Chi Xun met the psychiatrist who contacted him at the door of the room, Xu Cheng. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xu Cheng leaned against the door, looked down at his phone, and only raised his head when the light was blocked by the shadow, saw that it was Chi Xun, smiled and shook hands with him, he was in his early thirties, and his maintenance has always been good, because of the work in the past two days, he looks a little tired at the moment. He and Chi Xun are familiar with each other, and they are both young talents in the field of psychology, and they often meet at academic forums, so they don't have too many greetings.

"The patient was in the room and looked nervous."

"Okay," Chi Xun patted him on the shoulder, "pay attention to rest." Then, without waiting for anyone to react, he knocked on the door, pushed the door and entered. Leaving Xu Cheng behind him, he shook his head helplessly and smiled.

He is a very good person in his major, and after choosing psychology from university, he has been praised all the way, and he has always been satisfied with his achievements until he met Chi Xun.

Chi Xun ......

He looked at the door that had been closed by Chi Xun.

When I met Chi Xun, I realized that there was really such a thing as a genius, and what he had worked hard to learn for several years was just a thought in his hands.

The clinic's rooms are clean and welcoming, with soft cushions on the sofa and openwork flowers embroidered on the beige curtains.

The sunlight came in through the large glass, and as soon as Chi Xun entered the room, he saw the figure sitting on the windowsill.

There are a few persimmon trees outside the clinic, planted for several years, at this time they are two or three stories high, and autumn is the ripening season, and orange persimmons hang on the branches. Lu Yan sat there and looked at the persimmon outside the window, and waited until Chi Xun walked in before looking back at him.

His face was pale, weaker than when they first met, his eyes were bloodshot red, and his whole person was faintly uneasy.

"Dr. Chi."

"Hello." Chi Xun smiled at people, sat on the chair on the side, grabbed the cushion and hugged it in his arms, leaned back on the back of the chair, and was at ease, "You have read my book, and you suspect that you have a psychological problem, but you don't dare to tell your family, so you want to ask me." ”

"Yes."

"You should know that mental illness is very common, but there are differences in degree. We can control and cure it through chat, communication, medication, etc., and it is not a great symptom. Ji Xun said very easily, looking at people honestly with a pair of eyes.

"But it's not the same as mental illness."

Chi Xun looked at the person's lips trembling slightly due to fear and anxiety, narrowed his eyes, and still replied: "Yes, psychological problems are that normal people have some short-term psychological symptoms in response to stimuli after being stimulated by the outside world, which can often be alleviated and disappeared after the stimulus is eliminated, but it may also last until later, or even generalize, and the psychological problem evolves into a mental illness." Mental illness refers to a general term for diseases in which the incidence of brain function is disordered, resulting in different degrees of disorders in mental activities such as cognition, emotion, behavior, and will. There are many pathogenic factors: congenital heredity, personality characteristics, physical factors, organic factors, social environmental factors, etc. Many mentally ill patients have delusions, hallucinations, delusions, emotional disorders, impermanence of crying and laughing, self-talk, bizarre behavior, and decreased will. Professionally speaking, according to the American Psychological Association's authoritative DSM5, "psychosis" usually refers to the "Schizophrenia_Spectrum_and_Other_Psychotic_Disorders" in Mental_Disorder, including schizophrenia, other mental disorders, and schizophrenoid personality disorders. ”

"Doctor......" Lu Yan's head was against the transparent glass, and the sunlight sprinkled in cast a shadow under his eyes, he looked extremely weak, "I may be a psychopath, I think about killing people in my dreams, what if one day, I can't control myself and really kill?" ”

Chi Xun still looked at him gently, few young people would have such an inclusive gaze, "Where were you from eight to ten o'clock last night?" ”

"The church."

"Well," Chi Xun got up, "I'll find a psychiatrist to make a diagnosis for you, don't worry until the results come out." ”

Lu Yan stumbled down and grabbed his hand: "Don't go." He looked at him, his hands gripping tightly, as if he were grasping driftwood, "You can do it for me." ”

Chi Xun patted him gently: "Good." ”

He is never arrogant, and he can also do diagnostic tests, but he has a specialization in surgery, and Xu Cheng is more professional than him.

After going out, I saw Liang Yu standing outside leaning against the wall and smoking, his back slightly bent, his forehead hair covering his eyebrows, he couldn't see clearly, but he was a little tired. He called him, and Liang Yu reacted, and snuffed out the cigarette with two fingers: "How is it?" ”

"It's not him," Chi Xun pulled out the evidence bag from his pocket, "Go back and let Twilight check the material." ”

Liang Yu took it and answered. Chi Xun stopped him again, lifted his chin with two fingers, and frowned and looked him in the eyes. He was a little shorter than Liang Yu, but at this time he had a condescending voice.

"What are you doing here?" Liang Yu laughed, wanting to keep his head away, Chi Xun withdrew his hand and patted him lightly on the side of his face, "This case is over, go talk to Xiao Shen." ”

Shen Wei, a psychological counselor at the police station, the police are prone to some psychological problems, especially their group, which always handles serial murders and perverted killers, and needs to do psychological counseling in time, otherwise there will always be some problems over time. Liang Yu seems to be the most casual, but in fact he is the most normal person in the second group. The rest of the people...... Or be ruthless, or have something to rely on, and you can always find a solution.

Liang Yu also understood and nodded. Chi Xun is their friend and work partner, so he doesn't give them professional psychological counseling and treatment.

"You're not leaving?"

"I'll stay with this kid for a while."

Liang Yu remembered what he found in Lu Yan's room, and sighed: "He...... There must be something wrong. ”

"Well, that's why I need it, I'm always scared when I'm sick."

Then Xu Cheng entered the house to test him, Chi Xun waited outside alone, and Han Yan called in the middle and told him the note he received in the morning.

"They don't have a chance to ......" Chi Xun glanced at the room inexplicably, "Do you remember the lipstick killer?" ”

On June 5, 1945, a man named Josephine? Rose's 43-year-old woman was killed in her apartment. She was stabbed several times, and she was still clutching a strand of black hair in her hand. The police interrogated her boyfriend and ex-husband, but neither of them broke through. And just six months later, also in Chicago, Illinois, on December 20, the young female military soldier Francis? Brown, who also died in her apartment, was shot in the head and stabbed in the neck - it was clear that the murderer's purpose was to keep her mouth alive. At the scene of the crime, the murderer left a few lines of scribbled words:

For_heAVens_SAkE_cAtch_me_BEFore_I_kill_more_I_cannot_control_myselF.

The handwritten words on the letter were irregularly mixed with the use of uppercase and lowercase letters, and these strange lines of comments were written on the bathroom wall with a lipstick, so the media gave the killer the nickname "Lipstick Killer".

"For God's sake, catch me before I kill more! I can't control myself anymore. ”