Wang Xiuzhi sat in an office chair to sort out information.

From time to time, I looked up at Officer Meng who was staring at him, and became more and more curious.

So she took the initiative to speak: "Asir, what case do you have and need to investigate a mentally ill person? Of course, if it involves confidentiality, you can not tell it."

"It's not investigation, it's solicitation."

Meng Fan looked at Dr. Wang who was a little heroic in front of him and also wanted to know what kind of cases she could bring out.

It's not necessarily a Chinese ghost, right?

The old monster in the Black Mountain, the tree monster grandma took Nie Xiaoqian through the Hong Kong Island in the 1980s...

With a little distracting of ideas, Meng Fan withdrew his gaze. After all, always staring at girls seems very impolite and easily misunderstood.

Dr. Wang actually doesn't mind being seen like this by a handsome guy. If no one looks at him, that would be sad. It proves that he is not charming.

Thinking of this, she sorted out the patient's files while joking: "It's really eye-opening for the police force to need psychiatric patients."

"After all, genius and madman are only one step away." Meng Fan thought of a book he read before traveling through time and added: "Besides, people's understanding has limitations. Perhaps those views that are considered absurd are actually correct.

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"Like those ghosts?"

"That's right, with the development of technology, all over the world... forget it, not that far."

Meng Fan leaned into the sofa, folded his hands on his knees, and said seriously: "The theory of ghosts that has been passed down from ancient times to the present has been falsified by technology in just a few decades, but it has not been much.

It took a long time, and you saw it too."

"Yes." Wang Xiuzhi felt it in her heart and sighed: "The first time I saw this news in the news, I thought it was an April Fool's Day joke."

"However, these things have not seriously affected life. You still have to go to work when you are about to work. The Hong Kong dollar has not depreciated, the prices have not increased, and the wages have not increased, and the mortgage still needs to be paid."

In fact, she felt a very strange feeling in her heart, and wanted to see the so-called ghost with her own eyes.

Probably a sense of taboo.

Curiosity, rebellion, and desire to explore knowledge make people have a special yearning for unknown and mysterious things. Even if they know that they are in danger, they can't help but feel in their hearts. It is called "death".

Of course, Meng Fan did not know the mind skills and could not find out what the other party was thinking. Otherwise, he would definitely say: "Miss Wang, your wish will be realized. Please don't let Mr. Ye be good at the dragon."

Unfortunately, I couldn't watch all Hong Kong movies before traveling through time. Otherwise, I could guess what would happen next based on the information I have now.

Joey Wong is a psychiatrist, wearing a white shirt, gentle and cool.

By the way, is the dream of Uncle Feng and Dasha related to this?

Unconsciously, Meng Fan thought of the miraculous events that happened around him and subconsciously brought them together.

But how do you combine it? I haven’t watched related films and TV series, but I haven’t watched them, and I don’t have any impression in my heart...

Of course, this is not the first time Meng Fan encountered such an incident. Because he had magic power, especially after mastering the Qimen, he was not nervous.

To take a step back, it is useless to be nervous. The two identities of Maoshan disciples and police officers have made Meng Fan decide to fight the evil for life.

On the table.

Wang Xiuzhi finished sorting out all the official documents, picked up a signature pen, and walked quickly towards the sofa.

"Meng Sir, in the fifteen years since the establishment of this hospital, all the patient information has been here."

"During three years and seven months as chief physician, I have not admitted any patient named Li Ang."

As she said that, she smiled and handed over the documents in a stack, jokingly: "If you don't believe it, you can check it again."

"No." Meng Fan reached out to take another stack and quickly read the archives.

The speed is astonishing.

I'm afraid that the bank banknote counters are not so skilled, Wang Xiuzhi felt dazzled.

“Finally found.”

The doctor took nearly half an hour to get the documents from every corner, but Meng Fan only took dozens of seconds to find the one he wanted in thousands of patient information.

"Let's take a look." Wang Xiuzhi came over.

"I was treated in our hospital for a while at the age of eleven. Because of my withdrawn personality, I was beaten by other patients and had no choice but to transfer to the hospital."

“Currently…”

The words have not ended.

The person in the office was kicked away and rushed in with a man with sunglasses, yellow and curly hair, obviously mixed race.

"Is this the reason why you don't answer the phone?"

"Be with the wild man!"

Meng Fan felt that he had been misunderstood and subconsciously wanted to show his ID, but the next moment, the man's actions made him give up the explanation.

I saw a palm-leaf fan slap over.

The target was not Meng Fan, but Dr. Wang.

Amid the screams, Wang Xiuzhi closed her eyes. If she had known that the man in front of her had committed serious domestic violence, how could she agree?

Now, it has long been said that he broke up, but he was like a lunatic, making phone calls day and night. Now he is rushing into his workplace and started beating people without asking the reason.

It seemed as if a long time had passed, and Wang Xiuzhi felt countless regrets in her heart that she regretted her understanding of this man, but the pain did not come.

She slowly moved her hands protecting her head away and looked forward.

The violent ex-boyfriend Aben collapsed to the ground and fell into a coma. He should still be alive.

Inspector Meng wiped the blood stuck to his fingers with paper, and looked at the man whose sunglasses were knocked away on the ground, looking disdainful.

Faced with such a level of domestic violence, he must strike hard. He looked down on the garbage people who bully the elderly, the weak, the weak, the women and the children the most, and punched the weak?

If you have the ability to vent your vent.

Moreover, his face is quite worthy of a beating. Huang, who has evolved into a 3-pointer, has also filmed one after another in the third level. He has won many awards and pretended to be very patriotic. In fact, he is still the same as a foreigner in his bones, and was eventually completely banned.

To be honest, after experiencing so much, Meng Fan has abandoned many old ideas, such as:

Guzai is Guzai.

The gangster who teases the corpse is a gangster.

The two cannot be confused.

The world you are experiencing is not false. Everyone has flesh and blood. Apart from appearance, don't confuse with yourself.

"Miss Wang, are you willing to accuse him of illegal harm?"

Meng Fan suddenly spoke.

He threw the blood-stained tissue into the trash can and continued: "I can testify for you, and he has confirmed the charge of attacking senior police officers."

Confirm?

Not waiting for the court...

Thinking of the police rank and age of Asir, Wang Xiuzhi vaguely guessed what happened in her heart and asked: "Can you really let him go in for a while, calm down and stop harassing me like this?"

"certainly."
Chapter completed!