Became a vicious male mother

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After a few brief meetings with the suspect.

Gu Xinglan worked late into the night, sketching profiles of suspects on blank paper.

Li Hetai, male, 27 years old, from Jiangtong, registered in Wushui, joined the Li Group at the age of 18. He has an outstanding appearance and a sense of distance at first glance. He is friendly when you get to know him, but when you get to know him properly, he is more indifferent and scrutinizing... There is also a special case when you are facing him.

This person seemed to know that his identity was not simple.

Team Leader Jiang said that the suspect had already identified several undercover agents and warned him not to make any rash moves.

The problem is that Lai Ho-Tai also knows that he is an undercover agent.

Gu Xinglan lowered her eyes, her gaze sweeping from top to bottom as she carefully examined the things she had analyzed.

These alone are not enough to fully understand Li Hetai; he needs to get closer to him on a deeper level, ideally by observing Li Hetai's daily behavior.

In the following days, things returned to normal.

Gu Xinglan followed Yang Wen on his medical rounds and saw many people suffering from mental illnesses.

Physical injuries can be treated with medication, but mental illnesses require self-control. There are very few successful cases where they can completely cure patients.

Unless everyone has a sympathetic doctor who can listen to the patient's complaints and comfort them anytime, anywhere.

When he returned to the clinic after finishing his work outside, his teacher had returned from abroad.

His doctor, Dr. Huang, is not only a senior doctor at the hospital but also a university professor.

"Xinglan, come here quickly and pour tea for the guests," the old man called out kindly.

"immediately."

Gu Xinglan glanced at the people sitting on the sofa.

It was Li Hetai; nine times out of ten, he came to consult about insomnia. Yang Wen had complained to him about the suspect's strange insomnia several times.

The teacup was placed steadily on the table. Gu Xinglan was about to follow Yang Wen to continue working outside when the old man called out to her, "You stay here, I'll let your senior brother go over by himself."

Upon hearing this, Gu Xinglan obediently sat down next to the teacher.

"This is the chairman of the Li Group, a young and promising man, only three years older than you..."

The old man faced him and introduced Li Hetai to him. He was confused and did not know what his teacher meant by saying this.

With a vague sense of foreboding in her heart, Gu Xinglan quietly looked up and met the eyes of the person opposite her.

Their eyes met, and the next second he heard the old man say earnestly, "President Li has severe insomnia and hasn't slept well for two weeks. For the next few weeks, you will go directly to President Li's office to report for duty and help me record his condition. After this is over, you will be officially promoted."

"Mr. Li, what about you? What do you think?"

The old man adjusted his glasses. “With my old bones, I still have to fly around. If it really doesn’t work out, I’ll cancel my other plans and take care of you.”

"No need, we'll do as you arrange. Thank you, Mr. Huang."

Li Hetai raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression as humble and gentle as someone who admired an old man.

Gu Xinglan saw this and was shocked. Her lowered eyes widened slightly.

Is it really possible for something to fall from the sky like a pie?

When Li Hetai invited her into the car, Gu Xinglan was still in a daze.

The car air freshener slowly drifted around the two of them.

The person beside him remained silent for a long time before turning to look at him. "Dr. Gu? Are you alright?"

He shook his head. "It's alright."

"..."

Gu Xinglan in the car was completely different from how agile she was when they first met.

Upon arriving at the Li Group headquarters, Li Hetai asked, "Does Dr. Gu have a shuttle bus?"

"not yet."

He didn't buy a car. Yang Wen would drive him around, or he would ride a shared bike. He didn't even have an electric motorcycle, let alone a car.

Registering a car in Wushui is very expensive, and I don't have the money.

"Here are the car keys. The car is in the parking lot in the basement." The black car keys were presented in Li Hetai's palm. They were shiny black and clearly belonged to a luxury car.

"Here, you can use it."

Li Hetai's lips curled up slightly, but upon closer inspection, the smile in his eyes vanished, leaving them completely expressionless.

