Risking their lives to solve the case, criminals all over the network are going crazy

Li Sansi's face showed a strange color, what kind of devil is this apprentice.

Is this okay too?

"Master go, go over and take a look." Liu Yu pointed to a three-story plane tree in the distance.

There was actually a drone hanging on it.

Hey, good guys, actually hung by a tree.

It took a lot of effort to finally get the drone.

It turned out that there was not even a fingerprint on it.

However, this also confirms Liu Yu's speculation.

This drone is likely to be the one that the murderer remotely controlled and put cyanide in the study.

Because, there is a faint smell of cyanide on it.

It's almost diluted, but it's not worth it.

Hehe, the corner of Liu Yu's mouth hooked a strange smile: "There is another person, Master, we are all about to forget."

Li Sansi squinted his eyes and spat out a smoke ring.

"You mean Wang Ming!" Li Sansi was suspicious.

Liu Yu nodded: "That's right, that psychiatrist." "

The setting sun dyed half the sky red.

The remnant sun was like blood, staining the entire city with a layer of red.

Luxury Commercial Center, 18th Floor, Moses Psychology Clinic.

Wang Ming, forty years old, not tall, well-proportioned, three-seven hair, with a professional smile on his face.

The psychologists of the Ten-Year Psychology Studio are well-known in the city, and often go in and out to give psychology lectures in major universities.

Thirty!

Off-hours.

Wang Ming packed up his things, carried his bag and prepared to leave work.

But when the visitor came, it was still a police uncle in a blue uniform.

"Eh... You guys are? Wang Ming was obviously stunned.

His tone was a little dull, and then he asked with a professional smile: "Is there something wrong?" "

Show your ID and explain your intentions.

Wang Ming understood, but when he heard the news of Zheng Yinian's suicide, he was first stunned, and a look of surprise flashed on his face.

Liu Yu saw it in his eyes.

He doesn't know?

The micro-expression showed that he was stunned and surprised by this.

Liu Yu looked at the surrounding arrangement, especially quiet and comfortable, as well as soft sofa chairs, the overall decoration style is also simple, giving people a warm feeling.

It was as if the pressure on the body was relaxed in this kind of place.

It is worthy of engaging in psychological research, using the environment to influence people's mood.

For the police questioning, Wang Ming showed complete cooperation.

"More than a month ago, Mr. Zheng's secretary, Gao Lei, asked me to go to Mr. Zheng's house and gave Mr. Zheng psychological counseling."

"That evening, in Mr. Zheng's tea room, he described to me his recent nightmares."

"Dreaming that I committed suicide in my study with a gun."

"This went on for months, he was stressed and he didn't sleep well."

"At the time, I gave him a depression assessment."

"Moderate depression, suicidal tendencies."

"The evaluation results, Mr. Zheng asked me to keep it secret, I guess he is also worried about affecting his personal reputation and business."

Depression? Suicidal tendencies?

Will depression lead to suicide, not few, mild to moderate can still carry over, major depression Many companies will stop his work and let him rest.

As for the civilian police, it is basically not far from suspension.

The police also carry guns, which is extremely dangerous.

Liu Yu pouted, went to bed early and got up early, happy every day is the most important, depression is really not fun.

In his previous life, a depressed classmate ended his life by jumping off a building.

Take the famous Hong Kong star brother, who is a major depressive disorder.

Wang Ming showed hesitation and fell in Liu Yu's eyes.

"He... Anything else? Liu Yu asked.

"I feel that Mr. Zheng has a bit of a strange temper... I don't know if being a boss is like this. Wang Ming said in a deep voice.

"Strange?" Li Sansi asked casually.

"Yes, temper."

"It was in a tea room that day, but I offered to visit his study, and he simply refused."

"Refuse?"

Wang Ming nodded: "Yes, his attitude changed all of a sudden."

"It seems that he doesn't like people going to his study."

"Moreover, psychological counseling was directly interrupted."

Liu Yu looked at Wang Ming, his face showed a strange look, and he changed instantly.

It stands to reason that Zheng Yinian's study also occasionally receives others, so why don't you let him take a look.

You call a psychologist into your home, and that's to solve the problem.

As a result, people made a little request, but did not cooperate.

"I just wanted to see what the study of suicide in his dream was like, so that I could make a plan in the follow-up adjuvant treatment."

"However, after that time, President Zheng did not look for me, in short, it was a little unpleasant, and his psychological test materials were sent by his secretary."

"I've met a lot of customers of all kinds, but it's the first time I've seen them all of a sudden."

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Is there something in the study that cannot be known to outsiders?

But I went to the study twice and did not find anything special.

Or is it depression and emotional instability?

No, as a large enterprise CEO with an annual turnover of hundreds of millions, the ability to control emotions should exceed many people.

Businessmen, if their heads are not bright, they must not make money.

At this time, Wang Ming's voice sounded again: "His way of treating people is also quite strange. "

Strange?"

"Yes."

"It's like interrogating a prisoner."

Li Sansi and Liu Yu looked surprised, what did this interrogation prisoner look like.

A lamp, a chair in the middle...

And that's true.

After Wang Ming was called into the tea room that day, he sat at the door, and Zheng Yinian sat behind the searchlight.

Wang Ming couldn't open his eyes when he was illuminated by the searchlight in the house, and the large area of light made him unable to see Zheng Yinian clearly at all.

According to Wang Ming's psychological counseling process, this consultation was evaluated, which was an unqualified consultation.

I can't imagine that this Mr. Zheng has quite a few quirks.

Liu Yu sniffled and put the tea on the table.

How such a strange temperament manages his subordinate employees and runs the entire company.

This... OK?

Liu Yu seemed to have fallen into a dead end, and his head hurt a little.

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The next day, the autumn breeze blew and the feeling of gloom swelled.

Industrial zone.

Through the window of Zheng Yinian's penthouse villa, several firing points were established.

Check the scene one by one, the nearest fifty meters, the farthest nearly two hundred meters away.

Coupled with the temperature, humidity, wind speed, etc. in the early morning of the day, there are actually less than three feasible points.

And this kind of gun, without long-term training, is difficult to achieve a one-shot hit.

An hour to scout all possible locations.

There are no guns or hidden traces, are these places not shooting points?

Liu Yu frowned.

At such a distance, to hit the target 100%, how good this person's marksmanship must be.

Is it possible, a gun enthusiast.

In Herishima City, there are many shooting training clubs.

A group of 10 rounds of live fire, plus a set of 15 rounds of IPSC, 300 yuan.

Of course, the live ammunition mentioned in propaganda is not real ammunition.

Rather, rubber bullets.

After all, gun control in our country is not blown.

But where guns are involved, they are major cases.

"Go, go to the shooting club." Liu Yu said coldly.