Criminal Psychology

Although the Hongjing Library is old, the floor is not low.

The dynasty, holding the notebook, rushed to the top of the building panting, opened the heavy wooden door of the periodical library, and was sneezed by the heavy smell coming from the face.

When he looked away, he could not see the figure, so he shouted, "Boss, Brother Achen, where are you?"

The clear voice of the young man resounded among the floating bookshelves of shadows. Now, except when he went to bed, the time when Xun Conglian was closest to Lin Chen's heart.

He finally understood why Lin Chen always risked his life on too many things, and he probably didn't want to leave the choice to others.

And now, he still has the opportunity to ask Lin Chen, what is a landmine, is it a metaphor, is it a real bomb, or is it just a hypothesis put forward by Huang Weiwei to reassure him, but all the truth has been dropped by the pot from the sky No one knows the fusion of molten steel.

So far, Xunlian thought so.

He stared at Lin Chen's back, determined, and said loudly, "Here, by the window."

Lin Chen heard that there was a slight, almost imperceptible hand-raising gesture, as if wiping away tears, but his hand quickly dropped.

When the dynasty ran behind them, everything seemed to have never happened.

"Boss, Brother Achen received the text message, and indeed pointed to a dark web ..." The young man's words suddenly paused, his eyes flickered across them, as if he felt the strange atmosphere here, his voice said, "Eh ... am I here too early, can I reopen the door and you can prepare ..."

He said he was about to turn around and run again. Xun Cong even frowned, but he didn't relax his emotions for a while, but just stared at Lin Chen.

"Come back." Just then, Lin Chen spoke.

The dynasty paused suddenly, turning embarrassingly: "Brother Achen ..."

In this short moment, Lin Chen has returned to peace.

Xing Conglian looked at Lin Chen, but the other side bowed his head slightly, without any glance at him.

Lin Chen stood up and walked in front of the dynasty, like seeing through the mind of a young man, and said peacefully: "Rest assured, I didn't fight with your boss and broke up."

He regained his usual cleanness and brightness. Xing Conglian finally understood that all the temperaments of Lin Chen were clearly clarified by the darkness.

"Well, let's just say, where is this dog coward from my boss!" The young man smiled brightly, rushed to the desk and sat down, and the forward-looking appearance could dilute all the haze.

Lin Chen, holding a heavy periodical, sat down across the dynasty and said, "The number of senders points to a certain website on the dark web, right?"

All the pain and anger of Shicai disappeared at this time. Lin Chen talked with the dynasty with the conciseness and simplicity.

"Yes brother Chen, I used violent cracking!" The dynasty opened the notebook and turned to Lin Chen at an angle.

In the middle of the picture is a string of red countdowns, and in the lower right corner is a cluster of golden flowers.

The website is too simple and the pixels are very coarse. Although it does not deliberately create a **** feeling, it is because of indifference that it reveals the coldness of ignoring life. Indifference is always more terrible than passion.

The situation is too familiar, and Xun Lian took his sight back and linked the cause and effect before and after. He looked at Lin Chen again, I'm afraid that Lin Chen felt earlier than him, so no matter how difficult he was, Lin Chen had to tell him the story.

"Brother Achen, are they ... the same people we met before?" Wang Chao asked.

Lin Chen raised his eyebrows and thought deeply, and did not answer immediately.

"There is only a series of countdowns on the website, what do you mean?" Xing Conglian switched the subject and asked the dynasty.

"Not just a countdown!"

When the dynasty clicked the center of the screen with the mouse, a similarly simple pop-up window popped up instantly.

The following is the routine that often appears in movies. Since there are pop-ups on websites, of course, there are places where you need to enter a password.

There is only one box on a white background, and a line of simple words-password.

The countdown keeps going back, with 12:32:31 left. However, the unit is not hours, but minutes. If they cannot open the password within 12 minutes, the ghost knows what will happen.

"The front are all gimmicks! Passwords, we need passwords to enter the inside world of the website!" The dynasty knocked on the keyboard. "Brother Achen's password ... should be the part you are responsible for deciphering."

Xing Lianchong dynasty said coldly, "Aren't you a master?"

"Even if I'm a master, I can't violate the laws of nature. You can find me a supercomputer and half a day now. I can break it for you, but within 12 minutes, I can't!"

The dynasty looked like I couldn't do it anymore, what else would he say, Lin Chen finally moved.

Lin Chen slowly flipped the periodical in his hand, turning it to the question page with more than a thousand pages. He reached over and touched the page gently, and said to the dynasty, "You are on the dark web and you see the map of the three provinces near us. ? "

"Ah, right!"

"On the Internet, do our maps appear a lot?"

"OK, but mostly with that sentence!"

