{"id":11732,"date":"2020-06-10T12:00:48","date_gmt":"2020-06-10T16:00:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/?p=11732"},"modified":"2020-06-18T12:15:00","modified_gmt":"2020-06-18T16:15:00","slug":"cpsy039","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/cpsy039\/","title":{"rendered":"Criminal Psychology 39"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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In a night that didn\u2019t seem as dark as it should be, the streetlamps casted a longer shadow on everything. In the quiet evening, even a drop of water by the streets could be heard loud and clear.<\/p>

Lin Chen and Xing Cong Lian walked on the flagstone pavement. It was only 7 o\u2019clock in the evening, yet most of the shops in the streets were already closed. In a sense, HongJing was quite an unproductive city.<\/p>

Yan Jia Alley was still the same, a bit narrow and quite long. The only thing that changed was the shops on both sides of the street.<\/p>

According to Xing Cong Lian, the municipal government redeveloped Yan Jia Alley during his absence. Having renovated the houses on both sides of the lane, they then rented the space out to students who wanted to start their own business in the literary and art industry. Hence why some shops turned into cafes and tea houses while others became studios and handicraft workshops. The walls yellowed with age were covered in flowers and fences. Sometimes, one could see cats resting on the French windows. The old street was now full of warmth and liveliness.<\/p>

A yellowish light illuminated an ancient door plate. In front of a weathered wooden door squatted two people, looking pitiful as though they were two small pets waiting to be fed by their owner.<\/p>

Xing Cong Lian stopped, looked at the two by the door and then helplessly said, \u201cIf you guys look like this, our neighbours will call the police.\u201d<\/p>

One of the two was immersed in an online game and looked up with bright eyes. \u201cAh, what police? Boss, why is your WiFi off? I helped you crack your neighbour\u2019s and your neighbour\u2019s neighbour\u2019s password.. Can you let me in for some food?\u201d<\/p>

The other person, who was squatting with him, didn\u2019t utter a single word.<\/p>

Lin Chen looked at the person whose eyes were red, as if not believing what he was seeing.<\/p>

\u201cAh, didn\u2019t we talk over the phone just two days ago?\u201d Lin Chen\u2019s tone was a little soft, with helplessness mixed in with it.<\/p>

Before he could say anything more, the person jumped up and hugged him tightly. \u201cSenior, please don\u2019t scare me like that anymore!\u201d<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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Knowing that someone cares about you provides warmth, yet sometimes could also be a shackle.\u00a0<\/p>

Lin Chen entered the house, tugged in by Fu Hao. Listening to the professor\u2019s endless complaints, Lin Chen thought to himself, Maybe this is the legendary spoiled child act?<\/em><\/p>

Xing Cong Lian stood by the door and turned on the light. The moment the light was on, Professor Fu\u2019s nagging came to an abrupt stop.<\/p>

In front of him was a classic Chinese-styled courtyard, the ground light shining bright among the grass and trees. A cobblestone path connected the front door to the main hall, and on the left side was a small green pond. Under the light, the surface of the water radiated with a cold glimmer.<\/p>

Fu Hao was dumbfounded for a few moments before he spat out, \u201cWhat the fuck?\u201d<\/p>

After that, he took two steps backwards, walked out the door and looked at the door plate before rushing in and pulling Xing Cong Lian. \u201cWhy\u2019re you just barging into someone else\u2019s house like this?! As a public servant, you shouldn\u2019t knowingly break the law!\u201d<\/p>

Xing Cong Lian was also shocked by his outburst. He looked at Lin Chen with eyes that seemed to ask, What\u2019s wrong with your junior, now?<\/em> Wang Chao had already rushed ahead long ago, turned on the WiFi and then rubbed his hands together to prepare for another round of his game.<\/p>

Lin Chen patted Fu Hao\u2019s head helplessly and explained on Xing Cong Lian\u2019s behalf, \u201cThe municipal government remodeled this old street as part of their transformation project.\u201d<\/p>

\u201cAnd the project also included changing a house?\u201d<\/p>

\u201cThe house he used to live in before was rented to a gallery so he moved here,\u201d Lin Chen repeated Xing Cong Lian\u2019s explanation to Fu Hao.<\/p>

Professor Fu\u2019s expression was full of disbelief. \u201cWhy would the government replace his shabby house with this one? Isn\u2019t this a garden?\u201d A stone arch bridge stood above the water and bright red kois swam in the pond, creating ripples on the surface. \u201cLook, Senior! There are even koi fish here!\u201d<\/p>

\u201cEn, would you like to pay your respects?\u201d Xing Cong Lian asked with a teasing smile.<\/p>

\u201cLao Xing, let me remind you now. Do not touch money that should not be touched, got that?\u201d Professor Fu spun around with an apprehensive expression. \u201cYou should always remember your identity and not get shot down by the sugar-coated cannonball of capitalism.\u201d<\/p>

Xing Cong Lian was quite amused and asked Lin Chen, \u201cDid your junior change careers into political studies?\u201d<\/p>

