"That's what the attending physician wrote, when you sent him here, he was very mentally abnormal and violent, and if we hadn't given him a sedative, I'm afraid he would have jumped out of bed and pounced on you by now." The nurse explained with some palpitations and Fang Lubai.

"I'm afraid you pretended to be this, if you are really a psychopath, how can you have a driver's license and still be a taxi driver?" Fang Lubai looked at Meng Sifan on the bed, and slowly walked to his side, only then did Fang Lubai find that his feet were locked on the bed by two pairs of handcuffs.

"She's right, I do have a brain problem, I'm a real psychopath!" After Meng Sifan sat on the bed and finished speaking, he also laughed.

"Hmph, you said that you are mentally ill, this is not true, there is no doctor's diagnosis report, you want to escape this disaster by pretending to be crazy and stupid?" Fang Lubai's eyes showed a hint of disdain, as if he was laughing at his stupid thoughts.

Meng Sifan saw that Fang Lubai didn't believe what he said, but smiled even more happily, he stared at Fang Lubai and asked, "Hehe, who said I don't have a diagnosis report?" ”

Fang Lubai saw him talking to himself so confidently, his heart jumped, could he really issue a diagnosis report?

"You're being guarded by us now, and even if you have a way to fake a case now, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of the door of this room." Fang Lubai's calm Meng Sifan said, thinking about what he said in his heart.

"Who said I was going to fake the case? I'm a real psychopath, you'll find out soon. He said as he glanced at the watch on the wall.

"Where did you get this confidence...... "Before Fang Lubai finished speaking, he heard someone knocking on the door, and when he looked back, he found that it was Wu Wenhui standing outside.

"Doctor, don't care what he says, take his body measurements as usual, and please feel free to tell me as long as he can be discharged."

The nurse nodded dumbfoundedly, and then Fang Lubai walked out of the care room.

"What's wrong, Wu Bureau?" Unexpectedly, Wu Wenhui would turn back, Fang Lubai asked him with some doubts.

"Someone called Meng Sifan's mobile phone, we just connected, the other party claimed to be Meng Sifan's psychiatrist, we told her about Meng Sifan's arrest, and she said she would come over soon." Wu Wenhui rubbed his temples as he spoke.

"Psychiatrist? Why does Meng Sifan have a psychiatrist, does he have a mental illness? Fang Lubai asked Wu Wenhui in disbelief.

"Through that woman's story, we also learned that Meng Sifan suffered from severe depression a year ago and had suicidal tendencies several times, and now the situation has just been alleviated."

Hearing these words, Fang Lubai realized why Meng Sifan swore that he was suffering from mental illness, but he didn't expect that he really had a case and had been treated. Thinking that the murderer that everyone had worked so hard to catch was actually recognized as having a mental illness, the blood vessels on Fang Lubai's head also jumped a few times.

"Wu Ju, this person is a chess piece under the 'actor', if we just let the tiger return to the mountain, I'm afraid it will ......"

"I know, so I contacted an authoritative person to rush over, as long as we deny that Meng Sifan is mentally ill, then his crime can be completely implemented." Wu Wenhui exhaled lightly, his eyes looked at Fang Lubai, and there was a hint of firmness in his eyes.

"Hopefully, so be it." Fang Lubai just wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to intend to say it, and his raised right hand slowly inserted it into his pocket.

There was a sound of high heels hitting the ground in the hallway, and the crisp sound resounded throughout the hallway. The two turned their heads to look down the corridor in the distance, and saw a woman walking quickly in this direction.

"She's Meng Sifan's psychiatrist?" Looking at the somewhat anxious woman, Fang Lubai turned his head and asked Wu Wenhui.

"I don't know, Meng Sifan's information does not contain this history of mental illness, in other words, all the news about Meng Sifan in that year was blank."

"Where is Meng Sifan? I'm going to see him now!" The woman found that Wu Wenhui was wearing a police uniform, she trotted directly here, and asked Wu Wenhui in an anxious voice.

"He's not very steady right now, so you can't see him right now." Wu Wenhui directly stopped the woman outside the door and said to her coldly.

"I'm his psychiatrist, Meng Sifan is emotionally unstable now, shouldn't I go in to appease him?" The woman ruffled her messy hair and asked Wu Wenhui rhetorically.

"I'm sorry, Meng Sifan is now a suspect, and he is suspected of possession and use of firearms; Not only that, but he also attacked the police, so now he can't meet with anyone. Fang Lubai pushed down his glasses and explained to the woman.

"You are illegally imprisoned, he has suffered from mental illness, and now he is likely to have a relapse, and if it is not handled properly, his condition is likely to relapse again!" The woman who had just calmed down became emotional again, and she stood in the corridor, arguing with Fang Lubai with a sharp voice.

"Don't get excited, we don't mean to imprison Meng Sifan, but we can't be sure that he has a history of mental illness, we will ask relevant experts to diagnose him, if he does have such a condition and has not recovered, we will naturally allow you to meet him." Fang Lubai was worried that Meng Sifan in the ward heard the quarrel, so he hurriedly explained to her.

Hearing this, the anger surging in the woman's heart suddenly disappeared a lot, and then she took out a brown paper bag from her bag and handed it to Fang Lubai.

"This is Meng Sifan's case, I hope your experts can make a decision sooner."

Fang Lubai put away the paper bag and said to her: "It's not early now, the patients in the other wards are resting, why don't you go back and wait for our news?" ”

The woman understood what Fang Lubai meant, and she handed Fang Lubai a card: "This is my business card, it has contact information on it, if you don't get the news within three days, I will go to the provincial bureau to tell you what you have done!" She zipped up her tote bag and turned away.

Looking at the figure that was getting farther and farther away, Fang Lubai raised his business card and read carefully: "Wang Wenmin, psychologist of Zhiyuan Psychological Counseling Institute, contact number xxxzxxxxxxx." ”

Wu Wenhui stood aside, remembered the information that Fang Lubai said, and then informed Fang Li of the news, asking him to quickly check this Wang Wenmin's personal information.

"Where did you find the experts?" Fang Lubai saw that Wu Wenhui had taken back his mobile phone, and he asked Wu Wenhui with some doubts.