The early morning sunshine shines on the earth through the white clouds, and the birds are chirping in the sky.
Bai Mo opened his eyes. It was eight o'clock in the morning, and there was still an hour before going to work.
When he came to the bathroom, Bai Mo put his hands on the edge of the sink and stared at himself in the mirror.
A trace of confusion appeared between Bai Mo's eyebrows.
Bai Mo's image memory is very powerful, especially the images with bright colors. The image of Feng Zhigang being shot and bleeding is clearly engraved in his mind like a brand.
But when he thought of this scene, Bai Mo didn't feel any discomfort. Those negative emotions after the murder didn't know where they went.
After washing, Bai Mo walked out of the house and found a familiar Buick Envision parked across the road.
The driver's window of Envision lowered, and Lu Wan, wearing sunglasses, waved to Bai Mo.
A bright smile appeared on Bai Mo's face like muscle memory. He trotted across the road and got into Lu Wan's car.
"Sister, why are you here in the old city?" Bai Mo asked as he fastened his seat belt.
"Because we were investigating Feng Zhigang's case, we didn't have any rest throughout May Day. I applied to Bureau Bai and everyone took turns to rest." Lu Wan started the car. "Zeng Hao and Sun Xiaokai are on duty these two days, and the others are resting."
"Then where are you picking me up?" Bai Mo became even more curious. He could see that Lu Wan was dressed more casually.
The temperature in Meihai City in May is gradually rising, and there is a vague smell of summer. Today, Lu Wan wore a short-sleeved shirt, which was open and seemed to be a vest underneath.
Lu Wan smiled, her lips wrapped in bright red lip gloss shining in the morning sun, "I'll take you somewhere."
The car arrived at the parking lot of an office building in Shangcheng District.
After Lu Wan got out of the car, she hooked her fingers at Bai Mo, who was in the passenger seat. Along the way, Bai Mo asked Lu Wan many times where she was going, but Lu Wan never answered directly. Later, Bai Mo started to act mean and lowered his head. Looking at the phone, he never spoke to Lu Wan again.
Bai Mo snorted arrogantly, got out of the car and came to Lu Wan.
Lu Wan took off her sunglasses and pushed her bangs behind her ears, "Let's go!"
Even though there were thousands of dissatisfactions, facing Lu Wan, Bai Mo still followed her obediently into the elevator and reached the top floor of the office building.
After getting out of the elevator, Lu Wan stopped in front of a glass door. The sign on the door read Yujing Psychological Counseling Center.
Bai Mo's expression became weird, "Sister? You're not going to take me to see a psychiatrist, are you?"
"Of course!" Lu Wan nodded seriously, "You were so emotional after the shooting. You definitely need to seek counseling from a psychiatrist."
"Forget it?" Bai Mo took half a step back, "Don't there be teachers in charge of psychological counseling in the police station? There's no need to find outsiders, right?"
The glass door opened from the inside, and Teng Jie appeared at the door. He smiled at Bai Mo, "Am I considered an outsider?"
How can my brother-in-law be considered an outsider? Even if Bai Mo has a thousand reluctances, Teng Jie will always give him face.
Seeing that Bai Mo didn't refute, Lu Wan walked around behind Bai Mo and pushed his back into Teng Jie's psychological consultation room. Teng Jie led the way. The two of them were like shills on the street coaxing passers-by into the store. , for fear that Bai Mo would regret and leave.
The psychological consultation room is a suite that looks like a reception room from the outside. In addition to desks and chairs, there are sofas and coffee tables.
Bai Mo was pushed into the inner room by Lu Wan, and then Lu Wan exited the room and closed the door.
The decoration of this house is very simple European style. There is a sofa chair that can be reclined in the center. Next to the sofa chair is a small coffee table, and opposite is a single sofa.
Teng Jie pointed to the sofa chair, "Sit down?"
Bai Mo sat on the sofa chair, and Teng Jie sat on the single sofa. He picked up a few pieces of paper from the table and handed them to Bai Mo. He also gave Bai Mo a pen, "These are all multiple-choice questions. You Just fill it out according to your first impression."
There are indeed some multiple-choice questions on the paper, densely packed with a hundred questions.
Bai Mo casually looked at a few questions, which were all self-test questions, such as whether you often feel low in energy, whether you feel that others can affect your mood, and so on.
After checking off the multiple-choice questions one by one, Bai Mo handed the answer sheet to Teng Jie, "Brother-in-law, is this thing useful?"
Teng Jie didn't answer Bai Mo's question. He took it over and read it for a few minutes.
"You said you won't let others affect your emotions easily, so let me ask you, how did you feel when you knew Feng Zhi had just captured Yang Lu?" Teng Jie asked.
"I must be very nervous! Yang Lu is my friend, and she was involved because of me. At that time, all I could think about was how to save Yang Lu." Bai Mo answered truthfully.
Because he had been abroad for a long time, Bai Mo knew the importance of a psychiatrist and he didn't have much resistance.
Tengjie could also tell that Bai Mo was telling the truth, "Then what kind of girl do you think Yang Lu is?"
Bai Mo didn't expect Teng Jie to suddenly ask such a question. He suddenly wondered whether Teng Jie would inquire about his relationship with Yang Lu under the guise of psychological consultation.
"A very good girl, good in all aspects. I feel relaxed when chatting with her." When Bai Mo said this, Yang Lu's sweet smile was in his mind.
Afterwards, Teng Jie asked a lot of questions, all kinds of strange things. Fortunately, Bai Mo was cooperative enough and expressed his inner thoughts in every question.
Unknowingly, the backrest of the sofa chair slowly tilted backwards, and Bai Mo's consciousness gradually became blurred.
This was a very strange feeling. Bai Mo felt like he had entered a fairyland-like place, where there were Lu Wan who protected him, the beautiful Yang Lu, and his mother who held him tightly in her arms.
The door opened, Teng Jie walked out quietly, and then closed the door gently.
Lu Wan, who had been waiting on the sofa for more than two hours, quickly came over and asked in a low voice: "How was it?"
"The hypnosis was successful, I fell asleep." Teng Jie took off his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbed his sore eyes.
Hearing that Teng Jie's hypnosis was successful, Lu Wan looked a little excited, "Did you gain anything?"
Teng Jie shook his head slowly, "I only asked about the word gallery from his mouth."
gallery!
It is understandable for a painter to have a gallery in his heart. If Bai Mo was not a policeman, he would definitely have his own gallery in a few years.
Lu Wan did not doubt the gallery. She asked again: "Is Bai Mo's psychological defense too strong? Even if he is hypnotized, he still has a sense of self-protection?"
When Lu Wan was studying in Kyoto, she heard that some people with extremely strong psychological defenses were difficult to hypnotize.
"I don't think so this time." Teng Jie sighed, "Before hypnosis, there is a questionnaire and conversation session. In these two sessions, Bai Mo's performance was too normal. From my professional perspective, There is nothing wrong with Bai Mo's psychology."
As he said that, Teng Jie looked back at the closed door. He couldn't help asking himself: Was I really wrong this time?
