What is it like to be misunderstood as a murderer all the time?

In desperation, Su Zhao had no choice but to pull out a pair of beach pants that could be adjusted and threw them in the opponent's face, urging, "Go in and change them."

"Oh."

After changing her clothes, the white-haired little loli came out wearing unsuitable clothes, walked up to Xiaobai as if she was at home, grabbed the yogurt from the other party's hand, and sat on the sofa opposite Su Zhao. After tearing it open and licking the yogurt cover, he asked, "Shouldn't we have some porn to cheer us up before the story begins?"

"What is your strange hobby?"

Su Zhao stood up and gave the opponent a chestnut.

"Oh, it hurts."

The white-haired little girl covered her head and began to explain the ins and outs of the whole incident, "There was a terrible fire in Wuzhou Mental Hospital 12 years ago. According to the police statistics, 44 mental patients died in the fire. One person disappeared in the fire. The missing person was the arsonist, the crazy psychiatrist. It is said that her seven-year-old daughter was hacked to death by a mental patient with a kitchen knife on the way home from school. The entire building was blocked inside, and it was too late when people found out. After this disaster, the Wuzhou Mental Hospital established in the 80s was forced to close because of the transfer of patients. However, four years ago, due to the sudden danger, the number of mental patients suddenly increased. There has been a surge, and the psychiatric hospital is back in operation after being renovated and expanded."

The white-haired little loli said proudly, "I also know more inside information. In the past three years, private investigators and investigators have disappeared near the mental hospital. There are also various horror legends circulating in this hospital. At night, you will hear the cries of patients who have long been burned to death, a taboo-like secret electrotherapy room, and even patients who collectively dream of the mental hospital before it was burned down. I can’t get out either. But it’s very difficult to find out, because the mental hospital implements a very strict management system, and there were reporters who wanted to interview patients before, so guess what?”

Su Zhao suddenly became interested and asked, "Huh? What happened in the end?"

The white-haired little girl bit her spoon and said, "At that time, the reporter wanted to develop a patient surnamed Chai into an informant, but a few months later, the reporter was developed by this patient surnamed Chai into a patient in the bed next door."

"..."

Su Zhao scratched his head, feeling more and more that there were more interesting secrets hidden behind this mental hospital.

He stood up and found a piece of paper and pen, wrote a few words in a hurry, folded it, and handed it to the white-haired little girl along with the key.

The other party held the key in confusion and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I may not be at home in the next few days, please help me look at the house. By the way, keep an eye on the situation in the mental hospital. If something serious happens, please send this letter to the person who sent me back just now Uncle Policeman."

Little Loli licked the edge of the bottle cap, patted her open chest, and said, "Oh, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiao Bai."

"Hey, Xiaobai has to go with me."

Su Zhao flicked the white-haired little girl's forehead with her fingers, and said, "That's it, you can sleep on the sofa tonight, and I'll get you a blanket."

"that."

The white-haired little loli sat cross-legged on the sofa, raised her hands and hurriedly asked, "Well, do you have a Bilibili member? I want to follow Miss Huiye's second season."

"No, go to sleep!"

After speaking, Su Zhao snapped and turned off the light in the living room.

Early the next morning, the little white-haired loli drooling on the sofa opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Su Zhao holding a big backpack, stuffing bandages, adhesive tape, bone saws, and scalpels into it. .

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he asked, "What are you going to do with your armor on? Robbing a mental hospital?"

"I'm going to persecute, no, I'm going to see a psychiatrist."

Little Loli blinked, thinking for a long time but failed to connect receiving treatment with the bone sawing knife.

Su Zhao took Xiaobai out together, and before leaving, he did not forget to tell him, "Take care of the house, don't rummage through things, you know?"

After speaking, he walked out the door.

As soon as he came to the side of the road, he saw Chen Mo, who had changed into casual clothes, driving slowly.Su Zhao threw the backpack to the back seat, and then sat in the co-pilot seat.

Chen Mo frowned, glanced at the black schoolbag behind him, and asked, "No, why are you carrying such a big backpack to see a psychiatrist?"

Su Zhao smiled slightly, put his index finger on his lips, and whispered, "Shh, don't worry, I'll find out when I get to the psychiatrist later."

Chapter 31 Let me hypnotize you

Chen Mo in the car felt a little uneasy. He glanced at the backpack on the back seat through the rearview mirror, and then looked at Su Zhao who had a calm face. Based on his years of criminal investigation experience, he always felt that this guy was plotting something behind his back. .

"Is there something you are hiding from me?"

Chen Mo looked at his friend in the passenger seat as if he were a prisoner, and said, "Don't do anything stupid, you will go to jail."

"how could be."

Su Zhao was very helpless, "I'm not a physique that attracts murderers, it's impossible to meet murderers as soon as I go out, right?"

The exhausted Chen Mo held the steering wheel and looked into the distance, "I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about your white-haired loli."

"Ok?"

Chen Mo hinted tactfully, "There seems to be a curly hair hanging around your neck."

