Criminal Psychology

It was an inconspicuous small building.

At least among the many ancient buildings of Yongchuan University, the three-story building is not very eye-catching.

Its exterior walls are red, and its architectural style has a distinct taste of the Republic of China, so even the windows are made of stained glass collages, which are rare in modern times.

In Yongchuan University, most of these small buildings are for public use, some are professor offices, some are laboratory buildings, and some are used as exhibition halls, but in any case, because these small buildings are very precious, most of them belong to the school Dedicated, if you haven't read the information on purpose, probably few people know that there is such a small red building that does not belong to the school deep in the path by the lake.

The cherry blossoms outside the small building are blooming very well, and the big pink clouds remind people of many wonderful and moving stories.

I don't know when, some young faces gradually gathered outside the small building.

The person who came outside the building first did not push the door in rashly, he just stood there quietly at the door, and at the same time, he held the cold weapon in his arms tighter. After him, some more people came, Girls in school uniforms, boys in caps, girls in long skirts...

There are more and more people outside the building as if they were attending a gathering, but unlike the gathering, they did not communicate with each other.

The sun moved gradually, and everything around seemed extremely bright and brilliant.

Finally, the person standing at the front moved. He walked up the steps slowly, pushed hard, and the ocher-red door suddenly opened.

At that moment, no one outside the small building was in a hurry to go in. They all took out something from their arms or pockets at the same time.

Iron bars, chains, knives...

They tightly held the equipment in their hands, their blood was racing, and they walked into the building one by one.

Different from the bright scene outside the building, the inside of the small building was very dark, all the stained glass was covered with black cloth, and even the temperature dropped suddenly.

The door was suddenly closed, and the person walking last took a thick chain and put it through the doorknob. Metal rubbed against metal, making a teeth-stinging creaking sound, and the entire door was locked firmly.

Human eyes take some time to adjust from light to dark, so they can barely see anything in the building at all.

It stands to reason that people will feel fear when they lose their vision, but they don't have any sense of fear, because they are with each other, and when they are together, there is no sound worth fearing in this world.

They gradually heard some screeching sounds echoing in the huge space, it seemed to be the sound of nocturnal creatures crawling across the floor in the dark night, maybe it was a mouse or a cockroach, or something else.

Their vision gradually recovered, and everyone shivered.

There are people here!

A chandelier hangs from the old ceiling, the dim light suddenly falls on them, they tremble suddenly.

Before entering the building, of course they had fantasized about what kind of people the organization called "Three Graves" was like.

They have fantasized about how they look in meetings, how they talk, how they think they are arrogant, and even, they fantasize about beating their bodies with iron pipes to see them wailing in a pool of blood...

They have thought about so many appearances, but the appearance of those people in front of them is still beyond their imagination.

There is no suit, no shirt, no words, not even eyes, everything in the small building is silent and depressing.

In front of them stood some people who were all in black. Those people were wearing loose black blouses, and the dim yellow light shrouded the black clothes of those people.

What is creepy is that those men in black are like ghosts, not only turning a blind eye to their sudden intruders, but also holding thick pens, burying their heads to outline huge patterns on the floor...

Then they looked at the ground, only to find that the floor is not an ordinary wooden color, but a soft ivory white, and the floor is covered with black lines like mountains. open.

"It's him!"

Suddenly, someone among them pointed to one of the men in black and said.

Looking in the direction of that finger, they saw a very handsome and beautiful face.

Although the lights were dim and the person's face was blurred, they could still recognize that it was Cao Chenxuan from the Department of Mathematics, who could make a sensation in the entire forum just by going online.

It's just that Chen Xuan's face is cold now, and he is no longer gentle and elegant as rumored. He just concentrates on painting on the ground, as if possessed by a demon.

Maybe it was because the surroundings were too quiet, or maybe the silence could wake up something, the people who broke in finally recovered gradually, and they remembered their goals again, they were clearly coming here to kill people!

Unanimously, they spread out and set foot on the densely lined floor in an enveloping formation.

