Criminal Psychology

The hospital emergency department building was flooded by media reporters.

This may be a bit exaggerated, but now is the era of new media, many people can do live broadcasts with their mobile phones, and you can hardly tell who these people have more influence than traditional reporters. Journalists and photographers with a logo microphone are at the front, while some with a recording pen are at the back, and at the periphery are onlookers who don't know exactly what happened.

Secretary Chen is being surrounded by groups, like a flat boat on the cusp of the wind. Before Lin Chen approached, he heard someone asking with a recording pen.

"Are the director and city leaders here? When will the conference be held?"

Secretary Chen said, "The director is comforting the wounded and presiding over the investigation of the case. Please be calm."

The reporter also asked: "Consolation to the wounded, what about the casualties?"

Secretary Chen froze for a moment, a look of overwhelming expression on his face, and the reporter quickly recorded this moment with a flash.

Lin Chen quickly walked two steps, raised some cuffs, patted Secretary Chen's shoulder, cut him in front of him, and replied on his behalf: "In the violent incident at the barbecue booth in Gulou Community, three people were injured, two of whom were more injured. Heavy, a police officer died for work. "

The moment he spoke, the flashing lights rushed up, Lin Chen curled up, sweeping across the faces of all the people on the steps, most of them were expressive or excited or serious reporters, and a few were curious, but no one was proud or extreme. Indifferent expression ...

So the killer apparently didn't mingle with the crowd watching the interview.

...

Probably when Lin Chen stepped out of the emergency building and stood in front of the media, Huang Ze just drove the car into the parking lot outside the hospital.

Dark night is the best background, and the white corridor of the hospital is more like a reflector, so he can clearly see that Lin Chen's face is thinner than the day he left, but in that flash of light, Lin Chen did not look pale Skinny, with an alternative, proud beauty.

Huang Ze is very clear that his current eyes are rude in ordinary terms, but to be honest, he really can't let it go. This kind of tearing and tangling is driving him crazy. Huang Ze looked indifferently at the flashing lights in the distance, but clenched his hands tightly to the steering wheel.

...

Lin Chen did not see Inspector Huang and his car nearby, because the reporters in front of him were all fierce and fierce.

"Is the police concealing to the public the true cause of the injuries?"

"No." Lin Chen replied very simply, but didn't say anything.

The reporter who asked him a question paused for a while, apparently did not expect that he was not going to explain it.

"However, witnesses said that the barbecue stall owner and the customer were zombies, biting each other crazy!" The reporter then asked aloud, and directly grasped the most explosive problem.

"It is true that as you said, there were brawls and bitings among diners. You already know the truth of the scene. Why do you think the police have concealed it?"

"I mean zombies, are there zombies in Hongjing District!" The reporter said excitedly.

"I don't know where you got it from, like Lenovo." Lin Chen did not have any accidents, and remained calm: "But I think the family members of the wounded must not want to hear your guess. In addition to the dead police officers, life detection equipment It shows that all the wounded have normal vital signs and therefore do not meet the definition of zombies in the usual sense of science fiction. "

Lin Chen emphasized the science fiction story.

At this moment, the reporter who was standing on the other side said: "Sorry this police officer, please allow me to interrupt you. I heard your answer just now, and think you have been thinking about him, but he has not answered. Our media and the public are most concerned. "Compared with the previous one, this reporter is more peaceful, but also more difficult to deal with.

"Please." Lin Chen nodded in homage to the other party, with a gentle attitude.

...

Huang Ze couldn't listen to what Lin Chen said, but only looked at Lin Chen's unrestrained behavior and the kind of calm face that made Taishan fall in front without changing its color. In fact, he didn't understand whether his emotions towards Lin Chen were love or hate. To be precise, he even thought that he hated Lin Chen so much that he always remembered this person, when a person appeared too frequently , It is easy for you to have the illusion. Huang Ze forced himself to look away from Lin Chen's face. In order to find something to do for himself, he began to search the crowd for the annoying figure of Xun Lian Lian, but he also had nothing to gain.

At this moment, his co-pilot door was suddenly opened, Huang Ze suddenly looked to the side, and a figure sat in the car with a smell of smoke.

Huang Ze realized who the man was, clenched his fists, and his blue forehead protruded.

"Inspector Huang."

The person sitting in the car without permission leaned on the back of the chair, looked at him with a dim green and cold eyes, but said with a smile.

Huang Ze said, "The Captain of the Criminal Team is not invited, isn't it good?"

"It's better than Inspector Huang and others going crazy before reporters, of course, mainly because he doesn't want to see you."

Xinglian even said that he was referring to Lin Chen, especially when Xinglian bite the word "he" more intimately than other words. Only from this detail Huang Ze realized that Lin Chen and Xinglian were linked together. .

"Get out of the car." Huang Ze immediately realized that he was dysfunctional, and his expression was slightly cold, and he did not hesitate to condemn Xunlian.

"Chat, Inspector Huang." Xing Conglian said, and he took out the cigarette to point.

"Don't let me say it again."

