The mysterious detective girl

Chapter 173 The Origin of the Mirror

After hearing clearly the purpose of Bei Kemo's visit, Director Hu hesitated for a moment, and searched for the patient's records.

Of course, it's not for Bei Kemo to look at it, but to find those patient records that meet the requirements.

"These are confidential documents. You must also ensure that the information of these people is completely confidential."

"Don't worry, I'm just here to investigate the case. Do you know who among these people has a family? Do you have any handed down things? A mirror looks like this."

Director Hu looked at the photo: "I haven't seen it, and you know that patients will not fully cooperate with the doctor. Maybe some patients know, and they can't tell you. I think you should think of another way. If you are very I'm in a hurry, so I'll ask as soon as possible, but I don't think there's much hope. Are you sure that person must have mental problems? Or should you go to a psychiatrist?"

Bekomo shrugged: "What if it is possible?"

Bekomo didn't find it difficult to talk to those people.

After all, sometimes, Bekomo will give people an illusion similar to a neurosis.

When I came to the ward, seeing these patients, some of them were still sitting quietly, Bekomo gradually approached them.

Such a big thing happened in the hospital, and some timid patients were also frightened.Those who are more courageous may run out, but they dare not run, so they can only stay here and be watched by people.

Bei Kemo found a place to sit down and looked at the surrounding environment calmly.

She knew these people felt that there was one more of them.

After a while, I really got impatient and came over.

"Who are you?"

"Me? What do you think I am? I am what I am. Why do people need to have a definition? Are we not human if we hang up our coats? In other words, I ask you, who are you? How would you answer?"

"Little girl still speaks the same way, how did you get in?"

"How do you think I got in here?"

"It looks like you are just like a normal person. People like you are not easy to be discovered."

"How did you get in?"

"It's a long story to say that I came in. If I hadn't stood on the rooftop and comprehended life and death, I wouldn't be where I am now."

"The rooftop is very quiet, good for thinking. Are you standing on a clothes drying pole? Walking high in the air, sir, your body probably won't be able to bear it."

"People just need some, adventurous spirit."

The conversation between the two resounded throughout the lounge, and gradually there were more people.

Seeing that there were too many people, Bekemo took out a photo: "I got a mirror recently."

"This mirror is very magical. I can see another self in it, just like a ghost."

"In my opinion, you really saw a ghost. I have yin and yang eyes. You have too much yin energy. You must have encountered a lot of things about ghosts recently. Girl, you should live in another place. Where you live now, I guess Bad Feng Shui."

Seeing this mirror, an old man frowned.

"How could you have this mirror? Anyone who has this mirror must be dead."

"Why can't I have it? I have this mirror in my house right now."

"Then you are really lucky. This mirror belongs to Lao Wu. He regards this mirror as his life."

The old Wu that this old man called is also a patient here, but he escaped just now, and no one knows where he is now.Lao Wu has a mirror, which is very precious, and it is the mirror in the photo that Bekemo is holding.

This mirror is Lao Wu's family heirloom, and Lao Wu has always protected it very well.

Having said that, the old man will stop talking, and what Bekemo wants to know, he already knows.

Bringing the photo to the office, Bei Kemo asked Director Hu to call up the information of the man named Lao Wu.

From this information, Bei Kemo accidentally discovered a person named Wu Ling.This name reminded her of the girl she met when she returned to power.It was a strange coincidence that they had met before.

When they returned to the police station, the police station was still immersed in a haze.

The joy of celebrating Zhou Wen's birthday had all disappeared at this time.

"Yutang, do you feel that the atmosphere here is the same as that of a funeral parlor?"

Tang Yutang froze for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the silent people: "Okay, I know that the case is very complicated, and the suspect is not easy to find. Let's do what we can, which is the greatest relief to the deceased."

Bei Kemo rolled his eyes, saying this, isn't it the same as a funeral parlor.

"Okay, cheer up, we need to find someone now, just ask this person."

Speaking of everyone's computer, a dialog box popped up.

According to his own memory, Bei Kemo drew the portrait of Wuling he saw at that time.After questioning, Bekemo was sure that whether Wu Ling was the murderer or not, he must have something to do with the case.The task of the police station now is to find this Wuling.Suddenly a person appeared, who had nothing to do with the case at all.People's enthusiasm has been greatly improved.

"Who is this person?"

"I was in the hospital and found clues about the mirror. According to the patient's description, it belonged to a person called Lao Wu, and this, the portrait I drew, is the daughter of that old Wu, named Wuling."

Tang Yutang printed out the portrait and looked at it: "The painting is very good, is there no photo?"

"I drew it based on my own memories, it's already pretty good."

Sun Ce uploaded the portrait: "How do you know this Wuling?"

"Fate is really amazing. I also met her by chance when I came back from the hospital."

Zhou Wen shook her head helplessly: "Sure enough, God still cares for you, so you are the only one who met that person. In this way, the case should be closed, right? Do you think the murderer is Wuling?"

Xiao Wang handed everyone a copy of the autopsy report.

"The little girl was indeed herself, who cut her own throat to death."

Sun Ce looked at the definite answer written on the practice report, and shook his head helplessly.

I really have to say that hypnosis is a very magical thing.

A little girl possessed strength that surpassed that of a normal adult when she killed herself.This can also explain how Cui Ying strangled herself to death before.

People are under the influence of hypnosis before they are completely dead and their consciousness exists.

Burning, drowning, mechanical asphyxiation, and throat slit.

These seemingly thoughtful ways of death have appeared in front of people.

If this is really what the girl in the portrait did, it's really terrible.

