2. Doctors

An Cheng, who was dominated by fear, had dull eyes and quietly watched the female ghost walk towards him step by step.

"Squeak—" The sound of wooden planks rubbing against the ground sounded abruptly.

"What's wrong?!" An Cheng woke up suddenly, and his eyes gradually became focused. He looked at the female ghost not far from him with an unkind face, and stood up against the wall.

After such a long time, the distance between the female ghost and An Cheng has not actually become closer, and the reason why An Cheng feels that she is coming to him is only because the environment is too weird, and the pressure brought by her own psychological hints has caused a gap in the psychological defense line, which gives the female ghost a chance.

"Hehe! Since you can't get over, you're still afraid of a fart!" An Cheng roared angrily, he felt that he had been tricked.

It's like a person visiting a haunted house, knowing that the "ghosts" are fake, but still screaming in fright.

"Cut! Who is so bored to play such a little trick?" An Cheng grimaced, silently picked up the fruit knife in his hand, and then cautiously approached the female ghost.

"Sinner!" Ruo Ruowu's low roar seemed to become lower, and as An Cheng approached, the figure of the female ghost seemed to begin to become more and more dim.

"Demacia!" After making sure that there was no danger, An Cheng roared and rushed towards the female ghost with his fist!

"Boom!"

At the moment when An Cheng was about to touch the female ghost's body, she suddenly disappeared, and An Cheng hit the wall directly.

An Cheng was stunned, looked around, and couldn't find the female ghost anywhere.

Why is it gone?

Isn't that female ghost played by a human? How could she suddenly disappear? It's not scientific!

He rubbed the red and swollen bag on his forehead, and the pain pulled him back to reality - it wasn't a dream!

An Cheng trembled and took out a box of cigarettes, took out one, lit it, and took a hard puff.

He hadn't smoked for so long that he didn't have any inventory at home.

So......

"Where did the cigarette come from?" An Cheng's eyes widened, and after confirming that there was no one else in the house except himself, he quietly threw away the cigarette that he was about to finish smoking in his mouth and held in his hand.

Opened the window to ventilate, An Cheng's figure looked a little thin at this moment, he frowned and glanced at the door that he didn't know when to open, and he had a little headache.

Not long ago, he and a man in black "stared" at each other through the door for a long time, only to open it by himself without anyone touching it, all of which seemed extremely strange.

Although this apartment has not been renovated for a long time, it is equipped with anti-theft doors and windows!

It's just that even if An Cheng wants to break his scalp, he can't guess what's going on.

The mobile phone that receives messages every morning, the female ghost that suddenly appears and disappears, the ownerless cigarette, and the door that he opens, the scenes that happen make An Cheng feel a little confused, and he decides to check the psychiatrist to see if he is hallucinating because of too much stress recently.

"Hey, there are really enthusiastic people who come to diagnose them. An Cheng browsed through the mobile web page, and it didn't take long to find a website to consult a psychologist. Clicked in and looked at it twice, and he couldn't help but sigh.

There was nothing to say all night, and An Cheng waited until dawn.

He didn't want to have that dream anymore, there was already a shadow.

After going out to buy something to fill his stomach, An Cheng returned home and waited for the doctor's arrival.

The rating of this doctor on the mobile phone is still very high, not only young and powerful, but most importantly, good-looking and handsome!

An Cheng once again felt the philosophy of the phrase "everything is good if you look good".

didn't think about it so much, except for An Cheng's extreme attention to his psychological condition, everything else was thrown out of the clouds by him, and it was not a matter of looking for a job or a blind date now.

"Knock!" The door was knocked, An Cheng reflexively jumped up from the sofa, first vigilantly moved to the door and looked out from the cat's eye, and only then relieved himself after making sure that the person who came was the psychiatrist he ordered.

"Haven't I been too sensitive lately?" he patted on the door and sighed.

The young doctor in front of him was wearing a white shirt, and his handsome face always had a faint smile on his face, which was easy to impress. Approachability is Ancheng's intuitive feeling for this young doctor.

"Hello, are you Mr. An Cheng'an?" his voice was very gentle, as if it had a soothing effect, and An Cheng even felt that the negative emotions brought about by the fright last night had been alleviated a lot.

"I am. An Cheng nodded lightly, he had a good impression of this doctor.

"I'm Luo Pingsheng. He smiled, stood at the door and looked at An Cheng's house, and asked, "Can I come in now?"

An Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then an embarrassed but polite smile appeared on his face, he shrugged his shoulders, stepped out of the way and said, "Of course!"

"Hmm. ”

Luo Pingsheng came to the living room, held his chin and pondered.

Seeing that he didn't pay attention to himself, An Cheng didn't mind, turned around and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

"The edges and corners of the table are smoothed, the floor is covered with a thick carpet, and the hygiene is clean and tidy, and it looks like you are a person who has a slight cleanliness habit and is insecure. Luo Pingsheng looked around and muttered in a low voice.

An Cheng tilted his head, he didn't know if Luo Pingsheng was talking about himself.

After a while, Luo Pingsheng walked to the door of his bedroom, his brows furrowed, and the curvature of his mouth faded.

"You're sick and you need to be treated. ”

An Cheng was overjoyed when he heard this, was he finally going to start treatment?

However, Luo Pingsheng was still talking to himself, and even began to do some inexplicable actions.

He reached out and grabbed the air in front of him, with a slight force in his hand, and whispered, "Don't worry, I will be responsible for my own patients, and I will help you." ”

Then, An Cheng saw Luo Pingsheng's hand put down, and then as if he was listening, he tilted his head slightly and listened carefully.

An Cheng was dumbfounded, "Is it me who is 'sick' or are you sick?!" For this doctor, the favorability dropped to -100.

He felt that his three views had been refreshed.

Compared with Luo Pingsheng, he looks more like a normal person, hey!

After a while, Luo Pingsheng squinted his eyes slightly and nodded.

"Hey, as long as you can find the real culprit of the murder that happened in this murder house a year ago in seven days, you can get rid of everything you feared. As he spoke, he yawned and looked lazy.

“......”

He swore he would not believe the words of this "neurotic".

"I can't let you refuse, or she'll come back to you tonight." You will be woken up when you sleep, and if you don't sleep, you have to face her directly. Oh yes, it's worth mentioning that no matter where you move, you'll be haunted by nightmares!" Luo Pingsheng glanced at An Cheng casually, sighed lightly, and left directly regardless of An Cheng's attitude.

"Boy?" An Cheng was speechless. Judging from the current situation, Luo Pingsheng should know everything that bothered him.

In other words, I really have to do what Luo Pingsheng said.

Find the murderer who has been gone for a year in seven days?

Why don't you let me go to the haystack to find a needle?

An Cheng suddenly felt that his life was so slim.

Lying on the couch in despair, he saw a note left by someone who didn't know.

"Don't worry, the murderer is in this building, not far away, otherwise the ghost of the female ghost will not stay there forever. She couldn't leave the building, and she didn't want to leave it, just because she hadn't fulfilled her last wish. As long as you reason carefully, you should be able to find some clues to find the real murderer, come on, boy, believe in yourself. I hope I won't be here to collect your body in seven days—Luo Pingsheng. ”