Criminal Psychology Book 1

Chapter 94: Four Sounds 06

When receiving a call from Xun Conglian, Lin Chen was squatting in front of the shelf, retrieving an entire row of toothbrushes.

The downstairs hall is filled with dancing dance sounds. It seems that there is a dj special tuning. The electronic sound is mixed with the fans' screams. It sounds so imposing that even if he is separated by two floors, it is not very He could hear what Xun Conglian was talking on the phone.

"Are you ok?"

Xun's voice sounded cold.

Well, this phrase "Are you okay", it may not be a daily greeting. Listening to the meaning of Conglian's words, obviously worrying that he might be bad.

"OK for the time being, is there something wrong?"

He replied, studying the toothbrushes on the shelf carefully.

Ma Ji is indeed a petite owner's favorite daily brand, and even the toothbrush is dazzling.

The row of toothbrush heads in front of them had different sizes, and even distinguished the softness of the bristles. He picked up the label of each toothbrush and carefully read it from beginning to end. He found that he had no choice. .

"That's it. Some of our colleagues have just returned from patrolling. I heard that the flow of people in the mall has exceeded the standard. Is the situation at the scene dangerous?"

"I went to the mall in twenty minutes. Since I can walk in, the traffic should not have reached the level of serious excess, and the danger should not be said, but there are indeed a lot of people on the scene."

"Is there anything suspicious?" Xing Conglian asked again.

Hearing that Lin Chen stood up from the front of the shelf and looked out of the store through the floor-to-ceiling window.

From his position, you can see that there are many people around the armrest on the third floor corridor, and there seems to be a steady stream of people walking towards the armrest.

As more and more people form a dense wall of people, his vision is almost completely blocked by the wall, so that he can only vaguely see the green crown on the top of the coconut tree in the lobby on the first floor.

Looking at something hanging under the canopy, he said, "There is a problem."

"What's the matter?" Xing Conglian's voice was clearly sinking.

"You asked the dynasty to listen to the phone first."

After he finished speaking, he heard the person on the other side of the phone pause, and then the dynasty answered the phone: "Achen, are you okay?" The dynasty's voice was even more tense, "If there is anything you must tell me, I will Help you! "

"It's okay, I just want to ask you what model of toothbrush do you have, and what are the requirements for the hardness of the brush head?"

"Ah, ah! When do you care about this!" Cried the dynasty.

He squatted down again and said to the boy, "If not only do I have trouble today, I haven't bought a toothbrush, I will feel worthless."

"S, medium hard!" The other answered quickly.

After the dynasty spoke, he snorted again, and it was obvious that he had been educated by Xinglian.

Lin Chen's fingers flicked over the row of toothbrushes, then picked up the model designated by the dynasty and stopped, picked up one of them, and asked more: "Is there a color requirement?"

"Indigo Indigo!"

Sure enough, I guessed right.

He looked at the Indigo Bluetooth brush in his hand and turned towards the cashier: "Well, don't give the phone back to your boss first. I have a serious business to ask you, what did you say to the police chief yesterday?"