Lu Zenghan was very busy, and many people came to him when he was talking to me, so I didn't bother him much, and when he finished drinking the soup, he came out with a thermos bucket. When I walked to the bathroom, I was about to flush it with hot water, but a middle-aged lady next to me was smiling while looking at me. I was a little embarrassed by her staring, and I smiled back.

The eldest sister opened the conversation: "Are you Xiao Lu's girlfriend?" I saw you last time. ”

I never paid attention to her, I blushed a little, and I didn't mean to defend myself, but I didn't say anything.

The eldest sister smiled: "I'm still embarrassed." Xiao Lu is from above, although he is young, he is really good at work, I heard that they work overtime every day, and the Tan Bureau praises him. "The eldest sister is probably polite, and deliberately praised Lu Zenghan in front of me.

My heart moved, Tan Ju? I couldn't help asking: "Do you still have a director surnamed Zhao here?" ”

"Zhao?" The eldest sister thought for a moment and said affirmatively, "No, the eldest man's surname is Li, and there is no one surnamed Zhao in the three deputy bureaus." Who told you that there is a director surnamed Zhao? ”

Lu Zenghan clearly said that there is a Zhao Bureau. But I couldn't refute it, so I had to smile: "I also heard that I didn't forget it, probably because it was passed around and passed on by mistake." ”

The eldest sister also smiled, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly turned her head and said, "What you said, it won't be Zhao Lichuan, right?" ”

My heart tugged hard, Zhao Lichuan? Yang Yize said this name, and asked me if I knew it. I snapped my head and nodded, "Yes." ”

The eldest sister suddenly looked at me with a very complicated look, and said lightly for a long time: "He is our last deputy director." After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

When I walked out of the Anti-Smuggling Bureau, I was a little confused, why did everyone mention Zhao Lichuan with such an expression? Is Zhao Lichuan the Zhao Bureau in Lin Hua's mouth? The name made me a little uneasy for no reason. I immediately dialed Yang Yize's phone. After a long time, Yang Yize picked it up, but his tone was still not very good: "What's the matter?" ”

I asked him to meet directly, and Yang Yize began to prevaricate for several reasons, but I insisted, and he had to agree to ask me to a café near the criminal police team. I immediately took a taxi.

I waited for a quarter of an hour for Yang Yize to come in hesitantly, and his face was not very good, his attitude towards me has not been very good recently. He ordered a cup of coffee at random, looked at me lightly and said, "What are you looking for me?" ”

"Yingying's matter, you're still suspicious of me, aren't you?" I asked directly. After all, in the evidence of the police, I had direct communication with the murderer under surveillance.

Yang Yize didn't say anything, and only said after a while: "I believe in the evidence." ”

"But what you see may not be the truth." I was also a little anxious, "I think the white team also told you that Zou Shizhao died before Yingying was killed, and the murderer was not sent by Zou Shizhao at all, but by another person." ”

Yang Yize was troubled: "I don't know. It's getting more and more complicated, I originally thought that Zou Shizhao wanted to kill you and killed Yingying by mistake, but later I saw you and the murderer talking in the surveillance, I think this matter has nothing to do with you. Now it is said that Zou Shizhao died earlier than Yingying. What the hell is going on? How did you know that murderer? ”

I looked at Yang Yize sincerely and said, "I really don't know that murderer, I've seen him by Zou Shizhao's side before, and I haven't even spoken to him." I can't explain why I met him in a red dress. I'm also very distressed about this matter, Yingying is in my arms, a little-" I choked up a little, "I want to catch the murderer as soon as possible." ”

Yang Yize slammed the table in annoyance: "But now the top has been pressing on Yingying's affairs, and the gun has already done an orbit analysis, but he just refuses to investigate." After a pause, Yang Yize looked at me and said, "Lu Zenghan was sent by the Ministry of Public Security, he must know something, you help me ask him, why Yingying's case is not allowed to be investigated, okay?" ”

I nodded, "Yes." ”

Yang Yize's anger subsided slightly: "Alas, when I saw you with the murderer before, my fire immediately came up." But now that I think about it, there are a lot of things that don't make sense. I even wondered if you and Xin Keyi were related to Zou Shizhao's gang, but later, I found out that she had—"

I bit my lip. Yang Yize continued: "Han Muzhi said that your mental condition is not good, what is the specific disease, he didn't tell me, the experts of the police force said that you are hysterical, is it true?" ”

I was silent, it's not that I can't face the fact that my personality is split, but how can I explain to Yang Yize on the other side? He's not a psychology major, how much can he understand? Will you treat me like a psychopath?

Yang Yize sighed again and took a sip of coffee: "This world is really complicated. After a pause, he said, "You are looking for me today, what is the matter?" ”

I looked at him and plucked up the courage to say, "You asked me last time if I knew Zhao Lichuan, I want to know, why do you ask that?" ”

"And do you know who he is now?" Yang Yize asked.

