James had a terrible day, fatigue was tied to the job, and James had nothing to complain about. But at this time, the pain of being pressed by a psychiatrist, James does not feel that he deserves it!

Remember, it was arranged by Anthony to force him to follow the rules.

"I don't want to talk about any of the things you mentioned!" James's gaze was not on Emilia, but on the pen that Emilia was holding and writing! Especially if Emilia can guard against.

"Then we don't have anything to talk about. "Emilia turned the page again, apparently on purpose, to create the feeling of 'I wrote many, many things that you would never want me to write, but I didn't just write and wouldn't let you see it,' well, psychiatrist.

"What do you have for lunch? Is that all you want to talk about? Sorry, I don't want to. ”

James suddenly became hungry and subconsciously touched his stomach. Yes, at noon when Zach was still at the police station, James was not in the mood to eat even Zack, the guy who was tortured to the police station, was given a special police working meal!

Emilia frowned, it was her duty to observe the patient, and James's small movements would not escape her eyes, "You didn't eat." This sentence is a statement.

James nodded instinctively.

Emilia shook her head, walked to the desk again, and brought a bowl of rainbow gummies to James, which was supposed to be something to relax the patient, "It's stupid that a police officer who needs to be impartial should let himself go hungry. Emilia was very polite, "Don't you all have common sense, most of the small-scale law and order conflicts in society are caused by the instability of the love xù, and low blood sugar is one of the triggers of the irritability. Hum. How do you make Barton 'civilians' trust their protectors!"

James glanced at Emilia, frowned, but still reached out and touched a handful of candy and stuffed it into his mouth, "Is this your specialty, hungry." So there is a crime. ”

"Yes, do you have an opinion. Emilia looked down at James, "I may not know how to shoot, I don't know martial arts, but I have a degree in criminal psychology. Emilia pointed to a hanging certificate on the wall, "Do you want me to teach you a lesson, detective?" ”

James wanted to refute it, but the reality was so speechless. Have you ever seen and heard complaints about waiting for food in restaurants, queues up outside fast food restaurants to beat each other, and vehicles rushing to the road under the take-out window to catch the rear-end collision? That's the evidence of reality.

Criminal psychology studies not all those chilling serial murder cases, but there are still such small and fresh ......

James was forced to go to Emilia for psychotherapy for a reason, and Emilia's profession at least partially overlapped with that of the police.

Wait, pro?, James stopped as he chewed on the gummy.

"Hmph. Looking at James Emilia sneered, "Are you ready for class? Do you need me to give you a new notebook to take notes, detective." ”

It can be assumed that Emilia has overlapping specialties and is assigned to psychotherapy for the police. It is an effort by the authorities to change the preconceived notions of the police about psychiatrists.

But the facts, it seems, have not changed. The relationship between the two groups remains bad, even ...... Mutual contempt.

James frowned and looked at Amilia, "Yes, give me a piece of paper and a pen." ”

Emilia was a little surprised. Pulling the corners of his mouth, he casually tore off a crooked blank piece of paper from his notebook, took a pen at random, and threw it to James. Emilia doesn't think so, and she won't waste her tongue really giving a lesson to the police. She wanted to know what James was going to do.

James didn't mind, he shook the pen, thought about the words, looked at Emilia seriously, and said, "Do you want to hear me about the case, okay, I'll say." ”

Emilia pursed her lips, staring at James's seriousness, and waved her hand, "Please." ”

James thought for a moment again and began, "One early morning, I was watching. James tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Stalking means ......"

"I'm not stupid, I know what stalking is. Emilia rolled her eyes, she felt the direction, "Detective, are you really consulting, I'm a doctor, you're a patient." I'm not your advisor. ”

James tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Do you want to charge for it?" ”

Emilia didn't want to speak, the doctor-patient relationship had been proven to be a waste of three hours in silence. With a wave of her hand, she motioned for James to continue.

"At three or four o'clock in the morning, but on the road there are still occasional drunk people, on the dark streets, well, act. James continued, "There's something special about this place, lots of bars, but it's neglected to manage ......."

