"Don't leave in a hurry. I came here to ask you for a list of patients who have been treated here in the past twenty or thirty years."

"I'm sorry, miss. If you are not a doctor, please leave. The patient list is related to patient privacy and cannot be leaked."

"Of course ordinary people can't, but we are police. Did you see those two outside? Police from the Beijing Public Security Bureau, here to investigate the case. I am a forensic doctor, and we just want a treatment list. This is very important."

The middle-aged man glanced at the police officer standing at the door.

One side of the clinic is made of glass, so people outside can't see inside, but people inside can see outside.

"So that's it. Wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

He seemed to be very cooperative with the police investigation, without any objection or hesitation.

After the middle-aged man stood up, Luo Xingwei followed him to prevent him from doing anything in the middle.

The subsequent process went extremely smoothly. The middle-aged man took out the diagnosis and treatment list from the archives.

However, Luo Xingwei noticed something. The files around her were mostly dusty, but the file bag in her hand was very new.

After Luo Xingwei got the list, he didn't bother anymore. He probably wouldn't be able to find out anything if he probed today. Making the prey anxious, then relaxed, and then suddenly pursued was the best way to hunt.

They left the clinic, and there was a little orange cat lying lazily on the steps at the door, licking its fur.

After obtaining the list, the investigation was handed over to the police.

Luo Xingwei went to another place and found the temporary residence of the overseas deceased in the capital.

She entered an old dilapidated house in the 12th Ring Road of Beijing that the deceased had previously rented.

The musty and damp smell hit my face, and the place was only over 30 square meters, which was very small.

Everyone has to turn sideways.

It is difficult to hide things in a room that can be seen at a glance.

After some searching, Luo Xingwei found several things.

A bank card from F state, a box of psychotherapy medicine, and a USB flash drive.

The USB flash drive was hidden in the middle of the bed board. She pried it out and took it out. The content was encrypted and she needed to take it back to crack it.

What can be determined from these things is that the man is most likely from F Continent and has seen a psychiatrist when he was in the capital. The contents of the USB flash drive are most likely what prompted him to sneak from F Continent to Long Country.

When Luo Xingwei analyzed the USB flash drive, the police also took the list back and checked it, and found no connection with the recent deaths.

Luo Xing was not surprised at this result.

To be able to give it to her so generously, the list must have been forged a long time ago specifically to investigate the case against them.

However, proof of treatment can always be found from the homes of the deceased in those cases. However, this requires Bureau Pan to contact people from other districts for a joint investigation and provide each other with case information.

There is a love letter at the top of the USB flash drive, ‘To my dear Jingjing? ’ Is this the deceased’s secret admirer? It seems that he is about to confess his love.

Suddenly, Luo Xingwei thought of something.

They found out about the clinic through Wang Qingcao in the online forum, so did others also see this post?

not good! ! !

Luo Xingwei urgently located Wang Qingcao's location.

"Miss Luo, where are you going? Do you need me to call the driver Xiao Chen───?"

Before Uncle Chen could finish speaking, Luo Xingwei had already put on his safety helmet and rode his Harley, whizzing past the door like a gust of wind.

"It seems unnecessary."

"Miss Luo is getting more and more sassy!"

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In a country bar, Wang Qingcao finished her day's work as a waiter and was walking back to the group house she rented.

The road is not far, it's nearby, but because the bar itself is in a very remote location, you won't meet many people along the way.

On the winding mountain road, a group of teenagers with dyed red and green hair blew hooligan whistles and drove motorcycles.

"Hey, Harley, you are a beauty and a rare commodity. Do you want to compete with us?"

Luo Xingwei looked at his watch and wondered if Wang Qingcao would be home at this time.

The group of motorcycle guys gathered around.

"Hi, beauty~"

"Beautiful girl, do you want to play together?"

Luo Xingwei accelerated and passed between the two motorcycles that were very close to each other, throwing away the group of motorcycle guys.

"Oh, Dejin, I don't believe it. I can't catch up yet."

However, it turned out that they really couldn't catch up.

"Damn it, is this hot girl crazy? Where is the rocket?"

There was a customer who was drunk at the bar. She got off work very late today. The country road was so dark that Wang Qingcao couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Walking on this road would make your heart beat faster.

In addition, Wang Qingcao has always been a little restless recently, and she feels like something is coming to find her. She is even more panicked and just wants to get home as soon as possible.

‘Stab it──’

The Harley braked suddenly and made a harsh sound on the concrete floor.

People upstairs were attracted by the sound and stuck their heads out one by one.

This is the group rental house rented by Wang Qingcao.

Luo Xingwei shouted directly downstairs: "Is Wang Qingcao at home?"

The people who rent here are all losers. I have never seen such exquisite beauties and motorcycles that look like they have enough paint to feed and clothe them for a year.

Someone replied: "It's strange, why are everyone here asking about Wang Qingcao today?"

They are all people with high status at first glance, unlike they, a group of poor wage earners who can only live in such a small place.

"Who else asked?"

"A man."

"What did you tell him?"

"He asked me if Wang Qingcao was back, and I pointed him to a path that Wang Qingcao would take after get off work."

"Which way?"

He pointed at Luo Xing slightly again.

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Wang Qingcao held the bag in her hand and placed it on her chest, as if this posture could give her a sense of security.

Walking quickly on high heels.

"Xiao Wang?"

!!!

Goosebumps came up

'who? ’, ‘Who is calling her? ’ Wang Qingcao muttered in his heart.

‘No, I can’t care. Whether it’s dirty things or something else, it’s best to pretend you didn’t hear anything in this situation. ’

"It's me, Xiao Wang, don't you recognize me?" A man suddenly walked out of the field in front of me.

Wang Qingcao was so shocked that he stepped back step by step.

"No, I don't know. You have the wrong person." She shook her head like a rattle.

"You're right, I'm the director of the Dusk Psychological Clinic. You used to be a nurse there. Have you forgotten?"

Dusk, nurse? No, it can’t be!

Do you know about the online forum? It's impossible, she's anonymous, no one will find out.

Besides, more than ten years have passed and she has left there long ago. No one will remember her.

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