Criminal Psychology

The dynasty came to report the next morning at eight o'clock.

The young man held the mind to scare them, without even knocking on the door, and twisted the door handle to break in.

But the scene inside the door is actually not as bad as his thinking.

When the dynasty came in like a thief, Lin Chen was turning on the bedside lamp and reading a less interesting magazine. He looked up at the crappy little comrade and found that the other party petrified in front of the sofa.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen asked softly.

The young man lifted the petrification and pointed to the disassembled sofa bed with great disappointment.

On the sofa bed, Xun Congzheng covered a thin blanket and slept with his head and clothes on. He slept very deeply, and even the movement of the dynasty pushing in the door did not wake him up.

Lin Chen explained: "I went to the police station to work overtime again yesterday, and only came back at five in the morning."

Hearing his voice, the dynasty lifted the petrification.

The young man took the breakfast bag and sat down at the bed table. There was something he couldn't stop saying, but the smirk in his eyes couldn't be hidden: "Brother Achen, I didn't mean that, the boss actually sleeps on the sofa?"

Lin Chen put down the magazine and started researching today's breakfast takeaway, asking the dynasty: "Is there anything wrong?"

The dynasty sneaked into his ear and looked at a sleeping gentleman on the bed and asked him, "Is there something wrong with Xun Xie, brother Chen, tell me quietly?"

Lin Chen calmly opened the disposable bamboo chopsticks, opened the best Xu Ji porridge shop, preserved egg and lean meat porridge lunch box, and finally answered, "Should not."

The dynasty smiled and said, "How do you know?"

Lin Chen didn't know when this little comrade started to become so gossip. He drank his porridge and said slowly: "dynasty ..."

"Eh!"

"Don't ask anymore."

"why!"

"I'm afraid you will be irritated." Lin Chen said, also opened a bowl of porridge for the dynasty, took off the double chopsticks and passed.

The dynasty opened his mouth in surprise, his face full of distaste, a confused face doubting life, and finally he could only start to drink congee obediently.

The smell of breakfast porridge came to me, Lin Chen sniffed lightly, always feeling that the taste in the air was not right. He looked to the dynasty, only to realize that the boy still wore the black punk burnt cotton t-shirt that had been patched a few days ago, and the boy was smelling the smell of smoke.

So Lin Chen was puzzled and asked, "You didn't go home last night?"

"Ah, no, I went to an Internet cafe last night." Wang Chao said happily.

Lin Chen frowned: "Did anyone clean the house?"

"It should be, but I didn't go back to see it, the Internet cafe can eat and sleep, and lol, isn't it?" Wang Chao said, taking out three more crispy beef pie from the breakfast bag, "And I The Internet cafe I went to had a bathroom, hehe heh, it's amazing. "

"Don't sleep in an Internet cafe in the future, so why open a hotel?"

"Ah Ah Chen, you don't have to worry. I mainly go to the Internet cafe to watch the surveillance video. I can drive ten machines to watch it together. Fat stomach is cool." He said, and patted his thigh with excitement. Yes, there is such a mysterious hoodie man! "

Lin Chen looked up and asked, "What's wrong with the mysterious hoodie man?"

"During the time of the crime, a suspicious mysterious hoodie man stayed in the European castle area of ​​Hongjing Paradise. He also went to the scene of the crime scene and left in a hurry!"

The dynasty bit his chopsticks and jumped out of bed, saying that the wind was rain, and quickly connected the computer to the TV.

Lin Chen held chopsticks and stared at the monitoring picture in the TV.

On the bench outside the European castle in Hongjing Paradise, a strange person who seemed to be playing with a mobile phone did appear.

The man wore a hoodie, bowed his head from beginning to end, and did not look at the rest of the place, as if the content on the mobile phone was extremely interesting, so he was immersed in it from beginning to end. And at a certain point, the hoodie man suddenly stood up and left the bench without hesitation.

Lin Chen noticed the time displayed at the bottom of the screen, which was exactly 10:15, 8 minutes after Stancome was stabbed to death.

It seems that this is the agreed time, Lin Chen thought so.

But ... what should I say, Lin Chen looked at the figure of the mysterious hoodie man leaving in the mouth of the Dynasty, unable to explain this feeling in his heart.

Although this case does seem like Stancom is going to meet someone secretly in Paradise, but when they find evidence to support the inference, the inference itself has a strange sense of absurdity.

There are countless ways to convey information in modern society, why should Stancome choose the most primitive joint activities ...

Seeing him not talking for a long time, the dynasty suddenly said, "What's wrong, brother Chen?"

Lin Chen held the porridge bowl in front of him: "This is too simple."

"Ah, where is the simple?" The dynasty is unknown.

"It was too easy for us to find this connector."

The dynasty said: "But, without your analysis of the action of falling to the ground, I just can't find this‘ mysterious hoodie man ’by looking at the right eye!”

The dynasty was obsessed with the job of nicknamed the mysterious person. Lin Chen nodded his head and asked: "Have you ever thought about why they chose this mysterious spy-style joint?"

