Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Chapter 120 Psychology
Upon seeing the person who arrived, Li Yanran looked blank for a moment, and after a few seconds, she realized, "So it's Senior Ao. You've changed so much. I didn't even recognize you just now."

Ao Zian smiled faintly and looked behind her: "Are you having dinner with your colleagues? Am I disturbing you?"

“These are all my husband’s colleagues. To be honest, I’m a little embarrassed to say that I’m just here to freeload.” Li Yanran smiled shyly and turned to Chen Jin, saying, “Brother Jin, this is the senior I told you about before, Ao Zi’an.”

After saying that, she introduced him to Ao Zian: "This is my husband, Chen Jin. He is a policeman."

Ao Zian's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he smiled lightly: "So you're police officers. Then I must toast you all to thank you for protecting Tangzhou. Without you, there would be no peace in Tangzhou."

Wei Qingsong took in all of this, his mind slightly focused, and he subtly touched the glass in front of him.

Ao Zian was a name she was familiar with; he was a counselor at Mu'an Psychological Counseling Center and one of its founders.

She had long ago decided to find a time to visit this psychological institution to find out more, but she never expected to run into it here today.

Chen Jin, unaware of Wei Qingsong's suspicions about Mu'an Psychological Counseling Center, smiled politely and said, "Senior, you're too kind."

True to his word, Ao Zi'an picked up his wine glass and prepared to toast everyone.

Once at the table, everyone understood each other perfectly. Although they were complete strangers, the toasts were a gesture of goodwill, so everyone readily accepted them.

When it was Wei Qingsong's turn to toast, she calmly stood up, took a glass full of cola, and gently clinked it against his: "I have to drive later, so I'll use cola instead of alcohol. Mr. Ao, you don't mind, do you?"

“Of course.” Ao Zian nodded with a smile.

He always wore that perfectly timed smile, as if he were wearing a mask.

After toasting everyone, Ao Zi'an still smiled and said, "You are all experienced criminal police officers who have seen a lot. I admire you very much and know that this profession is very stressful. If you have any psychological problems that you need to consult in the future, you are welcome to come to our Mu'an Psychological Counseling Center."

Everyone assumed he was just taking the opportunity to advertise, so they didn't pay much attention and just smiled politely.

Ao Zian didn't linger. After exchanging pleasantries, he returned to his own table.

Lu Jingming naturally knew Wei Qingsong's thoughts, leaned slightly forward, and asked in her ear, "Is there a problem with this Ao Zian?"

Wei Qingsong gently shook his head: "A person like that is naturally very good at hiding their inner emotions. I can't tell them off in a short time."

"Do you remember what Director Wang said today?" Lu Jingming took a sip of his drink and asked softly.

Wei Qingsong suddenly raised an eyebrow, and said with a half-smile, "Director Wang said so much today, but all I remember is that he asked you to sell your body."

Lu Jingming chuckled softly and reached out to pinch her cheek: "You still dare to tease me about this."

Wei Qingsong gave him a sly smile.

Lu Jingming's smile deepened. After a long while, his gaze turned serious as he said, "Director Wang is right. The crime rate in Tangzhou wasn't this high in previous years, but for some reason, murders have been occurring frequently lately. Some of these cases are even vaguely linked to the Mu'an Psychological Counseling Center."

Although Director Wang only mentioned it casually in the afternoon, the listener took it to heart.

Lu Jingming also found it strange.

Tangzhou has always been a stable place with few major cases. However, the recent spate of murders suggests that the perpetrators who have been apprehended have psychological issues to varying degrees, rather than being simply driven by impulse.

In the past few days, Lu Jingming has carefully reviewed the files of several recent cases, which occurred at very close intervals.

If it were a coincidence, it would be too much of a coincidence; all the murderers seemed to be in a rush, one after another taking the stage.

This would have been unprecedented in the past.

“Yes, especially Wencheng’s case and Lanlan’s suicide, everything about them is strange. I’ll vouch for it with all my knowledge, Wencheng is definitely not someone who suffers from anxiety. Moreover, whether Yin Hailan’s suicide is really related to Sun Hao is still hard to say.” Wei Qingsong pondered, then suddenly remembered something, something she had overlooked.

Do you remember Wenye's car accident?

"You suspect that Wen Ye's car accident was caused by someone?" Lu Jingming's eyes flickered slightly.

"Yes, Tianmen Bridge has long been abandoned. Ordinary people would never go that way. If you want to leave the city, you can take the new interchange. The journey is shorter, and the road surface is not as bumpy as Tianmen Bridge. So, after hearing that Wenye had a car accident, I concluded that the accident was definitely aimed at Wenye."

Wei Qingsong lowered his voice as he analyzed, his expression growing increasingly grim: "At the time, I didn't think much of it. I assumed that Wen Ye had offended someone he shouldn't have. But now that I think about it, things might be more complicated than I imagined."

It's as if there's an invisible force pushing all of this forward.

After a moment's thought, Lu Jingming said, "I will have my colleagues in the traffic management department follow up on Wen Ye's car accident."

"it is good."

“However, the investigation into Ao Zi’an cannot be made public, since we have no evidence to prove that he is related to these murders.” Lu Jingming frowned.

"I know, don't worry, I have my own way of handling this. Before we find the evidence, let's not alert them." Wei Qingsong also knew that at this juncture, if they didn't follow the procedures, they would definitely give others grounds for criticism.

So, she decided to ask Alice for help.

Interpol's methods are naturally varied and constantly evolving.

If Ao Zi'an truly uses people's psychological illnesses to subtly educate them, then this method is similar to the disastrous consequences he caused in the past.

Alice will definitely be interested in this case.

There are only two possibilities regarding Ao Zian's existence.

Either Ao Zi'an is imitating crime, or he is one of the believers in evil consequences.

Regardless of the possibility, Wei Qingsong will absolutely not let him go.

The purpose of psychology is to pull people out of the abyss, not to push them into it.

She would never allow Ao Zian to do such a blasphemous thing.

Lu Jingming looked slightly surprised, his dark eyes fixed on her: "You have a way?"

Wei Qingsong paused slightly, and after a long while said, "In short, just trust me, I will investigate this matter thoroughly."

Lu Jingming sighed deeply, gently took her hand, and looked at her with tender eyes: "Of course I believe you. I will listen to whatever you want to do, but you have to promise me that you will not put yourself in a dangerous situation. No matter what important decision you make, you have to discuss it with me first, okay?"

He allowed Wei Qingsong to have her own secrets. He could endure the fear and unease that came from knowing nothing, as long as his Songsong was by his side, none of that mattered.

(End of this chapter)