Criminal Psychology

One stone caused a thousand layers of waves.

The conversation between Lin Chen and Li Jingtian at the press conference was actually very brief, but the information revealed in those conversations was rich in layers. It was as if the TV series had a wave after wave. The news media were very excited. This confrontation between the police and the singer The drama is far more exciting than the series.

In reality, countless people experience the stress of that hour.

Li Jingtian's fans almost stopped all the work at hand, while they frantically refreshed WeChat and Weibo to get the latest news of the event, and at the same time released various idol-supporting messages through these new media. The people who had originally disliked Li Jingtian made a comeback again, and they started a scolding battle with Li Jingtian fans in an invincible manner. In the torrent of public opinion, everyone felt that what they said was enough to deafen them, as if they could really turn things around.

Of all the nervous, excited and excited people, of course, Li Jingtian felt the strongest.

He had been escorted by the staff of the embassy and returned to his guest room on the third floor. From his perspective, he looked out the window. He could only see a pool of fish and a few fine bamboo plants. The place was very clean, and he even listened to it completely. The voices of people surrounding the embassy were not seen.

But he felt that people were standing in every corner of the room, and the fan slogans and journalists' broadcasts kept ringing in his ears. He could hardly restrain himself from trying to pull up the chair to the room. Everything was shattered and broken *, but he knew he couldn't do that, because he had clearly seen the changes in the eyes of the embassy staff on the way back just now. They looked at his eyes, from the original sympathy or disdain, to the suspicion just now. With just a few words, Lin Chen made him a criminal suspect again. He didn't even need any evidence.

Lin Chen, Lin Chen is really amazing.

Li Jingtian bit his finger vigorously, until the thick **** taste appeared in his mouth, he finally suppressed those voices.

Although he was absolutely certain that Lin Chen could not come to him through heavy guards, let alone arrest protected persons at embassies and consulates in other countries, but he could not contain the panic in his heart, and he stood up suddenly and took out Phone.

Xing Conglian's phone ringing suddenly, this ringing is very special.

At that time, they had just changed into a jeep and were preparing to leave for Yongchuan.

Xun Xing judged the caller from the phone connection and the ringing phone. He did not hesitate to pull the phone away from his ear for a long distance. Lin Chen heard the voice of the old director spewing out of the microphone.

The old director, who usually only likes to drink tea pheasants, growled, "Is Xun Conglian **** crazy with you, give Lao Tzu such a big basket!"

Xing Conglian said: "Secretary, this is not a proper case handling process."

"Due to the process, you made your whole group's faces appear on all the TV afternoon news?"

Xun Conglian protested: "This is the oppression of our frontline police officers by public opinion!"

"It's good to oppress a fart without oppressing others!"

Xun Lian took the phone farther and farther, Lin Chen took it, and whispered, "Director Wu."

"Let Xun Cong even listen to the phone!" The old man didn't even talk at all now, even if he spoke.

Lin Chen turned down the volume of the phone to the minimum, and then handed the phone back to Xing Conglian again.

"Tell me something, Captain Captain." The old director's voice suddenly became serious. "What do you want me to do, and what do I need?"

Lin Chen was a little moved, and he knew very well that the old director didn't blame them on this call, but really wanted to help. If they want to break through the Sini's embassy, ​​this will necessarily involve a series of complicated diplomatic consultations and even very likely to rise to diplomatic disputes. All those who want to help may be under extraordinary pressure. Identity can better understand the difficulties, but he still calls without hesitation.

Lin Chen looked to Xun Lianlian.

There was no emotion on the Captain's face. He opened the cigarette case and said, "Well ... I want to buy a cigarette case. Would you like me to transfer Alipay?"

After he finished speaking, let the old director roar on that end and just hang up the phone.

...

Of course, the mad person is not only the old director, but Mr. Li, who is far away from the Li Mansion in Xinyi, is also on the verge of mania.

Everyone in the Li family knows that the old man's temper is really bad, but he can always show the demeanor of a family master. For example, when he scolds people, he only satirizes one or two words in a contrived manner, and he rarely smashes things. when.

But just now, the old man directly dropped a set of tea sets made by Gu Jingzhou, and then hung up the young master's call for help, his old man directly dialed the phone number of Xinni's ambassador to China.

At this time, people are still a little proud. After all, not everyone in the country can scold Mr. Ambassador as a dog.

"Luo Qiusheng, I don't care what your mind is thinking, but today you dare to let the face of our citizens face your face is your failure, you have lost all the face of the country!"

Mr. Ambassador probably guaranteed something over there.

Li Lao's anger finally disappeared: "Autumn, this is not my selfishness. I am really good for you. Think about it. If you really acted improperly in your handling of the incident, what serious diplomatic disputes were caused. You are really in the parliament. It's hard to go any further ... "

The ambassador looked at the crowd outside the embassy and said frankly, "Mr. Li, would you please advise?"

"My old man can give you some advice, but that's it, if I were you, I wouldn't let the two Hongjing police have a chance to step into the embassy's door, shouldn't it be difficult?"

