Criminal Psychology

There are too many reasons to change a person.

An accident, a conversation, a book or even a smile may shift the established life trajectory, but this does not mean that these subtle events are enough to completely change a person.

Human beings are stubborn creatures. Not only that, humans are also stubborn creatures that are particularly easy to excite.

Lin Chen was sitting at the end of the ladder classroom, and Professor Fu was taking a class in front of the podium.

There was a high-pitched horn sound outside the window. The floor of the School of Psychology was very high, and the sound was not clear when it reached the upper floors.

Lin Chen watched his brother and student chat, while listening to the sound coming from the window.

"I hope you can provide more information to the police and help us find the missing Jiang Liu classmates as soon as possible ..."

The male voice wearing a loudspeaker is impassioned and is constantly soliciting past teachers and students around.

Lin Chen generally understood that this seems to be a search activity organized by Yongchuan University Student Union after learning of Jiang Liu's disappearance.

He couldn't help but look out the window.

Coinciding with the gap between the two main lessons, many students just finished the class. Several students who looked like student officers were distributing leaflets. The more students gathered in the square, the more the officers seemed to be in spirit and the voices became louder.

Lin Chen frowned, mobilizing teachers and students to find Jiang Liu, of course, it was a quick and effective method, but now Yongchuan University has been frightened, and the missing girls are afraid that it will cause more waves. He took out his mobile phone and gave him a sentence. Sent a series of messages.

——You contacted the Student Union and asked for help to find Jiang Liu?

——No, what happened?

——On Wenxing Square, there is a student union officer handing out leaflets.

Outside the school gate, Xun Lian recovered his mobile phone and looked at the telephone pole in front of him.

I don't know when, around Yongchuan University, many of the same "hunting notices" were posted.

A photo of Jiang Liu was posted on the notice, and the call was sincere. It probably meant that all the students in the school hoped that Jiang Liu would return safely. If Jiang Liu saw this notice, please return to campus soon.

While the sentence was locked from eyebrows, and the notice was read word by word, a girl in a light purple dress was also standing in front of the school's publicity column, smiling and reading the same notice.

The girl was extraordinarily beautiful, painted with light purple eyeshadows, paired with dark red lipstick, bright and moving, as if there was light.

A group of boys holding textbooks passed behind her. One of the boys couldn't help looking at the girl, and then the boy's footsteps stopped.

If he read correctly, it appears to be the same person inside and outside the notice.

In the classroom of the School of Psychology, Lin Chen was leaning against the window, casually overlooking everything that happened on the square.

Just then, his cell phone suddenly vibrated.

Lin Chen looked at the screen, and the caller was Xun Conglian. He stepped out of the classroom, picked up the phone, and Xun Lian's anxious voice came from there.

"Jiang Liu appeared." Xing Conglian gasped, seemingly running.

"where is it?"

"Some students said just now that I saw her at the entrance of Cafeteria 3."

"Does the other party say which direction did she go?"

"It was just on the third teaching building."

Lin Chen heard that, he suddenly looked up, and he looked up at the classroom door number, 3609. If he had no memory problems, the teaching building where he was now was No. 3. .

"What happened, what happened?"

On the other end of the phone, Xun Conglian seemed to notice his brief pause and asked with concern.

"If I'm not wrong, I'm afraid, Jiang Liu should be on the top of the building now ..."

Jingle bells ...

The bell for class happened by accident.

Lin Chen couldn't help but look at the ceiling.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound outside the building, as if the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Lin Chen only felt scalp numbness, he rushed into the classroom quickly, and the student who had good things ran to the window, was leaning out, and looked out.

Lin Chen blindfolded the students and dragged them back to their seats: "Don't be too curious."

He whispered in the boy's ear.

Fu Hao moved quickly, and he had recovered his eyes from the downstairs. He brushed the curtains and rushed to the student, saying, "The students by the window pull the curtains!"

"Fu, don't you want us to leave a psychological shadow, is there someone suicide outside?" The naughty boy took advantage of this mouth, trying to secretly open the curtains and looked out.

"Why is there so much nonsense, just ask the subject again and prohibit rebuilding!" Fu Hao's attitude was very tough.

Seeing the little master controlling the scene, Lin Chen nodded at him, held his cell phone, and rushed out of the classroom.

However, he had not yet left the door, and a muffled sound came from outside the building. The students exclaimed and screamed like a tide just below the teaching floor.

Lin Chen dialed Xun Conglian's phone, but there was a rapid blind tone on the other side. Lin Chen clenched her cell phone, took three steps and made two steps, and ran to the top floor.

The rooftop iron door was half open, and the original iron chain was hanging loose on the door. Lin Chen shoved open the iron door. As far as he could see, it was a blue to dazzling sky. There was no cloud in the sky. The sun was burning and pierced the eyes. It hurts.

At the edge of the roof, there was a long-haired beauty.

