crime profiler in the dark

Bai Haolin exited from the tea room, just turned around, but collided with a woman who was holding a document in one hand and studying hard, and a cold coffee in the other. The coffee spilled on Bai Haolin's body, and the woman just Hastily apologized:

"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't notice at all, I'm sorry! How much are your clothes? I'll pay you back!" She looks about 25 years old, with fashionable clothes, a delicate face, an artist's temperament, and a famous brand on her chest. Her name is written on it: Zeng Ziling.

"Xiaobai, what's the matter?" After the two policemen asked, they came out just in time to see this dramatic scene.

"It's nothing." Bai Haolin explained, and then said to Zeng Ziling, "It's nothing, don't worry about it."

"I'm sorry!" Zeng Ziling stuck out his tongue, apologetic.

Bai Haolin smiled awkwardly, turned around and went to the bathroom to wipe his clothes.Zeng Ziling, who got into trouble, was also inconvenient to leave, so she asked the two policemen about things: "Officer, what's his name?"

"Bai Haolin." A policeman replied.

"Bai? Is it Mu Baibai? This surname is so rare. I remember a judge who was killed a few years ago also had this surname?" Zeng Ziling pondered,

"Yes, the judge you mentioned is his father, a very upright and respected judge." The murder of Judge Bai caused a lot of trouble in the city, and even now, many people still cherish the memory of Judge Bai.

"Seven years ago, how old were you? You still remember the murder of Judge Bai?" Another policeman asked with a smile.

"I just happened to be in college. It was such a big deal, anyone who cares a little bit about current affairs will know about it?" Zeng Ziling smiled.

"Did you not work overtime on the night of the 17th?" A policeman asked while flipping through the personnel records.

"I left after eight o'clock." Zeng Ziling said, "What's wrong?"

"How is the relationship between your husband and wife, Boss Yuan?" Maybe it was a bit boring to wait, so the policeman asked casually.

"It's not bad, but Mr. Yuan is quite busy." Zeng Ziling replied briefly, "By the way, can you leave me the address of your colleague? Most of the coffee stains can't be washed off, so I'll buy one to compensate him." alright."

"Ha, it's at the Psychological Counseling Office of the Support Department on the fourth floor of Baihu Police Station. It's easy to find." The two policemen introduced enthusiastically as if they had seen through something.

"Psychological consultation office? Is he a psychiatrist? A psychiatrist is also in charge of solving cases?" Zeng Ziling asked curiously.

"You can ask him this question directly." A policeman pouted his lips, indicating that Bai Haolin had come out.

"It's okay, I'll just go to him next time." Zeng Ziling ran away like a frightened little rabbit before Bai Haolin came over.

"Haha!" The two policemen looked at each other and laughed.

"What's wrong?" Bai Haolin had already taken off his suit and hung it on his arm. It seemed that the coffee stains hadn't been washed off.

"No, just wait for the surprise."

"??" Bai Haolin looked at them without understanding.

"It's almost enough to ask, let's go back."

The three left Yuan's Design Company. Zeng Ziling, who was hiding in the dark, watched them enter the elevator. She stared sharply at the direction of the elevator and snorted from her nose, who looked innocent just now: "Oh, that's really cool. Come here without any effort!"