He painstakingly repeated what he had said many times before, and the young man did not show impatience, but listened quietly.

From the doctor's words, Lin Zhi learned about the disease in more detail.

This is a mental illness similar to bipolar disorder, characterized by poor emotional control, irritability, strong sense of destructiveness and misanthropy, the patient's emotions will be amplified, easy to be stimulated, to vent and channel emotions from time to time, once the depression erupts, the mood will rebound more violently.

The doctor had persuaded the original owner to be hospitalized, but the original owner was very resistant to this, and he lived alone and there was no injury incident, so there was no need for compulsory treatment.

Lin Zhi took the medicine and left, and when the nurse was about to call the number, Qiu Or stood in the doctor's consultation room.

The doctor just wanted to remind him not to cut the line, but he saw that the other party showed his ID.

"Sorry, I only need to delay a few minutes to ask a question."

"What is the possibility of Lin Zhi's illness giving birth to a second personality?"

The doctor thought for a moment and said, "Almost zero." ”

Downstairs, Lin Zhi stretched out his hand to take a taxi.

Through the movement of Qiu He's coordinates, he probably understands the other party's intentions, whether it is to understand his illness or to be suspicious of him, it doesn't matter.

Qiu Or is very sensitive, he knew it when he first took a picture.

Lin Zhi got into the car, it was not early at this time, he agreed with the piano shop to pick up the piano in two days, so he was ready to go back after eating something near his home.

There is a pet shop next to the property, and you can hear dogs barking when you pass by.

Lin Zhi stopped in front of the glass window and saw the little Samoyed in the box.

Soft and glutinous snow-white dumplings, Lin Zhi remembered the little Samoyed that he raised with Ming Yao a long time ago, and smiled at the puppy through the window.

He thought of the white-orange cat that Qi He had brought again, thought about it for a while, and finally left the pet store.

His condition in this world is not very stable, and he still doesn't consider having a pet for the time being, so as not to take care of it badly.

The elevator went up, and two housekeepers were carrying the last two bags of garbage outside.

Lin Zhi felt a lot more comfortable when he entered the door, although it was not a brand new look, but it was also a lot cleaner and tidy, after those destroyed things were disposed of, the house looked extremely empty, and Lin Weaving did not plan to add it.

After paying, Lin Zhi closed the door.

The sheets and quilts in the master bedroom had been changed, and Lin Zhi took another bath, swallowed the medicine with warm water, and slept with a slight headache.

The long-term alcoholism has been mentally stimulated, and under the effect of the drug, Lin Zhi fell asleep quickly.

But he didn't sleep well, the long alley in his dream was dark and cold, and the wind was blowing like a ghost.

The world is shaky, as if it is about to be turned upside down at any moment.

He walked crookedly, his stomach aching from the cold wine in his mouth, and his reaction was even more sluggish.

In the process of walking, it was as if I tripped over something and almost fell.

Why is everything so unpleasant, why do you have to trip over even walking, all the resentment piled up in my heart, erupted at that moment, and then fell headlong.

Lin Zhi opened his eyes suddenly, pressed his swelling temples, and his head seemed to be still dizzy, because the heart in his chest was beating rapidly because of the head-to-head collision in the dream, and there were still palpitations.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Lin Zhi turned on the light and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

In front of the mirror, he brushed his hair away and carefully touched his head, but there was no swelling on his head, and there was no abnormality in the mirror.

Lin Zhi closed the bathroom door, the curtains in the master bedroom were closed and the light was closed, and Lin Zhi saw the time from his mobile phone, 2:48 in the morning.

He poured a glass of warm water and sat down on a chair on the small balcony of the living room, looking at the sporadic lights outside.

It was a fragment of the original owner's memory, and the brain returned in the form of a dream what he had forgotten, intentionally or unintentionally.

The original owner passed through the alley drunk, unaware that a murder had happened not far away, and he staggered forward and tripped over the leg of the deceased.

At that time, it was unknown whether the deceased was still alive, and the original owner, who was tripped and almost fell, was furious, and his drunken and mental state were out of control, so he vented his dissatisfaction.

He kicked and tripped his leg, gave a good vent, and continued to walk, this time no one tripped him, he still did not stand still, and fell forward.

Lin Zhi endured his headache and continued to recall, these fragments stimulated the memory, and more appeared.

I fell, but I didn't hit my head, yes, it was.

The bag of beer in his left hand gave him support, and with a pile of wine in his elbow, he just lay on the ground.

There sat the man who had just tripped him, and ...... Lin Zhi's eyes widened, and his breathing became a little shorter.

He saw a pair of eyes in his memory, hidden behind the man who was seated.

The drunken owner saw the delusion that he thought he had drunk too much, and he hurried home to continue drinking, so he stood up again, and walked crookedly out of the alley while drinking.

That person was the murderer, and he was still in the alley after the original owner left.

How did he get in and how did he get out?

Because he didn't think the original owner saw him, didn't he attack the drunk?

Lin Zhi tried his best to see what those eyes looked like, but he was always through the fog, and he couldn't distinguish the specific appearance at all, the green tendons next to his temples were beating, Lin Zhi grabbed his long hair, and his fingers kept tightening,

The glass slammed into the wall and splintered, dripping the unfinished warm water on the floor.

