The game inside the cloth found the dungeon key in the mother's pajamas, but the entrance to the dungeon is not in her own home, but in the home of the classmate Jiang Xiaohu, what makes Chen Ge feel that the small cloth seems to be in the dungeon of Jiang Xiaohu's house. The door was pushed open.

When a person loses all his hopes, it is possible to open the door. What did the little cloth see in the dungeon? What happened again?

"Lee team, do you have information about the Jianglong family?" What happened in the dungeon is only known to Jiang Long’s family. Chen Ge is ready to ask in the past.

"What do you ask this?" In Li Zheng's opinion, Jiang Long's family has nothing to do with the case.

"I think the murderer who killed Bu Yi may be Jiang Long and his family. Do you still remember the painting on the ceiling of Room 104? It says the name of the Jiang Long family of four." Chen Ge is preparing to give Li Zheng Some tips, if you can get help from the police, he will be a lot easier.

"The murderer should not be stupid enough to put his name on the scene of the crime." Li Zheng has never seen such a thing for more than a decade. "Leave your name on the scene of the corpse, this is to tell everyone deliberately." Is it a murderer?"

"The painting may be painted by someone else, or it may be a special kind of ritual." Chen Ge knows that Li Zheng is inconvenient for the police to disclose the privacy of the citizens, so he can only bite Jiang Long's family and the corpse.

On the other side of the mobile phone, Li Zheng was silent for more than ten seconds before he said: "In fact, Jiang Long’s family has already been investigated. The situation in his family is more complicated."

There is a bad feeling in Chen Ge’s heart: "They shouldn’t all of them disappear?"

"Before Jiang Long had an accident, Jiang Long’s wife had led two children to see a psychiatrist. After only one week, Jiang Long had a car accident. Jiang Long’s wife Zhang Chuyu and her eldest daughter Jiang Bai disappeared one after another. A family of four, only Jiang Xiaohu is still alive." Li Zheng wants to stop, he seems to hesitate to tell Chen Ge about the latter.

"Jiang Xiaohu is still alive? Where is he living now? I have several questions I want to figure out in person." Chen Ge thinks this child is crucial.

"The child is already crazy. He stabbed the psychiatrist who treated him. Sometimes he could behave like a beast with no reason. If you have to ask, go to Jiujiang Psychiatric Hospital. We just met him there during the day." Chen Ge can think of things, the police have long thought, but they did not get useful clues from Jiang Xiaohu.

When I heard Li Zheng’s words, Chen’s first reaction was whether the child would be crazy? He will not look down on any opponent, even if the child is no exception.

"Lee, can you take me to see the child?"

Chen Song repeatedly persuaded for a long time, Li Zhengcai finally agreed, he hang up the phone and then called again: "I said hello to the mental hospital, you better go early, they seem to prohibit outsiders from entering and leaving at nine o'clock."

"Thank you for the Li team!"

"Chen Ge, go, but I have to tell you something in advance." Li Zheng is not too vocal: "Be careful, keep a distance when talking to that child, be careful that he is hurting you."

After that, Li Zheng hangs up the phone, and the Eastern Suburbs has a murder case. Recently he was very busy.

“Why did Li Zheng make me care about that child?” Chen Song sat up from the bed, grabbed the backpack, checked the contents, and hurriedly ran out of the haunted house.

Jiujiang Psychiatric Hospital is a public hospital. It is very different from the third diseased building. It is very formal and strictly follows the rules. It is late, and it is very likely that even the door will not enter.

At 7:20, Chen Ge took a taxi to the Jiujiang Psychiatric Hospital. After he reported to the doorkeeper, the name of Li Zheng, the criminal investigation brigade of the listed branch, a doctor wearing a white coat ran out.

"You are Chen Ge said by Captain Li?" The doctor was tall and thin, wearing a black-rimmed glasses, and his stereotype was silent. It seemed that he was not too fond of talking: "My full name is Jiao Yang, you can call it a doctor." The patient has been taken to the room where the day is being asked. Considering the safety issue, your conversation must end before nine o'clock."

"Okay." Under the leadership of Dr. Yan, Chen Ge entered the Jiujiang Psychiatric Hospital. The feeling brought here is completely different from that of the third disease.

"It's this room, I will be with you, and you don't have to worry about safety."

"Trouble you." Chen Ge thinks that the name of the police is easy to use. If he comes over himself, people may not let him enter the door at all.

"Human life is off, it is appropriate to cooperate with your investigation." Dr. Yan entered the ward and pointed to the boy on the bed: "He is Jiang Xiaohu. Someone will send him information about him."

The ward was very simple. There was only one bed and three wooden chairs. The child was sitting on the bed, his hands and feet were tied with ropes, his eyes were sluggish, and even if someone approached him, he would not look at it.

"Can you let him loose the rope?" Chen Ge sat on the wooden chair next to the bed, and he found that the ropes had been pulled into the boy's flesh.

"For your safety, it is better to tie it up. He just got sick in the afternoon. See who is biting. We spent a lot of effort to control it." Dr. Yan sat next to Chen Ge and added: "You Don't look at the child's vain, handsome, and mad when two nurses can stop it."

When the doctor talked, there was a knock on the door. A female nurse came in with a file: "Doctor, the patient information you want."

Dr. Yan received the information and handed it directly to Chen Ge: "Three years ago, Jiang Xiaohu came to us for treatment for the first time. The information has been here until now. You can see it yourself. If you don't understand, you can ask me. ”

Turning on the information, Chen Song simply glanced at him. He found that the doctor who gave Jiang Xiaohu psychological counseling three years ago was Jiao Jiaoyang, and the psychologist who was stabbed by Jiang Xiaohu was also him.

"Three years ago, was your psychological counseling for Jiang Xiaohu?" Chen Ge was a man. He was eager to know what happened three years ago: "Can you tell us more about the situation at the time?"

The room suddenly quieted down, and the doctor did not answer immediately. The treatment process three years ago seemed to him to be a reluctant memory.

"I saw that Jiang Xiaohu's diagnosis was initially written with mania, and later changed to schizophrenia. Finally, the patient's personality was relatively stable, and the self-knowledge was relatively complete, which could rule out psychotic problems. The same person, why Three diagnoses, the diagnosis results are different?" Chen Song put down the information to see Dr. Zhi: "What happened three years ago? Why did Jiang Xiaohu’s family send a child to a mental hospital?"