Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 1140 Neurotic Girl vs. Spiritual Tutor (17)

   Back to the office, Bo Yan leaned on the leather seat, with a lazy expression, returned the call, and thin lips gently uttered two words: "Result."

  The people on the phone did not drag, and spoke out the test results, which incidentally passed them to Bo Yan’s computer.

  Following the clear voice on the phone, Bo Yan's expression appeared indifferent and alienated, and his exquisite and handsome face was even more picturesque under the light.

  It’s better to be non-female.

  The smile on the corner of his lips is gentle and precious, but inexplicably cool.

  Until he hung up the phone, he threw the phone aside casually, pulled his tie with his slender hand, unbuttoned a few shirts, and stopped suddenly.

  Finger unconsciously stroked the neck that was bitten by the girl without any wound.

  With a thin smile, the beautiful and exquisite face is even more breathtaking.

  He came here purely to help the police solve a human organ trafficking case, and the police suspect it is related to the Heshan Mental Hospital.

but……

  Who can think of it,

  Bo Yan, an international psychologist, is proficient in various criminal techniques and has solved many cases. At the same time, K?

  Fingertips knocked on the desk without a hit, Bo Yan remembered the conclusion of the laboratory staff just now.

  "Pills contain a hallucinogen, which is strong and contains drug-like ingredients. Long-term use can cause drug addiction, confusion, phantoms..."

  Analyzed voices and sentences in my ears, Bo Yan leaned there lazily, and the black pen made a beautiful circle at his fingertips.

   Hallucinogens, huh.

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  In the next few days, Ranbai always had contact with Su Ruqing.

On the wall, the white-dyed habitually sitting over the wall, holding a diary in his hand, and a carbon pen in one hand. After a few seconds of pause on the white paper, the sunlight refracted the fingers and printed shadows. Pen down.

  2023.5.11

  It’s the 92nd day. I feel I’m much better. I rarely see those phantoms. Bo Yan, he is really an excellent psychiatrist, but I firmly believe that I am not sick.

  The handwriting is much neater, and the tone is calm.

  The pen fell with the shadow, dyed white, closed the diary, bends the corners of his lips slightly, and looked up at the dazzling sun hanging in the sky.

  When the sun rises, of course it also sets.

  She propped herself with one hand, turned over and jumped off the concrete wall, and clapped her hands.

  As if walking by randomly, the notebook accidentally fell to the ground.

  Dyeing white lips with a faint smile, he walked straight forward.

  Su Ruqing was not far from Dye Bai, when she just saw the diary that Dye Bai had fallen down, she frowned, and went forward to pick it up. She wanted to return Dye Bai, but found that she was no longer visible.

  The notebook was opened, and Su Ruqing just glanced at it casually, paused, hesitated for a moment, and read it.

With line of shocking fonts, Su Ruqing seems to be able to feel the desperate madness firsthand. No one believes in her. Everyone says she is sick. She is the only person in her world, and all the secrets are her own. People bear.

  The sense of madness rushing over her face made Su Ruqing frightened as she watched.

  She didn’t know why she felt heart palpitations when she was reading a diary?

  Su Ruqing flipped through the page that looked riddled with holes and looked at the line of fonts. The occasional page made her look more and more cautious.

  She disguised herself, bought her identity, and entered the Heshan Mental Hospital just to find out the truth.

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  (End of this chapter)