Criminal Psychology

Chapter 88

"In the end, you were sent to the hospital by him?"

On the hospital bed, Su Fengzi yawned. Asking this way, Lin Chen felt that Su Fengzi almost rolled his eyes to express his disdain.

"Yes."

Looking at his friend who had to spend the night in the hospital after only hurting his hand, he looked away and tried his best to keep out of sight.

Just now, after Xing Conglian finished his ideological education to Jiang Chao, he ordered Jiang Chao's police officers to take him to the hospital on the way. The purpose was to let him have a hand examination again. That excuse about the orthopedic professor.

And Xing Conglian himself, of course, stayed at the scene to deal with follow-up matters together with the dynasty.

"That is to say, just because the live broadcast screen is on again, you have been arguing so nervously for so long, that you only come to visit me now?" Su Fengzi asked repeatedly, emphasizing his tone dissatisfied.

"It's nothing serious for you, don't you need to be so sad?" Lin Chen looked up at the wall clock on the wall, the end of the visit at nine o'clock, ignoring the time he spent hanging out with Xing Conglian, there is still an hour before the end of the visit, It's not too late either.

"How can you say it's nothing serious? If you don't come, no one will peel apples for me." Su Fengzi crossed his long legs, pressed the remote control in his hand, changed the station, then put down the remote control, and took the apple from the bedside table Handed it to him, "You weren't like this before."

I don't know if he was injured or because he came late. Su Fengzi was full of resentment today. As he said, he raised his right hand wrapped in gauze sadly, showing his "injury at work".

Lin Chen twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at the plaster cast on his hand, then put the apple back into the fruit basket again, and said, "Of course, you know it well, I've already moved on."

Thinking that he didn't expect him to answer so simply, even Su Fengzi was silent for a moment, and then said: "Mr. Lin, to be honest, don't you think that sentence just now is a bit shameless?"

"Yes."

"And he was too unsympathetic to me."

"correct."

"The cabbages I worked so hard to raise were all crushed by pigs."

"Ah."

"Water thrown out by married children."

"Yes."

Lin Chen looked at the entertainment news being broadcast on TV, and answered casually.

It seemed to be news about a certain singer's inappropriate remarks that caused disgust among some music fans. He hadn't seen this kind of entertainment gossip for a long, long time. Occasionally, he still found it very interesting.It wasn't until the anchor finished talking about the main points of the debate between the music fans on both sides that Lin Chen realized that the person on the bed didn't say anything more.

He turned his head and found that Su Fengzi was looking at him seriously.

"You won't be in this state after finishing the case before."

Su Fengzi said calmly.

"What was my state before, and what is my state now?" Lin Chen asked.

"You used to shut yourself up silently for many days, and then tricked me into delivering meals to you every day. Now that you've moved on, when will you pay back those meals?"

"In the past, there were too many things that I couldn't figure out in Taizhong No. [-], so what about now?" Lin Chen silently opened up the topic of meal money, turning the corner very abruptly.

But how could someone like Su Fengzi do what he wished: "So, about Huang Weiwei's death, have you figured it out yet?"

Su Fengzi asked.

His eyes are rare and serious, as if someone popped your balloon when you were happy at the playground, or when you were walking in the community, someone poured cold water on your head.Lin Chen lowered his eyes, the floor tiles were snow-white, for about three seconds, he felt that the cold water made his bone marrow so cold that it hurt.

He clenched his fists with difficulty and took a deep breath. Unlike when he was facing Huang Ze, he suddenly heard someone mention that name again, those fragmentary images emerged one by one, and those regrettable moments were played again. Once again, there is an idea of ​​wanting to turn back time and change the past.

It's certainly a delusion, a very, very unhealthy delusion.

Lin Chen discovered that he actually had to mobilize all his psychological adjustment knowledge to suppress those emotions again.

"Fengzi, I found out that you have a very serious problem." Lin Chen covered his eyes, trying to wrap up those pictures again.

"Are you trying to boast that I'm too understanding?"

"No, I mean, you really like which pot you don't open or carry."

"Didn't your venerable teacher teach you to forcefully suppress the unpleasant memory and not try to solve it, then it will always be there, and it will accumulate over time, which will cause you serious mental illness. At that time, you will never return. Even the best psychiatrist can't cure you."

Su Fengzi said seriously.

"But how should I solve it?" Lin Chen asked back.

In this world or in life, there are always some hurdles that cannot be overcome or problems that can never be solved, because it is too difficult, so what else can we do except bypass it?

"Have you never communicated with your police officer about the kidnapping and murder case?"

"No."

"why?"

"Because he never asked me."

Su Fengzi sat up straight in disbelief, and asked again: "Why!"

"Why are you so gossip?" Lin Chen asked with a frown.

"I heard that you and Huang Ze have met, isn't it strange that Xing Conglian feels strange about Huang Ze's perverted behavior of yelling at you and begging for death? If he never asked With that case of yours back then, there are only two possibilities, either he is really tolerant, or he doesn't care about you at all..." Su Fengzi dragged out his tail tone, his eyes flickered, and finally there was something in his eyes. With a smile, "I think it's really hard for you to be unrequited love."

Lin Chen was helpless.

After all, Su Fengzi is Su Fengzi, too keen and too sharp. He probably wanted to ask those questions and words just now since they reunited. It is rare that a case is solved so he can ask carefully. He was held back for several hours before he could gossip. No wonder The resentment is so deep.

"Actually, there is a third possibility." Lin Chen shook his head and said.

"What is possible?"

"Because things like secrets need to be exchanged with each other." Lin Chen walked to the end of the bed, slowly adjusted Su Fengzi's bed, then turned off the TV, pushed the patient who was struggling to sit up on the bed, and finally gave him Covered with a thin quilt, "You don't need to think too complicated, the reason why he didn't ask me is very simple, because he has too many stories that he can't tell."

