Psychic

After Judy left, Jun Chengzong took Tiandong to the deepest part of the alley with a gun in his hand.

Because Tiandong was afraid of the gun in Jun Chengzong's hand, he did not exert his mental control on Jun Chengzong again, but sat obediently on the used tire aside.

Jun Chengzong was sitting opposite Tiandong, the gun in his hand and his eyes never leaving Tiandong.

Tiandong turned sideways, not daring to look directly at Jun Chengzong. He just huddled there weakly, always wanting to say something to Jun Chengzong, but when he saw the black hole in the muzzle of the gun in Jun Chengzong's hand, he was about to come again. The words on his lips were choked back.

Jun Chengzong looked at Tiandong and calmed down a little. He looked at Tiandong and asked in a deep voice: "When did you perform mental control on Li Yehua? Was it two hours before the incident? ?”

The expression on Tiandong's face was hesitant to speak. He looked at Jun Chengzong for a long time, and finally just lowered his head deeply: "I didn't kill anyone. I really didn't kill anyone."

Looking at the expression on Tian Dong's face, Jun Chengzong was a little doubtful. When he was in college, he had joined the school's micro-expression research group and had a fairly good understanding of human facial expressions, so when he saw Tian Dong say this When looking at his expression, a trace of doubt suddenly flashed through his heart.

Tiandong doesn't seem to be lying...

Of course, some people are fully capable of controlling their facial expressions when lying after receiving appropriate training.

"Do you know both of them?" Jun Chengzong asked Tiandong with a slightly more relaxed tone.

However, Tiandong just raised his head slightly, then lowered his head and replied: "Old Ding is my classmate. We have known each other many years ago. I have no relatives. Old Ding and these friends are me." My relatives, why should I kill them?"

As Tiandong spoke, his emotions suddenly became excited, but this excitement only existed for a moment.

Um?

When Jun Chengzong saw Tiandong's behavior, he felt a little conflicted. Tiandong didn't seem to be lying no matter how he looked at it.

"Can you tell me, when did you discover that you have the special ability of mind control?" Jun Chengzong said, putting the gun aside, apparently trying to calm down Tiandong. alert.

Sure enough, Tiandong glanced at Jun Chengzong from the corner of his eye while facing Jun Chengzong, but when he saw Jun Chengzong put the gun aside,

There was also a hint of doubt between his eyebrows.

You know, the only way Jun Chengzong can check and balance Tiandong is this gun. If this gun is put down now, then Tiandong can definitely exert mental control on Jun Chengzong before Jun Chengzong strikes back. of.

"If you do this..." Tiandong stretched out his hand to point to the gun placed by Jun Chengzong and asked softly, "Aren't you afraid...?"

When Jun Chengzong heard what Tiandong said, he was not angry but happy. He chuckled and said, "I believe you, it depends on whether you can believe me."

Tian Dong couldn't believe Jun Chengzong's initiative to lower his guard. He turned slightly and tried to face Jun Chengzong, but turned back and muttered: "How do I know what you are going to do? What are you doing..."

"Actually, I'm the same type of person as you." Jun Chengzong took out the magazine from the gun and the bullet from the chamber, and said to Tiandong.

When Tiandong heard what Jun Chengzong said, he couldn't help but look Jun Chengzong up and down, and murmured in a low voice: "You?"

Jun Chengzong nodded and continued: "I used to be a student at a foreign university. If that incident had not happened, then I might now be a psychological counselor in a psychological clinic abroad, or I might open a It’s my psychology clinic.”

After listening to Jun Chengzong's words, Tiandong slowly turned around and listened quietly to Jun Chengzong's words about what happened to him.

Jun Chengzong's experience had never been told to anyone except Carter, and even Judy didn't know much about it.

That was when Jun Chengzong had just graduated from University and was still working as an intern psychological counselor in a psychological clinic.

Just like Jun Chengzong said, if that incident hadn't happened, he might now be able to own a psychological clinic of his own, be responsible for providing psychological counseling to various people every day, and live a prosperous and comfortable life.

To this day, Jun Chengzong still remembers that it was a rainy day.

Jun Chengzong's tutor had to deal with some personal matters at noon, so he temporarily transferred his next few scheduled patients to Jun Chengzong.

Although Jun Chengzong was only an intern psychological counselor at the time, this was only because Jun Chengzong's graduation defense had not yet begun, so he could only work in the psychological clinic as an intern.

After lunch, Jun Chengzong sat in his office as usual and looked through the information of the patients who were coming in the afternoon. He made notes on his computer in advance and made various response plans.

Some Americans say they simply cannot understand Jun Chengzong's way of working. In their view, it is absolutely impossible to analyze patients' conditions outside of their scheduled appointments. But Jun Chengzong's The yellow people really did it.

Silly, apart from stupid, they couldn't think of any other adjective that could be used to describe Jun Chengzong.

Although Jun Chengzong's way of working is not accepted by others, the patients he has treated all speak highly of him. Even some extreme racists are full of praise for Jun Chengzong. .

The patients in the afternoon all suffered from very common mental illnesses. Jun Chengzong had an in-depth chat with them, and after some routine psychological counseling, he just prescribed auxiliary treatment drugs for them.

However, when the third person came to Jun Chengzong's office, his expression was obviously different from the others.

At first, when Jun Chengzong saw the patient's information, he thought it was just an ordinary anxiety disorder. However, as the conversation deepened, Jun Chengzong discovered that this person was not anxious about anything, but was really carrying something. matter.

Because of the professionalism of a psychological counselor, Jun Chengzong did not say what this person was called, but simply called him "his patient."

"Doctor, I often enter a strange world when I sleep." The patient sat in front of Jun Chengzong, acting quite restrained, and his eyes often glanced around, as if he was afraid of something.

"What kind of world is this? Can you briefly introduce it to me?" Jun Chengzong held a pen and paper in his hand, jotting down in his notebook while chatting with the patient.

"That world..." The patient held his chin with one hand and thought carefully, "That world was very similar to this world, very similar, just like a world in a mirror. Except that there were no people, everything else was almost the same. "

"Is there anything else different?" Jun Chengzong continued to ask.

Hearing Jun Chengzong's question, the patient thought about it carefully, then clapped his hands and said to Jun Chengzong: "The world seems to be covered with a layer of purple transparent glass. Everything is purple!"

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