Time passed by minute by minute, and everything happened as Musen expected... Chen Jie was counting out almost all the time in the interrogation room. For the police, he had already thought of a plan. When the 24-hour period was up, Chen Jie would be allowed to leave the interrogation room, but he would be arrested on charges of prostitution when he left the police gate.

Mu Sen is no longer worried about Chen Jie. He is in the police force and he can't escape. After all, there are not many criminals in this world who can quietly leave under the heavy siege of the police. Maybe one is counted, but Chen Jie will definitely not reach that level.

Everyone was waiting for news from Meng Xiaotian, and were also investigating Chen Jie's financial situation and personal life more carefully.

At night, Meng Xiaotian called Musen. Musen answered the phone excitedly and asked, "How is it?"

"I've got some clues, but I can't confirm it yet. Brother Sen, I'm calling you to tell you another thing."

"What's up?"

"I don't know if this has anything to do with the case, but the deceased Susan had visited a psychologist several times before her death. She has always been anonymous, and it is impossible for the psychologist to disclose this kind of personal information to the public. I found this because I searched for her bank card payment information. She has been there several times in two years. In addition, I also cracked her computer and mobile phone, which showed that she not only visited the psychologist frequently, but also visited the lawyer twice... Brother Sen, are these clues useful to you?" Meng Xiaotian asked timidly, fearing that saying so much irrelevant nonsense at this critical moment would arouse Musen's disgust.

But Musen listened very seriously and said, "No, you may have found a big clue. That disappeared woman, hurry up and continue to check. Give me the contact address of the deceased Susan's psychologist."

"Yes, but it's already very late now." Meng Xiaotian hesitated a little.

"Save life and help the wounded and help solve the case. I believe he will not have any objection. Hurry up, tell me." Musen affirmed without any scruples.

"Okay." Meng Xiaotian took the address of the psychologist Susan often visited to Musen's mobile phone. Musen hung up the phone and pulled Mo Ziqian and said, "Let's go and meet your colleagues. No one knows the cause of Susan's death better than him.

"In theory, he shouldn't tell you the patient's condition and."

"Where are so many 'reasonable's words'? It is said that people like L should not exist yet! I shouldn't be unable to catch him yet! Susan is dead, and I really want to know why she is looking for a psychologist...? `I always feel that the sick person is not her."

"But if the sick person is her, then this case is not what you imagined." Mo Ziqian reminded Musen very seriously.

Musen nodded and said, "I know that if the person with psychological problems is Susan, then Chen Jie will take it for granted even if he looks for a woman outside. And Susan's parents cannot completely believe what they said. Because they may be protecting their daughter. Also, if Susan is a person with a serious mental illness, there are many unknown ways to cause her death. Even the mentally retarded suicide method mentioned by Captain Wu is not completely impossible. It's just that the various suspicions in this case make me feel that the problem lies with Chen Jie. If Susan is really a mentally ill patient, her death has nothing to do with Chen Jie. What should I say about the lost public funds and fake statements? Was it taken away by the murderer? And the woman Chen Jie often contacted. Why did she disappear inexplicably? Since they have nothing to do with Susan's death, why did they become mysterious? Is this a coincidence?"

Musen's statement naturally makes sense, but the disappearing woman is still the most important.

The two of them were analyzing and reasoning the turning point of the case, while driving to the psychologist's home. It was nine o'clock in the evening, and the visit time was indeed a bit inappropriate. But there was no way, Musen didn't have so much time to worry about the issue of etiquette.

The psychologist is named Song Mingze. I heard that he is quite famous in this city. He is in his thirties and is young and promising. When Musen found his house, he saw him pruning flowers and plants in the yard from afar.

Musen parked the car far away and walked outside the yard with Mo Ziqian. Looking at Song Mingze, who was gracefully trimming the flowers and plants in the yard, he chuckled and asked, "Why does Dr. Song want to trim flowers and plants at night?"

Song Mingze turned around and looked at Mu Sen and Mo Ziqian, then put down the utensils and other utensils, took off his gloves and walked to the door and replied politely: "I think the frost and dew are heavy at night. Especially morning dew, it should be the favorite of flowers. I pruned the branches in the evening, and the new branches can be stained with the morning dew. In this way, the flowers bloom at night will be more lush and fragrant."

At night? Musen glanced at the flowers in the yard. It was true. It seemed that they were all flowers that bloomed at night. Daylily, purple jasmine, night fragrance, mandala, moonlight... and so on.

Musen looked at the gentle and elegant man in front of him in surprise, but unexpectedly, Song Zeming said first: "Do you want to ask me why I prefer these plants that bloom at night? Haha, it's nothing. I just think that the long night is boundless. It's already very dark. If some flowers and trees are decorated, it may make up for some of the shortcomings of the dark night."

"Hahaha" Musen smiled exaggeratedly. He put his shoulders on Mo Ziqian without any image and said to Song Zeming: "Doctor Song is handsome and poetic. He is not suitable for being a psychologist."

Song Zeming lowered his head and smiled slightly next time, "The two are also handsome men, with extraordinary appearances. They don't look very suitable for being detectives."

"Doctor Song saw what we were doing." Musen smiled naturally.

"On average people only know the address of my clinic, but they don't know my home address. The only one who can find such details is the police. What's more, under normal circumstances, no one will choose to visit others during this period..." Song Zeming smiled elegantly while opening the gate of the courtyard and asked Mu Sen and Mo Ziqian to come in.

Mo Ziqian didn't say a word from beginning to end, but stopped and asked when he passed by the Mandala flower: "You like this kind of flower, it's really special. There are very few people who raise this kind of plant in the house, and they are worried that they will be poisoned if you accidentally."

Seeing that Mo Ziqian was interested in flowers, Song Zeming walked over happily and said, "It doesn't matter. Maybe everyone knows that mandala is poisonous, but the plants raised in this family are not like real mandalas. To be honest, I just like this name. The flowers here only occupy this name, without the magical effect of mandalas."

"Is that true?" Mo Ziqian responded politely with a smile, and walked back to Musen.

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Chapter completed!