Ex-boyfriends are gods

Cross Clinic, when Al saw Dr. Doyle, he was drinking hot coffee with Ms. Emma in the lobby.

"Mr. Al, you came at the right time. Come and taste it. Someone just gave Dr. Doyle a can of good coffee beans. It tastes so good." Ms. Emma was very happy to see Al .

Doyle stirred the coffee, and a few smiles appeared in his slightly deep eyes, "Sit inside?"

Al nodded silently, and followed Dr. Doyle into his office.

"What's up?"

Al was not surprised that Dr. Doyle saw his abnormality. As a well-known psychiatrist, the other party could still see this problem even though he did not hide his feelings.

Al didn't hide anything, and explained Warwick's affairs clearly as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Mr. Doyle, I came here to ask you, did Warwick show any abnormalities during the conversation with you?"

For the first time, Mr. Doyle Cecil showed a dignified expression. In his usually calm and confident eyes, at this moment, a somewhat complicated expression appeared rarely.

He didn't answer Al's question immediately, but got up suddenly and went to the cabinet behind him, taking out all the medical records about Warwick.

Ten minutes later, Doyle got up in a hurry, then took the black hat aside and put it on, "Mr. Al, it seems that we have to go to Simon Street as soon as possible."

Both of them were very fast-moving people. They went out and explained to Ms. Emma, ​​asking her to put some food for the little white cat before she got off work, and Doyle and Al left.

Along the way, Al quickly followed Dr. Doyle, "Mr. Doyle, what did you find?"

Doyle frowned, "I was negligent. Recently, Warwick has rarely come to my place. It's nothing else, mainly because of a recent chat. I found that his mental state has improved a lot.

In addition, he also told me before that he once went to church to participate in prayer, and he met a pen pal because of it.The other party seems to be a kind person, and has been giving Warwick a lot of help through letters.Warwick trusts this pen pal very much. In addition, Warwick also told me about your recent situation. I also thought that he visited you and you were communicating with him.

So, I think he's adjusting to normal socializing.So I also suggested to him that I can come here less and go out most of the time. "

When he finished speaking, Dr. Doyle sighed.

He is also worth Al's sudden visit today, and Warwick seems to have fallen into another misunderstanding.He wasn't engaging in normal social integration at all, and Warwick was still timid and fearful of the outside world.He also didn't visit Al normally at all, but chose the way of long-term spying and tracking.

This is definitely not normal!

Under this premise, Doyle looked through the conversation records with Warwick, and many of what Warwick said were actually full of weirdness.

Al hesitated for a moment, and reminded Dr. Doyle, "Sir, maybe before we go there, it's better to go to the Roccodo Police Department." If Warwick is really the murderer, it's best to have the protection of the detectives to be the safest .

Doyle paused, unexpectedly rejecting Al's proposal.

"No, Mr. Al, let's go and have a look first. Warwick is my patient, please believe me, he is simple and kind in nature, and he is not a demon.

While there's something wrong with him, we don't have absolute proof.He's afraid of meeting outsiders, and if we take agents there, it's going to scare him. By the way, Doctor Doyle opened his coat sideways, and there was a pistol/gun in the lining pocket, "Also, we still have this, and my marksmanship is also good. "

Al thought about it, and he also brought a revolver/gun and a universal knife with him.Even though Warwick is tall and powerful, he does have a great deal of confidence in subduing the opponent.

But being careful, Al still stopped and walked to a restaurant on the side, then wrote a note and handed it to a driver.A reward of [-] pence was given, and the other party was asked to hand over this note to the Police Department at night to an agent named Stephen.

For Al's cautious approach, Doyle didn't stop him this time.

Simon Street, the famous slums in the fog, is also a place where some gray areas are prevalent.

As soon as he stepped here, Al could smell the strong smell of feces and stinky sewers.Even though the weather is still a bit chilly, the smell inside still cannot be covered.Can't imagine how bad it will be here when the weather is hot.

When he walked in with Dr. Doyle, many people looked over immediately.Al turned his head slightly and looked around, he knew how out of place he and Doyle were here.

Seven or eight children followed behind, and a few brave ones rushed to the front, holding messy and dirty toys in their hands, and randomly dangling in front of Al.

Mr. Doyle is much better than Al's discomfort.

He walked to a candy store with a smile. The decoration at the entrance was dilapidated, and the candy store was not clean as a whole, giving it a gloomy and gloomy feeling.

But soon, Mr. Doyle bought a big bag of candy and came out.Then, he called these over, and each of them gave them a handful.The children who got the benefits just dispersed in a herd.

"I've been here before. When I was selecting patients, I visited Warwick several times." Doctor Doyle clapped his hands and folded the bag of candy just now and put it in his pocket.

