Neverland

Xu Muzhou stared dumbfounded at Ji Xiaoli being brought down by Yan Cen, feeling as if he had watched a black technology show.

"Brother Yan..." Xu Muzhou shouted at Yan Cen like a thief, "Hey, look at me."

Yan Cen hooked a pulley chair by the door with his feet, supported Ji Xiaoli's shoulders and pressed her on the stool, then straightened up and clapped his hands, turning his head to see the little fox lying on the table and waving at him.

Yan Cen: "..."

Xu Muzhou also wanted to cover up Mizhang holding up a duty list to cover his face, with only half of his eyes exposed, carefully looking around the office, and after confirming that there were no surveillance cameras, he carefully glanced at Ji Xiaoli.

"Are you a thief?" Yan Cen asked sincerely.

"Bah, you're the only thief." Xu Muzhou said bluntly, pointed at Ji Xiaoli, and asked, "Did you use props on her?"

"This is the real world." Yan Cen folded his arms and looked at him inexplicably: "Where did the props come from?"

"Then why does she..."

"It's hypnosis." Yan Cen turned his head while talking, bent down to check Ji Xiaoli's situation, and said casually: "I just tried it, but I didn't expect her willpower to be worse than Ji Yun's."

I have never eaten pork before, but I have always seen pigs run away. When Xu Muzhou was in school, there was a comprehensive university next door. In his junior year, his roommate fell in love with a girl who was studying psychology next door, so he dragged Xu Muzhou there. I took professional courses for most of the semester.

In the end, Xu Muzhou couldn't remember whether the girl caught up with her. He only remembered that the professor of psychology next door was an old man from the Mediterranean with gray hair, and his lectures were smelly and long.

However, Xu Muzhou didn't get nothing after attending the class for more than half a year. It really made him watch the guided hypnosis scene twice.

A professional psychology professor with a national certificate in his hand needs inducements and long-time repeated verbal hints when implementing hypnosis. How can Yan Cen put people over with a few words like Yan Cen.

"Have you ever tried that?" Xu Muzhou looked at him speechlessly: "Don't bully me for not reading enough, half-baked to hypnotize ordinary people for no reason, if I don't do it right, it will cause mental damage."

"Really?" Yan Cen raised one corner of his lips, and said with a light smile, "But I'm not half-baked."

After Yan Cen finished speaking, he made a gesture of pressing down and quieting at him, Xu Muzhou was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he told him to stop knocking.

He held the pen and turned it around in his hand. The pen cap that was about to hit the table fell into his palm, and the office suddenly fell silent.

"Ji Xiaoli." Yan Cen said.

Ji Xiaoli, who was leaning on the chair, frowned slightly, and moved uneasily.

"Ji Xiaoli." Yan Cen repeated again.

Ji Xiaoli's fingers curled up, Yan Cen swiftly picked up the cell phone that had slipped from her pocket, and stuffed it back into her hand.Ji Xiaoli's fingers tightened slightly, as if she was holding something that reassured her, and she let out a muffled "um" from her throat.

The doctor's desk where Xu Muzhou was located was just in front of Ji Xiaoli's right, and Yan Cen blocked more than half of his line of sight.He held up his duty sheet and poked his head out to look out. He didn't dare to say a word for a while, for fear that something bad would wake Ji Xiaoli up and call the security guards.

"You feel very relaxed now." Yan Cen said, walking lightly to the door, and slowly locked the door from inside.

"You have many secrets in your heart, and these secrets bother you." Yan Cen's voice was very soft, but with unquestionable authority: "These things make your life oppressive and heavy, so that you can't bear it. "

Aside from the hypnotized person, from the perspective of a third-party onlooker, Yan Cen's sentences and tone of voice were much stranger than usual. Xu Muzhou rubbed his arms, feeling awkward, and he didn't know why Ji Xiaoli controlled by him.

Unlike Ji Yun's hypnotherapy, Yan Cen didn't need to analyze Ji Xiaoli's psychological state this time, so the Mongolian doctor didn't even have the patience to guide the situation. He repeated the instruction twice, and after confirming that Ji Xiaoli had entered a deep hypnotic state After that, he directly started his purposeful questioning.

"Do you know Memorial?" Yan Cen said.

He got to the point so quickly, Xu Muzhou suddenly regained his energy, straightened up from the table, poked his head, trying to see Ji Xiaoli's expression.

A moment of bewilderment appeared on Ji Xiaoli's face, and after a moment of silence, she gave an answer that surprised both of them: "...I don't know."

"What's the situation?" Xu Muzhou lowered his voice and asked, "Ji Yun is also her mother, why don't you remember one or two?"

Yan Cen also frowned, he signaled Xu Muzhou to be calm, and chose a more cumbersome way of questioning.

"Have you ever had a little daughter?" Yan Cen asked.

This time Ji Xiaoli answered quickly: "Yes."

Have a little daughter, but don't know Memorial?Xu Muzhou was completely confused by this messy relationship, he leaned back on the chair and lifted the hydrangea pendant from his neck.

The hydrangea was overheated just now, but it was interrupted by an unexpected situation, so that I never had time to see the progress of the task above.

