Wang Xiaoer heard Zhao Lifan's roar, turned his head to meet his eyes, and leaned back in fright, if it wasn't for the policeman who pushed him, he almost fell out of the wheelchair.

The police officer who escorted Zhao Lifan also noticed that he was wrong, saw Zhao Lifan's red eyes, remembered his colleague's instructions, quickly took out the electric baton, and slammed the pestle behind Zhao Lifan, he struggled and fainted.

The judge glanced at Zhao Lifan, who was dragged down, and said:

"Is it necessary? It's normal to be angry with such ups and downs, Zeng Changgong and them are making a fuss?"

"It's hard to say, judge, look there!" said the juror next to him.

The judge looked at the jurors' fingers, and the guardrail of the defendant's bench that was smashed by Zhao Lifan's fists just now was already lying on the ground in pieces.

"This guardrail is made of solid wood, right?"

"It's really ten centimeters thick iron wood. ”

On the morning of June 15, Ouyang Alan came to see Zhao Lifan at the detention center, and mainly consulted about Zhao Lifan's changes after being injected by Song Feng, a man in black, on the evening of April 12.

In fact, Zhao Lifan fainted not long after being injected that night, but the changes in his body did not stop, his heart gradually expanded, his blood pressure soared, his heart muscle could not bear the amplitude of his heartbeat at all, and it would be widely damaged in a short period of time.

After Zhao Lifan fainted, he felt that he had arrived in a void space, there seemed to be nothing here, including the direction, he seemed to be able to look around 360 degrees, and before he could figure out what was going on, Zhao Lifan saw a giant beast nearby.

Shaped like a dog, with long pointed ears, two long horns on the side of the ears, reaching out forty-five degrees forward and upward, like two scimitars, a pair of fleshy wings grow at the shoulder blades just above the front legs, the tail is like a snake, there are barbs, the whole body is covered with dark red scales, and the eyes are red, full of destruction.

When Zhao Lifan saw it, he felt scared from the depths of his soul, and his first thought was to run, but then he realized that he didn't have a body at all, as if he was really a thought in this space, but when he thought of running, he found that the distance between him and the giant beast had become farther away.

The giant beast didn't chase him immediately, his eyes were full of banter, like a cat watching the mouse flee headless in front of his eyes, Zhao Lifan looked at the gradually getting smaller giant beast, and the fear in his heart did not decrease at all, he could only desperately try to widen the distance with it, because he couldn't feel his existence at all, and could only escape in this way.

Suddenly the giant beast roared, Zhao Lifan felt that his soul was trembling, the giant beast was close at some point, opened the giant mouth of the swallowing sky, swallowed it, Zhao Lifan had a feeling, if this similar thought of himself was really swallowed, then he would disappear without leaving a trace, the horror in his heart had been magnified to the extreme, but there was no way at all.

At this moment, a purple glow appeared, enveloping the giant beast, and the giant beast began to struggle violently, but as if it was stuck in a quagmire, its movements were slow and difficult. Zhao Lifan felt that this piece of glow was a little familiar, and was just about to get away from it to see its whole picture, as if he had been sucked by something, and quickly left this void.

Then Zhao Lifan saw his physical condition, and as before, his heart was about to be unbearable, but he couldn't control his body, he was like a bystander of his own body. Zhao Lifan knew that he had fainted, and he wanted to wake up and do something, but it was like a nightmare, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake up.

In this way, he watched his heart about to burst, suddenly a few needle tips pierced his body, the pressure of his heart seemed to have been vented, not expanding, as the number of needles pierced gradually increased, and the regular rotation and swing of each needle tip, his heartbeat amplitude gradually decreased.

Zhao Lifan breathed a sigh of relief, he wanted to know what was going on in the outside world, and tried his best to open his eyes, and finally just when he was about to give up, a voice came from his ear:

"It's okay, it should be fine, it almost fell short!"

Zhao Lifan slammed his efforts, and his eyes opened a slit.

"How is that possible!" the voice came again, and the tone was full of incredulity.

Zhao Lifan slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and saw as if someone stood up from his side, and a few ups and downs disappeared.

Zhao Lifan looked around after waking up completely, except for Song Feng who fell to the ground, the woman who was saved by himself in the back of the car, and there was no one else, Zhao Lifan began to suspect that the figure he saw just now was just his own dream, because the person was silent between the ups and downs, if it wasn't a dream, with his current perception, how could he hear some sounds.

