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Natsuki and his party drove to the 4-chome town of Cuptocho.

When he got out of the car, Hattori Heiji was stunned when he saw the sign at the door.

"What's wrong, Heiji."

Kazuha noticed Hattori Heiji's abnormality and asked.

"It's nothing, I just heard that there have been several consecutive arson cases in Tokyo since last year, and the prisoners have not been caught until now."

"What these cases have in common is that there is a sculpture of a red horse at the scene of the fire, and the location is in different areas of 1-chome, 2-chome, and 3-chome."

Hattori Heiji said what he knew.

"So, next is the four-chome."

Shiho Miyano spoke.

"Yes, according to the previous rules, it may be so."

Hattori nodded, then shook his head and said.

"However, it may not be that coincidence."

Ding-dong Ding-dong.

The doorbell rang.

Then a teenager with short hair opened the door.

The other party is the wife of Dr. Zhu Cunning, Zhu Cunning Liangzi.

Just after glancing at Natsuki, she remembered Natsuki's identity.

The handsome detective teenager who used to come to see her husband.

"Detective-kun, are you here to find my husband? He was inside. Dr

. Zhu's wife said with a gentle smile.

"Mrs. Zhu Wei, excuse me."

Xia Mu smiled slightly and led the group into the house.

Natsuki came to Dr. Zhu Qi's study for psychotherapy.

The purpose of Miyano Shiho bringing him here is to see if the cunning doctors, who are proficient in psychology and spirituality, will have a way to awaken Natsuki's past memories and let Natsuki find a way to cure himself.

In the study.

Doctor Zhu and Natsuki sat opposite each other.

"Xia Mujun, your condition, I really have no way, and now medical research has not reached the level that can treat you."

Zhu Weiming lifted his eyes and said in a light tone.

"Not last time."

Natsuki quickly shook his head and said the thing about his loss of his early memories.

There were too many secrets on his body to take out many things to say, so he said what he could say.

After speaking, he quietly looked at Doctor Zhu Wei.

Doctor Zhu Wei frowned slightly:

"You mean, you hope I can help you get your memory back?"

Natsuki nodded.

Doctor Zhu Wei smiled slightly, stood up from his chair, and then walked to the side.

"Mr. Natsuki, you have such a problem to solve."

He had a gentle smile on his face, as if it was really as he said, and it was easy to solve.

Treatment begins when Natsuki says which of his problems he has.

He was now going to bring Natsuki into his rhythm and then lead Natsuki's train of thought.

See if you can hypnotize Natsuki and make Natsuki recall what he wants to recall.

"Need a little music?"

He asked casually.

Natsuki nodded, who could refuse a free rice fragrance.

"For this world, if you complain too much and fall, don't dare to continue walking..."

Natsuki hummed softly.

"Snap."

Zhu Weiming smiled and applauded: "With a clear voice and a calm breath, Mr. Natsuki's singing voice is no less than that of a professional singer."

"But what I'm saying is I'm going to play music."

Zhu Shuming turned back to the bookshelf, flipped through a tape, and put it in the tape recorder.

"Listening to what Mr. Natsuki just sang, it seems to be Chinese song, which was given to me by a friend of mine."

Dr. Zhu stuffed the tape into the tape recorder.

Melodious and soothing music slowly flows through the room.

"This song is old."

Natsuki asked.

But not that he could hear what the song was singing.

Instead, he saw the dust on the tape.

"It's an old song from more than a decade ago."

Doctor Zhu began to guide the topic.

"At that time, I was still young, I had just met my wife, we were the same tutor in college, and this tape was given to me by my mentor."

"Mr. Natsuki should have been six or seven years old at that time."

Zhu Weiming introduced the topic to Xia Mu.

"Mr. Natsuki was a former manga artist and was at home after taking a break from school. So at that time, you may not be in school.

"You are near the school, watching your peers carrying a schoolbag larger than your own, sitting in the school with a painful face, you should have a happy smile."

"No, no, no, I'm professionally trained, and I generally don't laugh unless I can't help it."

Natsuki made a small joke.

"Heh, Natsuki-kun is very humorous."

"It was supposed to be an afternoon, and the sun was like today."

Doctor Zhu Wei chuckled and slowly narrated. The voice reached Natsuki's ears along with the melodious music.

"At that time, you were sitting at the entrance of the school, it should be Didan Primary School, what was there at the gate?"

"There are trees, ginkgo."

"The ginkgo trees are beautiful, the sunset is beautiful, you can't help but climb to the top of the tree, blow the evening breeze, and look at the distant scenery."

"You're going to draw it, right?"

Natsuki nodded.

"Drawing, pencils rubbing on the paper make a rustling sound, leaves being blown by the breeze, also rustling."

"The breeze blows above your head, and your hair dances in the wind."

Doctor Zhu Wei spoke slowly.

Natsuki listened quietly.

"What did you think of at this time?"

Natsuki was startled and shook his head.

"Close your eyes and think again."

"Will she blow the same evening breeze as me?"

Natsuki's lips moved slightly.

"You look down at what you draw, is it beautiful?"

Doctor Zhu Wei attached himself to Xia Mu's ear and asked softly.

"Beautiful."

"What beauty? Whether it's the golden ginkgo leaves, or the evening breeze blowing through the ends of your hair, or the suffering peers on campus. Doctor

Zhu Qi's voice became lower and lower, almost murmuring.

"Painting beauty, everything is in my painting, the person on the painting is more beautiful."

The eyeballs under Xia Mu's eyelids moved slightly, and he seemed to fall into a shallow sleep.

Involuntarily said it.

Hearing Natsuki say that everything was in the painting, Dr. Zhu Cunning silently labeled him as possessive and subjectively strong in his heart.

The gentle style shown by this Natsuki is somewhat perceptive, belonging to the true character hidden by Natsuki's subconscious.

"Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful it is, it is only a moment, and the sunset has already set."

"I can't keep the beauty in front of you."

Doctor Zhu tentatively broke the beautiful scene in the description. Then quietly observed Natsuki's reaction.

Natsuki's eyelids jumped.

After a moment, he muttered, "I've already painted it." Doctor

Zhu Wei nodded.

Self-control can control one's possessiveness well.

"How is the weather today?"

He changed the subject to confirm that Natsuki had awakened from a hypnotic state.

"Good."

"So, what about that day, the day you blew the evening breeze in the trees..."

It's raining.

Natsuki said hesitantly.

Seeing Natsuki say different answers.

Dr. Zhu knew that this initial treatment had already had an effect, and now Natsuki was still under hypnosis.