Just when Liu Jianming was staying in the office and wondering who was the breakthrough.

...

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Someone knocked on the door.

Huang Zhicheng was so abusing the criminal inside that he was so awesome. When he heard someone knocking on the door, he waved his hand in discomfort.

The subordinates opened the door impatiently and were about to yell, but after seeing the person standing at the door, they immediately closed their mouths, shrank their heads and retreated aside, and whispered: "Lu Sir..."

That's right, it was Lu Qichang, the chief inspector of the department.

Lu Qichang gave a look, and his subordinates hurried to Huang Zhicheng and whispered: "Huang sir, Lu sir is here..."

Huang Zhicheng threw away the hammer in his hand and looked at the door, his fierce expression still remained on his face and did not disappear.

"Save me...Police officer, save 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 stretched out his arms to ask for help.

"Ah Huang, come to my office!" Chief Inspector Lu Qichang said coldly, and left.

"Why are you stunned?! Drag this bastard away and make the ground dirty. Find someone to deal with it!" Huang Zhicheng shouted.

Several subordinates were shocked and hurriedly followed the boss's request.

"Tong Zai, do you think our head is mentally ill? This guy just insulted the patrol guy and was caught and beaten like this?" A subordinate asked in confusion.

"Be careful, it's not your business, so don't talk too much." Another companion reminded.

The subordinate immediately became mute.

...

"Ah Huang, this is the 28th complaint in the past six months. Don't you know how to restrain yourself?! In broad daylight, you are still beating people in the office. Are you planning to make two more complaints, get thirty, and go home to sell salted eggs?" Lu Qichang asked with his knuckles on the table.

Huang Zhicheng said hatefully: "That bastard should be beaten! The scum of this society, the scum, one less death, and keeping them in the world will only pollute the air and cause more of our friends to suffer."

"Ah Huang!"

Lu Qichang slapped the table violently and shouted: "Are you psychopathic? Are you sick?"

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

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

"What doctor is going to see? What's this?!" Huang Zhicheng picked up the document and looked at it a few times, but it turned out to be the prediagnosis list of the Psychological Diagnosis and Treatment Center.

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

"Come back!" Lu Qichang shouted loudly and shouted bluntly: "See a psychologist or imprisonment, you can choose for yourself!"

"Incarceration?" Huang Zhicheng suddenly turned around, walked over, supported 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 stared at Huang Zhicheng, threw a stack of complaint letters on Huang Zhicheng's face, and shouted: "You count yourself, how many seals are there?! If you are not brothers, you will take off your uniform and get out of here! I plead for you and do your work for you. The Department of Justice promised to let you do psychological diagnosis and treatment for a while before making a judgment... You bastard still can't figure out the situation and are still beating people! Are you brothers who want to watch you go to the squad with your own eyes?!"

A wake-up call made Huang Zhicheng calm down and realized that he had done a bit too much.

"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 finger and said, "Come on, take out your deck of cards."

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

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

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

Lu Qichang opened the card in his hand and said with a smile: "I will listen to me this time, and I will go to see a psychologist honestly later."

Huang Zhicheng looked at the square in his hand and could only nod his head helplessly.

...

Psychological Diagnosis and Treatment Center.

"Officer Huang, you are unwilling to say anything and are unwilling to tell me anything. How can I help you? Also, how can I write the report then?" Li Xiner looked at Huang Zhicheng with a helpless look on her face.

Huang Zhicheng sat there pretending to be stupid and said indifferently: "Write it casually... Oh, by the way, there is something else in my police station... If someone asks you, you say I've been here, help..."

This guy stood up and was about to leave.

"Officer Huang." Li Xin'er called Huang Zhicheng and said to his back: "I have an obligation to tell you that the psychotherapy you are receiving is referred by the Department of Justice. In the future, you must complete this treatment as scheduled."

"After completing it, I will write a report to the court, and the court will decide whether you want to be imprisoned based on this psychological assessment."

"Incarceration?" Huang Zhicheng suddenly turned around, bloodshot in his eyes, and his hands slapped on the table, and shouted condescendingly: "Do you want to imprison me?! Do you want to imprison me?! Are you want to imprison me?!"

Li Xin'er was so scared that she overwhelmed the chair on her back and fell to the ground. Oh, screaming in pain.

Hearing Li Xin'er screaming, Huang Zhicheng suddenly realized that he seemed to have been in trouble again, so he hurriedly helped her up.

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

Li Xin'er rubbed her neck.

My shoulders and waist were all hurting so much that it seemed to be a little contusion.

"Inspector Huang, your symptoms are very serious. If you don't cooperate with the treatment, something big will happen..." Li Xiner patiently enlightened. "Don't worry, we will keep all the privacy of the patient confidentiality, and you really don't need to have any grudges in your heart..."

After some guidance, Huang Zhicheng finally told the old story in his heart...

"That day was December 12 a few years ago. At that time, a senior brother and I were patrolling Hanoi Road. We received a notice saying that a case occurred in New World... The two of us rushed over immediately and arrived at the scene. There were dozens of people fighting there, there were a lot of blood on the ground, and a broken hand holding a knife..."

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