Chapter 163: The Patient's Therapy (I)

Congestion is the most common impression of traffic in Beijing, but on weekdays from Monday to Friday, the roads in the city are still regularly open for part of the day. It was close to 8:20 p.m., the vigorous evening rush hour had passed, the night tide of nightlife lovers had not yet set off, the night was getting darker, a road in the East Fourth Ring Road was dimly lit, the traffic was sparse, and the black Santana with fake license plates was listlessly turning its wheels and crawling awkwardly.

He drove to a city in Shanxi Province closest to Beijing, where another unlicensed psychiatric clinic was on the list of suspicious targets he had submitted to Yugong.

We all know that driving at night is harder than during the day, especially after dark, the flashing of headlights will cause irritation and illusion to the driver's eyes. Xing Tian, whose eyes were a little uncomfortable, was faintly tired, holding the steering wheel but not daring to relax. "I ran for nothing today!...... ahem," he spat out. In fact, this is the most important reason why he feels tired from the bottom of his heart at this time. "It's not like a 'food street', a 'clothing street', or a logistics street, it's a 'black clinic street'!" he continued to complain in his heart. The black clinics on the list are scattered all over the place, even in the same city, not close to each other. Since the launch of the new operation, Xingtian has made secret visits under pseudonyms one by one according to the list after work, and today he found the fourth one, and the itinerary does not need to be carefully calculated, and it is known that it has created the largest single action after joining the group, but it is really like Dante said that it has become a needle in a haystack, and nothing has been found. But now is not the time to be discouraged, a few times when he encounters a red light into a vacancy, he intermittently calculates the next trip to Henan.

"The subway station is right in front, you can see where it's convenient to lean over and put me down. In the co-pilot's seat was the "patient" brought by Xing Tian - Zhuo Wu. Although White Snake took the initiative to ask for help, Xingtian and Yugong decided to leave another "show" opportunity to Dante's iron buddies, and of course Zhuo Wu himself hoped so. So far, he has been a nephew and a nephew twice for Xingtian, the first two times he "suffered" from anxiety, and the last time and today he was depressed. For Zhuo Wu, who has never honed his acting skills, it is less difficult to impersonate these two kinds of patients, not to mention that he is positioned as a mild or moderate patient. He politely declined Jane Eyre's offer to borrow relevant medical books from the library, only typed these two terms into the Internet search engine, selected the top articles in the results, read them, and pretended to follow the sentence.

"Hmm," Xing Tian nodded and pointed to the storage box in front of Zhuo Wu, "Open the lid and take those two plates back and look at them." Somehow, Zhuo Wu opened the storage box and saw the pirated disks of the latest "X-Men" and "Transformers", as well as two popular court dramas and Korean dramas. The smile on the corner of Zhuo Wu's mouth flashed: "Thank you, Xingtian." "Hey, it's not those two, it's those two TV series!" Xing Tian saw that he just grabbed the two blockbuster plates, and hurriedly waved his right hand and said, "You want to watch those two blockbusters, and I'll give them to you when I'm done." As he spoke, the lights ahead turned green, and Xing Tian had to concentrate on the road again. Zhuo Wu's brows furrowed: "That...... Xingtian, I understand your kindness. I ...... that kind of TV series I don't like to watch it very much. "You don't like to show it to the White Snake, you gave it to her. ”

Zhuo Wu was startled when he heard this, turned his face to look, and found that Xingtian had just smiled evilly. "She's cooking a table of dishes and waiting for you to go back, right?" asked the former detective intently. "You're mistaken," Zhuo Wu looked out the window again, "She's not in my house." ”

The black Santana managed to find a vacant seat two hundred meters away from the subway station, put out the fire, and hurried across the road to buy pancakes and meat buns. "Make up for it, just to be on the safe side, don't drive the lights in it. Ahem, can you touch the aisle and eat in the dark......?" Did you say something about me and her?" Watching Xing Tian chew heavily, Zhuo Wu also felt his stomach gurgling, holding a fragrant meat bun in his hand, but he couldn't bite down on it. "After the disciplinary meeting that day, I saw that she originally wanted to chase you. Xingtian swallowed a mouthful of pancakes and said solemnly, "Tell you, or I encourage her to take the initiative to find you." After that day, she didn't say a word to me about anything. "No wonder you think she's living with me. "Oh, ...... you?"

Zhuo Wu couldn't see the worry and displeasure on Xingtian's face, but he also felt his thoughts. "We're still getting to know each other. Every week, with or without a group, we would meet quietly, either at her house or where I lived. We ate together and talked while watching TV, ...... "Then you don't know what TV series she likes to watch?" "Well, every time I ask her what she wants to watch, she says it doesn't matter, whatever, I ask her if she wants to watch a movie, she says yes, I switch to a movie channel. When there are no movies, she watches the ball with me. "You!" Xingtian pointed at him. "Okay, I see, thank you. In the future, I will accompany her to watch TV series, this is easy to find. Zhuo Wu realized that he seemed to be too careless, "Xingtian, I don't know if you can understand this way of our interaction...... I mean, we might have to try slowly, and it's not going to be lightning bolts. We all have our own knots in our hearts, although they have nothing to do with each other, but at least mine can't completely shake off when we get along. "You two, do it according to your own suitability. "I know, it's just that I've always felt like you're like the father of the White Snake, so I should talk to you about these words. "Don't lift me up, ahem...... I can't reach his father, but I also hope that she will have a good home. So if you treat him badly, don't blame me for not being a 'colleague' when the time comes!" "It's good to understand, let's go home early after eating and rest." ”

Both fell silent, munching on their food. Xing Tian recalled the brief exchange between him and the White Snake before and after the punishment meeting that day, but Zhuo Wu was hesitating, whether to tell Xing Tian that idea now, or leave in a muffled voice: Since you have told him everything about me and the White Snake, you might as well explain this matter to him, discuss it and see if it works.