SCI Mystery Series

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang drove to the location of Professor Xu's private clinic provided by Chen Jing, went around and arrived near a relatively low-end bar street in S City.

Because Bai Yutang's car was too eye-catching, the two parked the car far away and walked in.

This area is a place where gangsters gather. Bars and dance halls are all sensual places. Most of the people wandering here are young and dressed strangely.

Zhan Zhao looked for the house number according to the address, when Bai Yutang beside him suddenly pulled him to his side and put his arms around his shoulders.

"What are you doing?" Zhan Zhao shook his shoulders, squinting at him.

"Hush." ​​Bai Yutang said softly, "Don't look behind, someone is following us."

...! …"We were discovered so soon?" Zhan Zhao asked with a look of surprise.

Bai Yutang smiled slightly: "It's probably not what you think."

"What do you mean?" Zhan Zhao was puzzled.

"You'll understand in a while." Bai Yutang put his arms around him and turned into an empty alley.

Footsteps suddenly sounded behind him, very scattered, as if there was more than one person.

Bai Yutang stopped in his tracks. At this moment, two people ran up behind him, and there were two more people behind him. The four stood apart, surrounding Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang in the middle.

Zhan Zhao observes the four of them, they all look like young people in their twenties, dressed in punk clothes, with tattoos and weird hairstyles—COSPLAY? ?

"The two seem to be rich." One of the gangsters looked at Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang, "Borrow some money to spend."

Zhan Zhao looked at Bai Yutang and tried his best to hold back the laughter. The captain of the criminal police was blackmailed, and it was probably the first time since Bai Yutang was beaten out of his mother's womb.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have money." Another gangster suddenly smiled and stretched out his hand, "You can also play with us..." His hand went straight to Zhan Zhao's chin.

There was a crisp "click", and before everyone could react, they saw Bai Yutang reached out and grabbed the man's hand, and that hand was twisting in an impossible posture - it was broken.

"Ah~~" The little gangster screamed in pain while holding his severed hand, squatting on the ground.

The other three immediately panicked.

Bai Yutang asked Zhan Zhao: "Do you still remember the tricks I taught you last time?"

Zhan Zhao nodded, eager to try, actual combat, actual combat, a rare opportunity.

Bai Yutang shook his head helplessly, and waved at the three gangsters.

The three gangsters glanced at each other, and the one in the lead shouted: "Go..." and rushed over.

Bai Yutang took a step forward, let one pass, and blocked the two behind.

The one who was let go directly rushed towards Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao silently recited the formula Bai Yutang taught him: "Look for the right moment, quickly step up to the right, stroke the opponent's forearm with the right arm, grab the opponent's left shoulder with the left hand, step forward with the left leg to the outside of the opponent's left leg, turn the waist, and put both hands Pull down to the right and throw the opponent forward from the side."

With a "bang", the little bastard flew out solidly and fell into the mud.

Yeah~~ Zhan Zhao clenched his fist a little, and looked back at Bai Yutang, seeing that he had dealt with the other two gangsters, he was looking back at him.

Seeing Zhan Zhao's cute expression of "It's so enjoyable, I really want to do it again", Bai Yutang really wanted to pull him over and kiss him hard, but...forget it, so as not to be beaten.

Reaching out to pick up a little gangster: "Do you want to continue?"

"Ahem...don't...no, don't dare anymore," the little bastard begged for mercy while coughing.

"Look at this address." Bai Yutang picked up the gangster, and Zhan Zhao approached curiously, "Is it near here?"

The little gangster narrowed his eyes to look at the address, nodded and said, "No...that's right, it's in the house in front."

Bai Yutang let go of his hand, and the boys ran away. They didn't want to pursue the matter, and went straight to the house pointed by the gangster.

This is a small two-story building, with a dilapidated rolling gate half-opened, and a dark corridor inside.

Bai Yutang looked in, took out the portable phone, looked back at Zhan Zhao, and whispered, "Be careful!"

"En." Zhan Zhao nodded and followed.

The two walked into the corridor. According to Chen Jing's description, the clinic is on the second floor.

Walk upstairs carefully, unlike the darkness on the first floor, there is a faint yellow light on the second floor.

After turning off the flashlight, Bai Yutang suddenly stopped and stopped Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao looked at him a little puzzled, Bai Yutang took out his gun, and pointed to his nose.When Zhan Zhao smelled it, he really felt a strong smell - the smell of blood.

