Criminal Psychology

"Hey, Lin Chen, what's wrong!"

Lin Chen hesitated for a while, until the call tossed him back from the frantic shout.

"It's okay, I saw an acquaintance." He answered, looking at the straight and meticulous figure in the hall.

"Who?" Xing Conglian paused after asking this question.

Although Guang Guang's reaction from Xunlian's reaction, he probably already guessed who was there, but he still answered, "Huang Ze."

"Who?" Xing Conglian raised the volume.

"Huang Ze."

The landmark building of the family opened, and inspector Huang's presence in the field was considered reasonable.

On the other side of the phone, the dynasty hurriedly said, "Achen, you don't have to say hello to Huang Ze, this fool, his fool's breath will be contagious!"

But Lin Chen had no time to respond to him.

On the off-stage stage, the general manager of Anson International put down his mobile phone and stepped onto the stage. The middle-aged man has the signature Mediterranean and beer belly of the middle-aged man. Although I do n’t know how the director of the police station in the cbd jurisdiction communicated with the general manager, depending on the situation, the other party was obviously obsessed with completing the opening ceremony.

Huang Ze sat underneath, his face as proud and indifferent as ever, as if he was reluctant to come like this, of course, it may be that the surrounding is too noisy and the air is dirty, which makes this young master of peace and quiet feel unhappy.

"Welcome everyone to the opening ceremony of Anson International Mall. My name is Huang Wei. Today, we are extremely honored to invite leaders, guests and fans, please allow me to extend a warm welcome and heartfelt thanks to you!"

Mr. Manager's line was really short. There was a round of applause from the audience. He subconsciously glanced at the direction in which Huang Ze was sitting. Then he gave a quiet gesture, and said, "In order to repay the love of the place, our mall will strengthen Management, standard operation, and strive to make Anson International a tasteful, high-grade, influential, effective, and of course also very affordable first-class shopping mall. We hope that our service can satisfy everyone! "

The applause from the audience became sparse, presumably because his speech was short, but it was still a non-nutritive formula, and the crowd was not very crowded. .

Seeing this, Mr. Manager looked around and suddenly laughed.

Seeing him smile, the teenage fans around seemed to understand something.

He paused again, and then suddenly raised the volume: "Finally, thank you again for your presence. Let us welcome Mr. Li Jingtian, Ambassador of Anson International!"

The sound of the sound is still there, and the echo touches the walls again.

Suddenly, the scene calmed down.

The girls around the stage seemed to perceive something. Some of them breathed deeply and nervously, and some even closed their eyes, leaving only rustling electric waves floating in the air.

A dull male voice emerged from the silence, as if it were singing, or the sound of black velvet rubbing the mouth of the glass, the sound was very humid, and the breath was humid and cold, and the soundtrack was a thin, husky whisper Sound, as if in a dark bar, everyone whispered to each other holding wine glasses, but did not know each other.

The pushing force behind him suddenly became lighter, Lin Chen stood upright and listened carefully.

Suddenly, as if a window was gently pushed open, the singing voice poured into the room like a tide, making every pore as if infiltrated in the humid sea water, the moist light shining from the water surface, everything was expanding, and the sea surface was transpiration There were endless clouds, the branches of the trees were rushing into the sky frantically, and everyone was immersed in the sudden and right singing, and no one even noticed that someone was slowly stepping onto the stage.

It was a man who looked extremely thin. He wore a large white T-shirt and simple light blue jeans. It was completely different from the song that I just sang and killed. His face was so soft that he was That kind of modesty and calmness is like the clear wind or the sloppy water, so it is most appropriate to describe it like a spring breeze.

Unconsciously, with the singing, Lin Chen even felt that his mood became irritable due to the surrounding environment, and gradually calmed down, looking forward to the singer on the stage who controlled the audience and the people who were intoxicated. He felt faint again.

It was a very strange feeling.

It seemed as if there was a dark swell hidden under the calm sea, or a moraine in the spring breeze, taking a quiet moment when everyone was quiet, he took a few steps back and squeezed out around the railing.

"Lin Chen, are you still there?" When he left the crowd, he heard the sound of Xing Conglian again.

"I'm here," he answered.

"What happened just now, Li Jingtian sang?"

"Yes."

"It seems to sing well. The crowd at the scene is quiet?"

"Not good, but very, very good ..." Lin Chen held the toothbrush in his pocket. There was no loud noise around him anymore, all the fans seemed to be calmed by the herd of beasts.

He didn't know how to describe his feelings, and as usual, he might be silent and observe for a while.

But the other party was Xing Conglian. Xing Conglian had said that if there was anything, he could talk to him, and he was happy to listen.

