Crazy Psychologist

But according to the content of the video, Xu Dan drank Jiang Xiaobai in front of the camera during the previous two hours.

How could it be possible that with the doors and windows closed this winter, there would be no smell of liquor at all?

"Second: no sour smell."

"What do you mean? Why do you talk about the sour smell?" Zhang Hai ran to the bedroom and smelled it again. There was indeed no sour smell.

After returning to the living room, Mu Chun continued to speak, "If he drank liquor and vomited several times like in the video, it should have a sour taste, but it didn't.

However, the sour smell may not be in the bedroom, because she covered her mouth and felt nauseous, then ran out of the room to vomit. Of course, what she saw in the video as she ran out of the room was out of the range of the camera.

so."

Liu Yiming understood and took over what Muchun said: "Since she didn't drink, it's possible that she didn't vomit at all and just pretended to walk outside the door."

"Yes, great reasoning." Muchun praised Liu Yiming, but was interrupted by Zhang Hai.

Zhang Hai raised his hand in the air. This is a gesture to remind everyone "I want to speak" when there are many people.

Zhang Hai is a senior, so if he wants to speak, no one will dare not listen.

"I finally understand. There is no suicide, right? There is no such thing as suicide. This girl is acting for us, isn't she? She is acting well. Now we are also in this live video, and the whole world can see us. ?Two policemen, two doctors plus an ambulance center, it feels like we are just extras?"

Everyone was surprised when Zhang Hai said this. After thinking about it, he really hit the point every word.

"Doesn't this mean he committed suicide?" Fang Ming asked.

"I will tell you this matter slowly when I get back. I'm afraid the reporters have already arrived. Chu Sisi doesn't know if she can stop them." After speaking, Muchun turned and walked towards the corridor.

As soon as I walked out of an old-style public house with three rooms on one floor, I saw four or five old men and women standing at the door, looking around. When I saw Mu Chun and others were about to go back, one of the old ladies quickly asked: "Is something wrong with this family? "

Liu Yiming was extremely alert. When he heard the words "something happened", he immediately smelled the smell of "something happened", so he asked Zhang Hai and others to go downstairs first, while he walked back and asked the old people about Xu Dan. .

Muchun left with everyone and saw Chu Sisi at the entrance of the corridor.

"Sure enough, a reporter has already arrived." Chu Sisi said, rubbing her sore shoulders.

"How many are here? They will probably come again soon. Let's leave quickly." Muchun asked as he walked towards Fang Ming's parking space.

After getting in the car, Fang Ming wanted to let Muchun explain the whole story, but Fang Ming could still endure the fifteen-minute journey.

Seeing Chu Sisi rubbing her shoulder, Fang Ming asked, "What happened to Dr. Chu's shoulder? Was he hit by a reporter?"

Chu Sisi nodded innocently several times, "Yes, I have seen what reporters are like. Strictly speaking, these people are not all reporters. There are about seven or eight people before and after them. Some people just pretend to live there. Residents, some of whom I suspect are self-media writers living nearby. There are so many of them. The media army has long been no longer dominated by reporters. Now anyone can report news. There are too many platforms. Once you find a good one, Hot topics, especially suicide reports, can probably bring them considerable traffic."

Muchun nodded after hearing this, "That's why I thank you for standing downstairs."

"Mu Chun, your decision on this matter is a bit strange. Shouldn't the police be downstairs? If the police were downstairs, no one would dare to go upstairs, right? What if Chu Sisi was injured? , can you afford it?"

Chu Sisi was frightened by what Fang Ming said, and Mu Chun was even more frightened.

When did Fang Ming, the stern surgical director of Huayuanqiao Hospital, become so warm?

"No, it's best if Dr. Chu is downstairs." Muchun looked out the window at the winter noon. The sun was dim, but the sky was not completely covered by clouds.

The emergency battle on Thursday morning seemed to have come to an end, but just like these layers of gray-white clouds, there was no telling what kind of sky was hiding behind them.

There are so many loopholes and inconsistencies in this matter that it seems like a farce.

But this farce is so irresistible that no one can pretend not to see it, pretend not to hear it, or pretend it is just a performance art or reality show without knowing that it is happening.

One of the loopholes in this matter was the messages. If it hadn't been for the messages obtained through technical means, Muchun might not have been able to discover so quickly that there were many doubts lurking in this matter.

Because when Qiu Ping received the live broadcast number, Muchun and Qiu Ping thought that the message function was turned off.

For a suicide live broadcast, closing the message is undoubtedly to strengthen confidence, because words and words may change a person's determination at any time.

This is why in the mass suicide incident caused by Tingting Yuli, through everyone's one-on-one chat guidance, the incident was prevented from deteriorating and nearly 200 young women were saved from the edge of suicide.

But this Xu Dan turned off the message function, and before sending the message to Qiu Ping, six hours and fifteen minutes ago, he cleared all the messages, and turned off the subsequent message function.

Unfortunately, all records can be restored.

This is the benefit of the Internet,

What is the truth in front of the empty camera?

Why on earth did Xu Dan, a girl, write, direct and act in this suicide drama? What's the motivation? What's the purpose?

This scene is interconnected and carefully planned. How long has it been planned? What kind of person is she?

Where has she gone now?

It was already 12:10 when he returned to Huayuanqiao Hospital. Liu Tiantian finally waited for Muchun and Chu Sisi to come back. He walked forward anxiously and saw Fang Ming following the three of them. There was always something wrong, and the detective agency had someone else. Any new members?

Why don't you take me with you when you go out to investigate a case?

Liu Tiantian thought this way, and ran a few steps to catch up with Mu Chun, "Doctor Mu, there are a few people who want to interview you today, but I blocked them for you. Is there any case analysis time today? I'll give it to you. I bought a sandwich with Chu Sisi."

"Case analysis?" Mu Chun thought about it and realized that he had indeed said that there would be a case analysis every week, so he asked Liu Tiantian, "Are there any patients now? If not, we will analyze the cases."