Criminal Psychology

Yanjia Lane is very long, and it takes about [-] kilometers to walk from one end to the other.

Because this alley is very long and Hongjing City is a small ancient city, this alley has almost become a bridge between Hongjing classics and modernity.At one end of the alley is a quiet and ancient street market, and at the other end of the alley is a high-end commercial district with every inch of land and money.

It may be too literary to say so. In fact, a year ago, Yanjiaxiang was an ordinary dilapidated street. After renovation, it turned into the current overly literary and fresh appearance.

When he walked to the door of his house, Xing Conglian said that he would go home and change his clothes. It is not very good to go shopping in a police uniform, so Lin Chen took Wang Dynasty and took shelter from the rain in the shop opposite his house.

Opposite their house is an antique shop.

Lin Chen doesn't know, since when did he get used to using the concept of "their home" or "our home". In fact, No. 3 Yanjia Lane is not his home, he just lives in that house temporarily. He is a tenant who does not have to pay rent, but it is strange that from the first day he moved in, he and Xing Conglian agreed and never mentioned the matter of rent.

It is also a strange thing that each other probably takes it for granted that they don't need to give money.

Lin Chen stepped up two steps and opened the feng shui curtain hanging at the entrance of the antique shop, and a scent of fragrance rushed over from the shop.

Chao Chao was closing the umbrella beside him, and smelling the faint fragrance, the young man sniffed his nose several times, and then subconsciously licked his lips.

The owner of the shop is an old couple in their seventies. Rather than selling antiques, it is more appropriate to say that they are renting a shop to take care of themselves. Therefore, there is nothing in the shop, only a few pieces of porcelain in the antique cabinet.

Those porcelains looked very expensive, but they might be completely imitations of modern times, anyway, he couldn't see how much those things were worth.

In short, everything in the store, whether it is antiques or people, is very casual, so casual that it is very suitable for Xing Conglian's neighbor.

People of a feather flock together, probably.

Lin Chen lowered the curtain and walked into the store.

The owner of the shop, the old man, was sitting cross-legged on the bamboo table and drinking tea, when he saw them enter the room, the old man greeted him happily to sit on the side of the bamboo table, and then shouted at Wang Chao: "Hey, Mr. Wang, come to play chess? "

"No more, let's hide from the rain for a while and go out for dinner later." Wang Chao sniffed, waved at the old man, and walked around the store familiarly. He first pretended to look at the porcelain for a while , and then went straight to the corner of the shop.

Under the flower window there, there is a small coal stove, on which a pot of dried bamboo shoots and roasted pork is gurgling.

The heat and fragrance linger in the evening of the rainy season, which can especially arouse the gluttons in people's stomachs.

The shopkeeper's wife was sitting in the rocking chair by the hearth, and the old lady was holding a cattail fan in her hand and fanning it lightly. When Wang Chao entered the room, the old lady was already smiling, but she pretended to close her eyes and shake the fan without saying a word. .

Chao Chao walked around the window twice like a headless chicken, and then simply squatted down by the pot.

Seeing him so greedy, the old lady opened her eyes with satisfaction and asked, "Want to eat?"

But Dynasty did not answer this question right away, but looked back at him.

The young man's eyes were full of longing, which made Lin Chen always have a strange feeling of taking a bear child out to ask for snacks. He looked at the old man helplessly, picked up the tea that the old man had just poured for him on the desk, and sipped it. He took a sip, then nodded helplessly.

After Wang Chao got permission, he hugged the old lady's thigh and shouted sincerely: "Grandma Gao, I didn't even eat lunch, I'm so hungry."

"Go to the kitchen and get the bowl yourself!" The old lady happily patted Wang Chao's head with her cattail fan and sat up straight.

It's similar to describe it as lightning, flint or turmoil. In short, Wang Chao ran out of the kitchen with the bowl in his arms. The old lady directly picked the best meat for him and poured it into a big bowl. The old man was in pain.

Then, the young man quickly ate a whole bowl of dried bamboo shoots and roasted pork with the outstanding speed of a rhythm master. Finally, before Xing Conlian went out, he ran to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Recalling the last time they ate in the store and the last time, they probably succeeded mainly because of Wang Dynasty's deep skills in selling cuteness and his shameless thick skin. In short, although it looks a bit embarrassing, but Still want to thank.

Lin Chen sighed, stood up from the bamboo floor, and bid farewell to the owner.

"Thank you, Grandma Gao, the dishes you cook are ten thousand times better than Aunt Zhou's!"

When going out, the boy said so while blowing kisses to the old lady.

"Then come eat again next time, grandma will save it for you!"

The old lady was coaxed into a daze, looked at their backs, and smiled from ear to ear.

……

When Xing Conglian came out, the rain was a little lighter.

He changed into a long black trench coat, and wore the simplest smoky gray T-shirt. This is a very common outfit, but it may be that Xing Conglian is in good spirits because he has had a lot of sleep recently, or it is the time when he is wearing casual clothes. There are not many, so it is a little amazing to change it when it is rare.

Of course, it is also possible, Lin Chen thought, maybe he himself is in a good mood, so he finds the man standing in front of Zhumen with an umbrella particularly pleasing to the eye.

Black trousers and low-cut leather boots, he looked at him from head to toe, it was rare, and he had an inexplicable sense of vanity.

Even Wang Chao said in an impatient tone: "Boss, you are just going to swipe your card. Do you need to dress like this?"

"What's the matter with me, isn't it just casual clothes!" Xing Cong asked very strangely while brushing his hair.

