super psychiatrist

Chapter 97 The Madman

"Don't worry..." I comforted Hu Xinfeng, bragging that I had many police friends to help.

Although it is true that many policemen are busy with this matter, they are not doing it for personal reasons, not to mention I don't have such a big face.

But whether this consolation worked, I don't know whether it was fake or real, but Hu Xinfeng was in a much better mood anyway.

Hu's father and mother came out and saw me holding their daughter, but didn't say anything.I quickly withdrew my hand, my face embarrassed.

"Hurry up and eat something. People are like iron and rice is steel. Only when you are full and full will you have the strength to find Hudou." I said.

Hu's father and Hu's mother nodded, and sat down to eat in silence.

Halfway through eating, I received a call from Song Ziqi.

"He hasn't been found yet. Surveillance videos from various places show that he should still be in the local area." She said, "But we can't find anyone. We are already preparing for a carpet search."

"Oh~" I stood on the steps at the entrance of the restaurant, rubbing my feet back and forth on the edge of the steps, not knowing what to say.

"Don't be discouraged." She paused and comforted me, "Let's do it first."

After hanging up the phone, I turned around and saw Hu Xinfeng's teary eyes.

"Is it the police?" she asked.

I shook my head: "No, a friend asked something."

Without saying a word, she threw herself into my arms and sobbed while holding me, causing people in the restaurant and on the road to stare at me.

"Feng'er, come in!" Mother Hu probably couldn't stand it any longer and shouted.

"Leave them alone, just let them go." Papa Hu sighed, his voice very old.

I ordered a bottle of wine for him, and the wine was half gone before the meal was finished.

Drink some, and drink to relieve your worries when you are bored.

After sending the Hu family home, we sat for a while, and it was already late when we left her house.

There were no buses at this early hour, so I had to take a taxi.I usually use the software to call a taxi, and the car will arrive in a few minutes.But today is strange, I waited for more than ten minutes, but the driver did not come.

When I called, the driver refused to answer.I was so pissed off that I simply canceled the order, and it's not bad if I didn't give a bad review.

I stood at the intersection and smoked two cigarettes, threw away the butt, and I was going to call a car again.

There are self-built houses on both sides of the street, small western-style buildings with three floors, and commercial type on the ground floor.

From eight to nine o'clock in the evening in the town, except for the larger supermarkets, other shops are closed one after another.

Suddenly, the iron gate behind me rang, and I looked back subconsciously, and a man was coming out with a basin.

Whoa!

He aimed at the drain and poured the water out.He moved slowly and stiffly. After splashing the water, he glanced at me and probably smiled.

But the place where he was was dimly lit, and I couldn't see clearly, as if he was wearing a mask.

Swish swish!

In an instant, the pores on my whole body shrank, and I got goose bumps all over my body.

Although this man looks unfamiliar, his body and feeling are exactly the same as the man in the suit before.

Yes, Hudou's biological father.

My heart raced, my palms were sweaty, and for a moment my brain seemed to be in gears that had stalled.

After a few seconds, I came back to my senses and took out another cigarette.

"Brother, do you have any cigarettes?" I yelled at him, "Wait a friend, there is no fire."

He grinned as if smiling.

"Yes, it's in the house, come in." He said.

The iron gate opened a small door, allowing only one person to enter and exit.

The room was lit with incandescent lamps and poorly furnished.That door looks like the mouth of a monster to me.

He looked at me, I looked at him, and after a few seconds, I headed for the wicket.He waited for me to enter the door before following him in, and closed the door behind him.

"The matches are on the stove, take them yourself," he said.

"Does anyone still use matches these days?" I said.

"Hehe, I'm older and more nostalgic." He smiled.

I looked around, the house used to be a snack bar, and there were traces of decoration from the previous owner.But now that the snack bar has been emptied, all that's left are the grease stains on the walls of the stove and chipped cheap floor tiles.

On the left there is a staircase leading to the second floor, with a small door blocking the landing.

There was also a back door leading to the backyard, which was also locked.I slipped my hand into my trouser pocket and dialed a number.

"you……"

I was about to strike up a conversation with him, when suddenly there was a whistling wind behind me.

Looking back, a solid wooden stool was thrown towards me.

I raised my arm to resist, and with a bang, the stool hit my arm, which was numb and painful.

His face was stiff and his eyes were ferocious. I saw that the skin of his chin turned up.

"Brother, what are you doing?" I asked pretending not to know.

He sneered: "Don't you want to borrow fire? The matches are right there, why are you running up the stairs?"

Boom!

There was knocking on the second floor, and a muffled whine that sounded like a child being gagged.

That's right, it must be peas.

"Don't be afraid, Hu Dou, brother is here to save you!" I yelled to the second floor while grabbing the stool.

The other party did not grab the stool from me, but pushed it hard. I lost my balance and fell to the ground holding the stool.

I was too tall, and I was dizzy from the fall, but the man had already turned around and grabbed a kitchen knife from the stove and rushed towards me.

"You crazy!" I yelled.

boom!

He chopped it down with a knife, and I hurriedly raised the stool to resist, and the blade was embedded in the leg of the stool.He pulled it out hard and chopped it down again.

I rolled on the spot, but there was a wall next to me, and my head hit the wall with a bang, and my eyes were staring at the pain.But that guy had already slashed at me with a single knife, his arm was in sharp pain and bleeding profusely.

This guy is well-founded, definitely not an ordinary person.

It turned out to be this feeling with the blade added to the body.I gritted my teeth, and all the things Tong Dongli taught me in the past emerged in my head.

With a sweep of my long legs, I kicked him on the ankle with a bang.He staggered, and I took the opportunity to get up, and the stool was thrown on him, and the person also bumped into him.

Snapped!

Before he recovered, I squeezed his wrist holding the knife, pushed him against the wall, and slammed my hand against the wall.

Pop, pop!

Once, twice... I smashed hard, but he resisted hard, kicked his feet and gritted his teeth, trying his best.

I also exerted the strength of breastfeeding. When he bit me, I hit him with the head, and when he kicked me, I kicked back.

As a man in his forties, this guy has considerable strength.Even though the back of his hand was bleeding from my bump, he gradually recovered the situation.Seeing that the knife was about to cut on my shoulder again.

"Go to hell!" I didn't want to suffer another pain, so I grabbed his wrist, leaned back, and slammed my forehead forward.

Once, twice... I bumped madly, my head hurt, but I knew he hurt even more.

boom! boom! boom!

I can't remember how many hits, my head was buzzing, his face was bleeding, and the strength in his hands was weakened.

I took the opportunity to snatch his knife, grabbed his hair again, and tore off the silicone mask on his face, revealing a face full of beards.

"You crazy!" I cursed.

He was hit by me so that he didn't even have the strength to speak, he just sneered.