"According to a Western family, one out of every 500 people around us is an undetected murderer.

In other words, according to her, one murderer is around us every 500 people who are swaggering around and pacing around as if nothing happened.

If this is the case, then how horrible is the world we live in. ”

When Zhang Mei walked into the outpatient room, the sound of reading came out of the outpatient room.

The wind blowing through the corridor on the fifth floor blew through Zhang Mei's neck, and the lawyer shuddered.

The assistant on the side naturally didn't notice it, and the assistant's eyes didn't dare to stay on this lawyer for a long time on weekdays.

It is people like Zhang Mei who are not angry and arrogant.

Now, Zhang Mei felt that his knees were a little weak, although he was followed by an assistant and two workers carrying a set of drums waiting in the corridor.

Looking at Mu Chun again, leaning back in his chair at half past nine in the morning, his whole face buried behind a book, not at all like what a doctor should look like.

I don't have to read books at work on weekdays, but I read it today, but I also read a creepy sentence.

It probably means that the speaker has no intention of listening, and the listener has a heart.

When Mu Chun turned his face sideways and saw Zhang Mei, he saw a tense face, as if he had been frightened by something.

"Lawyer Zhang? What wind is blowing you in? ”

Mu Chun said with a hippie smile.

"The drum you want is here, where do you put it?"

Zhang Mei said angrily.

As soon as Mu Chun heard the drum coming, he suddenly jumped up, "Hey, it's next to the piano, in that corner of the wall." It turned out that there was a pot of tiger pills over there, and you see, I had moved it to my chair, and there was a corner over there that could fit a set of drums, and I had designed them all in size. ”

Mu Chun consciously walked outside the door and beckoned the workers to move the drum into the outpatient room, and at the same time, he didn't forget to ask, "This should be equipped with a small chair, it seems to be the kind that can be lifted and lowered, suitable for people of different heights." ”

"You've done a lot of research."

"This is how it should be, we as doctors have always had to think more."

After the workers were busy, Mu Chun pulled Zhang Mei's assistant to debug the drum kit, and after debugging, he happily tried it for a while, and the outpatient room was noisy.

Zhang Mei has been upset these days, the quieter the better, and he doesn't want to be disturbed in the office, he doesn't even want to answer the phone, and he can delay it if he explains that the assistant has no urgent matter.

In the morning, he was willing to go out to find Mu Chun, also because in the morning Chu Sisi asked if Teacher Mu Chun asked his mother to buy something.

Zhang Mei gritted his teeth, thinking that he owed no one a favor and didn't owe Mu Chun, this guy was very weird, and he even asked Chu Sisi to urge him, which was a bit excessive.

Zhang Mei actually wronged Mu Chun, Chu Sisi's original words in this matter were a question, which meant to ask Zhang Mei, "Did Teacher Mu Chun ask my mother to buy something recently?" ”

Because Zhang Mei remembered the drum kit in his heart, he thought that Chu Sisi was entrusted by Mu Chun to urge the goods.

Although I was bored in my heart, I still wanted to send the drum kit to Mu Chun in person.

After Mu Chun finished debugging, Zhang Mei asked the assistant to go back to the company first, saying that he still had some things to do, so the assistant naturally left the hospital without saying a word.

"Mu Chun, you go back to your seat and sit down, I have something to ask you."

"Ask me? Don't be a shredding case or a gas poisoning incident, I've been hearing too much lately. ”

A hint of doubt flashed in the corner of Zhang Mei's eyes.

What's going on with this Mu Chun, why does it have an unpredictable prophetic appearance, and when did the physical and mental science become so magical?

"I wanted to ask you about that book."

"Oh, that's a mystery book written by Yokozo Masashi in 1947, the name is "Murderer", and I was reading the beginning just now." Mu Chun confessed honestly.

Then, he stood up and asked Zhang Mei if he wanted coffee or soda.

"Iced coffee!" Zhang Mei said unceremoniously.

"You see, I'll just say that refrigerators are a good thing, when there were no refrigerators before...... There was no ice. ”

Mu Chun turned his back to Zhang Mei, and before he could turn on the coffee machine, he heard a gentle sound of the door closing.

"Why do you want to read this reasoning at work, is Dr. Mu Chun planning to change his career to become a detective?"

