Criminal Psychology

Su Fengzi's name was Ye Yan, a professor in the Department of Mathematics at T University.

At eleven o'clock at night, Professor Ye hurried to the underground mall with the door key.

Mathematicians are mostly unruly. Professor Ye is probably one of the best. He wore a messy curly hair, wearing double cotton slippers, and didn't talk much when he pushed in the door. He panted and threw the key on the table. "What code to solve?"

Lin Chen glanced at Ye Yanzhi's shape. It is almost conceivable that when the other party received Su Fengzi's phone call, he felt like a ghost. Although he wanted to drop the phone, when he thought of the person who called Su Fengzi, he could only obey. Get up on the bed and go down the taxi.

The dynasty gave way to the computer, and the police officers under Jiang Chao had already sent the copy of Discrete Mathematics.

Ye Yan quickly flipped through the book, glanced at the restored price list on the screen, and said, "Oh, it's a password."

"Professor, are you sure, why do we just see this, it's all garbled!"

"Because you don't read much books." Ye Yan said very well, and he didn't want to stay longer for a second. He just pulled a note and wrote a few words, then patted it on the table and asked: "Is there anything else? I'll leave first."

Lin Chen glanced at Su Fengzi, who was leaning against the window like an uninvited person, and still looked at the angry Professor Ye with a light smile, saying, "Why are you so anxious, have a supper together?"

"Am I sick, go to supper with you?"

Su Fengzi was probably accustomed to his attitude, not angry, and still laughing.

Seeing Ye Yan say he was about to leave, Xun Conglian hurried forward: "I'm sorry to ask Professor Ye to wait, our technicians are still restoring some images, and maybe I'll bother you later."

"Then why did you call me so early?" Ye Yanzhi sat down with his buttocks, although he was very polite in his mouth.

Lin Chen picked up the sticky note.

There were two short sentences written on it.

[R]

【.】

Under the dim light, the black words on the white paper became more blurred.

Although he is not a man, he has to say that Ye Yan's words are really good.

"Well, the books are all Chinese, why are they deciphered into English?" Comrade Wang Chaoxiao started to ask questions based on the principle of not asking.

But Professor Ye apparently has no consciousness to teach and educate. He held his arm and sneered in the direction of Su Fengzi: "I have to teach the police how to solve the case?"

"Of course not." Su Fengzi replied.

The atmosphere of the two was subtle and weird. Specifically, as long as Su Fengzi was there, the atmosphere would not be normal.

Lin Chen looked at the two sentences translated by Ye Yan and handed the note to Xing Conglian.

"What was the first one taken?" Xun Conglian asked.

"April 8th." The dynasty answered consciously.

"What about the second one?"

"On April 10, good luck, boss, they cleared the field on April 10, that was the last word left before they cleared the field."

"What do you think?"

Lin Chen suddenly asked him after hearing his sentence. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly said: "The first one is well understood and more like a schedule. On April 8th, the schedule for April 10th should be the location. Refers to their usual meeting place, so farewell dinner ... "

"It's more appropriate to translate it into casual meals." Xun Conglian took out his cell phone again and called Jiang Chao: "Lao Jiang, let your men investigate the whereabouts of the six dead people on April 10 and see if there is any intersection point."

"The second ..." Lin Chen naturally turned to question Conglian, "What do you mean?"

"French, it should be a poem." Xing Conglian said.

"I still rely on poems, and force them to be very good and good literature!" The dynasty looked up from the screen again and interjected, "Isn't this a disease, if you spend a lot of effort on encrypting a poem, you can write it without any doubt?" "

"This is a different feeling." Lin Chen interrupted the young man.

Not only Xinglian Lian, but even Ye Yan looked at him with doubt.

Underground at night, there was no sound of footsteps.

Lin Chen said softly: "It creates a beautiful illusion, a secret word that is constantly recited in everyone's heart, and it will give everyone an incredible power."

After the dinner, before the death begins, repeat it silently, keeping in mind.

"We are dead, but we can breathe."

Xing Lian's voice was low, and his melodious voice resounded in his ear like a cello.

Lin Chen froze for a while before realizing that he was talking about that poem.

Without being obsessed with the intent of death in the poem, Xun Conglian entered keywords into his mobile phone and then quickly retrieved the full text.

"Memory of France"

Remember with me, the sky in Paris, the big daffodils ...

We went to the flower girl to buy heart:

Those hearts are blue and bloom in the water.

It was raining in our room,

Neighbor Mr. Lyson came in, a thin man.