As if they had foreseen something, the movements of all the men in black were stagnant, as if their breathing was stagnant and the air was suddenly taken out. The men in black put down everything in their hands like a puppet breaking their strings, and sat down together.

The man in black stopped painting, and the intruders standing outside the encirclement stopped their progress again. They turned their eyes to the ground again, and some even stood on tiptoe. They saw a painting composed of many lines. The pattern, the pattern is like an ancient totem, with terrifying magic power...

The surrounding atmosphere was so weird that they actually felt that the pattern was like a cemetery. In that cemetery, there were many brick monuments, scattered bones, and roaring beasts.

In fact, the small building is absolutely quiet, there is no sound around, but suddenly, there is another sound like white light smashing the night, exploding in the dark small building.

"Books are the tomb of knowledge."

Someone started chanting.

The man was dressed in black and sat in the corner. His voice was eloquent, but he had the power to seduce people.

It was as if the believers were chanting the teachings, and the rest of the men in black chanted devoutly with him. Those vast voices seemed to be able to penetrate time and space, leading people into a barren and dark space.

"Blind obedience is the grave of wisdom."

The second chant sounded, and the intruders were shocked again. They froze in place, not knowing what happened.

The grand chanting sounded again, and finally, someone among the intruders started to move. He gripped the handle of the knife and walked quietly towards the leader in the darkness.

"A prophet is the tomb of future generations."

The last sentence came to an abrupt end, not even the ending sound of the tomb character was completely over.

This was not because the leader suddenly realized that a group of intruders were coming around, but because of a more serious reason, because a snow-white knife was sticking to his neck.

Although at that time, the atmosphere on the scene was actually very peaceful.

The people in black didn't stop chanting because the leader was attacked, they remained motionless, even their breathing didn't change at all.

But to some, it was a tense moment that almost stopped the beating of the heart.

In a certain room on the highest floor of the small building, all the people standing in front of the screen held their breaths. They watched the blade close to the neck of the leader of the man in black. After a while, everyone's eyes turned to Xing Conglian in unison.

However, Xing Conglian didn't move. Although the sniper's request for instructions came from the headset, and the surrounding eyes were very eager, he still didn't give the order to shoot.

He looked at the person on the screen whose life was in danger, without saying a word.

Also silent was the man in black with the knife on his neck.

That person was still sitting cross-legged, his complexion was fair, but his hair was soft. He was actually not as handsome as Chen Xuan, but the aura exuding from his body was far better than that of the grass that hadn't left the campus yet.

This is the reason why Shen Ran chose this person to attack.

No matter where you look at it, this person is the leader of the "Three Tombs". It has been the principle since ancient times that the king should be captured first. As long as he kills this person, as long as he kills this person...

Shen Ran thought about it silently, but he suddenly found that he couldn't think about it.

Then, kill this person and then what?

At that moment, he suddenly panicked, he didn't know what to do.

blah blah blah...

At this moment, in the silent space, the sound of steady footsteps suddenly sounded, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer to him...

Shen Ran raised his head suddenly, and he saw a person standing on the stairs.

Different from all the men in black, that man only wore the most common white shirt, and the light from the ceiling seemed to be able to penetrate the thin body of that man.

Step by step, the man stepped onto the totem on the ground. In an instant, as if someone brushed away the flowing water, the man in black who had been stationary moved again. They all stood up, bowed to the man, and then retreated to the side.

What's the use of retreating to the side, the damned person still has to die.

Shen Ran pressed the blade tightly against the hostage's neck, and suddenly recognized the man in the white shirt in front of him: "Are you Lin Chen?"

he asked coldly.

"It's me." Lin Chen looked at the boy in front of him. The boy was about the same age as Dynasty, maybe a little older than Dynasty, but he was really not a few years older.

