Criminal Psychology

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

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

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

Standing in front of the old man was a senior boy. The boy was sweating coldly, as if he was extremely nervous. This boy obviously didn't expect that he just came to ask for guidance for his graduation thesis, and he ran into a struggle with the school's senior management.

The vice-principal and a well-dressed middle-aged man were standing behind him. They both looked gloomy, as if they were enduring something, but the principal ignored them and just read his thesis seriously, as if Many affairs are not as important as those few pages of thin paper.

"Principal, I'm afraid it's not good for you to keep Mr. Chen waiting for a long time?" Finally, Vice-Principal Xu couldn't bear it any longer, and broke the condensed atmosphere in the room with a sound.

The boy swallowed, looked at his nose, nose, and heart, pretending he didn't hear anything.

"Oh...what's the matter with you?" The old man turned over the last page of the thesis without raising his head, and replied very gently.

"Principal Su, is it your intention to agree to Lin Chen's entry into the school for investigation?" The butler who stood aside put his hands in his pockets and took a step forward with an imposing manner.

"Oh, this matter." The old man pushed his glasses, did not continue, but raised his head, handed back the annotated thesis to the boy, and said: "The topic can be more detailed, what you are doing now The research scope of the thesis is still too large... There are two translation errors in the abstract, I have marked them out, you have to go back and check the exact usage carefully, and the explanation should be more concise..."

The boy lowered his head and looked at his densely marked thesis. He felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He thought that the supervisor of the graduation thesis was the principal, and he was probably just going through the motions. The top leader of the school with so many things to do every day, how could he have time to guide the little one? He didn't expect that the old man would teach him very carefully and patiently from the moment he selected the topic, even pointing out the punctuation marks carefully. His rigorous academic research made him dare not slack off in the slightest.

"There is nothing wrong with the data collection, you have done it very carefully, but here in the analysis of variance, you can also do a multiple comparison test..."

The old man was still talking, but Chen Ping's expression became more and more ugly. As the chief steward of a big family, how could he have received such blatant cold treatment.

"Principal Su, are you ready to answer my question?" Chen Ping asked again.

"Please wait a moment." After the old man finished speaking, he continued to bow his head and explained the thesis to the students.

"Su Anzhi, what do you mean!"

"I can't make my students wait, so I'd like to trouble you to wait." The old man said politely.

Hearing this, Chen Ping couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly turned up the volume: "Su Anzhi, who do you think you are, why do you let Lin Chen enter the school privately in disregard of the resolution of the board of directors? Our Chen family has already stated its position and prohibits Lin Chen from entering the school again." One step inside Yongchuan University!"

"Probably these problems, you go back and correct them, and show them to me at one o'clock in the afternoon on Friday." After the old man finished speaking, he nodded at the student, indicating that he can leave.

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

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

"What do you mean, you insist on protecting Lin Chen, and don't take my Chen family seriously!" Chen Ping slammed the table, almost angry.

"My students, if you protect yourself, you will protect yourself." The old man said very nonchalantly.

The old man's attitude was surprisingly tough, and he didn't buy into the Chen family's account at all. Chen Ping suddenly realized that he couldn't advance or retreat, and there was no better way. Be careful, my Chen family will be the first to impeach you!"

Accompanied by his stern threats, there were three knocks on the door.

Tee, Tee, Tee...

The voice was very soft and gentle, every note seemed to knock on Chen Ping's heart, making him very angry, who is so short-sighted, dare to knock on the door when he is angry.

He turned around abruptly, his breath becoming stagnant.

He saw a man standing at the door, a young man who was a little too good-looking.

The young man wears smoke gray trousers and a black turtleneck cashmere sweater on his upper body. The sleeves of the sweater are rolled up to the elbows, revealing his white wrists. He is holding a dinner plate in his hand, on which are placed two tall, translucent legs The liquid in the cup swayed slightly. The young man raised his eyes and glanced around the room with a smile. His hair color is a little light, his pupils are amber, and his skin is too white. Against the backdrop of a black turtleneck sweater, his smile is like a spring breeze As elegant and gentle.

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

The old man seemed to see some treasure, he raised his glass and took a long gulp, regardless of the people around him.

Chen Ping, who was watching blankly, finally realized that he was about to speak, but the young man raised his head slightly, glanced at him, with a smile on his eyes and brows: "Chen Steward, there is something wrong with what you said just now."

Hearing this, Chen Ping only thought it was funny. He didn't want to quarrel, but now someone made provocative words, of course he would be happy to say a few more harsh words to vent his anger.

"Impeachment is a procedure that is used to criminally prosecute senior government officials who have committed crimes. The board of directors of Yongchuan University may not have this administrative level."

Chen Ping thought he heard it wrong, but he was corrected. Someone would really be free to correct a word he said wrong.

"Oh, so what, without the vote of my Chen family, after the board of directors in June this year, your teacher can only be rolled down from the position of principal."

