretched infinitely. It took Jiang Chao nearly half a minute to adapt himself to the chill all over his body.

This time, Chang Jiang Chao smiled bitterly: "Can't you let brother slow down first?"

"There's no time." Xing Conglian sighed.

"Someone used the website to broadcast student suicide live?"

"Not only live-streamed suicide, but also live-streamed sex scenes, and they are not broadcasting on-demand, but also using these content to make money."

Jiang Chao took out a cigarette, and when he heard this, he found that his hands were shaking: "Can't you close this website?"

"Ah, theoretically, the site has been shut down because it's all one-off," interjected Dynasty.

The voice of the young man Sunshine made Jiang Chao come to his senses, as if he had caught some life-saving straw, he hurriedly asked Wang Chao: "You, you have been with Lao Xing for so long, you have good skills, you can find the IP address of the live broadcaster , we will arrest them!"

Like rose petals beaten by frost, the young man lowered his head gloomily, and explained unhappily: "This is the dark web. The live broadcasters of the website use the onion server, and you are looking for the world's top hackers, red hackers, and white hackers." I can't find him here, ah, unless there is an AI, but then it will have to wait more than ten years?"

"Then can you find out who hacked the school surveillance?"

Hearing this, Wang Chao couldn't help lying on the table, and said weakly: "Please read what I just said silently, thank you."

"Then it's okay to regain control of the monitoring?"

Wang Chao sighed, poked his boss with his thumb, and said to Jiang Chao: "Of course it's a trivial matter, and it can be made into an iron wall, but he won't let me do it."

"Why, old Xing?"

"After all, the two live broadcasts of the deaths happened in Yongchuan University. If we close the surveillance system here, can you guarantee that the murderer will not go to other places to commit crimes?"

"No, you mean there may be another suicide incident?" Jiang Chao's scalp became numb.

"It's not possible, it's certain, and it will happen within 48 hours." As if he was afraid that Jiang Chao would not panic enough, Xing Conglian glanced at Lin Chen inadvertently, and then continued: "And, according to the scheme set by the mastermind behind the scenes. , I am afraid that the next live broadcast will be much more serious than the previous two."

"Old Xing, don't scare me. How serious is this? Can't I put Yongchuan University under martial law?"

Roughly receiving the meaning conveyed by Xing Conglian's eyes, Lin Chen pursed his lips and said, "I suggest you, don't do this."

"Why!" The suggestion was rejected twice and three times, and Jiang Chao slapped the table, as if he felt that the two people in front of him were too cold-blooded. He said coldly: "Don't we know that something will happen here, so we don't do anything?"

Xing Conglian and Lin Chen didn't speak.

Seeing the secretive appearance of the two, Jiang Chao seemed to think of something, and suddenly realized: "Actually, you don't want the people behind the scenes to know that you have already checked this website and know that something more serious is about to happen?" He thought everything through instantly. Joint, "What did you just say to let Team Leader Ren pretend to investigate Fang Zhiming's case? If he didn't pretend, would the behind-the-scenes live broadcaster know that his plan was exposed, and then give up the next operation? Why do you have to see some blood to be happy? , if something happens, you and I can't afford it, old Xing!"

Jiang Chao said earnestly, but this kind of persuasion has no effect not only on Xing Conglian, but also on Lin Chen.

"Facing one possibility is better than guessing what will happen in the face of two possibilities." Lin Chen said.

"This is not the time to discuss philosophical issues."

"Yes, if we want, the mastermind behind the scenes may terminate the plan within 48 hours..."

"Then why not do it!"

"Jiang Chao, have you ever thought about what it means for him to take such a big risk and even prepare to sacrifice the ICPO hidden stake just to delay a little time?"

"This means that the next live broadcast must be fucking HIGH, and they can make a lot of money from this!" Jiang Chao felt that the chill on his skin just now had completely transformed into anger, "This means that many people may die people!"

"But there is only one chance like this." Lin Chen tried to calm down the person in front of him with a less scary tone.

"Yeah, Lao Jiang, if we don't catch them this time and let them stop, can you guarantee that they won't want to do something bigger next time?" Xing Cong continued, "And I promise, the reason why they dare Drawing this timeline means that after 48 hours, all the clues we can find will be cleaned up. You know that there are such a group of people around you, you can't catch them, and you don't know when they will Committing a crime, it’s much more uncomfortable than having a stick in the throat.”

"But...but now is not the time to be a hero." Probably because Xing Conglian's words were too convincing, Jiang Chao's tone softened.

"Don't worry, we won't risk the lives of our students."

"Then what shall we do next?"

"First of all, you have to arrange manpower to control Yongchuan University. However, we can't be sure that the next live broadcast will be in this school. After all, there is too much noise now, so it is best for this university town to be watched by someone. with..."

"and then?"

"Then I don't know." Xing Conglian spread his hands and said quite logically, "We don't have any obvious clues now."

It's like knowing that a bomb is going to explode in front of you, but there is an endless swamp between you and it.

Xing Conglian continued: "It takes a lot of time to investigate the social relationship of the deceased. We can't find out who is behind the website. The only method we can use is to find out the audience of this website by means of phishing. By fate."

"Old Xing, are you kidding me!" Jiang Chao was once again so angry that his blood pressure soared.

Seeing that his old friend was about to die of high blood pressure and myocardial infarction, Xing Conglian turned his head, looked at Lin Chen, and said, "So, now we can only rely on Mr. Lin, after all, he is an expert."

"You make me feel like a lifesaver."

"So Mr. Straw, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to find a needle in a haystack."