Chapter 2 The old man who put his hand into your heart
The University of California, Los Angeles is a top public university in the United States. Its main departments, medical schools, engineering schools, law schools, and film and television art schools are all well-known. However, the most popular school in the police industry is criminal psychology. Many police officers who want to achieve better development in the police industry will come here to listen to classes, and some even don’t want to become police officers. People who are interested in criminal psychology will come to take advantage of classes. However, the reason why these people are flocked to them is not only the reputation of the school, but the most important point is because Professor Lambert is here. △¢
Lambert's life is legendary. When he was young, he was a psychology expert in service. At that time, he had just established the Department of Behavioral Science and established the criminal psychological portrait technology based on crime scene analysis. At that time, Lambert was not a professor, but was just a doctor of psychology, but he became the first group of supporters in the department.
What's more interesting is that when Professor Lambert devoted three-fifths of his life to F-Prince and left the last fifth, he refused F-Prince's re-employment contract and chose to teach here leisurely.
Today is Professor Lambert’s open class. The Los Angeles auditorium is full. Some policemen simply came over to take classes without even changing their uniforms. There are countless young boys and girls sitting here with their curiosity about this science. But they did not expect that when Professor Lambert appeared in a wide T-shirt and jeans, the first sentence broke all their dreams.
"If you are here to listen to me that criminal psychology is just a psychology expert sitting in the office and talking loudly, you can catch the murderer. The door is on my right hand, and you can leave. Then the police station and the f-volunt should fire all detectives and psychology experts, and hire a group of witches to light candles in the house to do divination."
Professor Lambert is not as recognizable as those detectives in the TV series. If he appeared at the dock now and put on a red and yellow vest, anyone would think that the old man would have to make money and live a life of hard work in his family's difficulties.
"Before today's course officially begins, I want to tell you what criminal psychology is and what criminal psychology portrait technology is."
"Everyone, if you are a policeman, then you must remember one thing. There is no criminal psychology expert in this world who does not go to the site to investigate. Anyone brags to you in a cafe or online how much research he has on criminal psychology but has never surveyed any scenes. You can raise your middle finger to him and tell him, "Get out, I have more time than this idiot."
"If you are not a policeman, after listening to today's course, I promise that you will have a lot of more talks after you go home. Hey, the policemen just now, you are responsible for identifying who these people are, and locking them all into the police station after you go out to avoid causing panic in society."
Hahahahahaha...
Under Professor Lambert's little humor, laughter came from the audience. They didn't seem to care much about being joked about, but instead liked the old professor's speech style.
When the laughter fell, Professor Lambert sat on the table on the podium, without any rigorous demeanor, and said like an elder next door: "Criminal psychology must be completed under the comprehensive conditions of criminal investigation, forensic identification, forensic identification, humanities and psychological assessment. We are not telling the police how to handle the case, but using a rigorous scientific attitude to sort out the best clues based on the psychological habits of different types of people."
"Let's read one news below. This is the newspaper from three days ago."
The lights dimmed and when the projector reflected a picture of a newspaper behind Lambert, the old professor still had English letters floating on his face.
"Woo."
At this moment, among the exclamations of many students, a news that shocked Los Angeles a few days ago appeared there, and the title above was ‘Cecil Hotel Case one case after another’.
This is Lambert's style. He never lets his theoretical knowledge appear to be fake and empty, and will incorporate this knowledge into the most attractive cases. Therefore, he is one of the most popular star lecturers at Los Angeles, even if his courses are not the most popular major at Los Angeles.
"You should have read this news, right? I can reveal some inside information to you. When explaining this class, I got some information through my personal relationship."
"Then I will tell you that what I want to say next is the conclusions I came to based on newspaper reports."
There was laughter in the classroom again.
"Of course you don't expect me to tell you the names of the characters involved in this case, no, even if you are a beautiful female student."
"The case is like this. Two people died and two were injured at the scene, and five shots were fired in total. There was a fight and another person was knocked out..." He briefly retelled the case.
"So, everyone, can anyone tell me who is the murderer in this case?"
Lambert looked at everyone and asked questions with a smile.
