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There were quite a few people on the range.

HK is one of the top cities in Asia. There are more than 7 million people living in an area of ​​1,000 square kilometers. The work of the police is very stressful. The shooting range is a training facility from the concept, but it has become a decompression program over time. Some people are at the boss’s place. When I was wronged, I used to come here to vent.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

The transparent glass partitions were lined up one by one, and inside were police officers practicing shooting.

When Lin Yue entered the door, Yao Wenji and Yuan Weihao had already put on earmuffs, stood at the shooting point with training pistols, aimed at the target in front of them and kept firing.

Policewoman Irene sat at the console not far away, and the score of each window was marked on the monitor.

Lin Yue walked to the equipment receiving place, looked at a policewoman and said, "Please give me a set of practice equipment."

The man glanced at the police officer's ID hanging on his chest, took out a gun, a pair of earmuffs, and three loaded loaders and handed them over.

"Thank you." Lin Yue took the gun and left.

"Is that person from your team?" The policewoman looked at his back and said, "He's very handsome."

Irene nodded, and watched Lin Yue walk to the No. 8 window with deep curiosity and stood still, raising her gun to aim at the human-shaped target in front of her.

She is a frequent visitor here, because the policewoman on duty at the range is her best friend, but she has never seen Lin Yue come to the range to practice shooting in the past three or four years.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

...

Six shots were fired.

In 2002, there was no bullet point scan, and there were only shooting results on the monitor, thirty-six points.

The female policeman didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "He's quite handsome, but his marksmanship is terrible. I'm curious how he passed the graduation exam of the police academy."

Lin Yue wore earmuffs and didn't know what the people behind him were talking about. After emptying out the bullets in the magazine, he twisted the empty cartridge case out of the magazine with one hand. Flick the gun when it's done, and the bullet nest returns to its place with a click.

The whole set of movements is so smooth that it is pleasing to the eye.

Irene kept watching his back, and was stunned when she saw this scene. She subconsciously stood up and walked to the place facing the window No. 8, watching Lin Yue aiming at the target ahead.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

...

Six more shots were fired.

The policewoman glanced at the monitor and shook her head helplessly. It was thirty-six points again. The two scores were the same. In a sense, she was a talent.

At this moment, a man came over with a training gun, winked at window No. 8, and asked the policewoman, "How's your grade?"

The policewoman knew that he was Erin's colleague: "Very poor."

Yuan Weihao said with a smile: "Do you know who he is?"

"who is it?"

"The winner of the Police Academy's Class 93 Excellence Award, Inspector Lin Yuelin."

"You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"He is good at writing reports." Yao Wenji also walked over: "He is still highly valued by Huang SIR."

"Cut." Yuan Weihao sneered and said, "I heard that Lu Qichang was so frightened that he went to work in the Marine Police Department after being bombed to death by Ni Yongxiao. The silver-like pewter tip is a fancy but useless guy!"

While the three were whispering, Irene walked by and looked at them with weird expressions.

The policewoman asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Irene pointed to Lin Yue who was changing the bullet: "Go and see for yourself."

The policewoman knew her best friend's temper, and the expression just now was definitely not contempt, but surprise, incomprehension, or disbelief.

She got up and walked to the back of window No. 8, watching Lin Yue raise his gun and aim at the replaced target.

Yao Wenji and Yuan Weihao also leaned over.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

...

Six shots were fired.

There are still 6 six rings, but the expressions of the few people who saw the score changed.

The target used in the shooting range is not a round target, but a human-shaped target. The six rings are located on the shoulders and forehead of the human body. Lin Yue fired six shots. There was a hole less than two centimeters long in the forehead of the human-shaped target. It can be seen from the arc that the edges of the six bullet holes overlap.

Others aim at the red heart and shoot, but he is good at hitting the forehead, and the difference between the front shot and the back shot is less than one centimeter.

What does this mean?

It means that if his shooting target is the red heart, all three rounds of shooting will be sixty rings, that is, eighteen accurate hits on the focus.

Eighteen times in three rounds...

This has nothing to do with luck, but a reflection of shooting prowess.

The policewoman half-opened her small mouth, and finally understood why Irene had a weird expression on her face. If Detective Lin can maintain his shooting state today, in the HK police system, there will never be more than ten people who can compete with him .

Yuan Weihao's ears were a little red, because he just mocked Lin Yue in front of the policewoman as a silver-like pewter gun head. If this grade is also considered to be not useful, then what is his grade, rubbish?

"I hope he won't be nervous and shaking his hands when facing criminals."

When he said this, Lin Yue just took off his earmuffs, but he didn't seem to hear the sarcasm from behind. He walked over and handed the training equipment to the policewoman, smiled and said thank you, and turned to leave the shooting range.

"Irene, does Inspector Lin have a girlfriend?"

Erin looked at her best friend and didn't know what to say.

Yao Wenji watched Lin Yue leave with a thoughtful expression.

The three of them came to the shooting range with their front feet and Lin Yue followed them. With the revolver used for training, they fired three rounds of 18 shots in a row, hitting the forehead of the humanoid target every time. Is this a counterattack to the three of them who just ridiculed him for being mediocre? ?

If yes, what is the explanation?

It shows that in the past few years he has been holding back, and it can also be said that he has been hiding it.

So why the sudden high-profile now?

Yao Wenji was very puzzled.

"That person was Lin Yue just now? His marksmanship is really good." At this moment, a person came over and interrupted his contemplation.

Yao Wenji saw that it was Lin Guoping from the Criminal Intelligence Division: "Better than your marksmanship? Aren't you from the same year as him?"

