Criminal Psychology

For example, encountering true love in the vast sea of ​​people, or the pair of scissors in many wires, these are the bridges only found in movies.

But the starring role of the movie is always superhero, Huang Ze thought, it must not be him, he is not so lucky.

Earlier, after driving Lin Chen away, he fell into an unspeakable mood again.

He does not regret it, even if he is squatting in front of a time bomb and forced to face the death that may be imminent, he does not feel regret. After all, as Lin Chen said, the given facts did not occur personally. The will is transferred. The reason he felt an inexplicable emotion was because he found out that he would really become another one because of Lin Chen, emotional, irrational, and even ugly in thinking, which was always with him. The elite education is totally contrary to all this because of Lin Chen.

So now, when Lin Chen asks him to do irrational things again, what should he do?

Nearly 100 kilometers away, Lin Chen stood in front of the big screen in the monitoring hall, and seemed to be waiting for the result of Huang Ze's reflection.

"You should know, this is very dangerous, and it is also possible. When he cuts the line of fire, this bomb will detonate instantly." Xun Conglian leaned slightly to the side of Lin Chen's ear and whispered.

"I know, but with 10 minutes left, it is equally dangerous to let him remove a thunder tube." Lin Chen held the microphone, and did not seem to want Huang Ze to hear the next words: "And I I'm suspicious that the driver is lying. "

"How to say?"

"There are three problems. First, when people lie, they will inadvertently remove the subject 'I'. He said 'while smoking' instead of 'I'm smoking', 'let stop halfway' instead of 'let me Stopping in the middle ... 'Because these incidents were not his personal experience, these sentences lost the subject' I 'when making up a lie. "

"It's too far-fetched, he also said‘ I ’.” The chairman, who has n’t waited for the sentence to speak, has been watching the development.

Lin Chen nodded, and then patrolled the audience. His eyes fell on the top of the technical house where he was desperately typing on the keyboard, and said, "Dynasty, answer me your age, lie for the first time, tell the truth the second time."

"Ah?" The named technical house looked up, and it was unclear what happened.

"How old are you?"

The problem came quickly and he had no reaction time at all.

"16!" The dynasty reassured, rightly answering.

"I ask how old are you this year?" Lin Chen aggravated his tone and repeated again.

"Well ... I'm 18 this year."

After the dynasty spoke, he suddenly snored before realizing that he really used the subject.

After hearing this answer, Lin Chen turned to look at Xun Conglian. Somewhat unbelievably: "Child labor?"

The Captain of the Sentence was a little embarrassed, but had to "He is an adult."

The chairman also wanted to refute, Xing Lianlian gave him a glance and motioned for his snoring.

"Keep talking." Xing Conglian said to Lin Chen.

"Second, lies and memories of real events are different. Lies often have more details and are very clear. When I asked his suspect how to hijack a car, his answer was very clear and he could quickly recall 'yinchuan' 'This place name, in contrast, when I asked the teacher of Fengjing School, I also used some methods to make him recall the specific place name. "

"But it is not ruled out, the master remembered the possibility of where they got off the bus!"

"Indeed." Lin Chen nodded, and then said, "So, there is a third point. After people tell a lie, they tend to think that they have been confused, so when you wait for a while, ask him again about this. In the event, he reacts in two ways, angry or accidentally revealing the truth. "

"But in such a tense situation, you ask the question he has already answered, shouldn't he be angry!"

This time, the person who questioned Lin Chen was replaced by the passenger company manager who had been watching the big screen in the rear. Yang Dianfeng asked angrily, and around him, many staff members looked at Lin Chen's eyes with the same meaning. . It was a bus driver who was tied to a bus seat by a regular bomb and wanted to go home for a hot meal. Questioning such a victim always seemed indifferent and annoying.

Lin Chen didn't show any emotion. He seemed to agree with these people, so he only looked at Xun Conglian, and his voice was very light and plain. , All interpretations of lies cannot be 100% correct. "

"Assuming that the driver is lying, it is also assumed that he is a car hijacker's accomplice. He will not let himself be killed, so cutting the line of fire is safer than removing the thunder tube."

"I think so too."

"Why don't you tell Huang Ze?" Xing Conglian noticed Lin Chen's hand holding the microphone, and suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with it.

"Look, even here, I said that the driver was lying, so many people didn't agree, let alone Huang Ze heard?" Lin Chen looked up slightly, looking at the screen, the young man in police uniform.

"then?"

"Then ... I'm sure, if I talk to him seriously, he won't listen, but if I ask him to risk his life, he will be very happy, because it may make me regret and pain for a lifetime, he must Don't miss it. "

Xing Conglian frowned, thinking seriously about what Lin Chen said, and then looked at Lin Chen with the same serious eyes: "But if I were Huang Ze, I would like to know what you said. "

"Even if you make the wrong choice?"

