At nine o'clock in the evening, the public security bureau was almost brightly lit. Considering the heavy rain, many people decided not to go home at night so as not to delay work the next day.
Except for Lu Wan, no one in the criminal police team returned. There were two main reasons.
First, everyone is used to working overtime, and they feel uncomfortable if they don't go home for a night; second, and probably most importantly, everyone except Lu Wan is single.
Zeng Hao, Peng Yuetao, Fu Xingliang and Yang Pengyu gathered around the table to play four-player Landlords, Sun Xiaokai fought in the game copy, and Chen Xiaoxiao quietly walked out of the room after watching a movie.
Chen Xiaoxiao's task is to keep an eye on Bai Mo. The problem is that Bai Mo has his own studio, so Chen Xiaoxiao has to come to the studio door every once in a while to take a look.
Pushing open the door of the studio, Chen Xiaoxiao was stunned. The lights in the room had been extinguished and Bai Mo was gone.
"Tsk!" Chen Xiaoxiao took out her cell phone irritably, dialed Lu Wan's number and came to the table.
The half glass of water on the table was still warm, which showed that Bai Mo had just left.
"Lijun, Bai Mo is gone. He just left not long ago. He seems to have gone home. He didn't say hello to us when he left." Chen Xiaoxiao was a little flustered. She couldn't complete such a simple surveillance task.
"It's okay." Lu Wan didn't mean to blame him, "Your brother-in-law guessed that Bai Mo would definitely go home to paint. He had already been waiting in front of Bai Mo's house."
Chen Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue and secretly sighed that Teng Jie was really professional and could predict Bai Mo's thoughts.
Scanning the table, Chen Xiaoxiao saw several sketches, which were Bai Mo's failed drawings of Hong Silong.
This sketch reminded Chen Xiaoxiao of another thing, Bai Mo's painting about nightmares.
Yesterday, Lu Wan suddenly brought Zhao Yao, and Chen Xiaoxiao had been assisting in the investigation, making her forget about it for a while.
"Lijun, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you!"
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Outside Bai Mo's house, Teng Jie, who was sitting in the car, put down his phone, and Lu Wan told him what Chen Xiaoxiao had discovered.
"Have you already begun to fantasize about killing someone?" Teng Jie frowned and murmured, "Feng Zhigang designed you to kill him. Has it affected you?"
A taxi stopped in front of Teng Jie and Bai Mo got out.
Teng Jie got out of the car and held an umbrella, but unfortunately the rainstorm was so fierce that his trousers were completely wet after just two steps.
Bai Mo just opened the courtyard door and put a hand on his shoulder. When he turned around and saw Teng Jie, Bai Mo smiled at him and led him into the house.
Back home, Bai Mo brought a pair of slippers for Teng Jie and placed them in front of Teng Jie, "I'm going to take a shower."
Bai Mo didn't hold an umbrella when he got out of the car. Although he was only a dozen steps away, he was already soaked to the skin.
After a while, Bai Mo returned to the living room after changing his clothes. He went straight to the coffee machine and patiently ground the coffee.
Teng Jie had already changed into his slippers, and he looked at Bai Mo with interest.
Until now, Bai Mo didn't ask Teng Jie why he came here, as if Bai Mo already knew Teng Jie's purpose.
A cup of steaming coffee was placed in front of Teng Jie. Teng Jie picked up the cup and took a sip.
"It tastes good!" Teng Jie nodded approvingly.
Bai Mo just smiled and sipped his coffee quietly, while Teng Jie didn't speak again.
There was only the sound of rain outside the window in the room, and from time to time a flash of lightning would illuminate the yard. The two people on the sofa seemed to just want to taste the coffee in their hands.
After drinking a cup of coffee, Bai Mo stood up and took a deep breath, "Let's go?"
After that, Bai Mo came to the basement door, opened the door lock and walked into the basement.
Teng Jie followed Bai Mo. He slowed down as much as possible without making any noise. He wanted to give Bai Mo the feeling that Bai Mo was the only one in the basement.
Arriving in the familiar basement, Bai Mo first turned on the light music as usual, then sat in front of the drawing board, picked up the brush and fell into deep thought.
The details of the case flashed through Bai Mo's mind, the scene of the crime, the victim in white, Hong Silong's indifferent expression...
The brush moves on the drawing board, the outline is formed, and then the details are drawn and colored.
Bai Mo looked very serious in painting, and the only thing that was inconsistent was the faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
A few hours later, Bai Mo put down his painting brush, exhaled a breath, and then leaned on his chair to admire another masterpiece of his.
Teng Jie had been sitting in the corner of the basement, observing Bai Mo silently. At this moment, his suspicion was finally confirmed.
Bai Mo finally looked away from the painting and looked at Teng Jie, "How is it?"
"I am now sure that you do have a mental disorder." Teng Jie said directly.
Teng Jie had never directly stated a similar conclusion before. He was always guiding Bai Mo and letting Bai Mo discover the problem on his own, such as separating the painting and the material into two unrelated things.
Thunder came, and Teng Jie sighed, "Today is not suitable for treatment. I need a quiet environment. When the rain stops, can you come to my consultation room?"
Bai Mo's thoughts were just aroused by Teng Jie, but he was suddenly forced back. The feeling of something stuck in his throat made the corner of his mouth twitch.
Bai Mo had a heartfelt trust in Teng Jie's professionalism. Whether it was his behavior or the way he spoke, Bai Mo had no feeling of disgust.
Except this time it was sold out...
Teng Jie took off his glasses, took out the glasses cloth to wipe them, and whispered: "Before that, I think you have some things that need to be dealt with."
Bai Mo nodded, with a serious look on his face.
"It's about Yang Lu." Teng Jie put on his clean glasses and looked at Bai Mo, "You like Yang Lu very much, right?"
All of this was naturally designed by Teng Jie. After confirming that Bai Mo had a mental disorder, he wanted Bai Mo to admit his mistake to Yang Lu.
Speaking of Yang Lu, Teng Jie could clearly see a gentle light flashing in Bai Mo's eyes, which was the longing for love.
"I like it very much." Bai Mo smiled, his usual bright smile.
"You think Yang Lu doesn't understand you. We have discussed it before. This is a problem with the material." Teng Jie said, "Now I can tell you responsibly that you really have a psychological problem, which led to your choice of material." There’s something special about it.”
Bai Mo listened carefully, but did not make any reaction, making it impossible to tell whether he agreed or denied.
"You may still have doubts about my judgment. I know you want Yang Lu to study abroad in Tea Country." Teng Jie said, "If you believe me, I hope you can make it clear to Yang Lu. I support her studying abroad. But I don’t want it to be a gallery that avoids you or understands you.”
Bai Mo nodded slowly, and he suddenly remembered that Yang Lu had also said that he wanted to have a good chat with him.
Looking at Teng Jie's sincere eyes, he couldn't find any reason not to believe Teng Jie and nodded again.
