Just when Liu Jianming stayed in the office, wondering who would be the breakthrough point.

……

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

Huang Zhicheng was abusing the criminals inside, and when he heard someone knocking on the door, he waved his hand very unhappily.

The subordinate opened the door impatiently, and was about to open his mouth to scold, but after seeing the person standing at the door, he immediately closed his mouth, shrank his head and retreated to the side, and said in a low voice: "Lu sir......"

That's right, standing outside was the head of the department, Chief Inspector Lu Qichang.

Lu Qichang made a look, and his subordinates hurriedly came to Huang Zhicheng's side, and said in a low voice: "Huang sir, Lu sir is here......"

Huang Zhicheng threw away the hammer in his hand and looked at the door, his fierce expression still lingering on his face.

"Help me...... Officer, help me...... I'm going to the hospital...... I'm going to the hospital......" The unlucky guy lying on the ground was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he was dying and stretched out his arms for help.

"Ah Huang, come to my office!" Chief Inspector Lu Qichang dropped a sentence with a cold face and walked away.

"What's the fuss?! Drag this bastard away, get dirty on the ground, and find someone to deal with it! Huang Zhicheng shouted.

Several of his subordinates were startled and hurriedly did what the boss asked.

"Tong Zai, do you think we are mentally ill? This guy just insulted the guy on patrol, and he was caught head-wrenched and beaten like this? One of his subordinates asked, puzzled.

"Be cautious, it's none of your business, don't talk too much." Another companion reminded.

The subordinate immediately obediently became dumb.

……

"Ah Huang, this is the twenty-eighth complaint in the past six months, and you still don't know how to converge? ! In broad daylight, I was still beating people in the office, are you going to send two more complaints, gather thirty, and go home to sell salted eggs? Lu Qichang tapped his knuckles on the table and asked.

Huang Zhicheng said hatefully: "That bastard should be beaten!" The scum and scum of this kind of society, one less to die, and to keep them in the world, will only pollute the air and make more of our guys suffer. ”

"Ah Huang!"

Lu Qichang slammed the table and shouted, "Are you a psychopath?" Sick, isn't it? ”

"I'm not sick!" Huang Zhicheng looked up at the ceiling, as if there was some treasure on it.

Lu Qichang opened the drawer, threw a document in front of Huang Zhicheng, and said undoubtedly: "Go to the doctor after work." ”

"What doctor? What?! Huang Zhicheng picked up the document and looked at it a few times, but it turned out to be a pre-diagnosis form from the psychological diagnosis and treatment center.

"Let me see a psychiatrist? Hehe...... Sir Lu, aren't you sick? Don't play with me, I still have something to do over there, let's go first......" Huang Zhicheng threw down the pre-diagnosis form, turned around and left.

"Come back!" Lu Qichang stopped Huang Zhicheng loudly, and shouted unceremoniously: "See a psychiatrist or be imprisoned, you choose!" ”

"Incarceration?" Huang Zhicheng turned around suddenly, walked over, propped his hands on the desk, and shouted nervously: "Why do you want to imprison me, why do you want to imprison me?" Why?! ”

"Why?!" Lu Qichang glared at Huang Zhicheng, threw a stack of complaint letters on Huang Zhicheng's face, and shouted: "Count it yourself, how many are there?!" It's not for the brothers to carry it for you, you bastard would have taken off this uniform a long time ago and got! I pleaded for you and worked for you to do the work above, and the Department of Justice agreed to let you do psychological treatment for a period of time before the verdict was made...... You bastard can't figure out what's going on, you're still beating people! Are you going to be a brother and watch you go to the squatting number?! ”

After a slap in the face, Huang Zhicheng calmed down, and only then did he realize that he had really gone too far.

"I'm sorry......" Huang Zhicheng apologized, bent down and picked up the complaint letters scattered on the ground one by one.

Lu Qichang hooked his fingers, "Come, take out your deck of cards." ”

Huang Zhicheng took out a box of playing cards from his trouser pocket.

After Lu Qichang took it, he spread it on the table and said, "This time we are bigger, and whoever is older will listen to whomever is bigger." ”

Lu Qichang drew one first, and Huang Zhicheng also touched one.

Lu Qichang turned over the card in his hand, which was an ace of spades, and said with a smile: "Listen to me this time, and you will honestly see a psychiatrist for me later." ”

Huang Zhicheng looked at the square old K in his hand, and could only nod helplessly.

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Psychological Therapy Center.

"Officer Huang, you don't want to say anything, you don't want to tell me anything, how can I help you? Also, how will the report be written when the time comes? Li Xin'er looked at Huang Zhicheng helplessly.

Huang Zhicheng sat there and pretended to be stupid, and said nonchalantly: "Write casually...... Oh, by the way, there's something going on at my police station...... If someone asks you, you say I've been here and help me......"

This guy stood up and was leaving.

"Officer Huang." Li Xin'er stopped Huang Zhicheng and said to his back: "I have the obligation to tell you that the psychological treatment you are receiving now is referred by the Department of Justice, and you will have to complete this treatment as scheduled in the future." ”

"After that, I will write a report to the court, and the court will decide whether you want to be imprisoned or not based on this psychological evaluation."

"Incarceration?!" Huang Zhicheng suddenly turned around, his eyes were bloodshot, his hands slammed on the table, and he shouted condescendingly: "You want to imprison me?!" Are you going to imprison me?! Are you going to imprison me?! ”

Li Xin'er was so frightened that her back overturned the chair and fell to the ground, oops, screaming in pain.

Hearing Li Xin'er scream in pain, Huang Zhicheng suddenly woke up and realized that he seemed to be in trouble again, so he hurriedly helped her up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I ...... I really...... I really can't control myself......" Huang Zhicheng apologized, a little at a loss, and only then did he realize that there really seemed to be a problem with his psychology.

Li Xin'er rubbed her neck.

The shoulders and waist all hurt so much, it seemed to be a little contusion.

"Inspector Huang, your symptoms are very serious, and if you don't cooperate with the treatment, something really will happen......" Li Xin'er patiently enlightened. You can rest assured, we will keep all the patient's privacy confidential, and you really don't have to have any mustard in your heart......"

Under some enlightenment, Huang Zhicheng finally said the old things in his heart......

"It was December 12th, a few years ago, when I was on patrol in Hanoi Province with a senior brother and received a notification that there was a case in New World...... The two of us rushed over at once, and when we arrived at the scene, there were dozens of people fighting, there was a lot of blood on the ground, and there was a severed hand holding a knife......"

"Senior brother told me to shoot quickly, I can't make up my mind......"

"Doctor Li, you know, we are on an errand, even if we pull out our guns and don't fire a bullet, we have to write a detailed report afterwards......