Criminal Psychology

When Lin Chen was talking, Lu Xu was always in the living room. He was sitting on a back chair in the corner. Because the position was so biased, the policemen talked to themselves, and no one looked in his direction.

This dark corner seemed to have something like a protective cover, which allowed him not to touch the bright world over there. Lu Xu felt quite at ease.

After listening to Lin Chen ’s analysis of Song Shengsheng and Li Jingtian, Lu Xu did n’t have any feeling of being touched. He felt that the story that Lin Chen pieced together was ridiculous. A singer like Pingcheng was easily taken by another person. It's gone, it's too unreasonable, when did God become so unreasonable?

However, when he thought of God, he thought the story was quite true. Hey, when did God say it in the sermon?

In this world, there will be good people who die early, and bad people who can't die. Of course, he hopes that he can become the latter.

He rubbed his face with both hands, and suddenly felt that the room was quiet again, and he suddenly raised his head before realizing that everyone in the living room was watching him.

"What ... what happened?"

"Mr. Lu, tell me, what kind of person is your brother?" Lu Xu heard Lin Chen say to him.

For a moment, Lu Xu was blinded, and he could only look at the person standing against the light.

"my brother?"

"Just talk."

Lin Chen's eyes were very quiet. When he heard those words just now, Lu Xu always felt that Lin Chen's tone was so sad that he might cry, but no, Lin Chen didn't look red under his eyes.

When looking at Lin Chen, Lu Xu didn't have the ideals for his elder brother. Of course, his elder brother was not the same as Lin Chen. Their brothers grew up in slums since childhood. His parents died early. In order to have food, he My brother took him to steal and abduct. It ’s not evil or not, but sometimes he thinks his brother is actually a good guy. He just stole ten dollars and gave him eight dollars. He left one piece and left one dollar to donate to the beggar. That kind of person, but after giving the money, they saw the uncle beggar elsewhere. The uncle stood at the door of the stall and packed a crayfish. It was much better than them.

So at that time, Lu Xu knew that being a good person is useless, because a good person also has to die.

"My brother ... Look at me like this, can my brother be any different?" Lu Xu stood up from his chair, and didn't want to talk about this.

But he heard Lin Chenning's voice come through like water: "You and your brother should have a good relationship, so when we ask you, you will first say his nickname, and you look very disdainful to him, But you actually respect him so much, so tell me, how did your brother die? "

When I heard Lin Chen asked his brother, Lu Xu really wanted to curse "off your farts", but when Lin Chen finished saying the previous paragraph, Lu Xu felt a chill in his back. Terrible.

He had to answer obediently: "It's lung cancer. I don't have the money to see a doctor, so I die."

"Do you like smoking?" Lin Chen asked again.

"Like it, but that's life, even if my brother likes smoking, that is, he will never smoke more than two roots a day, but he is not afraid to die so early." Lu Xu laughed.

"Remember, how much time did your brother spend in and out of Song Shengsheng?"

"What?" Lu Xu didn't respond for a moment, why the problem suddenly returned to his case from his brother.

"That's when CA company sent you here, and you took something ..." Lin Chen added.

"I know ... I know ..." Lu Xu interrupted him. "It's been too long, so how can I remember."

He really couldn't keep up with the rhythm of this Lin Chen, and it was so uncomfortable to be stripped away, he didn't want to continue this topic at all.

But Lin Chen kept talking: "Lu Xu, you smoke, you and your elder brother come to Song Shengsheng's house to work for the CA company, your elder brother sneaks in and you are standing outside, I think you should be very anxious, when irritable It ’s hard to stop smoking old cigarettes like you, so ... how many did you smoke? "

Lin Chen Xun Xun good temptation.

Lu Xu couldn't help but follow his question and recalled the scene at that time.

Yes, he was annoyed at that time, mainly because it was dangerous to sneak into Song Shengsheng's house. After all, Song Shengsheng's case was on the cusp at that time. If his brother was accidentally seen by neighbors up and down, it would be over, so he did not help pulling out the cigarette I smoked one after another ... It seemed like I couldn't help but smoked two. After drawing, he wondered why his brother didn't come out. Then, when he twisted the cigarette butt, his brother came out. Actually his brother should go in not long ...

"I ... smoked two cigarettes, my brother went in, probably less than ten minutes," he reluctantly replied.

"I see." Lin Chen nodded thoughtfully.

"What do you understand?" Lu Xu asked back.

Lin Chen said: "First of all, your brother should be a rigorous and self-disciplined person. If CA sends him to handle the scene, then he will definitely not take away the extra things, and his purpose should be very clear. Some people will come to the home of the big stars. It ’s very curious, but your brother ca n’t. You said he only stayed here for less than ten minutes, but at that time you were in anxiety and tension, and people would live like years when they were anxious, so your brother The exact time of entry and exit should be discounted, that is, around five minutes. "

Lu Xu was stunned, wondering what to say.

