Chapter 453 Planning

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After the audio of the recorder was played, the doctor looked at Li Ang with burning eyes and said: "After that treatment, Dr. Emon Yuuto suspected whether Fukugami Plains suffered from multiple split personality.

In fact, modern Japanese people have more or less psychological problems.

Fushen Pingyuan is usually kind and helpful. Neighbors and colleagues think that he is a reliable and good person without any aggression.

Emon Yuuto combined drugs and psychological counseling to provide long-term guidance and treatment for Fukugami Plains to alleviate his condition. In later diaries, you can see that his mental condition is becoming more and more stable. "

Li Ang lowered his head and looked at the diary. It was indeed as the doctor said,

Fukugami Pingyuan's diary 13 years later, with clear and neat handwriting and a calm attitude

It’s just that after every migraine ends, I often find myself somewhere else, such as a shrine, home, or on the roadside.

Her family is very concerned about her, and her daughter is also worried about her father's condition, so the relationship between father and daughter has eased a lot.

And the frequency of migraines is decreasing.

In addition to recording noteworthy events each week, Fukugami Plains will also occasionally write poems, only one or two paragraphs at a time, from April 2014 to 19.5.10, the day before Fukugami Plains self-destructed.

The content of the poem is:

The birthplace of purple pigment,

The thief walking gracefully with a golden wand entwined with two snakes,

The white moon goddess Diana rises slowly in the night,

It shows that the father of the Constantine dynasty sadly passed away

The nine muses presented flowers for the occasion.

The first king who wore the southernmost crown of the Aegean Sea,

Jealous of the hero who plundered the Golden Fleece, he decided to embark on his own adventure.

Give gold coins to the ferryman of the River Styx,

Give the wooden horse to the ignorant Trojans,

To mediate the struggle between the charioteer and the bear,

Defeat the man-eating Minotaur,

Six-winged creatures with eyes all over their bodies and bodies sing "Holy" day and night.

He who wields the sword of fire demarcates his territory,

Among the earthly holy cities

mother of all sins

Turn mortals into chariots of gods

Groups of people crossed the river,

The baby born first is red and hairy

Pray for God’s help

Eventually upgraded to an angel carrying a spear on his back

But it invites revenge on the world of light

My Lord, I hope it's all worth it.

Li Ang frowned and read these poems over and over again. He closed the diary with a long sigh and said, "I can't understand it at all. What kind of bad poem is this."

"Fukugami Plains is not very good at artistic aesthetics and poetry creation."

The doctor nodded and said: "Although there is no description in the diary,

But in the real world, Miyoko, the God of Fortune, still often behaves strangely.

He went to Fukugamihara's company many times and made a big fuss, claiming that he was the murderer of Shion, Hideyori and his father, and that he wanted to use the power of Iki-no-Okami to curse him, which made Fukugamihara very embarrassed and painful.

We believe that it was his mother's madness that aggravated Fukugamihara's schizophrenia.

On one side is the rationality and peace of a long and peaceful life,

On one side, there is the hatred and disgust caused by painful memories.

Eventually causing him to completely lose his temper. "

"Is this so..."

Li Ang leaned forward, squinted his eyes and said, "Doctor, do you really think what Miyoko, the God of Fortune, said is true?

Fukugami Plains killed Shion, Hideyori, and his father,

Miyoko, the God of Fortune, can curse the Plain of Fortune through the ritual of the God of Fortune. "

The middle-aged police officer frowned and shouted: "Supernatural power? Don't be stupid! Do you think we are filming some second-rate TV series?

If you still can't provide us with useful information, I'll ask the doctor to inject you with medicine. "

"Haha, just kidding, just kidding."

Li Ang raised his hands to signal to relax, then his expression changed and he asked seriously: "So, doctor, do you think it was Pingyuan himself, the God of Fortune, or a certain personality in him that committed the murder case."

"this..."

There was a hesitant expression on the doctor's face, "I'm not sure..."

"Is it."

Li Ang smiled and said, "Okay, I have collected all the information you need."

The police officer suddenly stood up from his chair, "Do you know where Emon Shion is hiding?"

"I still do not know yet."

Li Ang shook his head, raised his arm, looked at the doctor and said, "Doctor, can you inject me with another tube of medicine? The same one you injected on my arm before."

"Um?"

The doctor was stunned when he heard this and said, "You know that after I inject the medicine, you may fall into a deep sleep. Let's change your personality, right?"

"I know."

Li Ang nodded calmly, "But only by returning to the memory of Fushen Plain can we find the final truth." The doctor seemed to be moved by Li Ang's determination. After hearing this, he pursed his lips, opened the metal box next to his hand, and took out the Disposable syringe and injection bottle containing light yellow medicine,

He stood up, came to Li Ang's side, and helped him roll up the sleeve of his right arm.

The next second, Li Ang's thumbs of both hands were dislocated and broken on the armrests of the chair with a click, and he was instantly freed from the handcuffs.

He grabbed the doctor with his right hand, pulled him in front of him, and strangled his neck with his right arm.

Snapped,

The injection bottle in the doctor's hand fell to the ground and shattered into glass shards.

"What are you doing?!"

When the incident happened suddenly, the police department stood up from the chair without hesitation, took out the pistol from the holster, released the safety, and pointed the black muzzle at Li Ang, "Put him down quickly! You madman!"

"What a smart Japanese person, what a beautiful Japanese dialect."

Li Ang praised,

He restrained the psychiatrist and slowly pinched the dislocated thumb back. He hid his head behind the doctor and looked at the police department with a smile.

"I forgot to tell you, as one of the personalities of Fu Shen Pingyuan, I, the Sichuan Sang people, gave me the nickname Chuan Wen. I am best at Wing Chun. Recently, a movie "Chuan Wen 4: The Battle of the Coffin" was released.

It is expected that there will be "Sichuan Question 5: Reincarnation in the Dirty Land" and "Sichuan Question 6: Comeback" in the future.

Even if I am using Fukugami Pingyuan's body now, I can still strangle his neck the moment you shoot. "

Li Ang tightened his arm slightly, and the doctor whose neck was strangled immediately turned purple, and stared at the police department with wide eyes.

The middle-aged police officer scolded the doctor, raised the muzzle of the gun, and pointed it at the ceiling. Li Ang also relaxed his arm, letting the doctor cough and gasp.

"Why,"

The police department stared at Li Ang and asked, "Didn't you say that you want to help our police find Emon Shion?"

"Yes, I want to help the police find Shion Emon."

Li Ang glanced at the interrogation room and said, "But what you represent is not the Geshan County Police.

And this is probably not the Geshan County Police Investigation Headquarters.

Don't get me wrong, I don't regard this house or this interrogation as a hallucination created in my mind.

You, the police department, and the doctor are not the second or third personalities in my mind. "

"What... do you mean by this?"

Li Ang sighed and said: "Under the crazy appearance of split personality, Fushen Pingyuan is a very sober and smart person.

He was deeply aware of his situation and once tried to save his family, but he was unable to prevent his family from destruction.

A long time ago, he had already planned this murder and kidnapping case with his intention to die.

And what I did was help him complete the final touches. "