"In that case, I wonder if Dr. Song can provide a record of the consultation during this period?"

"This." Song Mu held his chin with his hand and hesitated. "Officer Wang, you also know that the moral bottom line of a psychiatrist is to keep the counselor's secret. It's a bit of a hard thing for me to ask for that. ”

On this point, Dr. Song can rest assured. I can assure you that the patient's information will never be known to a third person other than me. Wang Shen looked at Song Mu, and there was no intention of asking too much in his tone.

"Okay then." Song Mu nodded helplessly, got up from the chair, and walked to the door.

"Xu Wen, bring the visit record." Song Mu pushed open the door of the office and commanded the secretary. It didn't take long for the secretary to hand over a notebook to Song Mu's hands. Song Mu took the notebook at the door of the office and closed the door.

"This is our visit record, and every guest who visits, whether patient or not, will be recorded in detail. The time of visit, the reason for visiting, and the time of departure are all available. Song Mu took the notebook in his hand and explained to Wang Shen the main information recorded in the notebook. But Song Mu did not hand over the notebook to Wang Shen, but turned around and walked to the photocopier placed in the corner. Song Mu clinkerically operated the photocopier. The photocopier began to spin, and there was a slight vibration.

A few minutes later, Song Mu took the copied paper out of the photocopier and walked to Wang Shen's side. "That's it, a month's worth of visits." Song Mu handed these records into Wang Shen's hands. "I'm really sorry, but I still have to protect the privacy of my visitors, so I only made copies of the records for nearly a month. These records should be more than enough for you to track down the thief who stole the diary. ”

Wang Shen looked at the thick pile of paper in his hand, nodded and smiled at Song Mu. "Dr. Song is really young, and so many people come to consult in a month."

When Song Mu heard Wang Shen's words, he only responded with a smile. Wang Shen looked down at the documents in his hand, and the entire office fell into absolute silence for a while. Wang Shen finished flipping through the documents in his hand, but no one wanted to be the first to break the balance.

Wang Shen rolled up the pile of paper in his hand, and finally looked up at Song Mu. "Doctor Song, it's not entirely for Han Mo's business this time." After Wang Shen said this, the two fell into a short silence again. The expression on Song Mu's face changed slightly, the eyebrows on the black-framed glasses trembled slightly, and a little worry appeared between the eyebrows.

"I want to hear about it." Song Mu still picked up the water cup on the table with his left hand, and said lightly after taking a sip of water.

Wang Shen nodded. "San? And Liang Li, do you know each other? After Wang Shen identified the suspect, the way of questioning was generally more direct.

Song Mu's eyebrows twitched slightly, staring at Wang Shen's eyes, and then shook his head naturally.

"Where was Dr. Song last night?"

"Yesterday I stayed up all night in the office analyzing a patient's file." After speaking, Song Mu rummaged on the desk, found a file bag, and put it on the desk. "It's this person's file." Song Mu pointed to the file bag on the desk and said.

"Is there anyone who can prove it for you?"

"My secretary also worked overtime with me last night. She left a little earlier than me, though, but it was already early in the morning. That's why I'm so late to the office today. No way, I'm old, and my body can't stand staying up late anymore. Wang Shen laughed self-deprecatingly.

Wang Shen analyzed what Song Mu said. The alibi provided by Song Mu is basically consistent with the facts narrated by the secretary. However, this alibi has a number of loopholes. First, the secretary, as a person who is close to Song Mu, does not rule out the possibility that he will help Song Mu make a false certificate. However, this is still relatively unlikely. For Song Mu, his purpose in creating an alibi was to kill someone. So he must not want more people to be involved. Even if the secretary didn't know Song Mu's purpose, in case one day the secretary leaked the fact that he had deliberately created an alibi. This was a fatal blow to Song Mu. Second, if the secretary did not tell a lie and did see "Song Mu" in the office all night, it does not mean that Song Mu himself must be sitting in the office. Wang Shen also played this trick when he was in high school. Although Wang Shen excelled in his studies, he was sometimes encouraged to go out to play games. Since Wang Shen's school was a full-boarding system, the dormitory manager would check his bed every night. But the dormitory manager won't check so carefully, just stand at the door of the dormitory after the lights go out every night, shake each bed with a flashlight, and then leave after confirming that there are people on the bed. For this reason, Wang Shen bought two more pillows. Usually, Wang Shen's bed is a normal pillow, and when there are special circumstances, the other two pillows will appear under Wang Shen's quilt. Quite simply, this technique is called a "dummy". When the dormitory manager saw the bulging bag on the bed, he naturally didn't doubt it. Using this method, the golden cicada can be shelled.

From this point of view, if Song Mu also used the same technique, he might be able to deceive the secretary's eyes, and at the same time, he could ask the secretary to help him make a perfect alibi.

"Dr. Song is really dedicated, but yesterday there was a murder in Bar Street, not far from the city center, and the deceased was Liang Li." Wang Shen didn't want to continue going around in circles.

"Oh? Is it? I thought that the law and order of society has become very good thanks to the efforts of your police. It seems that at night, women are still not suitable for going out alone. ”

"You don't seem to be surprised by this murder?"

"Maybe, it's just that I'm not very good at expressing myself. Besides, having seen the tragic experiences of so many patients, sometimes thinking about it, it is really painful to die. Song Mu's face skipped a brief moment of sadness, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Dr. Song is so pessimistic about the world." Wang Shen's eyes were staring at Song Mu carefully, carefully observing the changes in his expression. "Liang Li has no proper occupation and often hangs out at night in a bar called 'Wu'. She and Sang are friends and know a lot about San. Among them, she mentioned that she once saw a handsome man give Sang a sum of money. I guessed if it was because of this incident that she was killed? ”

"Maybe." Song Mu's expression was still faint. "Do you still want water?" Song Mu took the water cup, stood up from the chair, and asked Wang Shen. Wang Shen shook his head. Song Mu walked to the water dispenser by himself, and filled his cup with water. The sound of the water flowing is clear and subtle, like the sound of a human heart beating.

"When I looked up the surveillance, I found a suspect. Judging from the suspect's back, Dr. Song really looks like you. ”

Hearing Wang Shen say this, Song Mu's hand pouring water shook unconsciously, and then regained his calm.