Chapter Twenty-Six: A Conversation with a Demon

It may be that Fang Yuan's words stimulated this woman, and when she heard the news of her son's death coming out of Fang Yuan's mouth, she pushed Fang Yuan fiercely, saying that he was lying, her own son could not die, and saying that we are all devils and so on.

In desperation, Fang Yuan could only hand it over to the doctor to deal with, while the two of us waited outside the door.

While waiting, Fang Yuan answered a phone call, and only said that we will wait for you in the hospital and hang up, at first I thought that Li Yan was going to come over, but I didn't expect that a few minutes after he hung up the phone, my mother actually stepped on high heels and walked from the elevator.

When she saw us, she waved at us, I glanced at Fang Yuan speechlessly, the latter smiled awkwardly, and said resource utilization, let me not mind, how to say that my mother is also a well-known psychology expert in China, no, it happened to be in this city, so he naturally used my name to find my mother to help with this.

"Hey, my little stunned, let's meet again, who is this?"

When my mother greeted me, although she said hello to me, those eyes were looking Fang Yuan up and down, and when she looked at me with an ambiguous gaze again, I didn't have to guess, I could think of what she was thinking in her heart when I thought about it with my ass.

Before I could speak, Fang Yuan immediately came up to me, stretched out his hand to my mother and said, "I didn't expect Fang Yi's mother to be such an elegant beautiful sister, today is really an eye-opener for me, my name is Fang Yuan, I am Fang Yi's team leader, and I also called you for help." ”

"Oh...... The leader of Xiao Yi looks okay, I like boys with big eyes, but it's a pity. My mother raised her left hand meaningfully, touched her chin, and looked Fang Yuan up and down again, just as she wanted to say something, I immediately interjected and said: "Cough, there is a female patient inside, because she can't accept the fact that her son died, there may be something wrong, Mom, see if you can ...... it."

"Can't ......" Before I could finish speaking, my mother immediately retorted to me.

"Why can't you?" Fang Yuan was a little anxious, this was the first time I had seen him in such a hurry.

My mother glanced at Fang Yuan, then stepped on her high heels, slowly came to the door of the ward and looked inside, and said softly: "According to what my son said, this patient should have been suddenly stimulated, so he became crazy, this situation is very common in life, but if it is to be completely treated, it is a long process, and there is no situation that can make her return to normal right away, this, Xiao Yi, you should know better than anyone else." ”

I was slightly stunned, pointed at myself with a confused expression, looked at my mother, and asked suspiciously, "Who do I know better?" ”

My mother looked at me meaningfully, shook her head and smiled: "That's right, just when I said the wrong thing, but I can give her a preliminary diagnosis, if the diagnosis is more satisfactory, it will probably allow her to accept the reality within three or five days, but if she has a mental illness herself, it may take three or five years, or even longer." ”

Fang Yuan nodded and said, "Then please give it a try." ”

Fang Yuan didn't tell my mother, and now our entire forensic hospital is waiting for the relatives of the deceased to sign the autopsy agreement, but gently pushed open the door of the ward and turned sideways to let my mother walk in.

Fang Yuan and I looked at my mother outside the window, she walked to the bed of the deceased's mother, put down the bag in her hand, and sat directly on the chair on the side, and the deceased's mother at this time, because of the stimulation, her eyes were even more straight to the ceiling, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be shouting something, in fact, there is no need to guess, both of us know that she is shouting her son's name.

Fang Yuan asked me if my mother was unreliable.

I glanced at Fang Yuan and asked with disdain: "My mother is equivalent to the status of Sherlock Holmes in our hearts in the field of psychotherapy, from 2007 to 2009, she seems to have more patients than all the criminals you have ever seen, do you say it is reliable?"

"Xie Han, I've heard her name too, but before, I didn't expect that such a woman who seemed to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old would actually have a son as old as you, but if you look closely, I'm afraid your eyes are inherited from your mother, right?" Fang Yuan said with his hands in his pockets.

I pursed my lips, watched my mother contact the deceased's mother in the house, sighed, and said slowly: "Actually, doctors can also get sick, since I was sensible, she has been sleeping pills to sleep, even if she barely fell asleep, she would be woken up by nightmares, at that time, as soon as I heard my mother's screams from the nightmare, I ran from my room to her bed, hugged her to sleep, I can't remember, since when, the distance between me and her can only be maintained by a telephone." ”

Just because I don't say something doesn't mean I don't know, my mom is a patient herself, and it's funny that she still goes to help others see a doctor every day.

It seems that she and the deceased's mother had a really good conversation. Fang Yuan glanced at my mother, and saw that my mother was asking questions, and at the same time using a voice recorder to record the communication between her and the patient.

When I saw that the deceased's mother also began to respond to my mother, I didn't know why, but I was a little proud from the bottom of my heart.

"Didi ......"

"Didi ......"

Just as we were waiting for my mom outside the door, Fang Yuan's and I mobile phones rang at the same time.

It was a text message, but when I opened it, my whole body was shocked outside the door of this ward.

Not only me, but even Fang Yuan, when he took out his mobile phone and opened the text message, although it was not as exaggerated as my actions, his brows were instantly furrowed.

A woman, linked by eight fishing lines, kneels in a sewer-like scene, her hands folded as if in prayer.

Yes, it's a picture, and that's what's in the picture, and I can't find anything on top of this picture except this picture.

"Another sketch?"

Fang Yuan glanced at my phone and found that the content on my phone was exactly the same as what he received.

I slowly raised my head and said with a solemn face, "Is he provoking the police?"

Fang Yuan didn't speak, so he sent the photo to Li Yan and asked him to investigate where there was anything in the city that was similar to the scene in this sketch.

"You stay, wait for your mother's results, I still have business. After Fang Yuan finished speaking, he directly picked up the handbag he had thrown at the door of the ward, turned around and left.

I looked at the photo, and then called directly according to the phone number that sent the text message, in fact, I didn't have much hope at first, because in my consciousness, even if the murderer wanted to send us a similar sketch to the police before Zhang Tianxiao's death, provoking us, he would not be arrogant enough to send it with a phone number where we could contact him.

But...... I was wrong, and after the phone rang five times, a deep voice came out of my microphone in an instant.

"Did you receive my gift to your police? Don't worry, the game has just begun, I will protect all the people you can't protect with the law, and I will kill all the people you shouldn't protect, waste, let me replace the law you believe in." ”

"Who the hell are you. "I was holding the microphone and my body was shaking, and I couldn't imagine that I was talking to a murderous demon at this moment.

The next moment, there was an extremely eerie laugh from the microphone: "This question, when you police get rid of the word waste, you will naturally know, oh yes, one day, we will also meet, and when that time comes, you will also become a lamb on my chopping board, you can't run away, Fang Yi children." ”

"Doodoo ......"

"Hey...... Feed...... Who the hell are you, bastard......"

I yelled at the phone, but I was only answered by the sound of being hung up, and the nurse on the side passed by, glanced at me, and gave me a boo gesture to signal me not to speak loudly.