Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

The heartbeat accelerated for a few breaths, Fudo Kyosuke forced himself to relax, and nodded as if nothing had happened: "Of course I heard."

"I heard that a doctor-patient dispute was involved." The young man's gentle smile was a little regretful, and he seemed to be very emotional. "The police officers even came to my house to ask about the situation. However, although I have worked with Dr. Renye, but Haven't seen each other for a long time, sorry I couldn't be of much help."

"I remember that the police officers said that it was basically qualitative suicide. I didn't expect it to be murder?"

Seeming to be genuinely puzzled, the doctor asked sincerely.

——The dice landed lightly.

[41/72]

[Psychology test succeeded.Although the doctor tried his best to conceal it, the tense cheeks at that moment did not escape your eyes.It seems that even if the other party dies, his heart is still full of deep hatred. 】

Watching his innocent expression, Riya didn't answer directly, but turned around with a smile: "If you used to be a colleague, Dr. Futo must know Dr. Hito very well, right?"

"There have been some conflicts between us," Fudo Kyosuke's face darkened, his eyes naturally dropped, covering the flash of hatred in his eyes, but his tone was very calm, "So for him, I know Not many."

When he raised his eyes again, he smiled wryly: "Maybe that's why the police officers came after me on purpose."

As if moved by his helpless and frank narration, the young female police officer's green eyes softened a lot, she nodded slightly in understanding, and thoughtfully changed the topic.

So I went back to the psychiatrist.

However, at the end of today's nearly one-hour meeting, looking at the model patient with a calm posture opposite, Fudo Kyosuke felt a headache for a long time.

Although he answered every question and had a sincere attitude, from his feeling, this lady police officer was more psychologically prepared than last time.

Even whenever the conversation involved real thoughts, the other party could always subtly avoid or even guide the topic quietly, and skip the key point directly when he didn't react.

"Miss Asai, may I ask if you know anything about psychology?" In the end, he couldn't maintain his smile and almost gritted his teeth to ask.

"Is it obvious?" Liya blinked slowly and coughed shyly, "Indeed, I learned some relevant knowledge in college."

No, based on your familiarity with psychology knowledge, there is no problem even if you apply for the job now.

Raising his hand and gently rubbing his temples, Fudo Kyosuke re-emphasized helplessly: "Only by relaxing and talking about my troubles can I help solve the problem. Ms. Asai, it is impossible to make no progress like this."

"Sorry, I will try my best." She perfunctory without blinking.

In fact, Li Ya didn't deliberately target the other party.But when he thought that the doctor with a warm smile opposite him was actually a murderer, he unconsciously maintained a high level of vigilance, and couldn't relax at all.

Although this way the other party will definitely notice something is wrong...huh?

Then again, if the other party becomes suspicious, or even directly strikes, it seems to be more beneficial to the plan.

After pondering for a few seconds, Riya had a thought, and quickly unfolded the task panel.

Looking at the doctor who was writing something with her head down and glancing occasionally, and the tape recorder that was turned off, her eyes flickered slightly, and she suddenly asked seriously: "Doctor Fudo, do you have any suggestions for my situation? "

The moment the young man heard the sound subconsciously, Riya immediately threw the dice.

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[Hypnosis check succeeded.In the case of being unprepared, even experienced psychiatrists will inadvertently be recruited in the face of sudden attacks.Of course, limited to the jerky proficiency, you only have six seconds of induction time, and you cannot plant thoughts against your will. 】

As if his thoughts froze for a moment, Fudo Kyosuke's pupils were slightly loose, and he froze in place motionless.

On the newly pop-up interface of the panel, the numbers have already started to jump——

【six, five】

Liya couldn't believe it for a moment: It succeeded?

[Four]

It was expected to fail, so you can use the dice to determine to stimulate the opponent, raise the feeling of being threatened, and then force the opponent to take yourself as the target...

But since it is successful, isn't this a godsend opportunity.

It's a pity that the requirement is not to go against the other party's wishes, that is, not to ask the other party to surrender directly, so what is the most beneficial way...

Now is not the time to hesitate. Looking at the countdown to the rapid loss, her thoughts turned and she spoke quickly to give a hypnotic hint: "At any cost——"

【three】

"Be sure to stop anyone from continuing to investigate Dr. Renye's case as soon as possible!"

【two, one】

The transparent task panel disappears again.

After that, Fudo Kyosuke's puzzled and revived face appeared: "Miss Asai, what did you just say?"

"Sorry, I was thinking about how to get to the next stage, so I didn't hear clearly."

As if apologizing for his inattentiveness, the young man explained with some embarrassment.

"It's okay," Liya smiled and nodded, with no grievances in his expression, and repeated in a warm voice, "I was just about to ask, what advice do you have for my situation?"

While speaking, she quickly scanned the doctor's expression again to make sure that the other party really didn't realize it at all, and she was a little relieved.

Very good, then I will slightly adjust my original plan...

"My suggestion is that Ms. Asai can increase the frequency of coming to my side." Suppressing the inexplicable irritability in his heart, there was no abnormality on Futo Kyo's interface, and he put forward a very reasonable suggestion, "Maybe after more understanding, consult effect will be better.”

"Perhaps tomorrow afternoon, are you free?"