We played cards and I lost my eyes;

You lent me my hair and lost it, he defeated us.

He went through the door, and the rain chased him behind.

We are dead, but we can breathe.

The author of the poem is Paul Celan, a Jewish poet who has endured suffering.

"What does this mean?" Ye Yan also glanced and couldn't help asking.

Lin Chen shook her head, some speechless.

Anyone who has seen this poem can appreciate the cool and beautiful mood of death in it.

For those students, this is too attractive, death is not bloody, it is so beautiful.

This reminded him suddenly of his little sister jumping from the blue to the transparent sky. She was so happy that death was just another form of life.

The cell phone was passed from person to person. Xing Conglian's fingertips held a cigarette, and he looked at him with a greener eye: "This poem must be meaningful."

That was the last sentence left by the organization to the faithful before the market was cleared. It must be symbolic beyond encouragement and incitement.

Lin Chen knew of course that what Xun Lian wanted was to infer an exact address from the poems. At exactly 18:00 tomorrow, the students would end their exact addresses.

But the problem is that the intentions in poetry are complex and changeable. What's more complicated is that different people have millions of understandings of the same poetry.

We are dead, but we can breathe ...

So what is your understanding?

"Buy heart, or blue? Heart is blue, floating in the water? Spring water is green, blue is only sea water, but Yongchuan also depends on the sea ..." Can be in this atmosphere And also said non-stop, only the dynasty, "Playing cards? Is there a card competition in the university town recently? Shouldn't there be, neighbor Mr. Lysson ... Rain is chasing him ... who is he?"

The teenager kept asking questions, the Captain of the Interpol could not help but knocked on the back of his head.

"Let's use the exclusion method first," Lin Chen paused, and said to the dynasty, "call the topographic map of Yongchuan University Town."

"Succeed!" The young man raised his keys and dropped a gray 3d satellite image shop, "But why do you think that Achen will be in Yongchuan University City, should we focus on Yongchuan University first?"

"Now it seems that the possibility of tomorrow's incident at Yongchuan University is no longer possible. If I were the last planner, I would definitely use the first two groups to attract the attention of the police and arrange the final highlight in an unexpected place for everyone. … ”Lin Chen said, looking at Xun Conglian, but found that the other party just raised his eyebrows and thought deeply, without any response, so he continued to say,“ Since the primary purpose of the black hand behind the scenes is to broadcast money, then we can rule out all Surveillance or surveillance covers relatively weak areas. "

The dynasty quickly grayed out all unmonitored areas.

"In fact, public areas are easy to say, but many schools have cameras in their classrooms. What if they rush in to attack the teaching building?" Wang Chao said anxiously, looking at many areas that were still bright.

"Since the object of their hatred is the ordinary classmates around them, they will inevitably choose a crowded place where the students gather relatively ..." Give me the activity sheet. "

"It's been sorted out." The dynasty pulled out a piece of paper from his schoolbag, and he smiled. "The boss let him do it, he was prepared!"

Lin Chen looked at dozens of activities on the a4 paper, and finally understood the pressure of Xing Conglian.

Probably very early before that, Conglian even considered the suspension of various activities and control. Even if the collective activities in the school can be suspended, there are still crowded places such as classrooms, canteens, libraries, and the entire university. More than 200,000 students in the city could not disappear without a trace overnight.

Lin Chen stared at the satellite image, and was a little bit surprised.

Suddenly he heard his sentence and asked, "What is the most dangerous and uncontrollable situation in your imagination?"

"You want to ask, if it was me, how would you kill the most people in this situation, right?"

"You can understand that."

"They are a group. Only collective activities can make them feel short-term and extremely powerful ..." Lin Chen took a deep breath and said, "I will choose a closed place that outsiders can't break in a short time. Carry out the slaughter. "

After he said this, no one spoke in the shop.

A rotating display stand is still turning gently, and the crystal ornaments refract colorful lights.

"Then all open places can be ruled out." Xun Lian took a pen and wiped out all outdoor activities on the paper. He continued: "The cafeteria is not likely. The cafeteria is too crowded unless there are firearms, small It is difficult for the community to control their students several times more than theirs, and ... "

"The cafeteria is not elegant and beautiful," Lin Chen said.

"You need to kill gracefully, do you still need a bgm!" The dynasty angered.

"Since it must be elegant and beautiful, then it is obviously not beautiful if someone resists ..." Xing Conglian seemed to think of it, and asked Lin Chen, "How likely are they to kill according to the content of that poem."

