Criminal Psychology

Yanjia Lane is very long.

After all, Hongjing is an ancient city, so the classic and modern here are always singularly intertwined, so Yanjia Lane is about the bridge that connects classical and modern.

It may be too literary to say this. In fact, one year ago, Yanjiaxiang was also an ordinary dilapidated street. Later, after transformation, it became the current literary and artistic appearance.

When walking to the door of the house, Xun Conglian said that he had to go home and change clothes, and it was not good to wear a police uniform and go to the mall.

Opposite their house is an antique shop.

Lin Chen didn't know, since when he began to get used to the concept of "their home" or "our home". Actually, No. 3 Yanjiaxiang was not his home, he just lived in that house temporarily. The tenant who does not have to pay rent here, but it is strange that from the first day he lived in, he and Xun Cong had never agreed on the rent and never mentioned the rent.

It is strange for each other to take no money for granted.

Lin Chen stepped on two steps and opened the Feng Shui curtain hanging on the door of the antique shop.

The dynasty was closing the umbrella beside him, smelling the slightly scent, and the young man sucked at his nose several times, and then licked his lips subconsciously.

The owner is an old couple over the age of seventy. Rather than selling antiques, it is more appropriate to rent a shop casually to support them every year, so there is nothing in the shop, except for a few pieces of porcelain in the Bogu cabinet.

Those porcelains may seem expensive, but they may also be completely modern imitations, anyway, he cannot see the value of those things.

Very casual, casually very suitable for torture an old couple from neighbors.

People gather by class, which is probably the case.

When they entered the shop, the owner Mr. Lao was sitting cross-legged on the bamboo collapse and drinking tea. When they saw them entering the room, the old man beckoned him to sit down on the bamboo collapse side, and yelled at the dynasty: "Hey, Mr. Wang, Come play chess? "

"No, no, let's hide from the rain and wait to go out for dinner." The dynasty sucked his nose, waved at the old gentleman, and then walked around the shop familiarly. He first pretended to see porcelain for a while. And walk straight to the corner of the store.

Under the flower window there was a small coal stove, which was gurgling on the coal stove and simmering a pot of dried bamboo shoots.

The heat and fragrance swell out in the dusk of the rainy season, which can especially attract the maggots in the stomach.

The old lady was sitting in a rocking chair by the hearth, holding a fan in her hand, and gently fanning, seeing the dynasty entering the house, the old lady's mouth had been smirking for a long time, but she pretended to close her eyes and did not speak.

The dynasty made two turns around the window like a headless fly, then squatted by the pot.

Seeing this, the old woman opened her eyes with satisfaction and asked, "Want to eat?"

But the dynasty did not answer this question immediately, but looked back at him.

The eyes were full of craving, Lin Chen looked helplessly at the old gentleman, picked up the tea that the old gentleman had just poured for him, took a sip, and then nodded.

After the young man got permission, he hugged the old lady's thigh and shouted, "Grandma, I didn't eat any lunch, so hungry and hungry."

"Go to the kitchen and get the bowl yourself!" The old lady happily patted the dynasty's head with a fan, and sat upright.

It is similar to describe it with electric light flint or wind-wound residual clouds. In short, the old lady directly picked the best meat and filled the dynasty with a large bowl. The dynasty quickly drank a whole bowl of dried bamboo shoots with the speed of the master of rhythm. At the end of the day, he still ran to the kitchen to wash the dishes while Xunlian didn't go out.

Recalling their last and last time eating rice in the store, they probably mainly relied on the dynasty's deep selling skills and the thickness of their shameless faces. In short, thanks.

Lin Chen sighed, stood up from Zhuta, and said goodbye to the owner.

"Thank you, Grandma. Your cooking is ten thousand times better than Aunt Zhou's!"

When he went out, the boy said to the old lady while blowing a kiss.

"Then come back next time, grandma will keep it for you!"

The old woman looked at them and smiled.

...

When the sentence came out of the company, the rain was slightly lighter.

He changed a long black trench coat and put on the simplest smoke-grey t-shirt inside. This is the most unusual dress. It may be that Xun Cong has been sleeping a lot and has a good spirit. There are many, so it is a little amazing to change it.

Of course, it is also possible, Lin Chen thought, maybe he was in a good mood, so he felt that the man standing in front of Zhumen was particularly pleasing.

Black trousers and low-top leather boots, he looked at him from head to toe, a rare sense of vanity.

Even the dynasty said impatiently, "Boss, you just need to swipe a card. Do you need to dress like this?"

"What's wrong with me, isn't it just plain clothes!" Xing Cong flirted with his hair and asked very strangely.

"No, this dress must be very expensive, isn't it!" The dynasty rushed over and touched Conglian's trench coat, and pursed his lips.

"Last year the counter was discounted and I bought it for 500 yuan."

"I do not believe!"