"You may not imagine that Warwick is really a very timid person. He is tall and tall, but when he walks on the road, these children can bully him casually, and he will not resist at all. Many people here People don't know his name.

They saw him and they just said, hey, that big idiot, come here.Even, they would ask Warwick to help move things and clean up, but they paid him very little wages, and sometimes even gave him a little food. "

Al nodded understandingly, maybe that's why Dr. Doyle was unwilling to bring the agent over.In his bones, he sympathized with these patients.

They have all suffered mental injuries, and this has had an impact on their psychology.

Dr. Doyle led the way all the way, and after walking through a relatively large street and passing through a few alleys full of garbage and mud, Mr. Doyle stopped.

"Here?" Al looked around.

Basically, there are rows of small houses piled up together. There is a dug path on the ground where they live, and there is an iron gate at the bottom, which is a bit like an underground utility room.To the left of this utility room, there is a sausage shop, which is the tallest building of all the houses here.

"He lives down there."

Al looked at the warehouse below, the environment here was quite bad.Originally, the sanitation of the entire Simon Street was in a mess.The warehouse is below again, and all kinds of dirty water flow down. It must be very damp and dark, and it has the smell of a stinky sewer.

Al looked at Dr. Doyle, stepped forward and walked down the path, and stood by the rusty door, and he raised his hand to knock.

Almost as soon as Al rang, the door was pulled open.

Warwick's tall body was slightly bent, and his hair seemed to be stained with some water, which should have been combed specially, so it lay flat on his head.

He has a big body, as long as he doesn't smile, his appearance can easily give people a feeling of being difficult to mess with and full of hostility.But at this moment, Warwick's whole head popped out, and then he put up a big silly smile.

Al was taken aback by Warwick's surprise, and took a step back.

Warwick followed everyone out of the room, pulled his clothes with his big hands awkwardly, "Mr. Al...you're here...I'm getting ready, I didn't expect...you're here today."

After standing firmly, Al gave way to some places, and said with a smile: "It's not just me, Dr. Doyle is also here."

Warwick looked up a little, and then his smile widened.

"Wow, woof, woof..."

At this time, there was another ferocious dog barking in the house.

"Meow." Warwick wanted to go back to check the situation in the house, but a big white cat came out.It was obviously very familiar with Warwick, and after coming out with its tail upright, it walked around Warwick's feet intimately.

Al glanced at it. The fur color of this big cat was not pure white, but mixed with some gray hairs.

"This is the mother you gave my kitten to?"

Warwick nodded honestly, "That's right, this is Dabai. It gave birth to four, one died immediately after birth, and there were three more. Unfortunately, Dabai used to like kittens very much, wait for kittens When it grows up, it will beat them, not allow them in the house, and often bite off the kitten's hair."

Al squatted down, wanting to pet the big cat.

As a result, the big cat meowed and stretched out its paws to scratch.

"careful!"

"Are you okay?"

Fortunately, Al's reaction speed was not slow. After withdrawing his hand, the big cat jumped back into the house vigilantly, and then let out a threatening meow.

Al touched his hand with lingering fear, and just breathed a sigh of relief, Doctor Doyle had already grabbed his wrist and checked, "Fortunately, it's all right."

Warwick is like a child who has done something wrong at the moment, his eyes are a little dodge, "I'm sorry, Mr. Al. Dabai was often bullied before, and anyone who touches it except me will run away."

"It's okay." Al didn't care about a big cat, but after speaking, Al put a hand in his pocket slightly, and said with a smile, "Let's go in and sit down."

"Okay." Warwick didn't show the slightest resistance, he stepped aside and gave way to Al and Doyle.

Al glanced back at Warwick, who was smirking at him now.To be honest, Al really couldn't imagine that Warwick was the murderous demon who cut off other people's heads and chopped them into pieces.

The house is not big, very low.

After Al went in, although he didn't have to bend down, the height of his head from the top could be reached by stepping on his feet.In terms of height, it gives people a very depressing feeling.

In addition, the whole house is very damp, and there are all kinds of smells mixed in it, which is not pleasant.The room can be seen to the end at a glance, and there is a table in the innermost corner, which is full of messy things.

There are three iron cages outside, and three dogs are locked inside.There is no bed, and there is a table near the door. On the table are some old pens, crumpled paper, and some mirrors.

"Sit, sit on the floor, I've cleaned it." Warwick squeezed in, no more than Al, and he bent over to enter the room.

Al glanced at Dr. Doyle, then put the gift in his hand aside, and sat down again.

Warwick has been paying attention to Al's expression, to see that he doesn't show disgust, and while he is relieved, the smile on his face is even brighter.

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