Criminal Psychology

"This gentleman, borrow a fire."

A weak voice came from above the head, and the light was dim. Lin Chen looked at the leather boots on the ground, took out a box of matches from his pocket, and passed it upwards.

"Aren't you a non-smoker?"

Xing Conglian's voice sounded a little surprised, so the excuse just now was more like teasing or teasing.

"The match from the hotel, I took it when I went out."

"Why do you take matches when you go out?"

"Whatever."

"I thought it was specially brought for me." Xing Conglian muttered casually, and sat down on the steps beside him, "I don't know, can I light it..."

After finishing speaking, the man casually stroked the match against the phosphorus strip on the side, and with a stabbing sound, the flames and green smoke floated up together.

"Can I still count as a change of luck?" Xing Conglian asked him, staring at the flames.

"Your luck has always been too good." With a warm breath around him, Lin Chen said almost helplessly.

"Eh?"

"Fortunately, there was a heavy rain, and the students were hesitant when they rushed out of the classroom, so they just bought some time." Lin Chen thought for a while, and then asked, "What did you find on the stairs?"

"You really didn't sneak to the scene?" Xing Conglian turned his head slightly and asked in a suspicious tone.

"No, I always listen to the leader's words." Lin Chen replied.

"Tsk..." At the last moment when the match was burnt out, Xing Conglian finally lit a cigarette. He took a deep puff of tobacco and spoke slowly, "Plastic beads, glass, tack..."

There was not much emotion in Xing Conglian's voice. At this time, the sound of the rain was so small that it was almost inaudible.

"It should be these too."

Lin Chen didn't feel any surprise. If he wanted to incite students to riot and want to cause a stampede, then it would be a perfect choice to sprinkle some gadgets on the stairs.The continuous emergencies in the past few days have completely stretched their nerves to the limit. After they suddenly relaxed, they didn't even have the strength to be afraid, only tired.

This state is not good, and the time is tight, even the time to breathe has become a luxury, even so, he still did not continue, but quietly, waiting for Xing Conglian to finish smoking a cigarette.

"Come on, what is collective unconsciousness?" Xing Cong extinguished his cigarette and turned to look at him.

"Why do you have such a good memory?" Lin Chen looked at the pitch-black night sky. There was no starlight there. It was so dark that it seemed wider and far-reaching. If the ground wasn't too wet, he almost wanted to lie down on the steps.

"I remember very clearly many things you said."

Xing Conglian's tone was too natural, Lin Chen smiled lowly, and simply lay down on the steps, he put his hands on his head and said: "For example, under normal circumstances, students will resist the school's arrangements, Yelling loudly, trying to take advantage of the chaos and rush out of the classroom?"

"of course not."

"Then have you ever thought about what caused them to suddenly become what they were just now?"

"Isn't it because it was dark and someone took advantage of the chaos to deliberately incite them?"

"In fact, fans at rock concerts riot during the day, and fans are also prone to riots after a team loses. This has nothing to do with time, environment, or place, but only with people. Let's explore further , the question becomes like this - why do human beings become easily incited by some trivial things, and thus take extreme actions?"

"Consultant Lin~" Xing Conglian said, and lay down suddenly. His ending sound rose a little, which sounded very lazy, "Stop asking questions, just tell me, I'll listen."

"It's a matter of crowd psychology, and we often find that in the crowds of excited groups, people do a lot of things that they would never do alone, they burn, they kill, they don't have shame, they have no morals, they don't even No sense of law... because at that time, they lost themselves..."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he deliberately paused, waiting for Xing Conglian to follow his words.

But this time, it happened to be different from the previous situation. Beside him, Xing Conglian was breathing evenly, and his eyes were lightly closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The night was very quiet, and the rain stopped unconsciously.

Lin Chen had the illusion of being used as a hypnotic device. He raised his eyebrows, sat up, put his hands on his legs, turned his head, looked at Xing Conglian quietly, and said slowly: "If you haven't fallen asleep, you probably will Said, um, losing myself, it seems to be somewhat similar to Wang Shishi, Xu Haozhen, Jiang Liu and the others..."

"Actually, the fact is that the collective unconsciousness is a terrible and real psychological phenomenon. Normally, people are rational and thinkable beings, but once rational humans enter a group, their Personal personality will soon be disintegrated, reason and self-control will disappear, and human instinct will be released. Most of the genocide tragedies originate from this. If you have to find a term related to hypnosis, it is group sex hypnotized."

"So, how similar is Wang Shishi's suicide to what happened tonight?"

Suddenly, seeing Xing Conglian move his lips slightly, Lin Chen said in a low voice.

