Criminal Psychology

"Mr. Borrow a fire."

A weak voice came from overhead, and the light was dim. Lin Chen looked at the leather boots on the ground, took out a box of matches from his pocket, and handed them upwards.

"Aren't you not smoking?"

The sound of Xun Conglian sounded a little surprised, so the phrase borrowed from the fire just now was more like a joke or a joke.

"I took the match when I went out."

"Why do you get a match when you go out?"

"Anyway."

"I thought it was brought to me specially." Xun Conglian mumbled casually, and sat down on the steps beside him, "I don't know, can I click ..."

After that, the man ran a match toward the phosphor strip on the side, and stabbed, and the flames floated along with the green smoke.

"Can I still count as a transshipment?" Xing Conglian stared at the flames and asked him.

"Your luck has always been too good." Lin Chen said helplessly with a warm breath around her.

"Eh?"

"Fortunately, there was a heavy rain. The students hesitated when they rushed out of the classroom, so they just got some time." Lin Chen thought about it and asked, "What was found on the stairs?"

"You didn't sneak to the scene?" Xun Lian slightly tilted his head and asked in a skeptical tone.

"No, I always listen to the leaders." Lin Chen answered.

"Well ..." At the last moment when the match was burned out, Xun Conglian finally lit a cigarette. He took a deep breath of tobacco and spoke slowly. "Plastic beads, glass, tacks ..."

In the voice of Xing Conglian, he couldn't hear much emotion. At this time, the rain was so small that he could hardly hear it.

"That should be it."

Lin Chen didn't have any unexpected feelings. The continuous emergencies over the past few days have completely pulled their nerves to the limit. After suddenly relaxing, they didn't even have the strength to be afraid, leaving only tiredness.

Although this state is not good, and time is short, Lin Chen still quietly, waiting for his sentence to smoke a cigarette.

"Say, what is collective unconsciousness?" Xing Conglian pressed his cigarette **** and turned to look at him.

"Why is your memory so good?" Lin Chen looked at the dark night sky. If it wasn't too wet on the ground, he would almost like to lie down on the steps.

"I remember a lot of what you said."

The tone of Xun Conglian was taken for granted. Lin Chen smiled lowly. He really lay down on the steps. He put his head in his hands and said, "For example, under normal circumstances, students would resist the school arrangement. Howling, want to rush out of the classroom? "

"of course not."

"Then have you ever thought about what caused them to suddenly become what they were just now?"

"Isn't it because it's dark, and someone deliberately instigated them while in disorder?"

"In fact, fans of rock concerts during the day also riot, and fans are prone to riots after the team loses. This has nothing to do with time, environment, and location, it is only about people. Let ’s explore further This question, why is human beings instigated by small things to make extreme moves? "

"Advisor Lin ~" said Xun Conglian, and he lay down suddenly, his ending rising slightly, listening very lazily, "you say, I listen."

"This involves the issue of popular psychology. We often find that in a group of passionate people, people dare to do many things that they would never do when they are alone. They will burn and plunder. They have no shame, no sense of morality, and even No sense of law ... because at that time, they lost themselves ... "

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he paused deliberately, waiting for Conglian to follow his words.

But this time, it happened to be quite different from the past, beside him, Xun Conglian breathed evenly, his eyes were light, as if he had fallen asleep.

The night was quiet and the rain stopped unconsciously.

Lin Chen had the illusion of being used as a hypnosis machine. He raised an eyebrow, sat up, put his hands on his legs, turned his head, looked at Xing Conglian quietly, and said slowly, "If you are not asleep, you probably Say, um, losing one's self seems to be similar to Wang Shishi, Xu Haozhen, Jiang Liu ...

"Actually, this is the case, collective unconsciousness, which is a terrible and indeed a psychological phenomenon. Usually, people are rational and understand the existence of thinking, but once rational humans enter a group, their Personal personality will soon be disintegrated, rationality and self-control will disappear, human nature's impulses will be released, and the tragedies of all races and genocide mostly originate from this. If you have to find a term related to hypnosis, this is the group Sexual hypnosis. "

"So, how similar is Wang Shishi's suicide tonight?"

Suddenly, Lin Chen whispered when he saw Xun Lian gently moving his lips.

His voice was low, like the plucked cello strings, plucking the night.

