Criminal Psychology

Anyone who is scolded for mental retardation will be angry.

Fortunately, Rong Rong likes to surf the Internet, and he is very young, so he probably knows that the phrase "Are you mentally handicapped" is more like a mutual greeting between the mentally disabled persons.

So he was even more angry, joking. He now represents the law enforcement department. He does n’t even have to give any reason. He just drags the arrest warrant in front of the suspect, and he can drag the person directly, not to mention that it is a gun. He was dare to joke with his head on the gun, and his heart was really big ... Rong Rong glanced again at the teenager in the corner. The teenager wore a peaked cap and a black t-shirt with the logo of an underground rock band. The eyes are bright, the cheeks move, as if chewing gum, the sweetness of lemon mint in the air.

Perhaps it was the bright eyes of a teenager, and Rong Rong suddenly felt that this was not the case. In the arrests he had performed in the past, he had learned that the calmness of prisoners was often proportional to their viciousness, that is, Only criminals who are really fierce and fierce will be calm when facing a group of hunters with live ammunition and invite you to sit down and have a cup of tea.

Then Rong Rongzhen heard someone ask him, "Do you need some water?"

He looked around. He was a young man in a white shirt. The young man had very dark hair and spoke very quietly. Perhaps he was standing right next to the water dispenser. He didn't wait for his answer. Pour a glass of water for him.

Rong Rong felt that his spine was a bit stiff. He moved his gaze and looked at the last guest in room 2801.

A black gun was resting on the forehead of the last guest, so he had to walk two steps forward to see the man's face clearly.

That ’s a police officer, yeah, the intelligence has long stated that among the 2801 guests, there is a police officer, where ordinary police officers live in top hotels like Cohen May, so this must be a dirty policeman, Rong Rong calmed down and suddenly felt a little energetic, so he looked into the policeman's eyes.

He didn't know what kind of color it was, like sea blue and lake green, his eyes meant calmness, as if the sea surface was absolutely still, without any wind or waves.

He heard the man say, "Drop the gun."

Not "slow" or "wait a moment", he said, drop the gun.

This is an order, not a request. Although the voice is kind, it is still an order. No matter how bad the gangsters are, they dare not say such arrogant words to the police.

Rong Rong was not prepared to waste any more time. He raised his palm to his ear and issued a direct arrest order to his subordinates.

But the low but gentle voice sounded again, instead of talking to him, but asking the boy in the corner.

"Dynasty, have you called?"

"What phone?" The young man stared for a moment, then quickly responded, "No!"

"Then why do people from icpo come?"

"Isn't it because we are hiding drugs?"

"Oh."

The conversation ended here. It was very simple and casual. Rong Rong felt cold. He ran from the last part of his tail vertebrae and rose up along his spine.

Not only him, every special police officer in the house took a subconscious look at each other's clothing and epaulets, but all the configurations on them were the same as those of the local special service team in Yongchuan, without any flaws. This is of course to hide the true identity Considering that, the person leaning on the back of the chair easily put on their identity.

Rong Rong held down the gun and he was nervous.

As the person said, he came from icpo and belonged to the Interpol Yongchuan branch. Suddenly, he was on a suspect arrest mission in a Tibetan drug case, but the suspect refused to follow him.

This sounds like a joke, however, this **** is a fact.

The policeman leaning on the back of the chair seemed to have seen through his mind, and explained very intimately: "Actually, it is a tactical action problem. The training place is different, so there will be differences."

Who cares about this!

Rong Rong stabilized his breath and decided not to entangle these details. He glanced at the name on the arrest warrant and said, "Is Captain Captain, please follow me."

"Sorry, I think I have the right not to cooperate."

Rong Rong sneered: "Captain, since you can guess our identity, then you should know the seriousness of the case you committed, and I hope you will not resist any more."

"Oh ... it's not the reason." Xing Conglian said politely: "Chapter III of Chapter 3 of the ICPO Regulations clearly stipulates that Interpol must obtain the consent or approval of the local police when performing its official duties in the special services of each country. In the event of an unexpected situation such as a red wanted order, the local police must be notified in writing and obtained permission afterwards ... But I think my case does not fit these two? "

This time the words were a bit long, and it took a while to grow into Rongrong before they fully understood the meaning.

Meaning, you don't have the right to arrest me because you have gone too far.

Rong Rong looked again at the policeman named Xun Conglian.

Xun Cong shaved his hair very short. He had a stubble of the same length on his chin. He looked very unruly and chic. When he said those words, it seemed that the assault gun was not on the forehead, but a branch under the spring breeze And everything that happens here seems to be a trivial episode.

Rong Rong frowned. Judging from many years of experience, such a temperament can often only appear on those real giants. He pursed his lips. Now, he really cannot move forward.

Just then, the young man in the corner suddenly came to spirit.

"Really icpo, do you have nothing to run to catch the drug convicts?" The dynasty jumped from the ground, ignoring the guns that arrived on his back, pointing his glorious face with his fingers, saying arrogantly, "Let you Come over to see me, remember to find someone above the team leader level! "Then he raised his head proudly, and added," Mom's mental retardation! "

Xing Conglian did not hesitate to say this. He just reached out and patted Jiang Chao's shoulder, saying, "Trouble Captain Jiang, first send the student's family back to rest."