"Yes, I want to make my own choices about life and death, not someone else to help me make a reasonable decision."

Lin Chen looked back at Xing Conglian. In fact, he did not quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but the eyes of the mixed-race young man were too firm. He nodded and said, "I see."

In the screen, Huang Ze is squatting next to the driver's leg, studying the structure of the bomb carefully.

At this time, a signal has been sent from the staff, and the cleaned repair tools have been sent out of the car.

When Huang Ze turned around and stepped out of the bus, Lin Chen released his hand holding the microphone and said, "Huang Ze, keep going, don't look back, I want to tell you something."

"Lin Chen, are you driving publicly?" Huang Ze walked to the ground in front of pipe wrenches and milling tools, squatted and asked.

"Correct."

"Turn off the public, I have something to tell you."

Hearing this, Xing Conglian looked at Lin Chen inconceivably.

"Um." Lin Chen looked back at Xun Conglian, and then turned the call into an earpiece for broadcast, and said, "Off."

"You want me to cut the line of fire, right?" Huang Ze raised her eyebrows slightly and asked softly.

"Yes, you listen to me, I doubt it ..."

In the picture, Huang Ze smiled slightly. He faced the parking lot monitor and seemed to say something. The next moment, he took off the headset, put it in his pocket easily, and then bent over and picked up the scissors.

In the monitoring hall, all staff took a breath.

Huang Ze's figure appeared again soon. He could not easily repair the scissors with his left hand. The red number on the timer was still beating, and the time was almost 9 minutes.

"Don't let him cut it, there is still time, why do you want to do it now!"

In the crowd in the monitoring hall, I don't know who shouted such a word, and everyone around him responded.

"Yeah, yeah, there's still time!"

The whisper of secrets gradually gathered into a torrent.

However, Xun Lian didn't move, and he laid one hand on Lin Chen's shoulder.

On the screen, of course, Huang Ze could no longer hear those words and couldn't see such a scene.

He didn't look at the camera again, he was very calm, his face and clothing were still so meticulous, he picked up the repair scissors, and hesitated into the complicated wires without hesitation.

Some timid girls cover their faces with their hands and dare not look at them again.

With a click, the line of fire broke off.

In fact, everyone in the monitoring hall did not hear this subtle sound. What they looked at was the dry and stable hands in the huge screen.

The wire was broken into two pieces, the copper wire was bare, there was no fire and soot, and the bomb did not explode, but before the people quietly sighed, in the next second, Huang Ze took a step back, everyone's mind A loud bang erupted.

As if the river was flooding into the sea as if it were a dam flooding, the number on the timer was rapidly reversing, and the time was quickly reduced from 9 minutes to 7 minutes, and the red dot for the countdown flashed wildly.

Huang Ze didn't even have time to look at the lens again and returned to the door of the car, yelling at reporters and a few staff members waiting outside the separation line.

He opened his mouth wide and waved his hands very hard. In the blurry surveillance camera, he could see everyone lying on his back in the distance, holding his head firmly with both hands.

But there was no sound, because Huang Ze turned off the only communication device. Therefore, everything that happened in the parking lot was like a grand silent film, staged on a large screen hundreds of kilometers away.

In the surveillance hall, someone closed his eyes tightly, and someone began to cry.

Time flies fast, time flies slowly.

Huang Ze appeared again within the scope of the HD camera lens. He slowly approached the lens. In the picture, the texture of his clothing gradually became clear. However, because he was too close, his face was always out of the frame.

Suddenly, Huang Ze raised his dry and stable hand, and the next moment, the picture became still darkness.

He turned off the camera.

In the space, there was a faint cry, Lin Chen stood still, his breathing was just like his face, without any disturbance. The punishment was not even half the weight of the hand pressed on his shoulder.

"Dynasty, bring up the last picture of the camera." Xing Conglian's voice was still very stable, and in a sad atmosphere, it seemed too unfriendly.

On the screen, Huang Ze's sturdy clothes corner appeared again. Through the gap between his hand and his body, he could faintly see that the timing of the driver's bombs had been counted.

Someone at the scene seemed to realize this too. They began to talk louder and louder, beginning to make whistle-like whispers of mulberry silkworms. Then, the sound gradually grew. From doubt to happiness, some people started applauding and some people started cheering.

At the same time, the original black screen suddenly lighted up. When I opened the lens, I threw away the scissors in anger and removed the bombs tied to the driver.

The moment the timer went out of power, the LCD screen flickered, and Huang Ze almost scared to sit on the ground. Many colorful ribbons sputtered. Among the ribbons, the clown who just popped out was shaking. Yoyo, her fingers almost poked at Huang Ze's face. Huang Ze's face was green, but his hand reached out to the other clown's little hand, where there was a sweet, lemon-yellow-packed candy.