SCI Mystery Series

When Bao Zheng stopped the car, both Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang were overwhelmed by the scene in front of them. Some couldn't believe that this was in City S, as if they were in a foreign country.

It took nearly three hours for the car to bring the three of them to their destination—a pure white building complex in a desolate ravine.The towering power grids all around and the occasional walking patrols with live ammunition indicate that this is definitely not an ordinary place.

"What? How do you feel?" Bao Zheng looked at the two obviously stunned children beside him with a funny look.

"It feels like..." Bai Yutang raised his eyebrows, "Like Guantanamo..."

"...What exactly is this place?" Zhan Zhao asked Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng lit a cigarette: "Special Pathological Phenomena Research Center——Special Pathological Phenomena Research Center."

Bai Yutang smiled: "It looks decent, is this a medical institution or a military or political institution? Or a prison."

Bao Zheng glanced at him: "The smartest lunatics in this country are imprisoned here."

"The person you want us to meet is also here?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"His name is Zhao Jue." Bao Zheng said flatly, and put out his cigarette, "Go in."

Bai Yutang asked Zhan Zhao curiously: "You don't even know about such a place! Aren't you an expert?"

Zhan Zhao walked forward quietly: "They have written to me, hoping that I will participate."

"Oh?" Bai Yutang was surprised, "Then why don't you go?"

Zhan Zhao sneered: "Psychology studies people."

"Aren't people locked up here?"

…After being silent for a while, Zhan Zhao said darkly: "It's the material..."

Bao Zheng obviously came here often, and the staff in the research center in white coats greeted him from time to time.

The three of them walked straight through the hall, and there was an almost endless corridor. The iron doors were opened and closed one by one, as if the monsters were being imprisoned inside, rather than humans—the whitewashed walls, tiled floor, cold and gloomy , so cold that it was almost ghostly.

Finally, Bao Zheng stopped in front of a heavy iron door, pressed his finger on the fingerprint reader, and the door opened with a "click".

Pushing open the iron door, what came into view was a huge glass curtain wall in the center of the room, and behind the glass was a black metal railing—a prison cell!

The furnishings in the railings are simple and clean.Surrounded by snow-white walls, the sun shines in from the transom above the wall, and with the reflective effect of the glass, the whole room is dappled with light and shadow.A row of green plants is placed along the corner, with occasional white bones, African calla lilies.

There is a red chair in the center of the cell. There is a person sitting on the chair. With his back to the glass curtain wall, he is looking at the calla lilies on the ground intently, and is seriously drawing something with a pen and paper in his hand.There are some papers scattered on the ground with pencil sketches of calla lilies... lifelike.

The man's back was very thin and thin, he was wearing a simple white dress, with black broken hair, and a metal collar with a complex structure around his neck looked very glaring...

"A sound absorber?" Bai Yutang frowned. This kind of metal sound absorber is specially worn by prisoners. It has a complicated structure. Once put on, you need to use a metal cutter to take it off.Wearing that, you can't make any sound no matter how loud you shout...

"Why did you wear that for him?" Zhan Zhao looked at Bao Zheng angrily.The people in the cell are cold and thin, after 20 years like this... so cruel.

Bao Zheng was silent for a while, and said: "He just used his voice to kill those people. He who can't speak is not in danger at all." As he spoke, he opened a glass door on the glass curtain wall, and took the two of them with him, Walked into the inner observation room between the curtain wall and the cage.

Obviously, the glass curtain wall is soundproof, and the sudden sound disturbed the people who were concentrating on painting.The man turned his head and looked at the three people who came in.

He is a very fair person, with soft features and a touch of elegance.Maybe it's because he hasn't seen the sun all year round, his pale complexion makes him look very young, not at all like a man in his forties.

His eyes scanned the people who came in one by one, his face was completely expressionless, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking, and his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without waves.

Seeing Bao Zheng, he scanned it, but there was no response.

Seeing Bai Yutang who walked in later, he tilted his head slightly, as if he was thinking.

Finally saw Zhan Zhao.As if he had discovered something new and interesting, he kept following Zhan Zhao.

"Zhao Jue, I'll bring the children to see you." Bao Zheng said, "The children of Yunwen and Qitian."

Zhao Jue put down the pen and paper in his hand, and walked over. He walked towards the prison door, his eyes still fixed on Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao also stared at him, feeling very strange, he felt that Zhao Jue's actions, especially his expression, didn't look like he was sick, but like crazy, the kind who lost his self-awareness...

At this time, Zhao Jue had already reached the prison door, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch Zhan Zhao's face...

"Snapped!"

The moment Zhao Jue's hand was about to touch Zhan Zhao's cheek, Bai Yutang raised his hand and patted his hand away.

With a "ding", a small and sharp pencil sharpener fell to the ground, and a bloodstain appeared on Zhao Jue's outstretched finger.

"Who says he's not in danger?" Bai Yutang stared at Zhao Jue coldly, pulling Zhan Zhao back a step.

Looking at his hand dripping with blood, Zhao Jue raised his head and glanced at Bai Yutang, as if he was a little bit angry.

Turning around, he walked to the chair in the middle of the room and sat down, carefully licking his wound.

"Why did he shoot my elder brother?" Bai Yutang asked Bao Zheng beside him.

"..." Bao Zheng was silent for a while, "Kill people to silence you."

"What do you mean?" Bai Yutang was puzzled.

"The first one who finds out that the murderer is his is your elder brother!!"

...! ...

"It's just..." Bao Zheng added, "Your elder brother didn't remember anything after that."

Zhao Jue picked up the pen and paper again and began to draw a sketch.

