Criminal Psychology

In the old house of Yan Jiaxiang, Lin Chen put his mobile phone on the coffee table.

The battle they had set up to discuss Zhou Rui's medicine has not been confiscated, and a lot of cushions are placed on the carpet.

Lin Chen was unwilling to go to bed and sat down casually on the ground. There was nothing he could do about the sentence, and he could only push many cushions behind him.

However, he entered the room with his front foot and took a blanket, and the dynasty rushed into the door with his feet behind, and threw the schoolbag beside Lin Chen very indifferently, trying to throw on the pile of cushions.

"Stay away from your brother, Achen." Xing Conglian held the blanket and stared at the dynasty, warning seriously.

The dynasty was still panting, because his face became very white because of the violent running, and he didn't care about his tone at all. He lay down, leaning on the cushion on Lin Chen's hand, and yelled towards the ceiling: "I rely on ... Rely on ... Boss, do you have humanity ... I ... I came back by taxi ... 100 meters sprint! "

"Are you tired and get away with conflict?" Xing Conglian interrupted him, "I don't know if your elder brother Chen is not well, what should he do if he is pressed against him?"

Listening to what he said, the dynasty mumbled and stood up, looked at Lin Chen up and down, and seriously asked, "Is there any inconvenience for Brother A Chen's body, hasn't that drug's effect subsided yet?"

Xing Conglian was afraid that Lin Chen would be shy, and rushed to take him away, but when he pulled the neck of the dynasty, he heard Lin Chen said, "It's okay, normal, normal homosexuality, and unwell after love. "

The dynasty heard words like lightning strikes. He opened his mouth to look at Lin Chen, and the gum in his mouth almost fell out.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen touched the boy's hair behind him.

The dynasty then reacted, his face flushed red, and he stood up timidly, saying nothing: "I, I, I, Brother Achen, boss, this beast!"

Xing Lian was inexplicably yelled at him, and saw that the dynasty rushed into the toilet like the wind and walked the wrong place, and then rushed out of the toilet and drank under the kitchen tap to drink water.

Xing Conglian finally stooped down and had the opportunity to spread a blanket over Lin Chen. He half-knelt in front of Lin Chen and whispered, "Why are you so straightforward?"

Lin Chen grabbed his neck, kissed him, and asked, "Why are you so shy?"

His lover's eyes are quiet and gentle, and his eyelashes are so long as to want to kiss. Now it is definitely a wonderful picture to put it down on the carpet. Although he should have done what should not be done, at this moment, Xun Cong even wanted to rush into the toilet to calm down.

After Lin Chen finished speaking, probably thinking that something would happen again, he let go of him, and bluntly shouted at the young man drinking water in the kitchen and shouted: "Dynasty, water will wait for a while, I have something important to find you. "

"Oh!" The dynasty whispered in the kitchen, and the little pet rushed out, squatting beside Lin Chen obediently.

No need to pave the way, Lin Chen said directly: "When I woke up in the morning, I received a text message."

Lin Chen said, put her hand on the coffee table and turned on the phone.

A text message appeared on the white smartphone screen, and the letter was still in red, showing that it had not been disassembled.

Looking at the sentence, Lien looked down. The sender was a long string of numbers that did not look like a phone number. The content of the text message was also a string of characters.

---- 30: 1103-1126

The dynasty came to the table, glanced at the phone, changed his posture of sitting cross-legged, and seemed to be shy. He deliberately kept a distance from Lin Chen and said, "Brother Achen, is it a fraud message? Brother Achen Do n’t worry, I helped you to take off that bastard's underpants. ”

Lin Chen shook her head and pushed the phone in front of the young man: "You look carefully, but don't open the text message first."

The dynasty picked up the mobile phone and looked at it from left to right, and then he tucked the phone into his mouth and tasted it. He was still very confused: "Then, why don't I check your phone for poison or track down the source of this text message? ? "

"What's wrong?" Xing Conglian held his hand, but Lin Chen shrank his fingers. This subconscious physiological reaction made Xing Conglian feel that Lin Chen was afraid of something, and he immediately sank.

The text message that can make Lin Chen afraid, regardless of his arrangements, and drove back in three hours by car, is certainly not easy.

Lin Chen shook his hand. Although the palm was very cold, he still kept his emotions restrained.

He looked at the dynasty and asked slowly: "This string of characters, and the number shown on the sender's name, there you are ... I mean in the computer field, does it have a specific meaning, for example, it can be converted into a direct download? document?"

The face of the dynasty wrinkled, and he lay on the table and watched it carefully: "It's not magnetic, and the bitcoin account address is not right, but in fact, this number is really strange. It doesn't match the mobile phone number in the usual sense. It ’s a mass-sending software code. It seems that it has been tampered with ... or should I decode it? ”Said the young man, hesitating slightly.“ But there are so many things to do now. Are you sure I want to solve this? Maybe I tried it. Countless ways, it's just random data for a prank. "

There may be a lot of nonsense in the dynasty, Lin Chen suddenly touched his forehead.

