Lin Chen has always been very clear that the Chen family is in trouble, and this is something Xing Conglian specially reminded him before he came to Yongchuan.
But the truth is, no one likes to be in constant trouble.
After hearing Xing Conglian briefly explain the content of the phone call to him, he had some doubts that there was something wrong with his ears: "School forum, photos? They suspect that I used hypnotism on the deceased?"
"Senior brother, it's the post on the top of our school's BBS!" Fu Hao touched his pocket and wanted to get his phone, but he couldn't find it.
The Dynasty responded faster, he sat down again, took out his notebook, typed the address, opened the webpage, then put the computer on his head, and said, "Professor Fu, look at this post."
Fu Hao pulled Lin Chen, bent down slightly, opened the post, and said, "Yes, that's it, brother, take a look."
Lin Chen quickly scanned the main building and the replies, and suddenly calmed down, he just said, "The angle of the photo is very good."
Fu Hao was excited, and as soon as he was excited, he started chatting again: "Senior brother, why are the Chen family so old and ghostly? And it's not a good time for the person who took the photos to take these photos. Is the photo the murderer? It's filmed, the Chen family specially chose the time to launch the attack, would it have been discussed with the murderer, I think the Chen family is very suspicious!"
"Dynasty, what do you think?" Lin Chen picked up the computer from the boy's head.
Xing Conglian took advantage of the situation to pull the little comrade up from the ground and said, "Don't sit on the ground when you are all right."
"How can I type without sitting, boss, I'm working, do you understand, dedicated!" After Wang Chao finished speaking, he ignored the punishment, and his expression instantly stiffened when he looked at the computer screen, "This angle... this machine Bit…”
"how?"
"It seems to be directly intercepted from the live broadcast!" Wang Chao looked at Lin Chen and said in surprise.
Fu Hao was at a loss: "What live broadcast?"
It was just the other three present, no one answered his question, but started chatting on their own.
"From the point of view, it really looks like it was captured by the two surveillance cameras used for the live broadcast of the death." Xing Conglian said.
"Then, is it really what the live broadcasters did? Then why did they take these photos and post them to frame Achen?"
"Because we are about to touch the line?" Lin Chen replied.
"Touch the line, what line?" Fu Hao continued to interrupt.
But still no one responded to him. After all, if you are chasing dramas, you will not be able to keep up with the plot if you are only one episode away.
"Indeed, when the investigation reaches a critical point, it will always arouse the vigilance and obstruction of the murderer behind the scenes." Xing Conglian analyzed, "Actually, this post appeared at a very good time, just after the three committed suicide, And just when we traced the live broadcast website, this first shows that our direction is not wrong; secondly, it also shows that this case must be very simple, and there is a deep criminal network behind it." Xing Conglian said, earnestly Looking at Lin Chen, he asked, "But the question is, what about the Chen family? Are they being used by the murderer against you, or is this their business?"
After all, it is the realm of Yongchuan. A big family with deep roots like the Chen family will inevitably have some shady livelihoods. Similarly, only a big family like the Chen family can support these dark livelihoods and not be easily discovered. .
Xing Conglian's inference is actually quite reasonable.
However, Lin Chen shook his head: "I don't know, but I suspect that it wasn't the Chen family who did it."
"why?"
"Their IQ is not yet so high, and their courage is not so great."
Lin Chen said calmly, as if explaining some normal fact, but if the butler of the Chen family, who is always in a neat suit, was present, he would probably vomit blood because of Lin Chen's understatement.
"It's actually a good thing, they start to get nervous, then we will have a chance instead. After all, nervous people are always not so thorough, and then they will make mistakes." Lin Chen said, patted Xing Conglian's arm, " Come on, let's go meet them."
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In the small conference room of the administrative building of Yongchuan University, there is smoke and a lot of people.
Most of the cigarettes were smoked by Jiang Chao, but most of the sounds were not made by him.
A group of people in the conference room were arguing over a post. Jiang Chao took out a cigarette case and was about to get another one. At this moment, the office door was pushed open.
"Is this on fire?"
Xing Conglian's voice came from the door.
Hearing this voice, Jiang Chao turned his head suddenly, rushed to the door as if seeing a savior, and dragged him into the house with all his strength: "Old Xing, you are finally here!"
As he said, he held Lin Chen with the other hand and refused to let go: "Consultant Lin is here too!"
I don't know if it was because of Xing Conglian's arrival or because of Jiang Chao's last words, the whole office suddenly fell silent.
Lin Chen looked around the room, and it was no surprise that he saw the figures of Vice President Xu and the big housekeeper of the Chen family. In the same room, there were three people who looked like leaders of the college, and four or five family members of the students who were red-eyed and crying.
Come to think of it, it was really not easy for Jiang Chao to carry ten men alone for so long.
Facing those suspicious, angry, or sarcastic eyes, Lin Chen walked into the room, but instead of sitting down at the long conference table, he walked over to the water dispenser and poured a glass of water.
"You are Lin Chen, you are the one who killed my daughter, right!"
A middle-aged woman stood up, pointed at his back and scolded.
The water gurgled down.
Without being angry or surprised, Lin Chen turned around slowly, took a leisurely sip from the paper cup, as if drinking water was not as important as the challenge, so he drank half the glass of water before opening his mouth: "Oh, Hypnosis? This is an idea."
Hearing this, Jiang Chao frowned: "Is it really hypnosis, Consultant Lin?"
"Unfortunately, this can't be hypnosis." Lin Chen looked at the butler who was sitting at the end of the conference table, raised his glass, and greeted him slightly.