"Let's go." Bao Zheng turned around and told the two to leave.

Watching Zhao Jue's every move, Bai Yutang suddenly felt a little disgusted, turned around and quickly followed.

Zhan Zhao walked at the back, and he has been observing Zhao Jue's actions, those paintings, the pencil sharpener... Just as he was about to leave, Zhao Jue turned his head and smiled at him, stretched out a finger, Made a "shh" gesture on the lips...

The three walked out of the observation room, and Zhan Zhao grabbed Bao Zheng: "I want to see Zhao Jue's pathology report."

Bao Zheng nodded: "Yes, but it is best to shift the focus of your investigation away from Zhao Jue."

………………

Both Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao were silent. With Zhao Jue's current situation, it is impossible to go out to give hints or number the deceased. So, is this digital case a pure coincidence, or a copycat crime?

Some clues that were finally revealed became confused and blurred again.

………………

In the pathology laboratory, Zhan Zhao carefully looked at Zhao Jue's pathology report.

Bai Yutang bowed his head in thought.

Bao Zheng was smoking cigarettes one by one in the corridor.

After a long time, Zhan Zhao suddenly let out a soft "Huh?"

"What did you find?" Bai Yutang immediately leaned forward.

Zhan Zhao pointed to a list of names and showed him: "This is the list of experts who confirmed that Zhao Jue suffered from uncontrolled mental disorders."

The first name is "Xu Yanqin."

"Xu Yanqin?" Bai Yutang was startled, "Is that Professor Xu?"

Zhan Zhao nodded, "Without this expert certificate, Zhao Jue would definitely be sentenced to death!"

"Cat!" Bai Yutang's eyes flashed with excitement, "The case is connected!"

Zhan Zhao is familiar with Bai Yutang's expression, every time he has a clue, he will do it.Looking back at Bao Zheng outside the door, Zhan Zhao pulled Bai Yutang closer and whispered, "That Zhao Jue is not crazy! He is just pretending."

"How do you know?" Bai Yutang's eyes widened, and he asked in a low voice.

"Those paintings!" Zhan Zhao explained in a low voice, "His behavior is very similar, but those scattered paintings were painted in different periods, the bottom ones were painted first, and the upper ones were painted later. On the upper floors, the handwriting gets messier."

Bai Yutang thought for a while, "You mean, he's planning something, and recently, he's getting more and more impatient?"

"Or more and more excited." Zhan Zhao said, lowering his head in embarrassment.

"What's the matter? Cat, do you have any ideas?" Bai Yutang asked, "You don't want Bureau Bao to know about this?"

Zhan Zhao hesitated: "I think Zhao Jue is quite dangerous, I'm afraid he has a plan for all this, if he gets involved in a trick..."

Bai Yutang patted him on the shoulder: "I think so too, let's do it ourselves! What do you want to do next?"

Biting his lip, Zhan Zhao seemed to have made up his mind, and said, "I want... I want your brother to meet Zhao Jue."

"..." Bai Yutang was taken aback, "You mean..."

"His actions and expressions are too little, I need more details to judge his intentions."

Bai Yutang nodded: "And my brother is the best person to give him sudden stimulation!"

Zhan Zhao nodded, "Your brother doesn't seem to be against remembering that past...I want to hypnotize him."

Just as Bai Yutang was about to say yes, he suddenly slapped his thigh and yelled, "No!"

Originally, the two were whispering and biting their ears, but Bai Yutang's roar not only startled Zhan Zhao, but also surprised Bao Zheng who was outside the door and almost swallowed his cigarette.

"What are you yelling at?!" Bao Zheng rushed in aggressively.

Bai Yutang asked Zhan Zhao with a mournful face, "Cat, what time is it?"

Zhan Zhao looked at his watch: "08:30."

Bai Yutang bangs his head against the wall: "Die! I forgot my brother in SCI again..."

Zhan Zhao and Bao Zheng were silent at the same time, and after a while, they raised their hands and patted Bai Yutang's shoulder: "Get ready for a second beating..."

On the 17th floor of the police station, at the entrance of the SCI office.

Bai Jintang sat on the suitcase with a livid face, watching the team members rush off work one after another, it didn't look like they were leaving get off work, they were running away.

"Stinky boy! I'll skin you later!!" Bai Jintang stared at the closed elevator door and murmured.

The door of the forensic room opened, and Gongsun walked out in casual clothes, swinging the car keys and walking towards the elevator, and glanced at Bai Jintang from the corner of his eye, as if he was glancing at a dead mouse...

"Hello!" Bai Jintang suddenly stopped him, "Let me stay at your place tonight."

"What??" Gongsun was shocked.

Bai Jintang pointed to his luggage as a matter of course: "I'm homeless!"

"Heh, why should I take you in?" Gongsun stood at the door of the elevator with his arms folded, looking at him.

"Humanitarianism!!" Bai Jintang replied perfectly.

"You can go to a hotel." Gongsun pressed the "Down" button of the elevator.

"It will cost money!" With confidence, he picked up his luggage and followed.

"Why do you think I will take you in?" Gongsun held the elevator door to prevent him from entering.

Bai Jintang pointed to his own mouth, then to Gongsun's cheek: "The relationship is very close!"

Seeing the murderous look in Gongsun's eyes, Bai Jintang hastily added, "I have a bottle of 86 Bordeaux in my box."

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After thinking for a moment, Gongsun let go of his hand.

Bai Jintang happily entered the elevator, not noticing that Gongsun's other hand was in his pocket.

Touching the shiny scalpel, Gongsun said in his heart: "Get it to a place where no one is there-destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces!!"