Evil and punishment [criminal investigation]

On Sunday, December 12th, Nie Cheng came to Wei Yuan Psychological Clinic as scheduled.

Nie Cheng directly asked about the scarf, which made Wei Yuan stunned.

"Last time you left a scarf here, I'll give it to the front desk so she can contact you." Wei Yuan frowned.He asked Nie Cheng to wait a moment, asked about the situation at the front desk, and said apologetically, "Mr. Jiang accidentally saw and recognized it as yours. He accurately said your name and said it was your friend. He can help you." Take it back, and the front desk agreed. I'm really sorry, we are too unprofessional."

Nie Cheng didn't express his opinion, but asked tentatively: "That Mr. Jiang..."

"I can't disclose anything about other consultants," Wei Yuan said.

Nie Cheng was silent for a moment, and said: "This is the third time I have come to consult. The time is not long, and the number of times is not too many, but there are more and more things that bother me. It is not your problem, Dr. Wei, but something in life. It's been coming and going. I'm in a rush and I desperately need to recall that memory right now."

Wei Yuan showed a embarrassed expression for the first time, "Mr. Nie, I hope you can understand that the treatment is a process, and I know that you haven't fully trusted me and communicated with me frankly. At present, what I can do is limited."

Nie Cheng rubbed the center of his brows, Wei Yuan was like a floating wooden bridge on the edge of a cliff, if he stepped on it, it would be impossible to recover, or he would get to the other side safely, all unknown.

He can only gamble.

Bet on Wei Yuan's professional ethics, and also bet on whether he will have time to make the right decision if he can remember what happened during that time.

"Doctor Wei, let me recount my situation again, some of which I still...I will try to be as honest as possible."

"it is good."

"Two years ago, my sister had an accident. I started to have a strong resistance to the female corpse and the overly bloody first scene. I was diagnosed with PTSD. Then my role changed and things did improve."

Wei Yuan nodded, indicating that he was listening.

"But half a month ago, I suddenly had a memory gap. I woke up in the hospital the next morning and went straight to work. I don't know what I did in these five hours. There are all kinds of plausible coincidences about this incident. It keeps appearing in my life, like a sword hanging above my head." Nie Cheng said.

"Half a month ago, around December 12st, during the five hours at night..." Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking with him, "Do you think you did anything during these five hours?" Is it a good thing?"

Nie Cheng looked at him frankly, "I don't know."

Wei Yuan tapped the table with his fingertips, "Mr. Nie, my understanding of the professional ethics standards of our profession, such as the principle of confidentiality, is similar to that of lawyers. As long as you are not planning to commit a crime, or your previous behavior is still would threaten myself or others, and I have no obligation to report it."

"Doctor Wei, you misunderstood. I didn't come here to confess and seek comfort because I felt guilty, nor did I prepare in advance to induce you to help me give false testimony. I really don't know."

Wei Yuan nodded, "I believe, I'm thinking of a way."

"What about hypnosis?"

"Oh, there is indeed such a method in psychology, but it's not like magic in movies and TV, where you can recall everything with just a hint. Moreover, I don't think it's suitable for your current state." Wei Yuan said.

He sat forward a little and said, "From your narrative just now, do you feel that you encountered a traumatic situation during these five hours? That is, you appeared at a certain crime scene."

"possible."

"Then, is there any suitable case that you have learned so far?"

"No, but there is one case that always makes me feel connected, and it's He Peiyi's husband." After Nie Cheng finished speaking, he stared at Wei Yuan's reaction.

"Oh!" Wei Yuan paused, and said, "As I said before, I still suggest that you first clearly recall what happened two years ago, which seems to be the most helpful so far."

To be honest, Nie Cheng has never paid much attention to this suggestion. In the past half month, he has never followed the doctor's order to seriously think about it.He felt that even if one day he was wrongly arrested, he would not follow suit.

Nie Cheng went home with a lot of worries, and received a call from Deng Ting at night, "Brother Cheng, there is someone drinking and making trouble in Xiaoyanglou."

Deng Ting has been with him for two years, when will he be specially notified when he drinks and makes trouble?

