Black Lotus villain disguise strategy

After finishing the day's work, Xue Ran stood in front of the door, looked down and saw that the note he had stuck in the door in the morning hadn't fallen, and felt that no one would break into the room without authorization, so he unlocked the door and entered.

I don't know if she is too suspicious. Ever since she lived in this house, she has always felt that the atmosphere in the room is a little weird. From time to time, she feels like being watched secretly. In the middle of the night, she always hears the sound of "rustling" I also saw blue lights flickering outside the window,

Xue Ran drank half a can of soda in one gulp, and his chaotic mind seemed to be cleared up a little. He felt that there were so many supernatural events, most of which were his own wandering thoughts.
She walked to the window sill and planned to open the window for ventilation, when she glanced at the desk from the corner of her eye, her heart suddenly turned cold——

The remaining half of the bag of bread this morning was gone, and the objects she placed at a deliberate angle also showed signs of being passive.

Could it be that someone really entered the room, and the feeling of being spied on wasn't her imagination?
Xue Ran swallowed uneasily. She didn't believe in random power and strange gods at first, but now she became more and more panicked when she thought about it. Looking at the room in front of her, she had an inexplicably eerie feeling.
She shook her head, determined not to scare herself, and fell asleep after taking a bath, hoping that when she woke up, these weird thoughts and feelings would be wiped away from her mind...
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The next day, the homicide case of a mentally ill patient appeared on the news with text and pictures, and immediately caused a wave of heated discussions among netizens.

At the crowded high-speed railway station, a shaky figure of a woman walked in through the glass door, carrying a suitcase and wearing a brown windbreaker.

She probably walked in a hurry, the woman had no makeup on her face, and her short, straight black hair was a little greasy.
She took her ID card from the ticket inspector, and the name under the portrait was "Chen Hui".

In just a few days, Chen Hui lost a lot of weight, and the heavy dark circles hung on his withered face, making him look haggard.

She frantically followed the crowds up the stairs, and almost lost her foot in the crowd, but fortunately, she grabbed the handrail in time to avoid falling. She wiped her hair impatiently and touched her pomade, feeling even more irritable.

After Chen Zhengan's death, although she got a legacy from the other party, she has been in a mess both at work and in her life recently.

The death of her father was like a wound that was gradually inflamed and festered. In a trance, Chen Hui felt as if she was in a void, and the surrounding air was slowly sucked away, leaving her to suffocate and die in a vacuum.

Whenever I see an old man of the same age, I feel a dull pain somewhere in my heart, as if being stalked by thousands of reptiles, tearing the broken soul bit by bit,
Occasionally falling into memories, the phantom of her father appeared in front of her eyes, making her seem to see that living person again, crying and smiling at her,

She almost couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion...

While waiting for the bus, Chen Hui habitually buried himself in the news on his mobile phone, and saw the murder of a mental patient.
She never liked expressing opinions on the Internet, at most she sighed secretly for a while.

Just as Chen Hui was about to press the exit button, she suddenly saw a close-up shot of the murderer, and her whole body trembled like an electric shock. Even after the high-speed iron gate was slowly closed, she still froze in place.

It was rush hour, and the cabin was overcrowded. Passengers were immersed in their own world, and no one noticed the woman in shock outside the door...
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—— "Do you feel that you see things that others cannot? Hear voices that others cannot hear?" Tang Yingwen asked gently.

"I... I can see ghosts!"

The terrified man stared at his bloodshot eyes. He is currently being handcuffed to a chair for psychological counseling. He doesn't let anyone touch him, so much so that he is still wearing the blood-stained plaid shirt.

"Before, I saw a wall builder, he... he crushed human flesh and painted it on the wall. Yesterday, I saw a man who ate the eyes of the girl next to him. On the table... there was a Pan people's brains!"

"Are you sure it's human?"

"Of course, I didn't lie! I didn't lie!"

Seeing that the other party doubted him, Grid Man excitedly wanted to stand up, and the handcuffs rattled as he struggled.

"I'm afraid this person has persecution delusions?!" Ding Baiyi couldn't help saying.

"No way," Du Xue shook her head, "It looks like pure schizophrenia."

The three of them were looking at the two people in the room through the one-way perspective glass. They only felt that observing Tang Ying's communication with the patient was like stealing a skill. Xue Ran watched it very seriously, and probably learned some information about the case.
The murderer was this grid man. His name was Zhou Xie. He was an ordinary employee of a securities company. He was working alone in the city. He had received psychological treatment earlier because of excessive mental stress. , which eventually led to such a tragedy.

Xue Ran saw that he was obviously not pretending to be crazy, and the state of mental illness should not be acted out.
But from his conversation with Tang Ying, it is not difficult to know that the symptoms of hallucinations in Grid Man did not last long, which means that his hallucinations may be caused by mental illness or drugs.

