Chapter 130 The Fish That Escaped the Net Cannot Escape

"How...how is this possible?!" the mixed-race man exclaimed in disbelief, then immediately turned his face away and said in a low voice, "I...I'm injured, I need to go to the hospital, you've come to the wrong place."

"What are you pretending for?" Gu Yanzheng stepped forward and took out handcuffs: "Don't waste time, get out of the car now."

The mixed-race man slowly shuffled down, staring blankly at Chen Zhenzhu: "How did you know I was here? How could you possibly know!"

Shen Zhenzhu walked up to his ear and whispered, "Scar told me."

The mixed-race man was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into laughter: "You're talking nonsense. I've already dismembered him."

Shen Zhenzhu smiled and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

After the group left, Liu Yiyang stood there, completely puzzled. He asked Xiaobai, "How did she know?"

Xiao Bai glanced at him: "There must be clues on Scarface, is there even a question?"

“...That’s true.” Liu Yiyang noticed that after Liancheng arrived, Xiaobai seemed to have become more assertive.

Thinking of the shattered scars, it's all thanks to Chen Zhenzhu piecing together the clues bit by bit. I should go back and take a look, and study it carefully.

Director Liu waited for Shen Zhenzhu and Gu Yanzheng at the stairwell. He had the others detain the mixed-race individuals first, then called them aside and asked, "Two professors of criminal psychology from the province want to come and study the psychological characteristics of the people involved in the case. They say that this kind of case is one in a century. Do you agree?"

Gu Yanzheng looked at Chen Zhenzhu, but didn't speak first.

Shen Zhenzhu didn't see anything wrong with it; on the contrary, she was very happy that the provincial department had truly started to pay attention to criminal psychology after the "grand competition": "This is exactly what I wanted."

Gu Yanzheng then spoke: "Okay."

Director Liu glanced at him and said, "Have them put everything away neatly. Qin An should keep those body parts safe; they need to be recorded and shown on video. If they can find any relatives later, let them take them back."

"yes."

After speaking with Director Liu, Shen Zhenzhu went to the forensic room and saw Qin An looking ashen-faced as he watched the endless stream of body parts, limbs, bones, and skulls being brought in.

This massive scene almost brought Lu Xiaobao to tears. He was so anxious that he paced around in circles, not knowing where to begin: "How long will this take us to fight like this?"

Rong Chengcheng remained relatively calm, put on a mask, and said, "First, piece together the parts that are about to rot, take photos and keep them as records. Let the interns work on the skeletons. Send the other human-shaped handicrafts to the empty warehouse, take photos of them, and number them. We'll do these things after we finish those."

Rong Chengcheng's calmness pulled Lu Xiaobao back from the brink of collapse. Lu Xiaobao was so busy running around that he didn't even have time to talk to Shen Zhenzhu.

Seeing that they could handle it, Chen Zhenzhu turned back after getting the specific numbers.

On the way, Lu Ye called out to her, "The psychological expert is almost here. Director Liu specifically requested that the boss preside over the interrogation, and you assist. It should be a public interrogation. Anyone involved in the investigation who wants to hear can go outside the interrogation room. Oh, and it should be recorded."

Shen Zhenzhu could understand; Director Liu had said this was a once-in-a-century heinous case, and a transnational one at that. The personnel involved gained a thorough understanding on-site during the interrogation, which was more specific and detailed than the case documents issued later.

Shen Zhenzhu went back to her office and ate a few bites of bread. Xiaobai ran in and said, "Sister Zhenzhu, the mixed-race guy is shouting slogans in the interrogation room. Has he gone crazy?"

"His mental fortitude is much higher than that of the average suspect. Didn't you see the victim went crazy, but he didn't?" Chen Zhenzhu swallowed her bread, patted her face to rouse herself, and asked, "Has Brother Zheng gotten through yet?"

Xiao Bai said, "They're chatting outside the interrogation room, saying they'll let the mixed-race person shout first."

Shen Zhenzhu couldn't help but chuckle and said, "That's just like Brother Zheng's style."

They went to the interrogation room together. Xiaobai carried a notebook and a large tea mug, thinking about what questions she would ask if she were to conduct the interrogation... One day she would be able to stand on her own like Sister Pearl.