"Balance game on the wire," Lin Chen said.

"Yeah!" The dynasty paused and asked, "Will I enter this word and see?"

"How many digits?" Xun Conglian asked.

"11!" Replied the dynasty.

Xing Conglian quickly passed the set of words in his head, then said: "No language can match this set of words with 11 digits."

"Oh ... this way, fortunately I didn't try, otherwise three times this website might explode." Wang Chao murmured.

"No." Lin Chen interrupted him.

"Nothing, why not?" The dynasty was still agitated, and kept asking.

"Because this is a large-scale game that the entire network participates in, the website will not be destroyed." Lin Chen paused, and said, "Can print the map, use a4 paper, if it is not a4, enlarge to a4. "

The dynasty froze: "Yes, but what map do you want, the three provinces around us?"

Lin Chen nodded.

"Would you like a satellite topographic map or an ordinary 2d map?" Wang Chao said as he moved. "Gagou, Dubai or ...?"

"It's the map you found on the dark web."

"Ah?" The dynasty's hand was faster than his brain. He clicked the saved map on the desktop of the computer, and the red and blue lines intertwined like blood, as if showing something.

Lin Chen looked at the picture and said sternly to the dynasty: "Go and print this picture, immediately, immediately."

The dynasty was very smart. Hearing the difference in Lin Chen's tone, he quickly searched for the printer on the internal network, and then rolled out like a gust of wind.

Xun Lian went behind Lin Chen and looked at the picture on the screen.

That plain map, Cheng'an, Jiangxia and Zhelin provinces border each other. Above them are the neighboring cities they can't be more familiar with.

There are dense dots on the map. He counted the points on the map, obviously more than 15.

All black dots are connected by straight lines. If it is not the timing and location of this map, it is easy to be ignored by ghosts such as ordinary forum signatures.

Xun Lian took a deep breath, pressed his hand on Lin Chen's head, and pointed his finger at the collection of periodicals on the table, asking Lin Chen: "Password book?"

"I'm afraid so."

Like the "Discrete Mathematics" commonly used in the suicide case at Yongchuan University, it is clear that the masters behind the scenes have not changed their usual methods.

"So, Song Shengsheng ..."

"It should be controlled by them."

Punishment shuddered from Lian's heart.

"So I said, things will never pass." Lin Chen stared at the screen, but the tone was not sorrowful, but it sounded clear-cut and calm.

Xun Cong bent down, one hand was still resting on Lin Chen's head, the other was hooked on his neck, hug the person, and said briefly in his ear: "I'll be here in the future."

This is probably more like a comrade-in-arm than a lover's hug. Lin Chenwo was in his arms, and finally turned his head, rubbed his cheek, and exhaled slightly with warmth: "I was upstairs in Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical that day , I ’m very sorry, and I have a lot of things before, I ’m very sorry. But if I encounter a similar situation, I should still do that. I have a strong brand in the past, they have decided on me now, and this will never be It will change. "Lin Chen paused. He rarely had any time to organize the sentence, but the current monologue apparently hesitated. He said," But I still hope that you can accept ... accept me like this. "Lin Chen sincerely said.

The punishment was silent for several seconds. He released Lin Chen and stood up, pressing his shoulder, solemnly repeating, "I will be here in the future."

...

When the dynasty entered again, Xun Conglian had already sat beside Lin Chen.

Outside the window was a breeze and a rising sun, and the sound of birds was howling.

There are 8 minutes left in the countdown.

The youth wind generally rushed around and took the printed map on the table. Lin Chen had already pulled out the ballpoint pen from his pocket and pushed it open.

He circled the black dots at the intersections of all the lines on the map and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a dot code. Too complicated and modern encryption tools are not conducive to the widespread dissemination of information to the latter, and , He's an old-fashioned person with a special interest. "

Lin Chen said here, and began to cover the paper with the pencil on the page of the journal: "Dotted code, requiring everyone to have the same decrypted alphabet, this paper is the alphabet. And these widely appear The maps on the dark web are encrypted ciphertexts. The so-called maps and the intersections of all lines are for the purpose of disguising the dot-code ciphertexts and directly excluding them immediately. "

Lin Chen affixed the map paper tightly to the periodical, and the letters on the periodical revealed some of the letters. Sure enough, as Lin Chen said, those small black dots really fit on some specific letters.

Lin Chen used a ballpoint pen to press on the black dots on the map paper, lifted the white paper gently, pierced the paper surface with the pen tip, and tapped on the next page of the journal.

The sentence was counted consecutively, and he happened to poke eleven times.

Finally, Lin Chen opened the paper and reported all the blue dots in order, and said, "The password is-i, n, t, o, t, h, e, d, a, r, k. "

thedark.

Deep into the darkness.