"I..." Just as he was about to answer, Riya suddenly felt the phone buzz a few times, and raised his hand in apologetic gesture, and paused the conversation to check the message first.

It's a group message from the Metropolitan Police Department.

【Obituary

You Chengjun of the Criminal Division of the Metropolitan Metropolitan Police Department's Investigation Section 10 suffered a sudden illness at 36:53 a.m. today during the criminal investigation work. After rescue efforts failed, he unfortunately passed away at the age of [-]. 】

Seemingly surprised by her sudden silence, the doctor waited for a moment and asked in confusion, "Miss Asai, what's wrong?"

"A senior unfortunately died in the line of duty." Riya put away the phone.

"Ah, that's really a pity," Fudo Kyosuke smiled slightly, sighed regretfully, and then asked, "Can you tell me the name, maybe it's a police officer I know well."

"You Chengjun Police Department, do you know the doctor?"

"It turned out to be him, an old friend I haven't seen for a long time, I didn't expect..." Sighing deeply, the young doctor seemed to look away in great pain.

But after all, the meeting is not over yet, after a little emotion, Fudo Kyosuke returned to the topic: "So Ms. Asai, what do you think about tomorrow afternoon?"

"Sorry, I probably won't be able to spare time." Riya refused without thinking.

"I was very interested in Dr. Renye's case at first." The timing was perfect, and she naturally said the reason she had prepared. "Now that Police Officer Youcheng has unfortunately died in the line of duty, they must be short of manpower, and they will not refuse me to join the investigation."

She smiled, looked distressed, and said frankly: "Besides, in the past two afternoons, I have made an appointment with Miss Renye to exchange clues and track it down in my own way."

"So I'm sorry, Dr. Fudo, how about the next meeting on Wednesday?"

"That's it," the young doctor nodded slowly, looked down at the notes with a calm expression, and said in a gentle tone, "Then Wednesday."

But in the depths of his eyes that no one could see, the moment he heard that the other party wanted to continue the investigation, a deep killing intent surged out almost uncontrollably.

Obviously, the person in charge of the case died in an accident. Why does this meddling woman insist on getting involved?

Since he wanted to die, don't blame him for being cruel.

Glancing at the dark space under the table from the corner of his eye, he sneered quietly and slightly.

"Then, Doctor Futo, we'll see you on Wednesday."

Standing up from the sofa, Riya finally greeted the other party and was about to leave.

However, when she was walking towards the umbrella stand, Dr. Fudo got up, came to the umbrella stand and helped her take off the parasol, turned around and raised his hand in a gentlemanly manner to hand her the handle of the umbrella.

Dazed for a moment, Riya took it with a smile, and sincerely thanked: "You are so considerate, Dr. Fudo."

When stepping out of the hospital, Riya looked towards the side of the road with some feeling, and sure enough, she saw a stylishly dressed young woman with a bag and brown shawl hair.

She couldn't help smiling, and walked straight over holding an umbrella: "Miss Renye, sorry for keeping you waiting."

"Do you think I'd love to be here?"

Hearing her voice, Ren Yehuan turned around and snorted impatiently: "Tell me, how are you going to find out who killed my brother?"

"Have you brought what I want?" Before answering, Riya looked at her bulging backpack and made sure in advance.

"Of course I brought it." Speaking of this, Ren Yehuan frowned delicately, and looked at her suspiciously, "Don't change the subject, what are you thinking?"

Although things like hypnosis gas and gas masks are not uncommon for someone with access like her, but under what circumstances would they be needed.

Are they going to raid the terrorist lair?

Meeting her gaze, Riya showed a shy smile and waved his hand: "It's just for self-defense."

There's no way, because you can't be equipped with a gun for non-office work, and facing a young man who may draw a gun and shoot at any time, he has to use some unusual tricks.

What's more, the other party is more impatient than she thought, and she should be able to use it soon.

Lightly shaking the tip of the parasol, the smile on Liya's lips became a bit playful: "I was lucky just now, maybe I will gain something soon."

Seeing such a hypocritical appearance, Ren Yehuan really wanted to grab her shoulder and shake it vigorously a few times, so that she could speak more bluntly.

Seeming to have finally realized her rapidly losing patience, her clear green eyes turned to look at her, showing a bit of comfort: "Don't worry, Miss Renye, our opponent has already taken the bait."

Seeing a taxi approaching, Riya raised her hand to stop it, and closed the umbrella ribs casually.

As if inadvertently, she raised her hand and brushed the tip of the umbrella, throwing a sticker-sized sheet into her pocket.

"You..." Ren Yehuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, and couldn't help taking a few steps closer.

For a well-informed and sometimes not-so-legitimate correspondent like her, it's really not that hard to spot something—a postcard from a tiny tracker.

It's just that the other party's technique was so good that they made the small sheet perfectly fit the front of the umbrella tip, hiding it without any trace, so she didn't notice it for a long time.

Although this policeman is very annoying, he is obviously not stupid enough to track himself, so this tracker...

It was done on purpose for her to see. Noticing the other party's hesitant expression, Riya sighed lightly: "Miss Nino, I think it will soon be proved that the murderer who killed your brother is someone else."

"Now let's go to your brother's apartment first. When we get there, we can have a good chat, okay?"