After breakfast, today is Friday and there are almost no important courses.
Tang Xiaoyue accompanied Situ Yanran at home, while Ning Fan and Ling Fei went out for a walk.
I arrived at Jiang's house at seven o'clock and learned that Jiang Yurou had not slept all night and had only slept for less than an hour now.
Yang Susu already knew that Jiang Yurou almost killed Situ Yanran, and she cried worriedly, wondering why her good daughter had such terrible sleepwalking.
"Uncle, aunt, you don't need to be too anxious. I'll check to see if there are any clues in the past two days. I need the address of the psychological counselor you mentioned last time."
"Okay!" Yang Susu said the address.
Ning Fan and Ling Fei came to this psychological treatment center.
Ning Fan had seen information about this place before, and it had been open for seven or eight years. It was opened by a woman named Zhou Xiaoyan.
He is friends with Yang Susu and is also the top psychotherapist here.
"Ning Fan, I think I came in to investigate this mental treatment center once," Ling Fei said.
"When did this happen?"
"Wait a minute, this happened a few years ago, I need to check."
Ling Fei called her team members and asked her to retrieve information about this mental treatment center.
"Sister Feifei, can your internal police system find other information about Zhou Xiaoyan?"
"I'll give it a try. If permission is required, it won't work."
"Uh-huh!"
The two of them waited in the car for about ten minutes. Ling Fei said displeasedly: "Ning Fan, you don't usually smoke, why are you smoking so frequently recently?"
"Don't you think it's a little cool?"
"roll!"
After a while, the information was sent, and Ling Fei took a look at it: "Three years ago, this mental treatment center once received a patient with dual personality schizophrenia, and the patient finally jumped to his death."
"It doesn't seem to be a clue. This kind of thing is quite common. Is there any other information?"
"There is no other information. This Zhou Xiaoyan's original name is Lu Yan. Eighteen years ago, her happy family was killed, and the house was burned down. This Lu Yan was the last survivor. She then underwent plastic surgery and started surgery eight years ago.
This mental health center.”
When Ning Fan heard this eighteen years ago, he frowned and asked, "Where is the address where her family was killed?"
"It's an old villa complex, Happy Home."
Ning Fan became uneasy after hearing this, because his family lived in a high-end villa area in this happy community, and eighteen years ago, it was very similar to the situation when his family was attacked and wiped out by men in black.
"Ning Fan, what's wrong with you?" Ling Fei asked.
"Nothing, I'm thinking about some issues, let's go up and take a look first."
"Um!"
The two got off the car and arrived at the fifth floor of the building. After walking out of the elevator, they were at the front desk of the treatment center.
"Hello, do you have an appointment?" the front desk lady asked.
Ling Fei didn't talk nonsense, but directly showed her ID and said, "Let's go in and take a look."
"OK."
"Is Dr. Zhou Xiaoyan, your doctor here?" Ning Fan asked.
"Yes, I will take you there now."
Since they were police officers, there was no need to make an appointment, so they brought Ning Fan and Ling Fei to an office.
DONG DONG DONG!!!
"Come in!"
The lady at the front desk walked in and said, "Dr. Zhou, there are two police officers looking for you outside."
"Then invite them in quickly."
"You two, please come inside."
The office here is quite spacious, with a desk in front of the window, and Zhou Xiaoyan is sitting here.