Criminal Psychology

Xing Conglian is always like this. It looks free and democratic, but in fact it is completely hegemonic.

In the process of making judgments and decisions, he will not be influenced by anyone. You just need to do what he says. The inviolability of the law will not change.

For example, if he said that it is not allowed to follow the clues of the drug case, then he must not touch it, or if he said that he should not have in-depth communication with people on the dark network, then he must not talk too much.

Lin Chen was sitting in the car, and the lights outside the window flowed like running water. He suddenly felt that the dynasty probably really owed Xing Conglian a lot of money.

He sighed almost inaudibly.

For some reason, Xing Conglian seemed to have noticed something, he closed the window, and the car suddenly became quiet.

"Do you think we can find those people at last?"

Xing Conglian's voice was low and almost cold.

Lin Chen suddenly felt that Xing Conglian was probably starting to judge the situation again.

If he is sure of the answer, then they will continue to investigate according to the existing route, with the goal of trying to wipe out this group of people; if he answers that he is not sure, then Xing Conglian will probably choose to jump out after their visit to the bookstore. , forcing those people to give up the execution of the planned events.

Option A is perfect, but it is also possible that they will get nothing in the end, which means that they not only failed to catch the murderer but also watched the tragedy happen unstoppable; option B is conservative and aggrieved, and at the same time has endless troubles, but compared to preventing In terms of possible casualties, nothing matters.

If this is a series, then they can drag the progress bar to peek at the end, and then make the right choice, but in real life, once the choice is wrong, it is impossible to rewind it.

Suddenly, Lin Chen felt someone pat him on the shoulder.

He looked into the cab.

There was a strange smile in Xing Conglian's eyes.

"Relax." Xing Conglian said, "Don't think too much, it's not time to make a life-or-death decision."

Lin Chen is a little speechless, the person who thinks too much now is obviously you.

"But, what if the clue to Phoenix Bookstore is broken?"

"If it's broken, it's broken. Just look for it again. If it doesn't work, that's also my responsibility. What does it have to do with you?"

"Captain..."

"Consultant Lin, please tell me?"

"Have you noticed that you are really authoritarian sometimes."

Hearing this, Xing Conglian grinned with no surprise and bared his teeth: "How could that be? I have never been more democratic."

"This time is different from others. I am really not sure." Lin Chen held the seat belt, and then said, "Time is limited and clues are lacking. We are completely trying our luck."

"It wasn't just luck. We managed to find Jin Xiaoan quickly under the guidance of Consultant Lin."

"But this time even if we find 1 Jin Xiaoan, the probability of them letting go is almost zero. They won't tell us what will happen next, and they won't reveal whether what will happen next will be murder or arson. Riots or mass suicides, bank robberies or bus hijackings, anything is possible, this is the most terrifying thing.”

"Uh...Consultant Lin..." Xing Conglian suddenly interrupted him, "Can I ask why they are so dedicated to serving the organization? Is it appropriate to use the word 'organization'?"

"Oh, because they've been brainwashed."

"Of course it's brainwashing, but most of them are highly educated students..." Xing Conglian turned the steering wheel and turned right according to the navigation instructions, and the four characters of Phoenix Book City were clearly visible.

"Crowd, brainwashing, suicide, plus violence, haven't you seen the combination of such keywords?" Lin Chen frowned and asked.

"Because I've seen it before, it's even more strange. Why can the man behind the scenes succeed? Why can he hide it so well that no one has ever reported these people?" Xing Conglian thought for a while, and then said, "Even if It’s an MLM organization, and there are some warriors who would rather die than follow, and finally escape from the den, how do they choose loyal victims, this is metaphysics in itself, right?”

Xing Conglian stopped the car on the side of the road, he pulled on the handbrake, and seeing Lin Chen as if struck by lightning, he sat there in a daze, without saying a word.

He leaned over and unbuckled the psychologist's seat belt.

After a light click, Lin Chen moved.

"What did you say?"

"I said MLM organization."

"Thank you." Lin Chen said, patted him on the shoulder, and then opened the door to get out of the car, "That's why there are three people."

Lin Chen walked quickly, Xing Cong locked the car door, and quickly ran two steps to catch up.

"Why three people?" He asked after Lin Chen.

Lin Chen didn't answer this question. He walked into the hall of the book city, and then stopped at the bookstore on the left hand side of the entrance. He wiped off the whiteboard hanging at the door of the bookstore, picked up the oil-based pen on the pen holder, and wrote without hesitation. Three letters—A, B, C.

The three letters were arranged in a triangle. Xing Conglian stood in front of the whiteboard, looking at the letters written by Lin Chen.

From the very beginning, there was one most conspicuous but also most elusive aspect of the whole case. Why were there three people, and why did they have to die together?

