svetikya Chapter 163
Chapter 163
Zhang Xing noticed that Director Gao was exhausted physically and mentally because of his physical injuries and the blow in his heart. His face was as pale as paper, his lips were purple, and his eyes revealed despair and fatigue.
Nighthawk then asked a few more questions, but Director Gao's voice was hoarse and low, full of powerlessness: "I... I really don't know..."
Every time he said a word, it was very laborious, and his voice gradually became a little unclear, and finally he could only make a few weak whimpers.
Zhang Xing frowned, knowing that Director Gao's condition was very dangerous at this time. He decided to end the interrogation as soon as possible to avoid accidents. So he waved to the staff of the National Security Escort Department next to him, indicating that they should take Director Gao out of the interrogation room.
The staff of the National Security Escort Department acted quickly, they carefully helped Director Gao up, and then helped him out of the interrogation room.
Director Gao's steps seemed very difficult. His legs were weak and he could hardly support his weight. The staff of the National Security Escort Department had to hold him tightly to prevent him from falling to the ground.
The escort car had already stopped at the door of the villa.
The escort car looked ordinary, but it was equipped with advanced safety equipment inside to ensure the safety of the escorted.
The staff of the National Security Escort Department gently put Director Gao into the car and made sure he sat in a comfortable position. At the same time, Lin Yingying, Xu Xian, and the female bodyguard had already been sent to the escort car.
As the door of the escort car slowly closed, the vehicle started and drove away from the scene.
The staff of the National Security Escort Department will send them all to the National Security Bureau for further investigation and processing.
The whole process was efficient and orderly, showing professionalism and high attention to the task.
Watching the escort car slowly driving out, Chihu showed some approval on his face, and suddenly clapped his hands and said:
"Oh, not bad!"
Chihu's sudden clapping made Zhang Xing and Ye Ying blink.
The next second, Chihu said with admiration:
"I suddenly found that this Gao, who has studied foreign languages with Lin Yingying for so many years, has a poor foreign language level, but his Chinese level is good. The dream scene he just described is very vivid and his writing is quite good, don't you think?"
As soon as Chihu finished speaking, Zhang Xing couldn't help shaking his head. At this time, Jing Ji came over from the other side. Zhang Xing had asked Jing Ji to contact the network engineering department of the bureau to check the locations of those geographical coordinates. Jing Ji must have got the results now.
So, Zhang Xing immediately walked to Jing Ji and chatted with her.
Ye Ying kicked Chihu in anger.
"You're so surprised. I thought you found some clues to the case!"
Chihu chuckled:
"No, it's just a church in a dream. What can I find? But then again, I still think it's a bit far-fetched."
Ye Ying frowned and said:
"Although it's a bit far-fetched, it can't be said that there is no trace at all. Have you heard of Freud?"
Chihu's eyes lit up:
"How can I not have heard of it? Isn't he a psychologist who specializes in analyzing dreams? When I was studying criminal investigation psychology at the Police Academy, the lecturer mentioned him."
Ye Ying blinked and asked:
"Have you read the book written by the old man?"
Chihu sighed helplessly:
"Of course I have read it, but the courses in the Police Academy were too tight and the training tasks were too heavy, so I didn't study it in depth. By the way, what did the old man say in that book?"
Ye Ying said with a little ridicule:
"Hey, It seems that your psychology teacher at the police academy didn't teach you either. Well, I'll teach you today. The book written by old Freud is called "The Interpretation of Dreams". In his book, he has made a detailed analysis that dreaming has a scientific basis. In the process of dreaming, the brain is actually still active. "
"Everything that people see and feel in dreams, breathing, tears, pain and joy, are not meaningless. Everything is your subconscious mind. Simply put, all dreams can be compared with some real psychological activities."
"And any dream has a visible image and a hidden image. The visible image is the surface of the dream. Simply put, it is the content that people can remember and describe, similar to a mask, and the hidden image is the essential content of the dream, which is the reality reflected in the dream, similar to the real desire covered by the mask."
When Nighthawk said this, not to mention Chihu was surprised, even Zhang Xing was a little surprised.
I didn't expect that Nighthawk, who usually loves to play games and has been single for more than 20 years, seems toHe is quite knowledgeable about philosophy and psychology.
Chihu was quite shocked and praised him generously:
"Fuck! I didn't expect you to be quite knowledgeable about criminal psychology, Yeying. To be honest, after working with you for so long, this is the first time I have felt a sense of brilliance from you."
Chihu's words made Yeying feel very satisfied and proud. The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a smug smile.
He reached out and patted Chihu's shoulder gently, saying:
"Let me tell you, I still have many skill packages that you don't know about! Criminal psychology is just one of them, and it's just a small skill package. How about it? Are you interested in learning more skill packages from me in the future?"
Although Chihu is a bit arrogant, he also has a great advantage - he is thick-skinned, has no airs, and is very studious.
Even though Yeying's words were slightly provocative and arrogant, Chihu still showed great interest and curiosity.
He asked expectantly, "Brother, you are my brother, so besides criminal psychology, what other skills do you have?"
Seeing Chihu's humble and eager attitude, Yeying was secretly delighted. He smiled deliberately, and then made a gesture to Chihu that he wanted to smoke, indicating that he needed to smoke a cigarette before continuing.
Chihu understood, and quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Yeying respectfully.
"It's not Huazi!" Yeying glanced at the wrinkled cigarette in Chihu's hand, frowned slightly, and shook his head in disappointment, "How should I put it? It's a bit cheap."
Chihu smiled awkwardly, but muttered in his heart: "This guy actually dislikes my cigarettes."
But he couldn't show it, just smiled and said, "Sorry, I don't smoke much, so I didn't prepare any good cigarettes."
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