absurd deduction game.

Chapter 533 It's our turn to chat alone

The door of the school doctor's room was opened.

Yu Xing glanced at the layout of the room in an instant. It was very strange. The school doctor's office should have the kind of white single bed for injured students, and there should be a medicine cabinet for doctors and teachers to take medicine.

But the place is empty, with only a desk in the most conspicuous position, with soft-looking sofas on both sides, and a black and white checkered floor.

On the other side, it was pulled up by a thick curtain, making it impossible to see what was behind.

This space is much larger than it looks from the outside. A middle-aged woman in a white coat is sitting behind the desk, looking down at the paper on the desk, thinking about something.

Hearing the sound of the door being opened, a faint smile instantly appeared on her face, she raised her head, almost before she saw who came in, she greeted with a gentle tone: "A classmate is here Come and sit here with me."

Opposite her desk was not too many, there were just two empty chairs, as if she had already predicted the number of visitors.

"Are you the psychology teacher?" Yu Xing walked over obediently and asked a little cautiously.

Zhao Yijiu followed, and the door slammed shut behind him, regardless of whether it would scare the "fragile" classmates who came here for treatment.

He glanced back coldly, seeing that the door was just closed and nothing else appeared, he turned his head indifferently, watching Yu Xing start his best performance.

"That's right, your physics teacher has told me in advance that you will come over and have a chat with me during the first class." The psychology teacher's speaking rhythm is unexpectedly normal, which is similar to that of a psychological counselor in reality , revealing a lightness and comfort that makes people relax.

The most important thing is that this psychology teacher has black hair and black pupils, and his face is also a standard Chinese face, which is really rare in St. Johnis Middle School, or among all the teachers Yu Xing has met so far, this is the only one. A face that is not European.

She is a beautiful middle-aged woman with outstanding temperament.

"Sit down quickly, what are you doing standing up, don't be nervous when you come to me, just relax." The psychology teacher smiled and pointed at the two chairs.

Yu Xing chose one to sit down, and Zhao Yijiu sat on the other in silence.

"I have a question." Yu Xing opened his eyes, seemingly curious, but didn't know whether to ask or not.

"Speak, child." The psychology teacher dutifully put on a posture of listening attentively.

Yu Xing looked around, and his tone was still cautious, a little reserved: "Isn't this the school doctor's office? I heard that I came here for treatment when I was injured at school, but why is there only psychological counseling here now?"

"Well, you're right, I'm also a normal doctor." The psychology teacher looked at him with kindness in his eyes, "But when I'm doing psychological counseling, I don't want those equipment for treating wounds to affect my work. The mentality of the students who are consulting, it will make them feel nervous, so I rearranged the place before you came."

"You are such a conscientious and good teacher!" Yu Xing was very moved.

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

I really can't see it.

"Okay, now let's get to the point. Although I really want to start the topic between us with a small chat, but your situation is special. I want to know what happened to you last night. Your The physics teacher didn't have the details when he told me." The psychology teacher's long black hair was combed sideways into a drooping braid, extending all the way to the bottom of the table that Yu Xing couldn't see.

Hearing this passage, anxiety and fear immediately appeared in his eyes: "I don't want to recall that memory, it's too scary..."

"Don't be nervous, child." The psychology teacher comforted him in a gentle voice, and persuaded, "Facing fear is also an important part of relief. Well, it seems that you are not ready yet."

She turned to look at Zhao Yijiu: "Student Sam seems to have a better ability to bear this matter, I believe you can recall what happened last night, right?"

Zhao Yijiu, who wanted to watch the play from the sidelines, was suddenly called on. He looked directly into the psychiatrist's eyes for a while, and then said, "Yes."

"Great, then let student Roy take a rest first, and you tell me what you saw completely." The psychology teacher immediately focused on Zhao Yijiu.

Both the physics teacher and the psychology teacher believed that the two of them were also involved in the incident of screaming and crying in the women's room last night. However, the two of them who came out of the men's room must have only seen the incident. the second half of the

So the physics teacher first communicated with Qu Yanqing last night. When Qu Yanqing postponed the psychological consultation to the day after tomorrow, the physics teacher took the next best thing to find them.

