Criminal Psychology

Yongchuan University female dormitory, 7 buildings, 201 rooms, 4 beds, 6:30 in the morning.

When Jin Xiaoan saw the video, it was already the next morning.

In fact, she didn't sleep well last night. Generally speaking, her heart is still very peaceful. After all, everything is finally over, so she should spend the last night of her life peacefully.

I don't know why, she always feels uneasy in her heart.

So she opened her eyes very early. At that time, it wasn't very bright outside the window. She felt as if she hadn't woke up so early for a long time. She leaned aside and picked up the fully charged mobile phone. The place where she would look every day after opening her eyes.

For example, washing your face and brushing your teeth, such as washing your heart ’s chanting. Of course, everything you do every morning has a very important sense of ritual. At that time, she was in the mood of nostalgia or sacrifices, and thought of that place and took another look. It is the best place in her memory.

But the beauty is no longer, because she saw a video.

The video was very quiet and there was no sound, but she felt a manic drumbeat sounding in her ears, as if someone was screaming and someone was screaming, but someone also showed a cold look in this manic atmosphere. .

She was watching the man, watching her a little bit.

The bright red blood dripped from the wall, and the man was not writing fast, but in that dark space, those bright red characters were like countless ants devouring the entire world.

Looking at the original white wall that was stained a little, Jin Xiaoan's hand holding the phone was shaking more and more. Finally, the person who stopped writing stopped and Jin Xiaoan suddenly curled up and began to gasp in anger.

She leaned against the cold wall and wanted to calm herself, but then she realized that the person in the video didn't mean to stop.

The man just walked casually to the side of the paint bucket, applied a little red paint with a brush, and returned to the wall again.

The red paint dripping from the brush made the wood-colored floor dripping, it was too dirty and dirty, and it took a long time to wipe it clean ...

Seeing this, she reached out her hand subconsciously, rubbing her phone's screen hard, trying to remove those stains, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't wipe the dirty things away.

Her fingertips became hot, and anger burned like a flame at her fingertips, in her eyes, and in her chest. She sat upright and smashed her phone.哐 When a loud noise.

The sound of a flip on the bed immediately sounded in the bedroom. At first, the roommates who woke up did not seem to know what was happening. The angry scolding sounded only a few seconds later.

"are you crazy!"

"Stupid not to sleep!"

"Get out of bed!"

Not only in the bedroom, but even next door, the sound of angry wall-clapping sounded.

The voices were booming and banged in her ears. Jin Xiaoan tried to resist the urge to kill. She gritted her teeth and carefully climbed out of bed. She assembled the phone into three parts and tried it. reopen.

The screen was back on, the web page was back on, the video was back on, and she dragged the video bar to the end.

The picture freezes in the empty room, only the red blood stains meander from the wall, and her eyes freeze at the end of all the formulas. There is an obvious message there for them.

Seeing that line of information, she certainly couldn't smash her cell phone again, so she opened the curtains and turned on the lights, and despite the abusive sound of the bedroom again, opened the book and found the corresponding word.

[Rubbish]

Rubbish means garbage. It's okay to leave the word on the wall. Of course, it's cursing, specifically who it is, and of course it is cursing those who can understand the word.

You are garbage.

You garbage.

Those of you who live in dark corners and steal raw garbage.

Numeral sentences passed by Jin Xiaoan's mind. She bit her lip tightly. From beginning to end, she didn't see the person's face, but she could feel the humiliating voice of that person's condescending eyes.

That person smashed the door, unlocked the password, and brushed the formula behind the wall, just to call them garbage?

Really, people want to kill people.

Jin Xiaoan felt that his mouth was salty and had the smell of warm rust. It was probably extremely angry to calm down. At least she felt that way. She didn't make any noise. She closed the curtains and closed them very well. Lamp, then sit down at the desk.

...

In a dormitory some distance away from Jin Xiaoan, specifically at Yongchuan University of Technology, Yongchuan University Lin School, some people were just as angry as Jin Xiaoan.

The dormitory number is 6-601, and the hero is a boy.

Chen Ran woke up earlier than Jin Xiaoan. He was awakened by a sudden text message prompt at more than five in the morning.

He stumbled to pick up the phone, the sender had no name, and the text message contained only one extremely short sentence: Shangyongchuan University Town Forum.

In fact, it was very drowsy at that time, and he did not have the uneasy mood of Jin Xiaoan at all. In the last night of his life, he really slept soundly, so if it wasn't for the ghosts that the number was familiar, he would really let go Cell phone and go to sleep again.

It didn't take much time to log in to a webpage with his mobile phone anyway, so he opened the forum easily and saw the sticky post at first glance.

The bright red title, the highlights of the wind, and the thousands of layers of replies, in such a deep night, the content inside must have caused a sensation in the entire university town. He clicked in, and then saw that the block was painted red. Painted wall.

