The First Light

"Where did that bastard Liu Yifan go?" Zhang Chen kicked Liu Yifan's chair, "The busier he is, the less there is anyone around."

Han Yan sat at the desk exhaustedly, propping her head on one hand: "Leave Ivan alone, Zhang Chen, listen to what Dr. Zou said first."

Zhang Chen picked up the materials and sat down on the table next to Han Yan.

Han Yan said in a low voice: "Dr. Zou said that this Niu Erbao, whose real name is Sun Siqiang, opened an Internet cafe in this city and is the owner of the Internet cafe. It may be that Sun Siqiang's long-term upside-down life has caused Sun Siqiang to have a certain degree of psychological depression. Symptoms similar to anxiety disorder, before the diagnosis period of anxiety disorder, due to a certain suicidal tendency, he was first diagnosed as depression, after which the patient had mental problems such as fantasy, after taking a period of time After treatment, Sun Siqiang's depression was basically under control, and the patient did not appear pessimistic, world-weary and other emotions, especially in the morning, the curative effect was remarkable. However, Sun Siqiang's fantasy problem was still not resolved. He always said that his name was Niu Erbao, and sometimes he said I am a supermarket owner, and sometimes I say that I deliver drugs to others, but when Dr. Zou asked him when he was sober, if there was someone who used to be called Niu Erbao, he denied it, and he definitely did not have such a name.”

Zhang Chen finished listening and picked up the information: "Whether it's Sun Siqiang or Niu Erbao, does he have any other social connections in this city, such as colleagues, classmates, or Internet cafe staff?"

"I have already investigated, this Sun Siqiang has no classmates in this city, and there is no record of him being involved in drugs in his place of origin, and the people who work in Internet cafes do say that their boss sometimes talks nonsense, and many people are a little scared , I was afraid that the boss would suddenly suffer from mental illness, so they all resigned one after another. This Internet cafe has been closed for a long time."

"Okay." Zhang Chen stood up, "I'll go and check on Dr. Zou."

"Okay." Han Yan picked up the cup and took a sip of water. At this moment, Zhu Xiong came in from the outside, "Han Yan."

"What's wrong?" Han Yan turned to look at Zhu Xiong.

"Come here."

Zhang Chen came out of the police force, and as soon as he got into the car, Guo Yang called.

"Hey?"

"Zhang Chen." Guo Yang's voice was a little dissatisfied, "Can you come to my house."

"Brother, I'm handling the case."

"What case?"

"Your case!" Zhang Chen said while adding fuel, "You're home now, you're fine, and all your illnesses have been cured. I'm still busy here."

"Then let me ask you something." Guo Yang whispered.

"Speak." Zhang Chen put the phone on the car, and then hung up a headset.

"Have I been selling wine all this time?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? I remembered the past few years, but forgot about the past few years?"

"And this pile of sissy clothes in our closet, I bought them all myself?"

"Then I don't know, I haven't seen your wardrobe." Zhang Chen laughed, "Why are you so sissy?"

"Okay, you go ahead. Call me back when you're done."

"You...you can't leave City L right now, don't forget about it." After finishing speaking, Zhang Chen hung up the phone and rushed towards the mental hospital.

When Dr. Zou saw Zhang Chen, it was time to rest. He said with a look of surprise, "I explained Sun Siqiang's illness to that female police officer that day."

"Dr. Zou, I'm just here to find out more about the situation." Zhang Chen sat opposite to Dr. Zou, "I'll waste your time."

Dr. Zou stood up in embarrassment, yawned, and closed the office door: "I have many patients this morning, and I am a little tired. Please hurry up, I still have work in the afternoon."

"Yes, yes. I'm sure." Zhang Chen took out the notebook with a smile, raised his head and asked Dr. Zou while writing, "You know Niu Erbao, oh no, it's the Sun Siqiang you mentioned, he has a history of drug abuse Bar?"

"Drugs?" Dr. Zou was taken aback, "I...don't know. Does he use drugs?"

"You don't know?" Zhang Chen's eyes widened, "You don't know at all?"

"I don't know." Dr. Zou's surprised expression lasted for a while, and then turned into a dissatisfied expression, "If he didn't tell me, how would I know."

"Even if he said that he is Niu Erbao, and he transported drugs to others, have you not checked him or reported it to the public security agency?"