Shen Zhenzhu arrived at the outer room of the No. 1 interrogation room, which was a "suite" specially prepared for serious offenders.

When Wu Zhongguo saw Shen Zhenzhu arrive, he closed his notebook and said, "You've come at the right time. I just talked to them about the psychology of this type of person that you analyzed before. Do you see anything else that needs to be added?"

Tian Yongfeng and his colleagues rarely get involved in cases like this, and upon hearing this, they said, "Yes, how can there be such people in this world?"

Shen Zhenzhu glanced through the one-way glass at the mixed-race man feigning madness and said with a smile, "Just as I analyzed before, these kinds of people are used to seeking thrills and challenging social norms. Buying and making more extreme and realistic items is part of their thrill-seeking. Death itself is a huge event in society. They not only do not fear or respect death, but also openly display or possess related items. This gives them a rebellious thrill of challenging social norms and breaking the consensus of politeness. Breaking the bottom line of ethics and law can bring them a strong sense of self-existence and power."

As she spoke, Chen Zhenzhu pointed to the mixed-race man inside, who was howling and throwing his prosthetic leg against the glass, and said, "His physical defect caused him to fear death. To combat this fear, he turned his abstract fear into concrete objects, such as collecting other people's right legs, selling corpses, and killing with his own hands. This increased his sense of control over life and dispelled the mystique of death, reducing his anxiety. His appreciation of 'dark aesthetics' gave him a sense of tragedy and sublimity, and a strong personal style. This is also a manifestation of his sense of self-existence and power."

"This must be Section Chief Shen, right? Your analysis is indeed spot on, even more insightful than we thought. It's a pleasure to meet you." Hu Yunzhi, a criminal psychology expert from the provincial department, extended his hand to greet Shen Zhenzhu.

Gu Yanzheng had dealt with them before, and introduced another person to Shen Zhenzhu, saying, "This is Professor Cheng Xiao, who, like Professor Hu, is a specially appointed consultant for the provincial department's criminal psychology department."

Cheng Xiao is about ten years younger than Hu Yunzhi, and looks to be only in her early thirties. Shen Zhenzhu was surprised that she was already a professor at such a young age.

She shook hands with Cheng Xiao and greeted her politely, saying, "I'm sorry to have made you two professors laugh at me; amateurs can't compare to your expertise."

Cheng Xiao felt a good impression of her because of this attitude. Whether it was out of mutual respect between women or because of Shen Zhenzhu's reputation, Cheng Xiao said politely, "If you're not a professional, we're all laymen. If it weren't for Section Chief Shen's strong suggestion, the provincial department wouldn't have adopted your opinion to strengthen research and attention to criminal psychology. Ultimately, we're able to participate in various cases thanks to you."

Hu Yunzhi, in his fifties, had a refined and gentle appearance that made him seem very approachable. He smiled and said, "Professor Cheng and I have been wanting to meet you for a long time. When we learned that Section Chief Shen and his colleagues had solved another major case, we couldn't wait to come and bother you."

"It's all thanks to Captain Gu's excellent command and control. He was responsible for overall coordination, while I was responsible for local breakthroughs. The other comrades didn't have my natural advantages, but they all performed their duties."

Shen Zhenzhu's "natural advantages" made everyone smile knowingly, as they all knew she was the "Michael of the East".

More than 230 police officers and armed police were mobilized for "Operation Sharp Sword". Shen Zhenzhu's humility was not humility, but a heartfelt understanding of the indispensable role played by each comrade-in-arms.

Her words made everyone present feel that their hard work had not been in vain.

Gu Yanzheng felt it was about time, glanced at his watch, and said, "Shall we begin?"

Shen Zhenzhu nodded and said to Hu Yunzhi and Cheng Xiao, "Professors, I'll go first."

“Okay, you go ahead, we’ll observe from outside.” Although Hu Yunzhi and Cheng Xiao had studied human psychology abroad, they still needed many case studies and in-depth experience with various criminals to understand criminal psychology.

Gu Yanzheng's interrogation was as swift and efficient as he was.

The mixed-race man, feigning madness, made himself look utterly pathetic, yet still couldn't leave to seek medical attention.

Gu Yanzheng immediately called the doctor.

The wound on my leg was hastily stitched up, and I was also given a sedative injection.

The mixed-race man closed his eyes to rest, resolutely refusing to speak, and demanded to be transferred back to the United States.

