Outside the hospital's intensive care room, Team Xiao was looking through the window at Kane lying on the bed.

Kane was still unconscious, his right hand was hung in the air with a strap, and he had a xenophobic fixation brace on his hand, and the alloy awl was stuck in the flesh, and it hurt to watch.

One of his legs was in a cast, and the rest of his body was mostly covered with gauze or bandages. Team Xiao stared at his closed eyes, the bedside sign monitor was ticking, and the rhythm was so steady that one wondered if he would wake up again.

"Doctor, what's going on with him now? How long does it take to wake up? Team Xiao asked.

The doctor flipped through the report a few times in his hand and said, "At present, I am out of danger, but because I have a very serious concussion, it is possible for as little as three or four days, and as much as a month, which is hard to say." ”

Team Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, but was still worried. According to Kane, the murderer in this morning's case is also a mentally ill person, and this kind of criminal is different from other criminals, there is no obvious logic of interest, and it is very difficult to track down.

Moreover, this kind of criminal is extremely emotionally unstable, and he does not know when he will commit the crime again, and the interval will become more and more frequent. Wave after wave of unevenness, Team Xiao sighed a little tiredly: "There have been more and more crazy people recently." ”

Hongyu, who was standing on the side, asked, "Boss, what should I do now?" ”

Team Xiao looked at Kane in the custody room and pondered for a while.

"Crazy people are not common, you have to find someone who knows how to do it." He turned around and instructed Hongyu to say, "You go to Handa to check the origin of the deceased, and I will go to see someone." ”

[People?] Who is it? ]

"Hey, wait..."Before Hongyu could ask, Team Xiao had already walked a long way.

Hongyu sighed helplessly.

[Henda, I don't know anyone in this university, where can I find the right person?] ]

Suddenly, he thought of someone.

[By the way, Gu Chenxi!] ]

In the afternoon, Shen Cheng sat on a four-legged chair wearing a blue-gray knitted sweater, and the delicate polyester fiber cushions were inlaid on the woodwork, simple and comfortable.

This is his studio, with a few pastel-colored paintings hanging on the walls, a pot of small palms in the corner of the room, and a row of bookshelves with many philosophical books on them.

The hazy sunlight shines through the windshield window, and with the table lamp on the table, the room is just right, giving people just the right amount of warmth.

"My spirit has been broken, it has been eroded." Opposite Shen Cheng sat a young woman, sobbing and saying to him, "Maybe it can't be repaired, anyway.... It's just not good anyway. ”

Shen Cheng lifted his glasses and wrote them down in his notes with a pen.

"Your exaggerated rhetorical devices are still alive, and it seems to me that you are as radiant as ever." He looked up and said to the young woman with a smile.

The woman smiled, feeling a little better when he said this.

"I've been having insomnia lately, having nightmares, and always can't remember what I used to do." She picked up a tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I can vaguely remember some memories in my dreams, but every time I go to him, he always ignores me. ”

Hearing this, Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows lightly and asked, "Did you go to the psychiatric hospital to visit your ex-husband again?" ”

The young woman nodded at him, Shen Cheng's expression was a little more serious than before, and said to the young woman,

"In order to overcome your post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), I would advise you to stay away from the people who have been abusing you as much as possible."

The young woman smiled helplessly, and the sun shone through her eyes, refracting from the tears in the corners of her eyes. Her face was a little haggard, and she looked pitiful.

It may be the patient's instinct, she was reluctant to look at Shen Cheng when it came to the critical point, so she turned her gaze away. After looking around, she saw several dolls on the shelves and jars on the table full of lollipops.

Shen Cheng followed her gaze and smiled when he saw what it was.

"You have a sweet tooth?" The young woman asked.

"Uh... No, the children in the orphanage occasionally have some problems, and I diagnose and treat them for free on Saturdays and Sundays. Shen Cheng turned his head and smiled at her, "I will hide the medicine in the sugar when necessary." ”

The young woman laughed again, more than ever before. She looked at the man in front of her and felt that he could be trusted.

"My ex-husband and I had a child before, and then he took the child on a trip and had a car accident on the way...."The young woman choked up again, "He felt that it was his fault, and then collapsed." ”

"He... He said I didn't fasten the seatbelt for the kid in the back seat, but... But I thought I was tied—" she clutched her head in pain with her hands, crying, "I just wanted to know if I had tied it in the first place, but my head hurt." ”

Every time she tried to explore that memory, her head ached sharply, and her pulse throbbed.

Shen Cheng sighed, he stood up and went to the water dispenser to get her a cup of warm water, took out two pills from the medicine cabinet and returned to her.

"Give."

The young woman thanked him and took the glass of water in his hand.

"This is a piece of sheep's horn, which is used to treat headaches."

She took the pills, and her mood improved a lot under Shen Cheng's comfort. Then, Shen Cheng chatted with her for nearly forty minutes, and after carefully understanding the situation, he prescribed her some medicines and made a long list.

