Three people and one ghost solved 43 mysterious cases.

Something felt vaguely wrong. Cheng Yutong felt something was wrong.

This is the third day of the case.

After experiencing the huge fear after the murder, escaping, and then facing Xu Fangda's violent catharsis just now, he suddenly recalled the scene of the crime.

Cheng Yutong reached the fourth stage of instinctive reaction - doubt.

She wondered if there was another possibility.

Cheng Yutong walked on the street with complicated thoughts for a while, and then came to a psychological clinic.

She has been undergoing treatment here for some time without telling her family.

Six months ago, she felt she was sick and came here for the first time.

The psychiatrist concluded that Cheng Yutong suffered from mild manic depression and would be suddenly agitated and have sudden fantasies.

In the past six months, she has improved greatly through a series of treatments such as hypnosis and drugs.

Back to this moment, she walked into the psychological clinic.

The attending psychiatrist wondered, "You didn't have an appointment today."

Cheng Yutong said, psychiatrist, can you lend me your secret room?

Of course, the psychiatrist smiled.

Then the psychiatrist opened a secret door at the back of the office.

This is a ten square meter, completely soundproofed, airtight room. The walls are wrapped in anti-collision blue foam.

This room is used for patients to express their emotions and pour out their anger.

Some people like to shout, while others prefer silence in solitude.

The psychiatrist pressed the remote control, and soft saxophone music came from the speakers above.

There is a comfortable single sofa in the middle.

Now in the secret room, Cheng Yutong felt that the door to her heart that was about to become unblockable had finally found the most suitable exit.

"Stay as long as you want." After the psychiatrist finished speaking, he left the room.

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Cheng Yutong locked the door, and with the click of the door, her heart sank.

Then she sat on the sofa, lying at a 45-degree angle.

Above the head is a mural of a vast starry sky. Light is emitted from the "starry sky top", and each star shines with deep secrets.

This picture will allow patients to better access their inner world.

Cheng Yutong put on a massage eye mask, which fully massaged her eyes and temples.

Cheng Yutong listened to the music, recalled the stars in the night sky, and gradually felt relieved.

This was her most relaxed moment after committing the murder.

Now she must follow the self-treatment that the psychiatrist taught her before, enter a meditative state, and hypnotize herself.

A starry sky slowly appeared in Cheng Yutong's mind.

Under the starry sky, there is a mottled, old 10-story building with wild roses covering the walls.

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What's in the dream?

Cheng Yutong opened her eyes. She was next to a black cement wall with a large number 10 written on it.

Walking down the stairs, mist-colored dust floated in the air.

There is an ajar door in the corridor on the 9th floor. Through the crack in the door, you can see the room inside.

There were seven or eight cages standing with several animals in them.

There is an aluminum alloy cage that is very clean and particularly bright.

The cage was covered with a warm quilt, and placed a few pieces of paper, a few crayons, some bread and water.

In this cage is a 4-year-old girl, this is her childhood.

Recalling my childhood,

She lives in a private house with a yard. There are large and small cages in the yard, and animals are kept in the cages.

A rabbit ate grass with red eyes, a monkey grinned, a wild bird with beautiful feathers, and a snake.

The first father, Yao Bing, was a hunter. After returning from hunting, he would put the prey in a cage and sell it in a few days.

Eating game was popular in that era, and she could sometimes think of animals that would die after seeing them once or twice.

She was afraid of her first father, Yao Bing. Yao Bing was often away from home and would always be drunk when he came back. He would often yell at her and pick up a whip when he lost money in gambling.

Unhappy childhoods are much the same.

Whenever this happens, there is a woman standing in front of her, protecting her with her thin body.

The whip struck the woman's body, blocking her pain.

It was her first mother, Ling.

Ling's face lingered in Cheng Yutong's mind.

Ling is very thin and has curly hair. Ling's teeth are yellow, and she often holds a cigarette in her hand, filled with smoke.

Ling was very kind to her. They hugged each other and slept together every night. She could feel Ling's body shaking slightly and Ling's sigh.

Ling couldn't seem to be happy. There were several knife scars on Ling's arms.

Cheng Yutong once asked, "Mom, why are there so many wounds on your hands? Who did it?"

"I don't know that me either." Ling said lonely.

After giving birth, Ling suffered from depression.

One day, Ling lay on the ground in the yard, wiped a cage clean, spread a quilt inside, and put a bunch of paintbrushes and bread inside.

Ling carried Cheng Yutong into the cage and said, "Mom has something to do. You play in the cage for a while."

Ling locked the cage, then returned to the house and closed the door.

Cheng Yutong read and drew in the cage, and opened a bag of bread when she was hungry.

The sky suddenly changed, and she felt a little uneasy.

In a cage a few meters away, several monkeys saw the snacks and screamed excitedly, shaking the iron cage with their hands.

The snake stuck out its tongue, and a fluorescent yellow light flashed in its eyes.

Those twisted animals' faces, teeth, those screams, and the drool dripping from their mouths made Cheng Yutong even more frightened.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and it started to rain wet and sticky.

She slapped the cage and called for her mother, but there was no movement in the house.

I don’t know how long she screamed, but a neighbor found her and rescued her from the cage.

The neighbor pried open the door of the house. There was a pool of blood on the ground, and one hand was hanging down.

Then there was the sound of an ambulance, and several psychiatrists came and took Ling away on a stretcher. Ling's face was covered with cloth.

When she was four years old, her first mother died.

This memory was left behind that ajar door, in those cages.

Cheng Yutong put her hand on the door and lowered it again.

To this day, she still doesn't have the courage to look directly at that past.

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Return to meditative dreamland.

Cheng Yutong continued walking down and reached the 8th floor.

There is a piece of glass inlaid on the door. Inside is a two-bedroom house with sofas and furniture. The interior decoration is warm enough.

She was 8 years old that year, holding up a No. 1 certificate, and standing in front of her were her current parents, Cheng Yuansheng and Wu Fang.

She wanted a big hug, but what she got was her parents gently touching her head, "You're awesome."

Since being "exchanged", she has worked hard to get her parents' attention. Although her parents love her, they don't love her very much.

She felt that there was always someone they couldn't let go of in their parents' hearts, and that was Yao Yao.

No matter what, her parents couldn't give her their full attention.

At this moment, Cheng Yutong peeked at her parents' faces through the glass window. The expressions on her parents' faces seemed to say, it would be great if Yao Yao was here, and it would be great if it was Yao Yao who got 100 points in the exam.

why?

Why is it that I am your biological child, but you keep thinking about Yao Yao.