Tao Youjing's interrogation of Cong Lan did not last long, there were not many questions, and the depth was average. At first, Fei Rong and Zhu Mengtian thought he was preparing to go step by step, but as he listened, he felt something was wrong. Tao Youjing, who turned his back to them, made a gesture of "being restless" to them as if he had opened his eyes. They had to press down on the doubts in their hearts for the time being.

After waiting for a few minutes, Tao Youjing stopped, his face obviously not very good-looking. He said, "There is a bomb in Cong Lan's mind."

The micro bomb? Put it in your mind?! Fei Rong was shocked, and Zhu Mengtian subconsciously clamped his hand gestures and said cautiously: "Will it explode?"

Tao Youjing was stunned for a moment, then realized that she had not explained clearly, so she waved her hand and said, "It's not really the kind of bomb. What I'm talking about is that someone has set a level in her mind. Once she talks about some topics that are deliberately restricted, Cong Lan will have a chain reaction in her mind, and all her consciousness will be blown up and she will directly become a vegetable."

Fei Rong and Zhu Mengtian took a little effort to understand what he meant, and they were immediately confused - they thought they could catch a big fish! As a result, there were too many big fish bones that could not be gnawed!

"How long can you maintain this hypnotic state?" Zhu Mengtian asked, "Can you remove that level during this period?"

Tao Youjing asked him in confusion: "Do you want to lock her up?"

Zhu Mengtian was puzzled at first, and then he understood what he meant after thinking about it. He said in surprise: "You arrested her without thinking about anything?"

Tao Youjing said with confidence: "You can just think about this kind of thing, right?"

Zhu Mengtian: "..." It turns out that they just cleaned up the mess!

"Her level is too fine, completely different from the previous method of dismantling the lock. It seems that it was done by two people. The former's skills are very perfect..." Tao Youjing stared at Cong Lan and fell into deep thought. He said: "Even if the 'bomb' can be dismantled, it will take a lot of time, and it has a certain failure rate..."

"Wait!" Zhu Mengtian was so scared that he heard this, and hurriedly stopped him, "Or why don't we tear down? It's easy to alarm the enemy!"

Tao Youjing was a little unwilling to give up because Cong Lan was also because of the "bomb" that attracted his interest. "Cong Lan may know a lot of useful information..."

"But if we can't get it and are still first detected by 'original sin', wouldn't it be worth the loss?" Zhu Mengtian tried to reason with him. Is this young master doing things purely based on his own will?

Fei Rong was a little swaying. She felt that it was a loss if she let go, and it was a loss if she didn't let go. The most important thing was that they didn't even have a member of the "Original Sin" organization on hand now. They finally could catch one. This reference value is indeed a bit great, but the sacrifice that left her was not small...

Zhu Mengtian reminded them: "It's not impossible for us to catch Conglan, but Conglan disappeared in Hua Qishi's bookstore today. Many people saw her. Once the "Original Sin" organization investigates it, what should I do if Hua Qishi's head is found?"

He just grasped the point, and Tao Youjing almost subconsciously said, "If you ask a few more questions, let her go. She won't remember what happened today!"

Zhu Mengtian breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, the minister said that we are the main focus of investigation now, and there is no need to attract their attention first. If you really want to catch her, it would be better to hire some hooligans and gangsters on the way to kidnap her, at least not that eye-catching." Although Tao Youjing and Hua Qi were probably targeted long ago, they at least acted like to confuse each other.

Since she has determined to let Cong Lan go, what she has to do now is to squeeze out her surplus value as soon as possible. Tao Youjing seized the time to ask her a few more questions. Fei Rong and Zhu Mengtian were responsible for discussing with Ding Youlan what problems were urgently needed now, and then provided them to Tao Youjing for questions. Hypnosis is a very sophisticated operation. The incorrect tone of inquiry may make the other party's consciousness loose and get out of the control of hypnosis. Fei Rong and Zhu Mengtian did not intend to go into the battle to personally play interrogation for an unconscious person.

When asked at the end, Tao Youjing couldn't help but mention the three words Hua Qi in front of Cong Lan. Who knew that at this moment, Cong Lan suddenly showed a mysterious smile. Her eyes were still dull and unconscious, but her smile was extremely strange. She said to him in a mechanical flat and waveless voice: "Tao Youjing, do you like the gift I gave you?"

Fei Rong took a breath of air conditioning, Tao Youjing's face changed suddenly. Zhu Mengtian quickly reached out to block the slap Tao Youjing on Cong Lan's face - this master was not sympathetic at all, especially when the matter was about Hua Qi's head!

