Men and women eating in the courtyard

Li Xuewu glanced at the little boy who appeared at the window of the villa, smiled and said to the woman: "Madam, you don't want your child to see me using coercive measures against you, do you?"

The woman looked back at her child, frowned and said to Li Xuewu, "What Fu Haibo does is none of our business."

Li Xuewu showed his ID and said: "We are not here to seek revenge, we are here to find someone."

The woman was obviously stunned when she saw Li Xuewu's ID. She had never seen anyone holding two IDs.

Li Xuewu explained with a smile: "Showing you the security certificate is to tell you where I am from, and showing you the police certificate is to tell you the seriousness of the matter."

Collecting the documents, Li Xuewu looked at the woman's hesitant expression and continued: "I have the right to search Haibo's home, and I also have the right to arrest anyone who harbors or hides criminals."

The woman frowned and looked at Li Xuewu and said, "You don't need to say these words. I am a woman. What do you want to catch?"

Although it was said rudely, the wooden door was still opened.

Li Xuewu looked at the stubborn yet cooperative woman and smiled, saying, "I'll excuse you then."

Looking at Li Xuewu, who had a gentle tone but a vicious face, the woman turned around and led the way to the villa.

Liu Zhaolun held the gun in his hand and did not follow Li Xuewu into the house. Instead, he walked around the villa and then entered the villa through the back door.

Li Xuewu sat on the sofa at the woman's signal, feeling the softness under his body and looking at the magnificent decoration in the room.

"Director Fu really enjoys it. It's not easy to find a house like this in the capital. Why bother going to the capital?"

The woman glanced at Li Xuewu, and then continued to make the tea in her hand.

"That's his idea and has nothing to do with me."

Seeing the little boy holding a wooden gun sitting on the stairs looking at him, Li Xuewu smiled at the little boy and asked, "Is this Director Fu's child?"

The woman did not answer, nor did she pay attention to Liu Zhaolun who came in from the back door. She brought two cups of tea and placed them on the coffee table in front of Li Xuewu.

"Tell me your purpose. What exactly do you want to do?"

Liu Zhaolun did not sit on the sofa corresponding to the tea cup. Instead, he walked up to the little boy with a gun and stood in front of him. He also made a face at the little boy, and then missed the little boy and went upstairs.

The little boy glanced at Liu Zhaolun expressionlessly, and then focused on the 56 punch in Liu Zhaolun's hand.

Li Xuewu looked at the dignified and elegant woman sitting on the single sofa, and the panic he had just lost was completely gone.

"Fu Haibo made a mistake, we need to find him"

"I said that!"

The woman emphasized: "He is not here, he will not come home for a long time."

Li Xuewu smiled and did not answer the question, but asked: "What is your name?"

The woman looked at Li Xuewu's expression and hesitated for a moment, but still replied: "My name is Zhou Yamei."

Li Xuewu nodded and asked again: "Are you a local?"

Zhou Yamei saw that Li Xuewu did not ask about Fu Haibo, but instead asked about herself.

Although he was a little impatient, he thought of the two certificates he saw just now and replied: "Yes, I am from Gangcheng."

Li Xuewu took out his cigarette case from his pocket and gestured to Zhou Yamei and asked, "Do you mind if I smoke here?"

Zhou Yamei looked at Li Xuewu's movements, frowned and took out a gray ashtray from under the coffee table and placed it in front of Li Xuewu.

"Thanks"

He said thank you and lit the cigarette in his mouth with the lighter in his hand.

Li Xuewu is not relaxing, nor is he pretending to be a pen, nor is it a meaningless action.

Smoking leisurely will put pressure on Zhou Yamei, subconsciously telling Zhou Yamei that she will not give up until she reaches her goal here today.

Even if Fu Haibo cannot be found, important clues must be obtained.

Zhou Yamei looked at Li Xuewu who was sitting on the sofa and said: "This is indeed Fu Haibo's home, but Fu Haibo is really not here, and I haven't seen him for a long time. You should go somewhere else." Let's see".

Li Xuewu shook his head and said: "We came from the capital, and our eyes went dark as soon as we landed. Where can we find it?"

