Chapter 130

Chapter 130: The Result of the Questioning! A call from Su Chen!

The doctor in charge said that the man repeated this action in the hospital bed every day except for spasms... Qin Ming glanced towards Zhao Qingquan's bedside.

The note attached to it clearly reads "dissociative conversion disorder", which is often called hysteria.

History of eighteen years.

"Let me say it."

Bai Su patted Qin Ming's shoulder.

She has not seen many patients with this repetitive behavior, but her profession has some overlapping parts.

Since Zhao Qingquan's memory stayed when his daughter was still there, he cut in from here and slowly channeled his other memories out.

Bai Su walked to the side of the hospital bed, followed Zhao Qingquan, and said as if chatting:

"Your daughter is in college, and there is still late self-study in college, so I came back so late."

"Yes, yes..."

Mentioning his daughter, Zhao Qingquan's eyes obviously recovered some radiance, he seemed to be happy to talk about this topic, and said with a smile:

"She is in Jinling University, you know, she studied architecture, this major usually has more classes, she is a very hard-working child..." What time is it? Is it time for her to come back? Why haven't you come back yet? How long did I wait for her???

Zhao Qingquan suddenly frowned, his breathing was rapid, his body trembled, and he kept repeating the question in his mouth.

Bai Su knew that this was a state in which the psychological balance was broken, he may recall something, and under the stimulation of these memories, he was about to become ill!

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao! Your pot is boiling!

Bai Su quickly diverted the other party's attention to avoid Zhao Qingquan's spasms, if he rolled his eyes and twitched, he would be busy.

Sure enough, hearing Bai Su's words, Zhao Qingquan stopped trembling and lowered his head and "ah".

He quickly pulled the spoon out of the pot, filled a spoonful of non-existent water from a non-existent faucet in mid-air, and spilled it into the pot.

"Phew, thank you, thank you, girl, I'm really old, and my reaction is half a beat slower."

Zhao Qingquan let out a long breath.

Bai Su took the opportunity to pick up the previous words and said,

"Uncle Zhao, you don't need to worry, your daughter is very good, Jinling University is a very good university, her homework is quite heavy, maybe she will have to study later before coming back."

"Often, often, it's good for her to stay in school for a while, everywhere is full of young people, there is only a half-old man like me in the family, hahaha..."

Zhao Qingquan was obviously very pleased with Bai Su's praise, relaxed and chatted jokingly.

Suddenly, he was stunned, as if he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said:

"Oh, oh, I remembered, she was going to come back later tonight, her friend had something to do with her, she told me, I was studying all day today, I forgot about it."

"Friends?"

Bai Su was stunned for a moment, this is new news, she wants the other party to continue.

Generally speaking, this kind of dialogue has a skill, that is, simply repeat the key content of the other party's words, without adding any of his own words, Bai Su is like this, guiding the man to continue to recall.

"A senior sister in their music club, I heard my daughter say that the girl is a psychology major."

Zhao Qingquan said:

"Well, I asked her to participate in more activities and communicate with her peers, now this girl is listening to a kind of heavy metal music, it should be from the senior sister to chat, young people accept more new things, although this thing is quite noisy."

Bai Su's gaze calmed down.

She can basically deduce now that this Zhao Qingquan's memory is stuck in the days when her daughter was killed.

It may even be the night of the killing.

And this mentioned psychology major is probably the real culprit of the Jinling University shredded corpse case that was arrested a few days ago.

She glanced at her colleagues in the task force behind her, Qin Ming and Wang Yanxing were holding voice recorders and recording the content of the conversation in a notebook.

Deputy Director Lu Ping and the others were on the side, holding copies of the Baijin case and the Jinling University shredded corpse case and discussing in a low voice.

Bai Su turned around and continued to set the phrase:

"I have only heard one or two songs of heavy metal, it is indeed too noisy, this kind of music is not suitable for me." You said that your research work at night is at home, and it will be affected.

"It's a little bit, but my girl understands politely, and I know that she is deliberately arguing with me, wanting me to put down my work and communicate with her more, hehe

..."

Zhao Qingquan's face showed a slight look of regret.

Immediately, he sighed and said softly:

"I have never told my family about the specific projects I am studying, they think I am a historian, but in fact, my work should be called the restoration of battlefield evidence."

"This is the most complex kind of research, and the turbulent battlefield research and restoration is not like the investigation of a peaceful society, it has too many unknowns, too many interferences, but I can make some results immediately."

