In the kidnapping case that day, there were five suspects in total. Two escaped, two died and one was injured. The one who died was dead. The one who escaped has not been caught. The injured one's brain seemed to be fried. He was blabbering and couldn't ask any valuable questions.
clue.
Then, there were a total of four people on the victim's side. Zang Xue was unconscious throughout the whole process, and Li Guangming was suffering from post-traumatic syndrome. Neither of them could provide any useful information. The remaining two, the woman in the sports car only knew that they died in an 'explosion'
In the hands of a kidnapper who has died, the rest are unknown...
In the end, only one student named Chen Fu was left. However, the case had been handed over to the superior police, and the local police station had no right to interrogate him.
"I don't understand you. Why are you so insistent on investigating? Hasn't this case been handed over to the superior? Why are you so idle?"
At the restaurant, Yang Yuanbin and the doctor ordered several plates of skewers, oysters, and two bottles of beer each, and chatted while eating and drinking. The doctor felt strange, and then asked: "Or do you see something special?"
"Don't you think it's strange?"
"It's strange, but what does it have to do with us? These few people are fine."
"Ah."
Yang Yuanbin was holding a cigarette in one hand and holding a cigarette in the other, noncommittal.
The doctor glanced at him, frowned, and kindly reminded: "I said, are you having the same old problem again? Some things are not just matters of principle. Why do you have to break the casserole? You have forgotten why you were transferred here.
Come here? It’s finally improved in the past few years, so don’t worry about it.”
Yang Yuanbin thought for a moment, put out his cigarette, and nodded, "That's right, why are you worrying about this? Come on..."
The two of them clinked bottles, and half the bottle of wine was gone.
"ah--"
Taking a breath of alcohol, Yang Yuanbin ate a piece of meat in one bite and chatted about his daily life while chewing, "Hey, Lao Liu, you have been doing this for 20 years, right?"
"Almost."
The doctor thought for a while and nodded, "Eighteen years."
Yang Yuanbin nodded and glanced at him. This old friend majored in psychology in the Department of Criminal Psychology. After graduation, he worked in the police for several years, and then jumped out and opened a psychological clinic. It was already a leader in the field more than ten years ago.
A well-known psychiatrist and an authority in psychology. Over the years, he has also served as a consultant to the Police Department's Psychological Crime Division in his spare time. He has handled as many as eight hundred cases, ranging from a thousand to eight hundred. He is quite experienced. If even he could not get it out of Li Guangming's mouth,
It would be even more difficult for others to come up with any content. Thinking of this, he lit up another cigarette.
"Hey, by the way, how is Li Chengqi doing?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Just ask, if you can't tell me, forget it." The doctor shrugged.
"What else can I do? The evidence is there. I can clean my butt and wait to go to jail."
"Hey, I heard that he even silenced his secretary."
"This is not final yet, so we can't talk nonsense." Yang Yuanbin threw the bamboo skewers for the skewers.
"Oh, sorry, sorry..."
…
The two of them chatted, ate, and drank two bottles of wine. It was almost 12 o'clock when they were full and full, and happily took a taxi back home.
However, the doctor got off the car midway.
Yang Yuanbin leaned against the car window and waved: "Hey, hey, hey, drink some more, drink some more..."
"Drink your sister, don't tell your wife about the wine I drank when you get back, hurry up and get out..." Although he was venomous, the doctor still told the driver, "Master, please help me take him home, thank you."
"It's okay, just don't puke on my car, haha."
"That's not possible. Hey, master, you are a very nice person. You have a business card. I will give you a business card and I will have a chance to ride in your car."
"Yes, yes, this..." The fat young driver quickly took out the card and handed it out, "If you need anything in the future, just come to me. I promise to be on call."
"Oh, okay, Master Li, right..."
"Hey, you're welcome. For those of you who are not masters, just call me Xiao Li, or you can call me Fat Cat. Haha, my friends all call me that... Actually, I know you, Dr. Liu, right? Haha, on TV.
I've seen it before, you're more handsome than me." The driver smiled obscenely.
"Haha, thank you, then I'll trouble you."
"Okay, keep it with me. Dr. Liu, please walk slowly."
"See you."
The doctor watched the car drive away into the busy street, then turned and returned to the office building.
There is only one person on duty at the door of the whole building, but he is also lazy and sleeping. At this time, the assistant of the clinic has already got off work. The office is dark and quiet, which is a bit eerie. The doctor opens the door and is about to open the door.
The lamp made a pop sound, and a cluster of flames lit up inside.
"who?"
The doctor was startled. He turned around and saw a man lying on a recliner with his legs crossed and a red burning fire ball in his hand. He calmed down and then cursed: "I
Damn, people are scary and scary, do you have any sense of fairness?"
"Hey, aren't you a psychology major? How dare you still be an authority in psychology?"
"How does psychology have anything to do with courage? Besides, this is called an instinctive stress response. Do you understand some scientific common sense?"
Turning on the light, the doctor glared at him angrily, "You're just free!"
puff.
After crushing the fire ball, the young man on the recliner sat up and smiled: "Don't say that, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you. Can't I come and see you?"
With his iconic crimson hair and a bit of a careless attitude all over his body... this man is clearly the red-haired young man who made Chen Fu suffer several times!