The day I was forced to be a detective pendant

"Okay, okay, don't worry about these details. There are a lot of clients this time, and I can't do it alone. You can help me." Bian Yao said: "I will send you the contact information of several of them. , and then use this shared account."

He leaned over and showed me how to log in to this communication software, explaining: "In this way, both of us can log in at the same time, and all chat records can be preserved in both text and voice. And if the client provides more information later, we will also can see..."

Bian Yao sent a shared account, the login name is Y2, I thought for a long time before I realized that this is the abbreviation of his and the last letter of my name combined.

To be honest, although I have followed Bian Yao and watched him deal with commissions for more than half a year, I have been living as a pendant and have no sense of being a "member" at all.One is that Bian Yao doesn’t really need my assistance at other times except when he enters the spiritual realm—I’m not as smart or as careful as he is, and he even needs to spend more time explaining to keep up with his thinking .If it wasn't for the fact that he was temporarily involved in spiritual battles, I wouldn't have to follow him on weekdays.But after these few months, I have become familiar with his way of thinking. Sometimes I can probably guess his way of doing things and the direction of investigation without Bian Yao telling me, but I have never felt that he, the little boy who received the commission, Master House is a business that we both share.

I looked at the two client messages he sent, and I was not sure: "What should I ask them?"

"Facts, you need to ask as many facts as possible." Bian Yao said: "You are an objective third party, and you should be able to look at the facts with the most unbiased eyes. Although this is difficult, because from your contact with the incident The moment the subjectivity bias begins to arise. But you are not the client after all, and the relationship with the victim is not that close, and these subjective descriptions will interfere with your judgment. Put aside these people who seek suicide' What a cheerful and lively child you used to be', you have to see the parts that the parents don't want to see or admit. Because a good person, from birth to death, can't be changed overnight."

I suddenly felt that the burden on my shoulders was a lot heavier, and I thought about it and said: "Not everyone has noticed any changes. For example, that brother, his brother started to be silent and did not communicate with him. He also noticed it. I just didn’t expect the consequences to be so serious.”

"That's right, so I gave him to you, not only him, but also the other pair of parents I mentioned before. They noticed that their son was gradually becoming introverted, but they didn't know why. You have to help them Find out why."

I frowned: "When people are alive, they can't learn the truth from them. They have already left. Can we really find out?"

Hearing this, Bian Yao sighed, and said, "We can only do our best. The only clue we have now is the SIP letter that I don't know what it stands for."

We sat for a while without saying a word, and I said, "I think I need to apply for side assistance at this moment."

Bian Yao's expression suddenly became very tangled, and I understood immediately - he must have guessed who I was going to talk about, even before I thought of this person, he had already thought of it.

"I don't..." Bian Yao struggled.

"What do you know about suicide and abetting suicide?" I asked.

"Not much, but..." Bian Yao's voice became smaller and smaller, "I just read it from the Internet."

"Have you had first-hand contact with a suicide survivor?"

"Have you counseled anyone who is suicidal?"

"No, no," Bian Yao interrupted me, "Okay, I see, you can call Zhai Qi."

I immediately sent a message: Brother, do you have time?Can I ask you something.

Zhai Qi quickly replied: Yes.

Seeing this, Bian Yao slipped to sit behind the computer camera, with an awkward expression on his face: "Don't say I'm here."

After the video connection, Zhai Qi appeared in front of an unfamiliar background—he was wearing a rather homely light gray sweater jacket, and his hair was not covered with any styling products. He looked very different.He noticed my eyes and took the initiative to explain: "I'm at home."

"Are you bothering you, brother?"

"No, I was reading a book too," he said, "Is there anything I want to ask, about the spiritual domain? Where's the little snake?"

I pointed in the direction of the screen: "Hiding behind the camera."

Bian Yao: "Hi!"

I ignored him, and continued: "It's not about the spiritual domain, but some psychological issues."

"Oh?" Zhai Qi raised his eyebrows slightly.

I said sternly, "It's about teenage suicide and abetting suicide."

After Zhai Qi heard the inside story of the incident, he fell into silence. He thought for a while before saying: "I don't suggest you continue to follow up on this entrustment."

"Huh?" I was taken aback, thinking he would talk about the content of the entrusted case. Could it be that he has the same views as Brother Yue?

"Why?" I asked, "We'll be careful and be safe."

"It's not a matter of carelessness," Zhai Qi said. "Rao is a professionally trained psychologist. After a long period of time and intensively accepting the patient's confession, some psychological problems will inevitably occur. This has a great impact on ordinary people. Difficult to quantify, but for spiritual power users, it will obviously be projected in the spiritual domain. That should belong to you, the purest spiritual power world, if once it is polluted... the polluted spiritual domain leader You've seen a lot of them, right?"

All kinds of spiritual monsters that we have encountered in the spiritual world suddenly appeared in my mind, and I thought of Xiao Fei who was wrapped in a cocoon. I hesitated and asked, "But how can the spiritual world become stronger? Is by avoiding risk, or by rising to the challenge?"

Zhai Qi choked on me, showed a helpless expression, cleared his throat, and said, "About abetting suicide..."

Bian Yao and I immediately pricked up our ears, and Zhai Qi said: "Youth... I'm talking about the age between 12 and 15 years old, which is the so-called 'Secondary Two'. Children at this age are the most sensitive and radical in their adolescence. During the period, it is very easy to be attracted by unconventional gimmicks, and also very easy to be captured by repressed emotions. They are world-weary, curious, rebellious, and like to moan without illness. The sense of emptiness and loneliness exudes a fatal attraction to this group.”