Although he said so, his eyes have been staring at the top steward named Chen.

Jiang Chao jumped, and never understood the situation from beginning to end.

However, it is strange that perhaps Xun Conglian's tone and posture were different from those of usual days. He actually stood up subconsciously and asked the students' parents to leave.

The number of people in the room was less than half.

Looking at the still swaying door panel, Rong Rong couldn't figure out who was in charge now!

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Cohen May Intercontinental Hotel, Room 01, 28th Floor.

The search in the room was over, Cao Qian stood by the window, overlooking the vast lake view outside the window.

The suite was messy, all drawers were opened, clothing and bedding were carefully checked, two shirts were scattered on the floor, and expensive crystal lights were clearly untouched, but they seemed to be shaking gently.

As the team leader, he knew that the arrest and search operations were too abrupt and even reckless, but the information was too conclusive. He had been following the case for three years, and of course he could not let go of such obvious clues, and he He was even very confident that he could find what he was looking for.

Sure enough, there was a rush of footsteps behind him. Cao Qian turned to see his subordinates handing a sealed bag of evidence. He glanced at the contents of his pocket, his eyes darkened, and then announced the closing of the team.

Zheng Dongdong stood outside the door of Room No. 2801. He was very proud, because he took only a small risk to achieve a dream, which was really worth it.

The door was opened again, and the special service police with live ammunition rushed out. Those people were grim and the guns were cold and unfriendly. Zheng Dongdong was even happier.

He took a step forward and introduced himself: "Hello police officer, I am the general manager of May Hotel Cohen, my surname is Zheng ..."

"Oh, Manager Zheng, it's not a big deal. This is a very large search warrant issued by Interpol. Please check." Cao Qian interrupted the fat man in front of him, took out a piece of paper, and passed it.

Zheng Dongdong's face changed when he heard Interpol's six-character character. He suddenly panicked. He took the search warrant, read it several times, and then became stuttered: "This ... how can ..."

"Any questions?"

"No ... no no, I ... we must cooperate with the investigation." Zheng Dongdong bowed, only feeling that cold sweat was coming out of his neck. In his concept, any organization with the word international was frightened. Dead people, but things shouldn't have been so big, at least not internationally. All this seems to have deviated from the established arrangements.

However, things tend to go in the worst direction.

He thought about it, and when he was about to stand up, at the end of the corridor behind him, a very old and indifferent voice came.

"Who asked you to cooperate with the investigation?"

Zheng Dongdong's back was stiff, and he couldn't even turn around.

It's really arrogant, Cao Qian snorted and looked around.

He saw an old man coming from the darkness at the end. The old man was wearing plain, black cloth shoes, gray linen, and the front plate was fastened. It looked like the most old-fashioned neighbor. The only difference was that the neighbor Jia Weng would not have that walking posture and such sharp eyes, Cao Qian quickly loaded the bullet.

"Isn't it the duty of the public to cooperate with the police investigation?" Cao Qian raised his gun and asked politely.

But the old man seemed indifferent to the muzzle of the black hole, and he was indifferent to his modest and polite problem: "This is the hotel, the parents of the hotel staff, it is their duty to protect the parents as children."

"So if the parents break the law and discipline, can their children justify their kinship?" Cao Qian didn't know who the old man was, but he couldn't help asking.

Hearing this question, the old man only glanced at him from beginning to end and said, "You guys are all boring, do I have to dismiss a subordinate to you?"

Cao Qian was speechless,

Hearing that Zheng Dongdong's head became lower and lower, almost unable to stand.

Like to press the last straw on the dying camel, a waitress on high heels ran from a distance. When she saw Zheng Dongdong, she didn't even care about the strange atmosphere around her, and said eagerly, " Manager, the guest of Room 2801 just called the front desk of the hotel and said that our hotel violated their legal rights and interests, please go to Yongchuan University to explain it clearly, otherwise you will be told to lose everything. "

As soon as this statement was made, not only Zheng Dongdong or Cao Qian, but also the elderly who were preparing to fire their subordinates, felt very strange.

Are you kidding?

Cao Qian frowned and glanced at his watch. At this point in time, group B should have controlled the suspect. So why is the suspect still free to make a call? He thought about it, and the communication sound from the wireless headset explained to him.

"Boss, we ran into stubble today. Stubble said that we violated the regulations while performing our official duties and did not follow us. Please also come to Yongchuan University or tell us to the headquarters. Why are they doing this? Arrogant? "

"Received." The chattering voice was still heard from the wireless headset, and Cao Qian terminated the call resolutely.

He glanced at the poor manager and the old man, apparently pondering the situation before him. After a while, he turned around and ordered: "A Rong will present the evidence for inspection, and the rest will follow me to Yongchuan University."

Hearing this sentence, the old man's face seemed to have a smile: "So let's go together, Mr. Zheng, and Officer Cao."