Uproarious

After asking some other seemingly insignificant questions, Yao Feng left with the other two policemen.

"Captain Yao, is it possible that the two of them are the murderer?" one of the little policemen asked.

Yao Feng shook his head, "Before there is no evidence, you can't directly say that someone is a murderer, at most a suspect. Is that what you learned in the police academy?"

The little policeman immediately fell silent.

"Ruan Zhiqing, there is a motive, but do you remember that what Cheng Shishi said was that Zhou Jianan told him before his death that Cen Yan has a big problem." Yao Feng said.

The other two little policemen couldn't say anything, "But if it was Ruan Zhiqing, wouldn't the motive be too obvious?"

Yao Feng glanced at the traffic in front of him, and said, "Sometimes, the simplest motive is the most likely motive. After experiencing many cases, I always feel that the clues that are too obvious are not so credible."

The little policeman hummed, indicating that this was the case.

At this moment, the little policeman's mobile phone rang, "Hey, yes, tell me, what did you find?"

Listening to the voice on the receiver, the little policeman glanced at Yao Feng, and after a while, he put down the phone.

"Team Yao, the people who went to the bar said that Cen Yan had favored Ruan Zhiqing before, and the bar manager said that, and this Zhou Jianan incident, according to common sense, people like Ruan Zhiqing He should have been fired for his behavior, but Cen Yan didn't let him go twice."

Yao Feng thought for a while.

The little policeman said again, "The relationship between the two of them doesn't seem to be what it seems on the surface. It's just the relationship between the landlord and the tenant."

Yao Feng waved his hand, "Let's go back to the police station first, by the way, you ask the person who went to the bar to bring back the surveillance video."

"Yes."

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After sending the police away, Ruan Zhiqing remembered to ask Master Cen Yanxing for the crime.

But Cen Yan's face was pale, as if he was half-dead.

Ruan Zhiqing was puzzled, "Do you really have a stomachache?"

Just now, when Officer Yao kept asking questions, Cen Yan had already shown a little unnaturalness, the blood on his face gradually faded, and even without wearing lipstick on weekdays, he looked extraordinarily seductive with lipstick on. Human lips also lost their color.

Yao Feng noticed it first.

"are you OK?"

Cen Yan just shook his head and smiled, "I feel a little sick to my stomach, does Officer Yao mind if I fetch myself a cup of hot water?"

Yao Feng said he didn't mind.

Cen Yan got up and went to the kitchen.

When he came back, he drank the water in his hand one mouthful at a time.

"Stomach disease is not a minor problem. Mr. Cen needs to take care of it."

Cen Yan smiled, "It's an old problem, it's okay."

Although his face was pale, Cen Yan's expression was not in the slightest uncomfortable.Ruan Zhiqing looked puzzled, wondering if this person really had a stomach problem, or just pretending.

After all, I have seen many sides of him as an actor.

It wasn't until the end, after Cen Yan sent away Yao Feng who had almost finished asking the question but still didn't want to leave immediately, on the pretext of feeling sick to his stomach, and saw the smile on his face, that Ruan Zhiqing concluded that this guy It is indeed pretending.

But now it seems that Ruan Zhiqing is a little confused again.

Cen Yan leaned on the sofa, still holding the cup of hot water in his hand, frowning slightly.

"Do you have any medicine at home?" Ruan Zhiqing clicked his tongue.

In early autumn, the weather was not too hot, but Ruan Zhiqing saw the indistinct beads of sweat on Cen Yan's forehead, and his heart skipped a beat.

Cen Yan seemed so uncomfortable that he didn't even want to say anything.

But he still forced a smile on Ruan Zhiqing.

"On the bedside table, the red bottle. If you can't bear to see me like this, go get it for me."

To be honest, there was a moment when Ruan Zhiqing wanted to choose to fuck you.

But he still entered Cen Yan's house.

