The Murderer Acted So Well, The Special Police Asked Me How Many Years I Had Squatted

Li Si returned to the car, and one more person was escorted into the police car.

After a few minutes of interrogation, Principal Zhang explained everything in detail. Including that he colluded with the villagers and planned to smuggle abroad after completing the ticket.

Wang Dui looked at Li Si from the rearview mirror, and finally couldn't hold back: "Why didn't you call the school?"

Li Si asked strangely: "Is the police academy higher than Chang'an University?"

Wang Dui immediately shut up, cursing secretly in his heart: Damn top student!

They proceeded along the highway, finally entered the city, and stopped in front of a mental hospital.

This hospital is part of the university.

Because I had been notified in advance that I was coming, there were two people waiting at the door, both of whom looked like students.

When they went upstairs, they kept secretly eyeing Li Si. Li Si suddenly turned around and grinned at the two students, scaring them enough.

Team Wang kept sending Li Si to the door of the consultation room, and then pushed him: "Go in, I'll wait for you outside the door."

Li Si pushed the door open and entered. There was a young doctor sitting in the room, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

When Li Si came in, he didn't even lift his head: "You also want to use the results of the psychiatric test to get rid of the crime?"

Li Si felt amused: "Why do you say that?"

The young doctor looked up, annoyed: "Many mental patients are very aggressive, and the diagnosis must be made in a special ward."

"But they put you in the lounge, which means that the people who sent you here didn't think you were sick at all."

lounge?

Li Si looked around, indeed, the room was furnished warmly. There is a pot of flowers in the corner, and the bookshelves are full of various entertainment magazines.

"I've seen you in this situation a lot. It's a waste of your time to apply for an appraisal, and you still have to accept the trial obediently in the end..."

The young doctor muttered, but his hands didn't stop.

He picked up a large stack of documents and threw them on the table, then let Li Si sit opposite him.

"Let's start with the simplest, the Rorschach test."

This is a routine psychological test. To put it simply, look at a few pictures and tell the doctor what you think of.

Because this kind of test is too random, many experts in the world think it is useless.

The young doctor held up the first drawing, which looked like a haphazardly splattered blot of ink.

"What did you see?" He took a pen, ready to record.

Li Si took a deep breath, then closed her eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes: "Madeleine."

"What? No, did you say your name?"

The young doctor was displeased: "Don't make trouble, test well. Even if you talk nonsense, I won't diagnose you as a mental patient."

"It's Madeleine."

Li Si repeated: "The disappearing Madeleine."

His voice was slightly hoarse, and there seemed to be some kind of dark emotion in it.

The young doctor was taken aback for a moment, and he suddenly remembered why he felt a subtle familiarity with this name.

Because this is a well-known disappearance case, the girl Madeleine disappeared for no reason during her vacation.

Some criminology experts believe that this was a long-planned kidnapping, but the murderer was not caught.

The girl got lost just like that, and was never found.

"So you think..."

"This blob of ink is very similar to Madeleine's photo, yes." Li Si finished speaking.

The young doctor swallowed and took out the second picture. This time, besides the ink stains, there are also some scarlet spots on the picture.

Li Si is engrossed.

The young doctor shuddered all over. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that the temperament of the person in front of him suddenly changed.

"Al Capone, the Mafia. This picture looks a lot like his profile."

The young doctor changed another picture.

"Nelson. Haha, it's funny to say, the FBI calls him [short baby-faced killer]."

Change again.

"Pachabudi. Some say he is a hero, some say he is a poacher hunting tigers."

The young doctor was sweating slightly on his forehead.

Li Si went through ten test pictures, and each time the answer was a person's name.

This is an extremely rare situation. If he is not pretending or deliberately lying, there is almost only one possibility.

The young doctor held his breath and lowered his voice a lot: "Let's do another test, the Minnesota Multiple Personality Test."

"Come on, please fill out this questionnaire."

Half an hour later, the door to the lounge opened. Wang Dui, who was sitting at the door, stood up, only to see that only the young doctor came out by himself.

Two people shake hands.

"What's the result?" Dui Wang asked symbolically, but he already knew the result in his heart.

However, the young doctor said to him from left to right: "Thank you, Officer Wang."

Team Wang didn't understand, so he said, "Thank me for what?"

Only then did he realize that the young doctor's face was flushed, and there was unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

The young man was even a little incoherent: "Four personalities, no, at least five personalities. And all of them are very stable, and there is no sign of attacking each other for the time being."

"This is an unprecedented and unprecedented discovery. My God, consultation! Consultation is necessary! I can't stay here anymore, I have to go to the professor quickly."

He babbled a lot of words, bypassed the king's team, and stumbled towards the stairs.

He couldn't help being excited.

In his eyes, is Li Si still human? It is clearly a bunch of papers and research topics that can walk!

Dui Wang was dumbfounded, what nonsense is this doctor talking about?

He stood there confused.

Soon, only the sound of running was heard. The young doctor came back, followed by three or four old men with gray beards and hair.

The fastest running old man threatened with a sullen face: "My research there is at a critical juncture. If you lie, you will be rewarded."

In their eyes, Team Wang should be no different from a pot of flowers. The old men walked around him one by one and entered the lounge.

The door slammed shut in front of him.

Only then did Wang Dui come back to his senses, gradually feeling unbelievable.

No way, is Li Si really out of his mind?

In the lounge, Li Si sat on a chair, feeling awkward.

Because several old men circled around him, their eyes were almost shining.

"Ahem, um."

The old man with white beard and hair coughed lightly: "Well, let's start with the Rorschach inkblot test. Do it from the beginning, and open our eyes."

If this patient named Li Si is really a fivefold split personality. Until he died of old age, his research projects were settled.

Li Si twitched the corner of her mouth, come again?

It takes about half an hour to do a test.

It will take at least three hours to finish the test just now.

After beating the traffickers, he drank some honey water and hasn't eaten anything yet.

So Li Si got angry and sat motionless on the chair. The old professor was in a hurry: "Xiao Liu, what kind of disease is this?"

The young doctor Xiao Liu said cautiously: "I don't know, it may be an unknown mental illness, and further testing is needed."

Hearing this, Li Si couldn't bear it any longer, and said angrily, "If you want me to take the test, that's fine."

"We must take care of the food!"

The old professor stroked his beard and waved his hand: "Go, present the delivery software to him!"

"Order as much as you want, it's not enough to say at any time."