After closing the door, Zhang Mei asked.

"It's just a hobby.,I've liked to read reasoning since I was a child.,I'm more interested in ontological reasoning.,Social reasoning.。 Mu Chun explained slightly.

"Over the years, many suspense movies have also been closely related to human nature, such as Keigo Higashino's "After School", and there used to be a movie called "Identity"."

"Identity" seems to be about a stormy night, 11 people are forced to stay in a dilapidated motel, and as time goes on, people continue to die, and the next deceased's door number can always be found by the deceased's side. So everyone gathered to analyze what they had in common, and were shocked to find that all of them were born on the same day, the same month, and the same year. ”

Zhang Mei nodded, touched the diamond stud earrings on the right side, and said, "Yes, I was shocked to watch it at the time, and the director's brain hole is really big." ”

"It's [dissociative identity disorder]."

"Dissociative identity disorder?" Zhang Mei repeated and looked at Mu Chun suspiciously.

"Well, the most popular and popular film and television work in dissociative disorder is probably dissociative identity disorder, Lawyer Zhang is very good at English, maybe I can say its English name Lawyer Zhang can understand what dissociative identity disorder is.

The most important feature of this dissociative disorder is that there are two or more different personalities that alternately control a person's behavior. ”

After listening to this, Zhang Mei seemed to understand or not, holding the cup firmly in both hands, and it had already become cold.

"Will normal people also have this situation, such as being the same person at ordinary times, but suddenly becoming another personality at some point, that is, another self?"

"It's still relatively rare." After Mu Chun finished speaking, he returned to his seat with a coffee cup, "Lawyer Zhang is here to learn about dissociative identity disorder today?" ”

"No, it's not." Zhang Mei immediately denied it.

After Zhang Mei denied it, Mu Chun didn't speak, picked up the book of Henggou Zhengshi again, and started reading it from the beginning, "There is a murderer out of every five hundred people who is swaggering around as if nothing happened.

If this is the case, then how horrible is the world we live in. ’”

Reading this, Mu Chun stopped, leaning against the edge of the table, looking at Zhang Mei with both eyes, and only when Zhang Mei also focused his eyes on Mu Chun did he slowly speak, "Ah, Lawyer Zhang, do you think that the person who is usually around you will suddenly become a murderer or will it be a murderer who is hiding?" ”

"Probably not, at least in the ...... around the sea" Zhang Mei shook his head and looked at Mu Chun again, "Doctor Mu, what do you mean?" ”

"What I mean is relatively simple, my last expression book, do you remember Lawyer Zhang?"

"Mu Chun, I originally came today to tell you about that book, and it was you who brought the topic to the murderer of Yokogou Masashi.

I've read that book, those paintings are very good, and I've already called Pan Xiaoqing. ”

"Pan Xiaoqing? Is it just Pan Xiaoqing? ”

Zhang Meigang felt that Mu Chun was so charming when he analyzed the movie, and he was deducted from his friendliness value by his indecent appearance.

"Lawyer Zhang, that book is very important, in case there are really bad people around many people, they can also make predictions early through these expressions, right? Attention is there.

For example, have you seen a set of pictures I drew about the relationship between husband and wife? Let me tell you, in the FBI, these things are not metaphysics, they are very logical and scientifically based, and the conclusions based on a large number of statistical calculations, not to mention lawyers, even ordinary people have a certain meaning.

Of course, I'm not saying how accurate they are, but you should pay more attention to them.

In case the person who lives under the same roof every day, eats at the same table every day, and sleeps by the pillow every night, there is a criminal who hides the facts and terrible secrets of the crime, or this person orchestrates a perfect crime! ”

After Mu Chun finished speaking, the outpatient room suddenly fell silent, as if the world had been pressed the pause button.

"Well, it's an entertainment book, and this kind of picture book is quite interesting."

You are right to think that while judging a person's thoughts and emotional state by expression and posture is not an absolute science, there is some value in reading it as entertainment, for example, when people are frightened, nervous, and in pain, their pupils dilate, and when they are tired and upset.

When two people are talking, looking upwards may indicate that they are thinking or trying to recall a memory; When a person looks down, it may indicate obedience or guilt; If the eye does not make eye contact with the other person, it may indicate that he is not interested in the conversation or is absent-minded.