He also took out his gun, and looked at Bai Yutang anxiously.

The two separated and surrounded the room from left to right.

The door was not closed, but ajar.

Bai Yutang raised his foot and gently kicked the door open. The room was dimly lit with red lights.A strong smell of blood came to the nostrils.Zhan Zhao frowned, no matter who it was, it was impossible for him to survive after bleeding so much.

The two flashed into the room one after the other, and they were shocked by the scene in front of them when they entered the door.

I saw Professor Xu lying on the ground straight, with a bloody slit on the neck, and the ground was almost covered with blood. Judging from the color and degree of coagulation of the blood, he had been dead for at least 24 hours.

After all, he was an old senior who had worked with him before, Zhan Zhao couldn't bear to see Professor Xu's appearance, so he turned his face away and didn't want to look any more.

After checking the room, Bai Yutang reluctantly took out his mobile phone and called everyone from SCI.

Soon, this gloomy small building was surrounded by police cars, and the cordon separated the crowd of onlookers. Zhan Zhao sat in the police car in a daze.Bai Yutang walked up to him, opened a cup of hot canned coffee for him: "Are you okay?"

Zhan Zhao took the coffee and held it with both hands, feeling the temperature on the jar, so as to dispel the chill around him, "What do you think?"

Bai Yutang sighed, and sat beside him: "Things seem to be getting a little out of control."

"At first, I thought it would be over if I found Professor Xu, but I didn't expect him to be killed." Zhan Zhao took a sip of coffee, "It's so bad."

"That Dr. Zhang is the murderer." Bai Yutang took the coffee, "Is it bad?" After taking a sip, he frowned and threw the coffee away, "It's like this cup of coffee, I bought it for drinking, I didn't expect Warming your hands is more effective than drinking."

Zhan Zhao lowered his head and smiled.

"What are you laughing at? Dead cat!" Bai Yutang scratched his head.

"Your way of comforting people is so poor!" Zhan Zhao looked at the sky, "Reasoning is not suitable for you at all."

"Aren't you laughing?" Bai Yutang proudly rubbed his shoulder against him, "I'm an all-rounder in civil and military affairs!"

………………

"Head, the site survey is over."

Bai Yutang nodded: "Is there any clue?"

Chao Chao shook his head: "Nothing was found, and there was no murder weapon."

"How about Zhang Long?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"I just called to ask, but I couldn't find Dr. Zhang, and I'm still looking." Wang Chao said, "Xu Qing and the others are still near the school... That kid seems to have evaporated from the world."

"Keep looking, keep an eye on it"

"Yes."

Just as he was about to take the team back, Bai Yutang's cell phone rang suddenly. When he picked it up and looked at it, Bai Yutang was taken aback: "Are you here?"

Pick up, "Hello, Director?"

……

The phone call only lasted about ten seconds, but Bai Yutang was stunned with a look of astonishment on his face.

"What's wrong?" It was rare to see Bai Yutang unable to speak, Zhan Zhao had a bad feeling. "What happened?"

Bai Yutang put down the phone and looked at Zhan Zhao: "Zhao Jue has escaped."

"...What?!..." Zhan Zhao almost jumped up in shock, "How...how is it possible?"

"Baoju told us to go there first, let's go, cat." Bai Yutang pulled Zhan Zhao and ran towards the car, turned back and said to Wang Chao, "Take the master and follow me."

The journey that was supposed to take three hours was actually taken by Bai Yutang to only one hour.Just by looking at his attitude of driving a car like an airplane, you can tell how anxious he is now.

After arriving at the research center, everyone ran directly to Zhao Jue's ward.

Bao Zheng was standing at the door of the room smoking a cigarette. From the cigarette butts all over the place, it could be seen that he had been here for a while.

"How could this be?" Looking at the empty cell, Bai Yutang asked Bao Zheng.

"The surveillance video has been captured." Taking the two of them to the surveillance room, Bao Zheng turned on the machine: the picture was clear, and it turned out that Dr. Zhang was the one who took Zhao Jue away.

"Zhang Boyi, 42 years old, a famous psychologist, is a researcher of this research center. He has the right to enter the ward." Bao Zheng put out his cigarette, "He understands the situation here, and he took the guards away when the guards changed their shifts. gone."

Bao Zheng looked at the furrowed brows of Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao beside him, and said, "You don't have to be too nervous, just issue a warrant to arrest them, I asked you to come to show Xiao Zhan Zhao Jue's room.

