Sick roommate observation notes

Upon receiving this reply, Shen Lu, who was extremely sensitive to other people's words and deeds, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Not good, the opposite statement is not good!

The word "it's too late" usually indicates that a person has done something irreversible, but judging from the preface of their discussion, could it be that Qin Qiu has already done something that violated social rules?Did he even... kill someone?

Shen Lu took a deep breath, and typed tremblingly: What's so late?

Qin Qiu (SC): Sean, are you dissecting me?

Qin Qiu (SC): Do you think that I am paranoid, antisocial, hostile to criminals, may have been hurt by criminals in my childhood, and I may have killed some people, so after listening to your words, I show Feeling remorse?

Shen Lu: "..."

Damn, I almost forgot, the person on the other end of the dialog also studied criminology!

His roommate said everything he was thinking at once, and he didn't consider that he didn't pick it up just now, just because he was afraid that it would be embarrassing if he guessed wrong? !

Qin Qiu (SC): I can understand your thoughts, Sean, you are so cute.

Shen Lu's head suddenly became bloodshot, and his face became hot -- he was embarrassed.

He felt as if he had guessed wrong. After all, if a person has a paranoid personality, he would generally have suffered a major blow when he was young, and he might also have a strong sense of inferiority due to his own flaws. The pathological manifestations of a person's fixed personality will all have low self-esteem, narcissism, stubbornness, and suspicion. It is impossible to talk to him in a calm manner on the chat software so rationally about suspected things.

Qin Qiu (SC): I am the same as you, Sean, and you and I are longing for an ideal world without criminals.

Qin Qiu (SC): I'm just regretting that I can't be your companion, what a pity.

Shen Lu slumped on the back seat of the taxi with his head up, speechless: Why do you say that?

Qin Qiu (SC): You are proficient in criminology, have good ambitions, and are smart enough, but you plan to work for the police department.

Qin Qiu (SC): But I never had such a plan.

At this moment, a long-standing memory was pulled out from the depths of Shen Lu's consciousness.

In my memory, there was a young black-haired boy holding a bouquet of white roses in his arms, and a black-haired woman was squatting in front of him, holding the boy's cheek with both hands and talking.When the woman's lips stopped moving, the boy suddenly smashed the rose to the ground, raised his head and shouted heart-piercingly to the person in front of him: "I don't want to be a policeman! Selfish and irresponsible! I don't want to be like him !I hate him!"

Times have changed, and now, just a low voice from a strange driver can easily shatter the unforgettable mirror of anger: "Sir, your destination has arrived."

"Ah, okay, thank you." Shen Lu came back to his senses, put away his phone and stuffed the fare into the driver's hand, then got out of the car with his briefcase, the car was parked so that he could see Malcolm Johnson when he looked up The house number of the house - "2158".

The area where Malcolm Johnson's home is located is a poor area of ​​the city, and the smell of cigarettes and marijuana wafts around the community, making Shen Lu cough very uncomfortably.He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and turned his eyes to observe the surrounding situation. Most of the walls of the surrounding houses have peeled off the paint, and the corners of some houses have collapsed. The owner of the house did not ask a craftsman to fill the hole, but just used plastic Cloth and stones hastily covered it up.

There were no pedestrians wandering around on the street, only a few young men dressed in cyberpunk squatted across the road and looked at Shen Lu with gloomy eyes. I wondered if it was Shen Lu's strange face that caught their attention.

Shen Lu didn't want to provoke the gangsters in the poor area, and he turned his eyes back to Malcolm Johnson's house as if nothing had happened. The front yard of this house was overgrown with weeds, but there were no cluttered objects, which showed that there were very few owners of the house. When I went out, I didn't regard this place as my own home, and I didn't even want to go out to do things like clearing weeds.

After observing the surroundings, Shen Lu walked up the steps and rang the doorbell of Malcolm Johnson's house. He waited at the door for a minute but no one came to answer the door, so he rang again frowning.

This time, the door was quickly opened from the inside. The man who came to open the door was about 1.7 meters tall, with a thin build, long and messy brown hair, a scruffy beard, and a gloomy expression. He first put Shen on the road. After looking around for a while, he asked in a low and hoarse voice, "A social worker?"

"Mr. Johnson, I'm not a social worker." Shen Lu showed a friendly smile to the man, "I'm a police case consultant, my name is..."

"Police station?" Before Shen Lu could finish introducing himself, the brown-haired man smiled contemptuously, "You guys took a search warrant to search my house again? Which bitch went to your place to report me again this time?"

"Uh, I didn't come here to search your house, I just wanted to talk to you." Shen Lu scratched his nose in embarrassment, and he also knew that his behavior seemed quite abrupt, "It's possible that I, a stranger, will do this suddenly. It's a bit strange, but I decided to come over after learning about you at the police station, I have no malicious intentions, I just want to help you."

"You want to help me?" Shen Lu's words made the man a little stunned. After a while, the hostility in his eyes subsided a little, but there was still disdain and distrust on his face, "Seeing that you are so young, you have just worked Right? You know what happened to me? How can you help me?"

