Doctor Who and Tsundere Detective

After Amy laughed, the Doctor frowned and looked at Amy with a puzzled look. Obviously he didn't know why Amy laughed, and then said to Sherlock: "Thank you! Yes, it's Mozart's turn to talk about it now, why do you Will it become like this?"

"So you're not a psychiatrist?" Mozart still didn't believe it. There was no way he could do it since he was tied up and taken away by an extreme doctor. He looked at the Doctor and the others with terrified and weird eyes, even trembling like that, "Then who are you?"

"I'm not." The Doctor looked at Mozart with a frown, afraid of the psychiatrist to such an extent...

Maybe it was because Mozart was too obvious, Amy also looked at Mozart with a frown, what on earth would make a big man so afraid that he would tremble just thinking about it: "Why? Why are you afraid of psychiatrists?"

I don’t know if it’s because there is no suitable person for the annoyance based on venting, or because the doctor’s aura is too gentle, so gentle that Mozart will confide in his troubles. In short, Mozart said all the things that were pressed in his heart, but he didn’t know. How to start and don’t know how to describe it, and he also has a splitting headache, so what he said is a bit jumpy: [The following is also narrated in the third person, everyone can understand that Mozart’s words were adapted by me]

That impression was so deep, the doctor treated him as if he was a real mental patient, and wanted to change his current situation of using alcohol to drown his sorrows. The doctor used the most direct aversion therapy, so that now Mozart still trembles when he thinks about it. The doctor initially put him in cold water and gave him electric shocks. Later, he tied him to a stool and poured him alcohol and spirits. The doctor tried to make Mozart drink so much that he This method lasted for three full days. Mozart was poured alcohol non-stop for three days, so that his mouth was full of the thick blood smell of the alcohol, and even his throat felt uncomfortable as if he had swallowed it. It hurt like a rusty iron bar, and it wasn't until Haydn came to him that he was relieved.

Even his wife Constanze screamed that he was possessed by the devil when he almost vomited blood that day, and Constanze treats her very well and the two respect each other as guests, but whenever he comes back from drinking, his vague memory will remind Constanze to point at him and yell the devil, but when he wakes up, Constanze is as calm as if he doesn’t remember, Mozart also asked but Constanze said she didn’t point at Mozart and yelled the devil, and said she didn’t even Knowing whether he came back drunk, Mozart once thought it was a fantasy caused by drinking.Speaking of it, Constanze has become more and more strange. Since Mozart went to the downtown area to drink, Constanze has often become dazed, and often in a trance from time to time. Gradually, he doesn't care so much about himself. Dazed, Mozart also felt sorry for Constanze when he was sober. Since he married her, he has never fulfilled the obligation of a husband for Constanze. Except for sorrow and drinking, he has never let Constanze really rely on himself, even The child Mozart has not been hugged a few times, but the strange thing is that he still can't help going to the downtown area to drink, as if he is addicted, as if his soul is hooked by something.

Besides, Haydn, Mozart and Haydn met at the symphony concert for the first time, and the seats of the two were relatively close. Before the concert, the two chatted very speculatively. Everything just met by chance. At the beginning, both of them were in the bottleneck period of artists. At the beginning, the two of them went to the concert to find inspiration. The second time they met Mozart was in a tavern. He is already old and has no passion and inspiration for creation, but Haydn has seen the kind of lightness accumulated over time in Mozart. He seems to have seen his young self, but the young people in front of him are more promising than him, so In this way, the two chatted happily about the glorious past, and the two had a feeling of sympathy for each other, so the two became friends.

"Wait...you have a wife and kids?" The Doctor interrupted Mozart, wondering why he cared about it, but he just didn't feel comfortable without asking, and Sherlock also wondered why the Doctor asked this, and he also He vaguely felt that this sentence was very important, but he couldn't figure out why and where it was important.

"Yes." Mozart continued after the answer.

