monologue

Not long after Wen Ti and Xia Ci returned to the office, there was a strong wind outside, the clouds were low and dark, thunderstorms were fine, but if it rained heavily, it would be a hassle to go home. Standing in front of the window, Zhao Chen said depressedly: "If it wasn't for Qing The city’s drainage system is top-notch, and if it rains heavily, the Public Security Bureau will be flooded.”

After hearing what Zhao Chen said, Wen Ti continued to look down at the book. Perhaps because of the weather, he couldn't concentrate. He couldn't help but look out the window at the dark clouds approaching the ground, and finally put down the book and walked to the window with Wen Daju in his arms. , the road was full of people running to avoid the rain, Qi Shaocheng moved the lucky bamboo near the window aside, took a look outside and asked Wen Ti: "Are you afraid of thunder?"

Wen Ti looked at him puzzled, Qi Shaocheng said: "My sister is very afraid of thunder."

Wen Ti still didn't understand what Qi Shaocheng wanted to express, he said: "For criminals, this is the perfect weather."

"It was also such a thunderstorm day at that time." Qi Shaocheng said with emotion.

Wen Ti asked, "What?"

"Your phone is ringing." Qi Shaocheng reminded.

Wen Ti handed Wen Daju to Qi Shaocheng, and went back to the desk to answer the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ti's expression was not as calm as before. Xia Cida came down from the balcony to pay attention to him from time to time. Seeing that his expression was wrong now, and he didn't know what happened. Wen Ti put away the books and notebooks and put them in In the drawer, Xia Ci saw that he was leaving, so he asked, "Are you going out?"

Wen Ti glanced at him and nodded, "The research team has a temporary meeting, and I'm going to Changqing University now."

"Do you need me to take you there?"

Wen Ti declined: "Thank you, no need, there is already a driver waiting downstairs."

Xia Ci held a teacup and watched Wen Ti strolling out of the court. Xia Ci also had a prejudice against Wen Ti before. His prejudice was the same as that of Chu Xingmu. Li has been paying attention to Wen Ti's movements. Xia Ci has only heard about Wen Ti's identity and experience from Chu Xingmu and Wen Xiangqin. During this period of contact, Xia Ci has gradually dispelled her doubts. Xia Ci took the cup and turned to Wen Ti's work station. His desk was clean, not even a cup for drinking water, and the only thing was the books that were often changed in his drawer.

Not long after Wen Ti left, there was thunder outside, followed by heavy rain. Chu Xingmu braved the heavy rain and ran all the way from the parking lot into the public security building. Before he reached the door, he called Wen Ti's name. He looked extremely embarrassed and laughed: "Boss, why did you become drowned?"

Zhao Chen took a towel to Chu Xingmu by the way, but Chu Xingmu ignored Zhao Chen's ridicule, seeing that there was no one at Wen Ti's station, he asked, "Where is Wen Ti?"

He left his mobile phone in the car, and only saw Wen Ti call him after finishing his work, and rushed back all the way, but Wen Ti was not in the office.

Xia Ci said: "Wen Ti went to Changqing University for a meeting."

"Leave when it's raining?" Chu Xingmu wiped his hair and face with a towel.

"I left before it rained, and I guess I just arrived now."

Chu Xingmu hung the towel on the hanger and returned to his work station. Wen Daju ran to his feet and sniffed his trouser legs.

Xia Ci sat at the desk and wrote something. After writing two words, he looked up at Chu Xingmu, then lowered his head and continued to write. Five or six times in a row, Chu Xingmu couldn't stand it anymore, "Just say what you want, mother-in-law Are you a man?"

Xia Ci glared at him, Xia Ci asked Chu Xingmu obliquely: "You live with Wen Ti, right?"

Chu Xingmu nodded, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Xia Ci asked him: "Then Wen Ti... Does he usually act strangely?"

Chu Xingmu looked at him suspiciously, Xia Ci said, "I remember you said he was mentally ill."

"What? Do you discriminate against mental illness?" Chu Xingmu asked.

"After delivering the file with him today, I asked him to wait for me on the terrace on the fourth floor. I went downstairs to get two bottles of drinks. As soon as I went up, I saw him standing on the steps at the edge of the terrace. I thought he was going to jump off the building and pulled him away." Give him a hand." Xia Ci still felt that he was not just looking at the scenery.

Chu Xingmu's face immediately changed, he frowned, and hurriedly asked: "Then how did he explain it to you?"

"He said that the wind on the balcony is very good. I thought about it and told you, this kid's thinking is too weird." After Xia Ci finished speaking, he felt wrong, "Why don't you ask him if he really wants to jump off the building? Huh? Do you know something?"

