Absurd deduction game

The door to the school doctor's office was opened.

Yu Xing glanced at the layout of the room in an instant. It was strange. The school doctor's office should have the kind of white single bed provided for injured students, and there would also be a medicine cabinet for doctors and teachers to take medicine.

But the place is empty, with only a desk in the most conspicuous position, with very soft-looking sofas placed on both sides, and the floor is covered in black and white plaid.

On the other side, a thick curtain was pulled up, and no one could see what was behind.

This space is much larger than it appears from the outside. A middle-aged woman in a white coat is sitting behind the desk, her head lowered and thinking about something on the paper on the desk.

Hearing the sound of the door being opened, a faint smile instantly appeared on her face. She raised her head, and almost before she saw who came in, she welcomed her with a gentle tone: "Some classmates are here. , come and sit down here."

There were exactly two empty chairs opposite her desk, as if she had already predicted the number of people coming.

"Are you the psychology teacher?" Yu Xing walked over obediently and asked a little cautiously.

Zhao Yijiu followed him and closed the door behind him with a bang, regardless of whether it would scare the "vulnerable" classmates who came here for treatment.

He glanced back coldly and saw that the door was closed but nothing else appeared. He turned his head back indifferently and watched Yu Xing start his best performance.

"Yes, your physics teacher has told me in advance that you will come and chat with me during the first class." The psychology teacher's speaking rhythm was unexpectedly normal, almost like a real-life psychological counselor. , exuding a gentle and comfortable feeling that makes people relax.

The most important thing is that this psychology teacher has black hair and black eyes, and his face is also a standard Chinese face. This is really rare in St. Jonis Middle School. In other words, among all the teachers Yu Xing has met so far, this is the only one. A face that was not European.

She is a beautiful middle-aged woman with outstanding temperament.

"Sit down quickly. Why are you standing? Don't be nervous when you come to me. Just relax." The psychology teacher pointed to the two chairs with a smile.

Yu Xing chose one and sat down, while Zhao Yijiao sat down on the other in silence.

"I have a question." Yu Xing opened his eyes, seemingly curious, but didn't know whether he should ask.

"Say it, kid." The psychology teacher conscientiously pretended to be attentive and listening.

Yu Xing looked around, and his tone was still cautious and a little reserved: "Isn't this the school doctor's office? I heard that people who were injured at school also come here for treatment, but why are there only psychological consultation-related furnishings here now?"

"Well, you are right, I am also a normal doctor." The psychology teacher looked at him, his eyes full of love, "But when doing psychological consultation, I don't want the wound treatment equipment to affect the treatment. The mentality of the students being consulted would make them feel nervous, so I rearranged this place before you came."

"You are such a good and conscientious teacher!" Yu Xing was deeply moved.

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

Really lost my sight.

"Okay, now let's get to the point. Although I also want to start the topic between us by chatting, your situation is special. I would like to know more about what happened to you last night. What happened to you? The physics teacher didn't have any details when he told me." The psychology teacher's long black hair was combed sideways into a hanging braid, extending to the bottom of the table where Yu Xing couldn't see it.

Hearing this, uneasiness and fear immediately appeared in his eyes: "I don't want to recall that memory, it was too scary..."

"Don't be nervous, kid." The psychology teacher comforted him gently and advised, "Facing your fears is also an important part of relief. Well, it seems you are not ready yet."

She turned to look at Zhao Yijiu: "Classmate Sam seems to have a better tolerance for this matter. I believe you can recall what happened last night, right?"

Zhao Yijiao, who wanted to watch the show all the time, was suddenly called upon. He looked directly into the psychiatrist's eyes for a while, and then said, "Okay."

"Great, then let Mr. Roy take a rest first and tell me everything you saw." The psychology teacher's attention immediately turned to Zhao Yijiao.

Both the physics teacher and the psychology teacher believed that the two of them were involved in the incident where the frightened roars and cries came from the women's restroom last night. However, the two of them who came out of the door of the men's restroom must have only seen what happened. the second half of.

So the first person the physics teacher communicated with last night was Qu Xianqing. When Qu Xianqing postponed the psychological consultation to the day after tomorrow, the physics teacher retreated and contacted them.