"You said it wrong again." The young man was still smiling, and he was smiling like a spring breeze, and he looked very good-looking, "He is not my teacher."

"who are you!"

After Chen Ping asked, he already regretted it. He seemed to have stepped into some verbal trap by accident.

"Guess what?" the young man asked with a smile.

Chen Ping was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood. This feeling was really aggrieved. It was like you wanted to use all your strength to fight a move, but the other party didn't answer. He just stabbed you lightly, which made you feel sore and itchy. Aggrieved or aggrieved.

Chen Ping took a deep breath, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave, but the voice of the young man's haunted voice came from behind him.

"I just tried to understand the meaning of Steward Chen, and I also thought about it for you. If the Chen family wants to successfully 'impeach' the principal on the board of directors, they need to get more than half of the seats on the board of directors. It is equivalent to RMB, which is about 260 billion. But you also know that the absolute controlling power of Yongchuan University has always been in the hands of that family, so even if the Chen family can afford the money, I don't know if the family is willing to sell it..."

The young man crossed his legs, propped his chin with one hand, and spoke in a worried tone. Mr. Su couldn't help laughing, and then hiccupped, um, it smelled like carbonated drinks.

"you!"

Chen Ping turned his head abruptly, only then did he realize that the slender goblet was filled with Coke, Coke...

The old and the young in front of him have been teasing him from the very beginning!

"You wait for me!"

Being pointed at his forehead, the young man didn't get angry. He took a sip of the liquid in his glass, nodded with a smile, and didn't say yes, just said: "Goodbye."

Chen Ping's chest hurt so much, he turned around resolutely and left, fearing that if he stayed any longer, he would be so angry that he would have a heart attack.

Looking at the backs of the butler and the vice-principal going away, Mr. Su put down his cup, scowled, and turned his head to educate the young man beside him: "You bastard, you are not half as filial as Lin Chen, you don't even want to come back to see me on my 60th birthday look!"

"Of course." The young man smiled instead. He raised his wine glass and lightly clinked glasses with Mr. Su: "Not only is it filial piety, but I have never been able to compare with him in terms of getting into trouble."

This time, Mr. Su, who was specially irritating, held his chest and got angry.

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Mr. Lin, who was on the same campus, didn't know yet that he had just been hacked.

He had just visited the girls' dormitory with Captain Xing, and when he went out, he had a few old books in his hand.

Captain Xing rubbed his ears. Girls are probably the most talkative creatures in the world. With the addition of a dormitory aunt with super strong decibels, he just felt dizzy and tinnitus. Thinking back to what the girls said just now, it was too much and too complicated. It's almost bewildering.

"Is there any gain?" He thought for a while, and could only ask Lin Chen.

Hearing this, Lin Chen stuffed a book with a broken back into his hand.

Xing Conglian was stunned, looked down at the cover, and found that it was a book of "Discrete Mathematics". On the title page of the book, there is a name written.

"Xu...Haozhen?" Xing Cong even thought the name was very familiar.

But before he could recall the name, he was patted heavily on the shoulder, and Professor Fu's serious voice came from behind: "Old Xing, are you thinking about our little junior sister?"

Only then did Xing Conglian remember that Xu Haozhen was the girl who appeared at Lin Chen's reunion. He turned around and saw Professor Fu's face still asleep, probably because he had just been woken up by the phone, and his expression was still very uncomfortable. willing.

"Why does your little junior sister's book appear on the bed of the dead?"

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

"Something happened at school." Lin Chen grabbed Fu Hao and briefly told him about the strange case that happened early in the morning.

As Fu Hao listened, his mouth opened wider and wider. He didn't expect that in his sleep, so many big things happened in the school.

"So...Xu Hao's real book was found on Wang Shishi's bed. Does this mean that the two of them know each other?" Fu Hao's eyes fell on Xing Conglian's hands, he thought for a while, and looked at Lin Chen in disbelief, "Senior brother... you Didn't you think there is something wrong with Junior Sister Xu early in the morning, why?"

"At first, I just thought she was a little weird."

"Why, because people admire you very much and want to meet you?"

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

"What happened to the nail polish?"

"When would a girl choose to wear nail polish that doesn't suit her?"

"You think he's not suitable, but he actually likes it?" Fu Hao couldn't help retorting.

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

"Is she just trying on colors?"

"Do you need to try ten fingers to test the color?"

"Did someone force her to paint it?"

"I'm forcing you to paint your nails."

Lin Chen's tone was light, and Fu Hao quickly shrank his fingers, "Whoever picked it for her, or who wanted her to paint it, she is too embarrassed to refuse, for example, brother, you want to lend me your shirt to wear I must be ashamed to refuse...but senior brother, why are you bothering with this nail polish issue? I feel a little cornered..."

When Fu Hao opened his mouth, he couldn't hold back the chatterbox. Hearing this, Lin Chen's eyelids suddenly lifted, as if he had thought of something important.