Criminal Psychology Book 1

Chapter 10: Death

Xing Conglian's hair was messy and his beard unshaven. Because he was traveling in plain clothes today, he was still wearing a white t-shirt that was covered in mud that was paired with beach pants and flip flops, looking quite poor.

Even when he showed his police badge, the eyes of the principal of No. 3 Primary School thought he was simply a lowly policeman.

In a sense, he was indeed just a cop.

"Police officer, this is an internal affair at our school and has nothing to do with you." The principal puffed out his chest and looked at the police officer walking towards him from the distance.

"Of course."

Xing Conglian walked very slowly. When he walked to Lin Chen's side, he took out a cigarette and stuffed it in his mouth.

"Then why don't you go investigate the scene of the crime?"

Although Xing Conglian had an expression that gave off, "It's none of your fucking business what laozi* wants to do", he still replied seriously, "I'm here to collect evidence." As if forcing back some discomfort, he put the cigarette from his mouth back into the pack.

"What do you mean?"

"Just now, Mr. Principal, I heard your complaints. You seem dissatisfied with our police investigation, so I came to inquire about it."

Xing Conglian was very close to Lin Chen. He was tall and looked like a big brother who wanted to vent his anger on behalf of his younger brother.

"Sorry, Mr. Police Officer. I just thought you were going to intervene in the dismissal of an employee of our school." The principal's tone was strange. He pointed to Lin Chen and continued, "Though this dorm manager is a temporary worker, I'll still pay enough severance. You don't really have to bother about this."

Xing Conglian didn't respond, because he was thinking about a very serious issue. As a policeman, he had many ways to make things difficult for the school and could easily make them reverse their firing.

In fact, before coming here, he had thought of many, many ways to stand up for Lin Chen, but when Lin Chen actually got in trouble, he realized that he was a policeman.

Because he was a policeman, he couldn't use the methods he came up with and this fact made things extremely frustrating.

Xing Conglian thought about it for a while before finally glancing to the right in annoyance. He said to Lin Chen, "I really can't intervene."

Lin Chen seemed to understand Xing Conglian's mood. He nodded as if relieved. "I understand."

"Then let's pack up your things?"

"Okay."

The conversation was simple, so much so that the three people wearing suits stood there awkwardly.

Then, Xing Conglian did something that made things even more awkward. He raised his hand, fanned it to one side, and said to the three men, "Then, please, could you move out of the way?"

Chen Ping didn't move. He had been watching Xing Conglian the entire time.

From the news he received, Lin Chen did have a policeman by his side, who was the captain of the Hongjing Criminal Investigation Unit.

Lin Chen was always picky when choosing friends, so Chen Ping observed Xing Conglian with great scrutiny. From his ragged clothes to his unshaven face, the only thing that attracted Chen Ping's attention was his eyes.

Those eyes were beautiful-cunning and intelligent. The key point, though, was that they were extremely clear.

To put it into a description... Taking Lin Chen's eyes as an example, his eyes were also clear like the snow atop the peaks of a mountain, or that had melted, becoming water. They were so clear and cold that sometimes it was hard to look at him. Compared with the policeman's eyes, they were vast and deep. Because of this, they weren't just clear but also inexplicable.