As the two got closer, Haydn felt that a genius like Mozart would not be able to drink away his worries like this, especially after Mozart went to the tavern in the lower city because of the recommendation of that weird person. Since then, Haydn Almost every week, I would come to Mozart’s house to persuade him. He didn’t want this little friend to be buried because of this. Alcohol is a good thing. Drinking a small amount can even stimulate creation, although he also had a few drunken unconsciousness But it’s a bit outrageous to be carried back like Mozart every time he was drunk until he passed out. Haydn went to the downtown area to pick up Mozart more than once and tried to persuade him. Haydn even agreed before The psychiatrist who has always disagreed, he felt that Mozart’s alcohol dependence was too serious and he really needed more professional advice, until that time, after he went to Mozart’s house Constanze to open the door as always, he felt something was wrong as soon as he entered the door If Mozart is not at home, there will be no sound at all, but today the room is full of wine and rust, and there are faint groans, all of which are not quite right...

Haydn walked in following the sound, and when he came to Mozart's bedroom, he pushed open the door and was stunned. Mozart was tied to a chair, his clothes were disheveled, he smelled of alcohol, he was trembling and sweating, humming in pain, Extending down from the corner of the mouth is a brown hard lump, the blood has dried up and scabbed on the clothes, Mozart seems to have passed out and is in great pain, Haydn sees a nameless anger and punches On the face of the psychiatrist who appeared in front of him after listening to the movement, the whole fist had a terrible headache, but this was not worth the torture Mozart suffered. Haydn beat the doctor half to death, and finally called the police and informed Mozart. The father made a promise not to have a psychiatrist, but Haydn would take care of Mozart and enlighten him, and he would move to Mozart's neighborhood. Mozart's father agreed.

Haydn told Constanze on the bright side that day, Haydn asked Constanze why he let Mozart be hurt like this, but Constanze seemed to be in a trance, she said she didn't even remember that When did the psychiatrist come, which made Haydn helpless, and made him more determined to help his friend. Afterwards, the psychiatrist was also tested to be a fool.

Speaking of this, Mozart also stopped. A big man just sat on the edge of the bed trembling, covering the back of his head with a painful expression.

Although the order of Mozart's speech is messy, there are quite a few clues scattered in it...

"What! Wait..." The Doctor seemed to have figured something out and started yelling, Sherlock was filtering through what Mozart said in his mind, and he noticed that there were many clues in these words, like something wrong with Constanze, Psychiatrists are fools, there must be demons when something abnormal happens, not to mention so many abnormalities appear together...

"How many years is it now?" The Doctor and Sherlock suddenly asked this question together, the Doctor remembered something he had forgotten, and Sherlock caught the flash in his mind because of the Doctor's yell Doubt, yes, Doctor said it was around 1781, and the aunt in the lower city said that Mozart had been in the lower city for several years. They agreed that the historical records were inaccurate, but they never thought that maybe the Doctor’s judgment was wrong. error……

"What's the matter? It's 1785 now." Mozart answered this strange question with an uncomfortable frown. He touched the back of his head with his hand and got a trace of blood on his eyes. The blood was so small that Mozart always thought it was him drinking It was knocked out after more.

"It's impossible...it shouldn't be, how could it be?" Doctor said many impossible words in a row, yes, how could he make a wrong judgment, it shouldn't be, he wouldn't judge the wrong time, everything is wrong, "Is there something wrong with the timing, or something wrong with me?"

"Oh, Come Doctor, it's just that the time is wrong, how bad can it be?" Amy patted the shoulder of the stunned Doctor, he didn't care, it's just that the time was wrong, how bad could it be!

"Yes no! Yes!" The Doctor repeatedly confirmed and denied, yes, how bad it is to remember the wrong time, it may be normal for others, it may be bad for him...but maybe it's not that bad, "Take me to see Constance Ze..."

The author has something to say:

By the way, this chapter is very badly written, sorry QAQ I don’t know why I have a lot of ideas in my head today but it always feels scattered, even though it’s not very good, I posted it

I just don’t know if I have highlighted the abnormality of Mozart. If it is highlighted, then the goal has been achieved, but then I have to sort out how to write it next... so few words for the time being