Criminal Psychology

It has been a long time since the dynasty saw his boss explode.

What a joke, Huang Ze, this big fool dare to dare to kiss his boss at the door of his boss, his boss' door, isn't it tired?

He looked up cautiously, only one glance, he felt that the gloomy complexion of his boss seemed to be able to summon the 100,000 dark clouds of Dana Rainforest, turning into a storm and rain.

He pulled the neckline, and somehow felt that the air pressure around him was really low. The air was so stuffy that it looked like a steamer and it looked like it was going to rain again.

At this time, even the idiot Kangan also felt abnormal, and he began to whisper and asked, "What am I doing, boss? What ’s wrong with this expression on the boss's face last time? Memories."

Of course bad Nima!

The dynasty clutched the computer and gave Kang An a glance: "Are you still alive?"

"It seems to be alive." Kang An scratched his head.

"No, it is an illusion that you are alive."

When he said here, the boss's cold eye knife had been swept over.

The dynasty snorted quickly, but Kang An actually asked, "Boss, were those two a pair just now?"

God knows how much the dynasty wants to pass out, this world is so scary, he really doesn't want to stand in the camp with idiots.

At this time, the coldness in his boss's eyes could be turned into a substance, and it seemed that he was stunned by the evil fire that had nowhere to vent, only to be ignited by something.

"Why are you still on the boat?" His boss lit a cigarette and said to Kang An.

Kang'an grabbed the ship's rails tightly: "Boss, we will never bother you when we find Xiaowu!"

The dynasty simply doubted that there was a problem with his hearing. What about Kang An's daring to show affection in front of the boss?

The next moment, the boss immediately got up and didn't hesitate to rush over to Kang An. The dynasty forced his waist again, and said, "Boss boss, I've transferred the entire monitoring in front. Would you like to see if it is what happened."

Only by talking about his brother, Chen Chen, can he calm down a little bit. At this point, his boss took a deep breath and sat back in the cabin.

The wooden boat cut through the waves. After the dynasty pulled him to the cabin, he called out the full monitoring of their doorstep, turned his laptop screen back to Kang'an, and said, "Boss, we don't show Kang'an idiot."

His boss didn't look at him, just stared at the screen.

The dynasty began to adjust the screen, and then Huang Ze appeared in the monitoring screen.

At the beginning, the sky was still bright, Huang Ze just stood under their eaves and waited for a long time. From the setting sun to the twilight, until half a pedestrian on the street was not there, Huang Ze was still standing there. Like a statue.

His elder brother Chen came home after nightfall. When he saw Huang Ze, his elder brother's expression was obviously rejected.

The dynasty peered carefully at his boss's face, which seemed to ease a little, very well.

Afterwards, his elder brother Chen went up the stairs, Huang Ze blocked the door insidiously. What did the two say, and he looked very excited.

Although he didn't understand the lip, he barely recognized his boss' name from that mouth. Look at his boss's shady complexion, and look at Huang Ze's appearance. He should sue his boss for the black shape in front of Lin Chen.

His boss bit his cigarette **** and looked at Huang Ze as if he were looking at a dead man.

Suddenly, the style of painting changed. His elder brother Chen didn't know what he said, but made Huang Ze out of anger. Huang Ze dared to raise his hand to slap his elder brother.

Seeing Huang Ze raise his hand to draw a moment, the dynasty felt that his faint flames had to start the Ebara. Huang Ze was no longer stepping on the bottom line of his boss, but had hit a set of punches after crossing his bottom line. As soon as Brother Achen and Huang Ze passed by and wanted to leave, he hurriedly pressed the pause button. He was really afraid that his boss would call the helicopter to go back and kill Huang Ze immediately.

Just then, his boss suddenly spoke.

"Take the picture back a bit."

Somehow, when his boss said this, his face was not as cold as before. The dynasty obediently operated the computer, as quiet as a chicken.

They watched the picture before Huang Ze's hands again. Although he couldn't lip-speak, his old meeting!