\u201cLao Xing, don\u2019t play around. You are a crime police officer. Don\u2019t let Inspector Huang know you\u2019re living in such a house or you\u2019ll be skinned alive, if not killed!\u201d Fu Hao continued to advise him in earnest.<\/p>

Through his nagging, there was an underlying concern in his words. Xing Cong Lian ruffled Fu Hao\u2019s hair that was already turned into a mess by Lin Chen earlier and said with a sincere smile, \u201cDon\u2019t worry, Professor Fu.\u201d<\/p>

The three stood by the pond with Fu Hao doing most of the talking. Lin Chen and Xing Cong Lian only teased him from time to time.<\/p>

Suddenly, a cry came from the main hall. \u201cBoss, I\u2019m starving!\u201d<\/p>

\u201cThere are instant noodles in the first cupboard on the left side of the kitchen,\u201d Xing Cong Lian replied, raising his voice for the little friend in the main hall.<\/p>

\u201cBut I don\u2019t want to eat instant noodles again!\u201d Wang Chao continued to shout.<\/p>

\u201cThen order some takeout.\u201d<\/p>

\u201cI\u2019m tired of the nearby takeout.\u201d<\/p>

The three then moved into the main hall.<\/p>

Wang Chao was laying on the table, lifeless and looking forlorn after losing a game.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cWhat do you want?\u201d Xing Cong Lian asked.<\/p>

Hearing the question, Wang Chao\u2019s eyes brightened and his gaze fell on Lin Chen before saying, \u201cAh Chen, can you please cook for me?\u201d<\/p>

Wang Chao, a little comrade with an abundant experience in crime investigation as a member of the police force, said every word based on solid reasoning.<\/p>

Among the four people present, let\u2019s not talk about Xing Cong Lian who lived off braised beef instant noodles and street stalls\u2019 spicy crayfish. Professor Fu, on the other hand, had lived in the school all year round and looked like he had been poisoned by the canteen food over the years. Lin Chen, however, had lived alone for a long time. Having lived a bitter life for a few years, it was only natural that cooking should become a second nature.<\/p>

Wang Chao licked his lips and said, \u201cI reaaaally want to eat a home-cooked meal.\u201d<\/p>

In fact, there was no problem with Wang Chao\u2019s assumption. The only problem was, a man on a first name basis with the instant noodles on the supermarket\u2019s shelves had no ingredients in his home for Lin Chen to show off his skills with.\u00a0<\/p>

Lin Chen stood in front of the sink, washing the wilting vegetables while the noodles were left to boil in the pot. In the end, it was still braised beef noodles.<\/p>

Xing Cong Lian leaned against the counter and said to Wang Chao who was rummaging in the refrigerator, \u201cDon\u2019t bother looking. You\u2019re the one who cleaned the last of the salted ham the day before yesterday.\u201d<\/p>

\u201cWhy don\u2019t you buy more groceries?!\u201d Wang Chao looked at him with anger.<\/p>

\u201cBecause I work hard everyday,\u201d Xing Cong Lian answered in a matter-of-fact way.<\/p>

Wang Chao choked on his words, slammed the refrigerator closed, then rushed back to his laptop, ready to win two more rounds.<\/p>

Professor Fu took two steps back to make way for him, but his gaze remained glued on the outdated refrigerator with doors that opened both on the top and bottom.<\/p>

All this while, Professor Fu had been observing the house with great concern. How to say it? Even though the old house had been renovated with exquisite windows and doors along with a magnificent main hall, on the shiny floor tiles there was no decent furniture\u00a0 aside from the antique-style square table brought in from the previous house<\/p>

Besides being empty, this whole house only had emptiness, and when people spoke, voices would echo for a long time. Seeing this, Professor Fu let go of his worries a bit. And then when he saw the empty kitchen with only an old refrigerator in the corner, what was left of his worries died down.<\/p>

Comrade Lao Xing was really just lucky<\/em>, he thought.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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After dinner was settled, Lin Chen took Fu Hao to the balcony for tea to prevent Professor Fu from lecturing Xing Cong Lian on morals and ideologies again.<\/p>

The spring breeze was not that cold and with the balcony facing the river, they could see the sparkling lights on both sides reflected on the water\u2019s surface.<\/p>

Professor Fu, who had seen all kinds of things in the world, be it good or bad, relaxed in the chair with a cup of tea in hand. He was so comfortable that he felt like humming.<\/p>

\u201cSenior, have you really decided to stay here?\u201d Professor Fu asked, eyes half closed.\u00a0<\/p>

There was only the sound of running water surrounding them, rendering everything else silent.<\/p>

\u201cEn.\u201d<\/p>

Hearing Lin Chen\u2019s slight, nasally hum, Fu Hao looked at his face. There were so many words to say and so many questions he wanted to ask, but he found that he couldn\u2019t. After a while, he forced himself to say, \u201cThen you can\u2019t be as brash as before.\u201d<\/p>