Chen Zhenzhu was not in a hurry at all. She placed her hands on the table and quietly observed the mixed-race people.

Gu Yanzheng, as the chief interrogator, was even less anxious than Shen Zhenzhu. He simply waited it out without answering questions, and the group outside the door couldn't disrupt his interrogation pace at all.

Two hours later, the pain returned.

"What exactly do you want to know?" The mixed-race man leaned to his left, a thin layer of sweat glistening on his nose. "I will absolutely not tell you the secrets of the 'Eternal Association'."

"It's fine if you don't tell me," Gu Yanzheng said coldly. "As far as I know, you're not qualified to go in."

"You're mocking me!" The mixed-race man gritted his teeth. How could Gu Yanzheng be the rigid, dull, and rule-following policeman he knew?!

He misjudged Shen Zhenzhu.

She's casually chewing bubble gum while catching criminals; she's nothing like the "Michael of the East," she's just a female hooligan in uniform.

......

Interrogating the mixed-race individual wasn't particularly difficult. For an interrogation expert like Gu Yanzheng, the mixed-race individual had already confessed everything before they even had to work through the night.

Having lived a life of luxury abroad for many years, he had never suffered such hardship. Spending long hours in a wheelchair had left his hips and crippled thighs numb and without sensation. The double blow to his body and mind after losing control of his bladder in public made the proud man rediscover the meaning of "death," but this time it was a social death.

“I hired all the people here. You treat people who have been released from prison very harshly. They had nowhere else to make money, so they followed me.”

The mixed-race man changed into Lu Ye's basketball shorts, which looked out of place compared to the suit he was wearing.

The mixed-race man no longer cared about this; towards the end, he answered almost anything Gu Yanzheng asked.

The only requirement is extradition, but that's not something Gu Yanzheng and Shen Zhenzhu can decide.

The immediate priority is to clarify the criminal organization's situation and transfer the case files to the procuratorate. Their future will then be determined accordingly.

“I came into contact with ‘artwork’ by chance in college. At that time, the male students were all playing rugby, and they would even lift my wheelchair up and throw it at the goal.”

His mixed-race background began to change during his university years in the United States, when he began to show a gloomy, narrow-minded, and vengeful personality.

“What powerful people they are! I envy their legs, I love their legs,” the mixed-race man said. “My family is all dead, and I have this inheritance, but I always feel like I won’t live to see the end of my life. Rather than that, I might as well go crazy. Unfortunately, my school’s rugby team has twenty-five players, and I only managed to get ten right legs—far from enough…”

“You remember things from more than 20 years ago very clearly, so tell me what you know about the ‘Eternal Association’. In which country are they mainly based?” Shen Zhenzhu asked.

The mixed-race man closed his eyes, enduring the pain, and said, "It's a criminal network we call the 'Dark Web.' The Dark Web contains alliances of enthusiasts from various countries who dare to challenge the law. The most mysterious of these is the 'Eternal Association.' They are wealthy and have an eye for aesthetics. They don't care about the world's disgust and fear of them; they purely appreciate beauty and the art of human dissection. Unfortunately, my collection of the artwork 'Oriental Michael' failed, preventing me from joining. This will probably be a lifelong regret for me."

"Did other people also contact you to conduct transactions through the 'dark web'?"

“A few individuals found them online, but most were introduced by acquaintances.”

“You’ll have even more regrets.” Gu Yanzheng turned to Shen Zhenzhu and said, “I’ve heard of the ‘dark web,’ which is essentially a criminal website that Interpol is investigating. Our city bureau’s major crime unit can’t overstep its authority to handle the ‘Eternal Association’ matter; it should be transferred to higher authorities.”

"I understand, and I will cooperate with the handover process."

Gu Yanzheng knew that Shen Zhenzhu was the type to get to the bottom of things, so when he saw that she understood, he continued to ask about other things related to mixed-race individuals.

Shen Zhenzhu never expected that the terrifying overseas "dark web" had developed so early, and had already begun to infiltrate the mainland in 1993.

It seems that network management must be accelerated. In a few years, there will be an explosion of network information, and everyone will be exposed to the internet. The "dark web" is more like a drug that spreads crime, and it must be blocked outside the country.

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When Shen Zhenzhu came out of the interrogation room, it was already broad daylight outside.

