Yu Lanchuan always felt that her words were demonic, and quickly asked, "What are you doing?"
Gan Qing: "Don't do anything, just chat with him."
Alliance Leader Yu was so tired: "Don't mess around!"
Gan Qing didn't reply, and replied with a panda expression from Curator Jin - "A good-looking woman is unreliable".
Who wants to fight with you!
Yu Lanchuan was about to kneel down to the walking emoji, explained to Yang Yifan, and hurried to where Gan Qing was.
"Doctor" Zhao used to run a beauty salon, but later found that the competition in this business was becoming more and more fierce, so he changed his career. He found someone to buy a diploma, and after a month of training and packaging, he wiped his face and changed his face.
In one weekend, he made a lot of "safe money" - in the afternoon, he received three groups of people who spent money to listen to music to nap, sold two long-term treatment courses, and asked him to bring "smart medicine" more than a dozen times. of customers, the numbers on the account were growing gratifyingly, and he went home humming a song happily.
The place where Dr. Zhao lives is not far from the hotel where Nie Ke gave him money that day. There is a small path in the middle of walking back. Although it is a bit back, it is not too far. Smoke, of course, is a materialist money worshipper who firmly believes that the renminbi can ward off evil spirits and is not afraid of the dark. As usual, he turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone, swayed his legs, and snorted with Xipi Adagio.
But today, there seems to be something unusual in the alley. As he walked, the northwest wind stopped, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and an indescribable feeling climbed up his back.
Dr. Zhao looked suspiciously around with his flashlight, but found nothing. He suspected that he was being hypersensitive, so he sighed, "I was originally from Wollongong..."
The word "person" didn't come out, and someone seemed to laugh softly in the darkness.
Dr. Zhao shut his mouth abruptly, and at the same time, he suddenly found that the sound of his footsteps was a little unnatural—with a rustling noise.
Are you stepping on something
No, not right!
He stopped abruptly, but the sound of "rustling" did not stop immediately, a few more times! It was as if someone was deliberately imitating his footsteps, but the footsteps were not quite right.
"Is there anyone?" Doctor Zhao shouted back, an empty path behind him. He became nervous for no reason, because he suddenly found that the familiar path was darker than he thought, which made him a little uneasy, so he quickened his pace.
The movement of "Shasha" followed him like a shadow. Dr. Zhao looked back several times, his heart beating faster and faster, and his palms became wet.
Just as he was about to reach the end of the path, there was a sudden sound of running behind him. Fast and heavy, like a deafening drumbeat, it hit his eardrum without warning.
This may be some kind of animal instinct. Walking alone in a very quiet place, the rapid footsteps can easily make people feel a sense of trembling being chased. Especially when the person is already starting to be afraid.
The sudden footsteps made Dr. Zhao's knees go weak, and he quickly raised his mobile phone and took a picture in the direction of the footsteps.
In this photo, he could clearly see the road behind him, his hair stood up - there was still no one there, the light swept across, and the sound of hurried and heavy footsteps disappeared out of thin air!
Dr. Zhao stayed for a while, and then he ran away. I don't know if it was his illusion. The moment he turned around, he seemed to hear a woman laughing!
After running 800 meters in one breath, Dr. Zhao almost spit out his lungs and ran into the street. His palms were full of cold sweat, and he could barely hold his phone.
He wiped it with his sleeve indiscriminately, let out a breath, nervously squeezed the purse in his trouser pocket, and recited Buddha twice.
"Frighten yourself," he patted his chest and smiled in a self-comforting way, "suspicious, bah bah bah."
Dr. Zhao lives by himself and sends his wife and children abroad, so that he has a face to talk to outsiders, and he is free to do whatever he wants. That night, for some reason, he didn't want to be alone, so he opened the door and flipped through his phone. He was playing a game between the beautiful front desk and the female patient who had recently hooked up with him. Coldly scraped past him...
Who opened the window
At this moment, the door behind him slammed shut with a loud bang, and the key to the door just now had not been taken off. Dr. Zhao turned his head abruptly and heard a soft click, and the door was locked from the outside! He rushed to the cat's eye to look out, and turned the doorknob in vain. This movement awakened the voice-activated lights in the corridor, but he still couldn't see anyone.
