Criminal Psychology

"Captain Xing, you are really a thoughtful person."

It was Su Fengzi who reacted faster than Lin Chen.

A mocking voice came from the corner.

Su Fengzi squinted his eyes, as if he was blaming Xing Conglian for being too whimsical, but maybe his words were pure appreciation.

Lin Chen was thinking, just like what Xing Conglian had done before.

The problem now is that no matter how they handle this matter, they must pay a corresponding price, whether it is public safety or the health of students, these are all prices that must be paid but they are not qualified to exchange.

Just like solving a plane geometry problem, no matter how you solve the problem, those auxiliary lines must be added.

"We seem to have reached a dead end now?" Lin Chen shook his head and asked.

"What do you think?" Xing Conglian lit a cigarette.

Looking at his silent but firm eyes, Lin Chen suddenly felt relaxed.

"The way of life always comes from the way of death."

He turned around, leaned on the counter, and asked Xing Conglian: "What is the most ideal way to solve the crisis in your mind?"

"Of course I hope they will take the initiative to come to me and say, uncle policeman, I was wrong, and then put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately." Xing Conglian took a puff of cigarette and said.

"I can try." Lin Chen replied.

Xing Conglian was shocked, he knew very well that his request just now was simply too difficult for others. After all, it is not easy to reverse the will of a group of lunatics in a short period of time.

But Lin Chen thought seriously, and answered him very seriously, you can try.

Really too proud.

"Damn, anti-brainwashing?" Comrade Chao Chao suddenly became excited.

"The theoretical basis is this. Group members have lost their personalities and replaced their individual will with collective will, so this is a collective unconscious state that lacks cognitive ability...Since it is an unconscious state, then there is one thing, It becomes useful."

"what?"

"hint."

"Hey, group hypnosis? Although it sounds powerful, is it really feasible?" Even Comrade Chao Chao was very skeptical.

"It's not so exaggerated." Lin Chen rubbed the boy's soft hair, and said lightly: "If you want them to calm down, warnings, threats, and rational persuasion are useless. They are crazy and paranoid. They have become what they are now, so if the people behind it can wash them, why can't we wash it?"

"Although I don't understand a word, but I think it makes sense!"

"What should I do?" Xing Conglian spoke decisively before Wang Chao finished speaking.

"It needs to be done step by step. First of all, what we have to deal with is a group of avengers full of hatred. Your goal is to hope that they appear in front of you, not in front of those innocent students. Then the only way is - to pull hatred .”

"Putting hatred?"

"It's like playing a game. If he cuts the boss's blood by ten and I cut the boss's blood by one hundred, the boss's hatred towards me will be higher?" Wang Chao asked.

"Yes, you can think of that group as a pack of wolves. How can we prevent wild wolves from attacking the weak flock and instead attack the target we have set?"

"Let them suffer." Xing Conglian replied.

Lin Chen nodded.

But before he could continue, Wang Chao said: "I think this problem is a bit of a problem, but isn't the problem here? We don't know how many people they have, who they are, where they are, and how they hurt them. Woolen cloth?"

"Not knowing who they are does not prevent us from communicating with them." Lin Chen raised his head, looked at the camera with red dots flashing in the opposite shop, and said, "Guess, how many people are behind that camera?" Are you watching?"

"Ah Chen, your brains are really as big as your boss! You want to use a surveillance camera to counter brainwash them, but will there be so many people watching?"

"It doesn't matter how many people are watching, the important thing is that someone is watching." Lin Chen paused and said, "There are two inferences. First, if there are 100 people in that group, it is impossible for all of them to watch every day." They all come here to read the message, so we assume that they have their own internal means of information transmission; second, you see, even if they evacuate here, the entire store is clean and tidy, without a trace of clutter, assuming that this store is good for every group member It is very important for them, even if it is not a sacred place in their mind, it is also one of their spiritual and emotional sources, so if something bad happens in this store, do you think they will feel very uncomfortable?"

"Why do you make them unhappy?" Wang Chao said excitedly, as if leaving me to rely on me.

"Since it has lost its humanity, it has animal nature. For any social animal, the most uncomfortable thing is that its own territory is occupied and trampled by others..." Lin Chen tilted his head, and the corners of his mouth even had a faint smile. Smiling, "Imagine if someone walked into your room and put your most beloved figure on the ground and stepped on it."

"How is Rita's family!"

"Then what if the person who stepped on your figure is still the one they hate the most?"

Wang Chao suddenly turned his head and looked at Xing Conglian: "Boss, if Black Jack does this, can you lend me some money?"

"What do you want?"

"Get some mercenaries to kill him!" the boy said angrily.

Xing Conglian laughed dumbfounded, but said: "Okay."

Lin Chen was a little speechless, but continued the topic just now: "So, if you agree with this plan, we need to find someone to attract hatred." After speaking, he opened his eyes to the captain of the criminal police, and said: "The police obviously no."

Xing Conglian raised his hands and said, "I know, but you act together with the police, so you can't do it either."

