Apartamento 602 devorador de hombres

Capítulo 6

"Didn't I just say that when you sleep, your brain doesn't really rest? A part of it is still active. It's just that your energy and spirit are weak in dreams. It can only give you some memory and thinking, but it can't really control your actions."

"Then whose spirit do you think has come to me?" Wenshan's attitude had completely shifted from confrontation to cooperation.

"The stolen body," Lu Kang said with certainty.

"Ah—why him?"

"Because this essence and spirit cannot be possessed by just anyone; one must have a close relationship with it or have some unusual contact with it."

“But I don’t know this Feng Xinhua. I swear I’ve never seen him before, not even when he was alive. I only saw him once after he died. There were many other people who saw him at the same time as me. Why was I the one who was singled out?” Wenshan protested.

"Have you forgotten? Your blood donation that time?" Lu Kang pointed out the obvious.

"Ah—" Wenshan exclaimed, "Why am I so unlucky? My good deeds have no reward."

"Don't worry, your kindness will be rewarded. Besides, he won't harm you. I suspect that Feng Xinhua's death was unjust, something he couldn't let go of after his death. Maybe he used your body to find the murderer, and you'll make a great contribution and rise to prominence." Lu Kang joked.

“No wonder—” Wenshan seemed to be talking to himself.

"What?" Lu Kang pressed, "What's so strange about it?"

“It only happened in the last two days,” so Wenshan told Lu Kang about his dreams about the apartment building over the past two days. This time, he didn’t hold back and told him everything about the shoe prints on the door sill and Zhao Fenqiang.

After listening attentively, Lu Kang pondered for a long time before saying, "So it's basically confirmed that you were sleepwalking. This shoe print is yours. Think about it, if it were someone else's, how did he get in? The door lock was intact. Even if he's highly skilled, he must have something to do with coming into your house every day. Why would he just stand at the door for a moment?"

"Yes, why didn't I think of that? I never even thought to look at the soles of my shoes. Sigh, I can't even recognize my own footprints. How stupid of me," Wenshan said in frustration.

"That Dr. Zhao is quite obvious. The deceased probably blamed Dr. Zhao for his death, believing that the doctor killed him. That makes no sense."

"So you're the smartest one. Even if you don't study surgery or psychiatry, you can't kill someone with mental illness," Wenshan couldn't resist adding a joke.

Lu Kang smiled.

Wenshan then remembered the dream and said, "But there's still one door we don't know where it is. It's the one I dreamed about at the beginning."

"Based on my speculation, that door is likely the deceased's home. Because the first thing the dead usually think of is going home," Lu Kang said.

"Yeah—" Wenshan slapped his thigh suddenly, realizing, "How come I never thought of this? It would be easy to find out about his family if I went to the hospital for a checkup."

"I'm just speculating; I need to verify it myself to believe it."

"Of course, it's all about a scientific attitude. We police officers also rely on evidence. Same principle, same principle, haha," Wenshan said, feeling much more relaxed after untangling the knots in his heart.

Seeing Wenshan's expression, Lu Kang turned to Wenshan in a serious tone and said, "Don't be happy yet. What we've said today is all speculation. There's no evidence at the moment."

"The evidence is easy to obtain. I'll go back and check the records, and I'll know once I make the trip," Wenshan said nonchalantly.

“Even if you find evidence, it won’t help. To be honest, I’m just trying to find a more reasonable explanation for your situation. Even if it’s all correct, I have no solution, and your sleepwalking will continue,” Lu Kang said helplessly, spreading his hands.

Upon hearing this, Wenshan immediately deflated like a punctured balloon, and said in a huff, "You're a doctor, after all. What kind of doctor finds the source of the disease but doesn't know how to treat it?"

"But I will find a way, I need your cooperation."

"Speak," Wenshan said weakly.

"I need to conduct research on your sleepwalking, assuming you are actually sleepwalking."

"Of course, how do you want me to cooperate?"

"By the way, is your sister-in-law home?" Lu Kang suddenly asked.

---Magpie Bridge Fairy

Reply [12]: "Ah—it's over." Wenshan suddenly realized something after being asked this question. "She's coming back from her business trip today. We agreed to pick her up at the airport this afternoon. What time is it now? 6:15? Oh no, only half an hour left. I don't know if I can make it. Okay, I won't say anymore. I'll talk to her after I pick her up. You can tell me how you want me to cooperate, or... By the way, you have a car, right? Come on, come on, you drive me to the airport. That way we can make it and we can chat in the car. Hurry up, hurry up..."

Lu Kang was both amused and exasperated, so he hurriedly grabbed the car keys and followed Wen Shan out the door.

six

The car sped along the highway to the airport, with Wenshan constantly urging Lu Kang to hurry up. Lu Kang, both amused and annoyed, said, "What's the rush? We'll be there in half an hour. You definitely won't miss picking up your sister-in-law. Hey? You seem quite afraid of your wife, or are you just impatient because of the honeymoon?" Wenshan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Bullshit, this is called being in love. What's with the fear?"

The car quickly passed through the special economic zone border. Wenshan checked his watch, finally feeling a bit more at ease. Remembering the conversation that had just ended, he asked, "Lu Kang, why did you suddenly ask if my wife was home? Is this also related to my wife?"

Lu Kang didn't look at him, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "The cooperation I mentioned is right here. I want to conduct a follow-up investigation into your behavior while sleepwalking. It wouldn't be convenient if your sister-in-law were home. And you haven't decided whether to tell her about yourself, have you?"

"Yes, so do you think I should tell her? I'm afraid she'll be scared and then wash me with that fishy pomelo leaf water again."

"Well, I think it's necessary to keep it from her for now, to avoid any unforeseen complications. Have you thought about how you plan to get her to move out for a day or two?"

"That's a bit difficult. She could stay at her friend's house for a day or two, but what excuse can we come up with? Hmm..." Wen Shan pondered for a moment, then looked at Lu Kang, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "I've got it! Doesn't she know your profession? I'll say that we're working on a case, and the opponent is a schizophrenic patient, very dangerous. He lives in a building right across from mine, so I can use my apartment to monitor him day and night. Therefore, we have to work at night. As a police officer's family member, we should be understanding and make a small sacrifice. How about that? Haha..." Wen Shan finished speaking and laughed smugly.

Lu Kang smiled and nodded approvingly, saying, "Not bad, not bad. It seems you're quite good at lying to your wife. Have you been cheating on her a lot?"

"Hey, I'm a Party member, how could I do that kind of thing? But as for occasionally lying to my wife, it's all in good intentions. Women are all about coaxing and deceiving, right? As long as she's happy, I have a lot more peace and quiet. You wouldn't understand since you're not married."

"That's not necessarily true. I study psychology, so I'm not necessarily less knowledgeable about these things than you are."

"That's not necessarily true. Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth. That's what Mr. Deng said. No matter how much truth you have, it still has to be tested by my practice."

Lu Kang nodded in agreement, "By the way, after I drop you off, I need to go back and prepare some equipment. Have a good meal with your sister-in-law, and give me a call after you've seen her off."

"OK".

Almost as soon as Wenshan rushed to the arrival gate, Wang Yu was also pulling her suitcase out. After Lu Kang drove the young couple home, he drove away.

When Wang Yu entered the house, he found the living room in a mess. Blankets and pillows were piled on the sofa, and a wine bottle lay overturned on the coffee table. The whole house reeked of alcohol. He couldn't help but frown. "What's going on? I've only been gone for three days, and the house looks like it was visited by Japanese devils."