Man's "wife" crisis

Han Hansheng woke up from the illusion!

Like last time, sweating profusely.

He was panting, frightened, and kept telling himself in his heart that all this was just an illusion.

Must be an illusion!

He got into the surveillance room with a very bad expression, sat in front of the video again, and stared at the surveillance video again.

From the scene when Li Youquan entered the elevator...

At the moment when something went wrong on the screen, his eyes were wide open, and he hurriedly switched back to watch again... The result still shocked him!

"Captain Li, come and see!" Han Hansheng immediately yelled, which caught Li Fusheng's attention.

Li Fusheng gave up on continuing to question the security guards, and walked to Han Hansheng, "Hansheng, did you find something?"

"Look here!" Han Hansheng had already frozen the video at the moment when the screen just broke down. He pointed to the bottom of the black screen on the video, "Is this abnormal?"

Li Fusheng looked towards the video, the upper half of the screen had been blacked out, and the lower third of the video could still see everything in the elevator, but he could only see Li Youquan's waist below, which hadn't changed from the previous second.

"Pay attention here." Han Hansheng put his finger on the screen and swipe across the edge of the black screen. "If there is a problem with the video, will the boundary be like this?"

Li Fusheng opened his eyes wide, only to realize that the lower half of the image and the upper half of the image were not cut off by a black line, but showed irregular edges, as if something was scattered sparsely , Is it sediment?

"It's like the sand that was suddenly poured into an entire elevator, right?" Han Hansheng said with a gloomy expression.

"Ha... haha, Han Sheng, your idea is so weird!" Li Fusheng suddenly laughed, and patted Han Hansheng's nervous shoulder, "Are you kidding me?"

"Captain Li!" Han Hansheng was in a hurry. Does he look like he's joking?

"Leaving aside the possibility of parachuting the entire elevator, how do you think the murderer will remove the murderous silt? Except for the silt left in Li Youquan's nasal cavity, we found no other silt at the scene." Li Fusheng looked at Han Hansheng with sympathy, "Hansheng, I know you attach great importance to this case, but... I hope you don't get too nervous, I don't want you to have any mental illness because of this case."

"Mental illness?" Han Hansheng raised his eyebrows. When he was in the police academy, even the instructors admired his psychological quality, but now, Li Fusheng actually questioned that he was suffering from mental illness?

"Don't force yourself too much. It's inevitable that you will be a little crazy in our business. When I was young, I would occasionally have hallucinations. I once went to see a psychiatrist! Today you go back and rest first!" Li Fusheng smiled gently. , took his hand away from Han Hansheng's shoulder, turned around and continued to question the bodyguard.

"Captain Li, me!" Han Hansheng blushed, but it was really useless to stay here, so he had to turn around and leave.

Walking downstairs and getting into his car, Han Hansheng didn't start the engine immediately, but sat in his seat thinking for a long time.

Is it because I am too nervous to hallucinate?

But no matter how big the murder case was, this has never happened before...

Could it be related to his age?

"Hmph!" Han Hansheng unhappily turned the key, stepped on the clutch, and slowly moved the car out of the garage.

Well... I'll see a psychiatrist tomorrow!Let the doctor tell you if you have an occupational disease!

The next day, Han Hansheng came to the psychiatrist's consulting room accompanied by Han Xiaomo.

Han Hansheng didn't want Han Xiaomo to come, but when Han Xiaomo heard that he was going to see a doctor, he immediately became nervous and followed whatever he said.

Han Hansheng told him that psychiatrists are different from other doctors, and they don’t necessarily go to see a doctor because of their own physical problems.

But Han Xiaomo didn't agree, and decided that something was wrong with Han Hansheng, so he insisted on finding out.

So the uncle and nephew came to the diagnosis room together, the nurse took a look at them and asked Han Xiaomo, "How old are you?"

"Eighteen." Han Xiaomo replied honestly.

When Han Hansheng was still wondering why the nurse cared about Han Xiaomo's age, the nurse asked again, "Is it because the college entrance examination is too stressful?"

"College entrance examination?" Han Hansheng's head was in a panic at the moment. The college entrance examination and Han Xiaomo seemed to be at odds with each other. Han Xiaomo's diploma was probably only at the junior high school level.

Is it...

"Miss, it's me who... came to see the doctor." Han Hansheng suddenly understood, and dared to feel that the angel in white regarded Han Xiaomo as a patient.

"You? Oh..." The nurse really had an expression of enlightenment, and then asked helplessly, "Do you have an appointment?"

"I made an appointment last night. My surname is Han."