"Do you believe in the sixth sense?" He turned around and continued to observe the fence on the fourth floor, trying to choose a better perspective.

"Isn't your psychologist saying that the sixth sense is the instinctive reaction of human beings when encountering danger since ancient times, it is said to make sense ..."

"Um, there is no solid scientific evidence to prove this, but my sixth sense now tells me that something will happen." He thought about it and said truthfully, "I'm not sure where the problem is, I don't have any evidence, this It is purely a sixth sense. The only thing I am sure is that this sixth sense started when I heard Li Jingtian sing. "

"Speaking of which, you wouldn't be worried about the opening ceremony, so you made an excuse to buy a toothbrush for the dynasty, and then go to the mall to see?" Xun Conglian suddenly did not open which pot to mention.

Lin Chen had to make an excuse: "In short, a more scientific statement should be that my subconscious urged me to come back here again."

"Achen, what do you say, then my sixth sense started when I saw that poster?" The dynasty suddenly inserted their conversation.

"Then my anxiety ..." Suddenly the sentence never continued.

"Ok?"

"So, my uneasiness starts with knowing you are in the mall."

His voice was mild, and Lin Chen's heartbeat missed a beat.

It's too outdated.

...

Xing Conglian sat in front of the computer and heard that Lin Chen didn't speak. He glanced at the crowd of people in the mall. Although the crowd was crowded in the mall, the crowd had become much quieter because of the excellent performance of the singers on the stage.

His gaze turned to the surveillance video of a key channel outside the mall.

It can be seen from the screen that the traffic patrol police around the CBD have rushed to support, and the pressure on the flow of people outside the mall is alleviating.

The crowd that was originally enclosed outside the mall began to leave. Except for some young girls in red t who insisted on entering, the situation inside and outside the mall seemed to be developing in a good direction.

Thinking of Lin Chen's words, he said to the young man next to him: "Dynasty, look up Li Jingtian, why did the mall opening ceremony suddenly flood him with so many fans."

"twitter!"

After Lin Chen was silent for a moment, he asked, "Where is Zheng Suo?"

Although Lin Chen's tone was still very calm, Xun Lianlian still heard the hesitation in his words.

The maintenance of public security in public places is obviously not within the purview of the Interpol, not to mention that the situation on the scene does not seem to show any obvious signs of deterioration, and they do not even have a stance to speak, so Lin Chen asks that question.

"The elder brother's phone is still blind." Xing Conglian thought for a while and asked him: "If something goes wrong in this mall, where do you think it will be?"

"In a crowded place, whether it is a sudden fire or any emergency, the highest fatality rate must be a stomping accident ..."

"Be a contingency plan."

Hearing the sentence Cong Lian said so, Lin Chen stopped suddenly.

He never expected that Xing Conglian would put forward such an urgent plan.

If only the emergency can be discussed, since Li Jingtian's appearance, there seems to be water flowing through the magma, and the boiling scene has been much calmer. I believe that the police station in the cbd jurisdiction will make the same judgment.

Then, at this time, the captain of a criminal police officer in a different post in a different jurisdiction suddenly said that it was necessary to make a contingency plan for this, which not only surpassed, but also seemed foolish.

Fortunately, only three of them knew this stupidity.

At this moment, the sentence from another cell phone ringing sounded again.

"It's Lao Zheng, wait a minute," he said to him.

Lin Chen took two steps back and walked to a relatively quiet place.

I don't know what Zheng Suo said to Xun Lianlian.

He only listened to his sentence and replied: "I suggest that you still evacuate the crowd as soon as possible, Lao Zheng, you know that in case of a stomping accident, it is you, you don't need to carry the pot for the merchants, right?"

"The situation is okay now?" Xing Conglian's voice was a little cold. "The situation is okay now. If the situation is suddenly bad, can you control it, Anson International has just opened, and you have organized mall employees to do emergency evacuation. Training? "

Probably anyone who was questioned in this way would be angry, so Lin Chen estimated that Zheng Suo probably directly punished Xinglianlian by phone, so soon, Xinglianlian's voice returned to the line of their conversation.

No longer seeking his opinion, Xun Conglian told the dynasty: "You start to estimate the foot traffic and the overall load of the mall."

"I rely on the boss, how can you make such a mess, do you make so much nosy!" The dynasty interjected.

However, this time, Xun Lian didn't take any action, because the dynasty didn't mourn, but snorted quickly. Lin Chen thought that his boss must be serious and terrible.

"Consultant Lin, I have to work hard for you, stay a little longer, until the flow pressure drops to 60% of the load, I will tell you to leave again."

"I have no problem." He paused, and said, "You can let the dynasty tell me, from his judgment, where is the best view, or where is the blind spot now, I will fill that position."

"Oh, there is a place, Achen!"