But the boy's eyes don't have the youthful vigor that young people should have. How should I describe them? Those eyes are very bright, as if there is a flame burning inside. Although bright, it makes you feel that it is not beautiful, and the eyes of young people should be It's beautiful, young people's eyes will have a young and lovely girl or a lively and moving world, but in those eyes, Lin Chen only sees the flame and the ashes after the flame has burned out.

"Are you the leader of the three graves?"

When the boy asked this question, he secretly glanced at the hostages he had taken, as if he was a little confused about the situation.

"Did you misunderstand something?"

Lin Chen didn't speak, it was the hostage taken by the boy who spoke.

Lin Chen looked at Mr. Hostage, and Mr. Hostage blinked slightly at him.

Looking at the blade on Su Fengzi's neck and his relaxed face, Lin Chen regretted his arrangement for a moment. After all, Su Fengzi is an uncontrollable person. For a person like Su Fengzi, no one can stop him from saying what he wants to do.

Before the boy could answer, Su Fengzi held the knife against his neck instead.

The boy didn't seem to expect him to be so bold. He exerted force with his hand, but the handle of the knife seemed to be held by iron tongs and could not move an inch.

Of course, human flesh must pay a price to fight against the iron blade. The blood instantly stained the entire blade, and the blood dripped down, but Su Fengzi didn't seem to notice it.

Maybe it was because the expression on Su Fengzi's face was too indifferent, or maybe it was because his painless behavior was too terrifying, the boy suddenly let go of the handle of the knife, took two steps back abruptly, and gasped as if he had been greatly frightened.

"Who are you!"

"Don't you already know?" Su Fengzi played with the fruit knife in his hand, and asked nonchalantly, "We are the third grave, and the third grave is us..."

"It was you who destroyed our home!" The boy's face froze suddenly, and he asked sharply.

"Ah, is that your home? I'm sorry..." Although he said sorry, whether it was the slightly raised chin or the contemptuous eyes, it showed that he had no regrets at all, "Don't Misunderstanding, we just thought it was fun."

There is no explanation, because I feel that there is no need to explain to them. In fact, it is not a provocation, it is just fun, and fun is enough.

"Fun?"

Probably the most annoying people are the ones you hate and the other side doesn't care about, who smears you, ravages you, humiliates you, just for fun.

The young people standing a little further away heard this and became angry again: "Brother Ran, don't talk nonsense with them, we will kill them!"

"Do you have a share in this place?" Su Fengzi glanced at the quarrel just now, and he said impatiently: "The visit is over, should you get out?"

The more disdainful he was, the more excited those young people became.

"Of course we will leave after we finish what we have to do!" the boy said coldly.

"What are you doing here?" Su Fengzi suddenly laughed, as if he thought the boy's words were too funny, he pointed to the men in black behind him, and said, "The person with the lowest IQ here is IQ141 , how high is your IQ, and how many gold medals you have won in the Olympiad, are you a genius? If not, what qualifications do you have to stand here?"

When he spoke, there was a sense of arrogance that was completely genius.

The boy was obviously stunned by this sentence, and he didn't know how to answer for a while. The companions behind him reacted faster than him. They raised the weapons in their hands and were about to rush forward.

Su Fengzi still stood proudly.

And Lin Chen, still in front of him, remained silent.

On one side is the angry student holding a weapon, and on the other side is the unarmed, indifferent and speechless man in black.

Like fire and sea water or man and abyss, they are incompatible, and one will always devour the other.

In the room upstairs, Jiang Chao finally couldn't bear it any longer. He pressed Xing Conglian's shoulder and said angrily in a low voice, "Old Xing, I must ensure the safety of other students!"

He was referring, of course, to the ordinary students who dressed in black and acted as members of the "Three Graves".

Just like Lin Chen, who was as quiet as water from the beginning to the end in the hall, Xing Conglian didn't speak. He put his hands on his chin, and didn't even shift his eyes from the monitoring screen.

It is probably a tacit understanding without words, or a trust that is much deeper than a tacit understanding.

Just when Xing Conglian blocked Jiang Chao with silence, Lin Chen moved, and the students who were about to rush up were frightened to a standstill by his action.