Although the psychiatrist that Han Hansheng was looking for was young, he was well-known in the industry. Those who came to see him had to make an appointment a month or two in advance. If you want to ask Vice Captain Han, how can you make an appointment the next day at night? Seeing the doctor, this is really unknown to outsiders.

Leaving Han Xiaomo in the waiting room outside, Han Hansheng pushed open the door of the treatment room alone.

The famous doctor took a look at him, and then burst out laughing, with sarcasm mixed in, "Vice Captain Han, you still have today! I said that sooner or later, you will need my help."

"Don't laugh at me, I'm about to be driven crazy!" Han Hansheng stepped forward and sat down in front of the doctor, "It's all the same, Donggua, you have to help me to the end!"

"Don't call me winter melon!" The psychiatrist curled his lips unhappily, then pointed to the sofa next to him and said, "Sit there..."

This winter melon doctor, whose real name is Dong Gua, is a gossip, and he is quite a gossip.

When Han Hansheng was admitted to the Police Academy, this Donggua and him were classmates in the same class and dormitory, and the two had shared joys and sorrows for a year, and their relationship was stronger than anyone else.

As a result, in the second year, Dong Gua was seriously injured by an accident. Since then, she has been insulated from strenuous exercise, so she dropped out of school, took the college entrance examination again, and read a combination of undergraduate, master, and doctoral studies. Now she is working as a psychologist.

Although they went to different paths, the two brothers had a very good friendship in private, and they often drank together when they had nothing to do. Donggua could be regarded as Han Hansheng's strongest buddy in this city.

Back then, Han Hansheng joked that he was learning tricks to deceive people. Donggua was annoyed, so he pointed at him and yelled, "Remember, don't think that you are a criminal policeman! Sooner or later, you will have to come to ask for help." I!"

So there was the sarcasm just now.

Han Hansheng didn't believe in psychology at first, but as he gained more experience, he discovered that this thing really has such a way. Didn't Li Fusheng play with the suspect's psychology because he is the most proficient in criminal psychology?

But until this time, he never thought that he would come to see Dong Gua.

"You mean... you will have hallucinations when you walk into the murder scene, as if you have experienced what happened to the victim yourself?" After hearing Han Hansheng's situation, Dong Gua frowned slightly, "If you are not a criminal policeman, I Think you're in danger, on the verge of becoming seriously ill. But..."

"Because you are a criminal policeman, and from what you said just now, it seems that you have enlarged the criminal factor." Dong Gua took out two small balls and lifted one of them up, "When you are paying close attention to a certain At one point, the amount of information at this point will expand and increase in your head, making you so concerned that you ignore other existences. I guess you may be thinking that the cause of death of the victim in these cases is too bizarre, so you will The cause of their death puts the flag of special attention in the mind, so it has a hallucinatory effect that is exaggerated and magnified."

"Do you think mine is really an illusion?" Han Hansheng began to doubt himself, but still hoped that the other party would veto it.

He didn't want to suffer from mental illness at a young age.

"I'm just guessing, but this is not necessarily a bad thing for you, maybe it can make you aware of many details that others can't notice." Dong Gua laughed, "But it's not difficult to cure it, I I can try hypnotherapy for you."

"Hypnotherapy?" Han Hansheng looked at Dong Gua suspiciously, "What do you want to do?"

"Your current problem is that you pay too much attention to a certain point. I will hypnotize you and let you enter your illusion again. This time you must shift your attention to other things..."

"Stop! Stop!" Han Hansheng hastily pulled Dong Gua back, "You don't want me to die several times in the illusion, do you?"

"Hehe." Dong Gua smiled, "Don't worry, you won't die as long as you turn your attention elsewhere. Now, lie down."

After hearing Dong Gua's words, Han Hansheng lay down obediently, closed his eyes, and listened to Dong Gua's whispers in his ears.

I don't know why, but he, who was originally in good spirits, actually fell sleepy in Dong Gua's words, and became dizzy in his head, but it didn't seem like he had completely entered a deep sleep, he was in a half-dream and half-awake state.

The whole body also seems to be floating on the sea, sinking and floating, floating.

"Hula!" With the sound of water, Han Hansheng suddenly opened his eyes and found himself in the bathroom of Huang Dongshi's house.

Under his feet, the amount of water is increasing rapidly, gradually submerging his knees, his waist...

Han Hansheng rushed to the door and pulled the handle, but just like last time, the door couldn't be opened at all!

Damn it!What did the winter melon guy say?

Yes, you can't care about the water!don't care about the water...

Han Hansheng closed his eyes, read a few words silently, then turned around and looked behind him, staring at the shower curtain fluttering in the water, trying to convince himself that there was no water around him.

However, even though he did this, the amount of water did not decrease, gradually submerging his head...