\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>

\u201cIn Feng Pei Lin\u2019s case, I understand that you wanted to escape surveillance by playing dead. Although it\u2019s not good to stay in hiding all the time, at least it\u2019s better than how you kept putting yourself in danger.\u201d The calmer Lin Chen behaved, the more Fu Hao\u2019s motherly nature was magnified. \u201cAnd about the hijacking case in the highway, I know you getting involved was a coincidence. It also wouldn\u2019t have been realistic for you to wash your hands off it, but that was too dangerous. The cartel was audacious enough to silence a bus full of people and boldly plant a bomb under a police car – that is beyond extreme. If it wasn\u2019t for Huang Ze who suppressed the news, you would have gotten famous again. What would you do if the cartel targets you next?\u201d<\/p>

Professor Fu was distressed and Lin Chen was helpless, having no choice but to comfort him. \u201cIt\u2019s okay. The police have a witness protection system.\u201d<\/p>

\u201cYou don\u2019t take this matter seriously at all!\u201d Fu Hao put down the tea cup and raised his voice.<\/p>

\u201cThen, what do you want me to do?\u201d<\/p>

\u00a0Perhaps because of the spring breeze, or maybe something else, Lin Chen\u2019s voice sounded a little soft. Fu Hao felt as if something had tugged on his heartstrings and he hurried to appease Lin Chen, \u201cIt\u2019s fine, it\u2019s fine, it\u2019s pretty good now as it is. Since you\u2019re living with Lao Xing, he can protect you in case someone barges into your room and tries to kill you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

\u00a0The topic was changed just like that. It needed to be said that Lin Chen really knew how to handle his junior.<\/p>

\u201cSomehow I got a bad feeling when you said that.\u201d<\/p>

\u201cSigh, isn\u2019t that because you\u2019re ill-fated?\u201d<\/p>

\u201cSo, Professor Fu, do you know of any method to change one\u2019s luck?\u201d Lin Chen asked with a smile.<\/p>

\u201cI think Lao Xing is really lucky. Look, the government was renovating the streets and he moved to such a nice place in an instant. I heard that some people are born with hardy lives, that is, they are born to live a good life. Hurry and stick close to him so you can take away all his good luck.\u201d<\/p>

\u201cmmkay.\u201d Lin Chen kept smiling and looked at the lights on both sides of the riverbank.<\/p>

\u00a0Lin Chen didn\u2019t continue to talk, and there was only the sound of flowing water around them. Fu Hao was not used to the silence; he ruffled his hair and suddenly thought of something. \u201cBy the way, Senior, the day after tomorrow is Teacher\u2019s 60th birthday. Uh\u2026\u201d<\/p>

\u201cWhat\u2019s the matter?\u201d Hearing Fu Hao stop halfway, Lin Chen knew that something was up again.<\/p>

\u00a0\u201cAre you going?\u201d<\/p>

\u201cWhat does Professor Fu mean? Do you want me to go, or do you not want me to go?\u201d<\/p>

\u201cNo, of course I want you to go, ah. Even if I don\u2019t want you to go, the old man wants you to go. It\u2019s just, our teacher has a lot of students and a lot of them are going this time\u2026\u201d<\/p>

\u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>

\u201cWell, I\u2019ll just let you know. Many of them wanted to take advantage of this birthday party to host a gathering. Fucking hell, remember Zheng Dong Dong, that wretch? He insisted on recommending you to be the host, saying that you had good grades and did so well that you must be a social elite now. That asshole sounded so arrogant in the group chat, and I was so irritated looking at him mocking you so openly. He probably wants to take this chance to smear your rep…\u201d<\/p>

\u00a0\u201cI don\u2019t remember,\u201d Lin Chen interrupted Fu Hao\u2019s tirade.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cWhat do you not remember?\u201d<\/p>

\u201cI don\u2019t remember who Zheng Dong Dong is.\u201d<\/p>

\u201cIt doesn\u2019t matter if you don\u2019t remember him. He\u2019s not that important, anyway. He was in the class next to ours, but he is seriously irritating when he gets vile. But honestly, since this is the old man\u2019s birthday, it would be quite bad if you don\u2019t go. Or we can just visit him in his house later at night? It\u2019d be more convenient to chat too.\u201d<\/p>

\u201cNo, I don\u2019t mean that.\u201d As Fu Hao was talking, Lin Chen took the kettle from the coffee table and added some more hot water into his cup. \u201cSince I don\u2019t remember who he is, then what do his thoughts, words, or even what he does matter to me?\u201d<\/p>

\u201cWell, yeah it\u2019s not important, but the gathering\u2026\u201d<\/p>

\u201cWhat you wanted to say is now all of my classmates are successful in their careers and I, the one with the best results in university, am just falling lower and lower. I\u2019m but a humble consultant to the police, so meeting them right now would easily lead me into feeling uncomfortable, right?\u201d<\/p>

Fu Hao didn\u2019t expect that Lin Chen would be so straightforward about this. After thinking for a while, Fu Hao found himself unable to say what he\u2019d wanted to say. The words stuck in his throat and his face turned a little red. However, under Lin Chen\u2019s burning gaze, he could only nod his head.<\/p>

\u201cThis is a job I\u2019m happy to do. Why should I feel uncomfortable?\u201d<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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Editor(s): Namio
Proofer(s): Celine<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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