This time, Hydrangea's reaction was much stronger than that of the practice world. Xu Muzhou originally thought that the progress of the task could be improved a lot, but he didn't expect that it would only go down a little bit, not even half of it.Xu Muzhou held the pendant and rubbed it, rubbing the black slime on it with his fingers, but unfortunately the hydrangea didn't give him any face, and quietly remained motionless, showing no intention of moving at all.

Yan Cen didn't dwell too much on the questions that had already been answered, but immediately asked: "Is that Ji Yun's sister?"

"Yes." Ji Xiaoli said.

"Is Ji Yun's sister named Memorial?" Yan Cen asked suddenly.

In the process of hypnotic questioning, the therapist will indeed repeatedly ask the same question from various angles to achieve the ultimate goal. In terms of operation, "hypnotic questioning" and "interrogation" are actually similar in purpose.

"No." Ji Xiaoli answered firmly.

Generally speaking, people in deep hypnosis will do exactly what the hypnotist tells them to do, and unless very objectionable topics are touched on, the answers they get are almost completely believable.

Yan Cen raised his head, and exchanged a look with Xu Muzhou indiscriminately.

— There are other problems here.

If even Ji Xiaoli doesn't know "Remembrance", then what is it that inexplicably appeared in Ji Yun's instinct and was still hidden and protected by her.

"What's your little daughter's name?" Yan Cen asked.

Ji Xiaoli suddenly choked up, her lips trembled slightly, and her face began to turn extremely pale.

Her state was deteriorating at a speed visible to the naked eye, Xu Muzhou stood up from the chair vigilantly, staring at her face.

Yan Cen seemed to have not seen it, and repeated again: "What's her name?"

"...She doesn't have a name." Ji Xiaoli said, "She hasn't had a name yet."

——How come there is no name, Xu Muzhou thought.

After the newborn is born, the identity of the parents and the name of the child must be written on the birth certificate. Even if it is a child who died young, it will not even have a name.

Xu Muzhou wanted to ask, but found that the mother's brows were tightly frowned. She turned sideways with difficulty without any instructions, curled up in a weak position on the chair, and her handbags were rubbed into obvious bruises. The folds were held in her arms like a life-saving straw by her.

Even though Xu Muzhou didn't know anything about hypnosis, he knew that the other party had clearly entered the realm of severe trauma.He suddenly remembered that Yan Cen was not only asking about Ji Yun's sister, but also about Ji Xiaoli's daughter who died young.

Regardless of whether this matter was the crux of Ji Yun's problem or not, in the process, not only Ji Yun lost his sister, but Ji Xiaoli also lost her daughter.

Thinking of this, Xu Muzhou realized how much he and Yan Cen's behavior was going too far - trying to dig out the details of this matter from the depths of his spirit was equivalent to tearing Ji Xiaoli's bloody wound.

He couldn't bear it, and just about to ask to stop, Yan Cen had already continued to ask.

"Ji Yun suffered from aphasia after the death of your youngest daughter, right?" Yan Cen asked.

Ji Xiaoli let out an inaudible weeping sound from her throat: "Yes."

It's a pity that her helplessness and pain didn't seem to have any impact on Yan Cen, Yan Cen's eyes didn't fluctuate at all, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he had already thought of a new problem.

Xu Muzhou couldn't stand it anymore, so he lowered his voice and called out: "Brother Yan..."

Yan Cen seemed to know what he was going to say, so without looking back, he stared at Ji Xiaoli closely, and asked slowly: "Ji Xiaoli, how did your little daughter die young?"

Ji Xiaoli's slender nerves that had been tense since just now were finally crushed by the last straw. She opened her mouth and let out a muffled scream, her fingers trembling with convulsions.

"Brother Yan... Yan Cen!" Xu Muzhou jumped up and grabbed his arm, lowered his voice and said anxiously: "This can't be asked anymore!"

"This is the fastest way." Yan Cen said, his tone was calm: "You also said that hard guessing will not be more efficient than asking directly."

"She's obviously about to collapse!" Xu Muzhou said, "Can't you see that?"

"After asking, I will make her forget about it." Yan Cen's attitude was very firm.

"Then what about the damage caused during this process." Xu Muzhou looked at him in disbelief: "She may have forcibly forgotten this pain, but now you turn it out for her and rub it inch by inch. What about the damage done?"

Yan Cen looked at Xu Muzhou calmly. Although he didn't speak, it was obviously a look of "nothing to do". He probably just wanted to give Xu Muzhou face so he didn't directly refute.

"Cleaning up the mission is to eliminate the obsession with the goal of the mission." Xu Muzhou softened his voice: "In the final analysis, it is to balance the emotions generated in the world. If you create new emotions while performing the mission, the excess resentment and It's painful, what should I do?"

Yan Cen still didn't speak, Xu Muzhou lost control of his fingers holding his arm, and his fingertips pressed white on his flesh.

Xu Muzhou noticed a flash of confusion in Yan Cen's eyes. He didn't really understand where Yan Cen's confusion came from, but he instinctively felt that this was a good opportunity.

"Don't ask, Brother Yan." Xu Muzhou persuaded him persistently: "You and I, there is no reason for the two of us to find out where a little girl's obsession lies."

Yan Cen looked into his eyes and remained silent for two to three minutes, until Xu Muzhou's fingertips began to turn sore, Yan Cen nodded lightly, and made the first compromise in his life.

"Good," he said.