"You mean the Southeast? ”

James frowned, this is incomprehensible, does not describe the geographical environment, cannot make a correct scenario layout, and the description is too obvious - Becky's neon shines all night, and it can only be the southeast. James could only nod.

"Not long ago......," James said, waving his hand, "two days ago, this place ...... There had just been a homicide in the southeast, so it wasn't safe there. ”

Emilia looked thoughtful, "I didn't see anything on the news in the southeast two days ago. ”

James didn't want to answer this question, and deliberately ignored it, for reasons that everyone should understand.

"It's not just ...... people who live in the Southeast," James considered the words, "the social diaspora." ”

Emilia nodded and motioned to continue. This means that in addition to the gangs that do not make a climate, there are still ordinary citizens living there.

"So, when I see an ordinary person walking on a street like this in the early hours of the morning, I have an obligation to tell him that it is dangerous in the vicinity......"

James was interrupted, shaking his head with disdain, "How do you distinguish between a 'social diaspora' and an ordinary person, detective?"

Please read this sentence with what Emilia said, if there is no homicide in the Southeast, there is no homicide in the southeast.

It can only be distinguished by preconceived notions, right, this should be the sensitivity of psychological majors. Is stereotype a disease? No, but a psychological problem.

James clenched his pen tightly, "Do you want me to continue?"

The truth is that James will express his disappointment with the police department in front of Zach, and in front of Emilia, he can't do it yet.

Emilia waved her hand, "You say." ”

"This guy was about my age, in pajamas, covered in cartoon patterns I knew when I was a kid. James was explaining, "You should have experienced that era, and you would become a hero of the car." You're going to ask me how I distinguish between ordinary people, and that's why, even when I see someone dressed like this, I want to go up and beat him! Are you satisfied?"

Emilia tugged at the corners of her mouth, and she was not polite, "This shows that when you were a child, you pinned your hopes on impossible illusory characters to save themselves, there are shadows." When I grow up, I reject the hope of the past and want to get rid of the past, so I think like this. ”

"Say whatever you want. James didn't want to go any further into the topic, "You didn't hear the point I said, he's about the same age as me, pajamas, the fashion patterns of kids from the last era. ”

"What the hell are you asking?" Emilia was also a little impatient. Didn't she say it herself, she couldn't shoot, she couldn't fight, but she had a certain degree that pointed to a clear specialty. The treatment now becomes being consulted, and of course there will be impatience.

"Since I'm going to tell him that it's not safe outside, I'm going to talk to him, dissuade him, agree?!" James continued angrily. But there is clearly a ...... in this man's words and deeds Question!"

James looked at Emilia and suddenly whispered to himself, "He should be here, not me." ”

James sighed and shook his head helplessly, "In short, he doesn't look like an adult, very naïve, what is this, what do you call such a person." The pen in his hand had been dotted with crooked paper, and James was about to write down the name Emilia had given.

Emilia looked at James, "Is he a suspect?" Emilia still looked at her with contempt, "I won't use my professionalism to satisfy your dirty thoughts of slandering strangers and ordinary people on the street." ”

James frowned, how to answer?

James clenched his fists, "Yes!"

Emilia thought for a moment, stood up, and walked to the Wen Jiàn cabinet next to the office, "Be more specific." ”

This is the next strategy, in order to open James's psychological defenses, Emilia decides to sugarcoat her offense.

Emilia opened the cabinet, "There was a fire in the nursing home in the southern district, and the patients were temporarily evacuated. Many patients' profiles are scattered across psychotherapy clinics for easy consultation. Emilia glanced at James, "I guess you missed the identity of this man, and now you don't know where to find him, right?" ”

James nodded.

Emilia nodded, "To be more specific, all I can do is double-check if there are any similar patient profiles." Of course, Wen Jiàn, I can't give it to you. You want to see, you want to, take a search warrant. ”

James's face instantly became ugly and hideous.

Search warrant. Now that the above has clearly given instructions to let go of this case, where will he go to get a search warrant!(To be continued......