Ling Feng decided to focus his investigation on Boya Pharmaceutical Technology, after all, the two deceased were employees of this company. But what surprised him was that Wen Qiao, who had always been indifferent to the investigation process of the case, took the initiative to ask Ying to go with her when she knew that Ling Ling planned to go to Yunhe Medical University.

"You're going too?" Ling Ling's expression was a little complicated, she didn't have a good impression of this cold-faced forensic doctor, or because her brother didn't seem to like him very much, so she was "tired of the house".

"I haven't been back for a long time, so I should visit my former teacher." Ling Feng had secretly investigated Wen Qiao's file and knew that he had graduated from this prestigious school in the political and legal circles. Especially among them, the forensic medical school has produced several god-level figures, who have been well-known in the police world for a long time, and when they get older, they often return to the campus, write and teach, and pass on the torch.

"Do you also think that Zhao Xiaoqing may have been hypnotized by someone to do that kind of thing?" Although he didn't approve of Ling Ling's approach, he still let her do it, and it was good to make some small mistakes, so that she could grow up as soon as possible. But when I heard that Wen Qiao was going to follow, I felt that something was wrong. It was as if the two of them had formed a camp and isolated themselves on one side.

"I think if there really is another real culprit behind the scenes, it may be difficult to convict him, and multiple options may help." Wen Qiao replied a little absent-mindedly.

"It's okay, with your resume, I want to award you a well-known alumnus or something, and it should not be a problem to ask the school teacher to recommend a reliable expert." Ling Feng said with a bit of yin and yang, he has always been gentle to others, but he was a little twisted with Wen Qiao, and he couldn't help but go against him. Ling Feng seemed to know the answer in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it, which made him even more irritable.

Ling Ling reluctantly sat in the driver's seat and started the car. She drove in front of her, and the air inside was uncomfortably silent. Ling Ling gripped the steering wheel with his hands and stared intently ahead. Her car is not very old, and she only came to the police force after taking the driver's license test at school to occasionally have the opportunity to drive. It's just like getting in the car and going to the battlefield, and on weekdays, my brother sits next to him to escort me, so I barely found some touch. But this time, she was on the road alone, and there was a great god who looked very difficult to mess with sitting behind her, and she couldn't help but feel even more nervous, and couldn't help but sneak a few glances in the rearview mirror, Wen Qiao was closing her eyes and recuperating.

"Drive well." Wen Qiao suddenly reminded aloud.

Ling Ling was so frightened that the distance from the car in front of her was so close that she was frightened, she subconsciously hit the steering wheel, slammed on the brakes under her feet, and almost drove the car into a flower bed on the side of the road.

Both people in the car were carried forward by inertia. Ling Ling broke out in a cold sweat, and his heart was worried, if his brother was sitting next to him, he would have already started to say: "Stupid to death!" But the person in the back seat still didn't say a word, which made Ling Ling a little strange if he had hit his head just now. She looked back apologetically, and Wen Qiao's obsidian-like cold eyes also looked at her strangely: "Why don't you leave?" ”

Ling Ling suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "...... right away Leave right away. ”

Finally arrived at the school, Ling Ling felt that he had experienced ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties, and the whole person was much more relaxed when he got out of the car. Seeing that Wen Qiao had already walked away, he hurriedly followed.

They walked a few laps along the school road, and suddenly Ling Ling asked in a low voice, "Director Wen, did we walk here just now?" ”

Wen Qiao coughed lightly: "I haven't come back for too long." He glanced at the signposts on the side of the road, reoriented, and finally came to the downstairs of the forensic medical school.

"Didn't you go to the Faculty of Psychology?" Ling Ling asked.

"Let's visit my teacher first." Wen Qiao seemed to hesitate a little, he suddenly looked at Ling Ling, and said to her, "Let's go." ”

"Shall I go too? Or I'll be waiting for you outside. Ling Ling was slightly surprised, and said in her heart that you go to see your teacher, what kind of fun will I follow?

"Nope." Wen Qiao didn't allow her to refuse, and urged her to hurry in.

Ling Ling couldn't figure out what medicine he was buying in his gourd, so he had to follow his instructions and find a student in the college building to inquire about the location of Professor Han Songze's office. Then, they came to the door of a room on the sixth floor that said the office of the vice president.