Zhao Lifan didn't think about it anymore, he checked his body, his heart was still beating more violently than usual, he didn't dare to slack off, and stood up Xingyi Fist Wuji Pile, which was the most calm way he could think of.

Later, Zeng Changgong and they arrived, and a series of things happened, and then he found that his anger and desire to break the meeting became stronger and stronger, and he was angry when he disagreed with his colleagues, and he also damaged his property, until he couldn't control it from time to time and semi-isolated himself, so he didn't run to the hospital less.

At the beginning, when Zhao Lifan felt that his anger was about to get out of control, he would go to the back mountain and violently beat the trunk or other things to vent his anger and broken desire, although the effect was not very ideal, but it worked. Once when he vented his anger, he inadvertently picked up the spear next to him, and found that he could dance the routine of "Eight Steps and Thirteen Guns" indiscriminately under his anger, and venting his anger was very effective.

Later, as long as Zhao Lifan felt that he was about to lose control, he went to the back hill to practice guns, and before the accident on the night of May 22, Zhao Lifan found that his anger would become more and more strong when he practiced guns, and unlike other times when his brain was full of destructive desires, the more angry he was, the clearer his mind became, and of course his marksmanship would be more exquisite.

Of course, after being injected by Song Feng, Zhao Lifan not only increased his anger and desire to destroy, but his internal strength and physical fitness have improved by leaps and bounds, and now it has just passed two months, and his internal strength is more than three times that of two months ago.

The strength of the physical body has also increased greatly, Zhao Lifan has not tried it specifically, but he feels that he should have a thousand catties of power. Not only that, Zhao Lifan's wound healing speed is also much faster than before, and the wound that used to heal in four or five days can now be healed in one day.

Of course, when Zhao Lifan told Ouyang Alan about it, he didn't mention the things he dreamed about, nor did he mention the person he wasn't sure about when he just woke up that night, he only said some changes in his mood and the improvement of his physical fitness, Ouyang Alan also focused on consulting Zhao Lifan's emotional changes, as for internal strength, she didn't know what it was at all, and she didn't care.

"Lawyer Ouyang, Wang Xiaoer told the truth in court yesterday, right? That roofing accident had something to do with him!" Finally, Zhao Lifan looked at Ouyang Alan and asked, his face expressionless.

"There will be no evidence, I have understood, and you should know. ”

Of course, Zhao Lifan knew that the working face had already been mined, and everything had been buried in the goaf, but he needed someone to affirm his views and guesses.

"But Huang Mao is dead!" Zhao Lifan's eyes flashed with deep anger, but he suppressed it in his heart.

In the afternoon, Ouyang Alan went to Wuqiqi to block the coal mine, found two colleagues of Zhao Lifan in the reservoir area, learned some things about Zhao Lifan's emotional out-of-control with them, and invited them to testify about Zhao Lifan's emotional out-of-control incident at the court session the day after tomorrow.

On the morning of June 16, Ouyang Alan met Zeng Changgong again, and he told Zeng Changgong that the current situation is very unfavorable to Zhao Lifan, and as Lin Guoqiang and Wang Xiaoer changed their testimony, all the doubts she raised before were satisfactorily explained, and as for the lack of Wang Xiaoer's scratches on the slope protection, it was untenable at all, because they called the police two days later, and the photos were from that time.

"What we can do now is to use Zhao Lifan to come forward to save people, and then he was injected with unknown drugs by the murderer, at that time, Zhao Lifan was already out of control because of the drug, and it was not an autonomous behavior. Ouyang Alan said.

"But there is no medical examination certificate as evidence, it is impossible for the court to just listen to us, and in the file of the 2.15 serial murder case, Zhao Lifan was also stabbed with an empty needle, and the prosecution must know these things. Zeng Changgong said puzzled.

"So we can only say that Zhao Lifan was controlled by the residual medicine in the needle, because the amount of medicine is small, so it is undetectable, but the huge change in his mood requires you and Zhao Lifan's colleagues to testify in court. ”

"Will this work, and will the court accept it?"

"Of course, it can't be used as evidence, we can only win sympathy and strive for a lighter sentence, and it is obviously impossible to get away with the crime. Ouyang Alan said helplessly.

Looking at Zeng Changgong, who nodded, Ouyang Alan got up and left.

"Do you believe that Zhao Lifan is innocent?" Just after Ouyang Alan took three or four steps, Zeng Changgong asked without raising his head.

"I believe the evidence, but we don't. Ouyang Alan paused and said.