Criminal Psychology

Chapter 72: books

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Dynasty is probably the kind of kid who can find something exciting no matter what happens.

Lin Chen saw the boy running towards him from a distance, his backpack bumping up and down, and he almost regarded going to the girls' dormitory as a spring outing.

He glanced at the boy apologetically, and gave Xing Conglian a wink.

Under the street light, the captain of the criminal police grabbed his subordinates who were running from a distance, and said with a smile, "Where is Mr. Wang going?"

"Investigate the case!" The young man stood abruptly.

"Where to investigate the case?"

"Isn't it the girls' dormitory?" The boy asked back.

The captain of the criminal police said, took the boy's peaked cap back, and then knocked on his smooth forehead: "What are you thinking, go to the girls' dormitory at night?"

"Won't you take me?" The boy's voice dropped suddenly.

Wang Chao's expression was too aggrieved, which made Lin Chen couldn't help but glance at Xing Conglian.

"Adolescence, adolescence." Xing Conglian explained to him with a smile, then tapped the boy on the head again, and ordered, "Bring out a pair of headphones and a pinhole camera."

"..." Wang Chao widened his eyes, moved his head slowly, stared at Xing Conglian, and said in shock, "Boss, you don't want to secretly take pictures of the girls' dormitory, how did I know such a wretched person!"

"Extraordinary times are very tricky." Xing Conglian paused and continued, "We can't go into the girls' dormitory with great fanfare, it's too easy to arouse suspicion, and a positive questioning is not necessarily effective."

"So you want to find an undercover agent to go in?" Wang Chao squatted down, and by the dim light of the street lamp, he began to rummage through all kinds of messy gadgets in his schoolbag, and mumbled casually, "Then who will you ask for the welfare?"

At this moment, Fu Hao finally walked up to them.

After Lin Chen heard that question, he raised his eyebrows and looked at his junior brother.

"Master... Senior Brother... I'm not suitable!" Professor Fu said stumblingly.

"Only you are suitable. It seems too fanciful for us to go, but the teacher in charge of psychological assessment is talking to students with suicidal tendencies. It is still appropriate."

"But when I lie, I blush. I can't deceive people. What can I do!"

"It's okay, you don't need to lie. After all, even if you induce a confession, she won't let go, so you should just visit the girls' dormitory."

"Yes, visit the dormitory and take some photos!" Comrade Wang Chao jumped up from the ground and couldn't help but said. He pressed a pair of miniature earplugs into Professor Fu's ear, and flipped through a file bag. He walked over and said, "You can hold the document bag with you, and put it under your arm to pretend to use it." He said, like taking out a treasure chest, he turned into something that looked like a cigarette case, and threw it to Fu Hao, saying: " Put the cigarette case on the bookshelf, a little higher, facing the little MM's face."

He finished speaking casually, snapped his fingers, and asked, "Do you understand?"

"How could I possibly understand!"

"Have you ever taken a small video before? An objective perspective of a cigarette case, a subjective perspective of a document bag, so easy!"

Xing Conglian interrupted the noisy two people and said to Hao: "Simply put, the cigarette case is facing the girl, you stand next to the girl, and the camera is aimed at the cigarette case."

"Then when I finish filming, do I need to get the cigarette case back?"

"We're not making a special agent movie, so of course you'll have to take your things back when the time comes. Have a bit of integrity, old Fu!" Wang Chao interjected again, and then slapped a heavy hammer on Professor Fu's back to end did the whole undercover training.

Lin Chen looked at his younger brother's crying face, and said, "201, Building 7, I've worked hard to pay Professor."

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In short, although he did not go to the girls' dormitory, Comrade Wang Chao showed more interest in seeing Professor Fu's undercover girls' dormitory.

They returned to the previous conference room. As soon as they entered the door, the teenager jumped into the back chair excitedly, turned on the computer and opened it to the public, and paid close attention to Professor Fu's every move.

The ups and downs of Jiang Chao's voice echoed in the office. Vice-captain Jiang seemed to be finishing up the stampede accident that almost happened before. Seeing them coming back in, he just nodded and continued to engage in the phone war.

In the corner of the office, Team Leader Ren raised his head sadly, his dark circles were heavy, and then shook his head again, as if he was no longer interested in anything that happened in this world.

Lin Chen lowered his head and looked down at the screen.

It can be distinguished from the voice of the dialogue that came through before, Fu Hao has successfully negotiated with the dormitory aunt and entered the 7 girls' dormitory.

He lived with the dorm auntie step by step. Perhaps because the lighting in the corridor was too dark, the picture showed a dark gray color, like glass that had not been cleaned for decades.

Dynasty opened a new volume of bubble gum, and he was about to open another package of potato chips. He said with some regret: "Without the night vision function, it is not sharp enough. Boss, when will you order some high-end goods!"

Xing Conglian stood with his arms crossed, ignoring him.

The teenager adjusted his sitting position, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, Achen, I sent the file of Sister Xiaojin to your mailbox, you can take a look."

Hearing what he said, Lin Chen immediately took out his mobile phone. The electronic file was actually not that long. He scanned it from beginning to end. It was an unusual growth template for girls.

Although there are thousands of personal growth trajectories, in fact, most people grow up in the established template, like a product that is constantly reproduced, without any new ideas, but no new ideas, it is not a bad thing.

He looked back, and Fu Hao was already standing in the girls' dormitory.

The three girls in the same dormitory and the dormitory aunt went to the outer room. Fu Hao put down the cigarette case on the bookshelf and stood beside the girl according to Xing Conglian's instructions.