Gu Xinglan didn't stand on ceremony and took it directly.

Not just cars, but also houses.

They left the hospital at noon. Li Hetai was busy with work, so he stayed in the small office at headquarters, where he could see Li Hetai just by looking up.

"Since you're going to help me with my treatment, come and stay with me temporarily. Let's take your fingerprints first."

When he got home that evening, Li Hetai led him inside and pressed his finger several times on the fingerprint scanner.

The high-rise apartment offers panoramic views of Wushui's various landscapes. Looking towards the Wushui River, the banks are ablaze with lights, neon lights reflected on the water, turning the river into a kaleidoscope of colors, and the cruise ships are also adorned with dazzling decorations.

Having never seen such a sight before, Gu Xinglan suddenly had two words swirling in her mind: rich.

It was just a thought that flashed through my mind for half a second.

Lai Ho-Tai's home is very clean and beautifully designed, but there's nothing I can analyze about it.

In the middle of the night, Gu Xinglan, wearing pajamas and carrying a shoulder bag, walked to the black zinc alloy door.

The room door used a fingerprint sensor. He stared at it for a while before tentatively pressing his finger down.

As expected, it failed.

This door is not connected to the outside door, meaning he can only open the outside door, not the others. To collect evidence, he needs to crack the smart lock.

The beeping sound rang out twice rapidly, extremely abrupt in the quiet environment.

Gu Xinglan quickly knocked on the door, drowning out the sound of the failed fingerprint scan.

Unfortunately, the door remained closed.

As the clock slowly struck one in the morning, the restless thoughts in her heart began to resurface. Gu Xinglan lowered her head, her eyes turning languidly to the dark passageway beside her.

Now is the best time for him to look for clues.

No, wait three more minutes. If the door still doesn't open in three minutes, he can go and explore the surroundings.

There was a tiny camera in the living room, and the two corners near the terrace were blind spots. Gu Xinglan wanted to pretend to go to the kitchen to get water, so she could check if there were any other cameras and memorize all the blind spots.

There are only two paths from the room to the kitchen, and he took the longest one.

There was no blind spot in the passageway, so Gu Xinglan tiptoed slowly to the kitchen.

There's also a small living room here, which is huge and incredibly luxuriously decorated.

Gu Xinglan opened the refrigerator, pretending to look for a drink, and found the freezer compartment from the top of the refrigerator.

Originally, he just wanted to use the gap between his pants to look down and see if there were other passages he could take.

Unexpectedly, there were dozens of pieces of meat hidden in the freezer compartment, with a light white frost on them, and cold air kept coming out, making my hands turn red from the cold.

He touched it with trembling hands.

Suddenly, the words Jiang had said to him echoed in his mind.

Many of the people who came to investigate Li Hetai died in the meat processing plant's freezers, and they were discovered several weeks ago.

"Doctor Gu."

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

The sound of slippers stepping on the floor grew louder as it approached and then faded into the distance.

Gu Xinglan's heart pounded, and she quickly stuffed the freezer back in.

When Li Hetai arrived, he saw Gu Xinglan with her face flushed, bending over in front of the refrigerator.

Li Hetai, wrapped in a bath towel, was steaming hot, with strands of water still dripping from his hair. His eyes gradually darkened as he walked behind Gu Xinglan and took a red soda can from the refrigerator.

"Mr. Gu, your posture is putting me in a difficult position."

"I'm sorry, I came here looking for something to eat... I'm hungry." Gu Xinglan bent over, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

This is true; he didn't eat lunch or dinner.

At 2 a.m., the robot truck carrying takeout food stopped outside the door.

Gu Xinglan was so sleepy that she drank coffee on an empty stomach and used a smart device to record Li Hetai's condition.

He was responsible not only for recording data, but also for providing pre-sleep massages.

"Bring the takeout over," Li Hetai said.

Gu Xinglan, who was groaning, was instantly jolted awake and resignedly ran out to get her things.