Criminal Psychology

Hatred is fine, this matter has nothing to do with me. "

He spoke slowly, without any emotion.

In fact, at that time, his heart was indeed calm and indifferent. How could there be so much understanding and consideration between people in this world?

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, why do you control us, you go to die!"

The boy holding the iron bar yelled at him. The boy has a very short shaved body and is not tall. He is very thin and has small eyes. Maybe he was ridiculed and humiliated because of his figure. He may have a girl he likes, but maybe the girl he likes doesn't like him. He may find someone to tell his inner pain, but maybe no one in this world has ever listened to his heartfelt voice seriously.

Or, it should be said, he may have never confided his heart to the world.

In his whole life, he probably always lived in what he could not get. He yearned for beauty, but beauty did not yearn for him.

Then, he met that organization. He struggled and hesitated, but he could not resist the most primitive human nature after all. He succumbed, and he gained money, status and women. He also discovered that love and being loved are the same. so beautiful...

So, what reason did he have for rejecting that organization?

Lin Chen wanted to laugh, and suddenly realized that if it was him, it would probably be difficult to resist those beautiful temptations.

"I think you may have misunderstood. I don't want to bother you. I just know the stories of some of you, and I feel a little pity. In fact, I don't think there is anything wrong with you before, and of course I don't think so. What's so good about you later on. But, of course, you can ignore my regrets, because we have nothing to do with each other..."

"Shut up!" The young man in the crowd shouted suddenly, but in front of Lin Chen, the voice sounded unreasonable no matter what.

"Really?" As if to fulfill the young man's wish, Lin Chen closed his mouth, let go of the iron rod, and turned to leave.

Seeing that Lin Chen really wanted to leave, all the elites present had no intention of staying and wanted to leave one after another.

"You stop!" the crowd behind them couldn't help shouting.

"Do you really think that your power is strong enough to control everyone?" Lin Chen came back to his senses and smiled coldly, "You can't even control yourself." He said, raising his wrist with some difficulty , looked at the watch, "It's one o'clock now, if you can control yourself, you should know that it's time to go to class now."

"Why do we still go to class?"

The young man had a sarcastically arrogant look on his face. Lin Chen looked at his narrow eyes and asked, "You asked me why I went to class, and why did I tell you? Do you think that class is meaningless?" There is no point in reading, or even in living. This person doesn’t like you, that person doesn’t like you, and the whole world doesn’t like you. You always think, why do you stay here in such an ugly world and such disgusting people? ?” Lin Chen took a step forward, looking down at the young man in front of him.

"Is not it?"

The boy with small eyes suddenly became excited, and Lin Chen was almost hit by his crazy iron rod.

"Don't think that I don't know what you elites think. You look dignified, but you have never looked at us directly. You think we are ugly and have no brains. You simply look down on us!"

"That's just what you think, it's you who are living in the grave of self-pity and self-pity, not me." Lin Chen said lightly.

"Oh, say so!"

"not like this!"

Su Fengzi who had been standing by the side suddenly spoke, his voice was high-pitched, with a trembling ending, and the shrill stop echoed throughout the old small building.

No one speaks.

No one dared to speak.

"I know Jiang Liu." In the dark and depressing space, Su Fengzi's voice sounded again. His hand was still bleeding, but more blood had solidified around the wound, turning into an ugly brown scar.

When they heard the word Jiangliu, all the young students holding instruments couldn't help but tremble.