She scratched her head, wondering if fish oil was still available these days.

Upon learning that the interrogation was over, Qin An, with large bags under his eyes, came up and said, "The confiscated contraband has been prepared for display. We'll take photos and videos right away. Those who want to go and see it can hurry up."

The people who had been dozing off got up unsteadily, ignoring their empty stomachs, and went downstairs in groups of three or five.

"I'll stop looking for now and contact the South Russian police as soon as possible," Gu Yanzheng said after coming out. "Could you take a look for me?"

"No problem," Shen Zhenzhu rubbed her face and agreed.

Xiao Bai has disappeared somewhere; she might have gone to sleep in the archives with Zhang Jie.

As Shen Zhenzhu and Liu Yiyang were going downstairs, someone yawned, and suddenly the stairs were filled with the sound of yawns.

But the yawning stopped immediately when it reached Qin An.

Thousands of confiscated "crafts" are displayed in the corridor of the forensic room.

Lu Xiaobao had gone from a breakdown to numbness, and could now carry the camera with a blank expression as he introduced the items: "Let's start with number 01. This is a human skin drum; the drumsticks are made from the leg bones of an adult woman and the skulls of an infant. Number 02 is a hollowed-out human skin painting; it must have been carved on a living person beforehand, with the lines drawn on the skin on their back. Number 03 is more familiar to everyone; it's a human skin Thangka, but the craftsmanship is rather rough. Number 04—"

Tian Yongfeng and Park Heung-sung both stopped them, exchanged glances, and Park Heung-sung said, "Team Leader Tian, ​​you go first."

"Fine, say it first then." Tian Yongfeng said, his face ashen. "Can't we at least take a look ourselves? You don't need to give us any introductions."

Lu Xiaobao looked at the criminal police officers who had no idea what kind of night their forensic lab had gone through, and he was truly speechless.

He put down the camera, pursed his lips, and said, "Don't miss the 'Sha Wujing Necklace' over there in the bone products area."

"What is this 'Sha Wujing Necklace'?" Song Xinchen squeezed behind Shen Zhenzhu, watching with trepidation as he followed the group.

Shen Zhenzhu turned her head and gestured, saying, "They're all made of human heads."

Song Xinchen successfully shut his mouth.

Since there wasn't enough room outside the forensic lab for the "crafts," Qin An categorized the empty offices and warehouses into sections such as "Pure Appreciation Area," "Western Musical Instrument Area," and "Dark Faith Area," etc.

"Hey, there's a 'skin and flesh section' here, divided according to the degree of corruption. Don't leave!" Qin An indiscriminately unleashed his resentment, sweeping away his fatigue.

The faces that came into the forensic lab looking haggard from staying up all night turned pale and pained when they came out.

People like Song Xinchen, Chen Junsheng, and several police officers who rarely commit murder all went outside to the flower bed, heads bowed, contemplating life, and felt like vomiting as soon as they opened their mouths.

After the interrogation, Cheng Xiao and Hu Yunzhi, under the supervision of the police, entered the interrogation room to further analyze the psychological state of the mixed-race individual.

The results were almost identical to those of Shen Zhenzhu, and Shen Zhenzhu's perspective was even more accurate and insightful because she had been dealing with criminals on the front lines for many years.

"We're heading back now. Thank you to the Liancheng City Public Security Bureau for giving us this opportunity to speak with you up close." Cheng Xiao extended his hand to shake hands with Shen Zhenzhu and said, "I've heard that you have expertise in criminal psychology. Recently, the province asked us to compile a series of criminal psychology case studies for the mainland. I know it might be a bit presumptuous of me to say this, but I'd still like to ask you to join us in compiling this series."

"If you need detailed case information and analysis, you can get approval from the municipal bureau, I'll explain that to you. As for writing a book... I think I still have room for improvement, I haven't reached that level yet."

"Section Chief Shen, I've reviewed some of the special cases you've solved, such as the 'Cement Burial Case,' the 'Juvenile Arson Case,' and the 'Hongmei County Massive Serial Murder Case.' I believe your research on criminal groups is even more thorough and comprehensive than ours. If we could combine your investigative process with this, it would greatly promote criminal investigation teaching. Please don't refuse. Out of consideration for your protection, we can allow you to publish under a pseudonym and will try our best not to take up your time for solving cases. We just need you to offer advice and oversee things for Lao Hu on key issues, how about that?"