Dr. Zhao's heart came to his throat. At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and the electric switch was pulled!
"Who! I called the police!"
As soon as the sentence fell, a woman far away whispered, "Okay."
Dr. Zhao picked up the umbrella standing at the door, turned his head sharply following the sound, and found a window on the balcony open, a... The shadow of a long-haired woman floated outside the window, and the night wind swept, and her shadow was still there. Shake slightly!
Dr. Zhao took a step back abruptly and bumped his back against the shoe cabinet—he lives on the tenth floor!
"Shadow" stretched out a hand and pressed it on the glass window of his house, and there was a "squeak" sound of fingernails scratching the glass, she sighed faintly: "If I still have hands, I would also like to call the police, Dr. Zhao, I want to report you for practicing medicine illegally, making money and killing your life..."
In the pitch-dark room, the man who had been so frightened that he lost his mind didn't see a few hair-like threads sticking out through the cracks of the opened windows, like spider webs. With a slight movement of one of the thin wires, a cardboard box above the refrigerator was pulled down, and a pile of "Ritalin" rolled to the ground.
Dr. Zhao sat down on the ground: "I, I, I, this is serious medicine! Imported and imported from Pakistan!"
"Shadow" sneered: "Import?"
"Ritalin" is the so-called "smart drug" that Dr. Zhao has thrown up, also known as "brain Viagra". It is generally used to treat ADHD and attention disorders. Some people abroad like to take a few pills to refresh their minds. This kind of thing, which is addictive and has side effects when you listen to it, belongs to a class of psychoactive drugs in China. It is controlled and has no hospital prescription. The "imported goods" bought are basically not smuggled in the black market, or counterfeit drugs.
"I'm on behalf of, purchasing on behalf of..."
A medicine box suddenly flew up by itself, brushed the man's ear, and slammed it on the shoe cabinet. Doctor Zhao screamed, his bladder almost lost: "Smuggling! Smuggling! This medicine is also available in the hospital, so it won't eat dead people. There are… problems with my own body are all… Ah!”
It was dark before his eyes, and another pill box flew up like a spinning top, bouncing on his face extremely fast. Doctor Zhao seemed to have been slapped, and curled up into the corner of the wall with all four limbs and hugged his head.
"The problem with eating is that you are not in good health, it's none of your business, right?" "Shadow" outside the window sneered lowly, "What about me, what did you eat for me?"
Dr. Zhao raised his head blankly: "What..."
"Can't remember? Let me remind you that at the beginning of March this year, I bought ten consultations from you, and you prescribed medicine for me, but I didn't see it well, doctor." The "shadow" whispered He said softly, "And it seems to be even worse, every day... Every day is like soaking in a swamp, and countless hands stretch out from the mud, constantly pulling me down, and slowly, I don't even speak. If I don't come out, I have no strength at all, what did you eat for me? Doctor?"
"Doctor" Zhao didn't know why at first, but following her words, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and his face changed: "You... Who are you?"
"Who do you think I am? I used to think I was a lunatic and had a very low self-esteem, but after I left my body, I suddenly felt much better. I'm not reconciled. I must come back to you for a good 'consultation'." The nail scratched the glass His voice became more and more harsh. Then, the window squeaked, and a larger crack was pushed open, and a pale and thin hand came in, "Doctor Zhao, what's going on?"
The man was really frightened this time. He picked up a decorative Buddha statue in the hallway, and shouted an exorcism spell that he didn't know where to look, and smashed it at the window. The shadow disappeared out of thin air, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the voice say again, "Oops."
The voice is close to my ear, she is in the house!
The small door of the innermost bedroom opened gently, the hand came out from inside, and a vague, woman's shadow slanted into the living room.
She gave a sharp and light laugh: "Ha, it seems that the Buddha does not bless the bad guys, so dangerous."
"Are you Lilac? Wang Xiaoqing? Hao... Hao Hao Chunmei..." Dr. Zhao shouted out the names of several women, and even the "girl ghost" in the room was stuck for a while, as if he didn't expect this kind of development. , the man's crotch was already wet, and he said incoherently, "I don't know anything, it's not that I hurt you, I, I, I, I just help people buy medicines, what do they buy for me..."