This means that what the teachers want to know is the specific situation of the ghost attack in the evening self-study. Zhao Yijiu thought that this is similar to what Yu Xing guessed. The ghost and the teacher must not be of the same species, and there is no channel for contact between them. But the teacher's attitude towards ghosts is very strange. On the one hand, he is indulgent, but on the other hand, he seems to have some desire for research.

"Yesterday I was going to the toilet, and suddenly I heard an unpleasant sound coming from the women's restroom." After thinking about it, Zhao Yijiu said, "I was about to rush over to see what was going on, but suddenly I realized that it was the women's restroom. So he stopped outside the door."

The psychology teacher's expression is full of an attentive listening attitude. This attitude is the easiest for the consultant to relax his vigilance and feel that he is being treated sincerely.

"Stop outside the door, what happens next?" she prompted encouragingly.

"I heard a woman singing an opera." Zhao Yijiu recalled Qu Xianqing's nonsense yesterday. It was all nonsense anyway, so he helped polish it up by the way, "She was praising her sun."

"Praise to the sun..." The psychology teacher was not aware of the seriousness of the problem at the moment. He thought about it seriously after hearing this word, as if he was going through some kind of memory.

Yu Xing looked in pain and covered his ears with his hands.

"Then what?" The psychology teacher asked reluctantly, probably not recalling any valid information.

"I also heard the sound of a knife cutting through flesh, and then there was the female classmate in our class -" Zhao Yijiu paused, "I also saw her bullying Roy in the afternoon. I didn't expect that something would happen to her at night. Killing while singing opera.”

Psychology teacher: "...Wait a minute, you said that the dead female classmate had bullied..."

She turned her eyes to Yu Xing, who looked sad: "Have you ever bullied the newly transferred classmate Roy?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I have already said that I don't want to recall what happened last night!" Yu Xing raised his head in pain, "Her name is Lisa. She kicked my table when I came here yesterday. She was very, very unfriendly."

"Oh my gosh, this is really unfortunate news, but it also proves that you are a good child. She bullied you, but you feel sad for her death and afraid of her death." The psychology teacher pulled Yu over. Xing's hand gently patted the back of his hand, "Calm down, my child."

"I'm so sad..." Yu Xing maintained his expression as if he was about to cry, even though there wasn't a single tear in his eyes, "Yesterday I heard the noise in the women's room next door, and I wanted to go over and watch right away... but Sam didn't let me I go."

He held the psychology teacher's hand in his hand and noticed that there were many wrinkles on the hands. Compared to the psychology teacher's age, her hands looked too old, and they were as cold as corpses.

"Teacher, why do you think this is? I wanted to see what expression Lisa was crying on, but Sam stopped me because it was the women's bathroom!"

The psychology teacher's hand froze when he was holding it, and he vaguely felt that this sentence sounded a bit strange.

"Because that's the women's restroom." Zhao Yijing noticed Yu Xing's arrogant thoughts and cooperated coldly, "And the crying was already very noisy. If you go in and laugh at her, it will be even more noisy."

Psychology teacher: "A joke?"

Yu Xing let go of the psychology teacher's hand and stared at Zhao Yijiao angrily: "You don't understand at all. Even if she hasn't bullied me, I'm still curious about how a girl can scream so loudly. I’ve seen people killing pigs before, and the pigs didn’t even scream like that!”

They all knew that the real scream and cry last night was the ghost in the women's toilet. Lisa died quickly, but Qu Xianqing tortured the ghost for a long time.

Here, in order to match Qu Xianqing's statement, they could only silently apologize to Lisa.

"Well, Roy, it seems that your mental state is not very good. I heard your physics teacher said that when he found you yesterday, you were obviously very scared. So, what are you afraid of?" The psychology teacher said Suddenly, she discovered that the brain circuits of the two students seemed to be different from what she predicted, but she still tried to return the consultation to the normal process.

"Oh, I think yesterday..." Yu Xing frowned and tried to remember, "By the way, just after I rushed out of the men's room, I looked at the door of the women's room and saw flesh and blood on the ground, and A pair of high heels.”

"The murderer was wearing very gorgeous clothes, the knife in his hand was also very beautiful, and the high heels were red. At that moment, she seemed to have noticed me and glanced at me."

Finally coming to the key point, the psychology teacher breathed lightly and listened attentively. Even though the information provided by the two students so far was as confusing as a ball of paste, the answer will soon emerge: "You must read it." It’s in her face, right?”

"I didn't see it." Yu Xing said.