"I know you've only been out of prison for two months, and I know you're looking forward to finding a place to start over, but the criminal record in this country is on the Internet, and your neighbors are scared of you when they know you have a criminal record. , they began to alienate you, even hostile to you, you have been isolated by the community for the past two months, and your life is more painful than in prison," Shen Lu said in detail about his previous analysis of Malcolm Johnson, "As for How to help you, I want to chat with you, and I can judge the best way to help you after I know more about you."

"You know, the feeling of a stranger knowing so much about me," the man wrinkled his nose strangely, "it's really disgusting."

Shen Lu, who was evaluated as disgusting by the man, could only sneer and say, "That's really embarrassing, my profession is like this."

"You really want to help me?" The man turned his head and started to walk into the house. He didn't close the door. To Shen Lu, this was the signal that the other party was inviting him into the house. "You know, I'm a murderer."

"A murderer who wanted to protect his sister," Shen Lu entered the room behind the man, and closed the door as he added, "I know that you accidentally injured the deceased and tried to make amends, and you took the initiative to call an ambulance. You have no intention of killing him at all, you are a good man."

"Good man, how long has it been since I've heard someone comment on me like that," the man sat down on the sofa a little decadently, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Shen Lu stood still by the coffee table, pondered for a moment: "It's been almost three months since you were released from prison, how do you feel?"

"Three meals a day in the prison have strict time limits, and we only have half an hour to surf the Internet a month. Prison guards monitor what we can and cannot do. Even the range of physical activities is very limited," said the brown-haired man slightly. Opening his arms openly, "Although I am almost isolated now, I feel free."

The man's words made Shen Lu frowned: "Don't you feel uncomfortable in your current life? People around you are ignoring you, don't you feel sad? Don't you feel pain? Don't you feel angry?"

"I think so, but what's the use of me thinking so?" Malcolm Johnson laughed at himself, "Does anyone in this place care about my situation? They only think I'm a murderer, and they just wishful thinking that I might kill myself Drop them!"

"So I can only tell myself, it's fine, there's nothing wrong with it," he murmured to himself, covering his face with his hands, "at least the current situation is much better than when I was in prison..."

"They don't care, there will always be someone who cares, so you must also care more about yourself," Shen Lu said loudly, "This house is the place you rented after you got out of prison, right? Have you found a job? Do you find it difficult financially?"

"I found a night porter job in the next-door area, and the salary is not bad, enough for me to pay the rent, food and clothing." The brown-haired man smiled for the first time after seeing Shen Lu, "My sister came to me when I went out. She came to pick me up when I was in prison and lent me a sum of money, she helped me a lot.”

"Then how long has it been since you took a good walk outside? How long have you not talked to anyone?"

"In the past two months, apart from working and shopping, I have stayed at home, read books, and surfed the Internet." Speaking of this, the man paused and said in frustration, "Except for you, I haven't seen you for a long time." Talked to someone else."

Shen Lu fell silent completely. This man's situation was worse than he imagined, because human beings are social animals, and once they leave the group for too long, they will easily break down emotionally, or even become insane.

"Do you want to go out with me?" Seeing the man looking up suspiciously, Shen Lu invited him in a gentle tone, "I guess the reason why you don't want to go out usually is because the people around you don't know how to do it." I don’t give you a good face, but if you are with me, don’t be afraid, because you have companions, and I will never give you cold treatment like them. If you are with me, you can enjoy the outside air to the fullest, think You can go wherever you want."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Lu scratched his head in embarrassment as if thinking of something again: "Ah, no, actually we can't go too far, because I still have things to do when I go home at night..."

"But as long as it's within this city, it doesn't matter where you want to go!" Before the man could react, he quickly added, "How is it, are you a little moved?"

"..." The brown-haired man stared blankly at Shen Lu, and said softly after a while, "Yes."

"Then do you want to pack up and go out with me for a while?" Shen Lu asked the man for his opinion, "Is there any place you want to go, even if you want to go to a restaurant for some food and coffee? OK, I'll take a taxi."

The man lowered his eyes and replied calmly: "Anywhere is fine, just take me there."

"Really anywhere?" Shen Lu suddenly felt that he was shouldering an extraordinary heavy responsibility, and after thinking for a moment, he asked cautiously, "Johnson, have you considered taking care of your hair and beard before?"

Malcolm Johnson's tone sounded extremely embarrassing: "I thought about going out to take care of it, but the barbers in the community were afraid of me, and then the parole officer reminded me not to run around, so I didn't dare to run too far... ..."

Shen Lu smiled and blinked, and stretched out a hand towards the man on the sofa: "Just think about it and take care of it, then leave your itinerary to me."

The man didn't move, but asked suddenly: "What's your name?"

It was only then that Shen Lu remembered that he was about to introduce himself to the man just now, but was interrupted by the man defensively: "Oh yes, just call me Sean."

"Okay, Sean." The brown-haired man also smiled faintly, and then he delivered his right hand, together with his trust, to Shen Lu's palm.

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The author has something to say:

Congratulations to player Shen Lu for successfully conquering Malcolm Johnson!

Qin Qiu: Huh? ? ? ? ?

Blonde Friend: Calm down!Calm down bro!