Criminal Psychology

"I thought Shen Lian won't commit suicide. I'm pretty sure ... I didn't want to understand the problem here, so I rushed to do it ..."

Lin Chen Suxu said, she couldn't hear any emotional abnormalities, but Xun Conglian knew that Lin Chen was completely out of order now.

"I pushed her to the limit. I hope she can fight back, and all she can attack us is the information she has."

"She will definitely give us a little sweetness, such as writing the key points of two drugs, before we can die us at the end."

"Isn't that the case with negotiations, you go in and out, Xiao Zhan said they need ideas, and those can also help them shorten their research time ..."

Lin Chen's voice penetrated into Conglian's mind little by little.

These are the procedures that Lin Chen explained to him before sitting in the interrogation room.

What they want is not to focus on total cooperation. What they want is to make small concessions to make greater demands during the negotiation process. Some formulas are good as well as chemical formulas. These ideas can greatly speed up the research time.

All of this is in Lin Chen's complete calculation. In a sense, Lin Chen has already done it, except for the sudden suicide of Shen Lian.

"I thought she would want to meet Duan Wanshan, or make other demands on us, such as letting me jump off the building to change more lives like the beauty, why did she commit suicide?"

"She guessed that Duan Wanshan was dead. How could she not guess that she was so smart."

"But suicide, this is absolutely terrible. She is at ease with her organization. She knows that they will avenge her in a terrible way. There must be a backhand. There must be something I have always ignored.

"The problem is Duan Wanshan. Where is Duan Wanshan's problem ..."

"I knew she was going to commit suicide, but forced her to death step by step. If I had room, she wouldn't have committed such a terrible suicide."

"I think it doesn't matter if she dies ... I do it ... I can be more gentle."

"I killed her."

"A lot of blood ... Xing Conglian ..."

Xun looked at the dark road ahead.

Those calm and incoherent lingers made him touch Lin Chen's helpless and fragile heart again.

He found that since he fell in love with Lin Chen, it seemed that he was experiencing such a day every day.

He stood behind Lin Chen, watching Lin Chen do what he wanted to do, and then watching Lin Chen get bruised by those things. He found that he couldn't even comfort Lin Chen, because after every such thing, Lin Chen got up and patted the ashes on his body and told him "I'm fine".

How could it be all right?

"How could this be?"

"I forced her to death."

"A lot of blood ..."

"What the **** did I ignore?"

Lin Chen kept repeating what she said just now, apologizing to many people, and her voice was getting lower and lower.

Listening to those words, Xun Lian trembled.

Of course, people whose psychological defense mechanism is normal will not blame so many things on themselves. Lin Chen is never a timid person, but ...

Too many times.

Too many lives, and decided to leave in front of Lin Chen, he could only accept passively, and could never prevent anything from happening.

Xing Conglian knew how much Lin Chen wanted to save everyone, even the beauty and Shen Lian. He hoped that they would receive a fair trial rather than death.

But the more so, the fate made Lin Chen always seem to be doing useless work, and he was carrying more and more.

He wants to take responsibility, and he must also take responsibility.

He once felt that Lin Chen rushed to the front countless times, regardless of his life or death, but he did not understand it until Huang Weiwei, because Lin Chen knew that the choice was too difficult, so he preferred to do it by himself. It's that simple to experience what he has experienced.

Xing Conglian held the steering wheel tightly. He opened his eyes and his eyes were red.

He told himself that it was not the time to sink with Lin Chen, he had to be awake, and Lin Chen still needed him.

"Baby," he said.

Lin Chen ignored him, and now the phone was gone without even whispering.

"Dear." He tried to call Lin Chen again.

"Advisor Lin?"

Still no response.

Xun took a deep breath, staring at the road ahead, summoning his courage, "Husband."

The person at the other end of the phone took a deep breath.

Taking advantage of the gap, Xun Conglian rubbed his face, pretending to be happy: "Husband, you can't break, what should I do if you break?"

Lin Chen did not respond, only a quiet breathing sound.

"It's so easy to get me in my hands."

"It's good to teach‘ me to class ’every day.”

"No class, thinking about other women every day."

"Xing Conglian ..." Lin Chen seemed unbearable and finally spoke.

"Do you still make sense?"

"From Dana, how many hours will you spend with me, and how many hours with Shen?"

"I ..." Lin Chen murmured.

The rotten tower in front stood upright. Xun Cong even stepped on the foot brake and the car stopped. He picked up his mobile phone and quickly got out of the car.

He kept saying to Lin Chen, "Do you love me?"

"I love you."

