At this point in the analysis, the level of this crisis seems to have risen further.

Alarm!

After Qiu Ping saw the word "alarm", he hesitated for a long time, "What if, in case it's a joke, should I take another look, I'm asking who knows about it, I'm asking if I can see the previous content." I'm trying to find out who this girl is. ”

Six hours, I don't know what happened before, and I don't know how the girl is now, if it was a girl in the slim group before, giving Qiu Ping a little time should be able to ask for specific information about this girl, but it's too late now.

Mu Chun had more than a dozen possible situations for girls now, and the most terrifying thing was that she was trying to ask for help but couldn't send a distress message for various reasons.

Or, just like Qiu Ping's reaction when he heard the alarm, he was nervous and scared.

Also, the shame of not wanting people to know.

This feeling is the same for men and women, adults and children who have become self-conscious.

It is true that it may take a long time for the impact of calling the police to gradually improve, and it is difficult to predict what kind of trouble will arise, but it is clear that Qiu Ping's thoughts also need to be taken into account, and perhaps it is not appropriate to call the police.

But there is only one life, and if you hesitate, you will be defeated.

There must be a priority level, and the first in line is naturally to survive.

When people die, it's too late for anything.

Thinking of this, Qiu Ping's message appeared on the phone screen I called the police, sorry doctor, I hesitated, I shouldn't hesitate, I am a person who has experienced all this, I know that a minute of delay is one step closer to death, one step closer to irreparable.

A minute ago, Liu Yiming received Qiu Ping's phone call from 11-0, "It is said that there is a person who is committing suicide on live broadcast, but we can't find where this person is now, can the information department help investigate." ”

Two minutes later, Liu Yiming called Mu Chun.

"Doctor Mu, I have an urgent call for help here, a girl is killing herself, her location is currently being investigated, and there should be a result soon, but what else can we do now? I mean, I think this thing is similar to Yu Li's thing before, I'm worried" Liu Yiming didn't know what to say later.

"It's a bit similar to Yu Li's incident, it's all related to the Internet, but it's not exactly the same, this time, the girl may be taking the initiative to ask for help, but I don't know the content of the live broadcast before, and I'm also troubled by what to do, since someone has called the police, then we each think about what we can do first, and then keep in touch at any time."

"Wait a minute, Teacher Mu Chun, I have a way to quickly know the content before the live broadcast, and it should be faster than we are here, but if I want Chu Sisi to help, I will go and talk to Chu Sisi."

Liu Yiming hung up the phone after speaking.

Mu Chun didn't know what Liu Yiming was talking about, maybe he was a very powerful hacker, after all, it was normal for Chu Sisi's whole family to have some special channels, and when the slim thing happened, Liu Yiming seemed to have gone to find a person, and then got enough data information, this person should be very powerful.

If that's the case, you'll soon find out what's going on.

"Hold on, hold on." Mu Chun said to the girl in his heart.

Every time I say it, my heart hurts.

When he was anxious, Fang Ming finally brought some good news, "Zhou Ming's mother is here, this mother is barely a charitable mother in front of her children, but when she talks to us, she is"

"Is it really a lie?" Mu Chun asked with a frown.

"Yes, I guess I want to stay in the hospital, why should I stay in the hospital? The two next to him are cancer patients, and the effect after the operation is not very good, and his parents also know that this kind of place is not suitable for children to live more, and they should go back to recuperate when they are cured. ”

"Because he won't be able to see his mother when he goes back, and he can see his mother if he pretends to be sick and stays in the hospital, that's the reason." Mu Chun said while looking at his phone.

"What? What did you say? Fang Ming didn't react for a while.

Mu Chun's speech just now was not too fast, Fang Ming repeated Mu Chun's words in his mind, and just wanted to ask a few more words, but Mu Chun's hand had already pulled Fang Ming's wrist, "I'm going to go first, have you been driving, are you going back to the hospital now?" ”

"Hospital? Okay, you can go back, Zhou Ming doesn't need treatment here for the time being, if he wants to stay"

Fang Ming didn't finish speaking, Mu Chun seemed to know exactly what he was worried about, what he was going to say.

I saw Mu Chun take off his white coat and say, "It's best to stay in the hospital first, and it's best to rest in the hospital for a while if you can." ”

How can it be best in the hospital? Before Fang Ming could figure it out, he was pulled by Mu Chun to the elevator entrance.

Fang Ming thought that Qiu Ping's news just now must be something urgent, for a surgeon, the patient's condition is the most urgent, and for a psychologist, what is the most nervous?

Colleagues for so long, even when the slim incident happened, Mu Chun also looked like a strategist, why was Mu Chun so nervous today.

Is there anything terrible going on with a psychologist? Speaking of which, if it is Qiu Ping's suicide every time, it is really a headache.

Fang Ming persuaded the girls in the group who wanted to commit suicide, he knew that he could only do his best to do this, and no one could guarantee that he would be able to persuade another person not to commit suicide.

Is this the kind of thing that psychosomaticians encounter every day?

That's a real headache, it's better to be a surgeon.

Fang Ming drove the car on the road around the sea winter, the heating in the car couldn't get hot at all, and Mu Chun's face looked as cold as the cold winter in January. His hand was holding his phone all the time, engrossed in what he was thinking.

Seeing Mu Chun like this, Fang Ming didn't dare to speak.

The plane trees on both sides of the street have lost their last few leaves, and the sight of it makes people feel a sense of desolation.

Mu Chun suddenly sighed, "In the winter of the northern hemisphere, there are really some people who can't survive it. ”

Fang Ming heard clearly, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Winter in the Northern Hemisphere is just cold. Why can't you get through it? ”

"It's a long story, but January shouldn't be the season for suicides, what's going on?" Mu Chun looked at his phone and then at the time on his wrist.

Fang Ming was also very puzzled, were these two times different, would there be any difference?

A northern hemisphere and a southern hemisphere?