Everyone in front of the monitor was sweating. Just when they wanted to secretly breathe a sigh of relief, they unexpectedly saw that Lin Chen actually had no intention of speaking. He actually put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and made a gesture of leaving.

"Stop!" shouted the students behind him.

But Lin Chen didn't have the slightest intention to stop. At this moment, Su Fengzi took a step and stood in front of Lin Chen. He said in a disdainful and arrogant tone as if the world owed him millions: "When you've had enough trouble, get the hell out. You're only three years old when you come here to yell and fight... I just left you a letter on the wall, hoping that you would restrain yourself. Do you really think you are invincible?"

Hearing Su Fengzi's words, those young boys and girls gasped and their eyes were red with anger, as if they would attack like a herd of beasts in the next moment.

But maybe the wound on Su Fengzi's hand was too scary, or maybe his face had an inviolable cold feeling under the dim light of the chandelier, the intruders paused for a moment.

Su Fengzi showed contempt, and did not give those people any time to react: "Dig a grave and watch people lie in it, your blood will be so excited, it will make you feel that you are a member of the most detached and mysterious group , feel that you have a true faith and everyone else is obsessed with it?

……

"Old Xing, what are they doing? I'm afraid they won't anger those psychopaths, they're just looking for death!" Jiang Chao sternly said again in front of the monitoring screen.

Xing Conglian raised his head and looked around, only to realize that everyone in the hut was looking at him anxiously.

"Old Jiang..." Xing Conglian finally spoke. He moved the teacup on the table to the side, "Do you want some tea?"

"Drinking your sister's tea, I'm going to die of anxiety, if something really happens!"

"Hey, we are performing official duties, please be more civilized." Xing Conglian said with a smile.

Jiang Chao was extremely angry: "Why the hell can't we rush down now and catch those people all at once." While speaking, he made a gesture of catching a turtle in a jar.

Hearing what he said, Xing Conglian's eyes fell on Lin Chen on the screen again.

What Lin Chen said to him during breakfast echoed in his ears.

Specifically, it was probably because what he said late at night had some effect. When the police force distributed breakfast at 7 o'clock in the morning, Lin Chen specially brought him a box of yogurt and invited him to have breakfast together.

The two of them squatted next to the stone lion at the entrance of the Second Bureau, watching the street sweepers sweeping the ground again and again.

"The next action will be a little dangerous..." Lin Chen said to him after watching the scene of sanitation workers sweeping the floor for a minute.

Xing Conglian probably guessed what he was going to say, but he still pretended not to understand: "Of course it's dangerous, you should also pay attention to safety."

While he was speaking, he obviously saw Lin Chen's breathing stagnate, and he obviously didn't expect him to pretend to be stupid, but in the end it was Lin Chen, whose thoughts were far more thorough than ordinary people: "I'm very sorry for what you said in the early morning. It's my problem, so I want to try and try to correct that and that."

The other party was so honest, now it was Xing Conglian's turn to be speechless: "Why are you so polite?"

"Because, there is indeed a very troublesome matter that needs your help." Lin Chen took a deep breath and said, "I hope you can delay the police's arrest as much as possible, unless someone is really threatened with serious life. You can order the snipers not to shoot."

"What do you mean?"

"When members of that group walked into the small building, it stands to reason that the police would choose an appropriate time to arrest them, right?"

"of course."

"But if you catch them, so what?" Lin Chen asked back.

"Torture, coerce and lure, force them to confess who is behind the scenes, and then we go to arrest people... You want to say, that's useless, right?"

Lin Chen shook his head.

Although it was obviously a serious conversation, Xing Conglian almost wanted to laugh: "Actually, I suddenly discovered that you have been instilling this idea in us, that is, after we catch them, our interrogation will have no effect, but except Interrogation, in fact, as long as we catch them by surprise, before they have time to wipe off the communication equipment, electronic equipment or other clues, we can still follow the clues and find the mastermind behind the scenes, right?"

