In his previous life, Zhou Fan, as a criminal policeman, encountered a serial murder case. The serial killer was an invading place criminal. He liked to sneak into the houses of single residents and then dig out the victim's heart and take it away.

Before the investigation team was established, the murderer killed three people in succession with the same method, which caused great panic in the local area.

Zhou Fan and his colleagues spent a lot of time and energy to arrest the prisoner with difficulty.

What everyone was surprised at that time was that before they caught the criminal, they wrote many psychological profile portraits to the criminal, but in the end they caught the person and found that none of them matched them.

The criminal was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He had a gentle face, looked harmless and helpful. When he caught him, all his neighbors could not believe it.

But in the face of ironclad evidence, the interrogation was not difficult. The serial murderer smiled gently and told everything that he did not hide.

Whether it was explaining the motive for the murder or the bloody details of the murder, he kept smiling on his face and talking to Zhou Fan and the others in a calm tone.

Zhou Fan read a lot of case information when he was at the police academy and analyzed the prisoners' psychology. After graduation, he solved many criminal cases and contacted many prisoners.

But there are few who are like the heart-digging prisoner who impressed him so deeply. His smile was not disguised. He really had no fear of everything, including death, and even did not care about being caught.

A gentle smile always hangs on his face, and he keeps laughing, which makes Zhou Fan feel heartbroken.

The smile on Dr. Zhang He and Zhang's face just now gave Zhou Fan the same feeling.

Is this an illusion?

Zhou Fan shook his head, not thinking that this was an illusion. When Zhang He asked him to turn around and check the back of his head just now.

Zhou Fan felt a feeling of being peeped, far more than the fear he had when he was stared at by a ghost when he was weak. This was a very disgusting feeling, just like stomach acid would surge up at any time.

Zhou Fan's intuition is very useful and he never makes mistakes. When he was a criminal policeman in his previous life, this intuition helped him a lot in his work.

Therefore, when Zhou Fan turned his back to Zhang He, his spirit was always tense, and he kept his whole body and mind behind him, guarding against Zhang He.

Zhang He must have a big problem. If it weren't for Zhou Fan's intuition being a criminal policeman, it would be difficult to detect Zhang He's problems.

Zhang He must have had any intention of him, and even the injury he suffered was related to Zhang He, but Zhang He said that he was injured by a fall...

Thinking of this, Zhou Fan frowned. His parents said he was injured. Zhang He also said so. Then both parties must have agreed in advance.

Will your parents have problems?

Zhou Fangang thought this way, and he quickly denied this idea. From the past few days of getting along, his parents' good deeds to him were obvious, and this would never be fake.

It is very likely that his parents were deceived by Zhang He and thus deceived her with Zhang He.

But I still can't figure out why my parents lie about the reason for his injury?

What exactly was he injured? What was the situation when the injury was injured?

When Zhou Fan was thinking this way, he reached out to touch the scar on the back of his head. The scar was almost healed without any trace.

His eyebrows were frowning into a tumbling brow, as if there was a fog that always enveloped his body. He reached out to him, but it was difficult to touch the fog's entity.

In the evening, when Zhou Yimu and his wife were about to return, Zhou Fan finished their day of training and returned from the backyard to the front of the house. He first chatted with Zhou Yimu for a few words, turned around and went into the kitchen to help his mother Guifeng cook.

After the meal was ready, the family of three sat down to have a meal.

Zhou Fan glanced at Zhou Yimu and the others. He took a bite of the rice with chopsticks, swallowed it and said casually: "Doctor Zhang comes to his house today."

The three words "Doctor Zhang" mentioned by Zhou Fan seemed to have some magic power. Zhou Yimu and Gui Feng's actions were paused slightly, and Zhou Fan saw all of this.

Gui Feng looked at Zhou Fan with concern and asked, "Doctor Zhang is here to treat you, what did he say?"

My mother Guifeng looked a little nervous. Zhou Fan made this judgment in her heart. He smiled and said, "Doctor Zhang said I'm fine."

"It's fine." Gui Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and her face relaxed a lot.

Zhou Yimu was silent as before, but under Zhou Fan's observation, the body of this somewhat dull father also relaxed, not as stiff as before, straightened his back.

"Just Dr. Zhang said..." Zhou Fan paused when he said this, but his eyes were still staring at Zhou Yimu and Guifeng.

"What else did he say?" Gui Feng's face became nervous again, with a hint of worry.

Zhou Yimu was also looking at Zhou Fan with a sad look in his eyes.

"He said that if he feels uncomfortable in his head in the future, he must go and find him quickly." Zhou Fan's face showed a look of confusion, "But I have healed this little injury, how can I feel uncomfortable? He said so strangely."

"Afan, it's not a minor injury to fall into your head. If you feel uncomfortable, you have to tell your mother and father that we will go and invite Dr. Zhang again." Gui Feng reminded him urgently.

"Mom, I understand." Zhou Fan's eyes drooped slightly, and he blinked and replied, either a minor injury, or a very serious injury, even endangering his life at that time. How could a "fall" cause a person to seriously injure?

"Okay, Afan has already tied his hair, he is not a child anymore, he will be able to be sensible." Zhou Yimu glanced at Guifeng and told her not to be nervous.

Gui Feng did not talk about this anymore, but looked at Zhou Yimu and asked: "Afan is about to go to the patrol team. How are you looking for what you are looking for for Afan?"

Zhou Yimu swallowed the rice in his mouth and said, "I found a few alternatives, but I was not satisfied with it. I didn't buy it. The best one is already a little bit arrogant. The other party is not willing to sell it. Let's go to talk to him tomorrow, and he will always agree to me."

"If it really doesn't work, then buy one from the alternative. You can't let Afan enter the patrol team with no hands." Gui Feng persuaded him with some worries.

Zhou Yimu said: "Don't worry, I know it, but it's still the best. With it, Afan will enter the patrol team and I will feel at ease."

Zhou Fan did not interfere in the conversation between his parents, and he was still thinking about the injury of his predecessor.

But Zhou Fan did not ask questions directly because his parents deliberately concealed him, even if they questioned him, it might not be useful. And the most terrifying situation is that he might not be able to ask the truth, and maybe his parents would tell Zhang He about this.
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