"If I know, you don't need to remind me." Chu Xingmu stood up and made a phone call while walking. Xia Ci asked him where he was going again, and he said to pick up Wen Ti.

Chu Xingmu felt that it was necessary to find Wen Xiangqin and Zhong Changxin. He knew too little about Wen Ti's condition. On the night when Su Zheyu came back, Chu Xingmu woke up in the middle of the night and found that there was no one around him. He quietly walked out of the bedroom and found that the door of the side bed was open, and the light shone from inside. He saw Wen Ti standing in front of the easel through the crack of the door He drew a picture with red paint. What Chu Xingmu saw was a semi-finished product, but he recognized at a glance that it was the scene in the basement where Su Zheyu murdered and dismembered his body. He only showed Wen Ti a few of those photos. The conversation between Ti and Su Zheyu didn't mention the details of the basement, so how did Wen Ti know about it?

When he woke up the next day, he went to lie on his side, and the easel and paint box were put back to their original positions exactly. He searched all corners of the house but couldn't find the painting.

In the Criminal Psychiatry Research Office of Changqing University, Zhong Changxin and several professors of related majors are having a meeting in the conference room. Zhong Changxin's assistant, Qin Feifei, comes out of the office next to the reception room. Chu Xingmu's clothes are wet from the rain Most of the plaid shirts came over, seeing Chu Xingmu suddenly appear here, Qin Feifei felt strange, but did not show it, she walked over and asked: "Captain Chu, why did you come here under such heavy rain? What's the matter?" Is it an important case?"

"Where are Wen Ti and Dr. Zhong?" Chu Xingmu asked.

"They're in a meeting."

"I have a personal matter with Dr. Zhong, so don't worry."

"Sit down for a while, the meeting is almost over."

Chu Xingmu thought that Zhong Changxin was too good at using existing resources. Since he wanted to inherit his grandfather's mantle, shouldn't he set up his research laboratory in Qingshi Mental Illness Research Center?Chu Xingmu took the time to call Wen Xiangqin, and the two made an appointment to meet in a spare time, but Wen Xiangqin didn't ask any questions.

Ten minutes later, the rain outside seemed to have stopped. Chu Xingmu heard voices outside the door. He guessed that Zhong Changxin's meeting was over, so he opened the door and went out. Wen Ti and Zhong Changxin stood at the stairs and exchanged greetings. A few words sent the professors downstairs, Wen Ti heard the sound of the door opening behind her, turned around and saw Chu Xingmu coming out of it, he walked over with a smile.

Wen Ti asked, "Why are you here? Are you done with your work?"

Chu Xingmu said: "I called you and you didn't answer. I happened to have something to do with Dr. Zhong. We will go back together later."

Zhong Changxin pushed his glasses, walked up to the two with the same smile as Wen Ti, and said, "Coincidentally, I just have something to ask Captain Chu for help, so let's go in and talk about it."

"That's really a coincidence, it's all together." Chu Xingmu opened the door, and the three returned to the reception room. Qin Feifei brought them tea in after hearing the sound.

In the reception room, Wen Ti and Chu Xingmu were sitting together, and Zhong Changxin was sitting opposite them. Zhong Changxin smiled and said: "Captain Chu, if you need anything, just ask. Your criminal police team agrees that our people will take up their posts. Reciprocity, if there is any Any difficult case can contact me at any time."

How could Chu Xingmu's ears and eyes be so sharp that he couldn't hear what Zhong Changxin meant? He just wanted to say that even if Wen Ti had a post in the police force, he was still a member of their research team. However, Chu Xingmu didn't quite understand why Zhong Changxin was in front of him. Acting so familiar with Wen Ti, Chu Xingmu said: "I'm here for a personal matter. I heard that Wen Ti said that you are his psychotherapist. I want to borrow his treatment records."

Chu Xingmu didn't want to do strange things behind Wen Ti's back. It's best to say these things in front of Wen Ti. Every time he asked Wen Ti about this, he always answered ambiguously, either changing the subject or saying something Innocuous words, or tell him a few short stories that make him helpless and distressed.

Zhong Changxin was more surprised by Chu Xingmu's intention than Wen Ti, Zhong Changxin said: "It's simple, you just need Wen Ti's consent."

Chu Xingmu looked at Wen Ti. Wen Ti didn't know what he wanted his treatment records for, but judging by Chu Xingmu's expression, it didn't matter whether he agreed or not, because Chu Xingmu looked like his parents now.

Zhong Changxin said, "I would like to ask Captain Chu for a favor."

Chu Xingmu asked: "What's the matter?"