"No." Lin Chen said decisively.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you think it's important to catch the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"Isn't it important?" Xing Conglian continued to ask.

"It's important, but that person is far less important than those children, and if we catch them, we may lose our chance to save them forever."

When Lin Chen mentioned the child, he was confused for a moment, but soon, he realized that the child Lin Chen was referring to was a member of that group, those who had lost their humanity and were regarded as terrorists by them people.

Rescue terrorists, this is indeed a fresh term.

In countless similar experiences in his life, he has never compromised with any enemy, let alone saved the soul of a criminal.This is what a saint should do, not what a policeman should do.

But he didn't refute Lin Chen, he quietly listened to Lin Chen continue talking.

"Yeah, we can catch the fish in the urn, and then, those children see the police rushing down suddenly, they will be shocked but will become more angry, because they find that they have been betrayed by the world again, and they will try their best Revolt, some people will be injured or even shot dead, they will really lose their trust in everything in the world, they may go to prison or detention center, with luck, some of them will realize their problems, but There must be more people who are stubborn, those people will become garbage after they come out, the real dregs of society, they are desperate, painful and hate everything, and finally continue to take revenge on this world, do you think this is the solution to the problem?"

Xing Conglian was left speechless when asked.

Of course he can refute, of course he can say that there is very likely that there is no ALL-WIN ending in this world, it is very likely that you have worked so hard but can’t get the happy ending you want, those people are already broken, It's like an organ that has been eroded by a tumor. Although it is painful and regrettable, it must be removed if it should be removed. There is no way to do it.

But inexplicably, deep in his heart, he actually felt a little uncomfortable. In fact, he really hadn't felt this uncomfortable for a long time.

Lin Chen was still talking, maybe his legs were numb from squatting, he stood up and leaned on the stone lion.

The shape of the stone lion is a bit funny, but Lin Chen's face is a bit solemn.

"Some crimes come from malice, some crimes come from cowardice, and some crimes come from being unable to control themselves. To me, they are more like children suffering from mental illness. They are firstly low self-esteem and introverted individuals , because of this trait, they are picked by criminals and tricked into that horrible hell by people they once trusted and loved. Do you think what they suffer first when they enter that group, is the welcome of love, No, the first thing they suffer is the abuse, the abuse of the body destroys the spiritual belief."

"Are you trying to say that the criminal is also the victim?" Xing Conglian's tone was a bit cold.

"Do you think that no matter what kind of suffering they suffer, they should stick to their hearts and not be swayed by criminals? But unfortunately, they are just ordinary students. They can't resist human nature. Humans have the nature to avoid pain. If When pain is unavoidable, we will choose to correct our cognition to adapt to the pain. It is like a man imprisoning a woman and he abuses that woman desperately. Seeing your own behavior as love and falling in love with that man, in psychology, this process is called 'learned helplessness'."

Lin Chen was calm as always, but Xing Conglian could hear the unstoppable bitterness in his words.

"They will gradually fall in love with the group, accept the ideas instilled in them by the group, and once they really integrate into the group, there will be a phenomenon of depersonalization, and the individual identification with the group will drown out their humanity, and they will start to lose themselves... "

"To lose their self is to lose their humanity. They only accept the orders of the group, because fundamentally speaking, they are not them anymore. Those evil thoughts are only the will of the group, not their will."

Hearing this, Xing Conglian understood that Lin Chen had been telling him from beginning to end that those children were not real terrorists after all.

Before they lost their humanity, they were just selected victims, and before becoming victims, they were just ordinary students who were full of beautiful fantasies about life but were not very successful. people.

They are all living people.

Then, saving the lives of other students is as important as saving their lives.

Xing Conglian suddenly had confidence in Lin Chen's adventure, because he found that even he himself was convinced.

Sure enough, Lin Chen is right, he is really persuasive.

So maybe, maybe it's too naive, too ideal, too weird, but maybe Lin Chen can really save those children's lives?

