At this moment, Shui Bingyu stared at Hao Ming's lifeless emaciated cheeks through the window, and after a moment of silence, she finally felt a little calmer.

Bai Lang told them that Hao Ming's history of schizophrenia could be traced back to more than 25 years, and that he was once a genius chemistry professor who had gone crazy in his research projects......

Bai Lang's face then froze, and he said to Shui Bingyu: "I want to ...... You will also know without me that talking to him will not be very pleasant, and there are even pitfalls. So...... You have to be careful, you don't know what his motives are for bringing you in. ”

Meng Xingchen also looked at Shui Bingyu with some concern.

"It's okay, I'm ready. Shui Bingyu smiled at him and walked to the door of the ward.

"Hao Ming, Professor Hao?" Shui Bingyu walked to the hospital bed and called softly.

As Bai Lang said, Hao Ming has been suffering from schizophrenia for 25 years and is a frequent visitor to the psychiatric hospital. In the past six months, his health has deteriorated, and he often needs to stay in bed, and his delirium has increased.

The old man on the bed closed his eyes as if he were asleep.

Shui Bingyu's gaze traveled from the oxygen inhalation tube sticking out of Hao Ming's nose to the hanging needle infusion tube connected to the needle in his arm, to the oxygen cylinder standing in front of the bed, and then to the stack of papers and a few books on the bedside table.

Shui Bingyu couldn't help but pick up the nearest book leaning against the old man's bed, it was a chemistry book, and the book was full of strange chemical formulas. Shui Bingyu is also very talented in chemistry, and her high school chemistry teacher was still angry about her for not applying for a chemistry major for a while. But she had never seen such a chemical formula.

"You want to steal my scientific research results, right?" Hao Ming, who was closing his eyes, suddenly spoke, Shui Bingyu was frightened, and the fear she had felt earlier roared, and she involuntarily took a step back.

"What?" Shui Bingyu secretly warned himself that he was a mentally ill person, and perhaps he didn't need to let fear prevail.

"You want to steal my research while I'm not looking. Hao Ming repeated.

Shui Bingyu quickly diagnosed in the psychiatric diagnosis, which is one of the typical symptoms of schizophrenia, persecution delusions.

"I don't have the right to do that. Shui Bingyu maintained the extreme calmness in her tone.

"But if you want to do this, it has nothing to do with whether you have the right or not. I know...... I know, you have diagnosed me now, I have a typical schizophrenia symptom, a persecution paranoia, ho ......" He got up slightly, motioning for Shui Bingyu to put a pillow on his back.

Shui Bingyu was slightly stunned, secretly took a deep breath, and still did so, and said softly: "I really admire your imagination." ”

"It's not imagination, it's the truth! Your gaze exposes you, your eyes linger on those formulas for a long time, as if they are very interested, I think, your chemistry grades are not bad, right?"

Shui Bingyu couldn't help but think to herself, what kind of situation is Hao Ming in at the moment? Schizophrenia, amateur psychologist, lame Sherlock Holmes?

In the face of such an unfathomable person, the only thing she can do is to remain silent.

At this time, Hao Ming raised his bloodshot eyes, which were red from bloodshots, and stared directly at Shui Bingyu's face.

Being stared at by this strange gaze, the normal reaction was to blush with a hot face, and at this moment, Shui Bingyu's face was cold and pale.

In the eyes of outsiders, the "fearless" Shui Bingyu written by the reporter felt bursts of fear in the warm ward and in front of the aging patients.

Silent.

But silence is far from a recipe for fear.

"You said that you want to talk to me about the 'bloody book case', and I will listen to it. Shui Bingyu took out a ballpoint pen and notebook from her bag.

"Tell me, why are you doing this?" Hao Ming suddenly asked.

"What?" Shui Bingyu was not prepared to answer Hao Ming's personal questions.

"You were the top science student in the provincial college entrance examination that year, and you could choose a major in scientific research such as mathematics and chemistry at will, but you chose criminal psychology, why? Why did a weak little girl have to choose such a thankless and dangerous research direction? Well, let me think about it, is it to overcome your fear? Because when you were young, your parents were suddenly in a car accident, and your adoptive mother was killed in a fire when you were in high school. These two things hit you and affect you, causing your fear to ......"

"What?" this is the most painful and secret part of Shui Bingyu's heart.

"Why do you, a genius doctor of criminal psychology, still need me to repeat such simple words again and again?" Hao Ming's blood-red eyes were still firmly fixed on Shui Bingyu.

Shui Bingyu quickly calmed down, she knew that she must not let this old man lead her nose, so she closed her notebook: "Professor Hao, I agreed to come here to meet you because you want to talk about the clues about the 'Bloody Book of Death', if you don't plan to enter this topic, if you just want to gossip about my family history...... First, I can choose not to answer, and secondly, I think you already know too much about my private affairs, so we'll have to talk about it another day. ”

"In that case, you police will be very disappointed. ”

"But," a smile appeared on Shui Bingyu's face, "I'm already disappointed. ”

Shui Bingyu turned around to leave.

"If there really is a medicine in the world that can bring people back to life, are you willing to risk it to your parents and your adoptive mother?"

Shui Bingyu didn't move, or even turned around: "There is no such medicine in the world! Who would believe your fallacy!"

"If you don't believe it, it doesn't mean that anyone will! Hao Ming said slightly hoarsely.

Shui Bingyu was shocked, could it be that Liu Lu came to dream for herself that night?

It seems that it is necessary to take a trip to the island in the middle of the lake.

"Beautiful little girl, I wish you a happy trip to the island in the middle of the lake! The next time you come to see me, don't forget to tell me one thing that scares you the most! Otherwise, I won't give you any clues!" Hao Ming said with a laugh behind Shui Bingyu the moment he opened the door.

Sometimes gloomy, sometimes tyrannical, at least indicates that his mental state is extremely unstable.

Seeing Hao Ming's weakness, Shui Bingyu felt that she was much calmer, and she turned around and asked softly, "Then do you have anything to do with the bloody book case?"

"Of course there is!" Hao Ming almost roared.

"Oh?" Shui Bingyu could imagine that Meng Xingchen, who was listening outside the window, was nervous at the moment.

"It's not just about me, from now on, my beautiful little girl, you also have a lot to do with the bloody case. Hao Ming was very satisfied with his prank.

"Why me, why do you have to look for me?"

"Because only you can solve this case. ”

"Why?!"

Silent.

Shui Bingyu sensed that Hao Ming would not take the initiative to reveal any more information, said "goodbye", turned his head and prepared to leave.

Hao Ming suddenly said: "There are still ......"

Shui Bingyu turned around and just looked at him with an inquiring gaze.

Hao Ming seemed to be playing with Shui Bingyu's appearance, skin, and hair, and was silent for a long time, until she coldly wanted to move her face away, and then he squirmed his Adam's apple fiercely, and said softly, "This ...... It's a secret...... Bloodstained photos, bloody book cases, will continue!"

Shui Bingyu hesitated, and finally walked out of the ward without looking back.