In the pale and silent corridor, Qiao Zhuo's back was tall and thin, and Qian Rong, who was following closely beside him, was turning sideways and whispering something to him, vaguely hearing the words of the director of the hospital.

Qin Yuchen stood at the door of the interrogation room and looked at the back silently, his eyes were dark, his hands were clenched tightly, and his expression was gloomy.

"Captain Qin," Huang Zekai and the others came out from the next room, "There are all audio and video recordings of the whole process, do you need to seal them up?"

Qin Yuchen parted his thin lips lightly, and asked, "Have the results of the psychological test come out?"

At the end of the corridor, Qiao Zhuo's figure had already walked out of the gate of the Federal Police Station. The warm orange sun in the afternoon slanted on his side neck, creating a beautiful bright color.

Huang Zekai held the report sheet forward and said, "It came out, and the result is still the same as before. It is a first-level danger warning, with a score of 36.7."

The Evolutionary Psychological Test has gone through layers of sophisticated experiments, and the testees are divided into four grades, and thirty-five points are divided into a warning line. The basic scores of ordinary mentally healthy people are scattered above sixty. Once they drop to thirty-five points, they will beSound the danger warning thoroughly, and the federation will judge the resultant individually to decide whether the evolutionary can continue to survive in the human group society.

And the score of 36.7...is dangerous enough, but not enough to be expelled from human society.

Qin Yuchen took the report sheet and looked down, suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "What are the scores of Qiao Zhuo's previous test results?"

Huang Zekai was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Qin team, the evolutionist psychological test is not our business. I really don't know about it. The report sheets are all piled up in the next building."

Qin Yuchen frowned when he heard the words, just as he looked up, he found Qiao Zhuo standing beside the car outside the police station and looked up at the same time.

The man's expression was extremely indifferent, he was wearing a long gray coat, the breeze was blowing his hair on his forehead, and the silver mirror frame restrained his eyes, but Qin Yuchen still caught Qiao Zhuo's look of condescending and overlooking everyone.arrogance.

"A gift for you." Qiao Zhuo said.

The moment Qin Yuchen recognized his mouth shape, he held his breath. The man actually said that the score of 36.7 was a gift for him!

What a lawless bastard in a beautiful skin!

Accompanied by Qiao Zhuo's provocative words, not only anger rose, but also Qin Yuchen's boiling blood and surging desire to conquer. The man's face was heroic and stern, and he was lowering his brows fiercely at this moment, thinking, if one day someone really wants to arrest Qiao ZhuoZhuo, that person must be me.

Qin Yuchen silently put his hands on the shackles around his waist and stroked them lightly.

The report card with 36.7 points was thrown on the ground, and the leather boots stepped on it heavily and passed over.

Huang Zekai exclaimed from behind, "Captain Qin, that report card is..."

Qin Yuchen said coldly: "The result of being tricked has no reference value."

The system prompt sounded in Qiao Zhuo's ear: "The male protagonist Qin Yuchen's career growth value is +5."

Qiao Zhuo sat in the back seat of the car and smiled with his eyes closed.

Qian Rong slammed the steering wheel, and the car came to a sideways stop at the door of the apartment. She reminded, "Professor, we're here."

When Qiao Zhuo got out of the car, he looked back, the woman's hair touched her shoulders, her eyes were firm and hopeful.

Qiao Zhuo suddenly asked: "Is Qian Rong the heroine of the Small World?"

System: "No, there is no emotional branch in this small world."

Qiao Zhuo raised his eyebrows clearly, no wonder the system never reminded Qin Yuchen that he was a bachelor.

In the following week, Qiao Zhuo didn't see Qin Yuchen in the elevator of the apartment. The other party seemed to be caught in a very busy overtime. Anyway, his career growth value had increased a lot, so Qiao Zhuo was not in a hurry for the time being.

Even though he has experienced many small worlds, death is still a frightening thing for him.

Qiao Zhuo looked directly at himself in the mirror, and suddenly remembered the old face in the previous world.

It is a rare and beautiful thing to die.

Boom, Qian Rong pushed open the office door and whispered, "Professor, everyone is here."

Qiao Zhuo put on the glasses in the blurred vision, his expression instantly returned to indifference, and he responded lightly: "Got it."

Wu Yangyang's medical staff followed behind him for early morning ward rounds. Qiao Zhuo stopped at the door of Ward 707 and asked, "Has Deng Nan been transferred to the general ward?"

Cui Ci stepped forward and said courteously: "Yes, professor, I was replaced the day before yesterday, and all indicators are healthy and stable."

Qiao Zhuo could only see the end of the bed through the window of the ward. The kind-hearted person not only won the subsidy for Deng Nan, but also arranged him in a single room. What is the reason?

Deng Nanping was lying on the hospital bed, looking out of the window with dull eyes, his lips were still pale, and he looked very listless and exhausted.

"Dunnan."

Suddenly a voice rang in the ear.

Deng Nan was stunned for a few seconds, and then he blinked and looked sideways.

It was an unusually beautiful man, the hand holding the black signature pen was well-knit, and the white coat made him look almost holy, but his eyes were extremely cold, making people shiver uncontrollably.

The sharp beauty made Deng Nan feel a little embarrassed, and the sluggishness on the big boy's face was swept away, replaced by a kind of bewildered nervousness and shyness.