"What?"

Su Zhao touched it immediately, and found a black curly hair, and suddenly remembered the white-haired loli's smirk before going out, and his face turned livid.

"Smelly girl, dare to punish me, I will settle the score with you when I go back!"

……

The psychiatrist Dong Wenbin also had the same idea as Chen Mo, he always felt very strange today, his right eyelid was throbbing all the time, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Shouldn't be so unlucky?"

Dr. Dong looked through the patients who made an appointment today. Except for a patient named Su, all the other patients came for follow-up visits.Consciously or unintentionally, he recalled the horrible experience of seeing a doctor before. During the process of hypnosis, the patient inadvertently revealed that he was the mastermind of a serial murder case, and proudly showed off his crime methods to the doctor.As a result, when the unlucky guy woke up, he found that the people's policeman's iron fist of justice had been hammered into his face.

The price is that Dr. Dong has no appetite for pork for several days in a row.

dong dong dong.

A knock on the office door interrupted Dr. Dong's thoughts. He put the patient visit form aside, put on a pleasant expression, and said, "Please come in."

The assistant led a young man with a black backpack into the room.The assistant put the medical record that recorded Su Zhao's basic situation on the table.

Because it was a one-on-one private treatment, there was no Chen Mo to follow up, and the assistant also retreated very sensiblely after submitting the medical records.

Dr. Dong felt that this patient was a bit strange, and there seemed to be a trace of pity in the eyes looking at him?

An illusion, an illusion for sure.

Shaking away the unrealistic fantasies in his mind, Dr. Dong pressed the switch of the tape recorder in his pocket, stood up and walked to the other party, beckoned him to sit on the sofa, told the patient to let go of his guard, smiled friendlyly, and said, " Hello, my surname is Dong and my name is Dong Wenbin, you can call me Doctor Dong."

Su Zhao nodded like an obedient elementary school student, sat obediently on the sofa, and introduced himself, "My surname is Su, and I was born in 91. Doctor Dong, you can call me 91 Mr. Su."

91 Mr. Su is a ghost, you bully me, haven't you ever watched videos on 91porn?

Dr. Dong resisted the urge to complain, and asked with a smile, "Okay, 91... Mr. Su, let me explain in advance that you don't need to regard this time as a treatment, but as a relaxed conversation between friends. "

In the end, Su Zhao gave him a white look, "Then why should I spend this unjustly money? Go to the park to find Mr. Bird Walker to chat and talk without charging him, isn't it good?"

"..."

Dr. Dong has practiced medicine for so many years, and it was the first time that he felt like a rival in chess.He straightened his attitude and said with a smile, "Can you talk to me about your experience? It's okay. As long as the content of the next conversation and treatment does not involve violations of laws and regulations, it is the patient's confidentiality and will not be disclosed to a third party. .”

"Then I'll say it, doctor, don't be afraid of what I'm going to say next."

"I'm dedicated and I'm not afraid."

Su Zhao took a deep breath and said slowly, "A few days ago, as a victim, I was held hostage by a perverted killer twice."

Dr. Dong gasped, put his chin on his hands, and looked at the other party with deep sympathy, "It's really unfortunate."

"As a result, the murderers in both cases were killed by me, which made me want to beat them up in advance whenever I saw a perverted killer. Walking on the street, everyone looks like a perverted killer."

The doctor picked up the water glass and was about to take a sip. After hearing this sentence, he almost sprayed water on the other person's face.

"Cough cough cough."

Dr. Dong, who was choked by the water into his trachea, blushed, took a few deep breaths, and looked at him suspiciously.

Su Zhao raised his head, his eyes were well performed, and he brought to life the image of a poor victim.It's just that what he said didn't sound like a victim at all.

Su Zhao pretended to hold the doctor's hand nervously, and asked, "Doctor, do you think I have persecution paranoia?"

Dr. Dong thought for a moment, thinking that this does not look like persecution delusions. How can patients with persecution delusions go to the streets every day thinking about persecuting psychopaths?I think you look like a murderer, right?

After gaining the initial trust, the next thing seems to be much more logical.He made a suggestion to let Su Zhao relax, and he would perform hypnosis and conduct a preliminary analysis.

When he heard about hypnotism, Su Zhao also showed great interest, "You said hypnotism, I know how to do it."

"Do you know how to hypnotize?"

Dr. Dong's expression became curious. He had heard the professor of psychiatry mention a saying that has been widely circulated in this discipline. In the future, they will find that half of their classmates treat the other half after they practice medicine.Many colleagues have been in contact with patients for a long time, but they took off their white coats and changed into blue and white striped patient clothes to go in for treatment.

"Of course, very simple."

Hypnosis is a profound academic research, and if it is simple, it is basically a layman who pretends to understand.

Hearing this sentence, Dr. Dong immediately judged that this guy was a layman. He spread his hands and said half-jokingly, "Come on, let me see how you hypnotize..."

"Offended, Dr. Dong."

Before Dr. Dong could react, he saw the fist getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision.

