Chapter 157: The Bell at Twelve O'Clock (6)

Just when Mu Tang was about to jump down, his arm was grabbed and pulled violently.

Her body was facing backwards, and the next second it crashed into a hard chest, causing her some pain.

Also because of the pain, I woke up.

This embrace is hard and powerful, but warm and familiar, and the voice in my ears is also low and worried.

"Sugar Baby, wake up!"

Mu Tang closed his eyes tightly, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Qi Ran frowned, swept his gaze, and finally fell on the opposite bell tower.

The hour hand points to 8:10 p.m. and there is nothing unusual about it.

He glanced at Mu Tang, who was trembling in his arms, leaned over and picked her up, turned around and left to go downstairs.

Along the way, Mu Tang didn't open his eyes, curled up in a small ball in Qi Ran's arms, trembling slightly.

Qi Ran didn't stop all the way, returned to the car, hugged her and sat directly in the back seat.

turned on the heater and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead with a tissue, "Good, are you better?" ”

Mu Tang had come to her senses, she bit her lip and nodded.

Although she was still weak, she collapsed as if she had walked around the ghost gate.

This is indeed the case, if Qi Ran hadn't grabbed her just now, I'm afraid she would have fallen to the fifth floor like Yueyue by now.

Mu Tang leaned on his arms and was quiet for a while, and only slowly opened his eyes when he was completely relieved.

Looking at Qi Ran's worried eyes, she pursed the corners of her lower lip, touched his frowning forehead, and said apologetically: "Brother, I'm fine, don't worry."

Qi Ran stared at her with squinted eyes, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she did come to her senses.

He let go of her and let her sit aside, with a serious look on his face, and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Mu Tang sat up straight and thought for a while, "I think it should be hypnotic ......"

Qi Ran's eyes sank, "Hypnosis? ”

Mu Tang nodded, "I think Yueyue was hypnotized." She must have been standing there, hypnotized, and jumping off herself...... So when I stood there, I unconsciously substituted for her......"

Thinking of that picture, Mu Tang's heart tightened, and the pain was like a knife.

She took a deep breath and said her guess, "So, the murderer, who can do hypnosis, is likely to be a psychologist?" ”

It must be a very good person to do this.

It's just a memory-like past, and she was taken in and almost had an accident. And her current sense of prostration and powerlessness is obviously the sequelae of mental damage.

"If it's true, then it's possible that my previous speculation is true. This person just has a very serious newspaper mentality, and he wants to take revenge on society, so he kills people. ”

The more Mu Tang thought about it, the more he felt that he was right.

Some psychologists, after seeing too many people with psychological problems, are actually very likely to have psychological problems themselves.

But they don't know it, or they know it, but they don't think it's a problem.

Because in their world of ideas, their psychology is incomparably strong, and everything they think is correct.

It is impossible for them to find other psychologists to cure them, like ordinary patients, which is called being able to cure people but not being autonomous.

Qi Ran listened to Mu Tang's analysis, his eyebrows were slightly gloomy, "Psychologist? ”

Mu Tang nodded, "A man, a very thin man, a man who studies psychology and hypnosis." Who could it be? ”

In fact, the characteristics of the murderer that she has now should be obvious, but Mu Tang still can't think of who it will be, at least it means that this person is not someone she knows.