"That can't be the case...!"

"Can't what?"

Seeing what Zhou Yamei wanted to say excitedly, Li Xuewu chuckled and asked, then squinted his eyes and said: "We can't do business if we can't find him, so we can only wait here."

Zhou Yamei took a breath, but was dismissed by Li Xuewu's rogue.

I have never seen such a rogue case investigator.

"I really don't know where he went. It's useless for you to force me."

"No no no"

Li Xuewu waved his hand and said, "How could I force you? Our attitude is very clear. We told you when we came in that we wanted to talk to you."

"What to talk about?"

Zhou Yamei puffed up her nose and asked, "You asked!"

This is the genius of Li Xuewu. Whether it is interrogation or evidence collection, he can flexibly use conversation skills according to changes in the environment.

Now Zhou Yamei is the anxious one. The more Li Xuewu becomes like this, the more anxious Zhou Yamei becomes.

Li Xuewu pointed to the little boy who was sitting on the stairs and reached out to touch Liu Zhaolun's gun who came downstairs after searching, and asked: "Is this child Fu Haibo's?"

This pun question made Zhou Yamei frown again.

"What do you mean?"

"Means nothing"

Li Xuewu stuck the cigarette on the ashtray, stood up, walked to the little boy and squatted down, his eyes were level with the boy's.

"May I have your name?"

The little boy looked at Li Xuewu and Liu Zhaolun with an expression that made Li Xuewu suspect that the child could not speak.

But when Li Xuewu took out his flashy M1911, the little boy's eyes lit up. He pointed at Li Xuewu's pistol and asked, "What kind of gun is this?"

Li Xuewu said with a smile: "This is called the Gun of Kindness. It is very kind. I gave it a nickname, Little Hammer."

The boy's eyes widened and he couldn't believe that this gun actually had a name, and it was such a fun name.

"Is it yours? Can you show it to me?"

"Zhidong! Go upstairs!"

Zhou Yamei shouted to the boy in a cold voice.

The boy stood up with some fear. Li Xuewu helped him with his hand and asked, "Is your name Zhidong?"

The boy looked at his mother, and then at the gun in Li Xuewu's hand, his eyes full of reluctance.

Li Xuewu smiled and raised the gun in his hand and said: "Now that I know your name, let me change the question. Tell uncle, who is the uncle who just left your house? What is he here for?"

Before the little boy could speak, Zhou Yamei hurried over and took the little boy from Li Xuewu's hand.

Looking at Zhou Yamei who was staring at him with pursed lips, Li Xuewu smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm just teasing the kids, don't be nervous."

Perhaps the little boy noticed his mother's nervousness, put his arms around Zhou Yamei's neck and said to Li Xuewu: "Uncle Wang is here to see a doctor, he is not a bad person."

"The Building"

Zhou Yamei shook the little boy, then squeezed Li Xuewu away and went upstairs with the child in her arms.

Li Xuewu and Liu Zhaolun looked at each other.

Seeing Li Xuewu's smiling eyes, Liu Zhaolun blushed and stopped looking at Zhou Yamei's back.

When Zhou Yamei came down from upstairs, she saw that annoying person sitting back on the sofa. He had finished smoking and was reading the book in his hand.

Liu Zhaolun glanced at the woman walking slowly down the stairs, then turned back to look out the window.

This woman looks even more delicious from below.

Different from what most women wear nowadays, this woman wore light green slippers on her feet and gray woolen pants with black checks on them.

The upper body is a dark green sweater with a light red cotton cardigan outside.

It has to be said that Zhou Yamei has that kind of bookish atmosphere, and paired with her current home attire, it really highlights her extraordinary temperament.

Li Xuewu did not look towards the stairs, but focused on the book in his hand.

"Tell me honestly. Whatever you want to do, I will cooperate with you in any way I can. Whatever you want to ask, I will tell you everything I know."

Li Xuewu folded the pages and closed them. He raised the book in his hand and said, "This is a good compilation of Congress documents. It's hard to find. Did Fu Haibo read it?"