"It was the fainted policeman who did it!"
"That young patrolman..."
The room was in a mess, and the people who opened their mouths and came to conclusions easily were mostly patrolmen in uniforms and a group of students who were only interested in criminal psychology.
"Okay, stop."
Lambert stopped everyone's voice and said, "I'm very sorry, guy's, I have to say that my mental portrait does not match any of you, or even no one on the scene."
"Let's first explain why it's not a faint detective. This detective is about 40 years old. People at this age often seek a comfortable living environment in the world outside of work. They are more willing to make their lives simple. I don't know how old your parents are, but how many of you will receive a text message or a text message on a social software when they want to contact you? I dare to bet with you that even if these things really happen, there will be very few words, and it will often be like 'Give me a call'. On the contrary, more often, you receive a call, a video, or a voice message on a social software."
"Please turn on the light."
After the projector was turned off, Lambert continued to explain: "The dead policeman had three scars on his head, which means he would be hit at least three times. What I want to declare is that the detective was not in any distortion. So, is there any reason for him to choose such a troublesome way to kill a policeman? If I were him, even if I was angry, I would either choose to beat the policeman hard; or shoot him in an impulse. In short, I would never shoot after beating him."
"A normal middle-aged man will think of his family, status, money and other things that can be compared with this behavior when he finishes beating this guy and wants to take the next step. He is not an impulse crime. The result of impulse is the previous beating. If he wants to kill the other party after the beating, then everything he gains through half his life's efforts will become a huge cage to trap him tightly, making him unable to take a step forward."
The room was silent and no one refuted it. This is extremely rare in American university teaching, especially in such open open courses. Unless the lecturer came up with an overwhelming theory, it was impossible.
Lambert was very satisfied with the on-site effect and continued: "Next, let's talk about this patrolman."
"My conclusion is that the crime rate of this patrolman is also very low!"
"The patrolman should be around 20 years old, unmarried, and not very educated. This is an age when he is likely to do all this through anger. They cannot control their impulses, and the impulse time limit will be longer than that of ordinary people in their age. I can tell you responsibly that if an unmarried man in his early twenties has a psychological maturity with the psychological maturity of you college students, he will be six feet taller than six feet per inch."
"It is difficult for him to complete this game extremely smoothly with this mind, knowledge reserve, and life experience."
"This patrolman also has no psychological distortion. He has a normal childhood and a normal life. Since childhood, he has not been a genius with IQ surpassing ordinary people, and his rebellious quotient and emotional quotient reaching the monster level."
"A person like this cannot complete such a complex layout, and even more so, every thought in this situation."
Lambert finally sighed: "A guy who grew up in a normal environment will not have such a mature mind. If he was a middle-aged man who had worked in police for more than 20 years and had faced countless murders, I would recommend that the authorities lock this person in the first place through my own judgment, and rely on the people I have accumulated over the years to immediately launch all investigations on him. Unfortunately, I don't know much about the case, otherwise, I really want to try to find the murderer of this case."
Wow!
The audience stood up and applauded thunderously. Lambert looked at the respect of these young people for him and smiled with satisfaction and pride until he swept his eyes to a corner. He found that when everyone stood up, there was a pit in the horizontal plane that was paved down in front of him. In other words, at least one person at the scene did not stand up.
"That's all for today's class. Welcome to continue to participate in my open class next time, but I hope I can use past cases next time. After all, I don't want homicides to happen every day in Los Angeles."
The students walked to the podium to take a photo with Lambert. When all the students left the scene, a man in a black suit was sitting there smiling at the podium.
"Teacher Lambert."
"Joe?" Lambert laughed and scolded, "You guy made my open class applause from 100% to 99%. Then, he walked up the steps step by step, sitting next to the man with a very old and slow pace.
"Teacher, Adam is dead."
Lambert nodded and said, "I know, he is a genius, and I always think he will become the next Li Changyu."
"I'm dealing with this case now."
"No! Don't try to pull me back to the f-pun." Lambert refused righteously: "The days when I left the f-pun, I knew what freedom was. In order to live without being restricted, I chose to divorce at this age."
puff.
Chapter completed!