"The answer is so quick, it's perfunctory to hear it." Xing Conglian gritted his teeth, rushed quickly to the inside of the rotten tail floor, scanning the palm prints upstairs.

The elevator rose quickly, but the signal was not broken.

"Where did you learn the bad things about men?"

"I didn't ... I ..."

Lin Chen is obviously a little messy, and even the complete explanation of the sentence can't be organized, but he doesn't go back and forth to tell the story.

In the confined elevator space, the floor display frequency numbers jumped up, the door opened, and the chaotic den of the dynasty geeks appeared in front of him.

"I love you." Xing Lianlian solemnly said.

Among the various display servers, the dynasty slowly raised his head, revealing his solemn gaze he had never seen before.

Xun Lian passed through complicated machines and various lines to the dynasty.

"Lin Chen, hold on, everything is mine."

Looking at the contents of the display, Xun Lian stagnates and hangs up the phone.

...

The sound of keyboard sounds and electronic devices was suddenly silent, and the wind filled the night sky.

Taking advantage of the gap in the road when his boss arrived just now, the dynasty had already figured out what happened in the detention center.

He watched his boss forcibly hang up with Achen's elder brother's phone, and there was an unspeakable sadness in his heart.

But now, no one is struggling with personal emotions.

A copy of the information transmitted on the screen encrypted by the server.

Describes a non-transcript virus that can tamper with the human genome.

The virus originated in the German town Borna in 1885 and caused a large number of horse deaths. It is a neurophagic virus that can integrate viral DNA on the host chromosome and pass it on to offspring. More importantly, it may interact with Related to the occurrence of mental illness.

The dynasty remembers that his hands were shaking after reading the information.

His first reaction was that the **** was in the novel's plot, and what drugs that acted on the nervous system were ambitious enough, and there was actually a virus. It is also a virus that can tamper with DNA and is associated with mental illness.

The data show that the virus-specific antibodies are present in the serum of patients with various mental illnesses. To put it simply, a person infected with the virus will cause mental illness. The DNA has been altered by the virus, and human offspring infected with the virus may also be mentally ill.

The dynasty felt that this **** was absolutely terrible, and the boss behind Shen Lian really wanted to bring a reality version of the biochemical crisis to clear up all humanity.

It is no longer pervertible to be a villain. They really believe that human beings are divided into two factions. They must fight for the future for themselves, the self-interested ones, and do a good job to regain the balance on the wire bedding.

The dynasty has been staring at each other during the time of Xunlian's viewing of the materials.

To his surprise, there was no shock expression on his boss's face.

The speed of dragging the mouse is very stable, and the speed is fast, which makes it hard to understand what he is thinking.

Finally, his boss lowered his mouse and retracted his hand, lit a cigarette and looked at the screen, wondering what he was thinking.

"Boss ..." the dynasty asked tentatively.

"This is the second step." Xing Conglian said only five words.

"What backhand?"

"Lin Chen believes that Shen Lian dared to commit suicide because she trusted her organization to avenge her, and she did not need to do it herself."

"Brother Achen ..."

"Well, the mental state is so fierce," Xun Conglian said.

"What do we do, boss?"

"Virus ... That's fine."

The word tortured from the virus was so loud that it was a secret in the secret!

"Hello, please!" The dynasty can't wait to rush to cover his mouth.

Xing Lianlian glanced at him: "Do you understand?" He pointed to the screen and asked.

The dynasty was sluggish: "English, I can do it."

"Just take a copy of tern's research materials, can you understand?" Xun Conglian asked.

The dynasty shook his head.

"This will not end." Xiang Cong even spit, unprecedented calmness: "This material is written in a simple way."

"Boss, what do you mean?"

"This is a material that everyone can understand, and its purpose is to 'science popularize' and 'propaganda', not to tell you what kind of virus we have."

The dynasty suddenly realized: "This material is not research data, but the frenzy of public opinion that the organization's next move will set off.",

"Ok."

"Isomers cause problems similar to mental illness. They want to confuse audiovisual information with similar virus data, causing mass panic disorder!"

"Yes."

"Too poisonous!" Shouted the teenager.

"Be quiet," Xun Conglian said.

The dynasty looked up, and everyone looked at him in horror.

"Don't need to work?" Wang Chao shouted at everyone.

"It's not necessarily confusing audiovisual." Xing Conglian took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed into a line, his expression sharp, "Lin Chen mentioned that behind the scenes of Song Shengsheng's case, there was also an insurance company and the old section of Wudu. MSF? "

"Are you there?" The dynasty was very confused.

Xing Conglian was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and said directly, "Which group is responsible for the follow-up of the Song Shengsheng case, and the team leader will call me."