Listening to Li Xuewu's question, Zhou Yamei also became angry and asked with wide eyes: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

General Li Xuewu put down the book in his hand, leaned forward, stared at Zhou Yamei and said, "I want to find Fu Haibo."

Zhou Yamei covered her face and fell down on the sofa. After a while, she said, "I want to know what mistake he made."

Li Xuewu moved his buttocks and sat at one end of the three-person sofa, as close as possible to Zhou Yamei.

"Then tell me your attitude."

Literary people never speak directly and honestly, they have to be indirect and subtle, and Li Xuewu has to pierce that membrane before he wants to sit here and communicate calmly.

Zhou Yamei looked at Li Xuewu and said, "Didn't you already see it?"

"No no no"

Li Xuewu shook his head and said: "I never believe my eyes, and sometimes they can lie to me."

Seeing Zhou Yamei staring at him, Li Xuewu smiled and explained: "I prefer to listen to you and use my own brain to judge whether what you say is true."

"You are as perverted as Fu Haibo!"

"Hiss~"

Hearing Zhou Yamei's evaluation of himself, Li Xuewu immediately took a tactical step back.

"No way? Although Fu Haibo and I have only met once, I don't think there is anything similar between the two of us. Isn't this adjective inappropriate for me?"

Zhou Yamei stared at Li Xuewu and said, "You are just like him, both have a heart as cruel as a wolf, and both like to control the situation and others."

"Hiss~"

Li Xuewu had to look at Zhou Yamei in a new light. This woman was not simple. This kind of knowledge was not what a housewife should have.

Seeing Li Xuewu's surprised expression, Zhou Yamei calmed down.

"Before liberation, I studied at Fengtian Women's Middle School. Later, I was admitted to the Medical University. After graduation, my family arranged to marry Fu Haibo, who came back from the capital."

Fengtian Girls' High School is not simple, and Fengtian Medical University is not simple either. Li Xuewu became a little interested in this woman, and he sat on the sofa and became a serious listener.

Zhou Yamei pinched her fingers and lowered her head, and then continued after a moment: "He worked very hard when he was as young as you, just like you now."

Li Xuewu fluttered his hands and said with a wry smile: "Thank you very much for your compliment, but unfortunately this is really not a good metaphor."

"hehe"

Li Xuewu's vivid expression made Zhou Yamei chuckle, and then he gently covered his mouth and nodded to Li Xuewu.

"sorry"

Seeing Li Xuewu shake his head, Zhou Yamei said with a smile: "At least you are more humorous than him. My son never talks to strangers. At least you..."

"Even if you praise me now, I won't forgive you easily. At least you can use better words than the metaphor just now."

"Hehehe"

Zhou Yamei covered her mouth and laughed again, and then said to Li Xuewu: "Thank you."

Li Xuewu waved his hand and said: "I have a friend who is in a similar situation to yours. I understand you very well and I often enlighten her."

Zhou Yamei now looked at Li Xuewu without the vigilance she had when they first met, and no longer felt the emotions of fear and disgust when looking at that terrifying side face.

On the contrary, I felt that Li Xuewu had a natural and unrestrained air no matter how he spoke or behaved.

Especially when Li Xuewu talked about his friends, he felt that Li Xuewu had an empathic closeness.

Li Xuewu calls himself a social terrorist, a social terrorist, more terrifying than a social cow.

"It was probably two or three years after the marriage. At that time, there was a natural disaster. In fact, we were not hungry, but he..."

Zhou Yamei frowned as if she thought of something and said, "It's like she's possessed by a demon."

As he spoke, Zhou Yamei shook his head, rubbed his forehead and continued: "He often didn't go home that year, and sometimes he came back with money to give to me."

"What money? Where did it come from?"

Li Xuewu took a cigarette and lit it, then handed it to Zhou Yamei's hand.

Zhou Yamei looked at the cigarette handed over by Li Xuewu and skillfully picked it up with her index and middle fingers, held it in her mouth and took a puff.

Li Xuewu had already noticed that Zhou Yamei was smoking. This ashtray was not for men. It was too delicate, and there was a women's cigarette ring with jade on it.