Before he finished speaking, Su Zhao waved his fist and slammed it down on the bridge of Dr. Dong's nose.The doctor who hadn't yelled yet was knocked down with a punch, his whole body limp on the bench, and passed out.

Su Zhao snapped his fingers, and Xiao Bai, who was hiding behind, carefully grabbed his trouser leg and poked out a small head. Looking curiously at the unconscious doctor in front of him, he carefully poked his arm with his fingers.After confirming that the other party would not wake up, he bounced and slipped out from behind Su Zhao.

He clapped his hands and said, "Xiaobai, it's your turn to perform now."

Xiaobai nodded seriously.

"I'll hide in the bathroom later, remember, just make him think I have a split personality."

Xiaobai made an OK gesture.

Su Zhao was still a little uneasy, and specifically said a few more words, "Just click as soon as you can, don't overdo it, you know?"

Chapter 32 so I can persecute them

Dr. Dong opened his eyes in a daze, and found himself reclining on the sofa, holding Su Zhao's case report in his hand.

The patient was still sleeping quietly on the bench, motionless, as if he had been asleep for a long time.

"It's strange, hypnotizing others to hypnotize yourself to sleep? And why did you vaguely feel like you were punched just now?"

Dr. Dong scratched his head, feeling that everything he experienced just now was as miraculous as a dream.And he always felt that there was another pair of eyes watching him in the living room.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much."

With that said, he sat beside Su Zhao, and began to ask suggestive questions to the patient lying on the bed, hoping to seek answers from the subconscious.But Dr. Dong didn't realize that the bathroom door was quietly opened with a gap, and the invisible eyes were quietly observing him and the "patient".

Dr. Dong held a pen, wrote some words on it, and asked, "Tell me, how did you feel when you met the psycho killer twice? Fear? Fear?"

"happy."

As a result, the other party gave a surprising answer. Dr. Dong clenched the pen in his hand, looked at the smiling young man lying on the bench with his eyes closed, his mind was full of question marks, "What? Happy?"

"I'm really happy. In reality, I'm obedient, and I can finally strike hard when facing a murderer."

"Uh……"

Dr. Dong couldn't keep up with his thinking all of a sudden. He pushed the glasses that slid down the bridge of his nose and asked, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? This is Wuzhou City, not Gotham, big brother."

"Su Zhao" lying on the bench suddenly exposed the dark side of his heart, and began to let himself go, "Doctor, think about it, everyone's life is so stressful now, and they need a spiritual outlet. Some people go to Nursing homes pinch the elderly grandma with osteoporosis. Some people go to the supermarket to steal seasoning packets from instant noodles. I think persecuting perverted killers is also a way to relieve stress. To be honest, the black backpack in the corner is full of crimes. Oh no, self-defense tools."

Dr. Dong glanced at the black backpack in the corner, and his eyes jumped.

"Today, I planned to go for a walk in the street after seeing a psychiatrist, to see if I could meet a perverted killer or two to relieve my mental stress. You see, I helped the police solve potential social instability factors, and I could Get the pennant issued by the police station, the best of both worlds."

Su Zhao, who was sitting in the toilet, was furious when he heard what Xiaobai said, no, this script is completely different from the rehearsal last night!

Dr. Dong, whose face turned pale with fright, immediately rushed to the front, and opened the black backpack that was placed aside.He took a deep breath.

Bone saw knife, hand strap, adhesive tape, scalpel, and sharp knives are all available, quietly stuffed in the backpack, as if planning a terrible evil secret.

At this moment, Su Zhao quietly slipped out of the bathroom, kicked Xiao Bai who was making up messy lines, and lay down on the bench again, pretending to close his eyes.

He seemed to hear something behind him, and realized that something was wrong, Dr. Dong turned his head and glanced at the guy behind him. After confirming that he had not woken up, he suppressed his fear, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed the phone number of the mental hospital. .

No, the hospital must be notified, this guy cannot be let go.

"Hey, Doctor Han? I have a potentially dangerous schizophrenia patient here. Hurry up and send someone over. Send more strong nurses. This guy has extremely dangerous violent tendencies! He's even ready A crime tool!"

Hanging up the phone, Dr. Dong, who was already in a turmoil, forcibly calmed down.He quietly sat back in front of him, pretending nothing happened.

Suddenly, the man lying on the bench opened his eyes suddenly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the doctor's wrist, staring firmly into his eyes, a terrifying and strange smile appeared on his face.

"You...you're awake."

The doctor pretended to be calm, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and kept flipping through the medical records to hide the panic in his heart, "The hypnosis results just now show that you are normal, you... No, there is no major problem."

However, "Su Zhao" approached the other party quietly, and said in a cold voice in his ear, "Doctor, if I told you that I was not hypnotized by you at all just now, I said all the words specially, and I also heard your words." What about the whole conversation?"

hum.

Like a thunderbolt that exploded in the doctor's mind, the doctor fell off the chair in fright, with a terrified expression on his face, and tremblingly said, "What, what?"