fear of intimacy

After recording the variety show, Chen Shu sat next to the stage and wiped the candy tattoo on his face with a makeup remover cotton.

Xiao Peng ran to fetch water for him again—Chen Shu's mouth was dry after eight hours of non-stop reasoning and chattering.

The staff walked up and down in front of him, and he hid behind them to catch his breath.

Someone came up to him and sat down.

"Missed, is there a mirror?" It was Xin Hong's voice.

Chen Shu turned his face away—all the participants of the eight-hour continuous transfer were exhausted to the point of losing expression control, and only Xin Hong was able to maintain his image of a gentle gentleman with ease.

"No," Chen Shu said, and found that his voice was a little hoarse, "There is no mirror."

Xin Hong shrugged and said with a natural expression, "Let me help you."

Chen Shu was slightly taken aback.

"It's really sideways, and the corners of your eyes are reddened by you." Xin Hong laughed amusedly, his tone as indulgent as treating a close brother.

Chen Shu took a look at Xin Hong, lowered his eyelids and refused warmly: "Thank you, no need, Xiao Peng will be back in a while."

Xin Hong didn't insist, but he didn't leave either. He sat next to Chen Shu and changed the subject: "The point you made on the show today is very interesting. You look like a veteran. Are you usually interested in suspense reasoning?"

Chen Shu continued rubbing the cheekbones on the left cheek with a makeup remover, and replied slowly: "No, maybe it's because I acted too much, so I can empathize more..."

He was talking, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xiao Peng trotting past the staff holding a water glass.Just at this time, someone was calling Xin Hong.

Xin Hong leaned forward and stood up, saying goodbye to Chen Shu: "We will make an appointment another day."

Chen Shu pulled out a smile and agreed.

Xiao Peng trotted up to Chen Shu, handed him the water glass with the lid unscrewed, and reported breathlessly: "I...when I came here just now...I saw the screenwriter in the bathroom, Brother Chen, are you looking for her? "

Chen Shu took the water glass and took two sips, took out the mobile phone that was confiscated before the recording from Xiao Peng's pocket, turned his face on the black screen to confirm that the candy tattoo on his left face had been removed: "I asked her something, are you resting?" room waiting for me."

Xiao Peng was puzzled: "What do you want to ask, may I ask for you? Brother?"

Chen Shu didn't answer, but waved his hand back, leaving Xiao Peng with a back.

There are a lot of people going in and out of the bathroom, and the queue is lined up in the corridor.Since it was reserved for the staff and separated from the guest room, everyone was surprised to see Chen Shu.Those who have talked with Chen Shu know that he is easy to get along with, and they greeted each other——

"Brother Chen is here to go to the bathroom?"

"Recording is hard work!"

"Brother Chen did a good job today!"

Chen Shu exchanged greetings all the way, and finally found the screenwriter at the end of the waiting crowd.

"Brother Chen's deduction today is very exciting." The screenwriter and Chen Shu have communicated several times and greeted each other familiarly.

Chen Shu said modestly: "Where, in the end I still voted wrong."

"It's true. No one has ever doubted the husband with the most alibi. Only you proposed the method of abetting suicide, which opened up new ideas for our screenwriter team. Although you insisted on your husband's murder suspicion in the end, you missed it. The real murderer is the director of the orphanage, but your opinion that the director of the orphanage is not the murderer is also very interesting, and it has a taste of ruthless reasoning." The screenwriter insisted on praising Chen Shu.

Chen Shu was a little embarrassed, smiled, and said, "I think this script is very interesting. I want to know who wrote it and what the original idea was."

"Ah, well," the screenwriter seemed a little surprised, "The script was submitted by a fan, and the plots of the characters are the same, except that Wu in the original work committed suicide by taking sleeping pills, and the script did not include a murderer. Change it, otherwise it won’t work.”

She showed admiration to Chen Shu again: "That's why I said Brother Chen, you are very powerful. The author never said that the director of the orphanage was the murderer. And I think the author's train of thought is very likely to be the same as what you said—— Wu was instigated to commit suicide."