"have no idea"

Zhou Yamei blew out a puff of smoke and said, "He suddenly came back, gave me some money, and told me to put it away. I asked him but he didn't say anything."

Li Xuewu lit one for himself and maintained the same sitting posture as Zhou Yamei.

"Later we changed houses."

"This one now?"

"No, no, it's..."

Zhou Yamei glanced at Li Xuewu and said, "The house you have been to is the house where my mother lives now."

"oh oh"

Li Xuewu nodded and said: "It's a very good living environment. It seems that he is a very filial person."

"Yes, he said so himself, and so did my parents."

Zhou Yamei said sarcastically: "He is nice to everyone, except...".

Looking at Li Xuewu's puzzled expression, Zhou Yamei explained: "Not long after we changed the house, someone came to the house one night, carrying a bag of money. Then we changed to the current house, and the original house also Gave it to my parents to live in."

"Who? Who is that person?"

Zhou Yamei took a puff of cigarette and said to Li Xuewu: "It's Ma San'er who pushed him into the abyss."

Li Xuewu heard this name for the second time today and frowned and did not continue to ask.

Zhou Yamei flicked the ash from his cigarette, and then continued: "After we changed here, he didn't come back month after month. I raised the children by myself. When he came back, he only stayed for a while, dropped the money and left again."

"So you want to..."

"Yes, it's what you think. Instead of living like this, it's better to change my way of living. If I continue like this, I'm going to get sick."

Li Xuewu took a puff of cigarette and pointed to the next door and said, "Don't worry, I'm a very strict person and I won't tell anyone."

"hehe"

Zhou Yamei looked into Li Xuewu's eyes and said, "Wang Ruoxia? Do you still remember where I told you I graduated?"

"Medical University"

"Um"

Zhou Yamei nodded and said, "He really came to see a doctor."

As she spoke, Zhou Yamei stood up and walked to the study door on the first floor, opened the door and signaled Li Xuewu to look for himself.

Li Xuewu looked at Zhou Yamei, stood up and walked into the study.

This is an ordinary study room layout. The walls are covered with bookshelves, and the bookshelves are filled with books.

But what's special is that there is a lounge chair by the window of the study. Next to the lounge chair is a round table with a lamp on it. Next to the round table is an American sofa.

There is a desk in the back with some books on it.

This scene seems a bit familiar, especially the recliner.

"Are you a psychiatrist?"

Zhou Yamei looked at Li Xuewu in surprise and asked, "Do you know this subject?"

"have no idea"

Li Xuewu shook his head, walked to the recliner and pressed it. It was really comfortable.

“I just heard a few introductions from others.”

"Then you are really knowledgeable and knowledgeable."

Zhou Yamei walked to the sofa and sat down, pointed at the recliner and said, "Try?"

Li Xuewu looked at Zhou Yamei and asked tentatively: "When did this subject exist in our country?"

It seems that Li Xuewu still understands this subject, and he was just talking nonsense when he said he didn't understand it just now.

But after the conversation just now, Zhou Yamei's attitude towards Li Xuewu changed somewhat, and she explained with a smile: "In 1900, Peking University, a discipline established by Mr. Cai Yuanpei."

"So early? Were you mentally ill at that time?"

"Hehehe"

Seeing Li Xuewu's serious nonsense, Zhou Yemei covered her mouth and smiled: "Who told you that a psychiatrist has to treat mental illness? Who told you that mental illness is equal to mental illness?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah"

Li Xuewu nodded and tentatively sat on the recliner, then gestured and asked, "Is it okay?"

"Of course, I can give you a free treatment"

Before lying down, Li Xuewu said to Liu Zhaolun, who was standing at the door and looking around: "Come on, come in. If this bitch hypnotizes me in a while, remember to wake me up if I start to tell secrets."

"Hahahahaha"

Liu Zhaolun looked at the serious Li Xuewu and the pretty girl who was covering her mouth and laughing.

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission!"

Liu Zhaolun agreed decisively. Although he did not know what hypnosis was, it did not prevent him from understanding what the secret was.