"I understand."

The ambassador hung up the phone and looked at the chief secretary standing at his desk without speaking.

"Mr?"

"Is there anything going on in Hua Guo?"

"No."

"What is it?"

"The Ministry of Foreign Affairs did not call us to negotiate with us, nor did Hongjing Police submit any applications. Could that police just talk?"

The ambassador groaned for a moment and slowly said, "Let's watch it change."

Although Mr. Ambassador himself did not issue any direct orders, Fu Hao stood at the entrance of the Xinyi Ambassador and witnessed the increase in the number of security personnel outside the embassy.

Su Fengzi was "invited" to the embassy before he came out. He anxiously held the mobile phone, but he no longer knew who to call.

His brother just said that it would be half an hour before he needed to call him again, but now an hour had passed, and the group of fans around the door of the embassy were getting irritated.

At noon, the sun couldn't work. The reporters squatted by the side of the road to eat box lunches in twos and threes. Impatient feelings had already appeared on his face. If his brother didn't come, it is estimated that this group of journalists waiting for him must have spoken. .

Lin Chen didn't realize Fu Hao's irritability. He was sitting on the co-pilot of the jeep. Outside the window was the turquoise reed that flashed out of Yongchuan Expressway.

Xun Lian Lin adjusted the temperature in the car to the lowest level. The dynasty and Lu Xu slept soundly in the back seat, Lin Chen looked back, and took another look at Xun Lian Lin. During the past hour's driving time, Xing Conglian never said anything after saying the joke about buying cigarettes.

Lin Chen also wanted to ask him if I had caused you trouble, or if he had any plans to wait for you?

But if it's Xinglianlian, there is probably a way, so any question is superfluous.

Lin Chen suddenly realized that in such a long time, he really only wanted to talk to Xun Lianlian.

Just then, his cell phone made a light ringing. After he took out the phone, the ringing stopped, and he looked at the calling number with some surprises.

Just as he was ringing, the bell rang again. Looking at the tangled caller, Lin Chen didn't press the answer button for a while.

Suddenly, the driving torture stretched out his hand, looking at the arm across the cab, Lin Chen handed the cell phone naturally.

Xing Cong didn't answer the phone. He didn't even seem to call his name, but just shouted, "Dynasty."

"Again!" The young man in the back awakened suddenly.

Xing Conglian threw the phone back: "Add a blacklist to your brother Chen."

Xing Conglian said, "Add a blacklist to your brother Chen."

The dynasty was happy, "Cover me!"

The two cooperated tacitly. Lin Chen even suspected that if the dynasty added a blacklist, Huang Ze's phone number might not appear in his cell phone address book for a lifetime.

...

Fu Hao squatted at a crossroad two blocks away from the embassy, ​​and finally waited for Xunlian's iconic jeep.

As soon as he got in the car, he was shivered by the cold air coming from his face, and then shouted anxiously: "Brother, what happened to Li Jingtian? Su Fengzi's neuropathy dragged me to the door of the embassy and said nothing Say someone else has been caught in now. What do you say, and the armed forces at the embassy doorway are not a joke, how can we get in in a while? "

"I don't know." Lin Chen said calmly.

"If you don't see Li Jingtian, are you going to publish the evidence directly online!"

"No evidence," Lin Chen said again.

With a strange look on Fu Hao's face, he twisted his head stiffly out the window, feeling that the world was too unreliable.

Suddenly, as if he saw something outside the window, he patted him from the back of his chair and shouted, "Lao Xing, you have gone the wrong way. This is not the way to the embassy."

On the street are two rows of tall sycamore trees. In the early summer, when the foliage was dense, the trees covered the sidewalk.

Xing Conglian slowly parked the car into the parking space on the side of the road and applied the handbrake.

"Lao Xing, what are you going to do, don't you know that time is tight?" Fu Hao asked Xing Cong Lian's back.

But by then Xun Lian had opened the door and got out of the car, walked through the shade, and walked to the grocery store on the street.

"Oh, don't worry, Professor Fu." The dynasty comforted Fu Hao.

It's an ordinary but run-down grocery store. The store is dark, and the sign says "Pan Pan Duo Yan Grocery Store" with 7 characters. The name of the store is almost invisible due to the discoloration.

The appearance of an old grocery store near the embassy street in Cintu Cinjin seems a bit suspicious, but Lin Chen carefully read the name of the store and found that there are vague translations in six languages ​​under the name of the store ...

He watched Xun Lian knock on the grocery store's glass window, as if he passed the money in, the boss looked at it with a banknote for a long time, then smoked a pack of cigarettes from the shelf and threw it out.

The prisoner even took a cigarette and turned back to the car. The process was very short, as if nothing had happened.

"Lao Xing, you really want to buy cigarettes!"

After he got on the car, Fu Hao even uttered a word seriously.

Xun Cong even unpacked the cigarette case plastic package, stuffed one in his mouth, and said nothing.