It was a bit late when I got home, Zhou Xu walked out of the elevator alone with a backpack on his back, and the corridor was also very quiet.The soft-soled leather shoes made a regular rattling sound when they stepped on the floor tiles, separated by a momentary silence.The atmosphere of night infiltrated into the independent building.

Good for ghost movies.Zhou Xu thought expressionlessly.

Walking to the front of his house at a consistent pace, he took out the key, felt that his feet felt wrong for a moment before opening the door, and looked down—who laid a floor mat for his house?

Enter the house and turn on the porch light.The tiles at the door are clean enough to reflect people, and the shoe cabinet smells like pomelo peel freshener.

It was as clean as if there was a snail girl hiding in the house.

It's scary.

Zhou Xu frowned and sent a WeChat message to his father - "Has that girl been here?"

[Zhou Tongda]: How many times have I said, can I call you auntie?She is worried that you live outside alone and live too casually, so she came here to bring you something.Knowing that you don't like to see her, I specially pick your time at school.

【z6349426432622bslmx】: Picking me to break into empty doors during school time?

【Zhou Tongda】: The key I gave you.

【z6349426432622bslmx】: If the landlord calls the police, you also go to the police station to bring him back?

WeChat was silent for a few seconds.

【Zhou Tongda】: What do you mean?

【z6349426432622bslmx】: I am a tenant, not an owner. That woman changed everything in the landlord’s house, and she couldn’t get rid of the house. You bought the house for me?I mean never come again.

Zhou Tongda didn't reply again.

The living room was also cleaned so that the windows were clear and clean, and all the appliances were returned to their "original positions", so "organized" that the home coordinate axis that Zhou Xu spent two months building fell apart overnight.

The sugar orange peel that had been peeled off the coffee table for a week was also gone.

According to this level of cleanliness, it is estimated that it came from the housekeeping company.

Zhou Xu was speechless, the orange peel pork ribs soup he had eaten just flew away.If the customer service accepts after-sales feedback and includes in the future cleaning training not to throw away orange peels from customers’ homes (and don’t throw away moldy watermelon peels in petri dishes), it will definitely become bigger and stronger in the industry, far surpassing its peers.

He sat on the sofa, took out the computer in his backpack, and when he opened it, there was a paused screen of a variety show on the screen.The crime-solving variety show that I watched together in the classroom with my classmates during the day.

The progress bar has reached the last intensive discussion stage. At this time, everyone agrees that Dean Gao, who forged the alibi, is the most suspected of committing the crime.

Detective Xin Hong integrated relevant clues to restore the incident: "Dean Gao went to City C on a business trip. Wu, who was taken care of by the dean when he was a child, was very happy and invited the dean to sit at home. Dean Gao accidentally discovered that the former orphan Wu This person is now living a happy life of financial affluence, a husband and a child, according to her pathological psychology of not being nice to others, of course this person must get rid of Wu..."

Zhou Xu took two oranges from the fruit plate, followed his fingertips with his eyes, and skillfully peeled off two complete sets of orange peels.Set aside one ear for the uninspired reasoning in the video.

"...after she murdered passionately, she faked the suicide scene, put on Wu's clothes to avoid surveillance and escaped from the Angel Apartment, and forged her alibi by replying to WeChat chat records and face-changing restaurant check-in videos. After the pregnancy The inspector, Ding Shangyou, came to Angel Apartment to visit his ex-wife on a whim, because Jiao would not have recorded Ding Shangyou's fingerprints on her door lock, so she could open the door, and when she found Wu dead, she fled the scene in panic, She forgot to close the door. She gave Tong Bufu who followed her a chance to enter the door, and Tong Bufu was also stained with blood from the scene.

This timeline makes perfect sense.According to this statement, Dean Gao is currently the most suspected. "

After Xin Hong finished his analysis, everyone in the hall echoed—"Vote for her!"

Zhou Xu glanced at the progress bar.Almost over.

It is best not to eat too much fruit at night, as it is easy to accumulate fructose and gain weight.He wiped off the sticky oranges on his hands and prepared to wash.

"Hmm... I think it's a bit unreasonable." Someone made a comment.He is the kind of elegant young man that the senior sister likes. Zhou Xu has forgotten what his name is.

