Back in the office, Bo Yan leaned on the leather seat, looking a little lazy, and took the phone back, and gently spit out two words with his thin lips: "Result."

The person next to the phone did not delay and told him the test ingredients and passed them to Bo Yan's computer.

With the clear sound on the other side of the phone, Bo Yan's expression seemed indifferent and alienated, and his delicate and elegant face looked even more beautiful under the light.

Not affecting female aura is better than being stunning.

The smile on the corner of his lips is gentle and noble, but it is inexplicably cold.

Until he hung up the phone, he threw the phone aside casually, pulled the tie with his slender and beautiful hand, and unbuttoned the shirt a few times, and suddenly stopped his movements.

The fingers unconsciously stroked the girl's neck, without any wounds.

Bo Yan smiled suddenly, and his beautiful and delicate face looked even more breathtaking.

He came here purely to help the police solve a human organ trafficking case, which the police suspected was related to the Nuclear Mountain Mental Hospital.

but……

Who can think of it?

International psychologist Bo Yan is proficient in various criminal skills and has cracked many cases. He is also K, the number one in the international wanted list?

There was a slight knock on the desk with his fingertips, and Bo Yan remembered the conclusion of the laboratory staff just now.

"The pill contains a hallucinogen, which has strong drug properties and contains ingredients similar to drugs. Long-term use will cause drug addiction, mental disorder, phantom..."

The sound of analysis was recalling every sentence in my ear, Bo Yan leaned lazily there, and the black fountain pen turned beautifully around his fingertips.

Hallucinogen, ha.

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In the next few days, Ranbai always had a faint contact with Su Ruqing.

Above the wall, Yanbai habitually climbed over the wall and sat on it, holding a diary in his hand, holding a carbon pen in one hand, and the tip of the pen paused on the white paper for a few seconds, the sunlight refracted fingers printed out shadows and began to write down the pen.

2023.5.11

It's the 92nd day, I feel that I've been much better and rarely see those phantoms. Bo Yan, he is really an excellent psychiatrist, but I firmly believe that I'm not sick.

The handwriting is much more neat and the tone seems very calm.

The pen fell with the shadow, the diary was closed with white, the corners of the lips were slightly bent, and the head was raised to look at the dazzling sun hanging in the sky.

The sun rises and of course sets.

She supported herself with one hand, turned over and jumped off the cement wall, and clapped her hands.

It was like walking by randomly, and the notebook fell to the ground inadvertently.

With a faint smile on the corners of dyed white lips, he walked straight forward.

Su Ruqing happened to see Ranbai falling from the diary not far away. She frowned and went up to pick it up. She originally wanted to give it to Ranbai, but found that there was no sign.

The notebook was opened, and Su Ruqing just glanced casually, stopped her eyes, hesitated for a moment, and still started to read.

With shocking fonts, Su Ruqing seemed to be able to feel the ultimate madness of despair. No one believed her. Everyone said that she was sick. She was the only one in her world. She was borne by herself.

The madness that came to her face made Su Ruqing feel frightened.

She herself didn't know why the criminal policeman, who had been through many battles, felt palpitations when he read a diary?

Su Ruqing looked through the pages that looked riddled with holes and looked at the lines of fonts. The occasional pages made her look more and more cautious.

She disguised herself as she bribed her identity and sneaked into the Kiln Mountain Mental Hospital to find out the truth.
Chapter completed!