"Because all Stancom's electronic communications are monitored, as well as mobile phones and computers, so he has to come and see this person in person?"

"But anyway, since they have agreed to meet here, they always need to contact the first time. How did he contact this first time?"

"Well?" The dynasty was speechless for a moment, "It makes sense."

"Two possibilities. First, the contact person is an acquaintance of Stancom, who had talked face to face and agreed to meet here; second, he knew the middleman and spoke with the contact person; third ... ... "

"What about the third possibility?"

"The third possibility is that he called this person directly without anyone calling, and the two parties agreed to meet here."

At this moment, the punishment from Liansheng sounded: "The first possibility is almost non-existent, and Hongjing Paradise has monitoring and buys tickets. If it is an acquaintance looking for a place where the streets and lanes are not monitored, You have to come here, you are not in love. "

Lin Chen turned her head, and saw that Xun Conglian had climbed up from the sofa bed, and half-dreamed and stunned his face.

Xun Conglian glanced at the screen, and said, while hooking his fingers at the dynasty. Probably it was just that Conglian even said bad things, so this time the dynasty offered food very dog-legged.

"Why not sleep more?" Lin Chen asked.

"We will go to Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical later, about nine thirty." Xun Conglian said.

As soon as Lin Chen was about to speak, Conglian added to the sentence: "You have a full-body checkup at eleven o'clock today, and you stay in the hospital obediently."

"It's okay, I can do the whole body check by myself, don't hurry to rush back." Lin Chen said.

The dynasty interrupted them: "It's not necessarily not in love ..." He said, "After all, the times are open. The mysterious hoodie man may be Stan Kang's secret lover!"

Lin Chen reluctantly glanced at the young man: "Don't you say that this mysterious hoodie man has finally been to the scene where Stan Kang was killed?"

"Yes indeed!"

"Take the live video out."

The dynasty nodded. When the man arrived at the scene, the police and the park security guards had arrived. The cordon had already been pulled up, and most of the crowd were watching from the outside.

The mysterious hoodie man in the mouth of the dynasty did indeed go outside the cordon, but he only stayed at the scene for a short time, and left after confirming his condition.

"How do you feel?" Lin Chen asked the dynasty.

"Uh ... I can't even say it." The Dynasty replied.

"If it was a lover, one side died, the other side only kept it ..." Lin Chen counted the number of seconds that the hoodie was full and saw Stancon's body until it left, and continued, "It only lasted less than 10 seconds. During the pauses and shocks, is it reasonable to have body language without the usual sad state of covering your mouth? "

"Well ..." The dynasty was tangled again, "Is this person I found sure to be the one Stan Kang wants to see, why did Dr. Stan Kang have an obsession until he died, but this one left casually? ? "

"Congratulations, Comrade Wang, you finally found out what the problem is!" Xun Conglian laughed. "And the video you found not only reflects that the connection person doesn't care much about Stan Kang's life or death, but also the connection person. Not so professional. "

"Boss, what do you mean by unprofessional?"

"Meaning, the spying activities that can be photographed by the surveillance are called unprofessional." Xun Cong even took a bite of beef patties and asked, "Did you photograph his face?"

"He keeps his head down while walking, and the hoodie covers it, so he hasn't photographed it yet. Is this professional OK?"

Xun Conglian didn't comment on this: "Is the paradise surveillance too bad? Haven't you met a master who can avoid surveillance video all the way?"

The dynasty was blocked and speechless: "Why is Stancom mysteriously coming to see this unprofessional in Paradise, and killing him for this!"

"Then you have to investigate from the two or three possibilities raised by your elder brother Chen, first filter Stancom ’s recent communication records to see if he has dialed a number of calls that have never been dialed. No results. Expand the search a bit and see if he's ever used a public phone or something ... "

"I see!" The dynasty shouted, and then lowered it again. "If you use a public telephone, wouldn't it be a haystack? You can only conclude by analyzing Stan Kang's daily whereabouts."

"So I mean that this project can be concluded without much progress, because since Stancome was killed, which of the three possibilities do you think is the biggest?"

"Second, there may be a middleman. The middleman leaks secrets, causing Stankang to be stabbed to death." The dynasty replied.

"What does Advisor Lin think?" Xing Lian asked his head around.

"Not exactly right."

"Oh?"

"Rather than appearing a leaker, this may be a loyalty test in itself." Lin Chen looked at the gloomy TV screen. "The killer can figure out Stan Kang ’s course of action yesterday, accurately intercept him, and prepare to fully kill one Killed, and finally escaped smoothly. There was no adequate preparation for this. The so-called connector was likely to be just a bait. Someone dug a pit and put a tempting bait in the pit. Stan Kang undoubtedly jumped in, and was finally pierced by the sharp blade in the pit. "

Lin Chen's voice was getting colder.

The dynasty took a breath.

Xing Cong gently scratched his throat with his index finger, revealing a very cautious and alert look.