Criminal Psychology

Chapter 88: Three Graves 51

"Finally, you were taken to the hospital by him?"

On the hospital bed, Su Fengzi yawned and asked, Lin Chen felt that he had almost no rolling eyes.

"Yes."

Looking at a friend who was obviously hurting his hand but was going to stay in the hospital overnight, he looked away, trying to be invisible.

Just now, after Xinglian Jiang's ideological education was ended, Jiang Chao's police officers ordered him to be taken to the hospital in order to have him perform a hand check again. It seems that Xunlian even suddenly did not believe That excuse for a professor of orthopedics.

And Xing Lianlian himself, of course, along with the dynasty, remained at the scene to handle the follow-up matters.

"That is to say, just because the live broadcast is bright again, you have been so nervous for so long, that you have only come to visit me till now?" Su Fengzi aggravated his voice and asked repeatedly.

"You don't have any major issues, don't you complain so much?" Lin Chen looked up at the wall clock on the wall, before the end of the nine o'clock visit, ignoring the time he had spent wandering with Xun Conglian. It's not too late.

"How can you say that it is not a big deal? No one will cut me an apple if you don't come." Su Fengzi crossed his long legs, pressed the remote control in his hand, changed the table, then lowered the remote control, and took the apple from the bedside table. Pass it to him, "You didn't do that before."

I do n’t know if he was injured or really blame him for being late. Su Fengzi was full of resentment today. He said, while raising his right hand entangled with gauze sadly, showing his “work injury”.

Lin Chen shook the corners of his mouth and shoved the apples back into the fruit basket, saying, "Of course, you know very well that I'm not in love anymore."

I didn't expect that he answered so crisply. Rao is Su Fengzi also silent for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Lin, honestly don't you think that sentence was a bit shameful?"

"Yes."

"And it's so heartbreaking to me."

"Yeah yeah."

"I've worked **** the cabbage I raised."

"Ok."

"Children who marry spilled water."

"Yes."

Lin Chen replied casually while watching the entertainment news being broadcast on TV.

That seemed to be news about a singer's inappropriate speech, which caused some fans to resent him. He hadn't seen this entertaining gossip for a long time, and occasionally it seemed interesting. When the anchor finished talking about the focus of the music fans on both sides, Lin Chen realized that the person on the bed didn't say anything.

He turned his head and found that Su Fengzi was studying him very seriously.

"You will never be in this state when you finish your case."

Su Fengzi said calmly.

"What was my state before and what is it now?" Lin Chen asked.

"You used to shut yourself in silently for many days, and then lied to me every day to deliver you food. Now you are all in love, when will the money be paid?"

"I used to be a secondary 2 student. I couldn't figure out too many things, but what about now?" Lin Chen silently turned the topic of switching between meals and turned sharply.

But how could a person like Su Fengzi do as he wished: "So, have you figured out about Huang Weiwei's death?"

Su Fengzi asked.

His eyes were rare and serious, as if someone was piercing your balloon when he was happy in the playground, or walking around in the community, he was poured over his head with cold water. Lin Chen lowered his eyes, and the floor tiles were white. For about three seconds, he felt that the cold water caused his bone marrow to feel cold.

He fisted hard and took a deep breath. Unlike when he was facing Huang Ze, he suddenly heard someone mention the name again. The fragmentary pictures appeared one by one, and those regrettable moments were played again. He actually Once again, there is the idea of turning the time to change the past.

This is of course a delusion, a very, very unhealthy delusion.

Lin Chen found that he had to mobilize all his psychological adjustment knowledge before he could suppress those emotions again.

"Fengzi, I found that you have a serious problem." Lin Chen covered her eyes and tried to wrap those pictures again.

"Do you want to praise me for being too understanding?"

"No, I mean, you really like which pot is not open."

"Have your prestigious teacher ever taught you, forcibly pressing down the unpleasant memory without trying to solve it, then it will always be there, and over time, it will cause you serious mental illness, and you will be hard to return at that time. No more powerful psychiatrist can cure you. "

Su Fengzi said very seriously.

"But how can I solve it?" Lin Chen asked back.

In this world, or in life, there are always some hurdles or problems that can never be solved, because it is too difficult, so what can we do besides bypassing it?

"Have you ever talked to your police officer, the kidnapping and murder case?"

"No."

"why?"

"Because he never asked me."

Su Fengzi sat upright, and asked again, "Why!"

"Why are you so gossip?" Lin Chen asked, frowning.

"I heard that you and Huang Ze have met each other. Isn't it strange that Xun Ze even wondered about Huang Ze's perverted yelling, yelling and killing without asking for it? There are only two possibilities for the case you used to be, or he can really bear it, or he doesn't care about you at all ... "Su Fengzi prolonged the tail, his eyes fluttered, and his eyes finally came with With a smile, "I think you really have to work hard alone."

Lin Chen was helpless.

After all, Su Fengzi is Su Fengzi. He is too keen and sharp. He just wanted to ask those questions and words when they met again. Rarely solve the case and ask questions. He was stung for a few hours before he could gossip. No wonder The grievances are so deep.

"In fact, there is a third possibility." Lin Chen shook his head and said.

"What is possible?"

