Towards evening, the sky was overcast, which was obviously not a good omen.
Ren Xian returned to the conference room upstairs after he had dealt with his subordinates.
In fact, as a senior detective of the serious crime team, he has a set of internal procedures for dealing with inner ghosts. Whether it is to kill or use bait, there are different considerations, and it is really difficult for outsiders to ask.
But Lin Chen thought that Ren Xian would probably choose to keep everything that happened today in his heart, because it is difficult for him to trust anyone else now, at least in the case of Fang Zhiming, he has lost the ability to trust .
It's like having to label unsuitable seeds, seal them up in the corner of a storage room, and wait for spring breeze and suitable soil.
Secrets are probably like this. It’s not that they can’t be told, but that the right time has never been reached, so they must be kept secret. He really understands this feeling too well.
Just like Fang Cai, his conversation with Xing Conglian ended naturally after he finished talking about drinking.
And Xing Conglian didn't make any statement on whether he would entertain guests, meaning that after that, Xing Conglian not only didn't answer whether it was good or bad, he didn't even say a word.
After getting to know Xing Conglian, Lin Chen realized that this person is really cautious, which is completely inconsistent with his appearance. This cautiousness falls into some small details, which shows that it is difficult for you to detect him before he actually starts to deal with some things. Any apparent attitude or inclination that makes it hard for others to guess what he's thinking.
And the cause of this cautious past is naturally a secret.
After Lin Chen wrote the last thread, he handed it over to the other party for review.
After reading it, Xing Conglian said in surprise: "Consultant Lin, just these few topic posts, I have the urge to handcuff you."
His tone and expression were very natural, as if they hadn't had any private conversations before.
Lin Chen sighed in disbelief.
Although he said so, Xing Conglian quickly translated the filthy and morbid sentences he wrote and typed them into the computer, while Ren Xian only needed to finish the work of copying and pasting.
Before that, the captain of the criminal police had completed the planning and arrangement of the psychological test for thousands of people, including a series of tasks such as the specific executor's classroom arrangement and sequence. .
So that when Fu Hao came after class, he had almost nothing to say about this arrangement.
You must know that Professor Fu specializes in psychometrics and has presided over many large-scale joint tests. He has too much say in the quality of the test plan.
"The computer test and the paper-and-pencil test are conducted at the same time... Although it is not preferable from the control of measurement error, it is not a big problem if you are in a hurry. I will wait in our computer room to prepare, but why is there a detailed rule for participating in the computer room? The students who take the test will gather in the cafeteria first, without notifying the test location in advance, and then I will lead the team to the computer room?"
"Just in case."
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Just in case, it's almost become Xing Conglian's motto recently.
Maybe in one sentence.
When night falls, it starts to rain.
Spring rain does not have any rules. It is big and small, and the whole campus is shrouded in such thin rain and fog, emitting a quiet light.
But for the students of the Department of Psychology, Chemistry and Medicine of Yongchuan University, the night was doomed to be quiet.
After all, they are college students who are used to being sloppy. No one wants to go to the teaching building when they should be in the dormitory, watching dramas and playing games. They do more than 500 personality test questions. They even have to fill in the answer sheets carefully. torment in torment.
The rainy night was cold and humid, and the air was filled with the sizzling sound of electronic equipment.
For the purpose of concealment, Lin Chen could only sit in the monitoring room and observe every move of the 10 classrooms.
As if copied and pasted, the scene in each classroom is almost identical.
In the front and back of the classroom, the doctoral students who Fu Hao called to conduct the test were sitting. After they explained and distributed the test paper, they began to play with their mobile phones bored.
At this moment, most of the students are bent over and holding pens. They turned the test book page by page. Although some people are yawning and some people are answering the questions at an extraordinary speed, the problem is that only from the angles of those who bow their heads Or the curvature of the back, you can't judge at all, which of them is different from the others.
"Hey, your school is really strong, and even the classrooms have cameras."
The door of the monitoring room was pushed open, Lin Chen turned his head, saw Xing Conglian carrying two cups of coffee, and walked slowly into the room.
"Did you see anything?" Xing Conglian asked.
He shook his head: "The angle is not good. The cameras are mainly used to monitor the teacher's class, so they are all installed on the back wall. It is difficult to see anything suspicious just by looking at the movements."
Looking at the uniform backs of the students, Lin Chen was a little depressed.
"After all, there are too many students." Xing Conglian reassured, his voice was low, like something he said casually.
