Chapter 690: Mind reading, invalid

Chapter 690
Hot pot is one of Zhou Yang's favorites.
Winter in the East China Sea is wet and cold.
Only hot pot can heat up the whole person.
"There is nothing that can't be solved by a hot pot meal. If there is, then two meals!" Zhou Yang put the shaved little fat lamb into the sauce bowl and dipped it, then raised his neck and ate the meat into his mouth.
"Huh..." He blew his breath and chewed the mutton finely, so beautiful that he swallowed it.
Chu Siwen also took a bite of the meat, and said with a face: "Two hot pot meals can't solve our case."
Zhou Yang sighed.
Although through the "dimensional folding", I saw Pan Mingming's consciousness.
But it is clear that the other party cannot provide more detailed information.
"You said, did we miss something?" Chu Siwen's chopsticks kept stirring in the sauce bowl, completely in no mood to eat.
"We are investigating from the police archives, there should be no omissions." Zhou Yang said, "but there were accidents."
"What's the accident?" Chu Siwen asked.
Zhou Yang put down his chopsticks, took a sip of a drink, and said earnestly:
There are too many floating populations in the East China Sea. Even if the police establish a file, they can’t cover them all. Besides, if the opponent is not in the East China Sea, it’s even more a needle in a haystack.

"This matter involves a force that I can't see through. You should understand what I mean." Zhou Yang said solemnly.
Chu Siwen nodded.
Zhou Yang has abilities beyond ordinary humans.
Chu Siwen is now acceptable.
Since Zhou Yang couldn't see through it, it showed that the other party was more than normal.
"Are we dealing with Superman?" Chu Siwen let out a sigh of pressure.
"Superman is not superhuman. Liang said, where will the locals of Feidonghai stay?"
"That's too much!" Chu Siwen said, "In theory, those who don't need a temporary residence permit fall into this range."
"For example, there are too many construction sites, entertainment venues, hospitals, stations...too many." Chu Siwen said, "The daily flow of the East China Sea is too large, and it is just a needle in a haystack."
Zhou Yang sighed: "Okay, I'll think of another way."
It seems that the system is not a panacea, at least it can't help this matter.
"Host, please pay attention to mental activity."
"Puff!" Zhou Yang sprayed.
"What's wrong?" Chu Siwen wondered.
"It's okay... take a bite." Zhou Yang lowered his head and waved his hands repeatedly.
...
At the same time, the Second Mental Hospital of Donghai City.
In Room 303, An Shuang looked out the window wearing a corset, her eyes blank.
Not long ago, when under investigation at the police station, An Shuang had a complete mental breakdown, yelling and tearing down.
After diagnosis, Anshuang has two typical symptoms of mania and intermittent schizophrenia.
At this point, the inquiry is impossible to proceed.
An Shuang was admitted to the Second Mental Hospital for treatment.
At this moment, An Shuang's mind was in chaos.
It is said that the mental world of mental patients is incomprehensible.
Now An Shuang is in a state that no one can understand.
In the middle of the night, you can occasionally hear other patients screaming in the corridor.
It was strange.
An Shuang's hair was scattered, and her beautiful face was covered with tears.
Suddenly... the door opened.
Luo Yan walked in.
Hearing the sound, An Shuang slowly turned her head.
"Hello." Luo Yan smiled.
An Shuang said, "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what I do is important." Luo Yan took two steps forward and said calmly.
An Shuang felt dangerous instinctively.
"You... don't come here!" An Shuang took two steps back and shouted, "Come on!"
Luo Yan looked at her with a smile and said, "Do you still know how to call someone? It seems that you are not seriously ill."
"Come on! Help!" An Shuang yelled instinctively.
The sound of footsteps outside.
Two male nurses and a female nurse came in.
"He's a bad guy, save me..." An Shuang cried, pointing at Luo Yan.
Several staff members exchanged glances and bowed to Luo Yan together: "Master, please give me an order."
Luo Yan waved his hand: "Go ahead!"
"Yes, master!" The three retired respectfully.
There were only two people left in the room.
Luo Yan said lightly: "Your destiny is already on track... I'll help you get back on track."
He slowly got up and said, "According to the underlying program, you still have 63,100 hours."
"However, you have generated redundant data. If you let you continue to exist, it will also affect other interactive programs." Luo Yan said, "So, let's stop here!"
An Shuang stared at Luo Yan in a daze.
"what are you talking about?"
At this moment, An Shuang's sanity seemed sober.
"Go home, don't send it!" Luo Yan waved.
An Shuang's eyes instantly stiffened.
The next moment, she turned and slammed into the wall.
"Boom!"
The blood is flowing like a shot.
An Shuang's body slowly slid down against the wall.
Luo Yan stretched out his hand in front of Void and gently made a right stroke, then turned to go out.
"Cleaned another one, there is so much left, it's really annoying!" Luo Yan's self-talk echoed in the corridor.
...
Early the next morning, Zhou Yang received calls from Wei Feifei and Chu Siwen.
There is only one news-An Shuang committed suicide.
Wei Feifei invited Zhou Yang to go to the mental hospital to investigate the situation with her.
Chu Siwen thinks the same way.
When they arrived at the Second Hospital, the police had entered the incident room in advance to collect evidence.
Shang Zi'an sat slumped at the door, his face dull and his face covered with tears.
Zhou Yang and Chu Siwen looked at each other and shook their heads.
After losing his father and mother for two consecutive days, Shang Zi'an didn't go crazy directly. He was already strong inside.
Zhou Yang suddenly sympathized with this young man.
What a big joke did Fate play with him?
Zhou Yang walked into room 303 and turned his head after a glance.
The scene was really miserable.
There was a large pool of blood on the wall, and some yellow and white colors were mixed in it.
An Shuang's body leaned against the wall and collapsed on the ground.
Zhou Yang was very moved, how much strength and courage An Shuang used at that time!
After seeing the scene, Chu Siwen vomited directly.
The two couldn't bear to watch the scene anymore, and walked outside the door to breathe.
"Sister An Shuang was fine yesterday." Chu Siwen cried and said.
Zhou Yang didn't reply, his eyebrows furrowed.
"Why did she commit suicide?" Zhou Yang whispered to himself.
"It may be that I can't pass this level." Chu Siwen said.
Zhou Yang shook his head: "I don't think...I know that mental patients sometimes self-harm, but suicide? It doesn't make sense."
"Who can tell the state of the mental patient?" Chu Siwen said.
"I'm going to check it out!" Zhou Yang looked back to Wei Feifei and asked to follow the police to understand the situation.
The news is that the surveillance last night was broken.
Zhou Yang frowned again.
It's too weird, but there is no monitoring when people are killed.
The second hospital prepared a room for the police, allowing all the staff related to the nursing on the third floor to go in one by one for questioning.
Wei Feifei, two police officers and Zhou Yang formed a temporary team.
The first person to go was a female nurse who was on duty on the third floor last night.
"An Shuang just moved into 303 yesterday. Everything is normal. I didn't hear or see anything. It was normal during the rounds." The female nurse said with a smile.
When she left, Zhou Yang said calmly: "She is lying."
"Are you sure?" Wei Feifei asked seriously.
"Of course it is." Zhou Yang said seriously.
But his heart was surging.
This is the first time that mind reading has completely failed.
Zhou Yang didn't read anything.
But obviously, the nurse is reporting on his work last night.