"Maybe it's because I'm good?" Xing Cong patted the dynasty's shoulders and relieved. "You can't wear children's clothes because of the best ready-to-wear clothes, you deny that there are people in the world who can wear ordinary clothes with high-end texture Ah young man. "

"I'm 179, children's clothing your sister!" The dynasty retorted dissatisfied.

As if being frustrated by the man's self-esteem, the dynasty said, and handed him the umbrella, then jumped on the back of Xing Conglian, forcibly looking at the windbreaker collar.

The next moment, the scream of the boy sounded.

"Oh, it's a golden deer. What's wrong with your boss, it's too bad!"

The dynasty jumped off Lien's back and took two steps back, pointing at the trench coat of Xun Conglian with an unbelievable eye, saying, "Boss, how have you been so miserable. Is it because the international crude oil has fallen so badly recently? Precious metals have plummeted, how could you be here! "

Xuncong didn't even bother to deal with him. He took his own windbreaker in a very simple manner, and said cherishly, "What happened to Jinlu, there are thousands of domestic famous brands and counters. You need to be careful!"

Lin Chen looked at Xun Conglian's clothes. The obvious two oil claw marks could not help narrowing his eyes.

I saw the dynasty still performing very sadly. He turned around and hid under the umbrella, shaking his head sadly, and striving to get away from the sentence as far as possible: "It's too miserable, so miserable, wait for me to pick you up Let ’s have two clothes. Let ’s console the widow. ”

Lin Chen was dragged by him and walked two steps, and soon came behind Cong Lianlian's angry shout: "Did you put a fingerprint on Lao Tzu?"

"Not me, which eye do you see me doing?"

Before his words fell, the back of his neck was violently caught by torture.

Xun Cong did not hesitate to drag people out of the umbrella, pointing at the surveillance camera on a small intersection they just passed, saying, "Wang Xiansen, please see clearly what is there, please don't quibble?"

"Are you sure you can tune into the full video?" Wang Chao looked at the camera and said disdainfully.

Thinking of the juvenile's technique of being in a no-man's land, Xun Conglian was glared with anger once again: "Why is your hand and mouth so oily!" He looked at the juvenile's face and said suddenly.

"I had a bowl of dried bamboo shoots."

"Where did you eat?"

"Grandma gave it to me!"

"The grandma at our door?"

"Yes indeed!"

"You didn't say it earlier!" Xing Cong even felt heartbroken, hoping to turn around and eat a bowl.

"I didn't tell you that!"

"..."

Lin Chen held an umbrella and watched them fight all the way.

Although there was no one other than them in the old street in the evening, it might be the footsteps around him, or the dynasty and Xing Conglian were too noisy. He didn't have any sense of loneliness and depression.

What should I say? It seems that the cold rainy season has become moist and tender.

The only problem is that the original 10-minute trip will be much longer, but it is not bad.

...

When we reached the road on the other side of Yanjia Lane, it was completely dark.

Because of the darkness, the façade of the tall buildings and neon lights in the distance make people feel as if they have come to another world.

The dynasty called up the mobile phone navigation and gave the prisoner Cong Lian the location of the new mall. Soon, a mall that was apparently just opened appeared in front of them.

Although it is just starting business, there are already a lot of customers who come in and out of the new mall.

Inadvertently, Lin Chen looked up at the name of the mall, and was a bit surprised.

If he had previously known that the new mall that the dynasty wanted to go to was called "Ansheng International", then he probably would have preferred Huyou to eat takeaway at home rather than come here. However, when he looked at the two people beside him, it seemed that he didn't care or knew about it, and he suddenly let go.

Well, it ’s just a meal. Why care about who runs the mall?

The two, Xing Conglian and the Dynasty, adhered to the good tradition that police officers are absolutely not picky about eating. They had no opinion on the selection of restaurants based on the scores of review sites, so in the end they sat in peace In a Yunnan restaurant called Caiyunjian.

"Wow wow, this phoenix looks so awesome!"

Comrade Wang Chao looked at the menu and burst out exclaiming.

Lin Chen took the tea from Lian Lian, drank half a sip, and went over to look at the menu.

This restaurant seems to be taking a special course. On the menu, each dish is gorgeous and unusual, the plate is huge, and it is decorated with an exaggerated peacock head. It looks more expensive than looking delicious. Look like.

But in fact, the price of each menu here is very moderate, no wonder the evaluation is very good.

Lin Chen drank tea again, and suddenly heard the soft voice of the waitress from the side: "If it is three people, we actually recommend our special three-person package. The discount is 488 yuan, if you can add one more If you have 500 yuan for a snack, you can also give you two tickets for the meeting. "

"What ticket to meet?" The eyes of the dynasty suddenly lighted.

"It is the front seat tickets of Mr. Li Jingtian's fan meeting held in the lobby of the first floor of our Anson International Shopping Center the day after tomorrow ..."

"Well, Li Jingtian, hasn't that singer been stunned recently?"

Upon hearing that it was not a beautiful girl group, the Dynasty looked up and said with disappointment.