Looking at the young man who was staring at him with a gun in his hands with a serious face, Zhou Yamei covered her mouth and kept laughing, with tears streaming down her face. She felt that Li Xuewu's words were nice and fun.

Even Li Xuewu didn't care when he called her such a vulgar name to his men.

Li Xuewu ignored Zhou Yamei, who was still smiling beside him, took off his leather jacket and leather shoes and lay down on the particularly soft recliner.

Not to mention, it’s so warm in this room. I lay on the lounge chair covered with clothes and looked up at the American-style roof painting above my head.

I didn't understand what the painting was. It was a half-naked figure holding a candle, surrounded by some people and animals.

Zhou Yamei laughed for a while before calming down and asked: "You still know about hypnosis? Didn't you tell me that you don't understand this subject?"

Li Xuewu was lying here unable to see Zhou Yamei, and felt that her voice was reaching his ears from all directions.

"It's just hearsay. I'm just saying this to show off in front of you."

"Really? I don't believe it"

"Um?"

Li Xuewu turned his head suddenly. This "I don't believe it" sounded a bit familiar. He raised his neck and looked at Zhou Yamei, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"What's wrong?"

"nothing"

Li Xuewu glanced at Zhou Yamei and then turned his head and lay down.

Zhou Yamei looked at the somewhat alert Li Xuewu and turned off the lamp on the table.

It was noon outside at this time, but the study window was closed with thick velvet curtains, making the study very dark.

"I don't know your name yet"

Zhou Yamei's voice was as light and gentle as ever, with a little bit of a final tone. Listening to it from this position made her whole body tingle. No wonder Liu Zhaolun kept looking at her.

"Li Xuewu, Muzi Li, learning without success is the only way to stop fighting and martial arts."

"Can you tell me about your experience?"

"Um……"

Li Xuewu lay on his back on the recliner, closed his eyes and thought for a while, then asked: "Where to start?"

"Just start with the thing you are most proud of."

"I was only 15 years old that year and she was 17, no, maybe a little older..."

Li Xuewu talked about his experience with this woman whom he met for the first time and who was the target of his arrest.

After saying this, I fell asleep unconsciously.

Winter afternoons are the most sleepy, but what’s rare is that it’s a sunny day again today.

The sun shines on the dark velvet curtains, and the curtains absorb enough heat and transfer this heat into the dark study.

Darkness originally meant coldness, but Li Xuewu felt warm and comfortable in the darkness with the scent of ink and vanilla.

The nerves that had been highly tense for a long time were suddenly released, as if a weight of several thousand kilograms had been lifted off my body.

Perhaps because of the biological clock he developed during his lunch break in the steel rolling mill, Li Xuewu only slept for less than an hour before waking up.

Although he was awake, Li Xuewu still did not open his eyes. Instead, he closed his eyes and thought about something.

He felt the sound of slippers scraping against the floor slowly approaching him, followed by the sound of a cup hitting the table.

"you're awake?"

"Um"

Li Xuewu agreed through his nose, and then asked in a lazy voice: "Did I say a lot of childish things?"

"Hehehe"

Zhou Yamei said with a smile: "It's a very interesting life experience, I'm jealous of you."

Li Xuewu sat up and let Zhou Yamei help put the shoes at his feet.

"I know why Fu Haibo didn't go home. You dug up all the secrets."

Regarding Li Xuewu's teasing, Zhou Yamei thought for a moment and said, "Maybe."

"I am studying psychoanalysis. In order to make the patient regress to his childhood state, he will be consulted on a recliner."

In fact, Li Xuewu understood what Zhou Yamei said. Everyone had encountered it, but it was not so formal.

Anyone who has lived in a university dormitory may have had this experience. After the lights are forced to be turned off, everyone may still talk for a long time, and what they talk about at this time may have less to do with rationality and more to do with it. It’s something on an emotional level.

Seeing Li Xuewu put on his shoes, he pointed to the cup on the table and said, "Remember to drink a large glass of water after waking up."

Li Xuewu looked at the cup on the table, then looked into Zhou Yamei's eyes and said, "I never drink water given by others, nor eat food given by others."