The situation at this time has already determined that Dean Gao is the real culprit. All the guests are waiting for the final voting stage. Suddenly, someone disrupts the rhythm. Only Gao Yingying casts moving attention on him.

Xin Hong also joked: "Hurry up, don't waste time, everyone will have a night show in the next show!"

The crowd laughed.

The young man also laughed, but it was a little perfunctory, waiting for everyone to finish laughing and listen to his speech: "I have two questions. First, few people have such strong feelings towards each other that they want to kill each other when they meet for the first time." Jealousy can be astonishing or envious, but it doesn't take a day to change from envious to jealous. Dean Gao and Wu have not seen each other for decades, especially when the orphanage has frequent personnel coming and going, I don't think Dean Gao will be deeply impressed by this person Wu. The two of them are like meeting for the first time. How could Dean Gao have the idea of ​​"this person Wu lives better than me, I want to kill her" in just a few 10 minutes. A perverted idea? Of course, judging from the fact that Dean Gao killed a dozen orphans who were living a good life in a row, she might indeed be a pervert.

So my second question is, since she is a pervert, according to the rational logic of perverts, what she can't get will be destroyed.She wanted to take revenge on Wu, who lived a better life than herself. Instead of ending his life immediately, shouldn't the more ideal way be to destroy Wu's happy life and see her fall into the quagmire again with her own eyes?Seeing her struggling in suffering, it is obvious that this will bring more pleasure to the pervert. "

The screen freezes for a few seconds.All movements and sounds are stagnant and still.

Off the screen, Zhou Xu unknowingly sat back on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the face of the young man who was speaking.

After a short silence, a male guest pretended to be terrified, and exaggeratedly said to the young man: "Chen Coffee! I didn't expect you to be such a Chen Coffee! Have you turned black? Now you are Niu Hulu ·Coffee?!"

Xin Hong rubbed the frame with his fingertips: "So what's your opinion?"

Chen Coffee said: "If Dean Gao was a normal person, she would not kill someone out of jealousy. If she were a pervert, she would not choose this superficial way of killing. I think Dean Gao's motive for killing is logically wrong."

The living room was shrouded in the cold white light of the chandelier, and the last trace of popularity quietly dissipated in the middle of the night.The empty and silent house gradually overlapped with the distant scene in memory.

There are numerous and noisy disputes, the loud sound of throwing pots and doors, and more often one-sided complaints.

The feeling of my mother's cold hand touching her cheek at night is still fresh in my memory, sometimes I say sorry, sometimes I love you.

It turned out to be the case.

Zhou Xu thought calmly.It turned out that instead of killing a woman, it killed a life.

555 Red Star Avenue.An office building located in a commercial street, in a prime location, with low-luxury decoration, and the people who enter and exit are all in suits and leather shoes.

Since it is a shared office building, the security work is very leisurely. He sits behind the reception desk and observes the passers-by all day long. The one who is dressed formally and keeps his eyes on the building is the building staff. He is the one who looks for the floor index when entering the door. If he can’t find it, he goes to the reception desk. work object.

This is a handsome young man, tall, about [-] by visual inspection, with a backpack hanging on one shoulder, hands in pockets, and no expression on his face when talking to people: "Which floor is Wendong Consulting Center on? "

The tone was also very straightforward, although it was not necessarily cold, it still made the security guard who was surrounded by social smiles all the year round shiver: "Uh... wait a minute... Wendong Consulting is on the fourteenth floor."

The youth turned and walked towards the elevator.The security guard watched his back secretly - even a silhouette waiting for the elevator, under the bright white light of the ceiling, showed a cleaner and smoother jaw line than others.

As if aware of the probing gaze behind him, the moment the elevator door opened, the young man cast an inconspicuous glance, which was sharp because of the light, and the security guard immediately retracted his head in shock.

Bentong Consulting Center?

What does this agency do?

Zhou Xu walked into the fourteenth floor.

Fortunately, his brother from the same school was not so poor as to be rented by the same-level group. He took over half of the [-]th floor. When you get out of the elevator door and turn left, you can see the front desk of Wendong Consulting Center.