But this sentence fell in Lin Chen's ears, but it seemed like a thunder suddenly struck in the dark night. He raised his head slightly and frowned, only to feel that the surrounding air was very annoying.
"What's wrong?" Xing Conglian said.
"You reminded me just now, the most dangerous place in the whole incident."
"what?"
"We can't see it." He folded his hands on the table, stared at the more than 500 students on the screen, and said, "Even if some students can be screened out, there are still those children we can't see, because they It's become a completely different person."
It's as if a single fishing net can never catch all the fish in the pond. All they are doing now is to fish out those species that fit the size of the net, but the remaining fish are still swimming freely.
"It's not easy to find some people. Anyway, there is a breakthrough." Xing Conglian said.
"Have you ever thought that even if there is a breakthrough, it may be difficult for us to reach the essence of the problem, that is, what caused them to do such a thing?"
"But you said, it's not drugs or hypnosis. How can people lose themselves for no reason? They can't be put down, right?"
Hearing this, Lin Chen raised his head and was speechless for a long time.
The window of the monitoring room was half-open, and I could vaguely see the bright lights in the teaching building in the distance.
Unconsciously, the sound of rain gradually became denser, and their conversation seemed to be covered up by the sound of rain.
"What's wrong?" Xing Conglian asked.
"You have given me a very bad inspiration, I hope I won't be fooled by your unbelief."
"Consultant Lin, feudal superstition is so bad..." Xing Conglian was shocked and asked in a low voice, "It's not really some kind of sorcery, is it?"
"Does psychology's sorcery count?"
Lin Chen didn't intend to scare Xing Conglian, but from the man's expression, he could see a trace of consternation, and the expression flashed away, as if something illuminated his entire face, and then Lin Chen noticed that that It was because of a flash of lightning outside the window.
"It's hard to say now, let's wait for the results." He said before the thunder rang.
"I hope to get out smoothly." Xing Conglian said.
In a word, Lin Chen felt that Xing Conglian's recent adversarial spirit seemed to be too accurate.
Because after Xing Conglian finished saying "Pray for success", a thunderstorm fell from the sky. The thunder was so loud that the glass windows of the entire building seemed to tremble because of it. He even heard some screams coming from the teaching building in the distance.
Then the sound of rain became violent and fell haphazardly.
Chunyu and Chunlei are both unreasonable beings. They come overwhelmingly with powerful vitality, and even the air begins to riot.
He stood up and looked out the window, and after another newer and brighter lightning bolt, the light suddenly went out.
This is an even more unreasonable plot than Chunlei, but the fact is, without any warning, a large campus in the distance fell into darkness, as if someone wiped out the darkness with a chalkboard, including the teaching building where psychological tests are being conducted, there are The lights of dozens of teaching buildings were dimmed, and the rest of the school was still brightly lit at the moment.
Lin Chen said to Xing Conglian by the glimmer of lightning, "After this matter is over, you really want to go and say goodbye."
He said and took out his phone.
Thanks to Xing Conglian's careful and thoughtful work, before the organization of the personality test, those doctoral students who were responsible for the specific implementation of the test were all dragged into the WeChat group.
"Appease the students and guard the front and rear doors."
"No one is allowed to leave the classroom."
He posted two lines in the group.
The students sitting in the dark classroom were all stunned, and there was a second or two of silence before screaming.
Then the thunder exploded, and the timid girls began to scream, and those shrill voices, like a torrential rain, began to tear the entire dark building.
However, not all the students were shouting, and most of them fell into silence. They listened to the screams around them. They looked around at first, and gradually, under those shrill voices, there were anxious whispers.
"I'm so scary."
"Not those who commit suicide..."
"Has it been haunted, why did the power go out all of a sudden?"
The students whispered and made unreasonable guesses, but in the dark night in the rainstorm, these guesses existed real and three-dimensional.
They even felt that the wind passing through the hall became cooler, as if some sharp fingers pierced the darkness and were about to choke their necks.
As if countless ants had crawled over, the students' small protests sounded one after another.
"It's scary, teacher, what should I do if the power goes out!"
"Can we go!"
"Teacher, just let us go!"
Anxious and irritable voices slowly rose and fermented.
Lin Chen stood in the monitoring room, overlooking the dark night in the distance.
At this moment, Xing Conglian also put down his phone: "It seems that there is a sudden power failure in those buildings, and the school security is rushing to the power distribution room. This is very strange."
Another thunderstorm fell from the sky, and the rumbling thunder rolled over, and Lin Chen could hardly hear his voice.