Chapter 149: Sense of Security

Amidst the wailing of police sirens, Chen Shan was escorted into the police car.

On the way back, Zhong Kui looked out the car window and suddenly said leisurely: "Ask whatever questions you want to ask."

Qi Fei had been wanting to speak but holding back for a long time.

"Then I'll ask. Don't use that fortune-telling stuff to brush me off." Qi Fei gripped the steering wheel and glanced at Zhong Kui quickly.

"So that's it." Zhong Kui smiled slightly. Before Qi Fei could speak, she already knew what he was going to ask and said, "Actually, it's very simple. I just transferred five million in cash to his account. If he wanted to withdraw it, he had to go through the bank's fingerprint verification.

I saw a medical certificate issued by Nancheng Hospital in his home, which had already expired. People are prone to path dependency. Since he is so greedy, he would definitely rush to the hospital to get a certificate without hesitation.

I left a note for the bank saying that if he didn't withdraw it yesterday, the transfer would be canceled.

Of course, he would throw himself into the trap at Nancheng Hospital."

Qi Fei felt a tightness in his chest upon hearing this. This method was all too familiar—Ying Shuigen had also been killed by a venomous snake after his greed was exploited.

However, when he thought to this point, his brain uncontrollably began to experience brain fog, as if he had suddenly entered a forest that made people lose their way, unable to continue thinking about anything.

Zhong Kui's voice from the side was ethereal: "If we don't turn now, we're going to take the long way, aren't we?"

Her words pulled him back from his lost thoughts to reality, but it also seemed to pull him from a correct direction to an irrelevant fork in the road...

Qi Fei looked at Zhong Kui beside him, puzzled. A few drops of rain fell, and the car's windshield wipers automatically started.

The light and shadow of the passing streetlights made Zhong Kui's face flicker between light and dark.

"What are you looking at?" Zhong Kui asked, her gaze fixed ahead.

"Why, you feel a bit like a stranger..." Qi Fei muttered.

"Perhaps, it's just that the snake shadow of Jiangting Island has weakened your sense of security?" Zhong Kui's bright red lips curled slightly.

Qi Fei stopped thinking about it, and the car drove toward the police station in the light rain of Nancheng...

When Zhong Kui's high heels clicked on the marble floor of the top floor of the Qi Group, Qi Dongjun stopped his pen. The heavy rain wove into a water curtain on the floor-to-ceiling window, and the ring on his ring finger revealed an uncertain light.

Qi Dongjun took off his glasses and looked at the woman who had suddenly appeared: "You're the one who made the appointment with me?"

"That's right."

"You said you were a friend of Xi He?"

"That's right."

Qi Dongjun laughed after hearing this: "I'm sorry, but if you talk like that, I'm going to have to show you the door."

Zhong Kui seemed to have anticipated Qi Dongjun's reaction. She took a marble from her pocket and placed it steadily on Qi Dongjun's desk.

The window light shone on the marble, forming a dazzling spot of light on the desk.

The spot of light fell into Qi Dongjun's eyes, causing ripples, and he was almost moved to tears with excitement.

"Who on earth are you?"

"Does President Qi have time to listen to a story? A story about Xi He." Zhong Kui's light-colored pupils were as cold as frost, staring at the person in front of her.

Qi Dongjun sat down again: "Of course. I have rescheduled everything for the afternoon; I have plenty of time." With a look, Lu Man left tacitly and closed the office door.

Zhong Kui sat elegantly opposite Qi Dongjun, took out a hair tie to tie her long black hair behind her head, and took out a pair of rimless glasses from her bag and put them on. She exhaled lightly: "Heh, that's much more comfortable."

As she spoke, she extended her fair hand: "Let's formally introduce ourselves. Zhong Xiaoyu, Ph. D. in Psychology from Stanford University, Xi He's former attending physician."

"Impossible. You are not among the doctors I hired." Qi Dongjun's suspicion was unreserved.

Zhong Xiaoyu chuckled: "Of course. I took over Xi He's case in the year XX. I think by then, he had already fled Nancheng. I came today to help you fill in the blank years of Xi He."

"So, he went to Baicheng..."

"Yes. I knew nothing about his time in Nancheng, just as you knew nothing about his later years."

"What did he go to Baicheng for?"

"To find me." Zhong Xiaoyu pushed her glasses and said.

"You know each other?" Qi Dongjun couldn't help but be puzzled. In the eighteen years he had been watching Xi He, he had never seen this woman before.

"Of course not. He read my book." Zhong Xiaoyu said, pushing a book to Qi Dongjun's side. Qi Dongjun looked at it, and the title read: "The Fractured Illusion: The Boundaries of Psychological Defense."

"He brought my book to me and expressed his agreement and appreciation for the views in this book without reservation. However, for me, I was more concerned with his demeanor. Although he appeared decent and quick-witted, the intelligence and emotional quotient he displayed far exceeded that of ordinary people, but..." Zhong Xiaoyu's eyes behind the lenses suddenly looked at Qi Dongjun. "This made me have to be on guard. This person had a serious illness that ordinary psychological patients could not reach. I tested him. Once I challenged his point of view, he showed his true colors. This person with extreme control issues could not tolerate this provocation. His calm demeanor began to become flustered, and he even knocked over the water cup I handed him.

Despite this, she was still attracted by his confidence. This was a confidence that could rival her own, but in the depths of those seemingly shining eyes, there was a bottomless gloom that she subconsciously ignored.

He was so confident that he didn't even hide his name. He said his name was Xi He. Xi He..."

When he heard this, Qi Dongjun trembled. It had been too long since he had heard this name from the mouth of a stranger.

"Xi He..." Zhong Xiaoyu repeated. "What a nice name, very poetic... I don't know which genius parents gave him such a name, just like his beautiful skin, as if everything is practicing the eternal truth of this world—the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is.

At that time, I thought I understood all the truths in this world and thought I had enough expectations for this person—she knew that the more brilliant such a person looked, the more difficult a severe patient they were to deal with.

When he knocked over the water cup, I realized that the person in front of me didn't just come to express his admiration for me. This high-functioning antisocial personality considers himself the master of everything. He is his own god, and gods do not show weakness.

Even so, I knew that the depths of his heart were being tormented by pain. He saw my book, which gave him the possibility of being saved.

He couldn't send me a clear call for help, so he could only attract my attention by expressing his approval of my work." ===== CHAPTER 150 =====