Probably because it has been seen too many times and was deeply in his mind. Although the original white wall has been covered with blood-red writing, he does not even need to open the big picture to know where it is.

At that moment, his reaction with Jin Xiaoan was exactly the same. Of course, he was angry, angry, trying to kill, sleep disappeared, and felt that all his muscles were shaking uncontrollably, but maybe because the night was still deep, maybe Because there are always such or different differences between people, he still restrained his anger and carefully read that post from beginning to end.

Finally, he took out his mobile phone, sent a text message to the sender.

"who are you?

But he didn't reply to any text on that end, but instead responded to him with a multimedia message, because after reading the post from the beginning to the end, he discerned the content of the multimedia message with no effort.

That was the only layer in the entire post that was violently removed. Someone saved the floor in the form of screenshots.

When downloading the big picture, his fingers were cramping nervously. Soon, like many students who stayed up all night in this university town, he saw that layer of "unspeakable" replies.

In fact, the reply did not seem to be a big deal at first, it was only the second half of the 150-person list, indicating that the three-year major first appeared in each of the schools in 2013, 2014, and 2015, which could be different from the long list. Yes, there are four names in the list circled, other than that, there is nothing in the entire screenshot.

The problem is probably with the four red circles, or the four names circled.

Chen Ran used the most stupid and most effective way, he typed these names in turn in the search box, and then pressed the Enter key.

Instantly, the search engine listed thousands of results for him, and the most important and closest result was listed first.

[The tenth general election of Yongchuan University City Association of Science, Technology and Application is as follows]

With almost perverted excitement, she clicked into the campus news calmly, and sure enough, that news seemed to have been deleted, but the webpage snapshot captured by the search engine still exists.

He saw the four names inside, and the president of the association was Chen Xuan, the master behind the famous id that suddenly went online and disappeared.

Probably God opened his eyes, or that the self-righteous idiot did not think that the power of the masses was so powerful, that what they were trying to hide was just pulled out of the sky in an instant.

He kept searching.

Like the speculative result, almost all the information about that scientific and technological association was cleared, but the remedial measures taken under this confusion, Jane was full of loopholes.

He quickly found out the organization structure of the association, the venue, and the event arrangements ...

What **** is "three graves", it is simply a small and unknown student society, pretending to be a ghost and a mystery, thinking that this will be extraordinary, in fact, it is simply the garbage that dare not show people in real terms!

Hold my phone firmly and continue searching ...

He suddenly discovered that the group had a routine rally today.

What a wonderful coincidence.

Chen Ran thought so, edited the information he found into a short message, and sent it again.

...

Countless information, along with the rising sun, spread rapidly throughout the university town at a speed that was not fast but unstoppable.

But in this world, what human beings really cannot stop is time.

The time is 12:10 noon on April 14.

The sun was just right, and it was not affected by yesterday's rain.

Everything on the campus reveals the undisguised sense of spring, such as the flowers on the roadside or the legs of girls, they are all warm, as if with the sweet smell of chocolate.

The bell was ringing just after class. There were cheerful laughter from the students around the cafeteria. Jin Xiaoan carried a fresh-keeping bag and walked out of the cafeteria against the flow of people.

The bag holds her lunch.

In fact, the canteen of Yongchuan University sells a lot of delicious food, but her favorite is a three cents bun sold at the corner of the second floor. If it is usual, she will certainly not eat buns at noon, but now almost It was the last moment of her life, and she felt that she deserved to enjoy the best things in her life.

So she carried two buns and went to the lake.

Because of the murder the day before, there were very few people by the lake, and the banyan tree was very quiet. The smell of candles permeated the air, but the sound of water was still quiet.

Under this banyan tree is her favorite place on campus, so she sat down by the tree, opened the fresh-keeping bag, and took a bite of her favorite bun.

Everyone's preferences are different, because after all, people are always different.

Unlike Jin Xiaoan, Chen Ran doesn't think there are any beautiful things worth remembering in his life, so after class at noon, he didn't even eat meals, he crossed the entire campus and came to the ruins by the playground.

When everyone ran to the cafeteria, no one would notice what he was doing standing beside the ruins. People in this world are always so indifferent, and they will eventually die because of indifference.

Calm eyes glanced over the ruins, and found the mark he had made. He removed the bricks and pulled the things hidden underneath.

Under the banyan tree of Yongchuan University, the girl who finished buns got up from under the banyan tree.

In the campus kiosk, someone pulled up a hoodie and settled a bill for a newly picked fruit knife in front of the checkout counter.

Before the car repair booth, someone put the newly purchased abandoned chain into the pocket at will.

On the path, someone tightened his shirt and walked slowly forward ...

In all sentient beings, some people will eventually go on a completely different path from others.

They came steadily and furiously from all directions.