Criminal Psychology

Probably after the old man said that sentence.

An electric three-wheeler came in the direction of Hongjing Municipal Bureau against the flow of people.

Although the afternoon was about to end, the sun outside the building was still very bright, and the number of police officers at the gate of the city bureau did not decrease.

"Lao Zhang, come and check the parcel!"

The brother of ShunShui Express stopped the tricycle and knocked on the window of the gatekeeper of Hongjing Police Station. He snarled.

"Take it lightly," said the old guard Zhang, turning over a newspaper and speaking slowly.

The brother immediately whispered, looked nervously into the courtyard of the Municipal Bureau, and began to move the courier out of his trolley one by one. uncle?"

Master Zhang has been the gatekeeper of the city bureau for ten years, and has a wealth of anti-reconnaissance capabilities, so he will not reveal it because of a small express delivery.

He pushed away his rattan chair, walked out of the guard room with his hands on his back, and said, "No, that's a big case every day."

He crouched down, checking the name and phone on each courier for suspiciousness like a king inspector soldier.

If he finds a problem, he has the right to call someone out or throw the mail through the x-ray machine.

Especially at critical moments like now, his inspections are even more careful.

Shun Shui's courier brother finally moved all the courier parts, and there was still a fire.

Xiaoge hummed and wiped the sweat, returned to the black-painted electric tricycle again, and took out a few letters from the post bag hanging on the electric car's faucet, fanning them like a fan , Huang Xiaoyou handed it to Lao Zhang.

The janitor has thick cocoons on his hands. If the brother Shun Shui observes it carefully, he will find that the cause of those cocoons is entirely caused by firearms and not by any kind of repairman.

The moment the letter arrived, the policeman's cheerful janitor changed his eyes.

The four printed letters belonging to the social security center's collection account and credit card repayment were also mixed with something else, and were clearly different from those written by the unified machine.

The janitor took out a sweat-stained handkerchief from his front pocket, put it between his fingers, and slowly pulled out the letter.

The envelope is made of kraft paper, and behind it is a blood-red varnished seal.

On the front, it was written with handsome flowers—Hongjing City received a few words from the sentence.

In the sun, some of the fonts are reflective and very fuzzy.

...

Xun Lian didn't get this letter for the first time, not because he was in a meeting with the senior management, but because the situation has not yet reached his control.

Arriving before the letter was the first wave of public opinion.

The network department area in the lobby was very shameless.

The first person to jump was the dynasty.

Although he was wearing a peaked cap very naively indoors, in his professional field, young people revealed that he had full control over his age.

He chewed the lemon-flavored chewing gum, looked at the several display screens around, and glanced at the surging data stream. He didn't even need to input any instructions, and he had already made a preliminary judgment on the development.

The young man frowned, but Hitomi could not see any tension and anxiety.

He patted the shoulder of the person next to him, motioned to the other side's temporary post, and then he rushed directly to the small glass room at the end of the hall.

"Boss, there is something online!"

Regardless of how many provincial and ministerial officials were seated in the glass room, Wang Chao didn't even knock on the door, and after he opened it, he reported directly to Xunlian.

Xunlian paused for a moment, giving Minister Shen the opportunity to ask "what happened".

The dynasty pursed its lips.

Xun Lian nodded to him.

After receiving the instructions, he rushed to the computer in the corner of the glass room and opened the notebook connected to the home screen.

Another display panel embedded in the wall next to the glass plate lights up at a glance, and the ice blue light makes people feel uncomfortable for a while.

But the young man didn't notice the other people in the room, he was completely immersed in his cold and accurate computing world.

He gathered the data from the main control room, and several histograms appeared on the screen. These are public opinion monitoring software belonging to government departments. They look rustic but easy to operate.

The dynasty selected the "bad words" section. In the next second, all the histograms became colorful, but they continued to climb like the body of a poisonous snake.

"Thirty seconds ago, the combination of online keywords 'bet' and 'poisoning' exploded at an exponential level." The dynasty explained, and quickly dragged the mouse to move to the next screen.

Instantly, a nebula-like picture of the Big Bang appeared, and countless small white dots appeared on the dark blue scene.

Dynasty points open source data in the middle of the nebula.

It was a Weibo. The sender's ip was located in a shopping mall in a certain city, and the flow of people was huge. It was difficult to determine who actually sent the Weibo in a short time.

Only three pictures were posted on Weibo, with no text. Apparently the sender knew the network monitoring system well.