Speaking of which, he had never entered Cen Yan's house. The intermediary said before that the landlord ordered him not to enter that house no matter what, and he always kept it firmly in his heart.

He has always had the good habit of respecting other people's privacy.

The decoration style of Cen Yan's own room is the same as that of the living room outside. They both use dark colors, which looks depressing and dull, but it is not as empty as Ruan Zhiqing imagined. It's the big bookshelf.

He is actually a rich second generation who likes to read books?

Walking to the side of the bedside table, Ruan Zhiqing discovered why Cen Yan insisted on emphasizing the red bottle, because besides the red ones, there are also green, yellow and other colors here, everything is available here, and it looks fresh.

It seems that all the colors that should be in the room exist here.

They all threw away the original bottle and put the medicine in this unlabeled bottle.It seems that the master deliberately concealed the medicine he needed to take. Ruan Zhiqing could understand that some people didn't want others to know what disease they had.

Even if no one may come in the room, it is still necessary to prevent someone from breaking in one day.

It may also be prepared for today's situation.

Ruan Zhiqing looked at those bottles and cans, thinking distractedly, what kind of medicines were in the other bottles.

He took the red bottle and went out without forgetting to lock the door behind him.

"Hey." Ruan Zhiqing handed the medicine to Cen Yan.

Sitting down on the sofa next to him, he watched Cen Yan pour out two capsules, put them in his mouth, and swallowed them without taking a sip of water

Ruan Zhiqing watched his operations in shock, with a terrifying familiarity.

"Don't you drink capsules without water?"

Generally speaking, the shell of the capsule is made of protein. Although it will not be decomposed in the mouth, it will always become sticky. Sometimes it is uncomfortable when it gets stuck in the throat.

"If you eat too much, your throat will stretch out." Cen Yan said half-jokingly.

Ruan Zhiqing couldn't stand it anymore, took the cup in his hand, and went to fetch him another cup of hot water.

When he came out, he found that the person was already lying down.

"Knowing that I have a stomach problem, why mess with my schedule like this?" Ruan Zhiqing put the water on the coffee table beside her.

"It's not a stomach problem, it's a very mild gastritis. Isn't this a must-have for modern young people?" Cen Yan looked at him with a smile and said.

Ruan Zhiqing ignored him, "It seems that I am not a young man."

"You are indeed not a young man. You are living like an old man in your forties or fifties when you are only in your senior year. You only know how to study to make money and think about your future life."

"Is there anything wrong?"

Cen Yan smiled, "Young people should play more. If you still have time and body, call some friends, stay up all night, dance, that would be great. There are some things that I won't have the opportunity to do in the future, and I don't have the interest or Once your physical fitness is improved, it is absolutely impossible for you to stay up for two nights in a row without panting when you are middle-aged."

Ruan Zhiqing ignored his nonsense, it was obvious that he and Cen Yan did not live the same young life.

"Is it like this for you?"

Cen Yan smiled, "I just accidentally took it off, and besides gastritis is not a big deal, it doesn't seem to have any harm except for a little pain."

"Didn't you know that severe cases can turn into stomach cancer?"

"If you think too much, it's not enough."

"If you go on like this, you probably won't have to wait too long."

Cen Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Ruan Zhiqing for a while, "If I really have cancer, I'll leave that bar to you."

"...Thank you so much for your generosity."

Cen Yan could hear the teasing in his tone, "Anyway, someone gave it to me." Cen Yan said.

Ruan Zhiqing was a little surprised, "...isn't it your own?"

"It was given by a woman. You know, a popular cowherd always has a few customers who are particularly obsessed with it."

"..."

"But it's okay, she's not here now. Otherwise, I don't know how much face I'll sell her in this bar. How should I put it, I'm a cowherd who picks customers, and she's really not the kind that interests me. woman."

Ruan Zhiqing thought to herself, generally, women who are relatively wealthy and can be independent to this extent are generally elderly.

"Why on earth do you want to be a cowherd?"

