In the back hall of the martial arts studio, in the bathroom on the side.
After Li Shaoze took a shower, he changed into a set of casual shirts and prepared to pick up his backpack and drive away.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Ryoma stopped him at this time and took out a knife box from the cabinet, which was about three feet long and wrapped in black cloth.
"Master Long, what is this?"
Li Shaoze was quite surprised. After all, when he took the knife, he had already put it on the weapons rack in advance. This was the first time he saw such a thing.
"You gave me too much money. I can't just give you a knife." Uncle Longma smiled and patted the black cloth: "This is a knife box made of pear wood. It has two sides."
"The front side is a pair of unopened eight-cut swords, the same pair you practiced with before. The reverse side is a pair of sharp-edged eight-cut swords, which were not taken out for you before."
"No matter what, those who learn weapons must have a real killing knife, regardless of whether they can use it or not." Uncle Ryoma is indeed an old-school martial artist and is very particular about what he does.
Make these two pairs of knives and add a knife case.
One is that he is embarrassed to accept so much money from Li Shaoze, and the other is that according to his idea, martial arts practitioners must hide weapons in their homes so that they can hide their anger in their hearts. If you have Qi, weapons are no longer toys.
"Thank you, Master." Li Shaoze slung the knife box across his back with a happy expression on his face.
I have to say that a month’s pocket money is well spent.
There is no need to put any thought into it, the complete set of equipment is already available.
"Whether it's a knife you practice with or a sharp blade, remember to take good care of it. It's very expensive." Uncle Ryoma was lying when he said he didn't feel bad.
Because of these two pairs of knives, he found the most respected old craftsman in the entire Hong Kong Island. Even with the special knife case, it can be said that all the weapons in the martial arts gym combined are not as expensive as these two pairs of knives.
But you get what you pay for, Li Shaoze paid for it, and Uncle Longma had no reason to prevaricate him. Seeing Li Shaoze wearing a suit and carrying a knife case across his body, he nodded happily and said, "Go ahead, don't keep your girlfriend waiting."
"Goodbye, master."
Li Shaoze walked to the door of the martial arts gym, put the knife box on the passenger seat, and made a special trip back home.
After opening the closet and placing the knife box in the free space on the side, he nodded with satisfaction: "The closet is completely full now. Not even a mouse can be hidden, let alone people."
"But this can only be kept for a short period of time. When you have time, you can specially open a hidden compartment and put the knife box in it."
Although Li Shaoze didn't know why Uncle Longma would give him a pair of sharpened knives.
But this guy is not an idiot. As a policeman, how could he be so stupid as to display his weapons openly and openly?
No matter whether it is used in the future or not, it must be hidden first.
After putting away the knife box, Li Shaoze went downstairs again and drove to Hengye Building.
…
Hengye Building, fourteenth floor.
Li Xin'er was in the clinic, watching Guan Li slowly wake up in front of her, and asked softly: "Mr. Guan, how are you doing?"
"Feel much better."
Guan Li got up from the recliner, took a glass of boiling water, and took a few sips sideways: "Thank you doctor, can I swipe my card for the consultation fee?"
"You have already paid when you came. I will take you downstairs now. Remember to come back for a follow-up visit next week."
Guan Li nodded, a flash of relief in his eyes.
After carefully smoothing the police uniform, he hugged the police hat tightly and followed Li Xin'er downstairs.
After seeing off Guan Li, Li Xin'er returned to the consultation room, cut the soothing classical music into pop songs, and wrote notes while leaning on the sofa.
"Patient: Guan Li."
"After graduating from the police academy, I had a long-term undercover experience. I successfully arrested the target person and suffered serious injuries."
"After being discharged from the hospital, his body returned to normal, but his long-term undercover experience caused significant psychological trauma to him."
"The current manifestations are insomnia, claustrophobia, loss of security, adherence to rigid principles, deep obsessions, and difficult treatment."
After Li Xin'er finished writing her notes, she stretched out her fingers and rubbed her temples. This is a habit she developed during her studies. When encountering problems, she always likes to calm down first.
However, she did not expect that the first patient she met when the consulting office opened would be so difficult to deal with.
Based on the recent diagnosis, she found that deep down in his heart, Guan Li preferred to be called Ali. And he is very resistant to the trust of others, showing a withdrawn character.
Because this kind of character is acquired, it is full of aggression.
And this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that after losing his sense of security, Guan Li found his sustenance again.
That's the police uniform!
Judging from the fact that Guan Li was still wearing a police uniform when he was off duty. He only felt safe in his heart when he was wearing a police uniform and sitting in the police station on duty.
Once such a patient finds someone for safe refuge, it becomes suddenly more difficult for a psychiatrist to cure his symptoms.
Li Xin'er's current treatment plan can only choose medication combined with psychological questioning. However, it was difficult for her to guarantee that Guan Li would take medicine normally.
"Now that he is in this condition, it is obvious that he is no longer suitable to be a police officer. So after his reinstatement, he became a uniformed patrol officer with the rank of inspector."
"The possibility of being hostile to his colleagues at work is very high, which will undoubtedly aggravate his condition."
"Fortunately, he has always required himself to behave like a good person, just like he can only soothe his inner trauma by being a good person."
Li Xin'er felt that Guan Li was no longer suitable to be a police officer.
If you are stimulated during the case handling process, it is likely to cause worse consequences.
However, she is only a psychological counselor and cannot interfere with the arrangements of the police force. She can only record her thoughts in the cases.
After treating today's patients, Li Xinren had nothing to do and began to pack her things. Before the time was up, she put on her bag and prepared to leave. However, some time was wasted when locking the door.
When she walked to the elevator door on stilettos, she found that the elevator had just passed the fourteenth floor and the number 13 popped out.
This made her curl her lips: "Whoever goes so far and has no telepathic connection with me must be an ugly pork chop man."
"A sneeze."
Li Shaoze suddenly sneezed and smiled apologetically at Meazi.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the elevator, and Meiko didn't take it seriously. She took out a coat and put it on him: "Did you catch a cold while practicing boxing during the day?"
"Autumn is coming soon. You often run outside, so remember to pay attention to your health."
Li Shaoze looked convinced, and retorted with bared teeth: "Someone must be missing me, it must be."
"Okay, then who do you think misses you?" Yazi narrowed her eyes, as if there was something behind her words.
As a smart person like Li Shaoze, he would definitely not take advantage of it. He immediately zipped up his coat and changed his words in a sweet voice: "No one is awake."
"Ah, it's a cool autumn day."