Wen Qiao took a step back and gestured to Ling Ling with his eyes. She had no choice but to knock on the door for him, and when she heard a "come in" from inside the door, Ling Ling turned the handle to open the door and walked in. An old man with gray hair appeared in front of him, he was writing at his desk wearing a pair of reading glasses, and when he saw her come in, he put down his pen and looked up at her.

"What's the matter with you?" The old man's voice was gentle but powerful.

Ling Ling waited for a while, didn't hear any movement behind her, and suddenly turned around and found that Wen Qiao didn't come in with her, and now, she was the only one standing in front of the old man in the office. She looked back and forth awkwardly, like a frightened groundhog. The slightest good impression she had for Wen Qiao just now was long gone, but at this moment, she couldn't just quit, and she couldn't just do it, so she had to say, "Hello, you're Dean Han, right?" I...... I'm Ling Ling from the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Yunhe Police Station......"

"Hello." The old man looked amiable, which made Ling Ling relax a little.

Wen Qiao walked in slowly from outside the door and shouted, "Teacher Han." ”

Han Songlin slowly stood up from the chair, he took off his reading glasses and walked towards them, I don't know how long it took, his face showed a happy expression: "Wen Qiao? ”

Wen Qiao also seemed to be relieved, and the corners of his mouth curved into a good-looking arc: "It's me, the teacher still remembers me." ”

Han Songlin laughed heartily: "How can you not remember, you are my most proud protégé." Later, I heard that you went abroad not long after you graduated. I didn't quite understand why they had a forensic doctor on such a dangerous mission, so I couldn't help but worry when I thought of you all these years. ”

Han Songlin took a few more steps towards Wen Qiao, as if he wanted to take a good look at him, and the old professor's face flushed: "Xiaowen, I'm so happy to see that you have come back safely and returned to our professional post!" He pulled Wen Qiao to sit on the reception sofa. By the way, when did you come back? ”

"It's been almost half a year. Recently, the police department received a case and wanted to come to the school to consult a relevant expert with some questions, so I took a ride. Compared with Professor Han, Wen Qiao's expression was much calmer, but Ling Ling still felt a temperature from him that he had never felt before. Seeing that the two of them were now immersed in the warmth of reunion after a long absence, Ling Ling felt like a light bulb, not staying or going out. It was Han Songlin who noticed her emotions: "Xiao Ling, you also sit." ”

"Teacher, I actually have something I want to ask you for help with this time." Wen Qiao said.

"What's the matter?" Han Songlin seemed to be in a good mood.

"When I was outside two years ago, I accidentally lost my phone," Wen Qiao said after a moment of silence: "The data stored in it is not backed up, and all the communication information stored in it is lost." Therefore, I would like to ask the teacher to let me look at the information of my classmates back then. ”

"That's easy, I'll talk to the student counselor for you." Han Songlin happily agreed.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, and Wen Qiao cut to the chase: "The case we are investigating now may involve some psychological aspects, so I want to find an expert in this area to assist in handling the case." ”

When Ling Ling heard that he finally talked about the case, he interjected excitedly: "That's right! Are there any psychologists who are proficient in hypnosis? ”

"Hypnosis?" Han Songlin looked at her with some confusion: "What kind of hypnosis are you talking about?" ”

Ling Ling didn't expect Professor Han to ask rhetorically, but he knew almost nothing about this aspect, so he could only try his best to describe it to him: "That's it...... It's the kind of method that can manipulate people's minds, do whatever they want others to do, and even kill people! ”

Han Songlin suddenly laughed: "As far as I know, there are no people with such great powers in our school, and I'm afraid no one in the world can do it to this extent, otherwise, wouldn't our world have been chaotic a long time ago?" ”

Ling Ling scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's the same." ”

"Is there anyone who studies neurocognitive science?" Wen Qiao suddenly interjected and asked, he remembered the anomaly on Gao Liqun's corpse, and the reason why he didn't tell Ling Feng about this part was because he couldn't be sure what he had found.

Han Songlin was suddenly stunned when he heard this word, and said with some surprise: "This is an emerging field of interdisciplinarity, and it has only appeared for a few decades, and there are even fewer people studying it in our country, I didn't expect you to know!" Originally, our school did not offer this course, but coincidentally, this year, a doctor of criminal psychology came back from abroad, and she opened an elective course, which is neurocognition. ”

Some of life's coincidences are just inconsequential glimpses, but some are fateful forks in the road, and those little Feihong snow claws may guide a horse and a flat river, or maybe an abyss.