Husbands and wives or lovers often make eye contact, touch each other's hands, arms or shoulders, often hold each other's hands, and approach each other when they talk, which are all signs of love between husband and wife. On the other hand, if you are used to facing away from each other, crossing your arms or legs when you speak, slamming the door in anger, often having tight lips or pouting, and suddenly wanting to keep your distance from each other, and often being silent, these are all useful signs, and I think that according to Yokozo Masashi's book, if there is really potential danger around us......

Mr. Zhang, do you think it is necessary to publish this book? ”

Zhang Mei did feel that what Mu Chun said made some sense, especially her husband Chen Weiwei's strange behavior in the past few months was actually very similar to the paintings in Mu Chun's album.

During that time, Chen Weiwei often showed indifference, and Zhang Mei still remembers it vividly.

Spending the night in the north-facing study, no longer accompanying Zhang Mei for a night walk, these are also very consistent with Mu Chun's description.

What's more, Chen Weiwei did have some problems, but fortunately, Mu Chun seems to have solved them.

Forget it, I have already thanked him for this matter, and there is no need to thank him again

Besides, this drum kit is not cheap, so I should thank him for his help.

There was silence again, Zhang Mei didn't speak, and Mu Chun didn't prepare to speak.

The droplets of water around the cup that gradually condensed flowed into Zhang Mei's palm, becoming more and more cold.

She didn't seem to notice, her hands still holding the cup.

At this moment, Zhang Mei's mobile phone suddenly rang.

She frowned, already guessing who was calling.

Sure enough, it was indeed Hu Na, the wife of the chairman of the New Wind Group, who was on the other end of the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Hu Na was very angry and said that the police had no basis for saying that Liu Mei was suspected of murder and took Liu Mei away.

Zhang Mei didn't have an outpatient room, just stood up and walked to the windowsill with his mobile phone.

"I'll go find out the situation, don't worry, did Liu Mei say anything before she left with the police?"

Although the relationship between the two families is good, the Liu family has not contacted Zhang Mei since the incident with Ikeda, and it is precisely because of the good relationship between everyone that Zhang Mei and Chen Weiwei also decided that if the Liu family does not take the initiative to contact, they had better not ask first.

Now, Zhang Mei was naturally not too surprised when he received the call, but he didn't expect the police to take him away directly.

"This stupid girl confessed, she said that Ikeda was killed by her."

"What? How so? Zhang Mei was surprised.

If you admit such things as killing people and dismembering corpses, wouldn't that push you into hell?

On the other end of the phone, Liu Mei's mother didn't cry because she was frightened, but her voice was almost inaudible, and her vocal cords made a particularly dry sound because of the tightness.

Zhang Mei comforted a little and hung up the phone.

After returning to his seat, Zhang Mei asked Mu Chun to borrow a computer.

"Can I go to YouTube?" Zhang Mei asked.

Mu Chun opened his round mouth and blinked incredibly, "Lawyer Zhang, you are a lawyer, are you kidding, what is my place here, you actually asked me if I can be on YouTube?" ”

"Mu Chun, you're not a serious doctor."

"Of course I'm a serious doctor. Proxy servers. ”

"Set it up." Zhang Mei's hands trembled.

It was only after hanging up the phone that she became nervous, as she had met Ms. Liu and Mr. Ikeda, and she had sent blessings and a pricey piece of jewelry at their wedding.

Now that Ikeda's body has not been fully found, Liu Mei says that she did everything.

How is this possible, Liu Mei is a girl who can't even hold a knife.

"Alright, set it up."

Looking at Zhang Mei, who was unable to give up, Mu Chun handed over a piece of chocolate.

"Eat, Chu Sisi bought it, I'm afraid you won't be able to support it, no one will give first aid if you faint in the physical and mental department, I don't know those first aid methods."

"Thank you." Zhang Mei's eyes were hot, and he felt a burst of comfort inexplicably.

Zhang Mei, who has seen many strong winds and waves, his hands tremble, and when he taps the keyboard, it seems that he is pressing a spring with a hard-boiled egg.

It took her two minutes to get the 7 letters of YouTube right.