"Because of things like secrets, you can only talk about it when you need to push your heart." Lin Chen went to the end of the bed, slowly lowered Su Fengzi's bed, then turned off the TV, and pressed the patient who was struggling to sit up on the bed. Finally covered him with a quilt. "You don't have to think too complicated. The reason why he didn't ask me is simple, because he has too many stories to tell."

Lin Chen sat down beside the bed again, and dim the lamp at the bedside.

Thinking of that room card, those inexplicable dynasties, but a strange but talented dynasty, where would Conglian be an ordinary criminal policeman?

But he is really just an ordinary criminal policeman, there must be many stories in it, many stories he has never told.

Lin Chen certainly wants to know those stories, but telling the story and listening to the story need the right time. Maybe a pot of wine or a cup of tea or maybe go out late at night. You go left and I go right but I still encounter Moment. But unfortunately, they still haven't come to such a time that they feel appropriate to each other, and it is quite possible that they will never get there like that in their lives.

If you can't treat each other frankly, it is the minimum respect to keep the proper distance to others *. At least, he wants to do this to him.

"It's not very interesting for you," Su Fengzi said after a long time.

"I think it's kind of fun."

"Where is the fun?"

It's interesting that if he hadn't come to that moment, he could always have fantasies about punishment, that's all.

"Well, are you really empathetic and do not fall in love, or did you pay me back the money that had been used in college?" Su Fengzi turned around and turned his back to him.

"Why are you so marketable?" Lin Chen laughed.

"I'm really sad. What's so good about Xing Lianlian?"

"Su Fengzi, you know you are asking this question, especially like the little girls in your novel."

"Then I change the question, what's wrong with Xinglianlian?"

Lin Chen thought about it, or said, "It is said that his hidden desire to control is very strong."

"Oh, the ability to control human nature is also very strong."

Lin Chen took a bite of the apple and found that such words came out of Su Fengzi's mouth. He was not surprised at all: "Well, it is possible, but I haven't tried it yet."

...

When leaving the hospital, Lin Chen no longer remembered what he and Su Fengzi had last talked about in the dimly lit ward.

It's about boring and can be written into the dialogue in a three-fiction romance novel.

When the wind blows at night, he suddenly realizes that Su Fengzi is likely to take him as the material, so he asked so many weird questions.

Xinglian's jeep stopped on the opposite road, and across the long and empty road, he saw him standing beside the car, but did not smoke.

The night wind brushed his hair and his shirt, his face was blurred, but his figure was clear.

Lin Chen walked towards him, suddenly wondering, what would happen to his story written in Su Fengzi's book?

"How is Su Fengzi?" After getting on the train, Xun Conglian's first question was actually asking Su Fengzi.

Lin Chen fastened her seat belt and saw that the dynasty was holding a computer and slept awkwardly in the back row. She wanted to torture Cong Lian because she was afraid that the atmosphere in the car would be too deserted, so she could find a topic to chat with.

"Be happy, Miss Nurse bought him an apple, and he clamored that no one would peel him."

"You friend, it's very interesting." Xing Conglian lowered a car window, and the night breeze made people a little more awake. "How is your hand?"

"Going to remake the film, the doctor who showed me the film looked at me for a long time with a look of nothing." Lin Chen leaned on the back of the chair, at this time it was close to midnight, there were no people on the street, and the whole city was calm. As if in a dream, he turned to look at Xun Conglian and said, "Fortunately, I didn't take the case written by Professor Zhang, otherwise the attending physician would probably scold someone."

Xun Lian laughed abruptly: "Consultant Lin, the organization also reimburses you for your health."

Lin Chen smiled and shook her head, asking, "How is Jiang Chao?"

"Probably everything is fine except for a three-day, three-night report."

"So what's next?"

"Of course, it will be checked by Yongchuan police, we have to go home tomorrow."

When he said he was going home, he stopped the car just outside the hotel. They faced a wide lake, and the cool lake wind ran across the carriage.

Xing Conglian looked back at the young man who was still smashing in the back seat, and asked him with a smile: "How do we leave him here?"

His words were of course pure, but when he heard it in Lin Chen, he couldn't help but stop.

Sure enough, I have to talk to Su Fengzi less ...

Lin Chen thought about it, but saw that Cong Lian suddenly opened the door and got out of the car, then went to the door on his side, knocked on the window, and asked with a smile, "Counselor Lin, are you free to have a drink together?"

Before he could react, he saw Xun take two cans of Yongchuan Junsheng from his left and right pockets, and then opened the door for him.

"I thought this case was over, and everyone could go and drink together." Xing Cong leaned in front of the car, opened the pull ring, and handed the beer over, "but it seems that only the two of us can drink."

The lake breeze was so refreshing, Lin Chen held the beer can and touched him lightly, but did not speak.

In the distance, the lake surface was dark and peaceful, only the scattered lights dotted the lake shore. .

The night is deep.

Not much.

"The scenery here is great, and drinking is good."

"Yeah, I think so."

"Can you still have breakfast near your school tomorrow with the dynasty?"

"Yes, it will be nice to take you to another house tomorrow."

In short, it is about this kind of gossip without too much meaning. I don't know what to say or how much to say, but it is about wherever I say.

"Three tombs, is it really a non-existent organization?"

Suddenly, he heard Xing Conglian ask like this.

Lin Chen leaned on the bumper, drank a drink with a smile, and then turned around to see Xing Conglian's quiet and profound eyes.