After saying that, she glanced at the people in the room. Bu Li didn't say much out of politeness, but her movements showed full of caution.

"It's all from my medical team, so there's nothing inconvenient. If you have any questions, don't worry," said Zheng Ren.

Bu Li saw a lot of people, but Zheng Ren said so, so it was hard to refute him.

Gu Xiaoran helped the waiter move a chair together. Bu Li sat down and crossed his hands with his fingers, and his thumbs pressed together with his strength, making the nail bed pale.

She seemed to have something unspeakable.

"Bu Li, if you have something to say, just drink if you have nothing to do." Su Yun looked down on her appearance. If there is anything shameful, isn't it just that the old man was detained after domestic violence?

"Mr. Zheng, Brother Yun, then I'll tell the truth." Bu Li could hear what Su Yun said, and her voice was a little hoarse, "My father was arrested because of domestic violence."

"Well, your mom is okay."

"It's not my mother who was abused by domestic violence." Bu Li said.

Is he a little lover? Such things are common and should not be anything.

No one was talking in the room, and I waited quietly for Buli to speak.

Bu Li smiled miserably and said, "My father still has a home in the imperial capital, in a small village on the other side of Daxing."

"Yeah, don't say it's so nice, isn't Hebei Province?" Su Yun said with a smile.

"I went and took a look. It was very dilapidated and dirty." Bu Li didn't care about Su Yun's words, and she continued to say to herself.

"Mr. Bu still likes this?"

Bu Li shook her head. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, she had to take out her cell phone, find a few photos, stand up and walk to Zheng Ren, and hand it over to him.

Su Yun’s good letter came over and saw it.

Zheng Ren frowned and looked at it. The first photo was a big and thick peasant woman, dark and tanned, and she had to be about 200 kilograms. She looked like a person who was doing farm work and had all her strength.

"This is my dad's wife outside the house." Bu Li's voice was a little erratic, and she couldn't believe it until now.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun were also stunned.

If you find a beautiful and charming girl, everyone will understand. What about men?

But find an aunt... Bu Ruotian's taste is too heavy!

Zheng Ren then looked through the photos and found the place where Bu Ruotian was caught. It was a dirty and messy place than the urban-rural fringe. It was very remote and could vaguely see a wilderness of weeds.

If there is a layer of white snow in winter, it can be described as being deserted here.

"This place cannot be demolished." Su Yun curled his lips and said.

"Miss Bu, what's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I heard from the police that according to the woman's oral statement, they have been married for half a year. They have not obtained a marriage certificate, but they have invited the neighbors to have dinner." Bu Li frowned, as if he thought this matter was quite difficult to talk about. Just talking, the smell of overflowing pig manure and sucking water filled the mouth and nose.

"They said that my father's identity is an ordinary person, and I don't know where to find a widow, so I stayed here." Buli said, "It is said that for the past six months, he has often beaten and scolded the woman. This time he took her to the hospital and someone called the police, and then he notified her home."

"How to find you?" Su Yun discovered the key point of the problem.

"He didn't know anything, so he thought he was Ma Dazhuang. Later, he looked for surveillance video and found that he left the hospital this afternoon and went to a bath center alone, then changed his clothes and went to the urban-rural fringe. The police followed the clues and found his true identity."

“…”

It’s so complicated. How can I look like a spy? Could it be that Bu Ruo gave up on life when he was sick?

Zheng Ren was thinking about the photos while looking at the photos.

Or is it schizophrenia? Many films and TV dramas have similar plots, such as Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little Little

But in real life, it is said that there are no more than thirty schizophrenia diagnosed worldwide. Most of the remaining ones are performance-based personality and cannot be diagnosed with schizophrenia.

Moreover, there is no real diagnosis of schizophrenia.

At most, it is used to describe certain hallucinations, and is more acceptable when used to express them in schizophrenia.

"As your daughter, haven't you noticed it?" Su Yun asked.

"According to the police's narration, I found some clues." Bu Li said: "My father was sick last year, and Mr. Zheng performed an operation, and he recovered well after the operation. Later, five months ago, he handed me some of the business, saying that he had to recuperate for a while every month and not let someone follow him."

"What happened later?"

"I'm not at ease, afraid that he will not be able to think about it and commit suicide. So I sent someone to follow me secretly, but he found out. I scolded me and almost cut off the relationship between father and daughter." Bu Li said helplessly.

"Now I think my dad should have changed his clothes at a bath center in the imperial capital and lived another life."

Another kind of life, this description is really...

Zheng Ren and Su Yun looked at the photos and didn't know what to say.

"Change identity?" Song Ying suddenly asked.

"Well, he became Wang Dazhuang in the oral story of the police and found a wife. He exchanged identities every half month. He was the chairman of the group in the first half of the month and Wang Dazhuang in the second half of the month at the urban-rural fringe."

The difference between these two identities is too big, Zheng Ren sighed.

"Boss, is it really a split personality?" Su Yun asked.

"If Ms. Bu's narration is correct, it should be this disease." Zheng Ren said, "but there is no standard diagnosis process for real personality schizophrenia, nor a certain diagnosis. It's just an explanation..."

"Buli, what did your father do when he goes to the urban-rural fringe area?" Su Yun asked.

Bu Li was a little embarrassed. It was really hard to talk about very private topics in front of so many people.

But out of trust in Zheng Ren, Buli was still willing to make it clear. This matter was too strange. If Boss Zheng had nothing to say, Buli wanted to find someone who was proficient in metaphysics to take a look.

When she knew about this, she was already panicked. Although she seemed calm, she was no longer the shrewd and capable Buli in the workplace.

"According to the neighbors, my dad beats that woman every day and drinks some wine." Bu Li said, "and then he goes to the mental hospital in the imperial capital to see a doctor. He said he can always hear people talking to him, express his thoughts, and so on."

"The neighbors didn't dare to contact him, they all said that my dad had a brain problem."

"I beat my wife every day, no one cares about it?" Zheng Ren asked in surprise.

"Who said it's every day?" Su Yun said contemptuously, "I will definitely not fight at that time if I recovered from the identity of Chairman Bu in half a month."
Chapter completed!