SCI Mystery Series

The conclusion drawn by Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang is only an inference. To prove that Xu and Zhang really killed someone, conclusive evidence is needed.

In addition, Professor Xu and Dr. Zhang are both people with certain status in the academic world. Why do they go to great lengths to kill an ordinary student?And what does all this have to do with Zhan Zhao? This is what Bai Yutang cares most about.

The two decided to stand still and wait for the development of the matter.Bai Yutang found Zhang Long and asked him to investigate the backgrounds of Professor Xu and Dr. Zhang in depth.

The technical team installed miniature cameras on the [-]th floor, and Xu Qing and others conducted surveillance near the school.Subsequently, the police personnel withdrew from the school.

When Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang returned to the SCI office, it was already dark.

Jiang Ping was busy in front of the computer. He scanned the leftover scraps of paper brought back from Wu Hao's house by Chao Chao and others, and was doing image recovery analysis.

Gongsun came out of the autopsy room with bread in his mouth, holding Li Feifan's autopsy report in his hand.

He found a gray spot on the neck of Li Feifan's body, with skin necrosis, which was probably caused by the electric shock.

This further proves the inferences of Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang.

Zhao Hu asked tremblingly: "Gongsun, you can't be the corpse that was examined while eating, right?"

Gongsun turned his face to look at him, sneered a few times, and leaned over gloomily and asked, "What do you eat?"

Zhao Hu was so frightened that he said "Oh my god" and ran away!

The sleepless people decided to stay at SCI and work overtime.

When Zhan Zhao returned to the office, he turned on the computer and started writing.After Bai Yutang wandered around, he followed into Zhan Zhao's office.

"Didn't you see the sign hanging at the door?" Zhan Zhao pointed to the "Do Not Disturb" sign at the door.

"I see!" Bai Yutang walked to Zhan Zhao and sat down, "Isn't it the 'Welcome' section?"

angry!Zhan Zhao ignored him and continued to write stuff.

"What are you writing? Horror novels again?" Bai Yutang leaned over.

"When did I write a novel?? That was an academic paper!" Zhan Zhao emphasized.

"Heh..." Bai Yutang casually picked up the book on Zhan Zhao's desk, "Look at these names..."The Essence of Human Abnormality"..."Sense and Animal Nature"..."Dismembering, Dismembering, and Throwing Corpses" ..."

Bai Yutang threw those books back on Zhan Zhao's desk like a cockroach: "Isn't this a horror novel?"

Zhan Zhao gave him a hard look: "Get out! You seriously affect me!"

Bai Yutang leaned forward again: "What have you been researching recently? I think you've been writing for several days."

Zhan Zhao continued to type without raising his head, and said, "A few articles about obsessive-compulsive disorder have been serialized in the International Journal of Psychology recently, and the response has been very good. The editor said that he wants me to write a book."

"Obsessive-compulsive disorder?" Bai Yutang propped his chin up on the table, "What's the difference between it and mental illness?"

Zhan Zhao really wanted to throw the mouse towards his nose: "You can tell the difference between the dead and the living!"

Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao's angry face with a smile, and began to glance between the desk and the bookshelves: "Is that the International Journal of Psychology?" Pointing to a few thick magazines on the bookshelf, he asked.

"En." Zhan Zhao took a glance and nodded.

Bai Yutang stood up and took all the magazines in his hands, flipping through them, ""Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder and Psychological Suggestion"?"

Zhan Zhao raised his head and glanced at him: "This is it."

An An quietly read for a long time, "Cat, is this written in Chinese?"

Zhan Zhao frowned and continued writing, ignoring him.

"Why do you take apart the Chinese characters and see that the sentence doesn't read like Chinese?" Bai Yutang held the magazine and sat back on the chair, "The influence of psychological suggestion is very subtle for normal people, but for obsessive-compulsive disorder patients It can seem extreme, but in fact, most people in the world have subconscious OCD..."

Bai Yutang finished reading with a grin, and asked, "Is this a human language?"

Zhan Zhao wrinkled his nose and looked at him with the eyes of an illiterate: "It's written! But it doesn't look like it from your mouth!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Bai Yutang continued: "For a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, as long as he finds the source of his symptoms, he can easily use psychological hints to change the patient's subconscious..." Shaking his head, "What do you mean?"

"Literally!" Zhan Zhao took a sip of tea and looked at the gate, "Do you have nothing else to do?"

However, Bai Yutang seemed to be very interested in that paper. He asked Zhan Zhao, "You mean, by giving hints to people with obsessive-compulsive disorder, people can have hallucinations?"

"That's right!" Zhan Zhao nodded, "For those with weak willpower, they can directly confuse their thinking and beliefs, and in severe cases, they can cause cognitive collapse!"

"Oh? Prove it!" Bai Yutang nodded his nose with interest, "Let me break down."

Zhan Zhao tilted his head to look at him, then shook his head: "You don't meet the requirements!"

"What condition?" Bai Yutang asked puzzled.

Zhan Zhao finally moved his attention away from his notebook, looked at Bai Yutang and said, "We need someone with a weaker will, a more chaotic thinking foundation, and a weaker language ability!"

Bai Yutang thought for a while: "It's just to find someone who is timid, confused and stupid, right?"

