Criminal Psychology

Chapter 106 Options

Zhang Xiaolong hit a stir, why can't this big sister raise a pot?

Counselor Lin is right, this woman is really amazing!

After Liu Ying said that, the situation on the scene changed.

The crowd at the emergency room door followed the queen's prompt and began to look around for the police figure.

But the only policeman here ...

Zhang Xiaolong thought, as if she was the only one.

"It seems that no police are here."

"How so much, Sedum is injured like this, why aren't the police coming yet?"

Questions and complaints came from the Quartet. This kind of complaint was well understood by Zhang Xiaolong. After all, his idol was injured. He always hoped that the uncle of the police could come to the scene to state the situation and promised that the murderer would be arrested and the like.

The problem is ...

Zhang Xiaolong bowed his head very enthusiastically. With so many of you, I really dare not go out!

Although her intuition told her that she would go out for criticism now, if she did n’t go out, she would be in this situation now. Who knows how the media would scold Hongjing police.

"So, didn't the police send someone in such a big incident?"

Sure enough, it appeared that there were no police-related people around, and the Queen even became indifferent to her voice.

Zhang Xiaolong fought a chill.

Taking advantage of this, she whispered into the microphone and asked, "Sentence team ... shall I go out?"

There was a slight groan on the other end of the phone. Although no one was talking, there was already a picture of Captain Xing and Advisor Lin exchanging thoughts in Zhang Xiaolong's mind.

Everyone else is so named, and normal leaders will probably send subordinates to come forward.

Soon, the squadron seemed to be close to the phone again. As his breathing sounded, Zhang Xiaolong was tense and tense.

Suddenly, she heard someone on the phone say.

"Don't get ahead, it's fine."

At that moment, she wanted to cry very helplessly.

...

Under the camphor tree at the entrance of Anson International Shopping Center.

The dynasty had been rushed to search for various materials. Lin Chen was standing outdoors, and she had to make a phone call with her.

Xing Conglian hung up after a few reassurances, with a helpless expression.

Although she didn't talk to the girl, Lin Chen's expression from Xun Conglian was speculated that the little girl probably received the scare at the scene: "Is this Xiaolong?"

"It seems to be crying?" Xing Cong even shook his head, "I don't know why she was crying".

Lin Chen sighed, thinking that if you have a handsome boss to protect you, you will naturally be moved, so if it is a girl, crying is not impossible.

Xing Lianlian tried to smoke again, but he got half of it. Then he stopped and asked, "Speaking of this, how can Li Jingtian's agent do such a great job?"

Lin Chen replied, "Women are so powerful, that's it."

Xing Conglian also said, "But I suddenly felt that the words of this powerful woman were very heavy-handed, showing weakness first, standing up against the enemy first, enemies after the enemy, and so many enemies in the entertainment industry?"

Lin Chen glanced at him, seeing that he was asking seriously, so he felt that you could see through this routine, and your eyes did not seem to be too small?

But in this case, he can only think about it, and can only say, "You mean that she is 'fateful' with the fan media, then who is the object of 'enemy'?"

"It looks like it is us now." Xun Cong asked mysteriously on a newly planted camphor tree in front of the mall. "A star accident, but the agent has to target the police. If you are in the entertainment industry, People, why do you think this is? "

The suspicion of Xing Conglian, although very cold, is not without reason.

In fact, although Li Jingtian's agent was blameless in every sentence he said from beginning to end, it was just too blameless, so he seemed too calm and too uncomfortable.

Lin Chen was very honest: "I don't know what this routine is. After all, playing with things like mindfulness is never my strength."

After hearing what he said, Xun Cong flew for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "Counselor Lin, how can I listen to it?"

"Captain Captain thinks more," he said.

Xing Conglian approached him and continued to ask, "You said, now in that emergency room, are you plotting how to deal with Li Jingtian as 'severely injured'? Are we falling into the hype plan of the entertainment industry?"

