Police Detective

"Why is it easy to unbutton one button?" Ren Xu thought for a long time and finally asked.

"You're stupid," Wang Liang said, "As long as a woman allows you to unbutton her first button, it will be easy to unbutton all the rest."

"Don't teach the child bad things." Bai Song gave Wang Liang a sideways look. "Go to bed. You can still sleep for a few hours. After I get up, I will find Lin Qing's mother and ask Huadong to come in with me."

"Don't let me dress up as a woman, anything else will do," Wang Huadong said immediately.

"We'll talk about it then." Bai Song said, "Get some more sleep, there's no rush for tomorrow."

Wang Huadong sighed, as if he understood something.

…

When communicating with mental patients, one of the most basic principles is "shared frequency", which means that you and the patient must be on the same thinking track, so that you can get "effective" information.

After lying down, Bai Song thought about the people he had interrogated in the past few days.

The people he had direct or video contact with include Lan Zijiu, Lin Qing's parents, Lin Liang's parents, Zuo Xiaoqin, and the driver. He also contacted hundreds of people through transcripts.

Some of these people must be telling lies.

Tossing and turning, the more he thought about it, the more his head hurt, and Bai Song fell into a deep sleep.

Bai Song usually gets up at seven o'clock, but this time he went to bed too late, and because he didn't sleep well, his biological clock couldn't hold it anymore, so he slept until after ten o'clock in the morning.

After getting up, he was very uncomfortable and forced himself to get up, but he couldn't.

Is this being forced into bed by a ghost?

Bai Song doesn't know what time it is yet, but he knows that he has sleep paralysis at this moment, which should be caused by stress and irregular work and rest.

According to popular rumors, ghosts pressing on the bed are not a big problem. Bai Song has no psychological fear. He tried it first, rolled his eyes, and then tried to control his fingers and toes. After a while, he felt that his body had regained control and he slowly turned over. I took another rest and then got up.

"It's half past ten?" Bai Song looked at his phone and couldn't help but say it.

There are no missed messages or calls.

He got up and felt that he was still in a bad state, but his sleepiness was indeed reduced by most. He washed up, left the room, and saw Zhang Yixin at the door.

"Is it you again?" Bai Song said, "Have you been staring at me all night again?"

"It's okay, leader, what are your arrangements here? The detachment asked me to tell him when you wake up." Zhang Yixin never mentioned her work status. This matter has nothing to do with the leader and will only delay the leader's time.

"Oh oh oh, just tell him. I'll ask my brothers if they're awake."

"Okay, I don't know what time you will get up here, and I haven't prepared any food. I will bring it to you in a while. You can sit on the sofa in the room for a while."

"Okay, prepare more, others haven't eaten either." Bai Song was indeed in a bad state. After returning to the house, he left the door open and sent a message to the group to ask about everyone's situation.

Everyone got up at seven o'clock, because they knew that Bai Song would definitely get up at seven o'clock. However, after washing up, they found that Bai Song had not sent a message, so they all went to sleep. At this time, almost everyone was awake, except Wang Liang.

Bai Song didn't call Wang Liang. He wasn't actually needed for today's affairs. He was tired from checking the videos these days, so he asked everyone to come to his room to discuss and have something to eat together.

Two hours later, psychiatric hospital.

"Are you sure it really works for me to pretend to be Lin Qing's grandma?" Wang Huadong touched the wrinkles on his face: "I can tell you, I only saw this woman's fucking photo, it must be the same as the real person no the same."

"The same thing is troublesome. Just be friendly." Bai Song said, "Just shock Lin Qing's mother."

"But I told you, I'm almost 1.8 meters tall, and Lin Qing's grandma is only 1.55 meters tall!" Wang Huadong was speechless. This will never change.

"I also told you, she is mentally ill." Bai Song himself also pretended to be an ordinary doctor.

This time he didn't write the word "doctor" on his face, but he really looked like a doctor.

When Bai Song entered Lin Qing's mother's house, he saw Lin Qing's mother again.

After Lin Qing's mother saw Wang Huadong, she was a little lost. She didn't know who Wang Huadong was, but she felt very friendly.

Wang Huadong didn't speak from the beginning to the end. Her span was too big this time, and her voice couldn't be imitated, so she could only stand behind Bai Song and say nothing.

"You are in good condition," Bai Song said very kindly: "Have you chatted with your friends recently?"

"She is very good," Lin Qing's mother said, and then glanced at Wang Huadong: "She has always been with me."

"Let me take a look." Bai Song took the phone again and looked at the chat history of Lin Qing's mother.

Maybe it was because Lin Qing's father didn't come in again, but there was obvious entanglement in Lin Qing's mother's chat history.

Although she was communicating with herself, her own entanglements had already emerged. She always felt that she had made a big mistake, but she never talked about what mistake she had made.

Bai Song began to try to communicate with Lin Qing's mother using her split personality, and gradually struck up a conversation with Lin Qing's mother.

"So are you harming others? It doesn't matter. Everyone in this world will make mistakes. Everyone can make mistakes. If we make mistakes, we just face them." Bai Song said.

"But the police will not forgive me." Lin Qing's mother said.

"What does it matter if the police won't forgive you? We will forgive you and we will always be with you."

"I don't know. I didn't harm anyone."

"Who said you harmed someone?" Bai Song took out a photo of Lin Qing's father, "Did he tell you that?"

"Him?" Lin Qing's mother expressed confusion. She looked at the photo and didn't understand what it meant. She couldn't understand the photo now.

"Yes, what he said is wrong." Bai Song flipped through a few more photos of Lin Qing's father and gave them to her: "What this person said is wrong. You are not a bad person, you are a good person. And you don't have to be afraid of anything. We are here to help. You can handle these things. If you have any questions, don’t be afraid.”

"But I will really be caught by the police," Lin Qing's mother was filled with fear.

"Even if something happens, I will stay with you." Bai Song knew that Lin Qing's mother was very, very lonely deep inside.

If you want to talk about why Lin Qing has the habit of being easily influenced and easily manipulated, then it is most likely that she inherited it from her mother.

"Really?" Lin Qing's mother looked at Bai Song.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of anything," Bai Song repeated again, as if hypnotizing Lin Qing's mother.

"I" Lin Qing's mother looked around, and then her whole neck shrank back inexplicably. She took out her mobile phone and communicated on it: "Hey, let me tell you a secret. I have a daughter who is married to me." It’s killing her. She can’t dance now!”

(The next chapter has been modified)