There is a baby-faced young lady at the front desk. When she sees a guest coming, she immediately puts on a professional smile: "Hello, welcome to Wendong Counseling Center. Do you have an appointment?"

"It was Cao You who called me here."

Cao Youcai is Zhou Xu's super talented brother from Sichuan.

The front desk understood, and stretched out his hand to lead Zhou Xu to the consultation room: "Yes, Dr. Cao specifically instructed me a minute ago, if you come, you can go directly to the consultation room."

Walking down a corridor, there are many doors on both sides, all of which are tightly closed, and the psychological consultation room is at the end.

Zhou Xu knocked on the door, and his senior brother's voice came from inside - "Please come in."

He pushed open the door and walked in. The brother was sitting behind the desk, reading the documents carefully and carefully. He was wearing a well-fitting smoke gray shirt, and the discipline buttons were tightly buttoned.

But when he looked up, it was Zhou Xu, and his style immediately collapsed.

"Hero! Help, hero!" The senior brother threw the document away, rushed forward and hugged Zhou Xu's arm, "Whether senior brother can keep his job is up to you!"

Zhou Xu tried his best to restrain the disgust in his heart, and pulled out his arm: "You are joking, aren't you the boss, and you can fire yourself?"

The senior brother shook his head: "No, no, the boss has someone else, and I'm just a wage earner. This is the first client I have come to Wendong Consulting to pick up. If I can't get it right, the boss will definitely question my business level."

Zhou Xu said coldly: "You should explain in detail, I also doubt your professional level."

Senior brother: "Oh!"

Wendong Consulting provides psychological counseling services, targeting urban anxiety and depression.Not long after it opened, there are only two psychological counselors, the boss and the brother.

The brother took office two weeks ago, and the first client he took was a woman who was handed over by the boss, a woman who was troubled by her career.The boss said that the anxiety was caused by the conflict between the profession and his own values, but when the senior brother saw someone, it was not that simple!

That client's career is a popular second-tier actress!

"She herself said at the beginning that it was because she had a moral shame because of her scantily dressed clothes, but after I chatted with her a few times, I found out that it was actually because her boyfriend outside the circle took intimate photos of the two of them and threatened her that if they broke up, he would upload them to The Internet caused her to have empathetic aversion and distrust towards sexy dresses," said the brother, "This distrust has seriously affected her acting work, and she wanted to rely on psychological treatment to relieve it. But you said, the problem of this matter The root cause is the fruit photos in my boyfriend's mobile phone, if the photos are not deleted for a day, it is useless to seek a psychiatrist, isn't that a temporary solution, not a root cause!"

Zhou Xu nodded: "So you asked me to sneak the door and pick the lock to steal the phone?"

Brother hates iron but steel: "Can you have a clear position for yourself! You are a hypnotist, not a locksmith! Don't lower the force of our teacher!" At the end, he seriously discussed with Zhou Xu: "I was thinking about it. I don't care about housework, since her request is only to relieve anxiety, and if there is no way to eliminate the root cause, hypnotism is obviously the best choice. What do you think?"

Zhou Xu didn't answer directly: "I'll make a decision after meeting the person."

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door, and the voice of the lady at the front desk came: "Doctor Cao, Ms. Ding is here."

The senior immediately stood at attention, smoothed the wrinkles of his shirt, and said to Zhou Xu: "Ding Lan, our junior's goddess, my client—please come in."

The door of the room was opened, and Ding Lan, who was wrapped in a cardigan and knitting, took off the wide-brimmed hat that covered half of her face, revealing a face with bright features but haggard expression. With a rain-like demeanor, no man would not pity such a beauty.But Zhou Xu's gaze passed by and landed on the person behind her——

The man was wearing a black mask, and the exposed neck and forehead were as delicate and white as ivory under the infiltration of the corridor lamp. His eyes were black and white, with curved ends, and he seemed to be smiling forever when he looked at people. , hazy and wonderful.

Even if he didn't wear the dark shop assistant's uniform today, didn't have the childish cake hairpin on his head, and didn't have the rainbow candy tattoo under his left eye, Zhou Xu could still recognize who he was.