S.C.I Mystery Series

When Zhaozhao returned home, he washed the blood from his body and then went to bed.

Little lion hadn't seen the show for a day, and came up and rubbed his neck nicely.

“Good boy." Zhang Zhao rubbed it and rubbed it. "Have you eaten yet? ”

The little lion punched a hat, slipped into the quilt, lay down by the pillow, picked a comfortable spot to get ready for bed.

When Bai Yutang came in after his bath, he frowned, "Cat, do you know how many parasites there are on the lion? ”

Zhang Zhaoya laughed, "You bathe it almost every day, it must be clean enough. ”

Bai Yutang was helpless and went to the other side to lie down and asked, "Cat. Are those people going to do it? ”

“Well... I suppose so. We're quite successful this time, not like they're going to try it on.” Zhang Zhaodao, "let's see how the next step goes. They'll probably be looking for us. ”

Bai Yutang touched his chin and said, “If that's what you really want... you'll probably have to ask Lu Fang to do another set of identities. ”

And he nodded, "There should be a man. ”

“Hmm?” Baiyutang pulled over, half joking generally referring to himself, "Men aren't here. ”

He glanced at him and said, "No, what are you thinking? I mean... I just walked in and a strange man talked to me. ”

“Someone in there?” White Jade Hall has.

Close your eyes, "It's a horn! ”

“Oh.” Bai Yutang relieved. "What did he say? ”

“Well, I think he has some kind of psychological foundation.” Exhibit, “maybe an expert or something. ”

“Oh?” White Jade Tang thought, "Yes, it would take advantage of the weaknesses of so many people to make it clear that he was an insider? ”

“Hmm...” Zhao thought of this, climbed out of bed in pajamas, ran to the bookshelf, grabbed a bunch of materials, and brought a notebook.

“Do what, cat?” Baiyutang seemed to want to make a phone call when he saw Zhaozhao.

“Jiang Ping must still be on duty. Shall I call him for supper?” Showing a smile and squinting.

Baiyutang smiled and got up. He ran downstairs with Zhenzhao. Zhenzhao shrunk down onto the sofa in the living room. He saw that his grandson was there. He was watching TV for tea. He saw that Zhenzhao had come down, and his grandson asked, "Are you okay? ”

“No.” Zhang Zhao replied with a smile. Sitting next to his grandson, Baichi wore a bunny pajama and looked down from the probe on the second floor. When he saw everyone gathered there, he went downstairs with a big blanket, and Lisbon followed him, and everyone gathered together.

Zhao Zhao and Baijintang sat at the table drinking tea, the twins were still playing video games, Eugene came to rub the place to stay, seeing this large family, asked enviably, "Is there a room? Can I move in? I'm leaving the boss alone! ”

Everyone couldn't look at him.

White Jade Hall still went to the kitchen to make snacks for everyone.

Zhang Zhao called the police station, and Jiang Ping threw the phone away as soon as he heard the words "late night".

With the burger given to him by Baiyutang, Jiang Ping sat on the couch opposite Zhao Zhao. As he requested, he broke into the backstage of some departments to find the clue Zhao wanted.

Everyone eats snacks and studies what's happening tonight.

“There are plenty of psychologists on the record.” Jiang Pingbian checked the side of the road, “everything. ”

And he shrugged, "Psychologists are fragile, and they're always helping people with their psychological problems, but nobody's solving them. ”

“Can't psychologists consult each other?” Bai Yutang asked.

“Have you ever heard of a companion as an enemy? Showcasing a smile, he said," If a psychologist lets people know that he has psychological problems, can't his clinic open? ”

Everyone is a little speechless.

“These are the lists and specific information.” Jiang Ping found a printer, printed out all the materials and handed them to Zhenzhao, "he said. ”

Zhang Zhao took the list and gave it to everyone, saying that it was for screening.

“How do you screen?” Baiyutang and others asked Zhang Zhao inexplicably.

“Is there a picture on it?” Showing a smile and squinting, “Look which one is not right. I feel sick, very hypocritical, very disgusting...”

Everyone stared silently at Zhaozhao and asked, "Do you think so? ”

“Mmm-hmm!” nodded shouting, “That's it! ”

“Everyone's subjective opinions are different.” Baichi Road, "what if I'm wrong? ”

“Nothing.” Zhao Zhao, “casually, that's the first feeling! ”

Everyone nodded and looked apart.

This time, it's interesting to see people holding a picture, looking left and right, trying to see if this person is a pervert.

After everyone watches it, they swap it again.

Zhang Zhao took a notebook and wrote it down. The first time everyone saw it, they thought the person was perverted. He wrote it down.

Until the end, everyone looked at it, and Zhao opened the record and looked at it… There were a few people, and the score was quite high.

Zhao Zhao nodded to his satisfaction, “Well... these are the winners. ”

They looked at each other and asked, "What about the next two? You want to investigate these people? ”

And he turned his eyes and said, "Well... why don't you let Ma Hin come over for supper? Is she on duty with the forensic physician tonight? ”

The people looked at Baiyutang and called. "Mahan said to send her over. ”

Showing a smile.

