Fairyland, Big Problem

"I want to ask He De's resume."

In the office of the detention center, Wen Jiu was talking with the guards, and this time, Qian Axiong brought him here.

The difference is that Professor Cui of Changle University, who happened to be invited by the police station today, is also conducting research on He De. He seems to regard He De as a classic case of psychology courses.

Due to his status, of course, Professor Cui was asked to enter the interrogation room to investigate He De, while Wen Jiu waited outside.

"Oh, He De's resume, I can't show you the information, I'll tell you roughly."

The guard described He De's education, work experience, etc., secretly glad that Wen Jiu was not angry.

Obviously Wenjiu's psychological tactics led to a breakthrough in the case, but today Professor Cui is still allowed to advance to the interrogation room.

There is no way, his status is obvious, and Professor Cui is indeed a big bull in the academic world, and he has helped the police station to complete many prisoners that are difficult to deal with.

Wen Jiu was really not angry. It was a lot of luck to find the source of the magical girl yesterday. It was right for the old professor who taught and educated people to enter the interrogation room first.

He De, 36 years old, an ordinary company clerk.

After graduating from university, the work experience was stumbling and I was fired by many companies.

The last time I was expelled from the clerical position, because I was over 35 years old and it was very difficult to find a job. Whether it was an exam or an ordinary job application, there was often a requirement of being "under 35 years old".

He De became a homeless one year after he was laid off, and knew that he was arrested for stealing the safe of the president of Maple Leaf Press.

On the surface, the overall life experience has nothing to do with drawing comics.

Many of the big touches were not originally from the relevant art majors, but self-taught by their hobbies.

He De may have hidden such a skill in private, but unfortunately, the seedlings have been cut off by reality before it glows and heats up.

There were other guards calling from outside. They led a majestic old man in a dark-colored trench coat through the corridor and shouted into the office.

"Professor Cui is over here, you go in."

The security guard beside Wen Jiu asked about the prisoner's situation, and the other party said that He De was in a stable mood, the kind of boring person who would only answer ten questions when he asked ten questions.

While the guards were talking to each other, Professor Cui's deep eyes turned to Wen Jiu, who was the only one in casual clothes besides himself.

"This little classmate is the Mr. Wen you said?"

"Yes."

Professor Cui opened his mouth with a sense of authority in teaching and educating people, and the guard immediately stopped talking about the topic and answered Wen Jiu's wonderful performance last time.

"Magical girl?"

Professor Cui was a little surprised by the too avant-garde topic. The academic requirement is to look at the essence through phenomena. Whether it is Magical Girl or Masked Superman, they are just the embodiment of what the other party wants.

What psychology wants is to induce and study the laws of human mental activity, and when used in criminal investigation scenarios, it is to constantly dig deep and touch the true heart of the prisoner.

So the specific symbols are not important, what is important is that Wen Jiu really touched the depths of He De's heart.

"Student Wen Jiu is a bit interesting, but unfortunately I have class later, so I can't stay to observe your technique."

"Professor Cui is too exaggerated. I just used some small tricks to circumvent and hit on the key words in He De's heart."

"Um."

The professor took a step forward and left the assistant next to him to open the door of the car parked outside for him.

From the beginning to the end, Professor Cui's attitude towards Wen Jiu was only a little bit surprising. After all, he sometimes breaks through other people's psychological defenses, and it really depends on luck to interpret his inner activities, and he accidentally mentions a certain word.

The private car left, and Qian Axiong put down the teapot.

"Little brother Wenjiu, let's go in."

"Um."

Today, after a round of interrogation, He De has stayed in the interrogation room ahead of time, and the process of bringing the prisoner out of the prison room is missing.

Through the bulletproof glass, He De was in a stable mood, and the magical girl in the image of Sweet Dream was still in a very standard cute pose.

Wen Jiu knew that he was destined to get excited next time.

"He De, you're talking about magical girls, I've made up for it."

"Nonsense, that thing can never be found again."

Wen Jiu took out a copy booklet from the plastic bag and simply bound it with long staples.

In fact, when he came to the detention center today, the staff conducted security checks on Wen Jiu, and they were also curious why he was carrying a comic booklet, and it was a photocopy of the manuscript.

I would like to ask the guards around him, Wen Jiu got permission to approach the tempered glass, and while flipping through the comic book, he pasted the page number of the last magical girl purifying villain "He De" on the glass.

Open the game interface and wait for the Dream Points to come.

For such a difficult commission, at least give me more than 20 points, right?

"Where did you get this thing?!"

"I promised that I would go back and make up for it, so I tried every means to get it through a good buddy with a lot of connections, which cost me a lot of money."

"Let me see! Let me see again!"

The comic book turned a few pages through the glass. He De had a high degree of myopia. He didn't wear glasses today, so he could only vaguely see the familiar outlines in the style.

Wen Jiu turned around and discussed with the guards behind him whether he could send the comics in and show them to He De on the opposite side.

"Mr. Wen, I can ask the staff to take things to He De's side, but you have to be careful and don't let important evidence be destroyed."

"It's okay, I didn't bring the original comics, it's just a photocopy."

After confirming that the original evidence was in order, the prison staff picked up the booklet and walked around, and entered the prisoner's room through the special passage at the rear.

He De's body was bound to a special chair, and handcuffs were attached to the central mechanism of the table to prevent the prisoner from escaping, but also reserved space for small movements of the hands.

For example, signing and fingerprinting on the record requires a small range of hand movements of the prisoner.

She turned the pages with trembling hands, the story continued to advance as the page numbered, and He De's tears flowed down his cheeks.

First a drop, two drops, then tears.

Wen Jiu had some predictions about the follow-up scenes. Mostly, He De suddenly felt some kind of call in his heart, and in a trance, he looked back to see his image of a beautiful dream, and healed the entanglement and trauma in his heart.

"This magical girl... can't bring hope to anyone! She has no value in existence!"

"Um?"

The fact is exactly the opposite of what was expected. He De did not recognize his dream image or his previous works at all, but put his face in the comic book and wept bitterly.

Wen Jiu's prediction failed, but the guards and special police Qian around him were overjoyed.

The prisoner's expression of remorse and pain often indicates that his psychological defense line is about to be broken.

"This is the character you created."

Wen Jiu further emphasized the source of the work, but He De did not deny it.

"My work can't even save myself, how can I save others? This is a useless magical girl!"

The interrogation room fell silent, and in the image of the dream, the magical girl had a pitiful expression of fear...