For about a minute, neither of the two said a word, only the sound of breathing, and the voices of the girls next door watching the drama, the atmosphere was frighteningly embarrassing.

It doesn't really feel the same as Xu Hao. In the camera, Jin Xiaoan seems to be more like a good girl next door. She lowered her head slightly and didn't say a word.

The girl has a round face. Perhaps because of her short stature, she looks a little fat and her skin is yellow, but it can still be seen that her hairstyle has been carefully decorated, and the desk and bedding are neat and not messy.

"Xiao An, this time, the main reason is that the school sent me to chat with you. Don't be nervous."

Jin Xiaoan's head was still lowered, and she didn't respond to Hao's words, like a dying old man or an autistic child living in her own world. She didn't even notice any changes in her breathing.

Although Fu Hao has done a lot of things like talking with students, but it's a cliché with impure purposes. He doesn't seem to have done this kind of thing once. There was no response to his words, as if he remembered something, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the camera.

Across the screen, Lin Chen was stared at by his younger brother, Xing Conglian stood beside him, as if he realized something, and suddenly said, "Professor Fu is asking you, why are there no instructions?"

Hearing Xing Conglian speak, Lin Chen hurriedly held down the microphone.

"Didn't you say that you can't startle the snake? If you ask any suggestive questions, Fu Hao's purpose is easy to reveal, and it's hard for us to predict what Jin Xiaoan will do. Besides, now it's good, you don't do you think?"

"I think it's good, not only good, but also interesting." Xing Conglian touched the stubble on his chin and said maliciously, "It's rare to see a boy as innocent as Professor Fu."

"It's fine now, before in college, he blushed whenever he talked to girls."

Without caring about Professor Fu himself, who called Tian Tianshi in front of the surveillance camera, they started a warm exchange about when Professor Fu would find a girlfriend.

Fu Hao's intermittent voice came from the computer speakers. Professor Fu sounded embarrassed, but he was forced to take on the warm-up task: "Xiao An, how are you feeling recently? Did something happen? If you encounter anything, you can talk to the teacher, don't keep it in your heart..."

It's just that no matter what Fu Hao said, Jin Xiaoan didn't show any expression at all, it was extremely weird, but he couldn't see anything specific.

"Damn, these three sticks can't make you feel stuffy, how can you be so similar to Cheng Weiwei!" Jiang Chao came behind the dynasty after the phone call. He looked at the picture for a while and shouted.

"Cheng Weiwei was like this at the time?"

"No, after the jewelry robbery, we took Cheng Weiwei back to the police station. She just lowered her head, didn't speak, and seemed dead, no matter what she asked, she didn't respond." Jiang Chao replied.

Lin Chen frowned: "It seems that they have all received professional training to deal with interrogation. When they are found, they will take the initiative to start the response mode."

"Then what should we do? We spent several days without prying Cheng Weiwei's mouth open. How can we have so much time now!"

In the picture, Fu Hao seemed to hear what he said just now, and looked at the camera again. If he could speak, he probably wanted to say: Brother, you really screwed me, what should I do next

"It only takes a moment for people to relax their vigilance." Lin Chen picked up the topic and instructed Fu Hao, "Okay, your task for today is complete, you can leave."

Fu Hao seemed a little confused about the situation, but he seemed to be relieved, and then said to the girl, "We're here today, the teacher will leave you a business card, you can come to me if you have anything."

He said, handed out a piece of paper, and walked to the bookshelf, ready to take back the cigarette case.

Seeing this, Lin Chen suddenly said, "Go directly to the door to open the door, don't look back."

The cigarette case on the bookshelf was still facing the girl's face, and the picture was still calm, but at that moment, the tense atmosphere almost overflowed the screen.

Fu Hao Yiyan walked to the door, just as he was about to put his hand on the doorknob.

It can be clearly seen that the girl sitting in the seat relaxed her shoulders and raised her head slightly.

"Jiang Liu!" Fu Hao suddenly turned around, followed Lin Chen's instructions in the earphone, and suddenly mentioned a name.

Jin Xiaoan seemed to be taken aback, her eyes flickered, but she quickly lowered her head again and returned to her previous posture of dying.

Although people are autonomous individuals, they can never escape some subconscious reactions. Those reactions are not controlled by the mind, but they can often reveal the hidden facts.

The emotional response time is short, maybe tenths of a second, but it's perfect that they have a video that they can rewind and watch over and over again.

"You go back to where you were just now and talk about anything." After Lin Chen finished speaking to Hao, he patted Wang Chao's shoulder. Before he could speak, the teenager automatically shifted the screen back to the moment when Fu Hao said his name. .

From the picture, it can be clearly seen that the girl's eyes are clearly subconsciously looking to the left of the camera.

"She found a cigarette case?" Wang Chao asked in disbelief.

"Probably not, her gaze is more to the left." Xing Conglian leaned down and said, "Cut the picture to the subjective position that Fu Hao took just now."

Dynasty acted according to the words, and soon, the desk under the bed and the bookshelf with the cigarette case appeared in the center of the picture.

"What's on the shelf..."

Xing Conglian moved his finger lightly, following the books on the shelf, then took the microphone in Lin Chen's hand, and said to Hao: "Old Fu, go and pat on the second floor of the bookshelf, all the books behind the cigarette case. ."

After a while, the picture came, and Professor Fu tactfully swept across the bookshelf with a cigarette case.

Suddenly, Xing Conglian pressed the pause button.

The screen freezes.

It can be clearly seen that among all the books on the bookshelf, one is a bit shabby, and that is "Discrete Mathematics".