Lin Chen felt that he was a little out of control, it wasn't that he would do anything violent or unusual, he just felt that he was about to go crazy.

His eardrums tingled, as if someone had struck him with a shovel to his temples, so the distance from his temples to his ears was so painful that he couldn't think about it, although he could see the face of the torture conglian, he could see the pale face of the dynasty, and he could see the qiē in this recording studio, but when it was out of control, these things seemed to lose any meaning, even the punishment conglian he liked so much, it had no meaning.

It was as if something had drained the happiness of the world, and even the air that allowed people to breathe freely was drained, and the thick malice was covered like ink, and the smell of fish was in the breath......

No, there was no air, so where could he smell it?

So, the most fortunate thing in this incident is that he still knows that he is out of control, just like if you know that you are mentally ill, then you are actually sober.

Lin Chenhui was very fast, and he used all his strength to restrain these feelings, although no psychologist would agree with the idea of suppressing emotions, but he didn't have so much time to think about them now.

The originally faded picture was gradually dyed with some color, and what caught his eye was the straight nose bridge of Xing Conglian and his face that was more handsome because of his shaved beard, Xing Conglian's palm covered his cheek, his thumb was pressed tightly behind his ear, Xing Conglian was so close to him, Lin Chen even suspected that Xing Conglian had just called him for a long time, so he would take such a slightly ambiguous posture to try to wake him up now.

Lin Chen stepped back a little, wiped away his tears with his fingertips, and said, "I'm sorry." ”

The torturer even frowned, but his hand did not mean to let go.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen felt the rough cocoons on the fingertips of Xing Conglian and the heat of his palm, but he didn't understand what was wrong with Xing Conglian, to be honest, if there was someone in this world that he sometimes couldn't understand, it must be Xing Conglian.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, Torture Conglian's face was gloomy again, as if he was about to drip. Xing Conglian let go of his hand, returned to the stereo and turned off the music, then turned back to the other two people in the recording room and said, "Get out." ”

The dynasty was extremely clever at this time, the young man didn't say a word, dragged Lu Xu's head and didn't go out of the door, and by the way, he remembered to close the door.

After the slamming of the door.

The convict pointed to the sofa chair next to the stereo and said to him, "Come here, sit down." ”

Lin Chen looked at the dusty sofa and hesitated: "I'm not so fragile yet." ”

The convict stood there, ignoring him, with a gloomy look as if to say, "Come here yourself and don't let me say it a second time."

Lin Chen thought about the possibility of the next sentence from Lian Hui to say this, so he walked over very obediently, and he specially moved to the side, revealing half of the seat. However, Xing Conglian really didn't mean to sit and chat with him, he looked at him with a condescending gaze and asked, "What happened to you just now?" ”

The same question was asked by the convict in front of the ICU after he witnessed Xu Ran's car accident, and his tone at this time was even more than that at that time.

And after asking this sentence, Xing Conglian also added: "I don't want to hear you say that it's okay to slow down, or use a random scientific name to prevaricate me, your current state is very bad." ”

Lin Chen bowed his head slightly, a little ashamed, Xing Conglian had good insight, and he was more like a psychologist than him at this time.

He replied calmly: "It may be a panic attack, it should be the sequelae of witnessing Xu Ran's car accident, which was triggered after moderate emotional trauma." ”

But the convict's eyes did not soften at his answer, as if to judge his situation and whether there was any concealment in what he said, and after a while, he crouched down and was at eye level with him, his face cold and hard, and there was a deep worry in his expression.

"Captain Torture." Lin Chen leaned forward and shouted softly.

"Advisor Lin." There is no sign of softening, "You have suffered too many traumas recently, and no matter how mentally healthy a human being is, it is easy to have problems in your position, so now, please use your absolute professional ability to make the most objective self-evaluation and sue me, can you still and still have the ability to persevere?" ”

Lin Chen was very grateful for such a tough and merciless tone, which made him understand that Xing Conglian regarded him as a comrade-in-arms and not some poor and psychologically fragile object of protection, if Xing Conglian still comforted him with soft words at this time, it would make him ashamed.

But Lin Chen still asked rhetorically: "What if I can't hold on?" ”

"I'll take care of that."

Xing Conglian's eyes were cold when he said, "I'll handle it", as if it was not mixed with any inorganic matter, Lin Chen didn't even doubt that if he said "no", Xing Conglian would not hesitate to take out his mobile phone and send out something like a star destroyer to directly kill Li Jingtian to scum, of course, this is a plot that the dynasty will make up for in his brain, but Cong Conglian's look makes Lin Chen very clear that he will really make a similar treatment.

"The situation is a little worse than I expected, and the psychological trauma is not the same as the trauma of a stabbing, but as long as the organization reimburses me for the cost of psychological treatment after the case is closed, then it should not be a big problem." Lin Chen said.

Xing Conglian was still staring at him, trying to distinguish the truth from his gaze or expression, Lin Chen didn't dare to look away, in fact, of course he didn't dare to tell him, panic disorder patients often have more than a third probability of suffering from severe depression, although he is not so strict, but because human beings' understanding of physical and mental diseases is far less than those obvious physiological diseases, even he can't judge how far his own problems will develop.

The torturer nodded, as if in agreement with his explanation, and finally stood up and sat down on the couch beside him.

Lin Chen felt the depression of the sofa.