Xing Conglian noticed that Lin Chen seemed a little reluctant at this time. He didn't know why Lin Chen suddenly deteriorated. However, it was obvious that his drugs for obsession could not be metabolized overnight. He shook Lin Chen's hand and did not receive the response he deserved.

"Are you going to rest?" He asked.

"Not for now." Lin Chen raised his eyes sharply, his eyes sharp, "Under what circumstances can I receive an unknown text message, and the other party's number may have been tampered with."

"Ah, that's just a pseudo base station." Wang Chao replied, "The technology is not difficult. There is a host computer and a laptop. The other party doesn't even need to stay by your side. You can drive slowly through a certain area."

Xing Conglian looked at the time of receiving the text message, which clearly showed 21:27.

At this time last night, Lin Chen was receiving treatment at Tzu Chi Hospital.

Xing Conglian said: "If someone knows your mobile phone number, you can use anonymous software to send you a text message, but use a fake base station to tamper with the signal code into a series of special numbers, then this number must have its meaning."

"I think so too." Lin Chen nodded and asked the dynasty again, extremely keen, "Why do you think of a Bitcoin account in the first place?"

"Ah?" Wang Chao shook his head and pulled out his laptop from his backpack. "Because there was a change on deepweb this morning, I just asked the boss if I should monitor it."

"Open me and see." Lin Chen said.

The dynasty struck his finger, flattened the computer, and quickly lit up the screen: "I'm going to talk to the boss this morning, but he doesn't listen to me at all, brother Achen, how can someone tell you Work is so irresponsible! "

"Should." Lin Chen peaced.

The dynasty glared at Lin Chen and said extremely sadly: "A world without love ... I think ... I ... it's time to move."

Lin Chen patted his shoulder, pointed at the computer screen that had been lit again, and said to the dynasty, "Let's work, what happened on the dark web?"

"I wonder if there is a large-scale betting activity, but I don't know what these perverts are playing." Wang Chao gritted his teeth and continued, "But brother Achen, I am in a related post, see On the map of the three provinces around our Hongjing, I think this incident may be related to us. "

In the direction of the dynasty, he continued to penetrate the website like a level-cutting game. In the end, he finally brought up a simple page with green characters on a black background.

The page is full of various money symbols, with an unexpected **** carnival atmosphere.

The dynasty quickly pulled down the webpage and finally reached the post that made him very concerned.

The grammar used by the poster is complicated and difficult to understand. Obviously, he did not have a good education, and his sentence changed from Lian's sight to the outline of the map in the post.

At a glance he recognized that this was indeed a map of the three provinces around Hongjing.

On the map are the coastal provinces of Jiangxia and Zhelin, and the neighboring Yongan Province.

The specific city names and roads are erased from the map on a white background, instead of a lot of small black dots, and connected by lines, like something like a radiation network.

Xing Cong took out his mobile phone and found the maps of the three provinces. They quickly zoomed to a similar size, compared with the burnt white map on the computer screen, and then looked at Lin Chen.

The dots and lines on the map do not show specific cities and roads, but rather pointless dots.

The dynasty was also very confused. He pointed to the poster's words and asked him, "Boss, what does this passage mean?"

"Russian, roughly means-'Balance game on the wire'." Xun Conglian glanced at the post, indifferently.

The dynasty stepped back to the pile of cushions: "What the **** is this, the two diseases are so serious across the country?"

Xing Conglian noticed that when he heard his answer, Lin Chen's eyes became colder and colder, and he wanted to freeze on the map.

Lin Chen's face flashed a bit of pain, his face pale.

Xing Conglian took Lin Chen's hand again, and Lin Chen returned his hand and said briefly: "Give me some time." He solemnly pressed the temple and looked at the dynasty. Possibility, because if you're not familiar with it, it's only me who knows it. "

"I don't understand." Wang Chaomune looked at Lin Chen.

"Sorry, I was just lucky, I hope I can get some other possibilities from you." Lin Chen smiled bitterly at the dynasty. "If I am not wrong, in fact, this number represents a serial publication. Precipitate the literature. "Lin Chen said.

"I trust." The dynasty leaned down again and started typing on the keyboard, as if to look up the literature immediately.

Lin Chen stopped him: "The specific document is only for me to check. It's a waste of time for you to find it. But it is up to the sender to crack it, and we will cooperate with you."

"Who is it?" Xing Conglian asked.

Lin Chen's eyes were deep, his eyebrows closed.

Lin Conglian thought that at this moment, Lin Chen had already guessed.

After he stopped being addicted to suicide, and when he was mentally deranged, it was already clear who was taking the opportunity to send him a message.