The so-called Saion loses his horse and knows whether it is a blessing or not, the so-called misfortune and blessing rely on, and the so-called blessing in disguise.

Wu Jun is a typical representative of these words.

Not only because he made such a fuss and grabbed a chance for his daughter to survive after the incident, but also because of his broken mobile phone.

His phone has been used for four or five years, and the touch screen is no longer sensitive to the point where anything you touch it works except for the finger press on it.

When answering a phone, you accidentally turn on hands-free, silent, and video because your cheek touches the phone screen...... and the ridiculously high frequency of the recordings.

When Wu Jun answered the call of the "staff" yesterday, he was lucky to touch the record button.

He didn't know about it, or if it was a recording file found by the police when they checked his phone.

The voice was somewhat distorted by the voice changer, but in the hands of the police, it was effortless to restore such an audio.

The time for audio restoration is much earlier than Jing Zeheng getting the account information.

But the problem is that audio information cannot directly identify the suspect like fingerprints and video evidence, after all, the audio database is small, and it is difficult to use it to identify the suspect.

But when the suspect is already locked, it is easy and convincing to identify with audio evidence.

The restored recording has no beginning or end, but the sound in it is easily recognizable.

Qi Jin looked at the recorder, and it was hard to believe that he had been defeated by the recorder for two days in a row.

The entire living room fell into an eerie silence, and even Qi Bai was silent, sitting there in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

On the contrary, it was Qi Song, although he frowned and had a serious expression, there was no tension in his eyes.

After a while, Qi Lao asked, "What else do you have to say?" ”

Qi Jin closed his eyes, as indifferent as ever: "No, I did it." ”

As if she already knew that there was no way to return to the sky, she admitted it very simply, without the slightest fear, and she didn't even look at Shen Fanyin.

Qi Lao turned directly to Jing Zeheng: "Ah Heng, what to do, you decide." ”

"I am not a judge and have no right to judge."

Jing Zeheng's expression was flat, and he put one hand on Shen Fanyin's back, lest she lean directly on the sofa and hurt herself.

The corners of his mouth hooked up into a chuckle, and he continued: "I'm here, just for Qi Yan's sake, so that you can be mentally prepared." ”

As soon as he said this, a siren sounded outside the door.

Sirens blared one after another, sounding extra secure.

Shen Fanyin looked sideways at Jing Zeheng, and still didn't understand what he meant by the sentence he told her before entering the door that she "don't have to have scruples".

She didn't care about it, but he didn't give her room to play!

He said the words, he took the evidence, and here she sits, like a mascot.

The police came in quickly, with arrest warrants and search warrants.

Qi Lao didn't stop him, and even cooperated very well and personally led the police to Qi Jin's yard.

The police searched Qi Jin's bedroom and found a mobile phone that supported the use of overseas calling cards, and the call records on it were ironclad evidence.

However, just as the police put handcuffs on Qi Jin's wrists, Qi Song stood up.

"Comrade policeman," a strange smile tugged at the corner of Qi Song's mouth, "this niece of mine has made a mistake......

"It's a crime," the policeman corrected with a frown, "inciting someone to commit suicide, which can be punished with intentional homicide." ”

"Yes, yes, it's my slip of the tongue," Qi Song nodded again and again, but his smile became more and more intense, "But Qi Jin has a mental disorder, and she was diagnosed five years ago." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Qi Bai: "Go and get the medical records for the police comrades." ”

Qi Bai came back to his senses, said "wait a minute" after coming down, and ran quickly to his bedroom.

Shen Fanyin's eyes dimmed slightly, and she remembered what Luo Rou said yesterday that Qi Jin was a madman.

It's just that because Qi Jin is sick, he will let her go again and again?

She looked at Qi Jin and saw her looking at herself with a playful gaze.

That look seemed to say: The coming day is long, let's walk and see.

Shen Fanyin's brows furrowed a little tighter.

She doesn't discriminate against mentally ill people in any way and can even play well with them.

But this does not mean that she is willing to come to Japan with people like Qi Jin.

She just wanted to kick her so that she couldn't turn over.

Qi Bai came back quickly, with a thick stack of medical records, and said very seriously: "Comrade policeman, this is the medical record that I have taken Qi Jin to see a doctor over the years. ”

The policeman took it and looked at it carefully for a while, and his brows furrowed.

After a moment of silence, the policeman said: "We will bring back the medical records for verification, you are her father, and since you are the guardian, you have to go to the police station with us." ”

Qi Bai seemed to be accustomed to this process, and he immediately nodded in response, without any intention of justifying, just glared at Qi Jin fiercely.

After sending off the police, Qi Lao sat back on the sofa, picked up the teacup and took a drink.

His expression was very calm, and he asked Shen Fanyin with a smile: "Fanyin, is the impact of this matter on you easy to solve?" Do you need my old man to help you? ”

Shen Fanyin looked at him with a chuckle and asked, "Grandpa Qi, what kind of illness is Qi Jin?" ”

"Oh," Qi Lao's expression was very casual, "paranoid personality disorder, and some violent tendencies. ”

Shen Fanyin was silent.

Lu Lu once talked to her about the symptoms of paranoid personality disorder, suspicious, jealous, stubborn, and aggressive.

Well, Qi Jin has all of them.

When she was thinking about Qi Jin's condition, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and understood what Jing Zeheng meant.

She slowly raised the corners of her mouth, looked at Qi Lao and said, "Grandpa Qi, I know a very good psychiatrist, do you want to recommend it to her?" ”

Qi Lao shrugged: "No matter how good the experts have seen it, it's useless." ”

He didn't care about Qi Jin's illness at all, maybe he didn't think it was a disease at all, but a gold medal to avoid death.

Shen Fanyin smiled: "Whether it's useful or not, after all, she has to see a doctor, she just attacked the reputation of the Case Hotel this time because she was dissatisfied with your punishment, what if you hit her next time?" She's mentally unstable, what if she hurts you? ”

Qi Lao's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

He remembered that he had really beaten Qi Jin yesterday.

"You are good for your children and grandchildren, but your children and grandchildren may not appreciate it." Shen Fanyin stared at his eyes and said slowly.

Qi Lao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he felt that everything he said seemed pale and weak.

Shen Fanyin covered his shoulders in fear, and turned his head to look at Jing Zeheng: "Brother, take me home, I had a nightmare last night, and in my dream, Qi Jin was not holding a brush, but a knife." ”

After she finished speaking, she grabbed Jing Zeheng's sleeve and stood up, and waved her hand at Qi Lao very politely: "Grandpa Qi, let's leave first, take care of yourself." ”

Qi Lao: "......"

I always feel like she is looking at herself like she is looking at a dying person!

Perhaps Shen Fanyin's words were too straightforward, and Qi Lao said to Qi Song not long after they left: "You go and contact a private psychiatric hospital, and when Qi Jin is released, you will send her directly in." ”

The corners of Qi Song's mouth were still smiling: "Okay." ”

He didn't care if the niece was dead or alive, he just knew that his plan was well accomplished.

Of course, he would not know that he was perfect, and that someone wanted him to be perfect.

"Brother, why do I think Uncle Qi actually wants to send Qi Jin to a mental hospital?"

In the car, Shen Fanyin said with a slight frown.