Everyone knows that three must have a meaning, but they have no idea what the meaning of three is.

"Although this is not an MLM organization, all brainwashing programs have a classic mode of operation, we call it the ABC mode, A deceives B into the organization, A cannot do B's ideological work, and A is only responsible for deifying C , and C will indoctrinate B, so in this organization, activities are generally carried out in units of three." Lin Chen spoke slowly, and he said seriously.

Xing Conglian quickly understood what he meant.

"You mean, Xu Hao really tricked Wang Shishi into joining the organization?"

"Of course he didn't mean that."

A gentle voice came from the left rear, Xing Conglian turned his head,

Xing Cong looked at Lian Xun's prestige, and found that there was a publicity platform next to a bookstore behind them. It was the young man sitting behind the publicity platform who was bored and writing, and interrupted their conversation just now.

The young man was wearing a smoky gray suit with a light-colored striped shirt. His hair and eye pupils were light in color, so he looked light and elegant. It was clearly at night, but he was like a flower and tree stretching under the sun, making it impossible to move away. line of sight.

Just when he was in a daze, Lin Chen's normally icy face showed a look of melting ice and snow. Before he could react, Lin Chen dropped his pen, walked around him, and walked to the publicity platform.

Shi Shiran, a young man in a suit, stood up from his seat, then bent down slightly, and stretched out his arms, as if to welcome something. The next moment, Xing Conglian was shocked to find that Lin Chen was hugging him tightly.

For about five seconds, time was completely frozen.

Xing Conglian looked at the two people who were hugging tightly, and saw Lin Chen wrapping his arms around each other's back, and was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

In the end, what broke the frozen time was the extremely malicious smile of the young man in the suit. Xing Conglian saw that man with Lin Chen behind his back, raised his lips to him, and even blinked his eyes, which was full of hints.

He quickly sobered up, then took a step, and walked to the propaganda platform.

When he got closer, he realized that it was not a company's promotional platform at all, but a broken desk with colorful books on it. "Sweet Concubine" is a kind of creepy title...

In the middle of the desk, there was a nameplate with the words "Famous Writer——Su Fengzi" written on it.

So, it's a writer's signing?

But how unpopular a writer is, he would come to set up a stall alone at night, and there were no readers in front of the signing booth, but thinking of those titles, it's normal that no one cares about them!

At that moment, Xing Conglian felt that compared with the young man in front of him, Wang Chao was really a normal child.

Just when he was seriously emotional, the two people who were hugging him tightly also let go.

Lin Chen quickly calmed down.

Xing Conglian coughed softly, and in a tight tone that he hadn't thought of, he extended his hand to the "famous writer" seriously: "Excuse me, are you?"

"Su Fengzi." Seeing the young man's eyes rolling, Xing Conglian turned away from the table, looked at his face again and said with a smile, "Isn't it written on the sign?"

Not only did this person have bad intentions, but he was also rude. He even folded his arms, and had no intention of shaking hands with him at all.

Xing Conglian withdrew his hand that fell in mid-air, and missed Comrade Chao Chao even more.

"So, what did Mr. Su mean just now?" He asked.

"Oh, I mean, it wasn't Xu Haozhen who lured Wang Shishi into the organization. Xu Hao was really the one who was deified. That's why Wang Shishi's "Discrete Mathematics" has Xu Haozhen's name written on it."

Xing Cong turned his mind and quickly looked at Su Fengzi. The name on the book was the undisclosed details of the case. Why would this person know?

Looking at Lin Chen's appearance, it seems that he never thought that he would meet this person here, so Lin Chen didn't leak it, so who is it?

When Xing Conglian frowned and thought deeply, Su Fengzi seemed unconscious, and just said to himself: "Just like Jiang Liu's name is written in Jin Xiaoan's book, this kind of organization will give approved members A little certification, even if you are a member of the supermarket, you will be given a card, and the idol's autograph book, isn't it very creative?"

Hearing this, Xing Conglian became less nervous. He glanced at Lin Chen and asked, "Who are you, and why do you know the unpublished details of the case?"

"It's very simple. I told Professor Fu to let him keep me informed of the progress of the case. If he doesn't do it, I will paste his nude photos in all the windows of the school."

Xing Conglian felt that this matter was beyond his common sense: "Why do you have Lao Fu's nude photos?" Although he should focus on the case, or angrily denounce this illegal behavior, he subconsciously asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"Photoshop..." The person who answered this sentence was Lin Chen.

Xing Conglian turned his head numbly, but only saw his adviser's face full of helplessness, as if something similar had really happened.

Since even Lin Chen was helpless against this man named Su Fengzi, Xing Conglian felt that his mood was better again.