The dynasty tentatively asked, "Boss, what did Achen's brother say, can Huang Ze be so stupid as to be so mad?" However, his boss just held a cigarette and said nothing. Although he felt that Ah Chen must have said something ruthless, after all, he had never seen anyone able to surpass Ah Chen on his ability to kill popularity.

However, he received only two words in his question: "Continue."

The dynasty obediently put the same picture a dozen times, still watched by his boss a dozen times.

Although I don't know what Ah Chen said before Huang Ze started, in the picture, his brother Ah Chen is very calm, uncovered and looks very cute.

"Boss?"

"Truncate this paragraph and delete all other hard disks and throw them into the river." Suddenly, Xun Conglian pointed at two time cutoff points, so to speak.

"What, why do you throw it?" The dynasty was startled.

I don't know what's wrong with this sentence, or what's going on in the front. Suddenly, the boatman they hired suddenly screamed at the bow.

The man suddenly crouched down, looking very frightened.

The dynasty sat upright, looked up, and saw a pile of abandoned wooden boats appearing on the river in the distance. Pieces of ebony wooden boat floated on the wide water surface, as if countless dead woods floated, it was amazing. Judging from the terrain, they should have reached the water pier of the Gao Meng tribe, but somehow there seems to be something wrong here, so that the ship capsized and the entire pier was abandoned.

He looked to the dock and finally knew the reason for the boatman's frightened hug. On a small boat on the shore, there were two worn-out armed elements, who were holding two hands at them. Looking at each other's gestures, it seems that they are prepared to let them go to the boat to go to the road and kill them directly.

Kang An had been keenly holding the gun and concealed near the ship's side.

But his boss stood up generously, kicked the gun in Kang An's hand with a toe, and said coldly, "Who asked you to shoot?"

"But what if you don't shoot? Boss?"

"dynasty."

It seemed that he was too lazy to talk to Kang Ando, ​​so he was named.

The dynasty shook his head and whispered, "Kangan, you pig, you see the situation here is obviously something wrong. Now there are two live questions to ask you questions. What are you going to kill us to investigate?"

Kang An scratched his head and thought it made sense, so he lowered his gun.

The boatman shivered, and the bald bar owner had hung up the phone. His boss glanced at each other and said, "Ship the boat and call on the shore."

Bald just put down the phone call with his girlfriend, and still reluctantly said, "My dear criminal boss, why do you want me to do these dangerous work?"

His boss just stood upright, like a javelin, and glanced there.

In short, the dynasty did not know what that look was, anyway, the bald bar owner did not hesitate to climb to the bow and took over the boatman's work.

The ship sailed towards the shore. They were getting closer and closer to the two militants. He gradually smelled the stench in the air. It was about half an hour from the pier to the Gao Meng tribe station, but the pier Bien's supposedly lively bazaar was empty at the moment.

The stalls were overturned, and the fish and shrimp that had been dead for a long time. There were no indigenous people stationed at the docks in thatched houses on the shore, and everything looked awful.

Following his boss's gaze, he finally set his sight on the two armed men with guns.

The firearms used by the two militants have basically been out of the era for twenty years, the barrels are rusty, and their outfits do not look like Gao Meng indigenous people. The camouflage clothes on the upper and lower bodies are not yet matched, and they look more like Mercenaries robbed by the road.

The ship is getting closer.

His boss stood so unobtrusively in front of the two barrels, and asked in the Dana common language: "What happened here?"

The other party talked a lot, and it was roughly a kind of nonsense to hand over valuable things.

The impatient look flashed on his boss's face, and the dynasty hurriedly grasped the ship's side.

The moment the ship slammed into the dock, his boss jumped ashore, grabbed one of the muzzles and lifted it up, took the other's chest in his own right. The next second, his boss stopped one of them and pulled the trigger. The burst of gunshots followed, and a piece of turf flew away. The man who was knocked to the ground by him was afraid to move.

"Last chance." His boss coldly.

It was a lingering Dana language again. The two mercenaries had the intention that they were just passing by. When they arrived, the dock was empty. They were just checking the valuables, not deliberately robbing them.