"What if I refuse?" Xing Conglian asked suddenly.

After he finished speaking, he saw Lin Chen looking at him impatiently, as if to say, why do you talk so much nonsense?

……

Su Fengzi's eloquent words were transmitted to Xing Conglian's ears through the headset.

Of course the lines are written by Lin Chen, but the performance is all up to the individual.

Lin Chen said that he would let Su Fengzi repeat the whole process of their brainwashing and wash them back.

The first step is to become extreme.

Crowds are extreme, therefore, they will only be moved by extreme emotions, and if you want to move them, you have to become more extreme than them...

Xing Conglian looked at the stallion novelist with top-notch acting skills under the light.

Like those great orators since ancient times, Su Fengzi really has the magic power to demagogue people when he is eloquent.

He said: "At first you were tricked into this group, then they locked you up, abused you, taunted you, told you that this is the suffering process that human nature must go through, when you are alone and have nowhere to turn, and then there is A group of people ran in front of you, preaching their transformation through tempering, telling you how they changed from an obscure ugly duckling to a noble white swan, they said, as long as you believe in them and join them, you can do it too ...Have you guys gradually believed it?" The corners of Su Fengzi's lips curled up, and he looked at all the intruders with a look of disdain for all living beings, "Have you ever gone to pick up vegetable leaves together and ate rotten leaves? Fruit? Oh, they tell you that it’s called sharing weal and woe, and then you’re satisfied, you suffer a little together, you feel like you’re indispensable companions, you sleep together and you feel like you’re really one? Modern society Don't be distracted when you call for dating, you guys are really naive."

Accompanied by his words, those young faces gradually showed embarrassment and confusion. Su Fengzi's group ridicule skills are too powerful. He even knows their most secret things clearly. Why does he know?

In front of the real elites, their inferiority complex and cowardly personality once again appeared.

But this kind of confusion only lasted for a short time, and they became angry again. After all, their privacy was discovered and their beliefs were trampled on. This is an intolerable insult.

Their faces were flushed, and the anger in their eyes seemed to burn everything to ashes.

This is really an extremely dangerous situation. In the face of a group of complete fanatics, it is even more unacceptable to defile their group than to kill them!

……

The violent changes in the intruders' emotions were of course noticed by the monitors upstairs. The two people were already very close, and the raised iron rod was about to smash Su Fengzi's head.

Jiang Chao finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Action, action."

He ordered into the wireless microphone.

But there was no gunshot, and no sound came out of his headset.

"Hello!" He yelled into the microphone twice, but there was still no response. Obviously, his equipment was useless.

He quickly remembered that earlier today, Xing Conglian told him that because the police force might be insufficient, he also invited Interpol snipers to help. At that time, he felt that Xing Conglian had good intentions, so he agreed. The only problem is , They have different equipment from the ICPO system, so in the end, for action, they were uniformly replaced with ICPO's more advanced wireless equipment.

I didn't expect Lao Xing to set up a trick here and wait for him!

"Jiang sir, I'm sorry, my boss asked me to do this. If you can't get angry, just punch him twice?" In the corner, Wang Chao, who had been as quiet as a chicken, suddenly raised his head, holding his laptop and sneered.

But Jiang Chao didn't have the time to beat Xing Conglian. It wasn't because Su Fengzi had already been smashed to the bone and he needed to call 120 quickly, but because someone reached out and caught the blow.

In fact, rather than catching him, it might be better to say that someone stretched out his hand to take a stick for Su Fengzi.

The person who stretched out his hand was Lin Chen, and there was a sudden sound when the iron pipe came into contact with the flesh and blood. Just the bang alone made people feel pain all over.

Lin Chen held the steel pipe.

"Fengzi." He stopped Su Fengzi from speaking, "Apologize!" He ordered Su Fengzi.

Su Fengzi was unwilling, but obedient to Lin Chen, he bowed his waist in a very gentlemanly manner, and unexpectedly apologized to the intruders: "Sorry."

The intruders were stunned again.

