"This mask is very rare?" Jiang Wuya asked.

"Well, you should have heard of Nuo Opera. It was a witchcraft ceremony for exorcising ghosts and epidemics in ancient times. The Eighty Kings were Nuo Opera masks in Jiangxi. According to legend, the prototype was Chiyou or Gongzi Fusu." Jun Moxi paused, "But since you remember it was this mask, it means that your experience this afternoon was indeed true, because ordinary people rarely come into contact with this, and they didn't believe you immediately at that time. Sorry."

"..." Captain Nan, who was standing beside him, suddenly showed a surprised expression.

"Captain Nan, did you suddenly think of something?"

"My nephew has such a mask." Nan Mingchuan paused, as if he had seen through Jun Moxi's what Jiang Wuya wanted to ask, "My nephew is Bo Rao, you have seen this afternoon."

"Ah! Is that right? If that person is your nephew, from the perspective of time, he can't attack us at all."

"What are you talking about? If it were that Bo Rao, there would be a possibility of attacking you." Jun Moxi showed a meaningful expression.

"Impossible, what are you talking about? When I was fighting with the masked man, wasn't Borao in the reception room downstairs? And Borao went to find us when he heard something was happening on the second floor?"

"It's this part that is very doubtful. What if you understand that hearing movements is 'heard of movements and you are fighting', but what if you understand that understanding it is 'heard of movements and sounds of Nangong and you talking on the second floor'?"

Ah, in this way, it becomes-

"Because subjective factors influence the feeling of time passing, you will feel that time passes slowly when you recall that scene, but it doesn't take long for the people in the guesthouse downstairs."

"That's so obvious, why did you-"

"So everyone said that your description is too bizarre and it is difficult for the people present to accept it for a while."

At this moment, Wang Yanjun suddenly came over and said.

"Captain Nan, sorry, can you come here?"

"It's okay, just talk about it here."

"Secretary Qing, who is responsible for finding Bo Rao, has never been able to contact you." Wang Yanjun's face was full of loss.

"It's time to do this, what are you doing? Keep in touch!"

"Yes... there is another thing... I am bluntly speaking, Captain Nan, you should be clearer about Borao than anyone in the police station. You should also..." Wang Yanjun wanted to speak but stopped.

"So are you doubting that I have something to hide?"

"No, it's definitely not the case, but you've been a bit abnormal recently. Not only do I have noticed it, we don't believe you will make mistakes in principle, but what if this matter is related to Nangong?"

"We don't want you to make any mistakes to take care of Nangong or protect your family..."

“……”

No wonder Wang Yanjun wanted to call Captain Nan out alone to talk about this matter.

"I really don't want to say some things. If it could have been, I would like to solve them as my own business."

"It has now risen to a criminal case. Unfortunately, this is something that cannot be done." Wang Yanjun's face was dull.

"Bo Rao has been a strange boy since he was a child, but I always thought he would not be so weird that he needed to commit a crime. Nangong came here today, maybe he was investigating Bo Rao privately. It was all my fault for thinking that I would have brought Nangong there when I held a family meeting the day before yesterday. At that time, I should have listened to my wife's persuasion and kept Nangong at home."

“What is the family meeting about?”

"My sister-in-law, Nangong's aunt, left a note and disappeared and she was unable to contact her."

Is Nangong also helping to find an aunt?

I always feel that Nangong is not so passionate about family and career. Could it be that he has any other motivations?

"What is the content left on that note?"

"【Get the latest clues about the whereabouts of my husband, set out to look for them, don't worry.】" Nanmingchuan paused, "The uncle in Nangong has been missing for about 20 years. Not to mention whether he can find it, it is too strange to leave a note and set off."

"really."

Captain Nan doesn't want to say the reasons for these things, I can understand it.

"If Nangong and his aunt's disappearance are related to Borao, what is Borao's motive?"

It is too much to spread the word like this, but I have to do this in this occasion.

"If he would be a beast who attacked his cousin, I could understand it, but the other one, but his mother, where did I think about the motives of such beasts?"

"Captain Nan, I know this is difficult for you to accept, but in order to find Nangong, you must calm down now." Jun Moxi, who had just listened to our speech in silence, spoke, "Although this is just my guess, Bo Rao's motive may be related to this psychological clinic?"

Jun Moxi held up his head and said in thought.

"Jiang Wuya, you and Nangong were attacked in front of the refrigerator on the second floor, right? There was something in that refrigerator that Bo Rao didn't want others to see, that is, the weird Chinese medicine you mentioned may have been replaced when you were unconscious."

"Captain Nan, was this psychological clinic originally managed by Borao's mother?"

"Well, that's it."

Perhaps it was because of the calm and wise words of the younger generation that Captain Nan's momentum quickly weakened a little.

"What if this is assumed, Bo Rao had to get rid of the people who were blocking him in order to use some of the things in this psychological clinic. Needless to say, the people who need to be removed are the mother of the manager here, Nangong Zhisu was also persecuted because he did something that hindered him."

"Slow down, that's wrong. According to your assumption, why didn't I be killed by Borao..."

I wanted to kill someone to silence me, but Captain Nan's expression suddenly became very scary, so I didn't finish it.

"Yes, this is also a place worth discussing, maybe because you know too little value is not removed."

"Is this true?"

It is also a good thing to know less.

"After that, this place has become a psychological clinic. It was already a psychological laboratory in the Republic of China era, and there are definitely unknown secrets hidden." Jun Moxi looked up at the dark psychological clinic beside him, "Bo Rao may have become paranoid just to master this secret."

"I might know what the secret you are talking about."

Nan Mingchuan, who had not spoken, suddenly responded.

"My wife once told me about this clinic. This incident was only circulated within their family. The one who bought this building was Nangong's uncle. This building was used as a Xixin Laboratory in the Republic of China era. Nangong's great-grandfather was once a scholar in this laboratory."

"That great-grandfather died unfortunately due to the war during the war. He told his relatives around him this at the time of his death-"

"I have buried the important results of the past research under the laboratory building. If the content advocated by this paper can cure all patients suffering from mental illness and suffering from mental illness. After the war is over, they must be dug out and benefit the world."

"But it was also because of the war that the family was displaced and had never found an opportunity to dig out the research results. After liberation, they returned to their hometown, and the production building was converted into housing, and there was no way to carry out large-scale excavation work."

"So the excavation work was delayed until after the privatization reform, Nangong's uncle bought the building and dug out the research paper."

"Do you know the content of that paper?" Jun Moxi interrupted.

Nan Mingchuan was slightly stunned, then looked into the distance, as if he was recalling something.

"I roughly understood the title of that paper is... "Deep Sea Worm."

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【Volume 1, Psychoanalysis and Demonic Witchcraft.】
Chapter completed!