The first picture is the result of a dark network vote hidden by the police. It is a screenshot, so the time is displayed in the lower right corner of the desktop.

The second one is the scene of a riot in the clothing market in Meicun City. The photos are strangely angled. Some people raise their wrists to expose the stainless steel surface in the lower left corner. The flow of people in the market is completely blurred.

The third photo has no time. It is a cold and programmatic notice. It is a security inspection notice issued by the superior department to various subway exits in Meicun City.

Obviously, these three pictures are put together to imply a message: before the Meicun clothing market happened, senior government officials had learned that Meicun was about to be attacked. They had made many plans and even succeeded. The problem of the railway station was circumvented, but this information was concealed from the public, so that the clothing market tragedy occurred.

I have to say that the sender of Weibo is the master of public opinion hype.

He directly targeted the tragedy at government departments, implying that the government is suspected of concealing information from the public. After all, there is no more hype that can attract public interest than scolding the government.

The young man did all this, looked up, his eyes sharp, and asked only three words: "What to do?"

"Do you still need to ask? Of course, there is control under guidance!"

"How to control?" He asked, as if he was going to talk to the public opinion experts in the superior department, he made a few typical remarks.

——I rely, this is too abnormal.

— Isn't this a terrorist attack? Mom's all day □□□□, something didn't dare to let it go when something happened.

——Crazy, these people!

-What is the URL? I had to cast Hongjing to death. It would have been unsightly to see Hongjing's idiots.

Just as the dynasty adjusted the data, the volume of the nebula on the screen expanded a lot.

Public opinion experts slammed the table: "Explain to the public that the government knew in advance that the attack was about to happen and had prepared a plan. To prevent panic and the need for case detection, the overall incident was not notified to the public. The relevant situation is still underway During the investigation, please believe that the police have the ability to solve the case. In addition to the official announcement, do not listen to the rumors ... and ... "He groaned for a moment," the source number must be sealed and the person involved in the case must be tracked. Need I teach you more? "

The dynasty did not obey, and the attitude of the young man was obvious. He only listened to one person in the small glass room.

The punishment began to look directly at Minister Shen, and since the dynasty came in, the old man who was over a year old had a bad face.

"I know what you're thinking, but in the absence of conclusive evidence, they prejudice the public and threaten the stability of the society. What if the criminals are pregnant?" The old man paused and said, "Xiao Liu's plan Is the most secure, you give me focus on solving the case ... "

Xun Lian wanted to speak, but it was then that Zhang Xiaolong became the second person to interrupt the meeting.

The policewoman carried the bag of evidence and was no longer as shy and timid as before: "Squadron, the gatekeeper received a letter addressed to you." She lifted the envelope and said, "It has been checked and there is no powder in it. object."

Xun Lian nodded calmly and took the evidence bag.

At the same time, the dynasty clicked on the last message on the embedded screen behind him.

——The owner of Po will give you a way to vote online. Let's vote for Yongchuan together!

...

The same letter was sent to Fengchun TV at the same time as the letter was received from the prison.

The only difference is that mail delivery is not by old-school means of delivery.

The letters appeared in mass mail in the mailbox of each employee of the news editorial department of Fengchun TV Station.

Some people treat it as spam without opening it, but some people, driven by the subject, click the entire email, which is made into a letter animation.

Like the magic was lifted instantly, the fire paint fell, the animated emails stood up, and then they opened it by themselves.

The black sculpted fountain pen character falls into each pair of dark pupils.

For the first two minutes many people were eager to open the letter, no one spoke.

But after the first reading, the bewilderment and incomprehension were soon swallowed up by a frosty thriller atmosphere.

The chaos of pushing the tables and chairs echoed in the collective office. People with fast-eyed eyes have taken screenshots to save the messages, and even some people raised their phones to start taking pictures.

The editor-in-chief rushed out of the independent office and yelled at the entire office: "What are you doing, taking screenshots and uploading them to social media, afraid the police will not come knocking?"

But the next moment, the flash and shutter clicked softly, like the best mockery.

The editor's face turned pale.

Seeing this, the editor who did not hold back the photo with courage raised his hand and courageously said, "Boss, this is the news of Tianda. We will report it if we don't report to Youtai. It is not the police who give us bonuses ..."

The editor-in-chief was captivated, his face was gloomy, but it looked like that, but he couldn't find anything to refute.

At this moment, the reporter who had been refreshing Weibo in the corner shouted: "bas TV has sent ws!"