Criminal Psychology

When Lin Chen and Xun Conglian were baptized in the girls' dormitory, a storm was brewing in the principal's office.

At the top of the bookshelf, the hanging leaves and green leaves hang down, and there is a glass of boiling water on the table.

The old man in a simple undershirt was sitting in front of the window with his glasses on the tip of his nose and a pen in his hand, looking down at a student thesis.

Standing in front of the old man was a senior boy. The boy was sweating coldly and seemed extremely nervous. The boy obviously didn't think about it. He just came to ask for guidance on his graduation thesis, but he ran into a high-level school struggle.

The vice-principal and a well-dressed middle-aged man were standing behind him. They looked dull, as if they were patient, but the principal ignored the two and just looked at his thesis seriously, as if here Many things are not as important as those thin sheets of paper.

"Principal, you asked Mr. Chen to wait for a long time, isn't it good?" Finally, Vice President Xu couldn't bear it and broke the condensing atmosphere in the room.

The boy swallowed his mouth, watched his nose and his heart, pretended not to hear anything.

"Oh ... what's the matter with you?" The old man looked up without turning his head.

"Principal Su, do you agree with Lin Chen's enrollment investigation?" The steward standing next to him put his hands in his pockets and took a step.

"Oh, this thing." The old man pushed his glasses and did not go on, but looked up and returned the annotated paper to the boy. Then he said, "The topic can be more detailed. What you are doing now The thesis, the research scope is still too large ... There are two translation errors in the abstract. I have marked them out. You need to go back and look up the exact usage carefully, and the explanation will be more concise ... "

The boy lowered his head and looked at the densely marked thesis. He had an inexplicable taste. He thought that the tutor of the graduation thesis was the principal, which was probably a cut-scene. Undergraduate's graduation thesis, but he did not expect that the old man taught him very carefully and patiently from the beginning of the topic selection. He even pointed out the problem of punctuation, and the rigor of his studies made him dare not have the slightest slackness.

"There is nothing wrong with data collection. You are very careful, but here you can also do a multiple comparison test ..."

The old man was still talking, but Chen Ping's face became increasingly ugly. As the chief steward of a large family, where did he experience such a rare cold treatment.

"Principal Su, are you not ready to answer my question?" Chen Ping asked again.

"Troublesome, wait a minute." The old man finished, and continued to lower his head to explain the thesis to the students.

"Su An, what do you mean!"

"I can't let my students wait, but I'm bothering you to wait." The old man said politely.

Hearing this, Chen Ping could no longer bear it anymore, and suddenly raised the volume: "Su Anzhi, who do you think you are, and why you disregard the board resolutions and let Lin Chen enter the school without permission, our Chen family has stated that we are not allowed to step in again One step in Yongchuan University! "

"Probably these problems, you go back and make changes, and show them to me at one o'clock on Friday afternoon." The old man nodded to the student and signaled that he could leave.

Hearing this, the boy glanced at Chen Ping. There was no disgust in his eyes, but indifference. Then he bowed to the teacher seriously and turned to leave.

"I'm the president of Yongchuan University." The old man took off his glasses and hung it on the front chest pocket of the old man's undershirt, and seriously answered the previous question. "In this school, the only person who can make decisions on behalf of the board of directors is me."

"What do you mean, do you have to protect Lin Chen and not put my Chen family in your eyes!" Chen Ping fiercely beat the table, almost angry.

"My students, I will also protect them." The old man said indifferently.

The old man's attitude was surprisingly tough. He didn't buy the account of the Chen family at all. Chen Ping suddenly found that he couldn't move forward and there was no better way. In the end, he could only reach out his fingers and put down the ruthless words: "Su Anzhi, who opened the board this year Be careful, my Chen family will impeach you first! "

With his fierce threat, three knocks sounded at the door.

Tuk, Tuk, Tuk ...

The voice was very soft and gentle, but every note seemed to knock on Chen Ping's heart, which made him so flaming. Whoever had such a long eye would dare knock on the door when he was angry.

He turned back abruptly, and could not help breathing.

He saw a man standing at the door, a young man with a good look.

The young man wore smoky gray trousers, a black turtleneck cashmere sweater on the upper body, a sweater cuff pulled to the elbow area, and a fair wrist was exposed. He was holding a dinner plate in his hand, and there were two clear feet on the dinner plate. The cup, the liquid in the cup was shaking gently, the young man raised his eyes, and smiled and scanned the eye room. His hair color was a bit light, his pupils were amber, and his skin was too white. Against a black turtleneck sweater, the smile was like a spring breeze. So elegant and gentle.

When the young man knocked on the door and didn't speak, he just walked in with the dinner plate and sat down in the seat beside the old man. He put down the dinner plate and handed one of the tall glasses to the old man.

The old man looked like any baby, regardless of the people around him, raised the glass and took a big sip.

Looking at Chen Ping aside, this only came to pass. He just wanted to speak, but the young man looked up slightly, and looked at him with a smile at the corner of his eyebrows: "Butler Chen, there was something wrong with your sentence."

Hearing this, Chen Ping only thought it was funny. He didn't want to quarrel anymore. Now some people are provocative. Of course, he is happy to say two more ruthless words.

"Imperial impeachment is a procedure for criminal prosecution of senior government officials who violate the law. The board of directors of Yongchuan University is afraid that it does not yet have this administrative level."