"The relationship between me and Jiang Liu, how should I put it, she is actually my friend, or she is my reader, she said she likes my book, but before she died, we didn't meet each other. "Su Fengzi's voice was very soft, as if he was trying to suppress himself, his voice was a little trembling, "When we first met, Jiang Liu wrote to me, she told me that she thought she was ugly, she said her eyes The nose is particularly protruding and flat, the skin is not good, it is full of bumps, and looks like a toad. Therefore, the reason why she likes my book is very simple. She said that she is very envious of the girls I wrote, they are so beautiful and so happy There are such handsome boys who like them, she envies them, she says she really wants to be loved, but no one loves her. At that time, I didn't know how to comfort a sad girl. It was too difficult to say, and at that time I always felt that it is not easy to be loved by others, as long as you dress up and dress up, boys will naturally confess to you, but in fact, I forgot, People are different, some people are confident and some people have low self-esteem, I forgot, for some people, it is just something that can be done easily, for some people, it takes all efforts to be able to muster The meager courage left to do it, you see, the world is so unfair. At that time, I couldn't understand the feelings of a girl with extremely low self-esteem, and I couldn't imagine how long she had accumulated the courage to give me I saw her picture. When I saw her picture, I even thought she was too artificial, she was not as ugly as she described, she was very pure and lovely. Maybe it was because of this reason, I I didn’t pay attention to her anymore, but one day, she suddenly told me that the senior she respected brought her into a new world, and she felt that she could really become the girl in my writing that many people love, but I still ignored her, I thought she was probably crazy. Until one day, she suddenly contacted me and asked me to go to her performance. I didn't want to go at first, but I was still curious about her now What did it look like, so I still arrived at the place we agreed on, but what I saw was her figure leaping down from the sky." Su Fengzi paused, and laughed self-deprecatingly, "I didn't I'm not the kind of person who would regret it because of this kind of thing, I just regret that she couldn't hear me praise her for being beautiful, after all, I wouldn't agree to meet a dinosaur."

Su Fengzi's voice drifted gently in the ears of all the students. He had finished speaking, but no one spoke again.

Everyone was silent, and the first to cry was the girl in the corner who had just finished eating two three fresh buns.

"Is this a good sign?" Jiang Chao pointed at the crying girl on the screen.

"Of course, sincere tears represent that they feel sad. Only people can feel pain and sadness." Xing Conglian said.

……

In that dark hall, Lin Chen was still calm and peaceful, like a cloud in the night sky or a wind higher than a cloud.

He said: "Actually, when Jiang Liu jumped off that building, I was also there, because my little junior sister also jumped from there. In fact, I really don't know my little junior sister. Maybe she really is It’s too painful and I hope to die for relief, but for me, I always regret that I didn’t save her, because if I could, I would like to have another drink with her.”

Lin Chen stretched out his hand, gently rubbed the hair of the boy with small eyes in front of him, and said, "Actually, you don't need that group that gives you the illusion of being loved, because maybe the world likes you There are not many people, but there are always one or two people who love you sincerely and unreservedly."

"If you come out, you will see." He let go of the hand covering the boy's hair, and said a little casually and a little seriously: "Although it is only my hope, my hope is actually not too different from yours. It’s a big relationship, but I hope that no matter how unbearable this world is, you can hold on, come out, and take a look at it again.”

end

Su Fengzi is not a good person.

To a large extent, he fits well with Fu Hao's comment about him as "a despicable, shameless and insidious person", but even Fu Hao can't deny that Su Fengzi is really an excellent story maker. Passion is full of demagoguery. Many times, he stands there and tells a story.

Because the half-truth and half-false story told by Su Fengzi was so touching, those children really let go of their desire to destroy the world in the end.Perhaps even the mastermind behind the scenes didn't expect that their invincible organization fell apart in an instant.

Su Fengzi was dragged away by an ambulance because of a serious hand injury, and Jiang Chao had already started the real net collection operation based on the many clues provided by the students. Xing Conglian, of course, was excluded because of some "betrayal" behavior out of action.

At this moment, he and Lin Chen were sitting side by side in the corridor of the Yongchuan University Hospital. Lin Chen's wrist was high, and an ice pack given by the nurse was pressing on it.

Half an hour ago, Lin Chen refused to go to the hospital with Su Fengzi. Xing Conglian probably knew that he just wanted to be alone, so they had been sitting in the corridor for 10 minutes. Not a word was said.

