Criminal Psychology Book 1

Chapter 174: Five floating 11

"Who is Director Li?" Zhang Xiaolong cried loudly.

"The wife of Deputy Captain Jiang of Yongchuan Second Bureau, a neurosurgeon." And □ my two-day woman ...

Lin Chen glanced back at the policewoman, put the paper on the table, and copied the number of the courier envelope and said, "Call a colleague in the forensics department to see if I can get a fingerprint." After that, he handed the paper to The policewoman said, "Check the receiver of the courier number, ask him the true identity of the sender, and then check who the owner of this mobile number is."

Zhang Xiaolong was a little bit confused: "Is there anything wrong, Advisor Lin, what happened to the holding incident?"

Lin Chen couldn't explain the context for a while, but could only answer: "I hope nothing will happen."

To find out the above information is actually very simple, even without the help of others, Comrade Zhang Xiaolong completed most of the tasks before leaving work.

"Advisor Lin, this person is weird. You have to be careful."

The policewoman handed in the result. Lin Chen took the information in her hand and looked at it carefully, and frowned involuntarily.

He nodded to the policewoman, folded the paper in his pocket, and went out.

Zhang Xiaolong called him: "Counselor Lin, do you want to go out to the field yourself, or do you want to accompany you personally?"

Lin Chen looked around. Normally, Xun Conglian had probably gone to the parking lot to drive, and now most police officers in the office are packing up and going to work. He said, "No, I'm free. I don't go alone. problem."

Although this is said in the mouth, without a full-time driver and a chatter to accompany the passenger, it will indeed be too busy.

He was walking on the hot summer street, and the overwhelming cicadas were all rushing in and out of the street. He walked for a while and sat down on a street bench, then dialed the phone.

About half an hour later, a young man in a peaked cap came down the bus stop across the road and hurried into a snack bar.

Lin Chen looked at the other person in the snack bar, looking for someone calmly, and then became anxious. He pulled the clerk as if he was asking something. After he found nothing, he rushed out of the store and started to make calls.

Lin Chen felt that the mobile phone on the bench began to shake. He looked at the young people across the road, picked up the phone, and pressed the answer button.

"Where are you exactly?" The voice of the young man came from the phone.

Lin Chen didn't speak, just stood up.

As soon as he got up, the young man looked at him for the first time, and saw the other side showed signs of rushing to the side of the road. Lin Chen calmly said, "I'm going in. You go into the shop and find a window seat."

When he was finished, he hung up. The young man was at a loss for a while, but obediently obeyed what he said and turned and walked back to the store.

He chose a place close to Hongjing No. 3 High School. It was during school hours. There were many students who filled their stomachs after class. When he entered the store, young people were wiping the tabletop with disinfectant wipes they brought with them. The young man wanted to stand up subconsciously, Lin Chen held his shoulder and sat down opposite.

In the beginning, none of them spoke, and Lin Chen only carefully looked at the appearance of the people in front of him.

Although he has seen the other person's photos from the materials submitted by Zhang Xiaolong, the face-to-face feeling is different after all. The young man's peaked cap was placed on the table. He picked a short round inch and wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. How can the eyes under the glasses be described? It is completely different from every reporter he has seen. There was no savage look in everything in his eyes, but it was more like the high school bully just out of Hongjing No. 3 Middle School, with clear eyes and a strange perseverance.