This string of merciless words rolled from Zhai Qi's mouth, and fell coldly to the ground, echoing empty.

"The ages of the victims you see in your hand span a greater range and involve a large number of people, so it can only show that the skill of the instigator is quite good, or...the instigator is more than one person." Zhai Qi said, "In Before being instigated to commit suicide, these children will probably experience self-exile and self-isolation for a period of time-the source of information is closed, and they can only be exposed to negative and terrifying information, causing their mental state to fluctuate. But even if the target is a group of middle school students, brainwashing This matter is not so easy to say. For example, if I can only instill some negative ideas in you through the Internet, but at the other end of the network cable, you turn off the computer and return to the real world, and my influence on you will be very small. "

After listening to this, Bian Yao forgot that he hated Zhai Qi, sat down in front of the computer and asked, "You mean, apart from the connection on the Internet, these abettors may also have contact and interaction with these children in reality?"

"I don't know, I'm just giving you some ideas based on limited information." Zhai Qi said, "There are quite a few instigating organizations that cause mass destruction simply through the Internet, such as the famous Russian game that stipulates daily check-in Sign in tasks, such as when to wake up in the morning to watch horror movies, etc. In the dead of night, people have a lot of negative emotions in their minds, and even depression is more common in people with sleep disorders. Then take advantage of this period to concentrate on receiving some extreme Emotions have a considerable impact on people... especially minors. They are first deprived of sleep, then their mouths, and finally their brains, until they are completely separated from their surroundings."

Bian Yao nodded: "The scars on the victims' bodies are very similar in terms of location, I suspect it's 'homework'."

"Homework?" I asked puzzled.

Zhai Qi asked: "You said it was like the kind of challenge homework or self-harm homework that you have to complete after joining a certain game?"

Bian Yao nodded: "I have seen some photos, which have been circulated on the dark web. According to the angle and the freshness of the wound, it should be taken by the person concerned after the self-harm."

I was terrified: "Are you talking about that kind? During the live broadcast, netizens challenged them to do something embarrassing or possibly hurt... But in that case, shouldn't more people see this process?"

"What if the communication is only within a small group?" Bian Yao said, "Suppose there is an organization or group called SIP, no matter what packaging and form it uses, it has attracted the attention and participation of young people. After joining, they stipulate that each participating People have to check in by completing tasks, such as not talking to family members for 24 hours, getting up at 3 o’clock in the middle of the night to watch horror movies, or getting a deep cut on a certain part of the arm. At the same time, they Keep instilling some words that you are 'born as a waste', 'you are a burden to your family and relatives when you live', 'they will live well only if you die'... and so on. Over time, these The child is used to self-isolation, has given up communication and communication, and is becoming more and more able to tolerate pain..."

Zhai Qi nodded and said, "What you described is called 'helping others learn how to commit suicide'. Few people are born with no fear of pain or death, and few people are comfortable and stable unless they suffer a sudden and serious blow." In my daily life, I suddenly have the courage and ability to die, this is the result of a training."

"The attitudes of these games are mostly a so-called 'Fight Club' or 'A Clockwork Orange' type of resistance awareness, such as how boring this era we live in, how insignificant our own existence in this world is. Insignificant, the only way for the world to hear our voices is to make voices." Zhai Qi described these things in an almost flat tone, without emotion, as if what he said was not something he had learned on the way to become a doctor. not, but witnessed through his eyes. "Teenagers are inspired by the idea of ​​rebellion and complete some tasks that seem cool and exciting. Watch banned movies, smash cars, steal money, beat up homeless people, etc., of course, including self-harm."

"When these tasks and attempts are escalated, the spiritual core wrapped in them will be exposed, the death induction will become stronger and stronger, and the tendency to self-destruct will become stronger." Zhai Qi said, "As the little snake said, the big Some people who have suicidal thoughts have actually gone through a lot of attempts before taking action, such as minor self-harm, or trying to take a small dose of sleeping pills. But slowly, they began to get used to the pain and the pain brought by death. The fear of death, the tolerance of the body and brain to the stimulation of death became higher and higher, and finally the last rope was broken."

After he finished speaking, I was speechless for a long time, and even started to fantasize—let alone a middle school student, if I was involved in such a death game without any precautions, would I be spared?

"I understand," Bian Yao said, "so it may be difficult for us to obtain more information from the families of the victims. Since these games are designed to control people's information communication channels, making They are detached from their surroundings, and it's not surprising that those around them don't notice it."

"Then what to do?" I asked.

"Find people who are still alive." Bian Yao said, "The people who have participated in this SIP game are definitely more than what we have seen. People who are stuck in this dilemma, we need to find them."

Before we had time to discuss this idea further, there was a knock on the door from the corridor, Bian Yao was startled by the knock on the door, and turned off the computer with a "snap".

Bian Yao asked guiltily, "What's the matter?"

I lowered my head speechlessly and sent a message to my brother, explaining why we went offline out of thin air.

Mr. Qin's voice sounded from outside the door: "Please go downstairs, the master is back, and Mr. Bian is also here."

My typing hand stopped, and I looked up at Bian Yao—is Mr. Bian the Mr. Bian I thought he was?

Mr. Xiaobian couldn't believe it: "This...so fast?"

Mr. Qin said calmly: "Yes, your father is here."