The shrill voice of the "female ghost" sank, but unfortunately Dr. Zhao, who had lost his mind, didn't hear it: "You mean 'he... they'?"
Yu Lanchuan got out of the taxi and ran all the way. The place was unfamiliar, and he turned around for several times. When he finally found the neighborhood of Dr. Zhao, he looked at his watch. If there is a pressure cooker, it will be enough to stew "Doctor Zhao" and separate the flesh and blood!
While calling Gan Qing, he tried to determine which building it was, but the other party hung up.
Yu Lanchuan: "Bastard!"
Just as he was about to fight again, a dead branch suddenly flew beside him. Yu Lanchuan subconsciously grabbed his hand and caught it. He looked up and saw Gan Qing sitting in the community flower bed, holding a wig, waved at him, and asked with a smile, "Who is it? asshole?"
Yu Lanchuan: "…"
"I said I came to chat with Dr. Zhao, why are you in a hurry?" Gan Qing said, "So worried about me? I'm really flattered."
Yu Lanchuan said with a paralyzed face, "I'm worried about the person you're targeting."
"Don't worry, I didn't die, I didn't get injured, and I didn't leave any evidence. I avoided the surveillance and wiped my fingerprints. Is it reliable? Come on, settle the money first, and my brothers will settle the account." Gan Qing took out her mobile phone and calculated. "Crackling", "Lost work fee, errand fee, message exchange fee, transportation reimbursement fee..."
A blue vein popped out of Yu Lanchuan's forehead.
"...I won't let you go, everyone will see you when you look up, don't you look down, right?" Gan Qing said, "It's just delaying my business for an afternoon, not to mention the loss of twenty orders of 'Water Reverse Retreat Scattering Talisman', Xiao Yu Ye , how can I explain to the boss? The days are going to end."
Yu Lanchuan had just encountered a fancy show-off of wealth, Mr. Yang, and a fancy cry of poverty, and suffered a double blow of spirit and wallet. In the end, after some bargaining between the two, Yu Lanchuan pinched his nose and bought twenty pieces of her water reversal and retreating talismans. At the wholesale price, each piece was 50 cents cheaper.
Then Gan Qing said slowly: "This person's clinic is basically a liar, but he is actually a drug dealer. He usually sells illegal prescription drugs. There are many sources of goods, reliable sources, and a tight mouth. Later, someone introduced him to him. other business."
"what?"
"G poison."
G poison is a kind of narcotic drug, also known as "rape drug", you know what it is doing when you hear it.
"The price was very high, so he agreed. Because he felt that the murderer used a knife to kill, it was the murderer's fault, not the knife's fault, and it had nothing to do with the kitchen knife seller." Gan Qing continued, "Slowly, except for G In addition to drugs, some people began to ask him to 'purchase' other hallucinogens and narcotics. He found that these guests knew each other. Buying medicine was an auxiliary tool for women. He usually came to him to get medicine. Now, they will exchange experience with each other, how to determine the target, how to make the target dare not call the police but dare not resist, how to completely control her, etc. These guests do not shy away from him, and later added him to their 'stamp group' ', said the surnamed Zhao, like a group playing games, showing off their 'trophies' to each other every day."
Yu Lanchuan frowned: "Is there Nie Ke?"
"Yes, Nie Ke is one of the regular customers. It is said that many people still admire this Nie Ke, because he trapped a Xiang Xiaoman, and after 20 years of struggle, he became famous, and he managed her to be obedient. Ke's story is a classic case passed down in their group, and there is a complete tutorial - at first, it suppressed her self-esteem, and gave her sleeping pills and nerve-suppressing drugs in her diet, which made her sleepy all day and couldn't go out at all. Work, pour out the food she made in front of her, take her out to meet her 'friends', deliberately let those 'friends' ridicule her and slowly destroy her sanity. Now that everything is in hand, Nie Ke wants to get rid of her completely , so pretended to bring her to see the 'psychiatrist' - or the friendly cameo surnamed Zhao, who was responsible for constantly hinting and forcing her to 'reflect' during the 'treatment' and aggravating her symptoms - Nie Ke's plan was to make her commit suicide, or find a A suitable opportunity to be transferred to a mental hospital."
"How's it going?" Gan Qing tilted her head and raised her eyebrows, "Is it unknowing?"