Psychology teacher: "..."

"That's right, poor child, when the murderer turns to look at you and you two face each other, you will see her face anyway. It must be the fear in your heart that seals this memory. , now I need you to think about it carefully... Come, follow my description, slow down your breathing, and recall bit by bit..."

"No need, teacher, I really didn't see it." Yu Xing scratched his head and returned to the cautiousness he had when he entered the door. "The opera singer is wearing a mask."

He sighed: "Today's murderers are so strict. They still sing while wearing a mask. I'm afraid she will suffocate to death because of this. Hey, she must have done this to prevent others from recognizing her."

There were cracks in the psychology teacher's smile.

Zhao Yijiu supported his head with his hands and covered most of his face. He really couldn't listen anymore. Yu Xing was teasing the psychology teacher as if he was mentally retarded.

"Okay, then." The psychology teacher smiled lightly, "You saw the murderer, and what happened in between until the physics teacher came?"

"After she glanced at me, I sensed her murderous intent, so I was very scared, so I dragged Sam and ran back to the men's room." Yu Xing said, "The other side became quiet after that, and Yi was frightened. Sabella and Lien came out, and Isabella wanted me to go over and help her see where the blood was on her body."

"We stood at the door for a while, and the physics teacher came over."

"Is this all you know?" The psychology teacher seemed a little confused, but this confusion didn't seem to be directed at them. His eyes seemed to be looking at the physics teacher who was not here from a long distance, and he just asked these two questions. Is there anything good for a student to say?

"I must make a statement." Zhao Yijiu said seriously, "The killer singing was very nice, but it was a pity that it was mixed in with the crying, so I didn't hear it clearly."

"Okay, that's not the point!" The psychology teacher confirmed that they didn't know many details at all, and their expressions instantly became completely different from when they first met.

"Very well, now that you have faced your fears, we are going to start treatment now." She smiled again, but this time her smile looked a little distorted.

There was a faint noise from the chair where the two were sitting. Zhao Yijiu instinctively moved aside, but Yu Xing sat on the chair and did not move.

The next moment, several iron rings popped out of the chair, firmly fixing him on the seat. No one was caught in Zhao Yijie's chair because he had already stood up and quickly walked around behind Yu Xing's chair.

"What are you doing?" A flash of scarlet flashed across Zhao Yijiao's eyes.

The psychology teacher did not expect that classmate Sam was so quick. She was stunned for a moment, and she seemed to be thinking about it, and then replied: "Based on what I just learned, I think your situation is not very bad. After sharing the matter with me, you are very happy." You will soon forget the fear of yesterday and return to normal life, so, this classmate, you can leave."

Yu Xing's hands, legs and waist were tightly fixed: "What about me? Teacher!"

"Your problem is more serious. We still need to have a good and separate chat." The psychology teacher gave Yu Xing a meaningful look.

"I -" Zhao Yijiao was about to say that he had serious mental problems and would not leave. The only relatively free head in Yu Xing's body turned towards him: "I really envy you, Sam. Then go back first and tell me I need to treat them well.”

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

This was to ask him to go back and report the situation to Zhao Mou.

In fact, both of them knew that the reason why the psychology teacher asked him to go back was because he was not trapped by the chair. This reflected from the side that the psychology teacher's combat ability should not be strong.

Yu Xing should be able to handle it.

After thinking about this, Zhao Yijiu no longer wanted to stay in this extremely embarrassing place. He didn't want to recall those stupid stories just pulled out of his mouth. If he was given a chance, he would probably refuse. Come here to talk nonsense with Yu Xing.

Classmate "Sam" turned around and left without any nostalgia. The door to the school doctor's office was opened normally, and then closed after Zhao Yijiu left.

The psychology teacher sighed: "Oh, you are the only one left now. You are such a troublesome child."

Yu Xing looked at her.

With a crazy look on her face, she snapped her fingers, and the curtains in the room suddenly opened.

In the space on the other side, countless bloody knives and torture instruments were hung on the wall, some of which were even stained with minced meat.

She planned to appreciate the fear in the transfer student's eyes, and motioned Yu Xing to look there: "Take a look, you will like my treatment methods."

"Wow, is this the school doctor's office?" Yu Xing exclaimed, then nodded to the psychology teacher with a smile, "I will indeed like it very much, it's great, now it's finally the turn of the two of us... to talk alone. "