"I also found another discovery. On the child's clothes, I found some extremely fine particles. The analysis results showed that it was a sedative. However, no such thing was found in Xia Yuhan's body."

After taking the inspection report, Tang Yutang frowned.

A sedated, mentally ill person, did such a thing?
They had never seen such a contradictory situation before.

Xiao Wang nodded: "So we can be sure that the murderer at that time was not in the stage of illness."

"It's not in the onset stage, then it's awake, but that's right, it's impossible for a mentally ill person to hypnotize others. But isn't she, a bit too cruel, how can she deal with such a child. "

Zhou Wen's kindness has always been deep in her heart and has never left.

Every time a case is solved, Bei Kemo can see that Zhou Wen's kindness is magnified.

When I also have the same situation of being affected by emotions.

Bei Kemo can also understand that, in fact, sometimes, feelings are not necessarily the factors that affect the solution of the case.

It's just that sometimes, kindness is not very useful.It's like the sympathy that came out of Bekomo.The influence may not be there, but indulgence will definitely appear. Bei Kemo began to worry about Zhou Wen.

Because now Wuling is not a suspect.

So you can't use the arrest warrant, you can only let the police look around for the time being.

Bei Kemo's spirit is not very good, not good enough, and the influence of the medicine is fading.

Qiao Fanyin was pleasantly surprised, watching Bekemo enter his office: "Did something happen?"

"Don't think that I have always encountered something to come here. I just had nothing to do today. During the time they were looking for Wuling, I felt that I could take a break. The effect of the medicine faded, and my spirit gradually improved."

Qiao Fanyin frowned: "What do you mean?"

Qiao Fanyin never knew what kind of medicine Bekemo was taking.

I don't even know what kind of drug Bekemo is affected by.

Bekomo sat down and didn't seem to intend to answer this question.It's over anyway, so there's no need to care about it.

"What are you going to have for lunch? I want to eat noodles. Recently, I seem to have been eating box lunches. The weather is getting colder. I should buy some clothes. My coat was torn last year."

Bei Kemo was bored for a while, so he went to climb the mountain by himself, but he didn't know where he came down from.

When I came down, I accidentally tore my clothes.Bekomo only had two coats in total, one was torn, and the other was so dirty that he didn't know where to throw it.In general, Bekomo doesn't have a single coat now.Qiao Fanyin called Qiao Weiyin to come in, but it was not easy to eat noodles.It's not like dragon meat and chicken feet. For the most common thing like noodles, a phone call from Qiao Fanyin is enough.

"What's wrong? Hey, how did Ke Mo get here?"

"Come up from below, I didn't see big brother, big brother, what did you do?"

"Maybe I'm looking for a place to take wedding photos. When you have time, take wedding photos with Sanskrit."

Developing photos, as well as making them, also takes time.Although Qiao Fanyin can get the photos in the shortest time, it still takes time.

Qiao Weiyin has always wanted to find an opportunity to mention this to Bei Kemo during this period of time.

Because Bei Kemo has been busy, it seems to be harder to see than Qiao Fanyin.

Who knows when Bei Kemo will have time to take wedding photos.

"I should have nothing to do after the case is over. If I go to take pictures today, I don't have enough time. If the case is not closed, I don't know when I will have time, so let's talk about it after the case is closed."

"Alright, but your case should be concluded before the end of the year, right?"

Qiao Weiyin had also heard about this case. Although the news was blocked, it was not impossible to inquire about it.

It is said that this case is not artificial.

Of course, Qiao Weiyin didn't believe it, and felt that it was only a matter of time before Bei Kemo could find the murderer in the end.

If there is no way to finish it by the end of the year, the marriage may not be concluded either.Qiao Weiyin must make sure that the case will not affect the progress of the wedding.Otherwise, all plans will have to be re-enacted.

"If it's fast, the case can be closed this month. If not, we can guarantee to find someone next month."

Qiao Weiyin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's all right, when will it be?"

"Whenever you have time, set it at that time."

Qiao Weiyin was a little embarrassed, and glanced at Qiao Fanyin.

In any case, the photographers they were looking for were not easy to find.If you don't make an agreement with the photographer in advance, there is no guarantee that the photographer will not have time, and it will be bad if you delay the shooting.

Qiao Fanyin waved his hand, and just do what Bekemo wanted.

Qiao Weiyin shrugged helplessly, left the office, and went to order meals for the two of them.

It was rare for Bei Kemo to rest, and it was indeed a bit troublesome to go out to eat.

So it's better to order the meal and send it directly.

Bekomo might feel tired from sitting, so he lay down after sitting for a while.Looking at the ceiling, I still dare not fall asleep.It is not a good thing for her if the influence of the drug has not completely disappeared.

"Xiao Mo, if you are sleepy, just sleep for a while."

Bei Kemo shook his head, stood up and walked to Qiao Fanyin's side: "What are you busy with?"

"You won't be interested in what I'm busy with. Why don't you tell me, who do you think is the murderer this time?"

Bei Kemo pouted: "I think it should be a girl with mental problems, not too old, under 30 years old. And this case has something to do with an antique mirror."

"Speaking of antiques, I remember when my mother and you went shopping, they sold some things, do you like them?"

"Fortunately, you know I don't care too much about these things."

Of course Qiao Fanyin knew that Bekemo didn't know much about these antiques.

For her, these antiques are just a kind of decoration in the house.

But since he was an elder, he took her to see it, so Bei Kemo had to follow the elder's wishes and buy something.So Bei Kemo followed his own preferences and bought some jade that he liked more.

Qiao Fanyin didn't want to force Bei Kemo, even her own mother took Bei Kemo with her.

"These jade stones are very good, as long as I like them."

(End of this chapter)