"This person looks familiar, he seems to be Team Jiang from the Haidong District Bureau." Deng Ting said.

Nie Cheng suddenly had a headache, "Look at him first, I'll go right away."

Fifteen minutes later, Nie Cheng drove to the entrance of the bar and recognized Deng Ting in the snowflakes. He was supporting Jiang Zhun and waving at him with difficulty.

The snow has been falling intermittently for two days, and a layer of snow has accumulated on the ground. The bottom layer melts and freezes into ice again. If you are not careful, you will be slipped and staggered.

Jiang Zhun was tall and long-legged, and Deng Ting had to get out of the car to help him because of the ice under Deng Ting's feet. The two of them worked together to send Jiang Zhun to the back seat, and Deng Ting sat in the co-pilot.

At this moment, he was grilling in front of the warm wind in turn, and it took him a long time to get a little intuition, "It's too cold today."

"I just reported the cold wave warning, and it will be cold for two days. I will send you back to the institute first." Nie Cheng said.

"If you don't send Team Jiang home first, I can still help you," Deng Ting said.

"This is a one-way street, and you have to make a big detour to get to the institute."

"What if he vomited in your car at that moment?"

"Make him puke."

Jiang Zhun who was behind did not know whether he heard Nie Cheng's dissatisfaction, and suddenly laughed in a low voice.

"Captain Jiang is awake?" Deng Ting turned to look.

"Drinking crazy." Nie Cheng said without turning his head.

Sure enough, Jiang Zhun's laughter faded away, turned into rhythmic breathing, and fell asleep.

Deng Ting whispered about the situation just now: "He was drinking alone, a little too much, but he was fine, and then he knocked a girl's wine glass away for some reason. The girl didn't harass him, she went with her boyfriend , who was holding a candle to show her love for a photo, Jiang Dui's slap almost burned her."

Nie Cheng said "hmm" and frowned.

The car was parked at the gate of the police station. The warmth in the car made Deng Ting doubt his ability to keep out the cold. After saying goodbye to Nie Cheng, he wrapped himself in a down jacket and ran into the station without looking back.

Nie Cheng's car parked on the side of the road for a long time, and finally drove back to his home.

At three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Zhun found a trace of clarity in the chaos.

He opened his eyes and struggled for 3 minutes before he realized where he was. Then he looked to the side, and there was no one there.He sat up, rubbed the back of his head that was aching with the palm of his hand, groped around the bed for a long time with his eyes closed and bare feet, but couldn't find any slippers, so he simply walked out of the bedroom barefoot.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains between the living room and the balcony are different from the blackout curtains in the bedroom, allowing the light from street lamps to sneak in through the fabric gaps.Jiang Zhun took advantage of this light to see clearly Nie Cheng who was sleeping peacefully on the two-seater sofa.

He curled his legs on his side, arched his back, leaned on the back cushion, and covered himself with a small blanket.

Jiang Zhun knelt down beside his head, patted his back, and said, "Get up, go to sleep in the house."

In the dim light, Nie Cheng seemed to frowned and moved his shoulders impatiently.

Jiang Zhun persistently called him softly, "Get up."

Nie Cheng finally woke up and heard what Jiang Zhun said, "I'm too lazy to move, go to sleep."

Jiang Zhun stood up suddenly and said firmly, "I'll go back now."

He kept his word, went to the entrance to take off his down jacket, put one on, and then bent over to change his shoes.

Nie Cheng could see his bare thighs clearly through the weak light, and he woke up from a nap in an instant, angry and funny, and his brain started to throb and hurt again.

He had to get up and drag Jiang Zhun back, coax him back to the bedroom, and lie down on the side of the bed under his strong insistence.

At seven o'clock the next day, the two of them woke up again with the sound of the alarm clock beeping.

This time, Jiang Zhun's alcohol completely faded away, and he stared at Nie Cheng beside the bed in a daze for 5 minutes. After lifting the quilt to confirm, he hurriedly searched his phone to check today's date.

"You were drunk yesterday." Nie Cheng said.

