eurekapd Chapter 123
Chapter 123
Chen Xue and Zhang exchanged a glance. Where could Mu Mian be? Surely she wouldn't be childish enough to hide in a closet like Yuanyuan and the others? Then they realized their thinking was limited - Mu Mian very well could be in there.
After Zhang and the others left, only Fang Rui remained in the room.
He walked to the closet and noticed a bread bag on the floor. He smiled, realizing Mu Mian probably hadn't gone hungry.
Fang Rui knocked on the closet door. No response.
He knocked again.
"Fang Rui, you're knocking on the wrong one. It's the closet on this side," Mu Mian said softly. "That one's full of files, I couldn't fit. My legs were going numb so I switched sides."
Fang Rui opened the closet to find Mu Mian curled up inside, clutching a small pink bag - a gift from Jiang Yun that she had thrown away in front of her sister, but later secretly retrieved from the garbage downstairs after much
"I can see that." Mu Mian was starting to not need her anymore. Shen Xiyin felt both gratified and a little sad.
"So you support them being together?"
"I support all of Little Mian's choices." That's why even knowing Mu Mian would certainly be disappointed after finding Jiang Yun, she still didn't stop her.
With Fang Rui's comfort, Mu Mian quickly composed herself.
"Chen Xue, I'm sorry. I heard you calling me, but I was thinking things through and couldn't respond."
Zhang muttered quietly, "But you responded to the boss, and he didn't even say anything, just knocked on the closet."
"..."
"It's okay, I was mainly worried something had happened to you. Next time, let me know in advance."
"Chen Xue, what could happen to me? I'm very cautious and won't easily have accidents."
"..." Zhang remembered the photo with the big X drawn on it. The accidents Mu Mian could have were far from ordinary!
Learning that Shen Xiyin was skilled in art therapy, Zhang figured since she was already here, they should ask her to analyze Lin Qianyan's paintings to see if there were any clues.
Zhang handed Lin Qianyan's paintings to Shen Xiyin. "Dr. Shen, can you see if there's anything wrong with these paintings? We all felt very uncomfortable after looking at them."
Shen Xiyin flipped through the large stack of paintings, her brow furrowing deeper as she examined them. She said, "If the artist of these paintings isn't suffering from schizophrenia, then he's very likely to have antisocial personality disorder."