31. Kill people and kill mouths

As she rushed out of the medical building, a hovering train stopped in front of her, the door popped open, and a small, big-eyed boy sat in the driver's seat: "The captain asked me to pick you up, get on the train." ”

Jian Ling got into the hovercar, there were no obstacles along the way, and the car flew to the center of the base very smoothly.

The car was parked next to the highest floor of the center building, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were pulled open from the inside, and Jian Ling jumped directly into the car.

As soon as he gained a foothold, he saw Xia Lazy leaning against the wall, with a cigarette in his mouth, like a homeless person who had nothing to do.

Jian Ling went straight to the point: "What did you ask me to do?" ”

Xia grabbed the cigarette, took it out of his mouth, flicked off the ash of the cigarette butt, and replied nonchalantly: "Major General Zhou wants to see you by name, otherwise he won't say anything." ”

Jian Ling immediately understood, but did not speak again.

"Let's go," Xia turned and pulled the door open, and he led Jian Ling through several corridors and into a closed room.

The house is very simple to decorate, surrounded by simple white walls, except for a large iron chair in the middle of the room. Zhou Bodong sat on it, still wearing last night's black special military uniform, all his limbs were firmly fixed on the iron chair, and his originally resolute and tough face looked a little old at this time, and he was like two people from last night's murderer.

The door was shut, and there were only three of them in this enclosed space.

Xia Shun snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and stuffed the remaining half of the cigarette into the pocket on his chest, stood up straight, and his eyebrows were sincere: "Old Zhou, the person you are looking for is here." ”

Zhou Bodong raised his head slowly, his dark gray eyes were shining a little, and his gaze slowly gathered into a bunch at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it fell on Jian Ling impartially: "Doctor Jian, we meet again." ”

Very hoarse voice, looking tired.

Jian Ling looked at him quietly: "Major General." ”

"I'm sorry, I asked you to come here, I just wanted to ask, how is Lieutenant You? Last night I ...... Gaffe. ”

"The rescue operation was successful, and he is out of danger."

Hearing this, Zhou Bodong obviously breathed a sigh of relief, but his pupils loosened again: "That's good, thank you." ”

He paused for a long time, and when he spoke again, his voice trembled uncontrollably: "If only you could come to the 414 base earlier, many people don't have to die in vain......"

Jian Ling lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry." ”

He smiled bitterly dismally: "You don't have to say sorry, the person who should say sorry is me, who has caused you so much trouble." ”

Jian Ling subconsciously looked at Xia next to him: "Does he remember what happened last night?" ”

"No, he doesn't remember, we told him," Speaking of this, Xia's gaze at Jian Ling suddenly sharpened, "Do you know about him?" ”

Jian Ling didn't say he knew, nor did he say he didn't know.

But Xia grabbed her by the arm, pulled her out of the room, and dodged into another small room next door. His gaze was firmly fixed on her, and there was a hint of eagerness in his tone that could not be hidden: "Tell me, what is wrong with Major General Zhou's body?" Why doesn't he remember everything he's done? ”

"I can't officially determine because it hasn't been systematically examined, but based on his current performance, it seems that he has a severe split personality disorder caused by PTSD."

“PTSD？”

Jian Ling broke his fingers off his arms one by one, and then pulled the white coat neatly, then raised his head and explained to him seriously: "PTSD is the abbreviation of post-traumatic stress disorder, there are many kinds of PTSD, and Major General Zhou should suffer from post-war psychological syndrome, which refers to the sequelae of a person's psychological state disorder after encountering or fighting major stress. This disease can be mild or severe, and if the patient's own psychological quality is strong enough that he usually does not see any symptoms at all, it is obvious that Major General Zhou's psychological quality is quite good. ”

When Xia was studying military theory, he had heard the term "post-war psychological syndrome" and was no stranger to it.

Seeing his uncertain expression, Jian Ling continued: "Post-war syndrome is very common in the army, but most of them are only suffered from by recruits with poor psychological quality. Patience is a skill for a soldier, but for a psychological, it is fatal. To be honest, it is not easy for a stoic soldier like him to suffer from post-war syndrome, and those blows and irritants must be extraordinary......"

When he said this, Jian Ling meaningfully bit the words "blow" and "stimulus".

Natsu took out the half of the cigarette from his pocket, lit it in his mouth, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, and then spit it out in a circle, his eyes couldn't really see in the smoke: "If I tell you the truth, will you be able to cure him?" ”

"I'm a doctor, I can only do my best, I can't do it 100 percent, not to mention that psychology is not my forte," Jian Ling paused, "If I shouldn't know those things, just let me not say it, as for Major General Zhou...... I advise you to transfer him out of the base as soon as possible, change to a better treatment environment, and ask a professional psychological counselor to help him, which is more beneficial to his condition. ”

Xia didn't answer her, took a few deep breaths, and after smoking the cigarette in his hand, he snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash: "Once he leaves, his situation must be reported to his superiors, and his life is over." ”

A soldier who killed his comrades-in-arms with his own hands, what awaits him is not only the severe punishment of the law, but also the deep disappointment and resentment of his comrades-in-arms.

Jian Ling's face was expressionless: "Don't forget your current identity, this kind of thing shouldn't come out of your mouth." ”

"Heh, I'm sorry, I accidentally said the wrong thing," Xia took a step closer to her, bent down and approached her, his dark eyes flashed with a cunning brilliance, and the **** tone had a strong smell of danger, "But you've heard it all, what am I going to do now?" Anyway, there's no one now, and if I kill someone, no one will find out, right? ”

The corners of Jian Ling's eyebrows twitched: "Your trick of dragging people into the water is really bad." ”

Xia casually grabbed her shoulders, put his fingers carelessly less than two inches from her neck, and smiled evilly: "No way, what kind of person to deal with, I can only think of what kind of tricks, this is called fighting poison with poison." ”

Jian Ling moved, and found that she had been firmly controlled by him unconsciously, and her body couldn't find any possibility of counterattacking at all, and the feeling of complete passivity made her very unhappy, and her tone immediately became bad: "If you have something to say, let it go." ”

"Hehe, you can help me think of a way to keep Major General Zhou in a state of extreme excitement for a short period of time, just like he has a nervous disorder."

Jian Ling immediately understood what he meant: "You want to help him get rid of his crimes?" ”

She should have thought a long time ago, as a dignified lieutenant general, how could she personally come to the 414 base to meddle in such a small case? This guy came prepared