"Captain Xing, he is also a very thoughtful person."
It was Su Fengzi who reacted faster than Lin Chen.
A slightly mocking voice came from the corner.
Su Fengzi squinted, as if blaming Xing Conglian for being too whimsical, but perhaps his words were purely appreciative.
Lin Chen was thinking, just like what Xing Conglian had done before.
The problem now is that no matter how they deal with this, they must pay the corresponding price, whether it is public safety or the health of the students, this is a price that must be paid but they are not entitled to in exchange.
Just like solving a plane geometry problem, no matter how you solve the problem, those auxiliary lines must be added.
"We seem to be on a dead end now?" Lin Chen shook his head and asked.
"What do you think?" Xing Conglian lit a cigarette.
Looking at his silent but firm gaze, Lin Chen suddenly felt a sense of relief.
"Life always comes from a dead end."
He turned around, leaned on the counter, and asked Xing Conglian, "In your opinion, what is the most ideal way to solve the crisis?"
"Of course I hope they will take the initiative to come to me and say, Uncle police officer, I was wrong, and then put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot." Xing Conglian took a breath and said.
"I can try." Lin Chen replied.
Xing Conglian was shocked, and he knew very well that his request just now was simply beyond the reach of others.
But Lin Chen thought about it seriously, and answered him seriously, you can try.
Really too proud.
"Damn it, anti-brainwashing?" Comrade Wang Chao suddenly became excited.
"The theoretical basis is that the members of the group have lost their self-personality and have replaced the individual will with the collective will, then this is a collective unconscious state that lacks cognitive ability... Since it is an unconscious state, then there is one thing, it is become useful."
"what?"
"hint."
"Hey, is it collective hypnosis? Although it sounds very powerful, is it really feasible?"
"It's not that exaggerated." Lin Chen rubbed the young man's soft hair, and said lightly: "I want them to calm down, warnings, threats and rational persuasion are useless, they are crazy and paranoid, it is the mastermind behind the scenes. They have become what they are now, so if the people behind the scenes can give them a wash, why can't we do it too?"
"I don't understand a word, but it makes sense!"
"What should I do?" Xing Conglian spoke decisively before Wang Chao finished his words.
"It takes one step at a time. First of all, we have to deal with a group of hated avengers. Your goal is to hope that they will appear in front of you, not in front of those innocent students. Then the only way is to pull hatred. "
"Pulling hatred?"
"It's like playing a game. He killed the boss for ten blood and I killed the boss for a hundred blood, so the boss's hatred for me is high?" Chao asked.
"Yes, you can think of that group as a pack of wolves. How to make the wolves not attack the weak sheep, but instead attack the target we set?"
"Let them hurt." Xing Conglian replied.
Lin Chen nodded.
But before he could go on, Wang Chao said: "I think this problem is a bit of a wheelie, but isn't the problem here, we don't know how many people there are, who they are, where they are, and how to hurt them. Woolen cloth?"
"I don't know who they are, it doesn't prevent us from having some communication with them." Lin Chen raised his head, looked at the camera with red dots flashing in the shop opposite, and said, "Guess, how many people are behind that camera? Are you watching?"
"Achen, your brain is no bigger than the old one! You want to use a surveillance camera to counter brainwash them, but are there so many people watching?"
"It doesn't matter how many people are watching, the important thing is that someone is watching." Lin Chen paused and said, "There are two inferences. First, if there are 100 people in that group, it is impossible for all of them to live every day. They all come here to read the information, so we assume that they have their own internal means of transmitting information; second, you see, even if they evacuate here, the entire store is clean and tidy, and there is no clutter. It is very important for them, even if it is not the holy place in their minds, it is also one of their spiritual and emotional sources, so if something bad happens in this store, do you think they will be uncomfortable?"
"How to make them upset?" Chao said excitedly, as if he was letting me come and rely on me.
"Since it has lost its human nature, then it is animal nature. For any group animal, the most uncomfortable thing is that one's own territory is occupied and trampled by others..." Lin Chen tilted his head, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. , "Imagine if someone walked into your room and stepped on your favorite figure on the ground."
"How is his family?"
"Then what if the person who stepped on your hand is the object they hate the most?"
Wang Chao suddenly turned his head and looked at Xing Conglian: "Boss, if Black Jack did this, would you lend me some money?"
"What do you want?"
"Get some mercenaries to kill him!" the young man said angrily.
Xing Conglian laughed dumbly, but said, "Okay."
Lin Chen was a little speechless, but continued on the topic just now: "So, if you agree to this plan, we need to find someone to draw hatred from." After speaking, he opened his eyes to the police captain and said, "The police obviously no."
Xing Conglian raised his hands and said, "I know, but you are acting with the police, so you can't either."
"Of course I can't. Personal strength is limited." Lin Chen looked around the house and said softly, "So we still need a group, a group that they hate." Lin Chen looked around, his tone was very calm, "Although It might be too biased to say that, but just imagine, if you were a member of that group, what kind of people would you hate the most?"