Sure enough, his boss didn't want to listen to the two black Dana nonsense anymore. He punched the man in front of him, kicked two rusty guns into the water, and then hesitated to step on one of the robbers. Body, go ashore.

The dynasty and Kang An glanced at each other, stepped on the kidnapper's body with great obedience, and followed their boss to the deep jungle.

...

Inside Yanjia Lane No. 3.

Lin Chen pushed the wooden door and locked it carefully, because the time away from home was too long, and everything in the yard looked strange at first glance.

He raised the bamboo tube near the door and walked to the fish pond.

The koi in the water had all swam to the shore. He took a handful of fish food from a bamboo tube and sprinkled it into the water. The koi surfaced. The sound of competing for food gave the house a little vitality.

Lin Chen changed his slippers and walked into the main hall. Although he tried not to pay attention to the furnishings in the room, it was obvious that the dynasty and Xun Lian had never returned home.

On the desk were the books he had borrowed with the dynasty from the library. One of them was the young man who liked tractor repair principles, so he threw it on the floor mat so that he could paralyze at any time. Ice lemon tea.

Lin Chen walked over to pick up the book and put it back in place, then threw the empty glass into the trash can.

The kitchen counter was covered with a thick layer of ash. He wanted to wipe it with a rag. When he turned on the faucet, he realized that he was wrapped in gauze.

It was also under the light that he found that the wound on the other side was too hard because of the yellow sedge, and the suture site had cracked. Blood had already dyed half of the gauze, and it seemed that it would not stop if it was not re-stitched.

He dropped the rag, poured water into the watering can, and walked to the balcony.

Sure enough, the daisies and geraniums on the balcony had dried up. Except for the mad growth of mint and green dill, the rest looked pitiful after being exposed to the scorching sun.

Lin Chen symbolically watered the plants to save it, and then dialed Duanyang's phone.

The pet doctor at the pet hospital answered the phone for a second: "Counselor Lin, are you home?"

Lin Chen held the phone between his shoulders, poured the rest of the water from the kettle into the mint bush, and said, "A little thing happened on the road, was it delayed?"

"What's wrong?" Duanyang was nervous.

"It's okay, I just want to ask you, will you be swearing when you sew a wound?" He put down the kettle, spread his palms, and said so.

Of course, patients who want doctors not to scold willful behavior are simply ridiculous.

Lin Chen spent five minutes walking back to Duanyang's pet hospital.

The little doctor began to chatter from the moment he opened the wound on his palm.

"Consultant Lin, I have never seen someone like you who doesn't take your body seriously. How can you do this when you come home? Do you know that you can easily cause repeated infections like this, you have taken anti-inflammatory drugs? ?"

The teddy in the cage should also make a sound with Duan Yang's countdown.

Lin Chen looked back at the curly Teddy and greeted Huang Ze's family again, but he could only say, "I'm allergic to broad-spectrum antibiotics and can't eat."

The little doctor suddenly turned back: "You know how your body looks like, why don't you be careful, do you want to die?"

The teddy barked again.

Lin Chen sighed: "Troublesome doctor."

"If I could be mad at you by the attending doctor!" The little doctor had already taken the sutures, looked up at the ceiling, and said to him, "There are too many pets here. After hitting every bit, I will lock the door, you must not run away! "

Lin Chen nodded seriously, indicating that he would be obedient.

To be honest, although Duan Yang has a lot of words, at first glance, he is a professional doctor who has undergone strict medical training. His stitching work is meticulous, and his stitches are more beautiful than those with continuous stitching.

Because the anesthetic was applied, the wound was not very painful. Lin Chen looked out of the window at will, and the air was sweltering with rain. He unexpectedly felt chest tightness.

Finally, Duan Yang finished the last stitch.

Lin Chen just wanted to speak, but there was a sudden howling of pets from the pets downstairs.

As if the door was suddenly opened, someone was walking into the shop from the night, and the messy steps were on wooden stairs.

Lin Chen looked at Duanyang and asked, "Did you not say that the door is locked?"