Odd Containment Specialist

Although the poster talked about Su Yue at the end of this post, the main character was still the patient X, because all the questions Su Yue asked were about patient X.

There were also some netizens who questioned it, but the poster kept proving himself, which eventually made the credibility of this post extremely high.

Of course, the ending of this matter is already known. In the end, the poster was invited to have tea, and then publicly apologized and clarified online.

In the whole post, the most concerned thing is the nurse's description of Su Yue's mental state-

"She is in a state of cooperating with treatment but refusing treatment. Although she cooperates with the doctor's treatment very well, she seems to have another plan in her heart. Her interest in patient X is beyond the normal range."

At the end of this post, the nurse also stated her position. She felt that Su Yue was not kidnapped, but disappeared from the public's view for some unspeakable reasons.

This view was also refuted by many netizens. After all, if you want to disappear from the public's view, retreating is better than disappearing. There is no need to make such a big fuss.

"Woof! Woof woof woof!"

The barking of Bian Bao came from the living room. Bian Bao was his pet dog.

"Stupid dog, why does it happen every once in a while! I'll be complained about again." Jiang Wengao stood up impatiently.

At this moment, the barking of the dog suddenly stopped.

Something is wrong...

The dog stopped barking and it stopped barking suddenly like this.

For a moment, some plots that only appear in suspense novels flashed through Jiang Wengao's mind one by one, but he rejected them immediately.

Now it is a society ruled by law, and there are surveillance cameras everywhere.

The community he lives in is a high-end community. Who would come to pick the lock in the middle of the night?

And what thief would bite the bullet and break into the door when he hears the dog barking at home?

Jiang Wengao pushed open the door and came to the living room. The living room was dark without turning on the lights. The dim moonlight shone through the glass door of the sheep's head, clearly showing the outline of the sofa.

Bian Bao stood in front of the balcony door, staring outside, very quietly, with his tail straight up, not wagging.

"Bread?"

The Husky heard the owner's voice, turned around and ran to the owner, circled around the owner's feet, and rubbed his head.

Jiang Wengao rubbed the dog's head and gently turned on the light in the living room.

Nothing unusual.

Sure enough, I thought too much.

Maybe it's because of the profession of game anchors, they are exposed to too many fictional entertainment works, and their nerves have become unusual.

"Go back." Jiang Wengao drove the Husky back to the doghouse, returned to the studio, and closed the door.

The curtains swayed in the night wind at two o'clock in the morning, and a wave of fatigue surged from deep in the body.

It's time to rest.

Turn off the computer, then release the urine that has accumulated for several hours, and go to bed.

Jiang Wengao walked to the computer, turned it off, and then raised his hand to close the window. When his hand just touched the window, the hair on his body exploded.

His brain, which was originally dull due to fatigue, became extremely clear because of the rapid secretion of adrenaline. He clearly remembered that his window was closed just now! !

How did the window open?

This is an idiotic question! Someone must have opened it!

But the problem is... He lives on more than 20 floors! Who would climb more than 20 floors to rob a house?

Almost at the same time, he felt a chill on his neck.

Then, something was placed on his shoulder!

Jiang Wengao's body froze instantly. He felt that it was a human hand on his shoulder!

And the chill on his neck was not an illusion caused by fear, but some cold metal, very sharp!

"You, what are you going to do?" Jiang Wengao trembled, his bladder contracted, and he felt that the gate was a little bit unable to close.

His brain was running at high speed, thinking about the other party's possible motives.

Murder for money?

He is rich. He has saved some money over the years as an anchor, but he doesn't show off his wealth. He never spends lavishly and lives frugally. There are many anchors who are more high-profile than him.

Moreover, there is no such thing as making money. Climbing 20 floors in the middle of the night and breaking into the room through the window, what kind of madman would do such a thing?

Then... is it a personal vendetta?

In just a few seconds, Jiang Wengao relived his life of more than 30 years in his mind.

He felt that he had not offended anyone, at least not to the point of being damned.

Could it be... this is the legendary knife-man fan?

There is such a joke in their anchor group, worried that some remarks will annoy some extreme fans and be killed by the other party offline.

Of course, jokes are jokes, and no one takes it seriously. After all, they are anchors, and they eat emotional services. Things like avoiding thunder points have long been perfect, and any controversial discussions will be avoided.

Jiang Wengao has always felt that he has done a good job. Apart from the evaluation of the game itself, he never mixes in any hot news.

"Brother... Brother, let's talk it out. I do live broadcasting just to make a living. Online is just a persona. We don't need to do this." Jiang Wengao said in a trembling voice.

"Why did you end the broadcast an hour later than usual today?" A pleasant female voice came from behind, with a hint of anger.

"This happens often." Jiang Wengao replied hesitantly.

He thought their conversation was a bit strange. How did they suddenly talk about live broadcast?

"You let me stay out for an extra hour. Also, you went to see Xiao Qi a while ago, right?"

Jiang Wengao's expression froze.

Sure enough, the other party was related to Xiao Qi's disappearance!

Xiao Qi was kidnapped!

This time it was his turn.

But what should he do now?

Pretend to cooperate?

Or just confront the bandit?

The other party had a knife, which was very dangerous, but she was a woman, and the natural fighting ability between men and women was very different. Maybe with luck, she could kill him.

However, the other party could climb twenty floors and hang outside for an hour in the wind. Her physical fitness was quite strong.

"Do you want to see her?" the woman behind him asked.

"Is she still alive?" Jiang Wengao didn't react himself, and he had already asked this question.

Then, a block was pressed against his ear. It was a mobile phone.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Wengao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, it was Dean Xiao's voice.

"I'm so glad you're okay. Where are you now?" Jiang Wengao felt a little silly when he asked this question.

Sure enough, the other side was silent.

"Uh, it's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't say it, uh..."

"Mr. Jiang, you can cooperate with her. As long as you cooperate, she won't hurt you. I encountered some, some unscientific things." Xiao Qi said hesitantly.

Jiang Wengao nodded repeatedly: "I know, I understand."

The phone was taken away by the person behind him, and the other party continued: "I could have knocked you out and taken you away, but it would be very tiring, so I hope you can cooperate with me.

I'm not a criminal, but if you don't cooperate with me, I will really kill you, do you understand?"

"I understand." Jiang Wengao gritted his teeth and said, "I, can I go to the toilet?"

"... OK, don't play tricks, believe me, you can't beat me."

As the voice fell, the coldness on his neck disappeared, Jiang Wengao raised his hands, and turned around slowly and stiffly at an extremely slow speed.

The one holding the dagger was a woman wearing a mask.

Even if the other party was wearing a mask, the exposed eyes and nose were very beautiful, and it could be seen that she was a beauty.

Jiang Wengao didn't pay special attention to these features, but there were some things about the other party that really attracted people's attention.

Hair, eyes, and body, the explosive body proportions and curves, more powerful than all the female anchors he had met.

The reality was exactly the opposite of what the other party said, she didn't look like she could fight at all.

The next second, the other party waved her hand, and a white light flashed across Jiang Wengao's neck.

"I know what you are thinking, touch your neck."

Jiang Wengao stretched out his trembling fingers and touched his neck. It hurt a little bit, and there was a little blood, but very little.

The woman stared at Jiang Wengao and blinked, with a hint of apology in her eyes. She tilted her head and adjusted her mask awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to avoid unnecessary fighting, so... I'm so sorry that you couldn't go to the toilet."