Netherworld Investigator Chapter 606: Revenge list

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When I got up the next morning, my mood was basically back to normal. Wang Dali saw the empty beer cans thrown in the sink and asked in surprise: "Yoko, did you drink last night?"

It's hard to deny it, so I fumbled and admitted.

Wang Dali patted me on the shoulder and said: "I know you have worked hard to solve the case. Don't carry anything on your own. Communicate with your buddies and be careful of mental problems."

I smiled: "I'm really fine!"

Wang Dali is also a victim of Li Wenjia. Am I thinking about telling him about this? After thinking about it, forget it, there is still Li Wenjia's planting order in his head that has not been eradicated, so don't let him get involved.

I experienced what happened last night, and I felt that hinting this kind of thing, even if you understand its mechanism of action, you still can’t escape it. It’s like knowing how the bullet comes out of the gun, and it’s impossible to change it. It's not the same as a sword and a gun.

The human heart is a very fragile thing. I am fortunate to have Song Xingchen, a loyal bodyguard, otherwise I might be dead.

At this time, Huang Xiaotao called and asked if I had eaten, and if I wanted to have breakfast together. Although it was all trivial things, I knew that she was actually worried about me, which made me feel warm.

On the phone, I said: "By the way, if you are sure that Li Wenjia is really not dead, you must ask Wang Yuanchao to withdraw from this operation."

"I understand this, but Song Yang, do you really think Li Wenjia is not dead?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

"The possibility is slim, but not impossible." I said.

The worst possibility is that not only did she not die, she also joined forces with King Jing’s forces... If she now has an'upgraded' fox eye, then why did she do everything possible to get back the original one, Does she intend to dedicate it to King Jing?

I shudder at the thought of this. Although I haven't seen Lord Jing, each of the Seven Dark Kings can't wait to take it lightly.

When I walked out of my residence, Song Xingchen stood outside with a knife in his arms. I asked: "You haven't slept all night, right?"

That being said, his expression did not show that he stayed overnight. Song Xingchen said indifferently: "No, I will rest for a while after you fall asleep."

"Standing outside and sleeping?"

He didn't answer, and I suddenly felt distressed. Although Song Xingchen was ordered by his family to protect me, he has done far more than his duties. I think I will treat him better.

We ate a simple breakfast and then came to the city council. Wang Yuanchao and Huang Xiaotao drove a car separately, and after getting in the car, we set off for the mental hospital.

No one said anything along the way, and the atmosphere seemed a bit heavy. We arrived at the psychiatric hospital at nine o'clock. Huang Xiaotao briefly explained our intentions. The director said to the investigation that everything was in order and took us to the ward where Li Wenjia had stayed in the past.

This ward is only four square meters in size. We can’t come in together. I walked inside and smelled a moldy quilt. I imagined Li Wenjia spending the last few months of his life here. I think she is very pitiful.

I asked the dean: "How do you identify mental illness here?"

The dean explained: "Each type of mental illness will show a few fixed symptoms. These symptoms are difficult to disguise. Generally speaking, mental illness has three elements: cognitive distortion, self-identity disorder, and emotional inversion. ..."

"Okay, okay!" Huang Xiaotao interrupted his transcripts impatiently: "Speaking of which, I just rely on my eyes to see it?"

"Miss Policeman, you can't say that. The doctors here can determine whether the patient has a mental illness through long-term and systematic observation." The dean replied.

"Don't you just rely on it?" Huang Xiaotao said sarcastically.

"Forgive me for offense, according to what you said, don't the police determine whether the suspect is guilty, doesn't it all depend on asking?" The dean titrates.

"Nonsense, the police are looking for evidence!"

I interrupted the dispute between the two and asked the dean: "Please answer us objectively, can anyone pretend to be mentally ill?"

The dean replied: "Unless this person is a professional psychologist and has superb acting skills..."

Li Wenjia meets these two points. She is both a psychology teacher and an acting personality.

"But..." The dean stopped talking.

"What?"

"You know that you have to take medicines on time every day here. These medicines have a powerful calming and tranquilizing effect, and will soften a person's willpower. If he is pretending to be crazy, he will soon be exposed." Long explained.

"It makes sense!" I muttered. From this perspective, Li Wenjia can't pretend.

Huang Xiaotao said: "We want to look at the record of this patient, and it is best to get her attending physician."

The dean agreed to go, and I walked around in this ward: "Actually, it is better to stay in jail to live here. Although there is no death penalty here, life is worse than death."

Huang Xiaotao agreed: "Yes, this kind of place can drive normal people crazy."

Sun Bingxin asked: "Is there a possibility that although this woman pretended to be crazy, she really went crazy after taking medicine every day, and then she committed suicide?"

Huang Xiaotao smiled and said: "Hey, it sounds reasonable, Miss Sun, it's rare to hear you give a useful reasoning."

Sun Bingxin pouted and protested: "Cut, I don't seem to be useful at all!"

At this moment, I stepped on a piece of the floor and felt that the sound was a bit wrong, so I took out the ossicles and stuck it on it, and tapped the floor with my fingers. Huang Xiaotao asked what I heard, and I put away the ossuary without a word, and fumbled around the floor.

Sure enough, this floor can be lifted, but there is nothing hidden underneath. To be precise, it is impossible to hide it. Underneath is a gutter, and a stream of foul-smelling sewage flows from underneath.

"Wow, it's disgusting, close it quickly!" Huang Xiaotao said, clutching her nose.

I observed with the pupil of Dongyou, and suddenly found some small particles around, I shouted: "Give me a tweezers and evidence bag."

I carefully took out the particles with tweezers. It was some very fine powder. Suddenly I had a bad guess. I said, "Could this be the medicine that was secretly thrown away?"

Sun Bingxin said: "It has to be tested. This is very easy. Just compare it with the drugs here."

We heard a sound of tearing paper, and saw Wang Yuanchao peeling off the ‘wall skin’. It turned out that there was a layer of newspaper pasted under the coating on the wall, and I couldn’t find it unless I looked carefully. As he continued to tear, the lime layer clashed off, revealing something on the cement wall behind.

It was a sharp object. It might be the words engraved on it by a nail, with a string of names such as "Song Yang", "Huang Xiaotao", and "Sun Hu". Li Wenjia's people!

I suddenly felt a kind of creepy. When Li Wenjia was here, her mind was clear. She engraved our names on the wall, absolutely not for fun.

I can imagine the scene when she gritted her teeth and carved these names. This is a list of her revenge!