Criminal Psychology

Of course, good shops cannot be stolen for no reason.

So good surveillance video, it is impossible to disappear from the computer for no reason.

The only possibility is that someone has cleaned up all possible clues before the incident.

"A few days ago?" Xing Conglian held the poor employee and asked carefully.

"Three ... three days ago, yes, it was three days."

"It was the day before the teacher's birthday feast." Lin Chen changed slightly.

If the previous investigation made him feel as if he was groping in the dark and couldn't see where they were, then of course the situation is still dark, but he suddenly realized that they had been staying in a tight place. Someone has already tightened the mouth of their pockets, and their struggles are only within a very limited scope.

"Before the children under the banyan tree committed suicide, the other party had already begun to erase the evidence, and they were really prepared." Xing Conglian didn't have any frustration, and he even thought it was a legitimate thing, "Oh, No, this cannot be said to be fully prepared. It should be said that the fundamental purpose of all of this is to destroy corpses. "

An organization that has been hidden for several years, using its students to conduct countless dark living and profiteering. It is so low-key. Why suddenly come up with the big news of collective suicide?

They should be clearer than anyone. Once they surface, there is no way back. No matter what their ultimate goal is, as long as it is a major social event, the police will always follow it up. It is only a matter of time if it can be thoroughly investigated. ...

So, in fact, Conglian didn't say anything wrong. The six students who died, including his little sister, were just discarded as a burden, as if they were dealing with those videos. There was nothing more than "deleting" them. Simply means.

So all this is a means to clear the evidence that the entire organization once existed, but even so, they don't even forget to use this last opportunity to make money, which is probably not a simple cold-blooded summation.

Lin Chen suddenly thought of the dynasty.

Have you ever seen an extremely evil world?

It's really a sharp problem.

He rubbed his face hard, as if the brief darkness could be sober.

Then, he heard the sound of Xun Conglian ringing in his ear: "Let's go, let's go and see in the shop."

The voice of the youth was so calm and calm, without any frustration of being preempted.

"I have asked the dynasty to come and see if the monitoring can be repaired, but after three days, the possibility that the hard disk has not been overwritten is very small, and they will not be so careless in doing things, so be prepared to find it. "

Lin Chen nodded, and finally looked at the starred shop on the floor plan.

Not much different from what I imagined.

The cafe where the person went to the building is not large. It is located in the corner of the entire underground mall. It is like an isolated cold beauty. In fact, that shop is indeed too cold now.

Its glass door is tightly closed, the shop is black, and the aisle lights illuminate a piece of wood-colored floor near the glass door and the wooden bar that cannot be removed by the door. The bar is empty and there is no leaflet, no matter how you look Indeed, as the management said, there was nothing left when the shop was "stolen".

In addition to the store brand.

It was a small piece of wood, hung on the lintel, with an inscription in English on it.

Lin Chen frowned, then looked at Xun Conglian subconsciously.

"French means knowledge."

The captain of the Interpol's outstanding language skills once again contributed.

Lin Chen thought with a lowered eyebrow, and accidentally felt that someone behind him smiled slightly. He turned his head and saw Su Fengzi glanced at Xunlian and looked at him again. The amber eyes were full of laughter.

"Why are you still here?"

Lin Chen asked angrily.

"Well, the police handle the case, isn't the crowd allowed to watch?"

Lin Chen felt that he could not communicate with him at all.

At the door of the coffee bar called "Knowledge", Xun Conglian flashed a flashlight and took a picture of the shop. There were ridiculous nails on the wall where the picture frame was originally hung. Several chains, bulbs and lampshades were gone.

"I have never seen such a thirsty thief in my life." Xun Cong even sneered. "If I came to the forensics department, would you say that you would not find a fingerprint on the wall?"

"Yeah, it's too clean." Lin Chen returned to him, looking at a glass door with no fingerprints.

"What's in this store? Do you have to clean up all the clues that may be left behind and leave us no chance at all?" Xing Cong complained indifferently, then saw squatting down and putting on gloves , Simply checked the door lock.

The lock cylinder did appear to have been dismantled violently, which shows that even if the other party is acting, they are very careful and thoughtful.

"In fact, you can probably guess, it's nothing more than the entry and exit personnel records, some leaflets, and even this shop may be responsible for issuing tasks ..." Lin Chen leaned on the wall of the shop opposite, watching the sentence Conglian Investigate the site and say, "If only there is a monitoring record."

"Yes." Xun Conglian looked up and pointed to a black drop-shaped camera on the southeast corner of the store. "We just can't see it."

"Do you think that camera is still functioning and they have found out how likely it is that we will find this store?" Lin Chen asked.

"The possibility of operation is 100%." ​​Xun Cong looked at the red dot on the camera. "However, luck is that we are now monitoring the blind spots. If we don't enter the door, they won't find us."

Although he said so, his movements became careful when he stood up.

After checking the door locks, Xinglian started to inspect the shop's exterior wall. His rubber-gloved hands touched the wall and stopped on an iron hook.

He turned on the flashlight again to make the light white wall clearer.

Under strong light, you can clearly see that there is an area on the white wall that is lighter in color than other places, such as the traces left behind for a long time.

"What did you just say?"

"What do you ask?"

"Just what can you guess?"

"This store?" Lin Chen looked at the shallow area and thought about it. "First of all, its purpose is of course to attract those potential targets. There must be a single type of promotion in the store. It may still be Undertaking the role of publishing, I mean that if it has a wide range of business, there must be a window for internal and external ... "

"Like a publicity board?" Xun Conglian's fingers crossed the shallow outline of the field, which is exactly the size of a common blackboard for children. "What thief would steal the publicity board at the door?"