Hearing Li Xuewu's words, Zhou Yamei's face stiffened, but then she watched in surprise as Li Xuewu picked up the water glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

"Didn't you say you won't drink the water given by others?"

Li Xuewu put down the cup and said: "You are the first person I have opened my heart to. I have shown my heart to you, so what else is there to cherish in life?"

Zhou Yamei pursed her lips and looked at the man who stood up to get dressed, and suddenly felt that he was different from Fu Haibo.

Yes, the more I look at it, the more different it becomes.

Li Xuewu put on his leather jacket and was led by Zhou Yamei to sit on the chair opposite the desk.

"So, I have a problem?"

Zhou Yamei touched the pants behind her thighs with both hands, and then sat on the chair.

"Yes, you know you have a problem?"

Li Xuewu leaned back in his chair and nodded and said, "I have a friend. She told me that I should have a mental illness, but I am getting better."

Zhou Yamei looked into Li Xuewu's eyes and said with a smile: "You have quite a lot of friends."

Li Xuewu emphasized seriously: "This time I really have a friend. She is also a doctor, but she is just a surgeon."

Zhou Yamei nodded and said: "Your friend is right, but not completely."

Looking at the psychoanalysis written in his hand, Zhou Yamei explained: "The mental stimulation you received previously is fading, but some new stimulation is slowly affecting your spirit."

Li Xuewu clicked on the red badge on his hat and asked with a smile: "Is that it?"

Zhou Yamei looked at Li Xuewu, and then said: "It's possible, because you talked most about work just now, and you talked very little about family matters. You are subconsciously hiding family information, or in other words, you are hiding information about your family. Protect your family’s information.”

Li Xuewu nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, family is more important to me and is precious."

Zhou Yamei looked at Li Xuewu's expression and said a little depressed: "I can see it, especially when it comes to your daughter."

Li Xuewu smiled slightly and said: "She is the angel that God suddenly gave me, although this little angel has a very bad temper."

"Hehehe"

Zhou Yamei looked at Li Xuewu with a smile and said, "I envy your life."

"do not"

Li Xuewu shook his head and said: "Let's not talk about the capital city, just talk about this Steel City. There is more than one person who wants to kill me."

Of course Zhou Yamei knew who Li Xuewu wanted to talk about.

"Now can I know what crime Fu Haibo committed? If it's from Steel City, it's impossible for someone from the main factory to arrest him, let alone someone of your level."

Li Xuewu wanted to touch the cigarette in his pocket, but felt the carpet under his feet and put his hand back.

"Actually, I shouldn't have told you. I made a mistake, but since you told me your attitude, I can't break your promise."

Crossing his hands on his belly, Li Xuewu said with a serious expression: "In order to hinder my progress, Fu Haibo and Fu Changhua planned and implemented sabotage activities such as theft, robbery, and harassment in the workers' residential area."

"so"

Zhou Yamei looked at Li Xuewu calmly and asked, "If he is caught by you, will he not be able to get out?"

Li Xuewu smiled and did not answer the question, but asked: "Do you know what the best place means?"

Zhou Yamei nodded, indicating that she understood the meaning of Li Xuewu's words.

"I don't know much about it. Every year during the Chinese New Year, someone in my family will come to give gifts. There are people from the transportation team, construction teams, and various factories. He also gives gifts to others. He gave gold bars to Luo Jiaping at the steelmaking factory. Other leaders should have given them as gifts, but I don’t have access to these things and I don’t know who they were given to.”

Li Xuewu nodded to help Zhou Yamei think, and asked in guidance: "Does he have other women? Is it possible that these things are with other women?"

Zhou Yamei looked at Li Xuewu calmly and said, "Remember what I told you, he is perverted."

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it true?"

"yes"

Zhou Yamei nodded and said: "Maybe it was caused by the crisis. Like you, it is a mental illness that can be treated, but he resisted every time I guided him. Gradually, the two of us had nothing to say. Just say it. quarrel".

Li Xuewu rubbed his fingers and frowned, thinking about the time he saw Fu Haibo.

Zhou Yamei continued: "Most of the gifts given by others were given to others by him, and all the money is with me."