"Hmm." I nodded, "He was the last deputy director of the Anti-Smuggling Bureau." What now? Ascended? ”

Yang Yize sneered: "Gao Sheng? Hehe, the ascension is the ascension, but it is not the ascension, it is the ascension. ”

My heart panched again, and I looked at him in disbelief: "Dead? How could he die? ”

Yang Yize said: "In an apartment in the United States, I shot myself. As for why he died, it is not known. I heard that he used his power to be a little involved with the smuggling syndicate in Nancheng, and when he was about to investigate him, he went to the United States. Then he died. People are dead, what else to investigate. In order to reduce the impact, his affairs were not made public, and they were all kept secret. But the gossip is all over the place, and there is everything. ”

"What's that?" My heart was pounding violently, and my head was dizzy again.

"The one who spreads the most is He Lanke." Yang Yize glanced at me, "It's your sister Xin Keyi." Some people say that Xin Keyi reported him, and some people say that it was because of Xin Keyi that he offended people and was framed. What the hell is going on, no one can tell. The parties are gone. ”

I was dizzy, what Yang Yize said, for some reason, kept pounding in my mind. I put my hand on my forehead weakly.

Yang Yize patted my arm: "Are you okay?" Seeing that I didn't have the strength to answer him, he looked at his watch and said, "I'll have a meeting later, and I can't send you back." I'll call Han Muzhi and ask him to pick you up, and by the way, if you need to go to the hospital or something, he is a doctor, so it's easy to decide. ”

I didn't have the strength to answer, so I let him call Han Muzhi. Not long after, Han Muzhi came, and Yang Yize hurriedly ran back to the meeting. Han Muzhi helped me into the car, and the car started slowly.

When I came to my senses again, I found myself at the post bridge. I was lying on the Freud couch in Han Muzhi's treatment room while he sat next to me and stared at me. I was stunned and hurriedly asked, "When I fainted just now, did she come out?" ”

Han Muzhi shook his head: "No." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief. It's good that she didn't come out: "It's okay, she doesn't come out much now." ”

Han Muzhi smiled faintly: "Do you think she will come out?" ”

"I don't know." I replied truthfully, "Those who can heal do not heal themselves, and I really don't have any judgment on myself." However, Lu Zenghan said that the way to cure the root cause is to invite her out, talk to her, let her treat me, and then withdraw. ”

"Lu Zenghan?" This name seemed to stimulate Han Muzhi, the green tendons behind his ears jumped, and he said coldly, "He is quite capable, he has investigated the case well, and he has learned psychology well." It seems that you trust him a lot? ”

I regretted a little that I didn't have a brain just now, and paused and said: "Makiyuki, he is very sure of your achievements in psychology, but your treatment methods are different, you are standing at the height of a doctor, and he is empathetic to patients-"

Before I finished my words, Han Muzhi had already swept down the things on the table at hand, and roared in a low voice: "Is he sure?" Do I need him for sure? I have studied psychology for ten years, from undergraduate to doctorate, from domestic to foreign, how many disciplines have I studied, how many cases have I handled, and I need his affirmation? What is he! I just learned a little bit of criminal psychology. After a pause, he looked at me and said coldly, "At most, I learned a little bit of mental control techniques." ”

"Mind control?" I shook my head, "No, Lu Zenghan is a policeman, and he won't learn such crooked things." ”

"Police?" Han Muzhi couldn't help but say, "I'm afraid that it's because he's a policeman that he has to learn this kind of thing to protect the Fa and do bad things." ”

"Makinoyuki, what are you talking about?" I looked at Han Muzhi, who was bruised, and couldn't help but defend Lu Zenghan, "He is a policeman, so he naturally has the ethics of a policeman." You can't spout blood without evidence. ”

Probably because my tone was too heavy, Han Muzhi stared at me tightly, his eyes full of broken pain. After a while, he said slowly: "Ke Qiao, the truth is far more terrible than you think. ”

"The truth? What truth? I frowned at him.

"Do you remember the first time Lu Zenghan came to Yiqiao to see you?" Han Muzhi took a long breath and asked.

I thought about it and nodded, I will never forget that rainy night of the typhoon, the first time I saw him. I also told Han Muzhi about the process of meeting.

"Then you must remember that he told you that he wanted to kill someone." Han Muzhi's eyes were deep.

I nodded, "That's just his attempt to test my skills." It's a joke. ”

"He's not joking, he's telling the truth." Han Muzhi's voice was gloomy, "The person he wants to kill is you." ”

"Makiyuki, what nonsense are you talking about." Han Muzhi's expression made me a little scared, and what was even more terrifying was that the sentences he spit out were as poisonous as a snake's letter, but they made my heart flutter.

"Do you remember a man named Zhao Ping?" Han Muzhi's question suddenly exploded above my head like a thunderbolt.

Zhao Ping, four years ago, in the United States, one of my visitors.

"Zhao Ping is a pseudonym, and his real name is Zhao Lichuan." Han Muzhi looked at me and said, "You go back and ask Lu Zenghan what is the relationship between him and Zhao Lichuan." ”