Officer Xiang and Mumu

Although the question was abrupt, he should be well aware of it.

The expected silence came again, and I couldn't help laughing at myself: "As the captain of the criminal police, I was followed and didn't notice. Is it because I'm too useless or because you are too powerful?"

"I didn't follow you." Ling Yunmu finally answered in a low voice.

"Is that by chance? When and where?"

"I..." He faltered, and I insisted, "Where is it?"

"I don't remember. I'm not interested in you, don't keep thinking about people following you..."

"How can you not want to? It's such a shameful thing. If it were someone else, I would have beaten him long ago."

It's a pity that I have to drive, so I can't observe the change of expression on his face. Maybe he is pursing his lips and doesn't know how to deal with it!

"Mumu, you and Renn have learned so many secrets, it feels like a loss, shouldn't you give some compensation?"

"It has nothing to do with me, it's Ren... what he said can't represent me."

"I didn't expect Mumu to be so reckless?"

"That's enough! One bite at a time, I don't seem to know you very well."

"Why don't you know each other? We've known each other for three years! We've also lived and ate together for a few months, Mumu, you can't turn your back on someone."

"..."

"At that time, you hated taking a shower the most. It was the most headache when you were taken to wash and brush every day, remember?"

"Don't say it!"

"Eating is not good, I have to be fed, I don't want what's in my own bowl, I have to grab what's in other people's bowl..."

He raised his hands to cover his ears, and he refused to accept his foolishness when he was sick. I was a little curious: "Mumu, can you remember those details?"

He shook his head and refused to speak.

If he can remember, then he should also be able to recall the treatment Wei Chenglan gave him, including the last sand game, who put the props all over the white sand?

I freed up a hand to pull him, so that he would not cover his ears again, because I had something very important to ask.But when I pulled his hand down, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the bite mark on his collarbone, the white skin was dotted with red marks, and the strange red plum caught my sight again...

"Concentrate on driving!" He snorted and tightened his collar, his face flushed.

"You're here, I can't concentrate."

"Don't go too far!"

I loosened my hand and smiled: "Just kidding, why are you so nervous?"

He snorted and twisted his head as hard as he could, trying to wipe me out of my blind spot.

"Speaking of business, Mumu, did Wei Chenglan often play sand games with you when he was in Luoshan Mental Hospital?"

It is a common method for psychotherapists to use sandbox games to understand the inner world of patients.I only watched it once, and that time, Ling Yunmu only dug a hole in the sand, after that, it is unknown where Wei Chenglan guided him.

"I do not know."

"Why? And what do you know?"

"I don't have many moments of awareness, and I am always hypnotized, and I don't even know what the attending physician has done."

"Then do you think Dr. Wei Chenglan is suspicious?"

He glanced back at me, "You suspect him?"

I didn't answer, but asked: "Mumu, after the June [-] incident, Ren and Ben had the opportunity to become independent. What do you think of this matter?"

"What should I think about it? Could it be that someone did this on purpose just to hurt me?"

"This possibility is not ruled out. We think that in your childhood, there was a particularly key little friend who knew you well and has been following you for so many years. Don't you feel that way? The feeling of being watched?"

He was silent, probably remembering, I waited quietly.