"My son won't jump off the building for no reason. Someone must have harmed him!" Hearing this, the woman seemed to have lost all her strength. She sat down in a dejected seat and said, covering her face.
"Yes, my niece is very cheerful, she won't commit suicide, you must have hypnotized these people, don't make excuses!" Another middle-aged man said.
"What misunderstanding do you have about hypnosis?" Lin Chen put down the paper cup, walked forward, and stood in front of the middle-aged man, "Have you watched too many TV shows?"
"What's your attitude!" The middle-aged man said angrily.
"If you understand this sentence without emotion, you can realize, I mean, the reason you think hypnosis kills is because there are so many works of art that suggest you, psychologists or psychiatrists , they are all devils who can read people's hearts and even manipulate people's hearts, right?" The more angry the other party was, the calmer Lin Chen became.
"You dare say you can't be hypnotized, then... Then what are you doing to that girl at the scene!"
"Do you mean that?" Lin Chen said, took a few steps, squatted down in front of the middle-aged woman, stretched out her fingers, and said to the woman, "Please follow my fingers to move your eyes, is it okay?"
As he spoke, he began to move his fingers left and right, up and down at a steady frequency.
At first, the middle-aged woman resisted, but slowly, her eyes began to move with Lin Chen's fingers.
The conference room was quiet again. After all, the psychiatrist personally took action. Few people have seen such a scene with their own eyes, so everyone present was very curious and looked at the scene in front of them.
Gradually, they found that the woman's emotions calmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But Butler Chen's face became ugly.
Finally, Lin Chen withdrew his hand and remained calm. He asked, "How do you feel?"
The woman was a little dazed: "I..."
"Are you still aware?"
"Clear... I feel... "
"It's weird, you feel better, don't you?"
"This is not hypnosis, it's just an eye movement desensitization technique with a less standard procedure. It can reduce your negative emotions and is mostly used for the treatment of post-traumatic stress." Lin Chen said, patted the back of the woman's hand, and resumed stand up.
The middle-aged woman clutched her chest and seemed to be feeling her emotions. Lin Chen didn't say anything, just walked a few steps in the direction of Xing Conglian.
"You... you... do you have a phone?" the woman suddenly raised her head and asked.
"The therapist at Yongchuan University's Psychological Counseling Center will only be more professional than me." Lin Chen stopped, turned around, and said lightly, "If you continue to have nightmares or feel in a trance, please seek professional help. ."
Although this sentence seems to be said to a middle-aged woman, it seems to be said to the family members of the victims at the scene.
It was probably because Lin Chen's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and every sentence sounded very reasonable. The family members of the students who had been excited by suicide didn't even speak anymore.
Some people even looked at Lin Chen from suspicion to trust.
Seeing this, the housekeeper, who had never spoken, finally stood up: "Lin Chen, you are really good at talking about him... Obviously the question we discussed just now was whether you hypnotized the suicide, but what are you performing on the spot? Psychotherapy, no matter how benevolent you act, your heart is still dirty!"
"I already answered it just now, this is not hypnosis."
"Oh, the murderer will never say that he is the murderer."
"The reason is very simple, I can't do this, and I think that there are no more than ten hypnotists in the world who can hypnotize others to commit suicide by jumping off a building. The annual salary of those people starts from one million dollars."
The implication is that the hypnotist will not be idle and come to the school to hypnotize a few students.
It's just that this sentence fell into Butler Chen's ears and turned into a different look.
"In other words, you also admit that it is possible to induce students to commit suicide through hypnotism?"
"Yes, yes, it is really possible that it was a murder." Vice-Principal Xu hurriedly agreed. After all, if it was a student suicide, the school would face huge compensation. If it was a murder, the school's responsibility would be much lighter.
"Oh, I remember, what I said just now is impossible." Lin Chen sat down on the chair beside Xing Conglian, "It is almost impossible to hypnotize others to commit crimes, let alone suicide?"
"As I remember, Consultant Lin is a top student in the Department of Psychology. It is impossible to hypnotize others to commit crimes? You haven't even heard of the Heidelberg incident, have you?"
Hearing this, Lin Chen suddenly raised his head, but smiled instead: "You know about the Heidelberg incident, you really did a lot of preparations in advance." He said meaningfully, however, he did not continue talking to Butler Chen. Chances: "In the Heidelberg incident, the hypnotist did hypnotize Mrs. E, causing her to attempt to murder her husband, but if you read the Heidelberg incident file carefully, you will find that Mrs. E has been hypnotized six times after being hypnotized. In the process of murder, it is actually very painful, because people's subconscious will refuse to do things that go against moral values. matter."
"Then why, Mrs. E in the story would accept the hint and want to kill her husband?" Xu Guoqing was a little fascinated, and suddenly asked.
"Sorry, I can't tell you what method the hypnotist used to complete this almost impossible crime, I hope you can understand." Lin Chen paused and said, "But I can only say, The hypnotist actually hypnotized Mrs. E for several years in her capacity as a psychotherapist, and I obviously did not have the conditions to know the deceased for several years, let alone I did not. The ability to perform such complex hypnotic activities, and finally induce them to commit suicide."
Lin Chen's self-evidence ended cleanly.
Everyone present was a little stunned, but they had to pass. This confession was too clear and powerful. Even Xu Guoqing felt that something was wrong with his hand, and he couldn't help but want to applaud or something.
"Oh!" Jiang Chao finally understood what Lin Chen meant, he thought for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "But you didn't say hypnosis is an idea, what do you mean?"
"I said it's not hypnosis in the traditional sense, but it's really a line of thought to solve a crime."
Lin Chen said, looking out the window.