Chapter 25 Setting the Game
Luo Xun didn't say anything for a long time.
After a long while, he asked, "Chi Xia, do you want to meet Zhou Yanchen?"
"In no mood."
Chi Xia shook his head: "Only by defeating him when he doesn't even know who I am can we better attack him in the end."
Look, you thought you were great, but someone just beat you so easily.
Doesn’t this feel great?
"When we go to Zhou's house later, send Zhou Yanchen's mother away."
Luo Xun said: "I will talk to Zhou Zhengguo alone."
"good."
The Zhou family was very unwelcome to their return.
Chi Xia and Luo Xun seemed unaware of it. They walked into the living room and found that the cup that Zhou Zhengguo had broken had not been picked up yet.
"Mrs. Zhou, can we... talk alone?" Chi Xia called Liang Jing.
Liang Jing looked at her husband and saw him nod, then she said to Chi Xia, "Come here."
She took Chi Xia to the restaurant.
Luo Xun and Zhou Zhengguo were in the living room. This time, there was no politeness between them. Zhou Zhengguo looked at him unhappily: "Officer Luo, I have made my words clear enough just now. What do you want to do by coming to our house? To be honest, I don't welcome you at all."
"If possible, we don't want to disturb you."
Luo Xun smiled and said, "I came here this time to ask you if you have any recent contact with Zhang Ziang from Zhengxin Psychological Clinic, your student?"
"Zi'ang?"
Zhou Zhengguo didn't expect the topic to suddenly turn to students: "We are both very busy with work and often communicate through emails. We were still in touch half a month ago. If you don't believe me, I can show you. But officer, you ask about my son and my students the next. What do you want? You might as well just say that I killed the person!"
Luo Xun said: "But through our investigation, Dr. Zhang Ziang of Zhengxin Psychological Clinic went abroad a year ago, and he has not returned since last year."
"How is this possible!" Zhou Zhengguo was shocked.
Luo Xun continued: "Moreover, we went to the clinic today, and we learned from the front desk that the doctor in the psychological clinic is named Zhou."
Zhou Zhengguo was horrified, his chest rising and falling violently: "You... what do you mean, you mean, I'm the one running the clinic?"
"That's not what I meant."
Luo Xun said: "You are an excellent surgical expert, and you are not very knowledgeable about psychology. We have known this for a long time."
Zhou Zhengguo looked at him without saying anything.
Luo Xun said with some amusement: "But the doctor at the psychological clinic is very strange. He only sees patients at night. We went there today, but didn't see him."
Zhou Zhengguo staggered, holding onto the sofa, his voice a little hoarse: "Officer Luo, what do you want to say?"
"I just want to know about Zhang Ziang's news. After all, he has an average relationship with his family. You are the one who has the closest relationship with him over the years. By the way, you are not involved in psychology, so why are you Zhang Ziang's teacher?"
"He studied medicine as an undergraduate."
"So that's how it is."
Luo Xun muttered: "Mr. Zhou, we can't contact Zhang Ziang now. If you can contact him, please notify us."
Zhou Zhengguo looked very unhappy, but he still said, "I will."
"Mr. Zhou looks very bad." Luo Xun suddenly changed the subject: "Do you need help?"
Zhou Zhengguo waved his hand and sneered, "The police came to my house and said my child was a suspect in a murder case. If I looked happy, that would be abnormal, right?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou."
Luo Xun called Chi Xia: "Chi Xia, it's time for us to go."
Chi Xia came out soon, and the two left Zhou's house again.
After they left, Zhou Zhengguo kept holding on to the sofa. His face looked very ugly and his hands were even shaking slightly.
Until his wife came over with a worried look on her face, he looked at her, with a thousand words stuck in his heart.
In the end, he just said, "Please call the hospital for me and tell them that something happened at home. I'm going to take a year-end vacation. No one should disturb me until I come out."
Liang Jing wanted to ask him what Luo Xun had said to him, but her husband seemed to have lost all his energy at this moment. The man who was so high-spirited now went upstairs with a hunched back and locked himself in his son's room again.
Liang Jing felt a strong fear and she was eager to see her son.
She looked up at the quiet upstairs, picked up her bag, and went out.
Luo Xun and Chi Xia returned to the police station.
Cao Bin and Juanmao were still staring at Zhou Yanchen.
When they just came back, Curly called and said that Liang Jing came to see Zhou Yanchen.
"Captain Luo, rest assured. I have already hinted to Liang Jing in the kitchen. She loves her son dearly and will not believe that Zhou Yanchen is the murderer. So, their conversation will either make Zhou Yanchen take it lightly or will catalyze his next action."
After hearing this, Luo Xun looked her up and down and said with a sigh: "I hope so. I guess you really don't consider yourself an intern."
Chi Xia smiled at him and said nothing.
As soon as the two arrived at the office, Lin Wenjue also returned from the forensic room.
He held the document in his hand and saw Luo Xun and Chi Xia and said, "Old Ning has come to the conclusion that the murderer used a scalpel to remove the victim's eye socket. Most likely, it was a scalpel that was no longer suitable for use in surgery."
The three of them walked in together, and Lin Wenjue continued, "Remember, the murderer's eye-gouging technique was already very sophisticated by the time of Chen Li."
"Yeah." Luo Xun said in a deep voice.
"There are still subtle differences, so the murderer has been practicing."
Lin Wenjue said: "So Lao Ning and I agree that there are not so many people for him to kill. He should use animals to achieve the effect of practice."
Luo Xun took out his cell phone and wanted to notify Cao Bin and Juanmao.
Lin Wenjue pressed his palm: "I've already called."
Luo Xun smiled, and the two of them clapped their hands in the air.
"What's going on at the psychological clinic? Who is watching them?" Lin Wenjue quickly asked Luo Xun again.
Luo Xun crossed his hands on his stomach, rested his head on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and said, "Eighth Master."
Chi Xia looked at Lin Wenjue with questioning eyes.
“You’re really good at finding.”
Lin Wenjue didn't know whether to praise him or laugh at him, so he turned to explain to Chi Xia: "Chi Xia, don't you know that our Captain Luo has been a police officer for so many years, and he has a lot of connections. Those little hooligans have to respectfully call him brother when they see him. This Eighth Master, um... can be regarded as the ancestor of those little hooligans."
After listening to this, Chi Xia gave Luo Xun a thumbs up and said, "Captain Luo, awesome."
Luo Xun lifted one eyelid and glanced at Chi Xia sideways: "How can a grown-up girl speak so rudely? How are you going to get by in the Propaganda Department in the future?"
"Chi Xia won't go to the Propaganda Department."
Lin Wenjue leaned against the table and kicked his leg: "You should quickly give up this idea. We all welcome Chi Xia to join our special task force."
Luo Xun closed his eyes and snorted: "Then you are really enthusiastic, don't you even consider whether they want to stay or not."
Chi Xia pretended not to hear what they said and packed up her things at her seat, thinking about buying a pot of flowers to put on the table later.
Purify the air! Freshen your breath!