Chen Zhenzhu said, "Well... I'll think about it."

Hu Yunzhi nodded repeatedly and said, "You have many methods of criminal psychology judgment that are in line with international standards. I heard that you taught yourself all of them?"

“Not really, Captain Gu has helped me a lot.” Shen Zhenzhu said honestly, “He studied abroad and keeps a close eye on this kind of information. In addition, he has friends in Hong Kong who study criminal psychology, and we often exchange ideas.”

"So Captain Gu also has research in this area. He has more experience in solving cases." Hu Yunzhi knew he couldn't invite Gu Yanzheng to participate in the book. Gu Yanzheng seemed like he could talk to anyone, but he knew it would be difficult to befriend him.

It's a different story when it's Chen Zhenzhu. The young police officer is full of energy, and his eyes are full of exploration of human nature and expectations for the future.

Hu Yunzhi sincerely extended a long invitation, and he and Cheng Xiao echoed each other, promising not to take up Chen Zhenzhu's time or reveal her identity.

"Then I'll ask Captain Gu or Director Liu," Chen Zhenzhu finally agreed.

"We've already asked, and Director Liu said it's up to you." Hu Yunzhi, who has worked in government for many years, said with a smile, "It's rare to find a leader who respects his subordinates like this."

"I've already agreed." Shen Zhenzhu scratched her head and said, "Alright then, since Director Liu has agreed, I have no problem with it."

"That will be a great help to us," Cheng said happily. "Thank you, Section Chief Shen. Now we are confident that we can finish editing the series."

"Then I'll look forward to it." Shen Zhenzhu smiled as she saw them off to their car.

"The copyright fee will be settled with you before the first print run, and then it will be split according to a certain percentage." After getting into the car, Hu Yunzhi said, holding the car door, "I will contact you before the remittance slip is sent out."

Shen Zhenzhu's eyes widened; she hadn't expected to find such an unexpected windfall here.

"What are you doing standing here?" Song Xinchen asked, looking at the departing car after vomiting. "Did I curse you?"

Shen Zhenzhu looked at him speechlessly: "Don't apply your life experience to me, thank you." After saying that, Shen Zhenzhu left.

Song Xinchen stood there, feeling like he had been scolded.

Shen Zhenzhu first went to the archives and found Xiaobai, who was fast asleep. She leaned against the chair and dozed off for two hours.

Upon waking, Zhang Jie was still missing. Just as she was about to leave, she ran into Gu Yanzheng, who had come looking for her: "According to the transaction list, there are two buyers from Liancheng. Director Liu has issued arrest warrants. Do you want to—"

"Go!" Chen Zhenzhu shouted, waking up Xiaobai who was sleeping.

Little White, confused, said, "I want to go too!"

Seeing her haggard face, Shen Zhenzhu hesitated, but Xiaobai had already put on her coat and shoes and was ready to go.

“Then let’s go together.” Chen Zhenzhu patted Xiaobai on the shoulder: “Go wash your face over there and then come downstairs to meet up.”

"yes."

As Shen Zhenzhu and Gu Yanzheng walked side by side up the stairs, Shen Zhenzhu noticed that Gu Yanzheng was looking at her. She turned her head but missed his gaze.

She secretly touched her face and found a sleep mark. She rubbed it hard, hoping to suppress it before arresting the suspect. How could a dignified Section Chief Shen go to make an arrest with a sleep mark on her face?

Lu Ye and Zhao Qiqi were already waiting by Cherokee's side. After Xiaobai arrived, they would set off together.

"Based on the addresses on the list, we have notified municipal bureaus across the country to conduct joint arrests," Gu Yanzheng said as he drove. Looking in the rearview mirror at the police cars following behind, he added, "I didn't expect that the dead Crow Crow would leave behind a delivery address book."

"What I didn't expect was that the addresses on them were all real." Lu Ye pulled out the handcuffs and touched them, feeling a deep hatred for these people, wishing he could fly over right now and catch them all.

Early in the morning, police cars sped past on the road, and passersby couldn't help but peek out, wondering what was happening ahead.

"Sister Pearl, is it true that this kind of person will develop into a serial killer?" Xiao Bai asked, leaning on the passenger seat.

