The psychologist who worked closely with the Municipal Bureau was Song Qilian, who was also Xie Lanshan's "the only relationship of the opposite sex that never even held hands" in Tao Longyue's mouth.
When Xie Lanshan was just sent to be an undercover agent, he was far from being able to get in touch with a big drug lord like Mu Kun. He could only get acquainted with the ecstasy sellers in the bar first - following the "like attracts" rule, he You have to be rotten first, and you have to make yourself rotten, so that the drug sellers can believe that he is one of them, so that they can get in as soon as possible and complete the task.
It just so happened that when Xie Lanshan came out of the bar with two younger brothers who were selling medicine, they were bumped by Song Qilian.
In the middle of the night, when I came home, Song Qilian was already waiting at home—she had the key to his house. Xie Lanshan used to be clumsy at expressing, and before saying "like", he handed over the keys to the house first. During the half year he was squatting, Song Qilian often came to ventilate his room and clean up the dust.
"You injured someone and locked them in, I thought you just slipped, I'm still waiting for you..." Song Qilian rushed up and forcibly took out a bag of colorful pills from Xie Lanshan's pocket, tears streaming down her face . Shaking the pills, she was heartbroken at his self-indulgent depravity, crying and questioning him: "What is this? This is ecstasy, right? How did you become like this, if you have difficulties, tell me..."
Before Xie Lanshan was sent to be an undercover agent, he had heard the leader solemnly confess that he could not reveal his undercover identity to anyone, not even Tao Jun. He was told that this is an extremely difficult and long road. Once he chooses, there is no chance to turn back and he can only grope and move forward alone.
So in the face of Song Qilian's tearful questioning, he didn't say a word. He was born tough, and has always been a man of great promise.
"You have difficulties, don't you? This is a task assigned by the police, right?"
Song Qilian is a smart woman, Xie Lanshan knew that if he let go, the other party would soon find out the truth of the whole thing.
"Don't be so rude, Rory, who are you to me?" Grabbing his own pills from Song Qilian, Xie Lanshan sat down on the sofa, spread them out on the coffee table, and counted them like a treasure." I haven't even slept, and you still want to take care of me."
He held a toothpick in his mouth, showing his arrogance.
"How did you become like this, I don't believe... I still don't believe..."
"Fuck, sleep with Lao Tzu, or get out!" Xie Lanshan spat out the toothpick in his mouth, stood up, and pulled Song Qilian's clothes, posing as if he wanted the overlord to bow, and was slammed by the other party. a mouth.
You really make me nauseous.
This was the last sentence Song Qilian said to him.
At this moment, in the psychological counseling room, the two were unprepared to meet again after a long absence, and they were both stunned for ten seconds.
After all, it is someone who has known each other since the age of twelve or thirteen. To avoid the trouble of self-introduction, Xie Lanshan put down the flower in his hand and set his eyes on Song Qilian's desk. There is a photo there, a photo of Song Qilian and a boy.
"Is this your son?"
"Well, everyone who has seen this kid said that at first glance it was my child."
Picking up the photo and taking a closer look, Xie Lanshan smiled. That's right, the boy in the group photo looked five or six years old, with clear eyebrows, and his facial features were very similar to Song Qilian who was holding him next to him.
Before this chance encounter, he had made up his mind to fight with a psychiatrist, but now he is suddenly tired. Xie Lanshan lay down on the chair with armrests, closed his eyes, and said to Song Qilian, "Let's start."
Similar to the kind of hypnotherapy played in the movie, Song Qilian said something in a soft voice, Xie Lanshan soon felt his eyelashes heavy, but his body became lighter.
"You see a door now, and you gently push it open and walk past the only source of light—what do you see?"
He saw the woman in the dream again. The water in the bathtub had overflowed and flowed vertically and horizontally along the gaps in the floor tiles.
Xie Lanshan saw another self, wearing latex gloves, stretched out his hand to tightly restrain the woman's neck, and crushed the woman to the ground. The woman struggled desperately, trying to push him away with her hands, her fingernails leaving deep scratches on his neck and chest.
As she struggled, her hair spread out, and the woman's tear-stained face was revealed—
Xie Lanshan, who fell into hypnosis, suddenly woke up.
He sat up from the recliner, panting and sweating.
"What did you see?" Song Qilian asked with concern.
It was the first time he saw a woman's face in a dream, it was none other than Cong Ying.
Xie Lanshan got up in a hurry, said "I still have something to do", and ran to the door.
When his footsteps stopped at the door, Xie Lanshan stopped and looked back at Song Qilian.
"If I knew it was you, I would send a white lily." He pointed to the bouquet of delicate perfumed lilies on the table with his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "I remember that it is your favorite flower."
This smile is as soft as a feather, gently teasing your heart, as if time has flown backwards with it. Song Qilian saw Xie Lanshan from ten years ago, a shy and shy young man who didn't talk much, didn't laugh much, often surrounded by girls chatting, he would blush and be at a loss.
After Xie Lanshan completed the undercover mission, Song Qilian only knew the truth of the year, but it was because of his cooperation with the city bureau that other detectives told her.
As soon as he stepped out of the mental rehabilitation hospital, Xie Lanshan was about to stop the car when a black heavy-duty locomotive came at a speed so fast that other people and other cars were motionless. Although the car is fast, the braking performance seems to be excellent. When the owner squeezes the brake lever, it stops right in front of him.
Xie Lanshan glanced at the car, it was quite smooth and sexy, the whole car was completely cold metallic black, only the front of the car was embellished with a touch of red, like a black horse, but a fire was burning on its forehead.
The owner of the car was dressed in a black motorcycle uniform, handsome and sassy. He lifted the helmet goggles, revealing a pair of narrow and deep eyes. He threw a helmet at Xie Lanshan and ordered, "Get in the car."
The so-called love can be reminisced, Xie Lanshan was still a little sad just now, and when he saw Shen Liufei, he was very happy. "You're a freak," he said.
It's really weird, it seems that one second is an elegant and decent artist, and the next second is a wild biker.
Xie Lanshan didn't seem satisfied with the special car pickup, raised his eyebrows and stared: "A big man, sitting in the back is so embarrassing."
"Aren't you in a hurry?" Shen Liufei thought that Xie Lanshan was dawdling, so he didn't bother to look at him, "In half an hour, Li Rui's company will be off work."
"Do you know where I'm going?" Xie Lanshan put on his helmet slowly, "Why, this is an early entry, and you want to go with me to find the murderer?"
"no."
"That's it?" Xie Lanshan stepped into the car.
"I don't like being paid homage in this way." He reached out and put Xie Lanshan's hand around his waist, Shen Liufei said, "Sit down."