Criminal Psychology Book 1

Chapter 167: Wufu 04

As long as you work hard, you want to make progress quickly.

Lin Chen looked at dozens of pages of material again. Taking a tea break, he went to the network section for a turn. The two police officers also worked the night shift overnight, so they couldn't stand it and they were lying on the table resting on rotation.

Seeing him pushing in the door, the awake one looked at him blankly and waved a greeting.

After all, it wasn't the police station where he worked. Lin Chen didn't know the name of the other party either. He could only nod his greetings and dragged a chair to sit down.

"Tough work," he said to the policeman who was still awake.

"That's really hard for you. See how many hours you look like you didn't take a good rest?"

Lin Chen bowed his head and sipped tea, and Jiang Chao's men did not speak like him.

But honestly, since Xunlian and the dynasty left, he did not fall asleep. Because whenever he wants to close his eyes and rest for a while, there will be countless pictures flashing back in front of him, a picture when Xu Ran was hit, and a scene when Song Sheng died. In short, the most impressive pictures in memory are also the easiest to emerge from the subconscious when the consciousness is lax, but the one he thinks most is still Xinglianlian.

Lin Chen pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to wake himself up from this bad state.

There was only the sound of a computer case in the office, and the police officer sneered twice, wondering what to say.

"Haven't you made progress yet?" Lin Chen asked, holding a tea cup.

The other person nodded: "After cross-checking, all fans of Mr. Song Shengsheng seem to have nothing in common, whether it is age, life experience or city of life, etc., the only thing in common is gender."

"Well, if they want to select the victim, they will always take some statistical methods to make it easier for us to find the problem." Lin Chen thought for a moment, and suddenly looked up at the police officer in front of him. "There is another possibility. The library's personal files are still relatively simple. There should be something that is not on the file and is so important that we haven't found it yet. "

"Like what?"

This question is really well asked, Lin Chen is lost in thought.

There are too many things that are not included in the file, such as what you bought on Taobao yesterday, or you bought a book today ... But the reason why Meijing and Xiangye chose Song Shengsheng's fans is probably because of some Song Shengsheng Most of the influence that fans have done on their singers will be reflected in works or advertising endorsements.

Lin Chen remembered that the dynasty had made a collection of Song Shengsheng's mv works and advertising works for him. He patted the police officer on the shoulder next to him, let the other party open his mailbox, and retrieve the documents sent by the dynasty.

Then he discovered that because the time passed too long, the files sent by the Dynasty had expired and could not be downloaded.

Lin Chen took out his mobile phone subconsciously, and then realized that he could not dial the young man's phone right now, and there would be no sweet voice on the other side of the phone.

He glanced at the contact number for a moment, until the voice of the police officer next to him called him back.

"Sorry, the information is out of date and I have to trouble you to collect it again."