"Of course I can't. Personal power is limited." Lin Chen looked around the room and said softly, "So we still need a group, a group that they hate very much." Lin Chen looked around and spoke very calmly, "Although It might be biased to say this, but if you were a member of that group, what kind of person would you hate the most?"

"Someone stronger than me?" Xing Conglian said.

"Prettier than me?" Wang Chao asked.

"Smarter than me?" Professor Ye said.

"Not only are they powerful but also good-looking, not only are they excellent in grades, they are also extremely intelligent. In short, they are those favored children who can offset a hundred times the efforts of ordinary people." Su Fengzi smiled and concluded.

"Damn, are we going to drag all the schoolgirls in the university town into the water?" Wang Chao said excitedly, rubbing his palms, "It seems very interesting."

Lin Chen's eyes fell on Xing Conglian.

The captain of the criminal police was still thinking. Suddenly, seeing him raise his head, Lin Chen asked decisively, "Is there time?"

"A little nervous, mainly because the layout takes time..."

He wanted to continue to explain, but Xing Conglian stopped him with sharp eyes.

"Let's do it."

The captain of the criminal police said so.

Xing Conglian is a very straightforward person.

Lin Chen understood the meaning from his simple four words. He basically said, I will make the decision, and I will bear the responsibility. You just need to let go.

Lin Chen didn't say anything else, he nodded at Xing Conglian, and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already eleven forty at night, and the time was far more tense than he imagined.

His tone also became solemn: "I need to trouble Professor Ye."

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Ye Yan is a person who is afraid of trouble.

After all, most people who are engaged in mathematics just like to nest in their own territory and think about some problems that interest them.

And these questions of interest obviously don't include how to be a good actor.

He was very, very depressed looking at the row of red brushes and paint canisters in front of him.

"Do you really want me to do it?" He rubbed his hair irritably, restraining the desire to kick the paint bucket in front of him.

"Yes, time is tight, and time does not allow you to write down the calculation process, and then we will ask students to memorize it." Lin Chen explained.

Ye Yan always thought he was crazy, but he didn't expect someone to be much more crazy than him.

Just a few minutes ago, the police sent two buckets of red paint and a row of brushes, and his task was to use these two props to paint the whole coffee bar in blood during the whole process of unlocking the password, leaving The next sentence is a blatant provocation.

What a crazy person would come up with such an idea!

"Don't worry, you can turn your back to the camera the whole time, and they won't be able to see your face."

"Then why should I wear his clothes!" Ye Yan tugged at the soot gray suit that didn't fit well, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Because... Among all the people present, only my clothes look expensive." The owner of the suit stretched out his hand and gently straightened the collar of the shirt for him.

"You are not allowed to stain my clothes!" Ye Yan looked at Su Fengzi's full set of outfits, and became even more angry. Why did the same clothes look like dogs on Su Fengzi's body.

"Okay." Su Fengzi said, and tied the tie for him, "Please pay attention to safety."

It was rare for Ye Yan to hear him being so solemn, and suddenly he was inexplicably moved.

"Don't get my clothes dirty, it's really expensive."

Su Fengzi said seriously.

The empty coffee bar stands quietly in a corner of the underground world.

The hammer had already been prepared. Dynasty had calculated the range of the monitoring screen of the same camera in advance, and everyone stood outside the screen.

With bare feet, Ye Yan tugged on his tie, picked up the hammer, and took a step forward.

He raised the hammer and swung it with all his strength.

There was a loud bang, the glass shattered, and the hammer flew heavily into the store.

The mathematician walked into the dark coffee bar by stepping on the glass shards all over the floor.

The floor is pure log color, but at the moment it is stained with broken pieces. The man who walked into the store threw down the paint bucket, and a few drops of bright red paint splashed out, falling on the ground like blood.

Like all crazy character settings, once standing in the field he is proud of, Ye Yan doesn't need any acting skills at all, and he can vividly interpret the genius's contempt for ordinary people.

With one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding the penholder, he raised his head slightly and began to write casually and chicly, as if passionate music was playing, and Ye Yan's strokes became faster and faster.

The lights were dim, and the figure of the mathematician was unrestrained and unrestrained.

It's like a god writing runes or a painter splashing ink wantonly.

Numbers, formulas, grew and spread on the snow-white wall at an astonishing speed.

And more red paint dripped slowly along the wall, drawing tiny lines like blood-red vines.

Looking at the blood-red writing in the shop, Xing Conglian said: "A normal person like me wants to rush in and beat him up."

"Damn, my skin is getting goosebumps." Wang Chao rubbed his arms and said.

"It's not enough." Lin Chen stood with his hands behind his back and spoke quietly.

"What do you mean?"

"Again, the power of individuals is always limited. It is impossible for a great group to turn around because of individual resistance. Only groups can attract groups."

"We want them to think that Professor Ye is not alone, but there are many people standing behind him?"

"Yes, we want them to think that standing behind Professor Ye are those whom they hate so much that they are crazy, those who can humiliate them and crush them so that they will never be able to match them for the rest of their lives. Let them think that those people are provoking them."

"But what to do?"

"Groups only accept hints, so we can make up stories." Lin Chen turned his head slightly, looked at Su Fengzi, and said.