Criminal Psychology

Jiang Zhe's roar of embarrassment and anger no longer came from the phone, and Lin Chen handed the phone back to Xing Conglian.

On the monitoring screen, Huang Ze put on a bluetooth headset, then picked up a high-definition camera, and approached the bus at the corner of the parking lot.

"Stand back, all of you."

Huang Ze's voice came from the phone, and he chased away the reporters behind him.

Xing Conglian approached the microphone: "Inspector Huang, please be careful when opening the car door. The suspect may have connected the lead wire of the start timer to the car door, so..."

"So it doesn't rule out the possibility that the bomb exploded suddenly when I pulled the door again?"

"Yes……"

Before Xing Conglian could finish his sentence, Huang Ze was already holding the camera on his shoulders, and opened the bus door.

Everyone's heart clenched violently.

The car door was opened, and the high-definition camera had sent back the clearest image of the scene. From the image, it was clear that a thin wire connecting the time bomb and the car door was hanging down softly.

Facing the sudden police officers, the bus driver opened his mouth wide and began to struggle frantically.

Huang Ze set up the camera on the front seat, adjusted the machine, and asked, "How is the picture?"

The camera is aimed at the driver's chest. On the left side of the driver's heart, the wiring and detonator of the time bomb are clearly visible.

The timer is transformed from the simplest electronic clock. The bright red numbers are constantly flashing, and the time is only 19 minutes and 58 seconds.

Xing Conglian pondered for a moment, covered the phone's microphone, and said to the staff around him: "There will be a car repair warehouse at the rest stop of the expressway. Go and find all types of pipe wrench and milling tools, clean them with clean water, and wait 10 minutes. Send it to the bus within."

Hearing this, Lin Chen suddenly grabbed Xing Conglian: "Didn't you say that this bomb is not complicated, just dismantle the ignition device?"

"It's a Type 101 rear-mounted detonator. Removing the ignition device is like cutting the live wire. It's not completely safe. If Huang Ze has received professional training, we have a safer way, which is to remove the insurance pad directly. sheet and box to install the igniter."

In the picture, Huang Ze squatted on the ground, patted the back of the driver's hand, then he leaned closer to the bomb, looked at it for a while, then suddenly turned his head, stared at the camera lens, and asked, "Captain Xing, what do you think?"

"PlanLorPlanL."

"Life or Luck, desperately or desperately." Huang Ze laughed. In the camera, his hair was wet with sweat, but he was still smiling: "It seems that I have always underestimated the criminal captain. Which unit are you from?" of?"

Xing Conglian's face was solemn, and he and Huang Ze felt sympathy for the secret code: "I would like to ask Supervisor Huang, what is the fastest time for you to discharge a detonator?"

"It must be faster than Captain Xing." Huang Ze looked at the beating numbers on the driver's chest and said, "I need a set of No. 3 pipe wrench and milling tools. If not, a utility knife and screwdriver can also be used."

"It's already being prepared."

After Xing Conglian finished speaking, Huang Ze gave a faint "um" and said nothing else, and the two fell into an unbearable silence.

At this moment, Lin Chen, who had been staring at the big screen, suddenly said, "Huang Ze, give the driver your Bluetooth headset."

"What do you want to do?" Huang Ze suddenly turned his head and stared at the camera.

"Ask for a confession." Lin Chen glanced at Huang Ze's angry gaze on the big screen, and then turned his gaze to the bus driver's face again, his tone was calm and monotonous, as if he didn't take the life and death moments that would happen next into his heart.

Huang Ze turned his head to look at the driver, then lowered his voice: "This man is about to be scared to death. At a time like this, what are you thinking about asking for a confession?"

"He has all the clues of the 26 missing children and 2 teachers." Perhaps because the screen was too bright, Lin Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, "Wait a minute, maybe it's too late."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, even Xing Conglian took a deep look at him, as if he also felt that his words at this moment were not very appropriate.

Huang Ze rushed out of the car and lowered his voice, as if he didn't want the driver to hear the conversation: "It means, if I fail, both of us will be killed, and you won't have time to ask for a statement, right?" He took a deep breath He took a deep breath and said, "Lin Chen, you are really cold-blooded."

In the monitoring hall, Huang Ze's scolding voice was released again through the mobile phone, and it was accurately heard by everyone around.

Lin Chen was unaware of those questioning eyes, he opened his lips lightly, and only said one syllable: "Yes."

Huang Ze sneered, he angrily tore off the earphones, rushed back to the bus, patted the driver on the shoulder, bowed his head in relief, and then hung the earphones on the driver's ears.

The bus driver seemed still in extreme panic and understood what was happening and just shook his head desperately.

"Master, I hope you can calm down and answer a few questions for me." Hearing the panting sound coming from the receiver, Lin Chen took the phone from Xing Conglian's hand and asked.