Jiang Zhun returned to normal in a blink of an eye, "I'm causing you trouble."

Nie Cheng shook his head, "Last night, I asked Zhang Jieming to take half a day off for you, so you can sleep a little longer."

Jiang Zhunzheng was belatedly searching for memories, and asked without answering his words, "What about you, did I make trouble with you at night?"

"It's okay. I have to go to work." He said that he had already wrapped his nightgown and got up to wash up.

Jiang Zhun didn't feel sleepy anymore, and forced himself to accept the current state of the two of them, who are neither salty nor salty, but can get along peacefully.He followed Nie Cheng's footsteps to the bathroom, and stood leaning against the door frame to watch him take out a mouthwash cup, squeeze toothpaste, and fill it with water.

Nie Cheng spat out the toothpaste foam in his mouth helplessly, stared at him from the mirror, and asked, "If you have anything to say, I want to talk to you too. If you can't wait, you can say it first."

"I just... want to apologize to you."

"Apologize?" Nie Cheng looked at him in confusion.

"During that time, I pushed you too hard." Jiang Zhun said.

Nie Cheng immediately realized that he was referring to Guo Ying's accident two years ago, and said, "No, I'm very grateful for your company. It's my problem."

Jiang Zhun pursed his lips and his body tensed, obviously not wanting to hear this answer, but he repeatedly warned himself that he must not screw things up like he did two years ago.

He turned to the beginning, did not discuss this issue further, but asked: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Nie Cheng was at a loss for words for a while, "I hope we can sit down and say that today is a bit rushed. By the way, there is one more thing. Last night at the bar, why did you suddenly lose control?"

"In the bar?" Jiang Zhun began to think back, and immediately a swaying flame jumped out in front of him, getting closer and closer to him, burning hot and unable to get rid of it...

He immediately interrupted his recollection, and under Nie Cheng's probing eyes, said, "You must have drunk too much."

Nie Cheng hesitated for a moment, then asked again: "You go to Wei Yuan's... is it because you have been under too much pressure recently?"

"No." Jiang Zhun squeezed his brows, "I went to consult with him a year and a half ago. He is well-known in our city in terms of PTSD research, so I just wanted to know more about it."

Nie Cheng withdrew his gaze, warmed and wet the towel, and prepared to wash his face.

In the intrusive silence, Jiang Zhun realized belatedly that his words might be a little offensive.Nie Cheng definitely doesn't want to mention it, and his care after half a year after separation may make him feel guilty or something, he always likes to get into this kind of dead end.

Suddenly, his heart moved, he wanted to ask if the person in the Cantonese restaurant downstairs was him that day, and changed the subject by the way, thinking that they were all there at the time, and Nie Cheng would not have missed seeing him. Since he didn't say anything, Why should he talk too much.

While hesitating, Nie Cheng spoke first: "I usually go to the clinic for breakfast, why don't you go downstairs and buy something?"

"No, I'm going to the police station." Jiang Zhun said.

He familiarly took out the set of toiletries that belonged to him from the cabinet, so naturally he didn't think about whether they were still in place after two years.After holding it in my hand and confirming that it is my set, I realized that this thing that has been dusted for two years may not be used anymore.

"I'll get a new one," Jiang Zhun said.

New toothbrushes and towels were in the closet, and there was a blood-stained blazer he had left undisposed of in the closet.

"You wash your face first, and I'll get it for you." Nie Cheng calmly walked into the bedroom before him.

Then he went to the restaurant and took out two bags of soybean milk powder, poured them into a milk cup, rinsed them with hot water, and the foam on the top swirled along the water flow, and a strong aroma floated out.

Jiang Zhun seemed to find it after smelling it, and went directly to the restaurant, took one of the glasses, and slowly shook it to cool.At this moment, the case, the deceased, and the river came back into his mind. He looked at Nie Cheng who helped him take out his clothes from the bedroom, and then at the bedroom, and finished drinking the soy milk with his eyes downcast.

Half an hour later, the two dressed neatly, bid farewell politely at the gate of the community, and parted ways again.