Lin Chen's heart trembled, somehow, and he felt like he was being caught. He rubbed his forehead and said, "This kind of tragedy is largely similar, because people have inertia, even criminals. Will repeatedly choose the same method of committing crimes. In fact, we should really be glad that we have survived this wave and we have also got a lot of clues ... "

"Wang Shishi, they are in a certain group, which group is controlled by others, so that all students in the group have lost their self?"

"It sounds a lot like fantasy novels, right?" Lin Chen said, rising from the steps and continuing: "If this is a group of students violent against another group of students, it is like the atrocities of a foreign fraternity or sisterhood, it is very It is easy to see that this is a collective unconscious behavior, but they chose to commit suicide, which only shows that ... "

"Ok?"

"The trust and solidarity of their group is far beyond our imagination, and we know nothing about those things."

"This is a horror novel."

Xing Conglian seriously corrected him.

Lin Chen sighed: "Are you really not going to sleep for a while?"

"Aren't you asleep?" Xing Cong relied on the steps and asked with a smile.

"But you've overworked your brain today."

"Counselor Lin, are you distressing me?"

In the night, there was no sound around.

Xun Lian was soaking wet, the light in the corridor only laid a thin layer on him, and it was so light that Lin Chen could hardly see his face, but his voice and breath were too clear.

"Yeah." Lin Chen answered seriously.

"Ah, I also feel bad for consultant Lin, but we seem to have to stay overnight all night."

Xing Conglian said, reaching out his hand.

He pulled him up, then watched him carelessly, and rubbed his face with both hands, saying, "Tonight's temptation to seduce the student is unsuccessful. It is more like a whim, rather than a carefully planned action. There are no student casualties today. May lead to two situations tomorrow. First, they give up their original plans and dormant; second, something big tomorrow ... Do you think which situation is more likely to happen? "

"We can't afford to gamble." Lin Chen shook his head. "There are less than 40 hours left, and every second after that, something may happen."

"It's terrible ..." Xun Cong walked in front of him with his hands in his pockets. "The only haystack that has hope in it has been destroyed. Is there any way to find a breakthrough?"

"Actually, there was no complete failure." Lin Chen looked up, and the teaching building in the distance was still shining. That was the computer test group that Xun Conglian had arranged for, "Did you forget, now we have two classes?" Data is available. "

"Don't forget, I mentioned it specifically, waiting for you to praise me."

Xing Conglian said, pulled out his mobile phone and shook it: "Fu Haogang texted and said that the test was over."

Lin Chen frowned, quickly pulled out his cell phone, and wanted to make a call.

However, Xun Conglian moved faster than that. He pressed the call button and handed the phone over.

"Old sentence, is there something wrong with you, I just heard a lot of movement."

"It's me." Lin Chen said to the phone.

"Brother! Are you okay? I heard that there is a power outage in the teaching building, and students are in trouble? What about the old sentence? What happened to the old sentence?"

On the other end of the phone, Fu Hao couldn't stand the box again.

He immediately interrupted the conversation: "I'm fine, he's fine, did the results come out?"

There was a soothing voice in the receiver, as if someone had snatched the phone, and a moment later, the dynasty buzzed loudly: "Achen, I have processed the data according to the conditions you gave before, the only one Your selection criteria is only a girl named Jin, named Xiao'an, and her name is pretty cute. "

"Jin Xiaoan ... is there a social connection with the deceased in this case?"

"There is no obvious connection. After all, the department is too far away. Jin Xiaoan studied medicine and did not participate in any school community."

"Medical school?" Lin Chen thought for a while and said, "When I was in college, our psychology department and medical school students took public classes together. For example, we took ideological and political classes together. Check the schedule."

"Well, give me thirty seconds!"

After the crackling keyboard sound, Lin Chen heard that the dynasty took a sharp breath.

"Fuck, Jin Xiaoan and Jiang Liu went to Politics 2 together. What is Politics 2 Achen?"

"A course that is very easy to cultivate friendship among students and extracurricular reading skills." Lin Chen patted Conglian, and the two stood under a street light. "Which dormitory does Jin Xiaoan live in?"

"7 buildings 201."

"My boss and I are now in the open space downstairs in the computer room. Come down with Fu Hao ..."

"Are we going to the girls' dormitory? It's awesome!" Wang Chao said cheerfully.