"That's right. In the minds of normal people, breaking the law and committing crimes are nothing more than fighting, poisoning, and murder. They don't feel any enjoyment after committing crimes. However, the mixed-race man and his customers enjoy the thrill of their thresholds soaring. They love blood and enjoy killing. They can no longer be viewed by the standards of normal people. In the end, some of them become serial killers, obtaining human bodies to satisfy their desires. Some even become irrational, gnawing on bones and eating meat, becoming madmen who cannot distinguish between reality and fantasy."

"...This is terrifying." Xiaobai thought of the several dried-up human legs at Qin An's place. Ugh.

The arrests were carried out at two separate customer addresses. When they arrived at the home of one of the "puzzle makers," he was still fast asleep in bed, snoring away.

Lu Ye leaped from the top floor and smashed open the window to enter. "Puzzle Guy" sat up dumbfounded and looked at the window, thinking a thief had broken in.

His parents and wife also live in the two-bedroom apartment.

His wife was on night shift and not home, and his elderly mother was still pleading: "You must have made a mistake, how could my son do something illegal and criminal... Officers, if you want to arrest him, you'll have to step over my body first!"

Seeing that the old man was about to throw a tantrum, Shen Zhenzhu returned to the bedroom and silently handed the skull of the minor that had been found to Gu Yanzheng: "Brother Zheng."

Gu Yanzheng glanced at her for a few seconds, then took the skull and walked into the living room: "Grandma, this is the evidence. I hope you will cooperate."

"Aaaaaah!!" The suspect's mother scrambled to her feet, grabbed a glass of water, and threw it at him: "Ghost! Get away from me! Get out of here right now!!"

Gu Yanzheng's hair was dripping wet: "..." He knew it.

Shen Zhenzhu coughed twice: "Xiaobai, look, this is a normal person's reaction."

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Author's Note: This is a pre-order item (finally finished!) [Sprinkling flowers]: *The Great Power's Public Security [1990]*

Jiang Xingyan, a police academy student who was at the bottom of her class, caught a robber by virtue of her strength and unexpectedly joined the criminal investigation team.

Every day, he was responsible for photocopying documents and answering phone calls, becoming part of the logistics team in a male-dominated criminal investigation unit.

Watching my former classmates working day and night on field assignments...

Actually, I'm not that envious. [Shrug]

Watering flowers and raising fish for a comfortable retirement—a secure job is truly enviable.

Until one day, she made eye contact with a suspect who had been arrested for three seconds, and her mind began to replay the victim's movements as he was murdered—

"My family's secret recipe for our signature roasted chicken must never be revealed to anyone," the suspect said, hiding in the deserted kitchen. He added a spoonful of water to the chicken, "Hehe, it enhances the aroma and tenderness. It's an ancestral secret recipe, and I won't tell anyone except my son."

Jiang Xingyan: ......

Although I can't be your son, I know you're not the murderer.

As she looked behind the handcuffed cook, a simple, honest-looking man met her gaze for three seconds, and the scene of the bloody crime flashed before her eyes—...

From that day on, cases such as the "Central Park female corpse case," the "Xinjingtang serial murder case," the "Nanhu rape-murder case," and the "couple jumping off a cliff case" were all solved with lightning speed.

She can even deduce details that the criminals themselves have forgotten, and she also has some wonderful "life tips".

'The secret to roasting sweet potatoes with honeycomb briquettes until they ooze oil'

'The specific meaning of a dialect slang term'

'Tips for maintaining balance by rolling a hoop'

How to distinguish between genuine and counterfeit RMB...

The National First-Class Merit Award Announcement, the International Criminal Police Exchange Conference, and crime interview programs transformed the bottom-ranked student at the police academy from a nobody to a police star who intimidates criminals.

Jiang Xingyan discovered that by making eye contact with the suspect for three seconds, she could see a retrospective of the suspect's movements when the victim was murdered.

Note: This excludes cases of mental illness.

Finally, one day, Jiang Xingyan stared at the famous Captain Lu of the criminal investigation team, who had been framed, for three seconds and realized that she could not see any trace of Captain Lu's whereabouts.

"No way..." Jiang Xingyan was troubled from then on.

Online help needed: How can I persuade my boss to see a psychologist? Urgent!

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