　Xue Ran unconsciously began to diverge his thoughts again, completely unaware that she stood motionless for nearly 10 minutes, and did not notice the eyes behind her watching him.

Five meters away, Jiang Xun leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and his eyes fell unconsciously on the person in front of him. He saw that Xue Ran was wearing loose dark blue short sleeves, which made the exposed arm even whiter.
He usually doesn't judge a person's appearance too much, but at this time he couldn't help thinking about it,
I just feel that her facial features are not very outstanding, but they give people a particularly comfortable feeling, especially those cat-like almond eyes, the corners of the eyes are a bit rounded, and the curvature of the end of the eyes is just right, and there is a unique sense of coolness in the blink of an eye. Tilting his head slightly, and looking at him with raised eyelashes, his pupils will become clearer and brighter,
Jiang Xun is sure that under that, there is a secret hidden in the determination.

He was thinking about it, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xia Mingsheng approaching Xue Ran suddenly, and his arms folded unconsciously moved.

"Hey, Xiaoxue!"

Not paying attention to the staring eyes of the people behind him, Xia Mingsheng smiled and handed her a paper cup half filled with honey water and said:

"Give the water to Sister Tang Ying."

"it is good."

Xue Ran raised his hand to grab the rim of the cup, turned around and walked into the house.

In the room, the conversation between Tang Ying and Zhou Xie came to an end for the time being. She took off her glasses and closed her eyes to rest, just when Xue Ran politely knocked on the door and said:
"Teacher Tang."

So she raised her eyelids and saw the little girl at the door with a low ponytail and slightly cautious movements.

Xue Ran wanted to put the water down and leave, but the other party suddenly stood up and walked towards her. She felt that the woman in front of her gave her a very different feeling, and she couldn't say whether it was good or bad.

"Thank you."

The woman's voice was very soft, with an unusual gentleness, but Xue Ran knew that this was a common trick used by psychiatrists to try to build trust with patients, and she also knew that the relaxation of her muscles and the slightest change in her expression at this moment would be seen by this person inside.

"Are you a new agent?"

Tang Ying looked at her meaningfully:
"Jiang Xun hand-picked it?"

"what?"

Xue Ran was in a daze unconsciously. At this moment, the other party suddenly took the paper cup in her hand and accidentally touched the woman's soft fingertips. She shrank subconsciously, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable.

The uncomfortable feeling gradually dissipated, Xue Ran swallowed his saliva, and it took him a long time to remember the other party's question just now, he shook his head and said:

　"No, I was...just admitted."

"oh, I see."

Tang Ying stared at her intently, the smile in her eyes seemed to deepen.
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Taking off her glasses, Tang Ying opened the door and walked out. Looking up, she saw Jiang Xun in a casual suit in front of the vending machine.

He rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, revealing a slender, white and muscular forearm. He was currently taking out the chocolate milk he often drank from the vending machine.

"Inspector Jiang!"

Tang Ying approached him with a smile, and said pointedly:
"It's so special!"

Jiang Xun turned around casually, knowing that she was half-speaking, so he said perfunctorily "Huh?"

"That girl," Tang Ying continued, "I think you pay attention to her, don't you?"

"You read it wrong."

Jiang Xun didn't care about this groundless topic, and lowered his head to pull the can ring indifferently.

"Avoidant Personality Disorder."

Hearing this, he paused, raised his eyes and looked at Tang Ying opposite,
"She likes to be alone, and subconsciously avoids physical contact with others. It seems difficult for her to build trust with the people around her, and her thoughts are always in a state of wandering."

As she spoke, she glanced at Jiang Xun,
"I thought it was because of this that you were interested in this girl. Now it seems that you didn't know it."
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Xue Ran felt a little flustered unconsciously, she was now with Du Xue, and was about to detain Zhou Xie, who had finally regained consciousness, back into the police car.

Along the way, she was distracted, and she walked forward in a trance, but she still couldn't erase the penetrating eyes of the woman when she looked at her just now in her mind.

"Xue Ran,"

She shivered, turned to look at Du Xue and smiled at herself as if embarrassed,

"I...I want to say sorry to you."

"Ok?"

"I'm sorry I was biased against you earlier," she said:
"When I first came here, I saw that your qualifications were average, and I always felt that the Special Bureau should choose more professional and capable people."

Xue Ran raised his eyebrows, thinking that he was indeed not professional enough, and it was not incomprehensible for her to think so.

"I'm too narrow,"

Du Xue's sincere eyes showed a hint of embarrassment, and said:
"I don't vomit, you won't be angry, will you?"

In fact, as long as you are open and honest, there is nothing to worry about. Xue Ran shook his head and said:
"will not."

"That's good." Du Xue said with a smile:
"After so long, I realize that I really don't know you very well, and you don't know me too well, do you?

Why don't we get together when we have time, there is a newly opened dessert shop near my house..."

The two were still talking happily, but Zhou Xie, who was originally well-behaved, suddenly screamed and twitched violently.