Ex-boyfriends are gods

"Al, hasn't your mental condition improved yet?" Morrie followed Al as usual, seemingly casually but couldn't help showing a bit of worry.

Al had something on his mind, so he was a little distracted.

"Al?"

"Huh?" Morrie suddenly raised his voice, which brought Al back to his senses, "Oh, you misunderstood, my condition is almost better, this time I didn't go to him to see a doctor."

"Why is that?" Morrie asked.

He always felt that Doctor Doyle was not a good thing, not that Morrie sniffed something bad on Doyle, but that Doyle's attitude towards Al was a bit strange.Maybe others can't see it, but Morrie always felt a little awkward, so he was not very happy from the bottom of his heart.

Al glanced at Morrie, and he didn't want to hide it from Morrie. After all, the other party was from the police department, and the police department was also investigating the disappearance case.

"Dr. Doyle chatted with me casually. He had seen three patients for free before. One was Warwick, the big man, you have seen him. The other two, one was Rother Smith, The other one is probably Banalon Hill.

Although there were a total of four kidnapping cases, and the other two seem to have nothing to do with Mr. Doyle at present, it is too coincidental that his patients accounted for two of them. "

"You suspect Doyle?" Morrie was a little strange, he thought Al liked that Doctor Doyle very much.

Al shook his head, "It's not doubtful. I have been with Mr. Doyle. He is a very wise, considerate, and gentle gentleman. He has achieved great success in his own field. He is neither short of money nor social. Status, coupled with his clever mind, I personally think that this matter has little to do with him.

Because if he was involved, it would be stupid.He started with his own patients, and it was all too easy to slip through. "

"Are you so optimistic about him? You have found so many words to praise him."

Al rolled his eyes at Morrie. Is this the point? Why are you grabbing the key words?

Chatting casually along the way, it was about two o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the Cross Clinic.As soon as Al entered the door, Ms. Emma received both of them warmly and kindly.

"Mr. Al, do you have an appointment today?"

"No, I don't have an appointment today. I just have something to do and I want to talk to Dr. Doyle."

Ms. Emma flipped through the appointment book, "I'll have to wait a moment, Mr. Doyle has patients now, and it will take another hour or so to finish."

"It's okay, we can wait."

Ms. Emma nodded with a smile, then gave Al a cup of hot coffee for each of them, and brought some small bread along the way.

An hour later, Al was dozing off, when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from far to near.After a while, a middle-aged man in decent clothes came out from the corridor, accompanied by Mr. Doyle.

"Thank you, I feel much better. I'll have a good chat with my son when I go back today." The middle-aged man said sincerely.

Doctor Doyle sent him out the door, then turned to look at Al, "Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."

Al smiled, "It was because I came to visit unexpectedly, I was embarrassed."

Morrie cast Doyle a disinterested glance.

"Sit inside? Just right, I don't have any patients anymore." Doyle smiled gently.

After Al and his party left, Ms. Emma opened the appointment book, made a slight mark, and then closed it again.

Doyle's office.

"What would you like to drink?"

Al was sitting on the chair casually at the moment, he supported his chin with his hand, and looked up slightly to see Doctor Doyle busy.His office is the same as before, very clean and tidy, but not too rigid.

"No, Ms. Emma poured me several cups of coffee just now, and I'm already full."

Doyle gave a deep smile, then looked at Morrie, "Mr. William, what about you?"

"No need." Morilla's tone was a little longer, revealing a very tired look.

Doyle didn't care now, he made himself a cup of coffee, and then sat down in his seat.Al noticed that when Doyle motioned to him, he didn't hold back, and just made it clear.

"So that's the case. In fact, Detective Stephen came to me a few days ago because of this matter. However, Rosser and Banalun were involved in the case, and he asked me not to mention it, so I didn't tell you at the time. "

Al was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered.Also, the Roccodo Police Department is not stupid, how could the two of them have such obvious clues that they could be linked together, how could they not know it at all.

"I was basically in the clinic when Roser and Banalun were most likely to have an accident, and Ms. Emma, ​​including my patients, could testify for me. So when Agent Stephen left, I was basically ruled out as a suspect.

Of course, because of Rosser and Banalun's problems, Stephen wondered whether Valer and the tailor shop owner Pullin had mental illnesses.You should know that in such frequent cases, the first thing to determine is why did the kidnappers choose these people?