Hearing Zhou Yamei say these words, Li Xuewu stared at Zhou Yamei.

"Don't be surprised. He is afraid of me, not hating me. I know he doesn't trust anyone now, but because I know him best and his son is here, the only thing he can trust and can only trust is Me"

Li Xuewu nodded and did not ask where the money was or how much it cost.

Li Xuewu really doesn't care much about money now, because no matter how rich others are, they are not as rich as Sister Lou.

For Li Xuewu, money is just a number. Now he has gradually stopped contacting money and no longer has to spend his own money.

"Then if I find Ma San'er, can I find Fu Haibo?"

Zhou Yamei shook his head and said: "I don't know, you may also know that he is more cautious about his family's privacy than you are."

Li Xuewu frowned and asked, "How do you usually contact him?"

Zhou Yamei pointed to the living room and said: "Telephone, call the work to leave a message. Sometimes he can get through when he catches up, but most of the time he leaves a message."

This is really tricky. Is this bastard going to end up like this?

Why is the defense so tight?

Li Xuewu frowned and tapped the table with his fingers and said, "Does he have anyone close to him?"

Zhou Yamei looked at Li Xuewu and said, "Do you have anyone close to you?"

"Well"

Li Xuewu knew that Zhou Yamei was not mocking him, but helping him analyze Fu Haibo.

No matter how Li Xuewu thought about it, he really didn't seem to have anyone close to him except his family.

There is no one who knows everything about himself.

“Actually, you can wait.”

Zhou Yamei put the pen in his hand on the table and said, "He must know you are coming."

"How to say?"

"Because he is hiding, putting away his tail, hiding in the dark, staring at you, and stretching out his claws at you at any time."

Li Xuewu frowned and thought for a while, stood up and walked towards the living room.

Liu Zhaolun didn't know what happened, but he went to the living room while talking.

Seeing that Zhou Yamei also followed him to the living room, Liu Zhaolun followed him out with a gun on his back.

In the living room, Li Xuewu called Yan Jiecheng's phone.

"Hey, I'm Li Xuewu, do you have any news about Han Zhan and the others?"

"Report to the section chief, no, I haven't called yet."

"I know, are you okay over there?"

"It's okay, I had the flatbread for lunch."

"I know, I'll call you later. Pay attention to Han Zhan's phone calls."

After explaining, Li Xuewu put down the microphone.

Although he had not received any news from Han Zhan, Li Xuewu's frown deepened.

It seems that just like what Zhou Yamei said this week, Fu Haibo really dared to stretch his claws against him.

Zhou Yamei sat on the sofa next to Li Xuewu and said, "I can only help you so much. If the money and house need to be seized, I will cooperate at any time."

Li Xuewu nodded and said, "Thank you for your cooperation. I will try my best to preserve your personal property."

Zhou Yamei smiled and said: "Thank you, I can support myself and my children."

Li Xuewu looked at this confident woman and said, "I believe you have this ability."

Zhou Yamei handed the paper in her hand to Li Xuewu and said: "This is a Western medicine prescription for nourishing the mind. Of course, I heard you said that your father is a Chinese medicine practitioner. You can also ask your father to prepare Chinese medicine for you."

After Li Xuewu took the prescription, Zhou Yamei continued: "Actually, you should come here once a week for treatment, but I know this is not realistic. You can find a psychiatrist in Beijing to continue treatment."

In fact, there are very few psychiatrists in this era, and most of them work in mental hospitals.

But the treatment methods of those doctors were very crude. Li Xuewu did not dare to go to a mental hospital. The impact was too great, and no one dared to use a psychiatric tube gun.

Li Xuewu looked into Zhou Yamei's eyes and asked, "What's the disease of the one next door?"

Seeing Li Xuewu staring at her, Zhou Yamei smiled, and then said: "I should have protected the patient's privacy, but who asked you to have a certificate?"

As he spoke, Zhou Yamei pointed to his head and said: "You know there is a kind of person who lacks social skills and cannot speak and live like normal people. They always live in their own spiritual world."

Li Xuewu nodded clearly and said: "Then he is happy."

