Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Outside, the woman's eyes met his, and then she stood up straight.

"Hello, Mr. Shen."

The man didn't move, but his eyes fell on her face.

It stayed for a few seconds, and then swept across her body.

The slightly dark amber eyes slowly narrowed, with a long and narrow arc, and the meaning gradually became stronger.

Hidden under the frame, the pale eyes flashed past without anyone noticing.

Yun Si was stared at by him, but she was very calm. She cleared her throat and was about to continue talking.

But the next second, his soothing and peaceful voice came, with a bit of gentle magnetism.

"Hello, Miss Yun."

It was like it was said casually in her ear, and it touched her heart, leaving faint ripples.

Yun Si hesitated, tilted her head slightly, and asked, "Mr. Shen, do you know me?"

He paused, lowered his eyes, and slowly pushed up his glasses.

The cold white fingers looked as if they had been soaked in formalin for a long time, showing an oozing paleness.

With his slender body, even if he was just sitting in a simple room, he still had the cold and expensive aura about him.

He seemed to smile and said calmly,

"Being able to arrange for a child to enter this mental prison and risking his life to let her do research, who else can do such a thing except the famous Professor Myrla?"

Professor Myrla is Yun Si’s mentor.

Through reasoning and a simple network diagram, he naturally knew that she was a student of Professor Myrla.

It is said that he is also Chinese and his surname is Yun.

Before he even opened his mouth to introduce himself, he pushed it out on his own, and his thinking logic was very thorough and powerful.

Yun Si nodded and said frankly,

"You are right, I am indeed a student of Professor Myrla, my name is Yun Si."

"But...you are wrong about one thing. I am not a child. I came here just to complete my doctoral thesis."

"Besides, this is a prison, it's guarded, and it's not a Colosseum. How can it be a life-threatening thing for me to come?"

"Oh?" Mr. Shen's eyes revealed a hint of deep meaning that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"Miss Yun, do you think that with the prison locked, people here can't hurt you?"

"." Yun Si looked at him.

"It seems that Miss Yun did not conduct a detailed investigation before coming here..."

Mr. Shen's extremely cold fingers drew circles on the book lying quietly on the table.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but he slowly circled the first two words on the five words "criminal psychology", as if he was deliberately emphasizing something.

"The last person also proposed to conduct psychological research on these prisoners. Guess how he died?"

The man showed a mysterious and calm smile.

With gentle and beautiful eyebrows and normal and elegant manners, he was leading her into his topic without leaving any trace.

Yun Si looked at him calmly, her eyes clear.

"How did you die?" she asked following his words.

Like an ignorant little white rabbit, obediently jumping into the big bad wolf's trap.

The man's fingertips stopped on the word sin, and he nodded slowly, his tone was gentle as usual,

It's like talking to an old friend, the conversation is natural and so comfortable that people can unconsciously let go of their guard.

He said, "He was quartered alive and died."