"No, this dress must be very expensive, isn't it!" Wang Chao leaned over to touch Xing Conglian's windbreaker, and smacked his lips.

"Last year, it was discounted at the counter, and I bought it for 500 yuan."

"I do not believe!"

"Maybe it's because I have a good temperament?" Xing Cong patted Wang Chao's shoulder repeatedly, and said in relief, "You can't deny that there are people in this world who can wear ordinary clothes with a high-end quality Ah boy."

"I'm 179, your sister in children's clothing!" Chao Chao retorted dissatisfiedly.

As if a man's self-esteem had been bruised, Wang Chao said, and handed him the umbrella, then jumped on Xing Conglian's back, and forcibly looked at the collar label of the windbreaker.

Xing Conglian arched his back, although he muttered dissatisfiedly, he still supported the boy's buttocks, as if he was afraid that he would fall.

The next moment, the boy's screams sounded.

"Fuck, what a golden deer, how are you doing, boss, it's too miserable!"

Chao Chao jumped off Xing Conglian's back, took two steps back, pointed at Xing Conglian's windbreaker with an unbelievable look, and said, "Boss, why are you living in such misery? Is it because of the sharp drop in international crude oil recently? Precious metals plummeted, how did you get here!"

Xing Conglian didn't bother to pay attention to him, he dusted off his windbreaker in a very calm manner, and said cherishingly: "What's wrong with the golden deer, domestic famous brands, there are thousands of counters, so be careful!"

Lin Chen looked at the two obvious oil paw prints on Xing Conglian's clothes, and couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Seeing that Wang Chao was still acting very heartbroken, he turned around and hid under the umbrella, shaking his head sadly, while trying to stay as far away from Xing Conglian as possible: "It's too miserable, so miserable, I'll pick you up later." Two pieces of clothes, just as condolences to the widowed old man."

Lin Chen was dragged by him and walked two steps quickly, and Xing Conglian's angry shout soon came from behind him: "Will you put your fingerprints on Lao Tzu's body, Zhao Chao?"

"It's not me, which eye of yours saw what I did?"

Before he finished speaking, Xing Conglian grabbed the back of his neck violently.

Xing Conglian dragged the person out of the umbrella without hesitation, pointed to the surveillance camera at a small intersection they had just passed, and said, "Wang Xiansen, please take a closer look at what is there, please don't quibble, okay?"

"Are you sure you can switch to the full video?" Wang Chao glanced at the camera and said disdainfully.

Thinking of the boy's uninhabited technique, Xing Conglian stared again with anger: "Why are your hands and mouth so greasy!" He looked at the boy's face and said suddenly.

"I ate a bowl of dried bamboo shoots and roasted pork."

"Where did you eat?"

"Grandma Gao served it for me!"

"Grandma Gao at the door of our house?"

"Yup!"

"You didn't say it earlier!" Xing Conglian was heartbroken, wishing he could go back and eat a bowl.

"I deliberately didn't tell you!"

"..."

It was another burst of mutual complaints.

Lin Chen held an umbrella and watched them fight and fight together.

Although there was no one other than them on the old street in the evening, maybe it was the sound of footsteps around him, or it might be that Wang Chao and Xing Conglian were too noisy, but he didn't feel lonely or desolate at all.

How should I put it, it seems that the cold rainy season has become moist and gentle.

The only problem is that it makes the 10 minute trip much longer, but that's fine.

……

By the time they reached the main road at the other end of Yanjia Lane, it was already completely dark.

Because of the darkness, the high-rise curtain walls and neon lights in the distance complement each other, making people feel as if they have come to another world.

Dynasty called up the mobile phone navigation and showed Xing Conglian the location of the new shopping mall. After a while, a shopping mall that had just opened appeared in front of them.

Although it has just started business, there are already a lot of customers coming in and out of the new mall.

Inadvertently, Lin Chen looked up at the name of the mall, a little surprised.

If he had previously known that the new shopping mall Dynasty wanted to go to was called "Ansheng International", then he would probably rather fool the two of them into eating takeaway at home than come here.

However, looking at the appearance of the two people beside him, it seemed that he didn't care about it or didn't know about it, so he was suddenly relieved.

That's right, it's just a meal, so why care who owns the mall?

Xing Conglian and Wang Chao, adhering to the good tradition of police workers who are never picky when eating, have no opinion on the matter of choosing restaurants based on the scores of review websites, so in the end, they sat down peacefully. In a Yunnan restaurant called Caiyunjian.

"Wow, wow, this phoenix looks so awesome!"

Comrade Chao Chao flipped through the menu, and burst into exclamations from time to time.

Lin Chen took the tea poured by Xing Conglian, took half a sip, and leaned over to look at the menu.

This restaurant seems to be following the route of special dishes. In the menu, every dish is gorgeously presented. The plates are huge and decorated with exaggerated peacock heads. It looks more expensive than delicious. look.

But in fact, the price of each menu here is very moderate, no wonder the evaluation is acceptable.

Lin Chen took another sip of tea, and suddenly heard the soft voice of the waitress from his side: "If there are three people, I really recommend our special three-person set meal. The discounted price is 480 yuan. If you can add more If you make up [-] yuan for a dim sum, we can give you two tickets to the meeting as a gift."

"What meeting ticket?" Wang Chao's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's the front row seat ticket for Mr. Li Jingtian's fan meeting to be held tomorrow in the lobby on the first floor of our Ansheng International Mall..."

"Hey, Li Jingtian, is that the singer who was pinched miserably recently?"

As soon as he heard that it wasn't a beautiful girl group, Wang Chao raised his head and said disappointedly.