"He's mentally ill!" Doctor Zou's expression became serious, and he no longer looked at Zhang Chen with his eyelids down.

Zhang Chen ignored Dr. Zou's excitement, and continued to ask questions slowly: "He is here with you, has he shown that he has a lot of drugs in his hands...fantasy?"

"No."

"Then how did he tell you about the drug transport?"

"He just said that his name is Niu Erbao..." Dr. Zou became more and more sleepy as he spoke, and seemed a little weak. "That's what I told that... female police officer of yours that day."

Zhang Chen closed the notebook with a smile.

Dr. Zou raised his head, his breathing was a little short: "Is the question finished?"

"There is one last question." Zhang Chen said with a smile, "Dr. Zou, before I came in, I asked the guiding nurse about your consulting room, and then asked if there are any patients in your consulting room. I don't think so." Disturbing your work. The nurse told me that you didn't see a doctor in the morning."

Dr. Zou's eyes were a little dull, and he replied absent-mindedly: "Yes. The patients are all in the afternoon."

"Then why are you so tired?" Although Zhang Chen smiled, his eyes became sharp. He stared firmly into Dr. Zou's eyes, "Doctor Zou, do you know that your saliva is dripping down?"

Guo Yang's house was in a mess. Zhang Chen rushed over after get off work, thinking that the place had just been burglarized.

"What do you mean? Is this recovery or amnesia again?" Zhang Chen asked standing in the living room.

"I haven't been very clear in the past few years." Guo Yang was shirtless at home, carrying two big bags in his hand, "You can take all these clothes. Otherwise, I have no place to put them."

"What clothes?" Zhang Chen was taken aback, "What are you doing here?"

"As soon as I woke up, I found that the things in the house looked awkward." Guo Yang frowned and shook his head, "It's too outrageous. Look at my stomach, and then look at my legs and arms. How can I be so thin, and I still have a small abdomen!"

"You were like this when I knew you." Zhang Chen looked at the rubbish in the place a little embarrassed, "Is the first thing you do when your memory comes back, is to redecorate your house?"

"No need to decorate, just have a place to sleep. I can't stand so many poor and elegant things, and it's annoying to look at. And this pile of sissy clothes."

"These clothes are pretty good, how sissy. I didn't understand what you said during the day."

"What are these, so thin!" Guo Yang picked up a pair of pants, "I have to buy some sportswear tomorrow. Do you have a fitness place that you are familiar with, or do you have one in your unit? It is best for the army Yes, if you know the fire alarm training ground, can you take me there?"

"Just go for a run at home." Zhang Chen didn't want to talk to him, pulled out a place from the sofa, and sat down, "I'm exhausted today."

Guo Yang insisted on cleaning up for another hour, and a rich second-generation capitalist residence was forcibly turned into a temporary headquarters of the field army.While eating instant noodles, Zhang Chen asked him in a low voice, "You haven't told me why you strangled me. Ever since you said you remembered, I haven't had time to ask you."

Guo Yang squinted at Zhang Chen, and replied confidently: "Because you look like a person."

"Who?"

"A person who harmed me in Thailand." Guo Yang said calmly, "I was performing a mission in Thailand at the time, and it was a cultural relic case. In fact, the entire case at that time was fabricated by the person who harmed me, and it didn't exist at all. He deliberately released the news that an ancient tomb was discovered in a small construction site in a remote city in Southwest China, and the cultural relics in the tomb were stolen overnight by workers at the construction site, and he expected to smuggle them from Yunnan to Thailand for resale at some time. At that time, I went to Thailand to collect information and intercept these cultural relics."

"I was also an undercover agent." Zhang Chen replied excitedly.

"Listen to me first." Guo Yang waved his hand, "Later when I went to Thailand, although things could not be said to be smooth sailing, I did not encounter too many obstacles. In short, it was a time for them to smuggle cultural relics out of the country quite smoothly. I got the location and location. Then I notified the army to block the exit of the batch of cultural relics. Just when I was about to return to China, I was arrested by a man named Kunlang."

"Caught?" Zhang Chen was taken aback, "Abducted?"

"No. I don't know the specific method he used until now, but he is better at using things that make people unconscious. When I woke up, I was captured by them. The scary thing is that they didn't Instead of tying me up, they hypnotized me while I was unconscious."

"Hypnosis?"