Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

"But at the time, my mother and I thought we were just seeing things wrong, so we didn't take it seriously."

Yin Jiu sighed.

Zhu Jiaoming also breathed a sigh of relief. He bit off the pen cap again and said, "If it is a short-term hallucination, perhaps we can consider the possibility of mental weakness."

"But doctor, I haven't finished my story yet." Yin Jiu touched the emotional point in his arms, obviously not intending to let this poor doctor go.

Seeing that the other party put down his pen again and listened patiently, he nodded with great satisfaction.

"We had a pretty smooth two weeks after that, but in the third week, something went wrong."

"I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and suddenly heard a rustling sound outside the door. I was worried it was a thief, so I quietly walked to the door to see what was going on."

"I opened the peephole and looked outside the door, only to see my mother standing outside, constantly touching the keyhole with her hand. That was the reason for the rustling sound, as if she really wanted to come in."

"Then did you open the door for her?" Dr. Zhujiao's goose bumps stood up on his arms little by little.

"I thought my mother had gone out in the middle of the night, and was about to open the door, but suddenly I remembered the woman I saw that day." Yin Jiu's voice was erratic, "I felt that something seemed wrong, so I didn't open the door, but ran to my mother's bedroom. After entering, I saw my mother sleeping on the bed."

"..." Doctor Zhu Jiao's hands were no longer under control. He put the white coat on the back of the chair back on himself and gave Yin Jiu an awkward smile, "The air conditioning is a little low. Keep talking."

"Okay," Yin Jiu said without hesitation, "I called my mother back then, but when we mustered up the courage to check again, the identical person was gone again."

"Then didn't you check the surveillance?" With the help of the white coat, Dr. Zhujiao straightened his back again.

"Yes, but surveillance was not popular at that time. There was no surveillance in the corridor, so we could only check the scene outside... But everything was normal outside, and no one came in the middle of the night."

"During that time, my mother and I lived in fear every day, but no one believed what we said. They all thought we were sick."

"So, doctor, do you also think I'm sick?"

"Yes... cough cough cough." Doctor Zhujiao was suddenly asked the key point and almost let the cat out of the bag. He coughed violently and cursed the other party for being cunning in his heart.

"How is that possible? What you said makes sense, but this kind of supernatural incident is too horrifying after all. It's normal for outsiders to be unwilling to believe it out of fear."

"So that's how it is. I'm so glad you understand me." Yin Jiu immediately smiled in cooperation, but soon a trace of sadness appeared on his face. "It's a pity that the days of fear and worry didn't last long."

"What do you mean?" Doctor Zhujiao sketched a few more strokes on the paper.

"Have you ever heard how a child who is just learning to speak pronounces words?" Yin Jiu suddenly asked back.

"I don't know much about this. My wife and I don't have any children yet." Zhu Jiao felt that Yin Jiu's topic jumps around a bit and raised his eyebrows in confusion.

I saw Yin Jiu's long eyelashes drooping slightly, "It was the kind of babbling, unclear sound."

"At first, the person didn't dare to speak at all. Later, she would make that sound when she opened her mouth. She secretly practiced in my house for a long time and finally could speak fluently. But this voice is completely different from my real mother's... She even denied the experience she had with me."

At this point, Yin Jiu's voice suddenly dropped, and Doctor Zhu Jiao finally confirmed Yin Jiu's condition.

It's a serious delusion.

Zhu Jiao was filling out the medical record truthfully, but suddenly he saw Yin Jiu smile miserably.

"Now my real mother and the fake one are gone. I don't know where that thing came from or what its purpose is. I think no one in this world will believe me anymore."

"I know you must have written severe paranoia on my medical record, right? In fact, I also hope that all this is false and that my illness has become more serious."

"Because, this time I saw myself again... exactly the same."

"..."

-

The young winery cadres returned with fresh emotional points, leaving behind a doctor with a high hairline in the infirmary, who looked dejected and had lost a few hairs.

After a long while, he silently picked up the phone, "Hello, are you Yin Jiu's guardian? His problem is quite serious, I..."

"..."

Not to mention how the psychiatrist was trembling with horror in his office.

Yin Jiu did not choose to go home immediately, but took a detour to buy a small animal cream cake and two macarons.

Then, as expected, when he turned around again, he saw the familiar Porsche 356A parked outside the store.

"I knew you had secretly planted a tracker on me." Yin Jiu tapped on the black glass window on Gin's side with his fingers. At the same time the window was lowered, he keenly noticed the inappropriate little bamboo stick in the other person's hand.

"..." Yin Jiu's eyes twitched, and he ignored the other person's cold gaze as if nothing had happened, and handed the small cake to him, "You must be tired after working all day. I bought this specially for you to supplement your sugar."

“…” This kid is quite good at coaxing people.

Gin hesitated for only a second, then took the cake from Yin Jiu without saying a word.

Yin Jiu simply lowered his head, folded the wheelchair, closed the umbrella, and sat in the back seat.

"Grenfiddich, is there a share for me?" This time he was the one who told the secret!

Vodka rubbed his hands expectantly, and then he saw Yin Jiu handing him a macaron. He was immediately disappointed, "It's different from my brother's..."

"But it's the same as mine." Yin Jiu winked at the vodka and raised the macarons of the same color in his hand. "Cheers."

"Cheers?" Vodka blinked in confusion, then understood immediately.

This represents the friendship of the alliance!

In an instant, his slight awkwardness disappeared, and he took a bite of the macaron.

Gin always felt that the current atmosphere was a little bit wrong. He was clearly eating a more expensive cream cake, but for some reason he felt a sense of loneliness while eating it.

Hmm... suddenly the food seems a bit tasteless.

Gin stopped eating the cake and stared at the macaron in Vodka's hand with a questioning look, as if thinking about something.

The burly man in black was suddenly locked in a cold gaze. He subconsciously exerted a little more strength on his hands. Then he looked around and threw the rest of the macaron into his mouth with a "snap".

Gin: “…” It was even more annoying.

"Mr. Guardian, do you want to eat macarons too?" Yin Jiu saw Gin staring at Vodka and immediately made a thoughtful suggestion, "The cake shop is over there. I can go down and buy some for you right now."

Seeing that Gin did not object immediately, Yin Jiu opened the car door on his own initiative, held an umbrella and ran into the store again.

Vodka looked at Yin Jiu's back with a hint of envy on his face, "Glenfiddie seems to really like you, big brother."

is it?

Gin scooped another spoonful of cake and looked at Vodka as if he was looking at a critically ill patient in the ICU.

Vodka was obviously stimulated by such a look, and then he savored the sweetness at the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but said, "Brother, you see, although Glenfiddich always sticks to you and makes trouble, have you ever thought about why he doesn't stick to Rum or Chianti?"

"Because I am his guardian." Gin took another bite of cake as a matter of course.

Then he saw the look of disappointment in his younger brother's eyes.