"Yes, it's me." Deng Nan said.

Qiao Zhuo glanced down at the name on the foot of the bed, walked up to the side of the bed and said, "Don't be nervous, it's just a routine check."

Deng Nan gradually calmed down in this clear voice, and finally found a familiar nursing doctor among the group of people in front of him.

But this group of people seemed to be headed by Qiao Zhuo, and they had no intention of speaking at all.

Qiao Zhuo asked: "Did you feel any discomfort in your body recently?"

Deng Nan has big eyes, dark but healthy skin, and his height is more than 1.8 meters from the shoulders alone.

"Except for a little pain in the wound, the previous panic is gone." The boy replied.

Deng Nan's condition is simple and straightforward, and his recovery is also very good, so as time goes by, only Qiao Zhuo is left in the ward.

After more than ten minutes of asking about his condition, Deng Nan gradually relaxed his vigilance when facing Qiao Zhuo, and even took the initiative to ask: "Doctor, why have I never seen you before?"

Deng Nan looked up at the name tag on Qiao Zhuo's front, "Your name is Qiao Zhuo, isn't it?"

Qiao Zhuo hummed, and asked casually, "You're still in college, why did you come to the hospital alone for surgery? Where's the family?"

The excitement on Deng Nan's face faded slightly, and he explained softly: "It's too far away, they can't come."

Lips pursed, eyes wandering, breathing rate increased.

Qiao Zhuo narrowed his eyes to judge, he was lying.

In Qiao Zhuo's eyes, Deng Nan's IQ and calculations are no different from elementary school math problems.

Qiao Zhuo glanced quietly at Deng Nan's belongings, and suddenly said with a smile in his eyes: "I also have a copy of your pendant."

Deng Nan blinked, turned his head and saw the small amulet pendant hanging on his backpack, and then he quickly grabbed the pendant and pulled it violently, hiding it in the cuff of his hospital gown and smiling: "Yes.Is it? Coincidentally, this is a gift from a friend of mine."

The smile in Qiao Zhuo's eyes faded, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Give me the amulet pendant, is your friend quite old?"

Hearing this, Deng Nan pressed his fingers hard on the amulet, his fingertips turned red, "Ah, he is indeed a few years older than me."

"Like blue?"

Deng Nan was stunned, "What?"

Qiao Zhuo lowered his eyes and said lightly: "The winding rope on the amulet is specially selected. I think yours is blue. If friends choose it, they should choose the color you like."

Sweat dripped from Deng Nan's forehead, and he just nodded, "Yes, I like blue."

Qiao Zhuo clicked his tongue. The cheapest way for a person to lie is to agree with the questioner. He said that when he was older, Deng Nan’s friends were older. He said he liked blue, but Deng Nan really liked blue.

Lies throughout.

Qiao Zhuo asked the system sharply: "Is the grandfather who depends on Deng Nan alive?"

The system was silent for a while before saying, "The time of death was thirteen days ago."

That's right.

When Deng Nan hurriedly tore off the amulet pendant, his expression didn't look like disgust or fear. His brows were slightly frowned, the corners of his mouth drooped, and his eyes turned to the lower left. It was a typical apologetic expression.

When he saw the pendant, he thought of a person who stimulated Dunnan's subconscious emotions, provoked his sensory impressions, and made him feel sorry and regretful.

After Qiao Zhuo put away the information board, he glanced at Deng Nan and said, "You can come to me if you feel uncomfortable afterwards."

Deng Nan's hand holding the pendant was slightly loose, and he smiled with pale lips: "Thank you doctor."

Qiao Zhuo walked to the door of the ward, and suddenly turned around and said, "I remember you are a senior student in the Faculty of Arts."

Deng Nan raised his head abruptly, and after meeting Qiao Zhuo's eyes, he said slowly: "Yes, what's the matter, doctor?"

Qiao Zhuo said blankly: "Then you should have read a book."

Deng Nan's tense mood relaxed slightly, and the boy smiled and said, "What book? Maybe I know."

Qiao Zhuo said: "Confession."

——

The black and yellow cordon was pulled apart to isolate the downstairs of the apartment, and the police detectives in dark blue uniforms kept the scene quiet in an orderly manner.

"Back back! Everyone back up!"

Qin Yuchen squatted at the scene of the crime, his sharp eyes swept over the pink sofa in the old room.

"Captain Qin!" Huang Zekai trotted into the room.

Qin Yuchen stood up and asked, "Have you investigated the relationship between people?"

Huang Zekai turned sideways to reveal a middle-aged woman behind him, and said briefly, "Landlord."

I saw the landlord holding his curly hair wrapped in a towel with one hand, and kept saying bad luck.

Qin Yuchen squinted his eyes and glanced indifferently, the landlord's chatter stopped instantly, and he said, "Old Yang, a widowed old man with no children, I didn't know that I would die here."

"Officer, I am a good citizen."

Qin Yuchen's brows twitched, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the word "law-abiding citizen" in that man's mouth, and his face sank.

Seeing him like this, the landlord leaned closer to Huang Zekai again in fright, and said, "Brother, your captain is really fierce."

Huang Zekai didn't respond, he just stared at Qin Yuchen and said, "Captain Qin, the deceased was an old man, and the method of crime was suffocation with a rope around his neck, maybe..."

Qin Yuchen said in a deep voice, "Murder serially."