Soon Lin Chen asked again, "Tell me how big your elder brother was at the time."

"It's the size of a regular backpack."

After saying this, Lin Chen nodded, and he opened a door on the left side and said, "So, let's start."

"What started?" Lu Xu said blankly.

"Begin to find what your brother took from this room, stupid!" The Dynasty patted his shoulder and smiled proudly.

"I don't know how anyone knows how you might know!" Lu Xu couldn't help but raise the volume. .

Lin Chen's tone was still so peaceful, and he even explained to him patiently: "Of course I don't know. In fact, according to the formal process, we have to find a person in the forensics department to detect fingerprints and footprints. Finally, we will establish your brother in the room The action model in here can be used to infer what your elder brother did and took away here, but there is not so much time now, so we can only guess. "

Lin Chen said at the door of the room, and the dynasty rushed in first to pull the curtains and open the window.

Bright sunlight penetrated into the room, and the furnishings were so bright that there was still a lot of dust floating in the air. Lin Chen reached out and waved the dust from his face and looked into the room.

This should be the master bedroom of Song Shengsheng.

A wrought-iron bed was placed in the middle of the bedroom, and the bedding was messy. Because of the **** case, the quilt and sheets showed that the police had removed it. There was no photo or picture frame on the bedside table. Song Shengsheng looked really simple. People.

There is a straw mat next to the floor-to-ceiling window and a guitar on the other end. There is nothing more in the room.

Lin Chen saw all this, and walked to the cloakroom connecting the bedrooms.

"Isn't it here?" Lu Xu asked.

"No."

"Then how do you know that something wasn't in the room and was taken by my brother?"

"Because that room is harmonious, it doesn't look like something is missing."

"What is harmony?"

Lin Chen glanced at Lu Xu: "Because I have seen the scene photos, this room is exactly the same as the scene photos taken by the police at that time, and there is nothing missing."

"Oh ..." Lu Xu said, "Then you still ask me so much, don't you know the next picture?"

Lin Chen said nothing, turned on the light in the cloakroom.

Song Shengsheng's cloakroom is really much more complicated than his bedroom. There are various punk and rock clothes hanging on the two rows of wardrobes, which have all colors and no rules.

What's more frightening is that the cloakroom must be the focus of the police search, so the clothes and accessories here were thrown up and down like a disaster scene.

The dynasty patted Lu Xu's back again and shouted, "Fat, don't question anyone else if you don't understand, especially don't question my brother Chen!"

This feeling of being touted was really bizarre. He continued to observe the cloakroom. Xing Conglian stood beside him and turned back to the two and said, "Okay, shut up."

"Did you find any important clues?" The dynasty ran away and ran to them again. "Brother Achen needs me to adjust the scene photos for you?"

Lin Chen nodded.

Wang Chaofei rushed to the living room similarly. He picked up the tablet and rushed back. Wang Chao has always been reliable in this regard. He also copied a copy and sent it to the cell phone of Xing Conglian.

Lin Chen looked at the photo again.

In fact, although the police may take a lot of on-site photos, they cannot capture all the details, and even fewer of those photos will actually be included in the file.

Fortunately, the cloakroom has a simple structure and is easy to compare.

He looked to Xing Conglian, and asked, "Captain?"

"One person on one side." Xing Conglian laughed.

Lin Chen nodded. There was no nonsense. He and Xun Conglian were back to back, and began to compare the photos with the current wardrobe. They slowly moved from one end of the cloakroom to the other, and finally met in front of the closet at the end.

Xun Cong shook his phone and put his mobile phone in his pocket. Lin Chen sighed. He looked at the time in the upper right corner of the tablet. Now it is 11:05. Their time is really short.

"Haven't found it yet?" Dynasty asked, anxiously when he stretched his neck and saw them both exit the cloakroom.

Lin Chen handed the tablet back to him and said, "Rest assured that in fact, it is not very likely that Brother Lu Xu will take any clothing items. We are just in case."

"What would it be?" The Dynasty asked.

Lin Chen stepped out of the bedroom, glanced at the layout of the house, and walked towards the room at the end of the corridor.

He put his hand on the door and twisted it slightly.

The interior was dark and there was no light.

Probably felt that he had been standing at the door for too long, and the dynasty rushed in to try to open the window, but suddenly slammed into something, and the young man howled with pain, and a chain of snoring sounded in the room.

Lin Chen raised her hand and pressed the switch.

It cracked softly, covered with warm yellow light and water, as gentle as music.

When he re-viewed the photo of Song Shengsheng's house just now, Lin Chen suddenly saw a small room in the scene photos, so he came over.

It was a simple recording studio.

This is the recording studio.