If it was usual, then the torturer would have lit a cigarette now, but this was the crime scene, so apparently he couldn't order: "Now sue me for the reason why you made that inference, and what needs me to do." ”

Lin Chen leaned back on the sofa, every trace of air here made him uncomfortable, he steadied his breath, pointed to the instruments that Wang Chao knocked down just now, and said: "First of all, I have seen the guitar in Song Shengsheng's room, which is completely different from the state of this pile of garbage in the recording studio, with Song Shengsheng's serious attitude towards musical instruments, those instruments do not look like they have been used by him. ”

"So you suspect that it was used by Li Jingtian, who came to and used Song Shengsheng's recording studio?"

"It's just a suspicion, but even if we detect Li Jingtian's fingerprints or DNA on it, it doesn't make any sense, and besides, I really hope that we don't detect Song Shengsheng's blood stains on it."

The torturer nodded and said, "Go on." ”

"With Li Jingtian's extremely distorted attitude towards Song Shengsheng, he must do anything to humiliate Song Shengsheng, what could be more exciting than humiliating Song Shengsheng in the most private and proud place?"

"This is it?"

"yes." Lin Chen looked at the clean and tidy recording studio, a little unbearable, he really hoped that the inferences he made were all his delusions and Song Shengsheng had actually not experienced those at all, "The outside is messy, but the recording studio is clean and tidy, and all the microphones and instrument stands have been moved aside, if I guess correctly......"

"The inside is clean and tidy because Li Jingtian often tortures Song Shengsheng inside."

There was a rare tremor in the voice of the torture servant.

Lin Chen retracted his gaze, but he couldn't help but wonder what Song Shengsheng had experienced in that narrow room: "I know that this kind of inference is very fanciful, but I have seen the photos of the scene, and those brackets were placed like this before the police search, of course, this may also be Song Shengsheng's cleaning the day before......"

When Lin Chen said this, he couldn't go on.

How he hoped that this was precisely because Song Shengsheng had to clean the recording studio on a whim the day before.

Xing Conglian said: "Li Jingtian recorded the whole process while torturing Song Shengsheng, and he also intercepted Song Shengsheng's screams and mixed them into his own records, CA Company realized this afterwards but couldn't find the master tape or they were afraid to save a copy of zài, so they sent Lu Xu and his brother to Song Shengsheng's house to take away all the music tapes during that time?" ”

"I'm afraid so." Lin Chen felt that his eardrums tingled again, and the whole recording studio seemed to be surrounded by Song Shengsheng's heart-wrenching cry for help, although it was extremely difficult, but he had to finish these things, "Song Shengsheng has a habit of recording music tapes at home, he may be alone when recording, so he won't press the pause button in time, maybe Li Jingtian occasionally found that Song Shengsheng was recording songs, so he raped him on a whim, and just as those voices were recorded, Li Jingtian walked the tape, or ......" Lin Chen took a deep breath," Li Jingtian specially dragged Song Shengsheng by the hair and dragged people into the recording studio to torture him over and over again, he forced Song Shengsheng to shout out in the most poignant voice, and then recorded those voices, and he would play those Song Shengsheng's screams to him over and over again...... Even...... He would put those shouts and begs for mercy into his album, and then play them to Song Shengsheng over and over again. ”

"Okay, I see." Xing Conglian said that he quickly interrupted, "Don't think about those pictures in order to explain them to me. ”

Lin Chen knew that this was concern, but he still said: "It's not that you said that if you don't think about those pictures, they won't appear." He looked at the cold floor and said, "If they have happened and have existed, they have always been there." ”

"Until the day when the snow is revealed." Torture Conglian said.

"Yes, until the injustice is revealed." Lin Chen said very calmly, "But I don't have any evidence, even if the screams in Li Jingtian's album are really mixed with Song Shengsheng's screams as I guessed, but those voices may have been tuned or some other mixing methods, so it is difficult to identify Song Shengsheng's voice, even if the identification is really successful, Li Jingtian can easily say that he doesn't know the source of those materials." ”

"So the only evidence that Li Jingtian will never be able to turn over is the complete original tape he recorded when he raped Song Shengsheng." Torture Conglian said, "And that primordial belt is exactly what Mu Zhuo is worried that Li Jingtian has not destroyed." ”

Finally, Lin Chen showed a very cold smile: "Yes, I suspect that it is very likely that the CA company did not find the original tape in the end, and even if they found it, Li Jingtian must have a copy in his hand." ”

Xing Conglian looked at his watch and said, "Then Advisor Lin, we need to get it out of Li Jingtian's hands within three and a half hours." ”

Lin Chen nodded: "Now we first need a voiceprint identification expert to confirm that there is indeed a voice of Song Shengsheng in Li Jingtian's album, but ......" Lin Chen was a little worried, "The time is too short, voiceprint identification is a very complicated process, and we may not even be able to find such an expert in time." ”

"It's a coincidence that I know such a person, and he must have been in time." Torture Conglian said.

Lin Chen wanted to ask who it was, but before he could speak, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Wang Chao didn't push the door in directly, but said anxiously through the door panel: "Boss, Li Jingtian has a press conference at the entrance of the embassy, come out and see!" ”

"I see." Torture Conglian said.

Lin Chen was shocked, he couldn't help but stand up and walked to the door, the moment he put his hand on the armrest, he felt his other hand being suddenly grabbed, his body shook, and he was pulled into his arms by the torturer Lian and hugged tightly.