Criminal Psychology Book 1

Chapter 145: Four sounds 57

【One】

The jeep drove across Indus Avenue and turned into an alley.

The alley can only accommodate two cars in parallel, and the central air-conditioning external units of the surrounding buildings are hung on both sides of the alley, making this alley narrower.

Lin Chen looked out of the window, and he could see the iconic main building complex of Xinyi Embassy. It is estimated from the route that they roughly entered the living area behind the embassy.

The sewage flows here, the abandoned newspapers are flying in the air, and some scattered cast-iron parts that do not look like are thrown at random on the ground. In addition to the air conditioners in the alleys, the most are doors.

Those are large or small side doors with different national styles.

The door stands on both sides of the alley, sometimes there are people sitting by the door, sometimes there aren't. Many doors are tightly locked, but some wooden doors are open, and inside are dark, bottomless alleys.

Finally, Xun Conglian was at random parking under a door.

It was a black iron door that suddenly opened on the dark green wall. There was an old man smoking a cigarette in the porter's position. The old man wore a normal yellow-gray check shirt. The top was not a good match with the shirt. Peaked cap.

Xun Conglian loosened his seat belt and looked back at a few people sitting in the car. He said, "Professor Fu, please wait until you drive Mr. Lu to a coffee shop to rest."

After he said it, he picked up the cigarette case and mobile phone and got off the car.

The dynasty began to pack his backpack without saying a word, and Fu Hao looked at Lu Xu in an incredible way. Finally, Lin Chen listened to him and asked himself, "Master ... brother ... I always think you are so heroic and just, if you two hours Am I going to call the police before coming out? "

Fu Hao started to talk again, Lin Chen only said two words.

"obedient."

After speaking, he and the dynasty nodded their greetings and pushed the car doors down.

When they got out of the car, Xun Conglian had already walked to the ochre iron door, half of his body was concealed by the shadow of the porter's awning.

Xing Conglian knocked on the window, and the old man in the porter gave him an impatient glance. It seemed as if it was worthwhile to open the window for him to let the air conditioner out.

Before waiting for the old man to make up his mind, Xunlian even opened the window. The old man was impatient with the heat from his face. He smashed the cigarette bag and Lin Chen thought the old man was going to speak, but he didn't.

The old man pressed the brim, pressed his thumb and forefinger together, and then rubbed it gently.

Lin Chen was shocked for a moment, because of similar movements, he had also seen Xunlian even do it.

This is an obvious act of asking for money. Lin Chen estimates that the concierge's asking price will not be low. The next moment, when Lin Chen thought that Xinglian Lianhui would pull out any membership card from his pocket, Xinglian Lian refused. Just took out a pack of cigarettes.

Half of the plastic packaging was still wrapped around the cigarette case, which was exactly the box that Xun Conglian had just bought.

Xun Lian opened the cigarette case, took out a slender cigarette from the inside, and threw it into the window.