Lin Chen did not deny him: "It is possible. If Li Jingtian is to speculate on the incident, it may be to stop the police investigation and treat us as a target." He said, but he shook his head, "Honestly, this approach is stupid. The police may be afraid of public opinion, but if the police insists on investigating, where can public opinion prevent this? In fact, I have been unable to tell since Li Jingtian was cut his throat. Feeling, it ’s not about falling into a trap, it ’s about feeling ... ”He said here, and finally stopped. The others are not really a person who likes to analyze personal emotions during the case handling process, but it ’s really weird now. "I feel so bored ..." he said.

Xing Conglian smashed his mouth and said, "Listening to you is 'boring' is a very new word. What kind of bored is this?"

"I don't know." He shook his head again, unable to describe this strange feeling.

Boring, it is indeed a very unspecific word.

But Lin Chen felt the same when he was standing at the top of the mall, when he saw Li Jingtian fall, or even when Xunlian even untied the bunch of roses.

If we have to choose a more appropriate and specific description, we can only say that this boredom comes from a sense of helplessness.

Analysis of emotions did not help much in solving the case. Lin Chen seriously thought about Li Jingtian's question. Finally, he said cruelly: "Judge whether Li Jingtian is speculating, it depends on how his final situation is."

Thinking of the blood on the stage, he finally said, "Actually, judging by the amount of bleeding at the scene, it is difficult to say that the killer did not hurt Li Jingtian's carotid artery, so it is unlikely that Li Jingtian will be rescued."

"Consultant Lin means that if Li Jingtian is pushed out with a white cloth, then we must admit that we have too much thought and always think too badly; but if Li Jingtian is pushed out with his face open, It looks like he was rescued from the death line, and we have to consider the possibility of his self-directed performance ... This is a bit cruel. "

"This non-A and B choice is cruel, but if C appears, it is more headache, so I hope that the third possibility is not good." He said.

In fact, Lin Chen also didn't know why he was always a good and a bad spirit.

That is, two minutes after he finished saying "No Hope", Xing Lian's telephone rang again.

He glanced at the word "Zhang Xiaolong" on the caller ID and knew that it was finally time for him to give his answer.

Xun Cong even released it to let him listen.

"Crime squad, Li Jingtian is out!"

The girl's voice was excited, and came out through the public, such a light and sweet voice, was hit by the noise of the noisy traffic around, and then became very nimble.

Sure enough, it is still the B option-self-directed and self-acting?

Xing Conglian asked: "How is Li Jingtian, is he still conscious, what does the doctor say?"

Zhang Xiaolong said, "It's clear, why isn't it clear?"

"Is the consciousness clear just after the operation?" Xing Conglian asked skeptically.

"You won't believe the criminal squad, Li Jingtian actually came out!"

...

Municipal hospital, emergency third-aid corridor.

Zhang Xiaolong held his cell phone and stared at the man standing in front of the emergency room inconceivably.

There is not much difference between the singer himself and the TV. Compared with the slightly taller appearance on TV, Li Jingtian is more approachable in real life. Of course, this does not mean that he is not handsome, he is still handsome and handsome, and his face has lost blood Much paler, he stood slowly, with thick gauze wrapped around his neck. After looking around, Zhang Xiaolong saw him bow slowly, as if thanking the fans around him for their support.

Seeing this scene, the young girl fans around began to scream and clap hard, as if the celebration of the rest of the life after the disaster.

Li Jingtian's face was full of gratitude, his eyes were moist, but he still didn't speak.

Zhang Xiaolong was also very happy. She looked at the singer from head to toe with a smile. The singer's T-shirt was covered with blood, and even the pants were covered with blood.

This was strange, Zhang Xiaolong suddenly realized that Li Jingtian was cut throat, had lost too much blood, and his T-shirt was stained with red blood. Why is he still standing?

Just then, she heard the voice of Lin from the microphone.

"Take a photo quietly for me." Advisor Lin said so.

When Zhang Xiaolong saw this, she lifted her toes, raised her phone, and clicked. She quickly retracted her hand and was glared by the people around her.

The photo passed quickly.

On the other end of the phone, consultant Lin's voice became hesitant: "It really came out."

"Is this Option C?" The Captain asked.

Zhang Xiaolong didn't understand what they were talking about, but even she was full of doubts.

Why does someone rush to the stage to kill someone, but still let the other person out of the emergency room alive?