"When you go back, you should take your medicine on time, reduce the contact with electronic devices, and interact more with friends." Before leaving, Shen Cheng instructed her on matters.

The young woman turned to him and thanked him, then pushed the door open and left the room.

After the woman left, Shen Cheng pressed his arm and turned left and right twice, and his lumbar spine clicked twice. He sat down in the boss's chair behind his desk and took a pleasant sip of hot tea.

'Da Da Da'

Less than two minutes after he sat down, there was another knock at the door.

[Alas....]

"Please come in! The door is unlocked. He shouted towards the door.

As soon as he finished speaking, a muscular man walked in.

"Mr. Xiao!"

After seeing the faces of the comers, Shen Cheng hurriedly walked over from behind the table and shook hands with Team Xiao.

"Rude, sit."

After a polite exchange, Shen Cheng made a cup of coffee for Team Xiao, and the two sat on the pair of chairs where they had just talked to the young woman.

Team Xiao raised his cup and took a sip, smashing his mouth, and the facial features on his face twisted together.

"Well, I still can't get used to this thing." Team Xiao sighed with a smile.

Shen Cheng smiled with him and asked, "Is there anything wrong with Team Xiao coming to me today?" ”

Team Xiao raised his eyes to look at him, put the cup in his hand aside, took out a document from the file bag behind him, and handed it to Shen Cheng.

"A body was found in the park this morning, and it was reported that it was killed last night, but there is something special about this murderer. Since I have also consulted you when I was handling the case before, I came to talk to you. ”

"Oh?" Shen Cheng became interested, he took the document and flipped through it.

Shen Cheng and Team Xiao met in a case the year before last, when a murder case occurred, and the murderer was meticulous and couldn't find useful clues for a while.

At that time, it happened to catch up with Kane to return to China, and in desperation, Team Xiao looked around for a psychiatrist in the city, wanting to get a similar behavior profile, and later it was Shen Cheng who helped solve the case, and Team Xiao got to know him.

Team Xiao picked up the cup of coffee again, tried to take another sip, and said, "We suspect that the murderer is a psychopath, and he gouged out the victim's eyes. ”

Shen Cheng turned to the page of the photo of the corpse, and the victim in the photo stared at a pair of empty eye sockets, like two abysses, pitch black and bottomless.

He looked at the photo, his expression was a little subtle, and his unnatural smile revealed a puzzle and some curiosity.

"Why did he gouge out his eyes?" Team Xiao asked.

For him, gouging out his eyes meant a special psychological need. The eye acts as a receiver of visual information to the brain, and it can make the brain feel pleasant as well as painful. ”

Team Xiao took his coffee cup and began to sound earnestly.

"There's a theory in our line that the brain is responsible for arbiting people's fear responses." Shen Cheng took a sip of his coffee and continued, "Fear can be both motivating and vulnerable, and I guess the murderer in this case wants the latter." ”

Shen Cheng flipped through the next photo, which was the letter left by the murderer, he pushed down his glasses and read it carefully.

"When did you start wearing glasses too?" Team Xiao asked

He glanced up at Team Xiao and said, "No, it's just for eye protection." ”

Then, Shen Cheng read out the words on the letter.

"Dear policeman, I believe that you are also the darling of the gods, but unfortunately I am in hell and they destroyed my eyes."

"I see them, I can see everything now, are there flowers here? But those butterflies are the embodiment of Satan, and I will look at everything for you..."

After listening, Team Xiao felt a little confused, and asked suspiciously, "What is written here?" Can you tell what he's writing? ”

"Aha, yes, I've met patients with brain damage before, and that's what they wrote." Shen Cheng replied to him.

"Can you see what that means?"

Shen Cheng pursed his lips and said, "It seems that he used himself as the messenger of the gods to take revenge in the name of the gods, uh.... You may be looking for someone who is a devout believer and who is also related to the dead. ”

"The murderer is in a very poor mental state, and he should have been a person who has not appeared in public recently." He raised his head to look at Team Xiao and asked, "Do you know the cause of death of the corpse?" ”

"The medical examiner said it was because of cardiac arrest." Team Xiao said.

"Is it because of a heart attack?"

Team Xiao shook his head, "No, this victim's heart is very healthy. And according to the medical examiner, the odds of getting sick are very low for people his age. ”

Shen Cheng flipped out a photo, which was a close-up of the victim's wrist, with an obvious blood mark on the wrist and a few blood marks on the palm that seemed to have been picked out by something.

"There was an external force that caused the cardiac arrest." He carefully observed the photo and explained to Team Shaw, "He clenched his fists so tightly and for too long that his nails were embedded in the flesh." ”

Shen Cheng looked up at Team Xiao and said, "It looks like he's scared to death by something." ”

"What could it be?" Team Xiao muttered to himself.

"There are no obvious fatal injuries, and there are not many things that can scare people to death without torture... Or..."

Suddenly, Shen Cheng seemed to think of something. He looked at the photo, the corners of his mouth curled.

"Or maybe he's drugged somewhere."