Chang Shenghua patiently communicated with M090374, and piecemeal spelled out the information of the so-called pure white soul patient.

But M090374 didn't know much, he and the other party had only met once five or six years ago, and they happened to be working with the same doctor's experimental project and spent two days in the same laboratory.

It was a man, in his mid-thirties, who looked very cold and arrogant, who did not communicate with anyone, including the attending doctor, who could easily be injured if he came close to him, and he always seemed to think of various ways to break free from his shackles, so he wore discharge shackles all year round, and was defined by the medical staff as the most dangerous patient.

Chang Shenghua pondered M090374's words carefully and asked, "Is he really sick?" ”

M090374 smiled a little mysteriously, "He's sick, but he's not sick." ”

Chang Shenghua nodded, and then put a pen on the table in front of him.

M090374 understood at a glance, and the corners of his mouth curled, "Then Teacher Chang gave me a reward?" ”

Chang Sheng's painting is as good as flowing, "a new set of crayons, the best kind." ”

Because they are afraid that these patients will use various props and the like to poke out the basket, they can only use safe items such as crayons.

Well, after all, pencil brushes and watercolor pens can also kill......

M090374 only has a very simple set of crayons, so the colors on his paintings are very monotonous, and when he heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, he nodded, and then added a condition, "Can you not call me 374?" ”

Chang Shenghua raised his eyebrows, "Call your real name?" ”

M090374 shook his head and said seriously: "Monk." ”

A murderer became a Buddha on the spot? No, I guess M090374 really thinks he's compassionate.

The smile on Chang Shenghua's face changed unchanged, and he said calmly: "Okay, monk." ”

Coaxed to be happy M090374 turned his back to the surveillance camera, wearing a restraint suit, he drew on the blank page of medical records with a pen in his mouth, and quickly drew a dove of peace, lifelike, with a bit of artistic abstraction, like a work of art.

M090374 spit out the pen, and began to enjoy watching Chang Sheng's paintings, with a little mischievous innocence.

Chang Shenghua was not angry, but commented: "Very expressive, thank you for the gift, I will collect it." ”

M090374 smiled again, but this time he smiled happily, like a child who shared his secret.

When the time for the conversation came, Chang Sheng asked the guards to take M090374 away, and then she went to the printing room on the same floor openly, took off the record paper with the dove of peace, cut it out into a suitable shape, and then molded it into the form of a photo.

Other doctors printed out the materials here, glanced at them casually, and said with a smile: "This dove of peace is really well drawn, it was drawn with a pen?" Teacher Chang is amazing. ”

Chang Shenghua smiled, "No, the patient painted it, give it to me as a souvenir." ”

The doctor was not surprised, after all, he also received many handmade gifts from patients.

Although the patients here have all committed sins and have some mental problems, half of them are also quite kind, as long as they do not touch a certain stimulation point, they do not see any harm when they get sick.

Chang Shenghua carried the photo back to his office and pressed it generously under the glass tabletop.

Soon, Jing Mengke appeared, leaning against the door with an unpredictable expression.

Chang Shenghua was very calm, "Teacher Jing has an order?" ”

Jing Mengke said in a weird manner: "Don't call you Senior Brother?" ”

Chang Shenghua smiled slightly, "What do you command?" ”

The corners of Jing Mengke's mouth slowly pulled down, "Do you really think the surveillance camera is for fun?" ”

Chang Shenghua was not panicked at all, "I thought that only senior brothers would take a closer look." ”

And the monitoring room is monitoring the vast picture, when there is no emergency, how can they suddenly turn up the lens that belongs to the more private conversation room?

Jing Mengke's face became colder and colder, he walked in, his hands propped up on the desk, and looked down at Chang Shenghua very oppressively, "Where did you get the confidence to think that I won't expose you?" ”

Chang Shenghua clasped his hands around his chest, very calmly, "Senior brother, do you want to know the truth?" ”

Jing Mengke's finger knuckles strained slightly, "You threaten me?" ”

Chang Sheng smiled, "I'll bribe you." ”

Jing Mengke stared at her coldly.

Chang Shenghua didn't speak, just let him look at himself like this.

Jing Mengke said indifferently: "Do you have evidence that can be proven?" I thought you didn't have what it took to get the truth. ”

This sentence is quite profound, and Chang Shenghua thought for a few seconds before realizing that Jing Mengke knew that she no longer belonged to You-Kno-ho.

But how did he know?

This kind of secret is not to mention Jing Mengke, a person who has been locked up in a sanatorium for many years, even the old fritter Ning Shaoming, who served in the army, will only guess in the direction of You-Kno-ho when Chang Shenghua takes the initiative to inform him.

