Criminal Psychology Book 1

Chapter 62: Three Graves 25

The glass of water poured by Lin Chen, Rong Rong finally did not drink.

Young people always do this. They have too much fear and distrust of the world. Because of distrust, they can easily lose their way.

Looking at the confused and vigilant face of the young special police officer, Lin Chen sat back to his position to deal with such a scene, obviously it was not his specialty, but fortunately Xun Lian was here.

On both sides of the long desk were several waves of people who were also confused.

The college leaders who originally came to deal with the problem of student suicide and aftermath do not know why they are still sitting here. They obviously should leave with the parents of the students. They can face the special police with live ammunition and the handsome criminal policeman who is now controlling the audience. Ca n't give up the idea of ​​leaving, but anyway, you wo n't die if you stay there?

In contrast to sitting in the first seat, the black housekeeper, Xu Guoqing was very embarrassed. He felt that he should not sit next to the housekeeper, because he had a strange hunch. The closer to the storm center, the easier it was. It turned into cannon fodder, but he didn't seem to have a chance to choose again.

Jiang Chao just returned to the house. According to the instructions from Xing Conglian, he transferred some staff from the bureau. Most of them were clerks without a task. They were responsible for keeping the door. Because the door was thick, they would not hear anything from it. Sound, Jiang Chao didn't know why he thought about the thickness of the door panel and the noise reduction, but he always felt that there might be some things that needed to be kept secret next.

Everyone was nervous, but no one spoke.

Lin Chen's hand supported half of her face, and she moved the paper cup full of water in front of her. Yu Guang glanced at Xun Conglian and waved his hand, greeting the dynasty to sit beside him.

At that time, the young man just hung up the inquiries to the front desk of the hotel, and the whole face looked very gleaming.

"Boss, what do I need to do?"

"What do you want to do?" Xing Conglian asked back.

"Oh, for example, isn't there a problem with the school's monitoring system, do I need to repair the firewall to catch the little hackers, or find out which fool has posted a post on the forum, Heichen!" Wang Chao said In these words, he looked provocatively at the housekeeper sitting on the long desk master, with his eyes and brows provocative.

"Continue doing what I arranged you to do." Xun Conglian held the boy's head and pressed the person in front of the computer. "Don't be distracted." He added.

Lin Chen's hand turning the paper cup paused slightly. It was hard to find that even he didn't understand the purpose of torture.

Without repairing the monitoring, naturally I want those who are secretly monitoring the school to continue to observe the situation here for a while. After all, if you regain the right to use the surveillance camera, it means directly telling the person behind the scenes, we already know what you are doing. What to do. Deep down, Lin Chen even suspected that Xun Conglian wanted to control the live broadcast of the death on the campus of Yongchuan University. If the surveillance cameras here didn't work, God knew where those crazy children would go to commit suicide.

At that moment, Lin Chen suddenly felt that something was not good. He tilted his head again, and Xun Conglian was sitting in the back light. The warm sunlight gave him a furry rim of gold, which also made his face look It became so blurry that even his eyes looked a little dark.