Cong Lan's voice was more like a retelling, rather than a narration. It seemed that someone had imprinted this sentence into her mind. When the word "Hua Qishi" was used as a keyword, it would be possible for Cong Lan to say this sentence. This precise operation was not something that anyone could do. Tao Youjing was stopped by Zhu Mengtian and beat someone up. While calming down, he suddenly thought of Tai Shuqun who killed Yin Nansheng and made Hua Qishi commit suicide twelve times. The expression on his face was changing, which made Fei Rong and Zhu Mengtian feel worried.

——Except Tai Shuqun, who would deliberately let Cong Lan wander in front of him and be arrested and then lead to this sentence? Cong Lan’s appearance today was a premeditated incident!

But why? Tao Youjing and the "Original Sin" organization Jingshui did not violate the river water a few years ago. Why did they target him? And there is another important thing. How did Tai Shuqun survive after the ballpoint pen pierced the heart?

Fei Rong hesitated and said: "This may also be a plan, in order to sow discord. We should not draw conclusions so quickly, so as not to fall into the trap..."

"I think we have been trapped," Zhu Mengtian muttered. He looked at the strange smile on Cong Lan's face, and the bright red skirt was really scary. "Maybe even Tao Youjing hypnotized her in the calculations of the person behind the scenes. The only thing I can't understand is why the other party can judge Tao so accurately... Mr. Tao's actions, is it your acquaintance?"

"Call me Tao Youjing," Tao Youjing said carelessly, his eyes also flowing on Cong Lan. He said in an unknown way: "It seems that I really have to think about whether I have really dealt with the 'original sin' organization five years ago, when I met Xiaoqichu five years ago..."

On the street where the Nuanai Psychological Counseling Room is located, Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong bid farewell to Shen Long and left this warmly decorated psychological clinic.

With Feng Rong and Tao Youjing's guidance, Shen Long has given a diagnosis of two mental illnesses: moderate obsessive-compulsive disorder and avoidant personality disorder, and said that the degree of anxiety and depression caused in such a psychological state is also in the range of moderate or above, which sounds particularly scary. Lin Yingkong looked so scared that his face turned pale. According to the analysis of the cases committed by the "Original Sin" organization, such high-risk groups are very popular with them, because even if people with poor mental state commit suicide or commit crimes, few people will doubt that there is someone behind these things. It is simply a natural crime extraction library for these psychopaths.

Lin Yingkong was actually very unwilling to Feng Rong to play this role. Tao Youjing had specially reminded him not to let his minister be an undercover agent before. Unexpectedly, he suddenly met Shen Long today. Feng Rong made a decision without discussing it with him. Even though the effect seemed to be very good at the moment, Lin Yingkong was still a little unhappy. After Shen Long provided them with some soothing methods and made an appointment for tomorrow's treatment time, as soon as they left the street where the Nuanai Psychological Counseling Room was located, Lin Yingkong grabbed Feng Rong's hand and said, "Dear, I'm unhappy!"

Because he was worried that there were eyeliners from the "Original Sin" organization nearby, Lin Yingkong did not say anything to reveal his identity, but the expression on his face was still real. Feng Rong didn't know what he was thinking, but he was a little confused. He suddenly pulled him up and looked at Lin Yingkong in confusion. When he noticed his face, he browed and asked a little unnaturally: "Why are you unhappy?"

Lin Yingkong said with a stern face: "Don't you know?"

Feng Rong was stunned for a while before realizing what he wanted to say, and immediately said a little embarrassedly: "At that time... you understand." Isn't this the situation urgent, so it was natural to divide the work? The image of his assistant was quite like the role of the comforter, and Feng Rong has always been used to the charge and trap.

Lin Yingkong understood what he meant, and because he understood, he became even more unhappy, "I..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt that the phone vibrated. It was a prompt from the text message. Lin Yingkong went to take out the phone impatiently, and then found that Feng Rong was also doing the same thing. He realized that something was wrong and hurriedly pulled Feng Rong to the back of a sculpture and made a gesture of having to talk carefully. Then the two people clicked on the text message together and found that it was Ding Youlan who sent it, and the content was the same:

"Change, Pope Original Sin will have a joint with Shinlong!"

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong's faces changed suddenly. The two looked at each other for a second, and without saying a word, Feng Rong stuffed his phone back into his pocket, pushed Lin Yingkong away, and ran out. Lin Yingkong, who was pushed and staggered, fell out and almost hit a passerby. The passerby helped him and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you, sir?"
Chapter completed!