"You should be familiar with Zhou Jinlin, right?" Zhong Changxin asked.

"He used to be my master. He took me when I was a police officer. Is there any problem?" Chu Xingmu asked.

Zhong Changxin laughed loudly and said, "I thought you would deny it. After all, everyone mentioned him as a sinner and devil in Qingshi."

"Doctor, don't beat around the bush, just say it straight." Chu Xingmu thought that what Wen Ti had better than Zhong Changxin was his lack of politeness. He was really afraid of dealing with cultural people, and always felt that there was a generation gap of 80 years. .

"Zhou Jinlin accepted a case of a mentally ill patient ten years ago. Wen Ti should have told you that Zhong Minglou is my grandfather. He died in a mental hospital ten years ago. The hospital suspected that he was murdered. In the end, the case ended with my grandfather committing suicide."

"You want to ask me for the file of this case?" Chu Xingmu asked bluntly. Zhong Changxin asked him to borrow the file, which meant that Zhong Changxin had doubts about whether Zhong Minglou committed suicide or committed suicide. I also borrowed files from him once, Wen Xiangqin wanted to borrow his mother's files, Zhong Changxin borrowed his grandfather's files, these two cases happened to be in charge of investigation during Zhou Jinlin's tenure, Wen Xiangqin's mother's files Chu Xingmu had no impression of the case. They hadn't graduated at that time. After talking with Wen Xiangqin that time, he went to confirm that the dossier was indeed burned when the archive room caught fire.

"Well, Captain Chu, I'm not used to being so direct." Zhong Changxin said with a surprised expression.

Wen Ti said lightly: "Your sour words are too much, I'm so annoyed when I hear them, I have to go home and feed the cat."

Zhong Changxin said: "If you have something to do, you can go back first."

Wen Ti replied: "I took Captain Chu's ride."

"Dr. Zhong, keep going, I'm also rushing home to feed the dog." Chu Xingmu said.

"I want to see the file of my grandfather's case. I wonder if Captain Chu can help."

"Zhong Minglou, the director of the Institute of Mental Illness who committed suicide in Nanjia Psychiatric Hospital nine years ago?"

"Yes."

Chu Xingmu glanced at Wen Ti, and the memory of the broken string was suddenly connected. He remembered why he went to Nanjia the day he met Wen Ti and rescued Chu Daha. Zhou Jinlin asked him to come from Nanjia. The dean of the Jia Mental Hospital took some documents back, and when he heard about Zhou Jinlin's connection with this case, he remembered that Zhou Jinlin had gone to Nanjia more than once. He and Xia Ci had just joined the police force, and Zhou Jinlin intended to train them. So they followed Li Yaomin to investigate some major cases. Li Yaomin was the deputy director of the Municipal Bureau at that time, and they had almost never encountered such cases as the suicide of a mental patient. So Zhou Jinlin was involved in the Zhongminglou case?

Chu Xingmu suddenly realized that there seemed to be a connection between these two cases. Wen Xiangqin's mother, Zhong Changxin's grandfather, are these two people related to Zhou Jinlin?

Chu Xingmu said in embarrassment: "This has to be approved by the higher authorities, and both the circulation person and the borrower of the dossier must be present. Since you asked me for help, it means that you can't directly ask our Director Li for this dossier, but this involves some confidentiality. I'm afraid it won't be easy."

"That's not okay?" Zhong Changxin frowned slightly.

Chu Xingmu continued to be in trouble: "It's not impossible, it's just a little troublesome."

Going around, Zhong Changxin understood what Chu Xingmu meant, and he had to exchange terms with Chu Xingmu if he wanted to read the file.

"Leader Chu, tell me, what conditions do you have, I will try my best to meet your request." Zhong Changxin compromised a step.

Chu Xingmu had the momentum to win a round, he said: "I want all of Wen Ti's treatment records and treatment plans."

Wen Ti looked at him in surprise after hearing that, Zhong Changxin asked with a smile, "It's just this?"

Chu Xingmu said: "Of course not. If the private file is found, you will be punished, and if it is serious, you will be investigated. Why should I take such a big risk because of you? I have additional conditions."

After a while, Zhong Changxin became the passive party, "What are the conditions?"

"End the cooperation with Wen Xiangqin, don't give Wen Xiangqin some bullshit treatment results every week, you know very well whether he is sick or not."

Zhong Changxin said: "You may not know how exciting Wen Xiangqin's offer is."

"I don't care whether you are attracted to him or his money, if you can do this, I will help you."

"You are taking advantage of the fire."

"Dr. Zhong's Chinese language is definitely not perfect. Based on the needs of both of us, this is a fair deal. If you want to find someone else, feel free to do so. There is no loss for me." Chu Xingmu's tone was non-negotiable .

