Criminal Psychology

Song Shengsheng will not commit suicide.

No one will die before the wish is about to be reached.

Lin Chen thought so before entering the bathroom.

But when he really walked to the door of the bathroom facing the click of the forensic camera and the flashing flashes, the scene inside made him almost kneel to the ground, and he forcibly pulled the door frame so that he would not be in When Song Shengsheng met for the first time, he lost his temper.

He had never seen such a death scene. The sight before him was so miserable and gorgeous that his five senses seemed to be closed. He looked like a ghost in a cold world and watched everything in front of him.

At the end of the vast dark green tile, there is an ivory white bathtub. In the bathtub sits a man who is full of body. He puts his hands on the bathtub. Because he has not seen the sun for a long time, his skin is pale and the corners of his mouth seem to be still With a naive smile, short yellow but very soft short hair was posted on his refreshing forehead. He looked really young, and he was tortured completely by the eight years of prison. As if there was only a thin layer of skin covering the skeleton, even so, at the moment he died, it seemed to return to his eighteen-year-old appearance.

He was so relaxed and comfortable. Although the bathtub was full of blood, he seemed to be lying in the snow-like light, and all his sufferings had disappeared.

Lin Chen still took a deep breath, walked into the bathroom, and came to Song Shengsheng.

This was his first meeting with Song Shengsheng, and it was also the long-awaited meeting, but this time the meeting came too late, and he was separated from his life.

Lin Chen bent down, trying to touch Song Shengsheng's cheek.

At this moment, Xun Conglian grabbed his hand, and the moment the cool palm touched his skin, the surrounding scenes instantly took off the transparent shell, and all colors, smells, and sounds poured into his mind wildly, thick His blood was soaked in his body first, he was choked up to vomit, but he still could not bear it.

He stood upright and looked closely at Song Shengsheng's body.

On Song Shengsheng's neck, a large mouth of blood basin appeared, which was an ugly wound, as if it could absorb all the bright black holes.

The blood was half-dried, and his head dangled softly on the edge of the bathtub, like the long-dead white swan by the pond. Under the pure blue sky and the transparent lake, it was heartbreaking.

"Preliminarily judging the cause and time of death?" Lin Chen stood in front of Song Shengsheng's body, wondering how he could still speak.

"It was suicide," said the forensic doctor beside him. "The time of death was about 3:30 am on June 1."

"He can't commit suicide." Lin Chen railed firmly.

"Are you questioning my professional ability?" Mr. Forensic asked.

Xun Lian interrupted them: "What is the weapon?"

"Shaving razor blade." The forensic doctor squatted down, unfolded Song Shengsheng's raised hand, and showed them to him. "Mr. Song Shengsheng removed the blade from the shaver and severely cut his throat. The scar on his finger could be Prove it. "

Lin Chen's eyes fell on Song Shengsheng's throat again, and the wound was blurred, but he could still feel Song Shengsheng's decisive attitude from the depth of the incision.

Song Shengsheng decided to die without hesitation.

"Give me a pair of gloves." Lin Chen said to the police officer beside him.

The other party quickly delivered a pair of rubber gloves, Lin Chen put it on, and began to examine Song Shengsheng's body.

The moment he pulled Song Shengsheng's fingers, a roar came behind him: "Lin Chen, what are you doing, and why do you touch him!"

He turned back and saw Ayano standing at the bathroom door. Ayano looked excited. If the police officer stopped him, Lin Chen felt that his opponent's fist was about to hit his cheek.

Lin Chen looked at Aino very coldly and said, "Don't get excited, I'm just looking for evidence that he won't commit suicide." He said to Aino, and then looked at the two policemen at the opposite door and said, "Idle people, please wait for me. Crime scene."

After saying this, he no longer cared about Ayano's yelling, but began to examine Song Shengsheng's fingers carefully.

Although Song Shengsheng's fingers were covered with blood, the nails of his right index finger were obviously shorter and flatter than the other four fingers, and there was a thick cocoon there.

I still remember that at the edge of the small bed where Song Shengsheng slept in Yanjiaxiang Bakery, there was also an extremely deep &, which was created by him numerous times, representing his agreement with the fans, There are countless allegories including persistence, faith, guardianship, etc. If Song Shengsheng did not die by suicide, if he is particularly convinced, this symbol will surely appear around him, and he also has a blade in his hand, and he can be carved on the inner wall of the bathtub what……

Lin Chen's mind was full of such thoughts. Lin Chen inspected Song Shengsheng's hand and inspected the inner wall of the bathtub. In fact, the inner wall of the hotel bathtub was indeed filled with countless small scratches, but there was no nick shape like "&".

The more he couldn't find it, Lin Chen's thoughts became more and more panic. It must be that the blood symbol covered his last symbol or some other reason. How could Song Shengsheng suddenly lose his faith and how could he suddenly commit suicide?

He was so close to Song Shengsheng, as if he could reach out and pull the person in front of him from the shadow of death, but he couldn't do anything. He looked at Song Shengsheng's face, and was seriously thinking, what should I do? , I don't even have proof that you won't die so easily.

Lin Chen gradually felt despair, he could hardly control his movements.

Just then, Xun Lianlian finally pulled out and stopped him.

The man's firm voice sounded in his ear: "Enough."

Xun Conglian said so.

Lin Chen propped his hands on the bathtub. He lowered his head and slowly turned back. The police officer around him saw him with a crazy look, and then he looked at Xun Conglian, only to hear the other party say, "We go out Breath. "

Xing Conglian's eyes were so hard, and his green eyes seemed to be burning with some flames, and the firm emotions that could not be destroyed made Lin Chen wake up instantly.