Lin Guoping looked back at his five tenth rings and one nineth ring: "It's the same year, but not the same class. When he was training in the police academy, I had already gone to the streets for an internship."

...

After Lin Yue left the shooting range, he returned to the serious crime team and wrote a report according to Huang Zhicheng's instructions, trying to play down the impact of Chen Yongren's injury to Shen Liang as much as possible, so as to reduce the punishment of Chen Yongren by the Department of Justice.

After finishing the report, he returned to the police dormitory.

In the morning of the next day, I went to the Serious Crime Squad for an appointment. Seeing that there was no case to be investigated, I approached Huang Zhicheng and asked for a day off to see a psychiatrist.

Came to Li Xin'er's clinic, reported his name to the assistant, and he was let into the room on the right.

When she opened the door, Li Xin'er was sitting behind the desk, concentrating on writing something on a piece of A4 paper. She was wearing a slim white shirt with the buttons on the collar unbuttoned. Between the letter V and her skin was a ring, glittering The silver chain passed through and disappeared into the shawl behind her long hair.

Lin Yue stopped in front of the door of the inner room and did not continue walking.

After a while, Li Xin'er put down the pen after writing the report, picked up the glass on the table to drink water, and suddenly found a person standing at the door.

Lin Yue smiled and said, "Hi, I'm Lin Yue."

Li Xin'er thought for a while and said, "Hi Officer Lin, I'm Li Xiner."

She stood up and gestured to the chair over the desk: "Sit first."

Lin Yue nodded, walked over and sat down.

"Want something to drink?"

"No."

"You've been waiting for a long time, why didn't you knock on the door when you arrived?"

"Seeing that you are busy, I don't want to interrupt your train of thought."

Li Xin'er glanced at him in surprise, and her affection for the police officer Lin in front of her greatly increased. Polite and caring police officers are rare.

"Officer Lin, Sir Huang has already told me about your situation. Now I want to know if you haven't come out of the shadow of Officer Lu Qichang's sacrifice. There are different degrees of post-traumatic stress disorder. Please tell me what you usually think of this Whether there is anxiety, fear, insomnia and other conditions during the event, or often dream about the deceased, only after understanding these conditions can we decide to adopt psychological counseling or drug control, or other treatment options.”

Lin Yue smiled and said, "Can't you use hypnotherapy?"

"Hypnosis?" This is the first time Li Xin'er met a patient who asked for hypnosis. Everyone has more or less secrets. Being hypnotized means losing the dominance of the body. From an emotional point of view, this is a frightening thing. Shi: "Why do you have such a request?"

Lin Yue said: "Because I want to know whether hypnosis can really make a person reveal his heart."

Li Xiner frowned: "Officer Lin, I am a doctor, not a juggler at Tsim Sha Tsui Pier."

Lin Yue said: "Doctor Li, you misunderstood. I don't know if you have experienced the oppressive feeling of keeping a secret in your heart but not being able to tell anyone, as if there is an insurmountable gap between your own world and other people."

Li Xin'er involuntarily picked up the Parker pen on the table and turned it gently in her hand.

For some reason, after listening to Lin Yue's words, she remembered stealing chocolates in the supermarket when she was a child.

Lin Yue continued: "I think you have heard the story of "The King Has Donkey Ears"."

Li Xin'er looked at him puzzled: "You want me to be your tree hole?"

Lin Yue said: "Can't you? I know that in the West, for some people with psychological disorders, psychologists will recommend a kind of mutual aid therapy. A group of people sit together to talk to each other, share their experiences, and establish an intimate support relationship. Since you are a doctor, everything is aimed at helping patients recover, so what's wrong with being a listener?"

Li Xin'er couldn't help laughing, thinking that this Police Officer Lin knew a lot.

"Of course, sometimes the starting point for a new life may be a communication. But what I don't understand is, why do you want me to use hypnosis?"

Lin Yue said: "It's very simple. As long as I am awake, I will not trust anyone without reservation. I need a force to guide me to take this step."

Li Xin'er said, "Are you sure you want to tell me this secret?"

Lin Yue took out a cigarette and was about to put it in his mouth to get the lighter when he saw that there was no ashtray on the table, so he put the cigarette back into the cigarette case.

"Doctor Li, to be honest, I don't think you can hypnotize me. The reason why I came here is because I have the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

Li Xin'er was somewhat unconvinced after hearing what he said: "Officer Lin, I think as long as you can relax and cooperate earnestly, I have the confidence to guide you to tell the secret in your heart."

Lin Yue said: "I am very strong."

Li Xin'er said: "No drunk man would admit that he was drunk."

"You are so confident in yourself?"

"certainly."

"Do you dare to take a gamble?"

"Officer Lin, I am here to solemnly remind you that I am a doctor, you are a patient, and we are not gamblers."

"After so many explanations, I'm still not confident."

"You..." Li Xin'er glared at him, a little speechless: "Okay, what are you betting on?"

"I haven't figured out what to bet. How about it? I'll give you a month. If you can't hypnotize me, just promise me one thing, how about it?"

"What if I hypnotized you?"

"Didn't you get the secret of my heart by hypnotizing me and save a patient who was on the verge of collapse?"

"You can really calculate. I don't think you should be a policeman. It's more practical to be a businessman."

Lin Yuexin said that I have really been a businessman.

"Then it's settled."

Li Xin'er stood up and made a "please" gesture to the recliner in the outer room: "In less than a month, I can hypnotize you today."

PS: Sorry, I drank too much yesterday, so it was a little late.