Soon after, Ma Hin and Ma Han arrived, and Ma Hin was a little curious.

Zhang Zhao smiled, “Xin Xin, do me a favour! “

“Do what?” Ma Hin asked with great interest.

Zhang Zhao called her and said, "Follow these numbers and ask them a few questions. ”

“Which sentences?” Ma Xin was curious, showcasing the past. He whispered in Ma Xin's ear for a long time. Ma Xin opened his eyes and looked at Showcasing. “So...”

Everyone was curious and did not know what Zhang Zhao wanted Ma Xin to say.

“Mm-hmm.” He nodded, "The better! ”

“Oh...” Ma Xin seemed a little embarrassed. He looked around and said, "Are you... so many people watching? ”

Everyone was curious and opened their eyes and waited for Ma Hin to say it.

Ma Xin sighed and picked up the phone and started calling one by one according to the number recorded on it.

The first call came through, and there was a man's voice, "Hello? ”

Ma Hin uses hands-free, and Jiang Ping has started recording audio.

Just listen to Ma Hin use the sound of goosebumps all over you, “Hello ~ ~ Do you need any special services? ”

……

Everyone quickly covered their mouths, almost smiled, all turned to look at Zhaozhao, the heart said... what's the trick?

Zhao Zhao raised his index finger to everyone, indicating that everyone should keep quiet and wait quietly.

Everyone waited quietly.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed stunned and hung up.

Later, show Ma Hin how to fight again!

Ma Hin picked up the phone and called again. The phone was still on. "Hello? ”

“Handsome ~ ~ Don't be so shy!” Ma Hin's voice made people have to fight a cold war, that's too much.

The phone on that side hangs up again, and if you call again, it turns off.

Ma Xin blushed. Bai Yutang hurried to bring her a homemade milkshake. Ma Xin took two bites and felt good. When she hit the second one, her face thickened, she drank water and moistened her voice, and then came.

Second, the phone's on.

The voice was, "Hello...”

Zhang Zhao listened and held his hands against his chin and did not react much.

Ma Hin repeated the question just now.

The other person seemed stunned and then sent a smile and asked, "What kind of special service? ”

The man spoke softly and seemed to be an old man.

Ma Hin hurried on, “Geez, you hate it, I knew it! ”

The man's laughter was disgusting, and he began to ask Ma Hin where to meet him.

Ma Xin looked at Zhenzhao and Zhenzhao wrote him an address - a telephone booth outside the back door of the police station.

Ma Xin smiled and gave him the address, then... Baiyutang called the yellow sweep team to give them a look, if someone goes to the phone booth, arrest them.

Ma Xin looked at Zhaozhao and Zhaozhao shook his head with his chin... not this one either.

She keeps hitting.

The third call took a long time to get through, and there was a voice on the other end, "Hello? ”

Shouting slightly, he frowned and carefully distinguished the sound. He thought it meant something, so he picked up a piece of paper and showed it to Ma Xin.

Everyone looked at it and it said… pretend to consult and delay the time.

Ma Xinlian asked the other side of the phone, "Well... are you a psychiatrist? ”

The man stunned and asked, "Who are you? ”

When Zhang Zhao showed the man's identity, he saw that his full name was Jia Yuhua, 32 years old, a psychologist in the country, ran a mental clinic. He was originally a teacher at a university, but was fired because of the violence.

“Well, Dr. Jia, a friend introduced me to you… he said you could solve my problem.” Ma Xin said frighteningly.

“Oh...” Jia Yuhua seemed to understand, "What do you have to ask? ”

“Well... I...” Ma Xin looked at Zhaozhao and saw that Zhaozhao had quickly written a few words on a writing board to show her.

Ma Xin nodded and said, “I always felt like… there was someone else inside me. ”

Jia Yuhua froze and asked, “Is there any specific manifestation? ”

“It's... I sleep at night... the next morning when I wake up, I wear all my clothes, but... it's not when I sleep at night!” Ma Xin said according to the focus of Zhang Zhao's teaching.

“Oh?” Jia Yuhua seemed to have raised some interest and asked, “So... are you tired? Is there any mud on your shoes? Then there's nothing more than what doesn't belong to you. ”

He frowned slightly, “The sound is inductive, gentle, and skillful… just like the sound of the bar! ”

When Zhang Zhao heard about this, he frowned on Bai Yutang. Bai Yutang was in a great mood. Jiang Ping was asked to locate the location of Jia Yuhua based on the cell phone signal.

Ma Xin went on to say, "Yes, it's more than that. Sometimes when I get up, there's blood on me. I don't even know whose blood it is... Doctor, I don't dare go to the hospital. I'm afraid they'll put me in a mental hospital. Do you think I'm crazy? ”

“Don't worry about it.” Jia Yuhua, “you come to my clinic later, I'll talk to you after I see you. ”

“Yes!” Ma Hin brings a pen and paper, “he asked." So... do you have an address? ”

Later, Jia Yuhua reported a series of addresses to Ma Xin, who recorded them. Put away the phone.

Everyone looked at each other and got up... ready to meet the psychiatrist!