"What does this have to do with truck drivers?"
Officer An wondered, but I did have some ideas.
I said, "Maybe I didn't have a split personality or hallucination for no reason, because I subconsciously knew that the truck driver must know something, and he was an important clue, an important person." ” Wang Ying nodded seriously, and her hair flicked twice.
Right now, three of us amateur psychoanalysts are trying to figure out something closer to the truth from my hallucinations.
Let's start with Officer An, who is the least talented in this area, and only analyzes one conclusion, that is, I have been too nervous in the past two days.
And then it was on my own, and I finally figured out the reason for the emergence of this illusion and the psychology of doubting everything.
First of all, it was the policeman who told me that the investigation was inconclusive, and there were no clues left by the suspect with multiple personalities in the broken building, so I thought that Xiaoxue might have some problems.
Coupled with the fact that I had been reminded that Xiaoxue had lied to me and lied to me, I naturally thought that she had lied to me again.
In addition, some people have told me that Sister Su can't believe it, and she doesn't want to help me, so I can't even believe her.
"This person who has had these influences on you, I think is the one who drove you crazy step by step."
Wang Ying said with great certainty, "This person is likely to have other effects on you, and you don't realize it yourself, if you continue like this, you are likely to really go crazy." ” "This person is," Officer An said cautiously.
I continued with his words, "It's Sanhua Face, everything has to do with him, he's trying to mess my head up."
I remember that he seemed to say that he wanted to turn me into a completely new person and explore my potential, but I didn't care about it at the time, so I didn't take it to heart. ” "It seems that he is really trying to drive you crazy in some kind of psychological suggestion."
Wang Ying frowned tightly.
"When I was hallucinating, that Sister Su also reminded me that turning a person into a madman is actually very simple, you just need to gently push him behind the back, and the other party is to use Xiaoxue to mess up my brain, drive me crazy, and let me drive a highway with no exit."
After saying this, even I couldn't help but gasp.
These are all things that Sanhua Face once hinted at to me.
"But why did Sanhua Face do this, if Xiaoxue knows something he wants to know, then he doesn't have to drive you crazy, these seem to be two things."
Wang Ying was very confused, I can't explain this question, but there must be some kind of connection that I don't know.
Officer An said that he thought Sanhua was a madman, but he didn't think he had multiple personalities.
I'll let him elaborate.
"After all, we've all seen that guy with multiple personalities, that guy has a beard, which is completely different from Sanhua's face, and the little boy in the corridor is also different from Sanhua's face.
So it won't be a three-flower face.
Officer An said.
I nodded, agreeing with him, but I always felt that something was wrong.
There was a knock on the door, and the three of us half-witted "psychoanalysts" immediately stopped talking.
"The truck driver is here and taking notes."
A young female police officer said to the three of us.
The three of us exchanged glances, and immediately followed the female police officer out, she asked us to wait in another office first, and then let us talk to the truck driver alone, I know that this is also a privilege for us, it is the care of Brother Li or Lao Zheng.
As I walked to the makeshift waiting room, I saw a middle-aged man in the hallway, wearing an old pair of high-top cotton leather shoes and a dark blue jacket with a lot of oil stains.
His appearance is very popular, the kind that falls into the crowd and is completely featureless, his expression is very wooden, as if he has not slept all night, his eyes are blank, his face seems to have not been washed for three days, his hair is oily, he leans against the wall and picks at his nails, and the nails are full of black mud.
As I passed him, I could smell a mixture of motor oil and hair oil, and for a moment I really thought this guy was the truck driver.
But the female officer had already said that the truck driver was being questioned, so this person should be nobody.
After walking past him, I couldn't help but look back at him, and found that he was also secretly looking at me, as if to remind me of something, as if to say to me: "I am the one who drove the truck last night, and the one you caught is just a substitute for death" "Hadron" Officer An gently touched my arm.
"Yes" "What do you think?"
he said.
I came back to my senses, quickly shook my head and said it was nothing, I was distracted just now, and then walked into the house.
The three of us waited in the house for about twenty minutes, and someone pushed the door open and walked in, and a strong black man walked in, who must have been the truck driver.
He wore a dark gray jacket with dirty cuffs and motor oil on his pants.
He was joined by another male police officer, and another person.
The man walked at the back, completely blocked by the truck driver, and it wasn't until they all entered the house and stood in front of us that I recognized the man at the back who was the one I had seen in the hallway.
Now that I understand that that person is either a friend or family member of the truck driver, or a partner of the truck driver, I know that some long-distance trucks will have two drivers who take turns driving, so that people can rest the car and be more efficient.
Obviously, the truck driver's partner wasn't questioned, and I don't know why.
Since we couldn't see the truck driver being questioned, the officer told us a little bit.
The truck driver didn't know anything, he didn't remember what he had hit or who, so he didn't slow down, and after receiving the call, he also checked his car, and there was no blood, and there was nothing abnormal on the front of the car, under the chassis.
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But he doesn't admit that it doesn't mean that nothing really happened, so after he meets with us, he will continue to be interrogated, I guess this time, he will use some other means to make him tell the truth, there must be a lie detector or something, after all, what is clearly shown in the video, the truck did hit Xiaoxue.
I asked the policeman to wait outside, and he hesitated and went out anyway.
Officer An sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, Wang Ying sat on the chair behind the desk, I leaned against the edge of the table, and the two drivers stood in the middle of the room.
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