Zhan Zhao thought about it with disgust, but nodded helplessly.

Bai Yutang smiled with satisfaction: "This is easy!" Then, he turned his head and shouted outside the door, "Zhao Hu!"

……

Zhan Zhao looked at Zhao Hu who was running over from a distance, and asked Bai Yutang in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Bai Yutang laughed: "You don't need to make him collapse! It's fine to make it messy!" He stood up and pulled Zhao Hu who had already run into the door to sit down in front of Zhan Zhao.

The door was closed and the shutters were all drawn down.

Zhao Hu was a little confused, looked up at Zhan Zhao, then at Bai Yutang, "Head? What's the matter?"

Bai Yutang winked at Zhan Zhao, meaning: "Is this qualified?"

Zhan Zhao sighed helplessly, and looked at Zhao Hu with sympathy in his eyes.

Bai Yutang raised his chin provocatively at him, "If you can't do it, it's a lie!"

Zhan Zhao looked at his arrogant and flat face, and after grinding his teeth twice, he took another look at Zhao Hu, and said in his heart, "For the sake of science, I have to sacrifice you!" Poor Zhao Hu, it became an experiment like this. Taste.

"Zhao Hu, are you really Zhao Hu?" Zhan Zhao closed his notebook and asked Zhao Hu seriously.

"What?" Zhao Hu blinked his eyes, "Dr. Zhan, what do you mean?"

Zhan Zhao said with a serious face, "Are you really Zhao Hu?"

Zhao Hu shook involuntarily, turned his face away and asked Bai Yutang, "Head? What's wrong?"

Bai Yutang held back a smile, but also had a serious face: "Answer the question!"

Nodding in fear, Zhao Hu said in a trembling voice, "Yes... yes."

"What evidence is there?" Zhan Zhao asked immediately.

"...??...Does the... identity card count?..." Zhao Hu reached into his pocket to take out his wallet.

But Zhan Zhao slapped the table and said, "What definite evidence do you have to prove that you are the same Zhao Hu from yesterday?!"

……ˉ□ˉ……

Zhao Hu opened his mouth wide in a daze: "Yesterday...yesterday and...and today's...is there...a difference??"

Zhan Zhao said: "I remember your grandfather has passed away, right?"

"...Ah, yes..." Zhao Hu couldn't keep up with Zhan Zhao's jumpy thinking, so he nodded.

"Are you sure you have a grandfather?" Zhan Zhao asked again.

……ˉ□ˉ……

Zhao Hu was already confused: "That... didn't you say that just now? Dead... dead, already."

"Crack!" Zhan Zhao slammed the table again: "Who can prove it?!"

Zhao Hu was startled and said, "I...I can prove it, and my parents..."

Zhan Zhao sat back, took a sip of tea and said, "You mean, you have memories about him, right?"

"Yes! Yes!" Zhao Hu nodded quickly.

"Then what if the memory is fake?"

........................

"Fake?" Zhao Hu's eyes seemed to have circles in the shape of mosquito coils, and he looked at Zhan Zhao innocently.

Zhan Zhao said slowly: "Think about it! If you say that your grandpa never existed, and you and your family are all implanted with memories of your grandpa, then do you dare to say that your grandpa existed? ?”

Zhao Hu opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhan Zhao in horror.

Zhan Zhao persisted, "It's like saying that there are aliens, who has evidence?"

"...I...I don't know..." Zhao Hu grumbled, not knowing what to do.

"Could you be an alien?" Zhan Zhao stared into Zhao Hu's eyes.

……ˉ□ˉ……

Zhao Hu's expression looked like he had just been shot by an AK47.

Bai Yutang waved his hands to the side, meaning: "It's almost there, he's already in a mess!"

Zhan Zhao interrupted him with firm eyes, and said in his heart: "This is only on the surface, today I will let you see how powerful I am, young master!!"

"Maybe your entire family is aliens, but you have been implanted with human memories and mistakenly think that you are human!" Zhan Zhao smiled deeply, "Or, you, Zhao Hu, died yesterday. Now, it’s not Zhao Hu who is here today, but someone who has been implanted into Zhao Hu’s memory! Do you dare to say that what I said is impossible??”

After a moment of silence, Zhao Hu screamed "Ah~~~~~~~~~", jumped up from the stool and rushed out of the office, hugged Wang Chao who was walking towards him and cried, "Who am I?" ?! Who am I?! I don’t want to be an alien!!”

…………… The people in the office are collectively petrified………………

Bai Yutang was leaning against the bookshelf beside him, laughing until his intestines cramped.

Zhan Zhao gracefully rolled up his sleeves, if the tiger doesn't show his power, you think I'm a sick cat!Sit down, open your notebook, and continue coding.

Bai Yutang laughed enough and walked out.Not long after, he ran in again with a large stack of documents, and put the documents in front of Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao looked up and saw that they were all the documents of the deceased in this "digital case".

Bai Yutang said playfully, "Mao'er, let's see if these people meet the needs of obsessive-compulsive disorder and psychological suggestion."

Zhan Zhao blinked, then looked at Bai Yutang knowingly and said, "Oh~~~ Mouse, you have it!"