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Chapter 93 I am indeed ill, very ill

Soon, Yang Liqing and Tony left with Michael's body, intending to burn it to ashes and take him back to the United States. The body and the box weighed almost five kilograms in total.

Raymond called the police to clean up the blood stains. Professional people did professional things and left no trace.

During this process, he kept a cold face and said nothing, obviously angry with Xu Luo, while Zhou Huabiao winked at Xu Luo and communicated with his expressions.

"You two have cramped faces." After the police officers finished handling the blood stains and left, Raymond said coldly.

"Yes." Zhou Huabiao rubbed his face matter-of-factly, then rushed to Xu Luo, pointed at him and angrily yelled: "You are so brave! Even if Michael deserves death, you are not the one to kill him! In full view of everyone.

You dared to draw a gun and kill someone, and in the end you had to feel wronged by the director to protect you. You are simply acting wantonly and showing no discipline! Fired! Must be fired!"

"Okay, stop pretending, Uncle Biao, are you trying to trick me?" Raymond interrupted Zhou Huabiao angrily, then walked up to Xu Luo, pointed at him and said, "Do you know what you are doing today?

What kind of behavior is this? We are a disciplined force, do you still have any discipline at all? What, you are so determined that I will protect you, so you are so unscrupulous? "

"Ang." Xu Luo nodded harmlessly.

Otherwise, he must have killed secretly at night.

Raymond was so angry that he hit Xu Luo's chest a few times: "If it weren't for Brother Yao's sake, I would really fucking want to kill you right now!"

He rarely swears.

Xu Luo's audacity frightened him.

"Director, no, no, that guy deserves to die. I don't believe you don't feel happy at all." Zhou Huabiao stepped forward to smooth things over.

"So what?" Raymond turned around and asked, squeezing his neck: "But this is wrong after all!"

Zhou Huabiao wiped the saliva that splashed on his face.

Raymond turned to look at Xu Luo again: "I just made an appointment with a psychiatrist for you. She has already arrived. You should go to the counseling team for a psychological evaluation immediately."

"Psychiatrist? Give it to me?" Xu Luo pointed at himself in surprise, with a confused look on his face: "I'm not sick."

"During the arrest of Zhu Tao, you shot and killed two people. You must see a psychiatrist." Raymond turned around and said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Xu Luo spread his hands: "Director, it is not normal to kill gangsters. I have always been like this before."

"That's the problem!" Raymond turned around suddenly, stared at him, and took two steps forward: "I read your file. You kill people every time you act. You kill so many people and still show no discomfort at all. This

Isn’t it scary? You have a psychological problem!”

After speaking, he paused for a moment, and then brought up what happened just now: "Also, your sudden shooting of Michael just now made me more determined to send you to see a doctor. Uncle Biao, take him there."

He just felt that Xu Luo was sick, so he needed to be treated early to avoid being hopeless when he was terminally ill.

Xu Luo was helpless: "But I am mentally healthy."

"Let's go and see what's not lost. You can't discover the psychological problems yourself, only doctors can." Uncle Biao hugged Xu Luo and walked out.

"I'm really fine mentally, I'm not sick." While Xu Luo defended himself, Uncle Biao dragged him to the door of the psychological counseling group.

Uncle Biao stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, still trying to persuade Xu Luo: "Cooperate well with the doctor, and be careful not to become addicted to killing people in the future. The director and I are here for your own good."

"But I'm mentally healthy..." Before Xu Luo could finish speaking, the door to the psychological counseling room opened, and a girl with short hair, a slim and sexy figure, and glasses wearing a black tight dress, black stockings, and black heels walked out.

He came out and smiled: "Hello, Sir Xu."

The moment he saw the doctor, Xu Luo suddenly felt that he was indeed sick, very seriously.

There is an urgent need to communicate well with the doctor.

They can guide each other.

Xu Luo turned to look at Zhou Huabiao: "I didn't expect that my illness was hidden so deeply, but you and the director discovered it anyway. Then I accept the arrangement."

Admittedly, he really has a mental problem.

"Come in quickly." Uncle Biao pushed Xu Luo in directly: "Doctor Pan, I'll leave it to you."

Dr. Pan crossed his arms, raised one hand and made an OK gesture, and then closed the door.

"Sir Xu, please sit down." After closing the door, Dr. Pan turned around and smiled at Xu Luo, pointing to the sofa.

After Xu Luo sat down, Dr. Pan sat down on the chair opposite him, crossed her legs, and her calves wrapped in black silk under her skirt were long and slender. Her high heels were swaying, and she stretched out her slender hand: "Let's get to know each other, Pan Ling.

, just call me Dr. Pan."

"Hello, Dr. Pan." Xu Luo held her hand, and then he said with a gloomy face and a low tone: "I have known for a long time that I am mentally ill, and the illness is very serious. I hope you can help me.

"

Pan Ling's little face immediately became serious, she frowned and said: "Sir Xu, let's talk about your symptoms first. Generally, the police will feel more or less uncomfortable after shooting and killing. How do you feel about killing so many people?

The problem is definitely more serious, so we need to be mentally prepared."

"First tell me your impression of me." Xu Luo did not answer, but instead asked Pan Ling a question.

Pan Ling replied thoughtfully: "My impression of you, Sir Xu, is based on hearsay. Generally speaking, you are a good person who is clean, upright, and brave."

"Yes, I was like this before." Xu Luo nodded, and then his expression gradually distorted: "But as more people were shot and killed, the mental pressure on me became more and more, and I needed to rely on women to indulge myself.

In order to stay calm, I became more and more lustful, but this already violated my principles!"

"I can see that." Pan Ling glanced at Xu Luo's hand, which she had never let go of, and nodded.

She said that with Xu Luo's personality, how could he take advantage of her? It turned out to be psychological reasons, which was really pitiful.

Xu Luo raised his head and looked at her hopefully: "Can I still be saved? I don't want to be a womanizer!"

"This..." Pan Ling was also confused. This was the first time she encountered this situation, but she felt it was very meaningful for research: "In other words, you relied on sex to relieve your mental pressure at the beginning, but it developed

The urge for women is getting stronger and stronger, right?"

"Yes, especially Dr. Pan, a beauty like you who suits my taste, I can't help but want to offend you." Xu Luo's eyes were full of pain, he lowered his head and let go of Pan Ling's hand: "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, Sir Xu, you don't have to suppress yourself in front of me, it will be easier for me to understand your condition." Pan Ling looked at him with a gentle tone.

"Doctor Pan, you are such a kind-hearted doctor." Xu Luo was so moved that he put his hand on her thigh, enjoying the silky smoothness: "Doctor Pan, do you mind this?"

"Sir Xu." Pan Lingling suddenly looked at Xu Luo suspiciously: "You are not pretending to be sick and want to pick me up, are you?"

Damn it, you actually discovered this.

But Xu Luo didn't feel guilty, and even beat him up confidently.

"Do you doubt me?" The expression on Xu Luo's face gradually solidified, and he stood up in a flash: "You went out to inquire, and when the chief inspector of the Public Relations Department threw himself into my arms, I didn't even bother! Now you

You actually suspect that I covet your beauty?"

"You keep saying you want to help me treat my illness, but you still question my condition! If you don't have this professional quality, don't come to tease me and discriminate against me for being sick? You can discriminate against my illness, but you can't insult my personality! Goodbye."
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