Chen Ping thought that he had heard the wrong word, and he was corrected to use the word. Someone would really be idle and correct a word he said wrong.

"Well, no matter what, without the vote of my Chen family, after the board of directors in June this year, your teacher can only roll off the position of principal."

"You're wrong again." The young man was still laughing. He laughed so sweetly, "It's not my teacher."

"who are you!"

After Chen Ping asked, he regretted it. He seemed to have accidentally entered a speech trap.

"Guess?" The youth asked with a smile.

Chen Ping is uncomfortable trying to vomit blood. This feeling is too embarrassing. For example, you want to use all your strength to pass the trick, but the other party does not answer, but just stabs you lightly, it hurts and itches. Flexion or flexion.

Chen Ping took a deep breath, flung his sleeves, turned and wanted to leave, but there was a voice of a youthful ghost behind him.

"I just tried to understand the meaning of the steward Chen, and I thought about it for you. If the Chen family wants to" impeach "the principal on the board of directors, he needs to get more than half of the board seats, which is equivalent to RMB. One billion, but you also know that the absolute control of Yongchuan University has always been in the hands of the family, so even if the Chen family can afford the money, I don't know if the family is willing to sell ... "

The young man leaned on his legs and supported his palate with one hand, his voice was quite worried. Mr. Su Lao couldn't help but laughed, and then he took a snoring, um, carbonated drinks.

"you!"

Chen Ping turned back sharply before realizing that the slender goblet was actually filled with Coke, Coke ...

The old man and the young man in front of him were playing with him from the beginning!

"You wait for me!"

The young man was not angry when he was pointed at his forehead. He took the liquid in his glass, smiled and nodded, but said, "Farewell."

Chen Ping's chest was very painful, and he resolutely turned and walked away. I was afraid to stay for a while until he had a heart attack.

Looking at the back of the housekeeper and deputy headmaster, Mr. Su Lao lowered his cup, raised his face, and turned to educate the young man beside him: "You bunny, you are not half as filial as Lin Chen. You do n’t want to come back to see my 60th birthday Look!"

"That is of course." The young man laughed instead. He raised his glass and touched the glass with Mr. Su Lao gently. "Not only is filial piety, but also the troublesome ability, I have never been better than him."

This time, Mr. Su, who was a very angry man, was angry with his chest.

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Mr. Lin, on the same campus, doesn't know yet, he has just been hacked.

He had just visited the girl's dormitory with the captain, and when he went out, he had a few old books in his hand.

The captain rubbed his ears. The girl is probably the most talkative creature in the world, plus a decibel super auntie. He just felt dizzy and tinnitus. Looking back, the girls just talked, but it was too much and too complicated. It's almost unintelligible.

"Are there any gains?" He thought for a while and could only ask Lin Chen.

Lin Chen heard that he shoved a torn back book into his hand.

Xun Xun flirted, looked down at the cover, and found that it was a copy of Discrete Mathematics. The version of the book was not old. The reason it was tattered was read too many times. Thinking of this, he opened the book and found that On the title page of the book is a name.

"Xu ... Haozhen?" Xing Lianlian read the name, and seemed to know it very well.

But before he remembered the name, he was patted on the shoulder, and Professor Fu's serious voice came from behind him: "Did you remember our little sister?"

Xing Lianlian only remembered this. Xu Haozhen was the girl who appeared at the class meeting of Lin Chen. He turned around and saw Professor Fu's face still awake, probably just woke up by the phone, his expression was still very different. Willingly.

"Why do your little sister's books appear on the deceased's bed?"

"What's dead?" Fu Hao rubbed his face, thinking he was hallucinating.

"There was something wrong in the school." Lin Chen pulled Fu Hao, and told him the weird case that happened in the morning in a concise way.

As Fu Hao listened, his mouth opened wider and wider, and he also did not expect that in his sleep, so many big things happened in the school.

"So ... Wang Haozhen's book was found on Wang Shishi's bed, which shows that they knew each other?" Fu Hao's eyes fell on Xun Conglian. He thought for a while and looked at Lin Chen inconceivably. "Brother ... You Did n’t she think that there was a problem with Sister Xu early on. Why? ”

"In the beginning, I just thought she was a little strange."

"Why, because they admire you so much and want to meet you?"

"No, it's because of her nail polish."

"What happened to the nail polish?"

"Under what circumstances would a girl choose to apply nail polish that she does not fit?"

"Do you think they are not suitable, but do they really like them?" Fu Hao couldn't help but retort.

Lin Chen recalled that when she shook hands with Xu Haozhen, the girl deliberately retracted her fingertips and shook her head. "She knows that she is not suitable, she doesn't like it, and she cares."

"She's just trying colors?"

"Ten fingers need to be tested for color?"

"Someone forced her to paint it?"

"I am forced to apply your nail polish."

Lin Chen's tone was light, and Fu Hao hurriedly retracted his ten fingers, "That's who picked it for her, or who wanted to apply it to her, and she was embarrassed to refuse it. I must be embarrassed to refuse ... But brother, why do you have to worry about this nail polish problem, I feel a little bit **** ... "

Fu Hao began to speak, and he couldn't hold the speech box. After hearing this, Lin Chen's eyelids suddenly lifted up, as if he thought something crucial.