"Okay," he answered.

Lin Chen followed the sentence from Lian Lian and gave up the scene to the police.

Song Shengsheng lived in the luxurious suite on the top floor of the hotel. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the whole city seemed to be in deep sleep. The starry street lights seemed to be tears, while the places farther from the heavens and the earth presented a dark blue color only at dawn.

This is my third trip to Yongchuan recently. Although my mood is a little different each time, no matter when I face the collective unconscious student or Li Jingtian, he always feels that there is still a conviction to overcome everything. However, now, as if Something left with Song Shengsheng's death. Not only did he have no faith, he also lost hope.

Xing Conglian put his hands on his shoulders and overlooked the whole city with him: "I'm sorry."

Hearing this, Lin Chen stared blankly at Xun Conglian and asked, "Why?"

"Song Shengsheng's responsibility to die should be borne by me. It has nothing to do with you." Xing Conglian looked at him deeply and did not give him any chance of exhortation. "In fact, your hunch was not wrong. I did not fully believe and support it. Your judgment, specifically, in fact, I have a lot of ways to help you see Song Shengsheng in advance, such as forcibly breaking into Song Shengsheng's residence, it was my incomplete effort that caused this consequence. "

He spoke warmly but sadly. That was the first time Lin Chen saw Xing Conglian speak in a regretful tone, but that was not self-blame, but in his words, he was taking responsibility.

Lin Chen didn't care about the words said by Xunlian, but when he stared at Xunlian, he found that Xunlian was very, very sad at the moment. It was only then that he found out that in his mind, he always believed that Xinglian was powerful and unbeatable, but in fact Xinglian was also a human and would be sad. Lin Chen thought that even for Xinglian He should be a little stronger.

He suppressed the painful emotions again, and instead said to Xun Lianlian, "Let's not bother to take responsibility."

Xun Lianlian gave him a hesitant look, as if to look for his true emotions in his eyes, but Lin Chen thought, after all, he was more professional: "I don't think Song Shengsheng will commit suicide."

He quickly used the topic to draw the attention of Conglian.

"So, what were you looking for ..." Xing Conglian frowned, and asked, "that symbol?"

Lin Chen nodded.

"Did you see Song Shengsheng's fingers? He kept drawing the symbol before he could get his fingers rubbed like that. He reminded himself to stick to it, even in the dark prison life, why did he die? Before he can get what he wants? "Lin Chen looked back. There were no people around them, but he still kept his voice down." I think there must be something wrong here. "

"But you didn't find that &."

"Yeah, this is what I don't understand very much." Lin Chen continued, "Although I have never met him, I am probably the person who knows him best in the world. People choose to commit suicide, mostly thinking Can death be used to relieve the pain, but Song Shengsheng has experienced the painful torture of Li Jingtian, the hopeless life in prison, he can endure hardships and endure pain, I do n’t even know, there is no other pain in this world that he cannot bear ? "

"That is to say, there are two possibilities now. First, someone forced him to commit suicide. Second, there is something worse than his life in jail, so that he can no longer persist, and this pain can even defeat him. With love ... "

Lin Chongdun's words made Xunlian unbearable, but he still shook his head: "I'm not sure whether he was forced to commit suicide, but I think he may not have died because he couldn't bear the pain." Put it lightly on Xun Conglian's neck, wiped the past and said seriously: "This is just a feeling, but you see, choosing a throat cut is almost the fastest way to die in the world. If it goes well, he will be in ten seconds. Death inside, no matter what prompted him to commit suicide, he was determined to die, and no one could fight. "

Xing Conglian asked: "Then I change the question. In addition to the shortest death time, why did he choose to cut the throat? This really makes me think of what Li Jingtian did."

"I don't know." Lin Chen felt a headache again, everything seemed to be inextricably linked, but he couldn't penetrate the thick blood and see everything, "Li Jingtian will arrive today, of course we have a chance Ask him face to face, but first of all, no matter what he chooses to die, I suspect Ano is wrong. "

From the earliest phone call, Aino had some unexplained hostility to him.

Although he also agreed that the reason why Xiang Ye was dissatisfied with him was because he had turned Song Shengsheng's pain away in the past, he still suspected that it was behind Xiang Ye that he was prevented from meeting Song Sheng Sheng.

Xing Conglian glanced at him and said, "Song Shengsheng is dead, and the hotel surveillance video also proves that Song Sheng was in his room when Song Shengsheng died. We have no evidence to prove that he has a problem."

"Indeed, not only do we have no evidence, we have no direction to look for evidence." Lin Chen paused for a moment. "But it can't be said that there is no direction at all. The reason why I think Aino is very problematic is just now, Xiang Ye wanted to push me to blame for causing suicide. "Lin Chen smiled bitterly." I don't want to take responsibility. In fact, I am probably the most responsible person in the world besides you for his death. But at least it is not time for us to make summary statements and self-conviction. "

"But on the surface now, Aino is very good with Song Shengsheng. To prove your point, the first thing to do is to prove that Amino is not as good as he did. He either hurt Song Shengsheng or persecuted Song Shengsheng, which indirectly led to Song Shengsheng's suicide. "Xun Conglian mentioned a very crucial question," How can you prove this? "

Lin Chen shook his head: "I don't know. There may be problems that we can't imagine right now, but I know that if Aino really wants me to take responsibility, his next step is to find a witness to prove that Song Shengsheng's cause of death lies with me. Then The huge public opinion offensive made me the target of criticism. Then, when they start to act, they may also start to make mistakes. "

"For example, find the psychologist who treated Song Shengsheng?" Xing Conglian asked.