Those who were shocked were not only those young students, but also the people in front of the surveillance screen.

The scene in front of me was nothing but weird.

From the beginning to the end, Lin Chen seemed too lazy to say a word, but everyone knew that he was the real leader of Sanfen.

Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes and had an ordinary expression, but just standing there aloofly and indifferently, he seemed to be standing on an unattainable cloud, unapproachable.

"What are they doing?" Jiang Chao couldn't help asking.

Xing Conglian glanced at Jiang Chao and signaled him to shut up.

Deputy Captain Jiang sat down next to him very depressed: "Old Xing is really, what does he want to do, please talk to me, otherwise I will really open the door and go out?"

"He's trying to impress them." Xing Conglian stared at Lin Chen's figure on the screen, and replied calmly.

Of course, Jiang Chao's eyes were full of puzzlement. In short, try to impress a group of brainwashed lunatics. Those who want to do this are probably not far from insanity.

"Of course we can carry out arrests now, but don't you think that there are too few people downstairs?" Xing Conglian curled up his fingers and tapped the screen, "In other words, some people from the organization came here , while another group of people will still carry out night operations. The problems we face have not changed in any way. You can be sure that..." Xing Conglian looked at his watch and continued: "Within three hours, let them let go ?"

"Of course my mother can't, what about Lin Chen, so Lin Chen will find a way to make them let go now?"

Xing Conglian's eyes fell on Lin Chen's left hand holding the iron rod. In fact, the light was not good, and he couldn't see the specific injury of Lin Chen. He nodded and repeated what Lin Chen said to him during breakfast. some words.

"For any extreme group, they can't listen to anything outsiders say, so if you want them to listen to you, you have to make them worship you, just like animals submit to their leaders, and groups submit to you. Their leaders, ancient and modern, all over the world, are nothing more than this..."

"But didn't you explain to me that the 'Three Graves' organization fabricated by Lin Chen was obviously used to attract hatred and suddenly became worship?"

Xing Conglian smiled helplessly.

"It's actually very simple, because these students not only belong to their mysterious group, they also belong to the ordinary student group. When the student group started to discuss the mysterious elite student organization and pushed Sanfen to the detective step by step, it also subtly influenced Those crazy kids downstairs...Of course, that kind of influence is only subconscious, so those worships are also subconscious. They can't realize it themselves, although they hate the "three graves" who dare to provoke and trample on them, but The root of their hatred is because the 'Three Graves' is a superior existence and a representative of those classmates they hate."

While Xing Conglian was speaking, Jiang Chao had already lit a cigarette.

"and then?"

Jiang Chao asked.

"Then, according to Lin Chen, groups are easily moved by the most vivid and extreme images, so he let them see the artistically processed 'Three Tombs' ceremony. To put it a bit more foolishly, human beings are always inexplicable Shocked by some seemingly supernatural phenomena, probably, it is no different from Tiao Dashen?"

"It's Lin Chen's friend, Su Fengzi?"

Xing Conglian nodded: "In the beginning, they would think that Su Fengzi was the leader of the 'Three Graves', and Su Fengzi was really good at fooling people. He satirized them and satirized them, in fact, for the sake of spiritual and belief. It seemed stronger than them. At that time, Su Fengzi was already in a very condescending position. Then, Lin Chen made a move, and Lin Chen actually asked Su Fengzi to apologize. This was not only an act of gaining favor, Su Fengzi's obedience made Lin Chen step on his shoulder In an instant, step onto the altar."

……

Lin Chen's eyes wandered past the children in front of him.

He looked at those young children and looked around at the faces. They were all young, even younger than he imagined. about to take off...

Lin Chen's eyes finally fell on the petite girl in the corner.

He knew the girl's name, her name was Jin Xiaoan, she had a friend named Jiang Liu, and her friend was dead.

"For some reason, you hate this world. Regarding your hatred and the source of this emotion, about right and wrong, right and wrong, I actually have nothing to say. If you think you have a reason to hate, then go to