"Room?" Zhan Zhao was puzzled.

"Heh." Bao Zheng chuckled, "Didn't you see some clues last time?"

"..." Zhan Zhao turned to stare at Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang quickly waved his hands: "I didn't say that."

Bao Zheng shook his head: "Although I'm old, I'm still not blind. You two are mysterious, and you can know what's going on when you think about it."

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

"Also, you two, be careful, especially Xiao Zhan." Bao Zheng called to the two who wanted to go out, "And your brother."

Bai Yutang immediately became nervous: "Do you think Zhao Jue will harm Mao'er and my brother?"

Bao Zheng nodded.

"My brother discovered his secret back then, I can understand, but the cat has nothing to do with him, right?" Bai Yutang seemed a little annoyed, "Why did he hurt the cat?"

Zhan Zhao pulled Bai Yutang back: "Yutang, don't be so excited."

Bai Yutang broke away and continued: "What happened back then? Why didn't you tell? Is there anything you can't say?"

Bao Zheng looked at the angry Bai Yutang and the worried Zhan Zhao who was pulling him behind him, and suddenly smiled.

He let out a long breath, "20 years ago, I also saw such a scene."

"...?..." Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang glanced at each other, looking at Bao Zheng with some puzzlement.

Bao Zheng simply moved a chair and sat down: "At that time, Yunwen and I were also like this. We were easily irritable. Zhao Jue would always hold us back and help us figure out a way. It's not because what happened at that time was a secret... It's because I really don't want to bring it up again." Lighting the cigarette again, "Do you know why Zhao Jue wanted to kill so many people?"

Seeing the two shake their heads, Bao Zheng smiled wryly and said: "Because at that time, everyone used very traditional methods to handle cases, and the theory of psychoanalysis proposed by Zhao Jue was often criticized by others. Department, recruiting psychology researchers to engage in psychological portraits... It's a pity that they are all regarded as fantasy."

"Did he kill people to prove the usefulness of psychology?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"Yeah." Bao Zheng took a puff of his cigarette, "He used psychological suggestion to kill people, and then used psychological analysis to save people... He made fun of those who had laughed at him."

Bai Yutang has calmed down: "He wants to kill Zhan Zhao, is it because of jealousy?"

Bao Zheng nodded: "Do you know what the last thing he said before he was put on the sound absorber?" He took a deep breath, "He said he was jealous, jealous of me, jealous of Yunwen, jealous of everyone...he Speaking of a genius, one must find a stage, otherwise, a genius will live in more pain than those idiots, all he does is to create a stage for himself."

Listening to Bao Zheng's narration, Zhan Zhao was a little dazed, "If, at that time, there was such a specialized department as the Psychoanalysis Center..."

Bao Zheng nodded: "Then he will be like you."

... Afterwards, Bao Zheng fell silent, as if he had fallen into a long memory. What Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao saw were the infinite regret and sadness in his eyes.Bai Yutang is very familiar with this expression, he has seen it for nearly 20 years, and his old man will also be like this, smoking while staring blankly... infinitely sad and regretful.When I was young, I thought it was super masculine, but now that I think about it, I am really thankful.

"Smoking less." Bai Yutang said to Bao Zheng, "It's not good for your health." After speaking, he pulled Zhan Zhao away.

The two returned to Zhao Jue's room again. Zhan Zhao walked in and began to examine the room carefully. He sat on the red chair and began to flip through the sketches left by Zhao Jue page by page. Bai Yutang Sitting outside, staring blankly at Zhan Zhao's figure inside, the time passed quietly like this little by little, and the sky outside the window gradually turned white.

Zhan Zhao stood up and walked out of the cell.

"Cat?" Seeing Zhan Zhao's pale face, Bai Yutang seemed to be very uncomfortable. When he took a step, Zhan Zhao's body swayed, "Cat!"

Hastily stretched out his hand to catch Zhan Zhao's fallen body, "Cat, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Yutang hugged Zhan Zhao, and reached out to touch his cheek: "What's wrong with you? Are you tired?"

"No..." Zhan Zhao held Bai Yutang weakly, "Lock...lock the room and don't look at those paintings."

"What's wrong?" Bai Yutang asked puzzled.

"Bring... all the staff in the research center, they need psychological treatment." Zhan Zhao took a steady breath, and his face gradually improved: "Zhao Jue wrote subconscious hints in the paintings... People who have been looking at these paintings all year round , is very likely to commit suicide, or kill someone..."