"What should I do if I get off the bus and your business is not good for shareholders, right?" Xun Lianlian held down a lighter, and the flames flashed.

Thinking of the gray hair that his father and elder brother had soared today, Huang Ze suddenly raised his eyes and glared at Xun Lianlian: "Xun Conglian, don't you think your method is too good?" "Like doing your business?" Lian Lian laughed, "I think it's okay, the mall is like a battlefield."

Xing Cong used the face of a sister-in-law who said, "You can't blame me if you have less money." Huang Ze wanted to punch his face with pride.

"So what exactly do you want to do?"

Xing Conglian didn't speak, but just took a transparent headset from his ear, put it on the dashboard of the car, and then looked at the headset and said to him, "Listen."

Although Huang Ze was hesitant, he stuck his headset in his ear.

...

At the entrance of the emergency building, on the steps, Lin Chen pressed the headset and heard that voice appeared intermittent. However, these people couldn't think carefully what Xunlian Clan and Huang Ze were talking about.

The previous reporter asked in a very stern tone: "Excuse me, why are diners fighting, biting each other, and even police officers giving their precious lives?"

Lin Chen nodded and said in the most popular media terms: "It is only one hour since the case was opened. The specific reason is that the police are still investigating."

"Meaning that the police don't know anything?" The reporter revealed a sly expression of a prey stepping into a trap, and continued: "As far as I know, many police officers of Hongjing Police Force were near the scene before the incident. At the time of the incident, even police officers fired shots. So the police can quickly control the situation and prevent the situation from deteriorating, is that so? "

Lin Chen nodded: "It's true."

"So why did the police suddenly appear near the Gulou neighborhood? May I take it that the police have received some information in advance without informing the local residents?"

Lin Chen didn't seem too excited by such a worried question, he still calmly answered: "The police encountered a sudden situation in Gulou District during a routine arrest operation." Lin Chen moved forward Taking a step, frankly, "If we know in advance that such evils will occur in Gulou District, we will be equipped with more adequate police forces, instead of just watching our colleagues die for work."

"Listening to you, it seems to be that the police have no ability to guarantee the safety of the people. So where does the taxpayer's money go?" The reporter pushed the black-rimmed glasses, like what can always be captured A good hunter with a weak prey will accidentally step into the trap he has already laid out.

Lin Chen paused for a moment and then seriously asked, "Where do you work?"

The reporter with black-rimmed glasses froze, and then spoke inconceivably, sarcasticly: "Are you ready to settle accounts with me afterwards?"

Lin Chen replied lightly: "No, I just want to know from you your basic salary and bonus every month."

"I have no need to answer this question."

"I understand." Lin Chen glanced at each other from top to bottom and said, "Looking at your age and the logo of the microphone on your hand, I can judge that you are working with Hongjing TV. You are about 35 years old this year, you are questioning I was very impressed at the time, indicating that you should be aggressive in your work, so according to the general salary of Hongjing reporter plus your personal ability bonus amount, I estimate that your annual salary is about 22w, and the tax paid is three Eighteen thousand yuan a year. "

"This is my personal *!" The reporter raised the volume and was very nervous. This response shows that Lin Chen's guess is indeed correct.

"Nothing, I just want to tell you that the policeman who died today is named An Guo. According to national standards, his pension standard is 20 times the disposable income of urban residents in the country in the previous year plus his 40-month salary. Last year, the national per capita disposable income was 31,195 yuan, 20 times or about 620,000 yuan. An Guo's basic monthly salary was 4,200 yuan, and 40 months' salary was less than 180,000. The compensation for the family members' performance at one time is about 800,000. This is the final value of the life of a criminal police officer, which is probably your salary for 4 years. "Lin Chen paused," Convert it again, his life is probably worth The total amount of tax you have worked for 21 years. "

"What do you mean!"

"I just tell you the truth, where are the taxes you pay?" Lin Chen and Lin Chen said calmly, looking at the tall buildings in the distance and the deeper night sky above the tall buildings. "But I actually think that these things can't be helped. Measured in money. "

No reporter at the scene said anything, and the night became silent again.

"Do you have any other questions?" Lin Chen finally asked.

...

Huang Ze took out the earplugs, wrapped it with his palm, looked at Xun Conglian, and raised an eyebrow.

"It's over?" Xun Conglian asked.

Huang Ze handed things over: "I'm done, the Captain can tell me clearly, what exactly do you want to express?"

Xing Cong shrugged his shoulders and did not immediately insert the headset back. Instead, he said in a light tone, "I didn't want to express anything, just like how good my boyfriend is to show off."

Huang Ze stared at Xun Conglian, thinking that his hearing had hallucinations, how could there be such a brazen person in the world.

Xun Lianlian didn't care, he pulled the door and was ready to step down. At this moment, he seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around, and patted Huang Ze's shoulder, saying, "He is really good , So I can understand how upset you are, really. "

Huang Ze wanted to shake off Conglian's hand, but such an action would take the sentence of Conglian. The hand pressed on his shoulder quickly pulled away, just as the door was about to be thrown, Huang Ze said: "Xing Conglian, I thought the same as you four years ago, really."