Zhou Yamei was amused again by Li Xuewu's nonsense and said: "His father is the vice president of Fengcheng First Hospital, and he specially arranged for him to be treated here. Although you are a mild patient, I suggest you find a way to relax your body." entertainment activities”.

"also"

Zhou Yamei glanced at Li Xuewu and said: "Although Q desire can relieve mental stress, it treats the symptoms but not the root cause. It can only temporarily relieve nervous tension. Although the taboo type is more effective, it is always inappropriate, right?"

"Have I told you so much?!!!"

Li Xuewu looked at Zhou Yamei in surprise and asked in disbelief, and then said to Liu Zhaolun who was standing aside: "Why didn't you wake me up when I said this?"

Liu Zhaolun replied blankly: "You...you didn't say anything!"

Li Xuewu suddenly turned to look at the smiling Zhou Yamei and said, "You are so scary!"

Zhou Yamei wasn't too embarrassed to talk about those words of love and desire, but she was very concerned when she heard Li Xuewu's comments about her.

"It's not good to hide a disease and avoid medical treatment. It's also not good to criticize a doctor after a disease is cured."

Li Xuewu looked at this smart and scary woman and stood up speechlessly and said to Liu Zhaolun: "Get in the car, we can't stay here any longer, there will be no secrets if we stay any longer."

Liu Zhaolun also felt that this woman was really scary, so he glared at Zhou Yamei and wanted to run away.

Just when Li Xuewu got up and left, the phone on the table rang.

Li Xuewu's eyes became sharp in an instant, and the kindness just now was completely gone.

Zhou Yamei looked into Li Xuewu's eyes and listened to the phone ringing, wondering what to do.

Li Xuewu walked up and glanced at Zhou Yamei.

Zhou Yamei was stared at by Li Xuewu's cold gaze, and she didn't dare to move her eyes away, for fear that if he moved his eyes away, the man would take out a gun and shoot her to death.

"You're such a bastard!"

Zhou Yamei scolded Li Xuewu, and then answered the phone. After hearing what was said, her eyes instantly relaxed, but she felt more regretful.

"Looking for you"

Li Xuewu took the phone without waiting for Zhou Yamei to finish speaking.

"I am Li Xuewu"

"Section Chief, Jing Yongjie is dead"

"Where are you?"

"Gangcheng First Hospital"

"Who did it?"

"I don't know, we fell into a trap, and a man named Yang Zhao banged!..."

Li Xuewu heard a clang from the phone, as if the phone fell on the table, and then there was no sound again.

"Hello?"

"Hello?"

"Hello?"

Li Xuewu called several times without reply, knowing that Han Zhan was no longer there.

Li Xuewuhan put on the microphone with a face, then shook the handle and called Yan Jiecheng again.

"Hello"

"Section Chief, Han Zhan is looking for you"

"I know, what happened to them?"

"I don't know. When Han Zhan called just now, he asked if he could contact you, so I gave him the location where you called just now."

"Didn't you say anything else?"

"No, but it sounds urgent."

"I understand. If he calls again, tell him to go back to the guest house and wait for me."

"yes!"

After talking to Yan Jiecheng, Li Xuewu pressed the disconnect button, shook the phone again, and asked directly for the Gangcheng Bureau.

There are no regulations on reporting phone numbers at this time, so most calls are answered by the city bureau’s correspondent.

Li Xuewu's words were simple: "I am the deputy director of the Public Security Department of the D City Branch of J City. My comrade died in the No. 1 Hospital. I would like to ask the comrades of the Gangcheng Bureau to come and provide support."

After making the call, Li Xuewu connected the phone, then looked at Zhou Yamei and said: "He took action, and I lost a comrade."

Zhou Yamei also heard the voice on the phone and said in a panic: "I don't know if there are lives in his hands, but that Ma San'er must not be a good person."

Li Xuewu nodded and said: "If you have any clues, call this address and call me."

"OK"

Li Xuewu didn't wait for Zhou Yamei to finish and said to Liu Zhaolun who was standing at the door: "Get in the car and go to the No. 1 Hospital."