Lin Chen sat down next to the hospital bed again, and dimmed the bedside lamp a bit.

Thinking of that room card, those inexplicable cameras, and the dynasty with eccentric background but extraordinary talent, how can Xing Conglian be an ordinary criminal policeman.

But now he is indeed just an ordinary criminal policeman, there must be many stories in it, many stories that he has not told.

Of course, Lin Chen also wants to know those stories, but telling stories and listening to stories requires the right timing, maybe a pot of wine or a cup of tea, or going out late at night. moment.But it's a pity that they still haven't come to the right time for each other, and it's even very possible that they won't get to that time in their entire lives.

If you can't be honest with each other, then maintaining an appropriate distance from other people's privacy is the minimum respect, at least, he thinks that's what Xing Conglian did to him.

"It's really not very interesting for you to do this." After a long time, Su Fengzi said this.

"I think it's quite interesting."

"Where's the fun?"

The interesting thing is that if he hadn't reached that moment, he would always have fantasies about Xing Conglian, that's all.

"Tsk, are you really empathizing with me, or should you pay back the money you paid me for the meal in college?" Su Fengzi turned around and turned her back to him.

"Why are you such a philistine?" Lin Chen laughed.

"I'm really sad, what's good about Xing Conglian?"

"Su Fengzi, you know that you are asking this question now, especially like those little girls in your novels."

"Then let me change the question, what's wrong with Xing Conglian?"

Lin Chen thought for a while, and then said, "It is said that he has a strong hidden desire to control."

"Oh, a person with a strong desire to control must also have a strong human ability."

Lin Chen took a bite of the apple, and was not surprised to find that such words came from Su Fengzi's mouth: "Well, it's possible, but I haven't tried it yet."

……

When he walked out of the hospital, Lin Chen couldn't quite remember what he and Su Fengzi had the last conversation in that dimly lit ward.

Probably some very boring dialogue that could be written into a third-rate romance novel.

After being blown by the night wind, he suddenly realized that Su Fengzi might really be using him as a source material, which is why he asked so many weird questions.

Xing Conglian's jeep was parked on the opposite road. Across the long and empty road, he saw him standing beside the car, but he didn't smoke.

The night wind brushed his hair and his clothes, his face was blurred, but his figure was very clear.

Lin Chen walked towards him, and suddenly wanted to know, what would happen if his story was written in Su Fengzi's book?

"How about Su Fengzi?" After getting into the car, Xing Conglian's first question was actually to Su Fengzi.

Lin Chen put on his seat belt, and seeing Wang Chao sleeping crookedly in the back row with his computer in his hands, he thought Xing Conglian was afraid that the atmosphere in the car would be too deserted, so he deliberately found a topic to chat with.

"I'm very happy. The nurse bought him an apple, but he still quarreled that no one peeled it for him."

"You friend, it's really interesting." Xing Conglian lowered the car window a little, and Night Breeze made him wake up a little, "How's your hand?"

"I went to take a new film, and the doctor who showed me the film looked at me for a long time with a look of looking for trouble." Lin Chen leaned back in his chair, it was almost midnight, there was no one on the street, and the whole city was quiet As if in a dream, he turned his head to look at Xing Conglian and said, "Fortunately, I didn't take the case written by Professor Zhang, otherwise the attending physician would probably curse."

Xing Conglian couldn't help but laugh: "Consultant Lin, the organization also considers your health, and the bureau reimbursed you."

Lin Chen smiled lightly and shook his head, asking, "How is Jiang Chao?"

"Probably except for the three days and three nights to write the report, everything is fine."

"Then what's next?"

"Of course, let the Yongchuan police investigate. We have to go home tomorrow."

When he said that he wanted to go home, he just stopped the car outside the hotel. They were facing a wide lake, and the cool lake breeze traversed the entire car.

Xing Conglian looked back at the young man in the back seat who was still smacking his mouth, and asked him with a smile: "What do you think of us leaving him here?"

Of course, what he said meant very purely, but when Lin Chen heard it, he couldn't help but his heart stopped beating.

Sure enough, you should talk less with Su Fengzi...

Lin Chen was thinking this way, but saw Xing Conglian suddenly open the door and get out of the car, then walked around to the car door on his side, knocked on the window, and asked with a smile, "Consultant Lin, do you have time to have a drink together?"

Before he could react, Xing Conglian took out two cans of Yongchuan Chunsheng from his left and right pockets, and then opened the door for him.

"At first, I thought, this case is over, and we can go drink together." Xing Conglian leaned in front of the car, pulled the pull ring, and then handed over the beer, "But it seems that only the two of us can drink."

The lake breeze was cool, Lin Chen held the beer can and touched him lightly, but did not speak.

The lake in the distance is dark and quiet, with only scattered lights dotted on the shore of the lake.

The night is deep.

There are not many words.

"The scenery here is very good, and drinking is also good."

"Yeah, I think so too."

"Can I still have breakfast near your school tomorrow, and bring Wang Chao with me?"

"Okay, it would be nice to take you to another house tomorrow."

In short, it was about this kind of small talk without deep meaning. I didn't know what was said, and I didn't know how much I said, but it probably meant whatever was said.

"Sanfen, is it really a non-existent organization?"

Suddenly, he heard Xing Conglian ask.

Lin Chen leaned against the bumper, he shook the can, the wine was finished, he looked to the side, Xing Conglian's eyes were calm and meaningful.

There is a light and sweet smell of alcohol in his breath, he is really an extremely smart person.

Lin Chen raised his head and looked at Xing Conglian.

Starlight is so good he wants to kiss him.

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