Chang Shenghua's mind flashed through countless thoughts in an instant, and finally strung together some key points, and she finally showed a sudden realization, "Mr. Jin contacted you?" ”

Jing Mengke was stunned, "You really know him, it seems that what he said is not all fake." ”

Chang Shenghua is very calm, "but it's not all true. ”

Jing Mengke straightened up, his expression was very indifferent, "For example?" ”

Chang Shenghua muttered, "For example, I can access some confidential files. ”

…… It's strange, in fact, An Qiu went to check the mission file of Jing Mengke's ex-girlfriend, Liu Fang said that this matter has been settled for a long time, and if this mission is necessary, he can reveal a part of it to trade with Jing Mengke.

Jing Mengke didn't see the flaws in Chang Sheng's demeanor, and said suspiciously: "...... Is it? ”

Chang Shenghua blinked, "Her real name is Cheng Yanan, and we have kept her relics. ”

She secretly changed her concept and used the word "we" so that Jing Meng could speak for her instead of You-Kno-ho.

Jing Mengke's fingertips trembled obviously, but he said very coldly: "What does it have to do with me?"

Chang Shenghua said intriguingly: "Maybe it's not really that okay. ”

Jing Mengke stared at her.

Chang Shenghua closed his mouth and said nothing else.

Jing Mengke put his hand in his trouser pocket, not wanting to reveal more of his emotions, "He has contacted me three times, since last month, on the condition that he help him find someone, and the reward is to tell me the truth." ”

Chang Shenghua nodded, "She left a diary...... It's not fake, the original password, there should be a special password correspondence, we didn't find it, maybe you know. ”

Jing Mengke seemed to have thought of something, and was silent for a moment before he spoke again: "The second time he contacted me was the day before you came, and he told me your identity, and the last time he contacted me was three days ago, and he wanted to come here in person." ”

Chang Shenghua was thoughtful, but still did not delay her to continue to exchange secrets with Jing Mengke, "You think your third uncle is wronged, you tell you that he is the one who took the blame in place of his leader, Cheng Yanan approached you and killed your third uncle, so you hate her?" You were deceived, your third uncle was also the one who lied to you, he hid something in your suitcase and deceived the customs, and it was not Cheng Yanan who killed your third uncle, he was an outcast who was wiped out. ”

Jing Mengke was stunned on the spot.

Chang Shenghua looked at him calmly, "I don't have to lie to you. ”

Cheng Yanan is his lover? Fake.

Was his third uncle wronged? Fake.

Cheng Yanan killed his third uncle? Fake.

…… All in all, it's all fake.

Jing Mengke muttered: "Then what else is true?" ”

Chang Shenghua was silent for a while, "Your third uncle thought you were just in love, but you proposed to her, he cared about you, and wanted to help you check her background, Cheng Yanan was exposed, and in order to cover the evidence, she returned to China smoothly, so she committed suicide, and the things were also hidden in your luggage and brought back...... She may love you, but she loves the country even more, only that's true. ”

If Cheng Yanan didn't die, then those people would sooner or later search for things, Cheng Yanan died, they thought that the things had been sent away, so she dared to be so decisive.

Jing Mengke laughed miserably, "It turns out that everything is fake. ”

His love, his hate, his family, his struggles and resentments over the years, all fake.

His life is like a layer of foam, and it is scattered when the wind blows.

Jing Meng didn't want to ask any more, turned around and walked out, his steps a little staggering, but when he walked to the door, his figure had straightened, and his pride was as high as ever.

But who knew that he was already in a hole in his heart? The wind passed through his heart, and the sound of the wind would stay with him for the rest of his life.

Chang Shenghua sat behind his desk and was silent for a long time.

Half an hour later, she lowered her head and stared at the dove of peace under the glass tabletop, her fingertips lightly tapping on it.

Pigeons, belonging to the dove family.

Dove ...... Finally found the clue.

Chang Shenghua exhaled slowly.

At noon that day, Chang Shenghua went to the public telephone room of the sanatorium and called Ma Yan openly.

She herself was driven by Ma Yan, and Ma Yan and Ning Shaoming are friends, so there will be no problems with this connection.

However, Ma Yan answered the phone, a little clueless, and asked Svende next to him: "The best crayon set?" Is this the new code? ”

Swinder twitched the corners of his mouth, "No, it shouldn't have any special significance...... I'm going to buy it, let's have a luxury set, I've heard of more than a hundred colors of crayons......"

Ma Yan was a little confused.

So, what exactly does crayons have to do with this task?

Public telephone room.

Chang Shenghua walked out, and said hello to familiar people, and when he came to a fork in the road, a gardener was pruning the branches and leaves of the shrubs, cutting out a row of very beautiful shapes, and many people were watching there.

Chang Shenghua stood across the railing, looked at it for a while, put his fingertips on the railing, and occasionally tapped a few times.

After a few moments, she walked away.

The gardener lowered his head and continued to trim the branches and leaves of the shrub.