"Didn't I tell you? Make money, you must believe it. Choose to choose, or this profession can make the most of my conditions and get the highest reward."

"You..." Ruan Zhiqing actually wanted to ask, aren't you the rich second generation?

But thinking about it in a blink of an eye, it seems that he has always defined him as the rich second generation, and Cen Yan himself has never said it.

Cen Yan waited for Ruan Zhiqing to finish speaking.

"Forget it, it's okay, you can lie down, I have something to do in the afternoon."

"You just left a patient behind?" Cen Yan said.

"...Or do you want me to massage your stomach? If you really think so, be prepared for more pain later."

Cen Yan smiled, "Forget it, I know I can't keep you."

Ruan Zhiqing didn't speak, just took a look, finally got up and left, he was really busy.

There is an exam in the afternoon.

Although the grades of the senior year are useless, it is still useless to fail the exam and miss the postgraduate entrance examination. He doesn't want to continue to toss about this matter.

Cen Yan did lie on the sofa for a while, until the burning pain in his stomach became less fatal, and then he got up.

He went into his room and took a suit, loosened his hair again, combed it, and tidied up his formal attire. In a blink of an eye, he changed from a slovenly swinger who hangs out in nightclubs to a serious and serious rich second-generation heir.

Cen Yan smiled at himself in the mirror.

Sometimes I even have an illusion about who I really am. It is also possible that there is no real Cen Yan in this world for a long time.

He drove away in a silver suv.

The environment of the private psychological clinic seems to be more comfortable than that of the regular tertiary hospitals. Dr. Li will put all kinds of plants around the house very considerately, and even raise one or two gentle cats and dogs. The decoration of the whole room adopts warm The color tone seems to exude a vigorous, high-spirited atmosphere, but at the same time it is clean and cool.

Indeed, it makes people who come in feel a lot more comfortable.

"Go back and think about it first, list ten things that are difficult for you from small to large, and I will guide you how to proceed to the next step."

Before Cen Yan entered the office, he heard a calm male voice coming from inside.

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Li." A female voice said.

"You're welcome. Whether you can recover in the end and to what extent depends on you."

"Then see you again, Dr. Li, I'll come back another day."

"Ok."

The woman got up and was about to leave, but when she went out, she saw a handsome man standing aside with her arms folded. No, he was more beautiful than handsome.

The woman seemed a little dumbfounded.

It wasn't until the man on the opposite side greeted him with a smile that she realized that she quickly responded with a 'hello'.

Dr. Li happened to come out from inside, and he had already heard the movement outside the door.

I knew it was Cen Yan who was here.

Surprised but also felt a little helpless, even a little helpless.

When Cen Yan saw Dr. Li walking out, he subconsciously took a step forward, but saw the woman immediately took a step back, looking at Cen Yan with eyes that were not guarded, but an expression similar to guilt and apology .

Only then did Cen Yan notice the gloves on her hands.

Wearing gloves in early fall seems a little…

"What wind brought your big Buddha here?"

Cen Yan pretended to be embarrassed and smiled, "I'm your patient, how can I afford the word Great Buddha."

Dr. Li said again, "If you are willing to cooperate with me well, I will reluctantly admit that you are my patient."

The two exchanged pleasantries, and the woman next to her felt a little embarrassed, so she bowed 30 degrees, apologized to Dr. Li again, and then left.

Cen Yan watched the back of the woman leaving.

"A clean freak?"

"Well, it's very serious. You can't touch anyone. Anyone who touches you will feel quite uncomfortable. You wash your hands hundreds of times a day." Dr. Li watched the woman's back with him.

"Shouldn't the skin be peeling after washing like this?"

"Her gloves are there to cover her hands, which are almost invisible."

"Tsk tsk, it's really pitiful." Cen Yan said with emotion.