"Poetry has existed for a long time. If it was a secret word or a slogan, then they should hope that the final feast of slaughter can meet the artistic conception ..." Lin Chen thought for a moment and suddenly looked at Xun Conglian, "You said control? "

Xing Conglian raised an eyebrow, obviously the same place as he thought.

Suddenly they looked at each other but did not speak. Comrade Wang Chaoxiao was anxious. "What's wrong with the control, how can they control the innocent students?"

"Colchicum ..." Lin Chen looked at the dynasty and said, "You can find a picture."

The young man heard the words and quickly entered keywords into the picture search box. He looked at the flowers that covered the entire screen instantly, and after a short while, said quietly, "This is, a blue heart?"

"Colchicum is roughly pink, but when the light color is dim, it will appear blue-purple." Lin Chen explained.

"So, they want to set the killing time in the evening?" Wang Chao swallowed, "but what is the blue heart floating in the water ..."

"Colchicine is very toxic, and the lethal dose is about 0.8mg / kg." Lin Chen said lightly. "But it is relatively bitter and it will die to a certain dose, so its effect should still make students who eat it by mistake. Become weaker and less resistant. "

"Put ... poison?" The dynasty scared his hair almost scared. "Rely on, what to do. Do they use water dispensers to poison, do we have to thoroughly check all water sources, buckets in school classrooms and libraries in the night? Filling water, and mineral water that will be distributed at the event site? "But this workload is too much," What if the problem lies with the source manufacturer of drinking water, what should we do if it has entered the market! "

The teenager's brain opened wider and wider, Lin Chen stopped him: "It won't be so difficult. Looking at it, first of all, we haven't received any reports of colchicine poisoning yet, assuming a batch of problematic Water, then it has not yet flowed into the market, and supermarket distribution and school water delivery will not work late at night, so we have time to stop this part of the water problem. "Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian and said," Second, If it is a poisoning incident targeting student activities, it is very likely that the batch of water has been purchased and will only be distributed to students at the appropriate time, so it will be relatively difficult to prevent similar free drinks; but the most difficult to control is the third point If colchicine is in the hands of the members of the organization and they are poisoned by themselves, then the school's water room and water dispenser in the classroom will become targets ... "

"The third point is also okay. It's terrible to come together with three articles ~"

Su Fengzi's voice came from the corner.

"Colchicine is very bitter. Students can easily find water problems with a sip, and poisoning in public drinking facilities cannot control the amount of drinking. If there is a similar poisoning, it seems that at most it can help "It is used to distract the police and create a panic atmosphere ..." Xing Cong said with a cigarette, "The teaching building and library can be ruled out. It should be a targeted attack."

Lin Chen heard that, looking again at the list of tomorrow's activities organized by the dynasty, although most of the school activities started after 5:30, some day activities can still be ruled out.

If you need to succeed in poisoning, drinking a lot of water is essential, so you can temporarily exclude knowledge contests, party ceremonies, college conferences, lectures ...

The rest is an indoor basketball game after school, as well as activities of the big campus singer contest and the big dance festival ...

It circled these three activities, circled them with a red pen, and then looked at Xun Conglian.

Tonight, Cong Lian's words have been very few, especially since just now, he has been meditating most of the time. Obviously, even with such a difficult decision, it is difficult to make even a decision.

In fact, there is still some time before the live broadcast tomorrow evening. If they make a decision, then it is entirely possible to prevent the poisoning incident tomorrow.

The deployment and control of three specific locations is relatively simple.

However, if they choose this method of treatment, it means that they can't fight the grass in advance and must wait for the other party to act quietly.

Just waiting like this is putting public safety at great risk. Not only do they have to watch students in specific targets drink highly toxic liquids and wait for them to poison, but they must ignore those that may exist. Poisoning of public water sources.

If there is any death or injury, it is a heavy responsibility they cannot afford.

Alternatively, they can also choose the simplest way to solve the problem: go straight, smash the coffee bar opposite, and then point at the surveillance camera with a **** and write down all their speculations.

The problem is, then ...

Then, the organization may order to stop the operation, and the group members continue to dormant. Or, there may be a second plan inside the organization, so they cannot guess where the next dangerous incident will occur. .

Furthermore, the organization can let its members go to a place collectively and drink the poisonous water in front of the teachers and students of the school.

The corpse was sorrowful, mournful, why not be happy?

"We can't take risks." Xing Lianlian finally spoke.

Lin Chen didn't expect that the decision of Xing Conglian was actually like this?

"Is there any way to change the will of this group before six o'clock tomorrow night?"

He heard him ask very, very seriously.