White shirt, black skirt, long hair clasped behind one ear.

Lin Chen looked at her back and slowly walked towards the edge of the rooftop, but before he approached, the girl looked like she had eyes on her back and suddenly turned back.

"Brother, really goodbye, you have to cheer!"

The girl smiled softly and sweetly and finished the last sentence.

He didn't even have a chance to speak.

Suddenly, Lin Chen felt the eardrum tingling, and his heart was extremely cold.

A few steps away from him, a weak and slightly open palm quickly disappeared outside the rooftop!

Heavy objects fall to the ground.

Screaming at first.

With a bang, the iron gate on the rooftop was opened again.

Xing Conglian grabbed the door frame and panted, but on the open rooftop, only Lin Chenwu was independent.

The sky was very blue and the spring breeze was very warm. Those subtle winds brushed Lin Chen's black hair and blew up his clothes.

Xun went from the company to the edge of the roof and stood at the arm of Lin Chen.

Lin Chen was still standing still, he didn't even walk two steps forward, and looked downstairs, the three students who had fallen to the ground.

"It's not your fault." Xing Conglian took one hand on Lin Chen's shoulder and relieved. To his surprise, there was no trembling feeling in his palms, Lin Chen stood firm and his voice remained cool.

"You don't need to comfort me." Lin Chen smiled with a self-deprecating smile. "It's a very delicate arrangement. The first and second suicides have drawn my attention. If I can get the call immediately Rushing to the rooftop will save her. "

Xing Conglian's smoked hand stopped in mid-air, and he put his hands on Lin Chen's shoulders and held people towards himself.

He bowed slightly, pressing his hands on Lin Chen's shoulder, almost looking through Lin Chen's dark eyes, looking deep into his soul.

"Briefing and grief are not for you. Others in the police team will be here soon. We will go downstairs first."

———

The student activity square is not as hidden as a grove. In addition, the previous student union activities attracted many students. At one time, the case found that there were three layers outside the field and three layers outside, and the more people surrounded.

Many students covered their faces, but carefully peeped through the fingers, peeking at the blood on the beach and the people lying on the blood.

Lin Chen went downstairs with his sentence, perhaps because he ran quickly before, and his limbs began to warm up.

Because the police had been searching for Jiang Liu on and off campus, people came quickly, the cordon quickly pulled up, and Jiang Chao's men began to drive out the onlookers, but no one on the scene rushed to touch the three motionless students.

Lin Chen stood on the flower stand outside the crowd, gazing coldly at the cruel scene like hell.

Xu Haozhen, Jiang Liu, and an unknown boy are lying in a pool of blood. Red, white, black, and purple are mixed in various colors. The original screams have gradually weakened into theft. A whisper, yet a whisper, is more harsh than a scream.

Jiang Liu fell in a small pool near the square. The water was very shallow, almost only a thin layer. The bottom of the pool was of various sizes of pebbles. There were originally a few aquatic duckweed floating in the pool. It was scattered.

Blood water slowly permeated.

The ambulance screamed, the doctor poured water over the pool, checked the girl's pupils and pulse, then shook her head subconsciously.

Two paramedics carried the **** a stretcher and took her to an ambulance.

Everyone at the scene knew very well that jumping from such a high building, the three students had almost no chance of survival.

So the actions of doctors and nurses seem to be just to complete the final procedure.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, and the tip of his nose gradually heard the familiar breath of mint tobacco.

He turned back, and Xun Lian even did not know when he was standing next to him, and his hand was naturally on his shoulder.

If someone in this world can really fall in front of him without changing his face, then the punishment must be counted as one.

The mixed-race youth still had a calm voice, "Three people again. What do the three represent, obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Lin Chen could hardly believe his ears. Most people faced a sudden accident, and even if they were not panicked, there would be a short gap. However, the sentence was even from beginning to end, and he seemed to be flustered. Lin Chen remembered The first sentence he said to himself seemed to be: Is it your fault?

How strong are the nerves in order to start comforting others the first time?

"No matter what it is, this is an important clue." Perhaps the hand on the shoulder is very stable, or the breath on the tip of the nose is too reassuring, Lin Chen slowly spoke.

"What clue?"

"I do not know."

He answered honestly, the current clues were so poor, and he couldn't possibly analyze the reason behind it with a single number.

It was three people who committed suicide together. Anyone can think of the number three as having a very important meaning, but what it really represents, he really can't tell.

Is it OCD?

From the viewpoint of punishment, of course, it is certainly a way of thinking. To die with three people together can represent a kind of coercive behavior. However, if analyzed in this way, it will only bring more endless problems.

What causes this coercive behavior, what does it mean, and what is the story behind it?

Why do these children commit suicide, and will anyone still commit suicide?

If the answer is yes, can they stop the tragedy from happening again?

The problem was flowing like a tide, and Lin Chen felt that his headache was cracking again.