Dr. Li was noncommittal and shook his head, "Cleanliness is not a complete mental illness, but it is just a type of obsessive-compulsive disorder. The patient has self-knowledge about his own psychological problems, has the behavior of seeking medical treatment on his own, and has no logical thinking. Confusion, insensibility abnormalities, etc., apart from being cruel to oneself, actually have little impact on others. Compared with some mental illnesses that have a major impact on others and society, they are really insignificant."

Cen Yan couldn't help laughing, "I told you that she is not a poor problem, why are you telling me these things? The one who is affected by cleanliness is yourself, and the second situation you mentioned affects others. I don't seem to be too serious. Doesn't matter, isn't the former a little more pitiful?"

Doctor Li watched him for a while.

Still shaking his head noncommittally. "Okay, if you really think so, you won't come to me." Dr. Li entered the office after speaking, and when he left, he didn't forget to say to Cen Yan, "Come in."

Cen Yan shrugged, and continued, "I just can't understand those of you who think you see others very clearly."

Dr. Li smiled, "At least he is a psychiatrist, right? Otherwise, my brand will not be successful? It is true that I can understand a person better than ordinary people, but often, the one who can understand a person the most is always that man himself."

Cen Yan's face didn't look like he believed, and even had a hint of confusion. "Yeah?"

"Okay, let's not talk about that, let's talk about you, why did you suddenly remember and come to me?"

"I've said it all, haven't I? I'm your patient, and you are my psychologist. I'll come here every once in a while to cultivate my mood and improve my psychology, isn't it?"

Dr. Li wrote in his notebook without looking up.

After a long time, he got used to Cen Yan's routine. He never really told him what was really hidden in his heart, and sometimes when he was in a hurry, all he said were lies that he made up on the spur of the moment.

It is also possible that it was compiled from the beginning, just to give a false impression to those who tried to approach him, so that they could analyze the wrong situation and come up with an answer that could not be correct.

But every time the procedure still has to go, to put it nicely, it's called going through the procedure, and to put it aggrieved, it's called cooperating with Cen Yan.

"Okay, tell me what's bothering you recently?"

Cen Yan thought for a while, and it seemed that he was really thinking, "Hmm... the most annoying thing is probably falling in love with someone who is not so easy to deal with."

"..." Dr. Li looked at him with a look of please don't make fun of me.

"Speaking of which, has Dr. Li ever chased someone who is particularly disobedient but...how should I put it, so attractive that people can't help but want to get closer."

"You mean the Mustang model?" Doctor Li glanced at him.

"Hey, that's right, that's pretty much the description. Does Dr. Li have any special experience to recommend? Because I've been trying my best recently, but he just doesn't appreciate it."

Dr. Li really doesn't want to talk about this kind of topic in his psychological clinic office with a person who always makes fun of him.

He smiled slightly, "Isn't it that people like you are more proficient in this matter? Get a drug, cheat into bed, do it first, and then talk about it. This kind of wild thing is actually easy to tame after you have it once."

Cen Yan's eyes widened, "I didn't expect Dr. Li to like to play like this."

"..." He was just looking at the problem from Cen Yan's point of view. "Don't talk nonsense, if you only want to consult with this question, then go, I'm still busy, and I have an appointment for a patient later, if you really want to chat with me, you can make an appointment in advance next time , I’m not always free.”

Doctor Li has almost issued an order to evict the guest.

Cen Yan's original intention was not to pester Dr. Li to waste time.

"With such an attitude towards patients, Dr. Li, aren't you afraid that you will close your business sooner or later?"

"Thanks to you, the business is going on for the time being. I would be happy if there are more patients like you who only spend money and don't need me to do practical things."

Cen Yan smiled, "Then, for the sake of being so easy to serve, please prescribe me some medicine from last time."

Doctor Li looked up at Cen Yan, who still had a smile on his face.

Sure enough, he had long guessed the purpose of Cen Yan's visit, and it was the purpose almost every time. He didn't need to guide him in his heart, just prescribed a medicine for him.