"A person stronger than me?" Xing Conglian said.
"Prettier than me?" Wang Chao said.
"Smarter than me?" Professor Ye said.
"Not only are they powerful, they are also very handsome, they are not only outstanding in performance, but also very intelligent. In short, they are those who can offset the efforts of ordinary people a hundred times more effortlessly." Su Fengzi smiled and concluded.
"Damn, are we going to pull all the school flowers in the university town into the water?" Wang Chao said excitedly, rubbing his palms, "It seems very interesting."
Lin Chen's eyes fell on Xing Conglian.
The captain of the criminal police was still thinking. Suddenly, Lin Chen saw him raise his head and asked decisively, "Is there enough time?"
"A little nervous, mainly because the layout takes time..."
He wanted to continue to explain, but Xing Conglian stopped him with sharp eyes.
"Let it go."
The police captain said so.
Xing Conglian is a very straightforward person.
Lin Chen realized the meaning from his simple four words. He roughly said, I decide to do it, I will take the responsibility, you just need to let go of your hands and feet.
Lin Chen didn't say anything else. He Chong Xing Conglian nodded and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was now 11:40 in the night, and the time was far more tense than he imagined.
His tone also became solemn: "I need to trouble Professor Ye."
——
Ye Yan is a very troublesome person.
After all, most mathematicians just like to stay in their own territory and think about problems that interest them.
And these interesting questions obviously do not include how to be a good actor.
He looked at the row of red brushes and paint cans in front of him, very, very depressed.
"Do you really want me?" He rubbed his hair irritably, restraining his desire to kick over the paint bucket in front of him.
"Yes, time is tight. Time does not allow you to write down the calculation process, and then we will ask students to memorize it." Lin Chen explained.
Ye Yan always thought he was crazy, but he didn't expect someone to be more crazy than him.
Just a few minutes ago, the police sent two buckets of red paint and a row of brushes, and his task was to use these two props to smear the entire process of unlocking the password with blood on the coffee bar, and leave it at the end. The next sentence is a blatant provocation.
How maddened people are to come up with such an idea!
"You can rest assured that you can turn your back to the camera the whole time and they can't see your face."
"Then why should I wear his clothes!" Ye Yan tugged at the smoky gray suit that didn't fit properly, only to feel uncomfortable.
"Because... Among all the people present, my clothes are the only ones that look very expensive." The owner of the suit reached out and gently tidied the collar of the shirt for him.
"You are not allowed to get my clothes dirty!" Ye Yan looked at Su Fengzi's full outfit, and became even more angry.
"Okay." Su Fengzi said, tying his tie for him, "please pay attention to safety."
It was rare for Ye Yan to hear him so solemnly, and suddenly felt inexplicably moved.
"Don't get my clothes dirty, it's really expensive."
Su Fengzi said very seriously.
An empty coffee bar, standing quietly in a corner of the underground world.
The hammer has been prepared, and Dynasty has calculated the monitoring screen range of the same camera in advance, and everyone is standing outside the screen.
Ye Yan went barefoot, pulled his tie, lifted his hammer, and took a step forward.
He raised his hammer and swung it with all his strength.
There was a loud bang, the glass burst, and the hammer flew into the store.
The mathematician stepped on the glass and walked into the dark coffee bar.
The floor was a pure log color, but at the moment it was stained with broken pieces. The man who walked into the store threw down the paint bucket, and a few drops of bright red paint splattered and fell to the ground like blood.
Like all crazy character settings, once standing in the field that he is proud of, Ye Yan does not need any acting skills at all, and he can vividly interpret the contempt of genius for mortals.
He put one hand in his pocket, the other hand held the pen holder, raised his head slightly, and began to write casually and unrestrainedly.
The lights are dim, and the mathematician's back is free and easy.
Like the gods writing runes or the painters splashing ink.
One by one, the formulas grew and spread on the snow-white walls at an astonishing speed.
And more red paint slowly dripped down the wall, drawing tiny lines like blood-red vines.
Looking at the spreading blood-red writing in the shop, Xing Conglian said, "A normal person like me wants to rush in and beat him."
"Damn, my goosebumps are all over." Wang Chao said, rubbing his arms.
"It's not enough." Lin Chen stood with his hands behind his back and spoke quietly.
"What's the meaning?"
"The same sentence, the power of an individual is always limited. It is impossible for a great group to turn around because of individual resistance. Only the group can attract the group."
"We want them to think that Professor Ye is not alone, there are many people standing behind him?"
"Yes, we want them to think that behind Professor Ye are those people they hate to the point of madness, those who can humiliate them, crush them, and make them unmatched for the rest of their lives without any effort, we want Let them think that those people are provoking them."
"But what to do?"
"The group only accepts hints, so we can make up stories." Lin Chen turned his head slightly, looked at Su Fengzi, and said this.