"This is too ..."

Lin Chen didn't know how to describe his feelings.

At the moment of his devotion, Xun Conglian had turned around and pushed open the jewelry store opposite the coffee bar.

It's time to snooze, and the female owner of the jewelry store is closing the window and preparing to close the stall.

Xun Lian showed the badge and began to inquire about the details of the shop opposite.

"The shop on the opposite side seemed to be closed three days ago, and no one has come after ..." The female boss dialed her hair, then lowered her voice, and approached Conglian to say: "I suspect it can't be opened anymore. , Deliberately escaped. "

"Oh?"

"Nobody's okay to drink coffee underground. The business is so bad. Sometimes there is no one for a day, and their clerks are weird. They are so high!"

"Qing Gao?"

"Yeah, I think it's the right door. Everyone knows if I know it. For the first time I've opened a business, I went to their place to order coffee. Do you think you wouldn't give me a discount? Be nice, and their waiter would treat me. I don't care, I sat for a while and left, and never go again ... "

The female boss had been mourning her neighbor for about a long time and began to chatter.

The difference in attitude is completely understandable. After all, the female boss is definitely not the object that the organization wants to recruit. Lin Chen decisively interrupted the other party's complaint and asked: "The property said that they also sell books in the store, you remember, that What type of book is it? "

"How do I remember, I have only been there once."

"Since you sit for a while and leave, there must be something there that may make you feel uncomfortable. Maybe it is not just the attitude of the clerk, or maybe there are other reasons?"

"You said that, but those books ..." The female boss narrowed her eyes and fell into the memory. "Anyway, it's embarrassing to see. What kind of chicken soup is there, not even a normal magazine!"

"Soul Chicken Soup?"

"Oh, that's the kind of‘ Ten days to change yourself ’, what ’s a‘ beautiful and inspirational life ’or something.”

Lin Chen nodded, pointing to the outer wall of the coffee bar and asking, "Is there anything hanging there?"

"Hanging a small blackboard, I have it at my door."

Hearing that Lin Chen glanced at Conglian.

The captain of the police took out the transcript, wrote a few words, and asked, "Perhaps, do you remember what was written on that blackboard?"

"Mr. Police Officer, I can't remember this. Who cares what they write!"

Lin Chen felt that Xing Conglian looked at himself with a questioning look. Although Xing Conglian didn't speak, Lin Chen could probably guess that he was asking "Can this memory awaken?"

Lin Chen shook her head.

Xing Conglian knocked on the book and asked, "What is it about? What can you write on it? You can say anything you want, don't be too specific."

"Probably, not all today's specials, students are free, takeaway phones and the like ..."

"Can I understand that the price list is subject to change?"

"Of course it will, but it's weird ..."

"how?"

"Can't say weird, someone always looks at the blackboard at the door ... if you don't enter the store, just look at the blackboard ..."

"What kind of person is it?"

"What else can it be? Not all students come and go here."

Lin Chen looked back at the iron hook and the gray outline on the opposite wall.

A blackboard, stopped students, erased area D monitoring ...

What is written on the blackboard may be more serious than they suspect.

He could almost imagine that every morning the clerk put on his uniform, looked at his mobile phone casually, and then slowly put on an apron, opened the door, picked up the chalk on the blackboard, and wrote "Today's Special", maybe something else Words.

In the eyes of ordinary people, those characters may be a slogan that determines whether they go in for a cup of coffee, but in the eyes of others, it may just determine the life and death of some people.

The students don't even have to enter the door, as long as they pass by the door occasionally, they can know what they are going to do.

This approach is so casual and so light and windy, but it is shaking with cold blood.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, hoping that all of this was caused by his too rich imagination.

Xing Conglian also seemed to think of something. He put down his pen and said to him, "You won't be the same as I guess?"

"What do you think?"

As soon as Lin Chen asked, he was pulled from the company to the corner.

"It's a bit exaggerated, but now we have the codebook. If they are really bold and write the instructions on the blackboard, we can't know what organization did the students do?"

Lin Chen was astonished at the idea of ​​Xing Conglian.

"Discrete Mathematics" is a code that was speculative, and that organization passed various commands to students in encrypted form. It is also speculation. The only way to prove these speculations is to find an exact instruction, which is what they lack now. thing.

Maybe someone occasionally takes pictures of this coffee shop door?

Maybe someone remembers what exactly was written on that blackboard?

But that's tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, they are still one step behind.

"If there is a camera in this store, it would be good to monitor that blackboard 24 hours." Lin Chen said almost helplessly.

"It's in this store." Xing Conglian probably was a man with a deep understanding of the camera. He pointed out the humble camera in the corner of the store: "Now open the store, how can I install it?"

He said that as he walked directly under the camera, he looked around. There were large and small glass mirrors everywhere in the jewelry store, and even the back of the window was a mirror, so it looked bright.

Suddenly, Lin Chen saw Xing Lian's sight stop. Lin Chen followed his sight and found that Xing Cun Lian's gaze fell on a floor mirror.

"Go and open the shop door."

The sound of Xing Conglian suddenly became calm, and Lin Chen opened the door.

The Captain of the Interpol picked a corner of his mouth and said, "You say, how likely is there that there are so many mirrors here and there is a small blackboard on the opposite side?"