According to these years, the police department has been constantly innovating, trying to organize and file all criminal cases, and finally draw some interesting conclusions through the data.

For example, the criminal who was named the "homicide photography case" committed six crimes in four years.As the cases were filed, it soon became apparent that all of his kills were women, tied to death with ropes and photographed at the scene.The victimized women are generally around 40 to [-] years old, with blond hair and red lips, and a plump figure, which are all characteristics.

Therefore, Mr. Ramnia, who was assisting the Police Department at the time, said before that the criminal should be around 27 or [-] years old, can take pictures, and may make a living by taking pictures. He usually lives a low-key life and does not like to communicate with others.

When I was young, I may have been harassed or abused by female elders. Because of the shadow of my childhood, I have a certain desire to abuse women of similar age.

Ramnia also analyzed a lot. After being arrested, the Police Department made a comparison.Although half of the analysis is not accurate, and it varies a lot.But the other half is amazingly accurate. "

"You mean the detectives of the police department suspect that the kidnappers only target people who have suffered from mental illness because of their own psychological reasons?" Al frowned.

"Yes, but it turned out afterwards that this clue was wrong." Doyle said regretfully: "After investigation, apart from the common celibacy, Waller and Prince have normal interpersonal relationships and no signs of illness.

In addition, these four people, regardless of gender, age, hobbies, social relations, etc., have nothing in common.In this case, the Police Department can only suspect that the kidnappers committed the crime randomly.Rosser and Banalun are also unlucky, maybe too unlucky. "

"No... In fact, they have something in common. Before they disappeared, they didn't disappear for no reason. Instead, they left messages for people close to them. This is too coincidental, but an excessive coincidence is not normal!

For example, Banalun, she obviously wanted to go home with her husband and children, so there was no reason for her to choose to go home alone first.There is only one possibility. After selecting the target, the kidnapper must have tried to contact them and gained their trust.

On the day of the kidnapping, the kidnapper should have found a reason to deceive them, asking the kidnapped to leave a note to delay the time so that he could transfer the kidnapper. "

Doyle took a sip of coffee, "Stephen thought about it too, so he went to investigate and asked the four families whether the abductee had any new friends recently. Unfortunately, he didn't get any useful news. "

"Okay." Al rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

Sure enough, this matter is very difficult.Stephen is a seasoned and capable detective. Whatever he can think of, the other party must have thought of too.If Stephen didn't come up with any clues, Al felt hopeless.

Mr. Doyle smiled gently, "Don't worry, I believe that no matter how difficult the case is, the truth will come to light one day. By the way, these things need to be kept secret, don't tell others."

Al gave the other party a clear look.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Al and Morrie were sent out of the clinic by Doyle.

"Go slowly, Mr. Al, see you next time." Mr. Doyle stood at the door, his deep facial features revealing a strange intimacy.At this moment, the tone of his mouth was slightly low, which was very nice.

Al waved goodbye to each other.

All the way back, Al didn't have sex with Morrie either.After returning home, Morrie made some simple food, and after eating with Al, seeing that Al was contemplating, he told him to go to bed early, and insisted on checking the doors and windows for Al by the way.After seeing that there was no damage, he stopped chatting and left slowly.

night.

Al took out Luo's bullet and turned it over in the palm of his hand. He was a little uncertain whether Luo would come tonight.Although he had already told the other party that he wanted the other party to come in a serious manner during the day.However, Luo's personality is always changing, and Al is not confident that Luo will strictly follow what he says.

Regarding suppressing Luo, Al now has the same habit as the old man.

Always stay in the study for a long time before falling asleep.At the same time, Al also took out his notebook, and began to record these kidnapping cases after the last case.

When the last word was written, because Al was distracted, he did not remove the pen for a long time, and the pen finally left an ink dot on the paper. .”

dong dong...

A vague and vague voice came to his ears abruptly, and Al was alerted, and ran downstairs fiercely.Of course, he has a fully loaded revolver/gun in his hand.

After going down the stairs, there was another knock on the door this time, and the sound was very clear.

"Who is it?" Al quickly approached the door and asked at the same time.

Then, the knock on the door stopped, and everything returned to complete silence, as if the knock on the door just now had never happened.

"Who are you? If you don't tell me, I won't open the door. Morrie? Is it you? I don't like such jokes, I'm really going to get angry." Al tried again.

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