Hearing this, the driver looked at the camera subconsciously, he opened his mouth, his body tensed up and twitched again, as if he couldn't form a complete sentence.

"The police officer in front of you is risking his life to save you, but we have no whereabouts of the remaining 28 lives in the car. If you can't calm down, I will ask the staff at the scene to give you a shot of chlorine. Promazine, commonly known as a sedative, to help you calm down and then answer my questions."

While Lin Chen was speaking, there were whispers in the arena. Xing Conglian frowned slightly, but he stopped looking at Lin Chen, because in the darkness, Lin Chen quietly held his hand, and then squeezed it lightly.

Obviously, there was no such thing as chlorpromazine at the scene of the emergency, but it was also obvious that the bus driver didn't know this.

Lin Chen's words miraculously calmed down the driver. He panted and said intermittently: "Help me, please help me! I still have children...my wife is waiting for me to go home for dinner..."

The driver's crying sound moved everyone present, and some young girls couldn't help crying.

"I would like to ask if you still remember how the tourist bus was hijacked?"

"At the Plum Village rest stop, when I was smoking, someone held a pistol against my back and asked me to get in the car and do as he said."

Hearing this, Huang Ze took out his mobile phone, called up a blurry surveillance photo, and asked the driver, "Is it this person?"

The driver glanced at the photo and nodded quickly: "That's right, that man is a bit short and wearing a gray scarf, so I can't see his face clearly!"

Lin Chen frowned slightly, and before Huang Ze could say another sentence, he continued to ask: "Then do you remember how he controlled the entire bus?"

"He asked me to sit down and pretended to be driving. He sat on the dashboard. When the children came up, he took out a bunch of candy for the children. When the teacher came up, he quietly put a pistol on the teacher's waist. .”

"Where did the children and teachers in the car go?"

"The man told me to stop halfway, and then planted a bomb on me. He told me to park the car in the parking lot of the Langchuan Rest Station. He also said that he had to park in the No. 27 parking space. He said that if he parked in the wrong place, the car would explode."

As time passed by, Lin Chen's problem continued.

"Where is the halfway you speak of?"

"Pass the place where the north exit of Yinchuan is."

"How far is it from Yinchuan North Exit?"

"About 10 minutes."

"Do you remember the exact time they got off?"

"I don't remember, I don't have time to remember this, Mr. Police, why don't you act yet, it's almost too late!" The driver said, looking down at his chest again, the time left was less than 14 minutes.

When Huang Ze heard this, he was going to get the earphones.

"I have one last question, can you repeat, how did he control the whole bus?"

Lin Chen returned to the question he had asked before, and the whispered conversation in the monitoring hall turned into an uproar.

"I've already answered this question. Didn't I make it clear just now? Why do you still ask me!" The driver suddenly raised his voice, looking angry and agitated. He struggled desperately, and the situation in the bus suddenly became extremely uncontrollable.

"Lin Chen, what on earth are you trying to do!" Huang Ze snapped back his earphones and yelled into the microphone.

"Huang Ze, please put the Bluetooth headset back on your ear, and then answer a few questions for me."

In the screen, Huang Ze put on the earphones according to his words, and Lin Chen said again: "Can you really dismantle this bomb in 13 minutes?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"How sure are you that when using tools to dismantle the bomb, the explosives in the detonator will not be detonated by accidentally splashing sparks or slight vibrations."

"With sufficient time, the success rate is 70.00% five to eighty."

"That is to say, there is not enough time now, your success rate will be greatly reduced, and it is also possible that you will detonate the bomb during the process of dismantling it."

"You are really straightforward."

"Huang Ze, do you believe me?" Lin Chen stood up with a calm expression on his face, and suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with it.

A few months ago, he asked Xing Conglian the same question. Now, the person answering the question has changed, because the other party is Huang Ze, and he can't even guarantee that he will get the expected answer.

"What do I believe in you? After you killed Xiaowei, how can you make me believe in you?" Huang Ze faced the camera, the black-haired young man was covered with sweat, and he opened the corners of his mouth. It was for Lin Chen.

Xing Conglian could clearly see that when Huang Ze mentioned a certain girl's boudoir name, there was a strange expression on Lin Chen's calm face, and that expression was neither remorse nor reminiscence, but pain.As if steel nails were pierced into the bone marrow or the back was broken by a heavy hammer, no matter how deep and introverted a person is, they will be unable to control their emotions for a moment because of the sudden appearance of a certain name. Therefore, many people call that emotion " Heartache.

It’s just that Lin Chen is still Lin Chen, and the painful expression on his face quickly disappeared, and his voice was still so clean and gentle, without any choking: “Did you see the red fire wire that fixed the driver on the seat, wait After the tools are delivered, please cut the thread directly."