His voice was very deep, like the strings of a cello being plucked, piercing the night.

Lin Chen's heart trembled for no reason. He felt like being caught doing something bad. He rubbed his forehead and said, "Such tragedies are similar to a large extent, because people have habitual thinking, even criminals , will repeatedly choose the same method to commit crimes. In fact, we should really be thankful that we have survived this wave, and we have also obtained a lot of clues..."

"Wang Shishi and the others are in a certain group, and that group is controlled by others, so that all the students in the group lose themselves?" Xing Conglian concluded.

"Sounds like a fantasy novel, right?" Lin Chen said, standing up from the steps, and continued: "If this is a group of students committing violence against another group of students, like the violence of a foreign fraternity or sorority, it is very It is easy to see that this is an atrocity caused by collective unconsciousness, but they chose to commit suicide, which only shows that..."

"Ok?"

"The belief and cohesion of their group is far beyond our imagination, but we know nothing about those things."

"It's a horror novel."

Xing Conglian corrected him seriously.

Lin Chen sighed, stood up from the steps, and asked, "Aren't you really going to sleep for a while?"

"Didn't you sleep too?" Xing Conglian asked with a smile as he lay on the steps.

"But you're overusing your brain today."

"Consultant Lin, are you feeling sorry for me?"

In the dark night, there was no sound around.

Xing Conglian was drenched all over, the light in the corridor only spread a thin layer on his body, so dim that Lin Chen could hardly see his face clearly, but his voice and breath were too clear.

"Yes." Lin Chen replied seriously.

"Hey, I feel sorry for Consultant Lin too, but it seems like we have to stay up all night today."

Xing Conglian said, reaching out to him.

He pulled him up, then saw him rubbing his face with his hands indifferently and said: "The failure to lure the students to riot tonight is more like a whim than a well-planned action. There are no students casualties today, and there may be It will lead to two situations tomorrow, first, they give up their original plan and hibernate; second, something big will happen tomorrow... Which one do you think is more likely to happen?"

"We can't afford to gamble." Lin Chen shook his head, "There are less than 40 hours left, and every second after that, something may happen."

"What a tragedy..." Xing Conglian put his hands in his pockets and walked in front of him, "The needle in the haystack, the only hope, has been destroyed. Is there any way to find the members of that group?"

"Actually, it's not a complete failure." Lin Chen looked up, and the teaching building in the distance was still lit up. It was the computer testing group specially arranged by Xing Conglian. "Have you forgotten, we still have two classes now?" data available."

"I didn't forget, I specifically mentioned it, waiting for you to praise me."

Xing Conglian said, took out his phone and shook it: "Professor Fu just sent a text message saying that the test is over."

Lin Chen frowned, quickly took out his mobile phone, and wanted to make a call.

But Xing Conglian moved faster, he pressed the call button and handed over the phone.

"Old Xing, did something happen to you? I just heard a big noise."

"It's me." Lin Chen said into the phone.

"Senior brother! Are you okay? I heard that the electricity in the teaching building is cut off, and there are students making trouble? Where is Lao Xing? What happened to Lao Xing?"

On the other end of the phone, Fu Hao could hardly stand the chatterbox again.

He immediately interrupted the topic: "I'm fine, and he's fine too. Has the result come out?"

There was a rustling voice from the receiver, as if someone snatched the phone, and after a while, Wang Chao's brisk voice rang out: "Ah Chen, I have processed the data according to the conditions you gave before, the only one that meets the requirements is Your screening criteria are only one girl, surnamed Jin, named Xiaoan, and her name is quite cute."

"Jin Xiaoan...does he have any social connection with the deceased in this case?"

"There is no obvious connection. After all, the department is too far away. Jin Xiaoan is a medical student, and he has never joined any school clubs."

"Medical school?" Lin Chen thought for a while and said, "When I was in college, our psychology department and medical school students took public classes together. For example, we took ideological and political courses together. You can check the class schedule."

"Okay, give me 30 seconds!"

After the crackling sound of the keyboard, Lin Chen heard Wang Chao take a sharp breath.

"Damn, Jin Xiaoan and Jiang Liu went to Political 2 together, what is Political 2, Chen?"

"A course that easily cultivates friendship among classmates and extracurricular reading skills." Lin Chen patted Xing Conglian, and the two stood still under the streetlight, "Which dormitory does Jin Xiaoan live in?"

"Building 7 201."

"Your boss and I are now in the open space downstairs of the computer room, you and Fu Hao come down together..."

"Are we going to play in the girls' dormitory? It's great!" Wang Chao said happily.