Lin Zhi closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, and dialed the newly stored phone number on his mobile phone.

At three o'clock in the morning, Qiu You, who barely felt a little sleepy, was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone, looked at the call notes, and immediately pressed answer.

Listening to the words of the young man, Qiu or thoughtfully, if the murderer was hiding behind the body of the deceased, then the large traces of that part of the wall also had an explanation.

"Unfortunately, I can't remember what those eyes look like......"

Lin Zhi picked up the glass shard while talking on the phone, and accidentally scratched his finger by the shard.

There was a tingling sensation in the fingertips, and beads of blood soon appeared.

Lin Weaving's face turned extremely cold, not because of injury, but because of his own stupidity.

He knew that picking up glass shards with his bare hands was easy to get hurt, but he still chose this way, he knew that everything he did should be carefully thought out so as not to make mistakes, and it was best to be foolproof, so as not to pay for his stupidity, but why did he still do it just now?

You can't fail, you can't make mistakes, you have to succeed, you have to be perfect.

Lin Zhi never felt that calculation would make him very tired, so it was even more difficult to tolerate his mistakes, looking at the blood beads on his fingers, Lin Zhi was suddenly full of boredom.

Even if he knew that it was because of the original owner's illness, he would inevitably lose patience with everything in the world at this moment.

Large pieces of glass shards fell to the ground and shattered.

The desire to vent brought by the destruction was simply addictive in an instant, and Lin Zhi had some invisible smiles on his face.

"Officer Qiu, ordinary citizens need help now, I don't know if you would like to come and help."

Lin Zhi hung up the phone, didn't clean up the pile of debris, and pressed the wound with a piece of paper.

Qiu or his ears are good, so he naturally heard the sound of glass breaking, and before he could answer, there was a busy sound on the phone.

Qiu Or didn't hesitate much, Lin Zhi was the key to the current case, and he also needed to ask about the clues he mentioned, plus falling asleep was already a difficult thing for Qiu Or, and now that he was woken up, he might not be able to sleep well.

Ten minutes later, Qiu Or entered Lin Zhi's house, looked at the young man who bent down and put the water on the coffee table in the living room, and asked, "What do you want me to help with?" ”

"Can you cuff me?"

Lin Zhi stretched out his hands, in fact, the sentence he said on the phone was not intended to be so, but a more straightforward way to vent his emotions.

But after hanging up the phone, he calmed down, and in this case now, it is absolutely impossible for Qiu He to get into bed as a police officer and a suspect.

After meeting his lover, his mood of no longer being bored is actually a good proof that he doesn't want to do it, he just wants to see him.

When everyone came, he began to weave a web.

"My illness is so serious that I have a tendency to self-harm and even suicide, I don't want to hurt myself, but I'm afraid I can't control it, officer, help."

The young man leaned over to look at the seated man, his soft eyes with some pleading, but there was clearly a smile hidden in it.

Chapter 205: Police Officer's Suspect

"No," Qiu He refused crisply, and he looked up and asked, "Is this what you want me to help you with?" ”

Hatred may not be used for public or private purposes, unless the young people in front of them are already out of control or have committed illegal and criminal acts.

Obviously, even the youth are still peaceful on the surface.

What's more, in this case, it is impossible for a young man to ask for help from others again and again, he can help once, but he can't help for a lifetime.

"It's really not fun."

Lin Zhi put down his hands with a little regret and sat beside Qiu He.

He didn't sit next to Qiu Or, and he didn't sit too far, just the distance between intruding into the social safety zone and still within the tolerance range of people.

Qiu Or's nose is also very sensitive, and he smelled the sweet fragrance of shower gel or shampoo from the young man's body, which smelled very good, making people feel relaxed.

He asked, "What about your medicine?" ”

Lin Zhi replied a little lazily: "After eating, the doctor said that you can't overdose, but I can't control my emotions, so I can only endure it as much as possible." ”

Qiu Or mentioned the purpose of the trip: "Because of those eyes? ”

"It does give me a headache, too."

Lin Zhi didn't mention the real reason, he didn't just lose control because he picked up glass shards and scratched his hands, but it was too cumbersome and too wasteful to explain, so he simply didn't say it.

Qiu Or didn't ask again, but said, "Can you repeat the situation you remembered carefully?" ”

Lin Zhi nodded, saw Qiu or took out a voice recorder from his pocket, pressed the switch and put it on the coffee table.

Lin Zhi described those pictures again, listening to Qiu or asking.

"Did you see any other body parts other than those eyes?"

"Nope."

"Are there any features of those eyes, can you draw or describe them?"

"I can't."

Lin Zhi replied very decisively, after all, he had a headache about it before, he looked at the man who was not impatient at all because of his reaction, leaned towards him, and asked curiously: "Doesn't the officer suspect that what I said may be wrong, maybe these are my imaginations, after all, I drank too much that day, and I still have mental illness." ”

"We won't let go of a single clue, as long as there is a 1 in 10,000 chance that we will try."

Qiu He's tone was calm, and he didn't show obvious trust or distrust towards Lin Weaving.