Zhong Changxin weighed it up and down, and finally asked, "Is there no room for negotiation?"

"You see, your question is a bit stupid." Chu Xingmu said.

Zhong Changxin: "..."

Wen Ti's eyes drifted away, he couldn't laugh because of his feelings, Zhong Changxin thought about it and agreed to this seemingly fair deal that was actually an unequal treaty.

"It's getting late, let's go first, I will contact you if there is news." Chu Xingmu stood up and planned to leave. Seeing that Wen Ti hadn't gotten up yet, he stretched out his hand to pull Wen Ti up again.

Zhong Changxin looked at Chu Xingmu and walked away. It was a pity to terminate the cooperation with Wen Xiangqin. Part of his research group was funded by Wen Xiangqin, and Wen Ti himself acquiesced to this.

Chu Xingmu let go of Wen Ti's hand when he went out, and then went downstairs without saying a word. Wen Ti followed him not far or near. He wondered why Chu Xingmu was so abnormal. Wen Ti thought about it carefully Take a look at what he did all day today. He didn't make Chu Xingmu unhappy, and he didn't go to the bar. Since the two lived together, Wen Ti's entertainment activities were almost gone. He followed Chu Xingmu to the police station on time every day. Check in at the bureau, and go back to deal with the company or the studio temporarily, Chu Xingmu and him are almost "inseparable".

Chu Xingmu seldom came to Changqing University. Every time he went directly from the school gate to the research institute. He never took other fork roads. He walked out of the research institute building and went straight to the path west of the building. Wen Ti called He shouldn't either, so he had no choice but to continue to follow Chu Xingmu, and he didn't walk fast enough to take a walk.

After walking about 100 meters, Chu Xingmu looked up and found that the surrounding scenery had changed. He seemed to have walked to a plantation behind the research institute. Since it had just rained, residual raindrops continued to fall from the surrounding leaves. Chu Xingmu stood still and looked back, Wen Ti looked at Chu Xingmu suspiciously, and asked, "Are you lost?"

Chu Xingmu said: "It's been a long time since I came to the university campus, I'll take a walk."

Seeing that it was getting late, Wen Ti suggested that they go back before it was dark. Chu Xingmu remained motionless, looked at Wen Ti and asked, "What did Su Zheyu tell you that day?"

"You were there the whole time, and I have a recording, why do you ask that?"

"Some words can be conveyed without words," Chu Xingmu said.

Wen Ti walked up to Chu Xingmu and asked, "Are you angry?"

Chu Xingmu said: "I have nothing to be angry about. Is there anything bothering you recently?"

Chu Xingmu walked all the way and thought about it, but he still planned to pretend that he didn't know about it. He didn't want Wen Ti to make up some cover to deceive him. Wen Ti laughed and said, "A professor in the research group asked me to write an article about I gave him the thesis on the recurrence rate of mental illness crimes, because I have no relevant professional education and experience, and he was very dissatisfied with Zhong Changxin's behavior of recruiting an idler like me into the research team, and wanted to use this to assess me, and his requirements were very strict , but I haven't gone to college, and I don't have a mentor, will you help me?"

"Thesis?" Chu Xingmu seemed to have heard an alien vocabulary, and he hadn't touched this thing for more than ten years.

"At best, I can help you find a case study. You can ask Tang Zhe, he is a serious college student."

"Why did you ask Zhong Changxin for my treatment records?" Wen Ti asked his doubts.

"It's too hypocritical to give Wen Xiangqin a copy of that thing every week."

Wen Ti leaned her head on Chu Xingmu's shoulder and said from the bottom of her heart, "Thank you."

Chu Xingmu patted his back lightly, kissed his cheek, and asked, "Then how are you going to repay me?"

Wen Ti tilted her head slightly, and kissed Chu Xingmu's neck in an extremely provocative way. Chu Xingmu didn't know if there were people or surveillance cameras around. Caught up.

Wen Ti frowned and asked, "Don't you feel uncomfortable running around in wet clothes?"

"Go home and change."

Chu Xingmu saw a few large characters on the roof of the teaching building in the distance, he thought of someone, and said, "I know who to look for."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Didn't you say that there is no tutor? Let Comrade Xi Rui help you see how to write this thesis. She should still be in the teaching building at this point." Chu Xingmu pulled Wen Ti and left.

"Which Xi Rui?" Wen Ti asked, probably just a name hit.

"My mother is a professor at the Law Department of Changqing University."

Wen Ti was a little flattered, "I didn't buy any presents."

"You can call her mom when you see her."

Wen Ti: "..."