When the call ended, White Snake seemed to take a small bite of the noodles, and quietly held a pen-sized metal stick in his trouser pocket with his left hand. It was a telescope, and she was hesitating whether to take it out.

This was borrowed by Dante according to the criteria of "smaller", "easy to wear", "normal appearance", and "better if it could be easily regarded as other everyday gadgets", in order to ensure that White Snake could clearly see Zhuo Wu in the clinic when he was nearby. Zhuo Wu tried, although it is small, the precision and clarity are very good, and it can be retracted, its surface is black, and the top and "waist" are covered with small gold rings, which is indeed quite like an ordinary fountain pen. This Treasure of Dante...... I can't use it here, so I might as well not bring it. The question is...... White Snake thought so and couldn't help but glance at the window across the street. Originally, they were worried that the "camouflage" that Dante loved to use would undoubtedly be too eye-catching in this kind of place, but the telescope is different from the probe and the electronic eye, and no matter how small it is, it must be aligned with the eyes to come in handy. It has been more than 20 minutes since she entered this noodle shop, and the customers inside are still sparse, but she has become the one who has stayed the longest, attracting the ample attention of the proprietress and waiters, and then holding a "fountain pen" in front of her eyes to aim, I am afraid that it will increase their curiosity and leave a deeper impression on herself.

A hasty glance was of course difficult to catch any movement through the ordinary, reflective glass window, and the white snake was in a hurry, and her breathing was a little out of tune, but fortunately she took the opportunity to chew something to adjust slightly, and returned to normal in an instant. She laughed self-deprecatingly, and suddenly recalled that night at Xingtian's house, Uncle Xu's words were like persuasion and emotion.

"Then, Uncle Xu, why don't you hand over the baby to him personally?" At that time, White Snake rolled his eyes and couldn't help but be a little shy, "You want me to ...... Transfer, this ...... One more detour. "Ahem, you still have a long way to go...... cough cough cough ...... What I just told you is just your first plan!" Xing Tian replied categorically.

An unexpected scene interrupted White Snake's memories -- her afterglow swept to Zhuo Wu walking out of the mental health clinic and waving goodbye to the doctor who had escorted him to the door! Why, shouldn't I have left the noodle shop first, changed to a nearby shop and then observed? White Snake was full of doubts, and did not glance out the window, and after thinking about it, it was likely that Zhuo Wu found something inside, or exposed something, and had to improvise. Forget it, then I'll sit in this hall for a while. White Snake comforts itself. After all, in addition to noodle shops, this street is full of hardware stores, car repair shops, seed stores and other doors, and it is indeed not like a girl like her likes to visit. She could see the polite smiles on the faces of Zhuo Wu and the young doctor, but she couldn't hear or guess what they said before parting.

"It's a nice conversation, and being able to open up so much is really good for your Dante's mental health. After listening to Zhuo Wu's true and false "dissection", the doctor closed the transcript of the conversation and neatly placed it in the center of the desk behind him slightly to the left, so that its four sides were parallel to the edge of the countertop, and gently let the signature pen used for recording "lie" vertically next to the opening on the right side. The whole table is arranged so that it looks like a schoolchild's desk, which is just right to reflect the asymmetrical balance caused by regularity, "In the future, if I can bring that girl along, I can organize an interactive exchange, I believe it will be better for you." "I hope so. Zhuo Wu imitated Dante's chin scratching motion unnaturally.

Although the infrastructure of this town is relatively backward, the environment, especially the air, is much stronger than that of the city, one of the important reasons is that the vegetation area here is larger, and there are dense woods next to the roads and on the periphery of residential areas. In addition, there are not many people living in the town, and they do not like to walk through the woods like the tourists from the city, and even less people want to enter such a place after dark.

The moon was clear tonight, and the moonlight was sprinkled by the branches and leaves of the tall poplar trees cut into silver fragments. This poplar forest is the place where the two meet and wait for the execution. The White Snake was sitting on the ground, leaning on the thick trunk of a tree, looking up at the sky, and Zhuo Wu was sitting beside her. If it weren't for the mission, she really wanted to enjoy this heart-warming night scene with him.

On that day, Uncle Xu explained the "second plan" he envisioned. "Fool and I don't have anything else to do in our lives, and the two of you, including Dante and Jane Eyre, are different...... Ahem...... You are all still young, and you still have at least thirty years to live, do you have to learn from us two old men...... cough cough cough ...... "Don't see the light?" Uncle Xu, don't you like the group's actions?" "Of course I like it! No, it's not called liking, it should be called love, it's much more painful than being a criminal policeman...... Ahem...... Love is love, and seeing the light is indeed not seeing the light. You and I both know that the group is doing good things and illegal things, and we have to guard against them in addition to teaching those beasts a lesson...... cough cough cough ...... exposed the stuffing and caused a lawsuit. This...... It's a good career, but do you want to stay in it from now on? Don't want to find a serious job...... Ahem...... I'm not talking about being in Dongyuan Factory...... Cough...... Live a normal life in peace?"

"Sorry I left the clinic early. Zhuo Wu, who didn't know anything about that conversation, was now full of fragments of this "treatment" during the day, and he tried his best to keep his mind and tone calm, "I don't have time to say hello to you, there is something wrong with that doctor." "Really?" White Snake turned his face and saw Zhuo Wu nod vigorously through the moonlight, presumably not because the doctor didn't understand the psychological terms that came out of his mouth. "The suspicion of this family is ......" "I'm not sure how much his question has to do with the suspicion we're tracking, but there was a smell of blood in that room. White Snake was taken aback, but Zhuo Wu didn't look at her, and continued: "It's faint, but I've smelled it carefully, and it's indeed bloody, like ...... It's not completely covered. Moreover, I knocked on the door several times in the morning, and waited for a long time for him to open it. The room is too tidy, lacking a minimum office atmosphere, but like a hotel with a cleaned room. He was a psychiatrist, not a surgeon, but he wore those rubber gloves throughout. Also, the white coat doesn't quite fit his body...... "Except for the smell of blood, the other persuasion is not enough." ”

"The place where I did my treatment was the outhouse, and there was a back room with the door to my left, closed tightly, and visibly cleaner than the rest of the furniture. Zhuo Wu paused for a moment and recalled, "I peeked a few times, and I could see that there were two large drops of dark red under the crack in the door where the ground was grounded. "Blood?" the White Snake shuddered. "I'm not sure, it's probably solidified, and I can't rule out paint. ”

Zhuo Wu naturally didn't know that a few hours ago, the "white coat" opened the door, and he was the only one in the inner and outer rooms at that time. Behind the door there was a puddle of dark red, from which the two drops that Zhuo Wu saw splashed out. He looked at the blood stains inside and outside the door for a moment, and sighed, "The trajectory of the spill is too disproportionate to the width of the door. I sacrificed the beauty of proportions in order to be true and natural. If you're really not a patient or a waste, you should be able to see all these flaws, right?"