Saying that, Zhao Qingquan smiled mysteriously, and took out two pieces of crumpled paper from the pocket of the loose hospital gown.

The paper is small, and the handwriting on it has almost worn out.

Bai Su took a closer look and found that they were two tickets from more than ten years ago, which were probably old enough to be used as collectibles.

Zhao Qingquan glanced at Bai Su, and carefully stuffed the two pieces of paper back, with anticipation in his voice:

"When my subject is finished this month, I will take my girl to travel to the Longxi Plateau, and she has wanted to go to that place since she was a child."

"But I'm a little worried, strange to say, a few days ago, a dragon country from the United States wanted to buy my research paper, and I refused because it is a confidential document."

"At that time, I knew that there were probably a lot of people with a heart who coveted my research... Hope it ends smoothly and there are no accidents that delay the trip. In

other words, on the eve of Mr. Zhao's daughter being killed, a mysterious man wanted to buy Mr. Zhao's research paper... This is new information, but what does it have to do with the Platinum case?

Or does this matter itself not intersect with the case?

Bai Su thought for a while, she felt that although she had obtained some information, her brain was even more chaotic, and there was still no line to put these things on.

She continued to speak, chatting with Zhao Qingquan, wanting to get more information, but the other party said those words.

After all, allowing a mentally ill person to communicate normally is already a luxury.

Finally, after a more radical temptation by Bai Su, Zhao Qingquan fell into a long period of sluggishness.

"Mr. Zhao, are you okay?"

Bai Su waited for a while, and quickly pressed the button to call the nurse.

Zhao Qingquan, who was on the hospital bed, suddenly trembled, looked at Bai Su, and spoke:

"By the way, who are you?" Why are you talking to me... No, how did you get into my house?!

Bai Su was shocked in his heart, knowing that things were not going well again, and quickly spoke again, wanting to interrupt:

"Mr. Zhao, you..."

"Who are these people again?! How did they get in?!

Zhao Qingquan didn't wait for Bai Su to finish speaking, and suddenly burst out of bed, waving a rice spoon at Lu Pingren, shouting loudly!

"Get out, get out! Are you spies? Are you coming to grab my research? Get lost! Get out! At

this time, the door of the ward was opened, and two nurses and two doctors hurried in, trying to hold him down.

The other, on the other hand, had already prepared a sedative.

Zhao Qingquan resisted desperately, kicking his limbs and shouting hysterically:

"This is not my clothes!"

"Where is this? This is not my home! Where am I? What time is it? My daughter! My daughter..."

Seeing that he began to lose control, the doctors and nurses rushed forward and pressed his hands and feet with all their strength!

"Quick, hold his mouth, don't let him bite his tongue off!"

"Sedative! Injection! "

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"Comrade police, there may be no way to continue questioning today."

A nurse came over and said to Bai Su and the others.

The members of the task force nodded and quickly exited the ward.

In the corridors of the hospital.

"The problem is that we don't know if the information he said is directly related to the murderer of the platinum case."

Deputy Director Lu Ping said.

"Ask a person who went crazy eighteen years ago, and naturally it is unlikely to get news equivalent to the present."

Qin Ming sighed:

"We hope to get the latest clues to the murderer of the platinum case, but the time will be before he commits the crime again after nearly forty years, this..." In fact, there are some contradictions. "

Toot toot!"

While several people were discussing, a bell suddenly rang.

"It's mine."

Wang Yanxing put his hand into his jacket pocket, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and found that it showed an unfamiliar number.

He frowned, hung up the phone directly, and continued to discuss with the other members of the task force:

"I haven't received any news of the murderer's crime now, or we go through the old files to find something new, and it is possible to get some information without the murderer taking action..." Toot toot!

Halfway through Wang Yanxing's words, the mobile phone in his pocket rang out of place.

Exactly the same number.

He couldn't help but feel strange in his heart, walked aside, pressed the answer button, and asked,

"Hello?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a rustling sound, as if the signal was not very stable.

Wang Yanxing waited for a few seconds, just when he thought it was a harassing call and was about to hang up.

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang from the other side of the phone.

"I'm Su Chen."

Su Chen?!

Wang Yanxing's hand holding the phone clenched violently!

The perspective switched, the policeman's side was questioning the mentally ill, and then received a call

"I am Su Chen", telling the police the location of the little girl, he would not joke about this kind of thing.

Then, the police immediately began to attack

: "Lao Zhen, Lao Gan, you go to the comrades of the border inspection bureau, call it from" "

It's okay, we have a system, Officer Duan's former dynasty relic, Skynet system."