The campus hospital of Yongchuan University does not have the usual cold atmosphere of ordinary hospitals. It is very lively around them. Students are always getting sick or injured together, so that the school hospital is always quiet and prosperous at times.

Now, they probably really caught up with the good times when business is booming.

Xing Conglian looked at the basketball players whose names had just been called in front of them, and then counted them. According to the doctor's current consultation speed, they would have to wait another half an hour. Just as he was looking around, he suddenly heard Lin Chen I spoke.

"Today, thank you very much."

Xing Conglian suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, he turned his head to look at Lin Chen in disbelief, very, very shocked.

"You don't need to say those polite or self-effacing words. I said thank you. I just wanted to thank you. If you weren't here today, if you were replaced by anyone else, there probably wouldn't be an all-win possibility."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he found that the people around him hadn't responded for a long time, so he finally looked beside him.

Xing Conglian just lowered his eyes, took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, held those two things in his hands, and did not make any further movements.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen asked.

"Smoking is prohibited in the hospital." Xing Conglian said.

People like Xing Conglian, of course, will not become a little sad because they can't smoke. In fact, the word sad really doesn't suit him at all: "If you are in a bad mood, you can tell me."

"It's not that I'm in a bad mood, it's just that I always thought that people have the ability and must control themselves, but the longer I spend with you, the more I realize that it's really easy for people to lose control of themselves." Xing Conglian said He put the cigarette in his mouth, but did not light it, "I wanted to smoke a cigarette so much, so I took it out, how natural it is..."

"It's natural, what's the problem?"

Xing Conglian turned over the cigarette case and handed it to Lin Chen: "Look, it says, is smoking harmful to your health? In fact, shouldn't I smoke?" He said, inserting the cigarette back Cigarette case, "I have never had the idea of ​​quitting smoking. I just suddenly thought of quitting smoking and tried it. I feel uncomfortable all over. I think I will never quit smoking in this life."

Lin Chen looked at his irritable face, and wanted to say, if you can't quit, you can't. Anyway, I don't care whether you smoke or not.

However, he certainly understood what Xing Conglian wanted to say.

"Do you feel pain?" he asked.

"Painful."

"Then congratulations, you are still alive." Lin Chen pressed the ice pack on his hand, then grinned his teeth in pain, and continued: "Also, congratulations to you, when you feel pain because of trying to control yourself , it means that you are fighting against your bad habits for a better and healthy life, so please come on.”

"That's the tone when you were doing psychological counseling?" Xing Conglian curled his lips, as if he disliked him for being too careless.

"When I tune it up, the fees are generally higher," he said.

Xing Conglian couldn't help laughing, he reached out to take the ice pack from Lin Chen's hand, and put it on him: "I just suddenly understood what you said that you can't control yourself, because you have to control your greed, fear, vanity, and laziness to become A good life is really too painful to come by, that's why those children chose another path."

Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian's relaxed, peaceful and profound gaze, and felt his heart tremble.

Yes, they are just ordinary people who yearn for a better life, but because of their simple yearning, they go astray.

Because there are probably too many books that describe the beauty of life, but in fact, life is a painful journey.

As for human nature, the greatness of human nature is because we are born with the nature to fight against those greed, fear, vanity, selfishness, stupidity, laziness, cruelty, even if sometimes the strength of this resistance is too small and desperate , but it always exists.

People are always suffering because of struggle, but they can also be called people because of struggle.

"The protagonist of that story probably isn't Jiang Liu."

Xing Conglian suddenly remembered that if Su Fengzi had approached Fu Hao before the jumping case, then he did not appear because of Jiang Liu.

But who is this girl?

He also realized that the reason why they were able to solve everything smoothly was because Wang Shishi left a book.

Perhaps it was due to forgetting to deal with it, or it could be due to negligence, but in the end, Wang Shishi still left a book at the last moment of her life.

The author has something to say: sentient beings suffer.