This means that what the teachers want to know is the specific situation of the ghost attack in the evening self-study. Zhao Yijiu thought, this is similar to what Yu Xing guessed. The ghost and the teacher must not be the same species, and there is no channel for communication between them. But the teacher's attitude towards ghosts is very strange. On the one hand, he is indulgent, and on the other hand, he seems to have some desire for research.

"I was going to the bathroom yesterday, and suddenly I heard an unpleasant sound coming from the women's room." Zhao Yijiu said after thinking about it, "I was about to rush over to check the situation, and suddenly realized that it was the women's room. So it stopped outside the door."

The psychological teacher's expression is full of an attitude of listening carefully, which is the easiest way for the counselor to relax their vigilance and feel that they are being treated sincerely.

"It stopped outside the door, what happened next?" She prompted encouragingly.

"I heard a woman singing an opera." Zhao Yijiu recalled the nonsense that Qu Lianqing uttered yesterday, it was all nonsense anyway, so he helped to brighten it up by the way, "She is praising her sun."

"Praise the sun..." The psychology teacher didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at the moment, and thought about it seriously after hearing this word, as if he was recalling some kind of memory.

Yu Xing showed pain and covered his ears with his hands.

"And then?" The psychology teacher probably didn't recall any effective information, and asked unwillingly.

"I also heard the sound of a knife slicing through flesh and blood, and then it was the female student in our class—" Zhao Yijiu paused, "I saw her bullying Roy in the afternoon, but I didn't expect her to be bullied by something at night." Killed while singing opera."

Psychology teacher: "...wait a minute, you said that the dead female classmate bullied..."

She turned to Yu Xing with a sad face: "Have you ever bullied the newly transferred classmate Roy?"

"Woooooo, I said I don't want to recall what happened last night!" Yu Xingman raised his head in pain, "Her name is Lisa, and she kicked my table yesterday when I just came here. She was very, very unfriendly."

"My God, this is really sad news, but it also proves that you are a good boy. She bullied you, but you feel sad for her death and terrified by the way she died." The psychology teacher pulled Yu Yu over. Lucky's hand, patted gently on the back of his hand, "Calm down, my child."

"I'm so sad..." Yu Xing maintained an expression that was about to cry, even though there were no tears in his eyes, "Yesterday I heard the sound of the women's toilet next door, and I wanted to go over and watch right away... But Sam refused I go."

He held the psychology teacher's hand instead, and noticed that there were many wrinkles on the hands. Compared with the age of the psychology teacher, her hands looked too old, and they were as cold as corpses.

"Teacher, why do you think this is? I wanted to see what kind of expression Lisa was crying there, but Sam stopped me because it was a women's toilet!"

The hand held by the psychology teacher froze, and he vaguely felt that this sentence sounded a little strange.

"Because it's the women's room." Zhao Yijiu sensed Yu Xing's thoughts of not being a man, and ruthlessly cooperated, "And the crying was already very loud. If you go in and laugh at her, it will be even louder."

Psychology teacher: "A joke?"

Yu Xing let go of the hand she was holding with the psychology teacher, and stared at Zhao Yijiu angrily: "You don't understand at all, even if she hasn't bullied me, I'm still curious how a girl can yell so loudly, I used to watch people butcher pigs, and the pigs didn’t call like that!”

They all knew that it was actually the ghost in the women's bathroom who screamed and cried last night. Lisa's death was quick, but Qu Lianqing was tortured by the ghost for a long time.

Here, in order to match what Qu Yanqing said, they could only silently apologize to Lisa.

"Um, Roy, it seems that your mental state is really not very good. I heard from your physics teacher that when he found you yesterday, you were obviously terrified. So, what are you afraid of?" Suddenly found that the brain circuits of the two students seemed to be different from what she predicted, but she still tried to return the consultation to the normal process.

"Oh, yesterday I seemed to be..." Yu Xing frowned, trying to remember, "By the way, after I rushed out of the men's room, I took a look at the door of the women's room, and saw flesh and blood all over the place, and A pair of high heels."

"The murderer was wearing gorgeous clothes, the knife in his hand was also beautiful, and the high heels were red. At that moment, she seemed to have spotted me and glanced at me."

Finally came to the important point, the psychology teacher breathed lightly, and listened intently, even though the information provided by the two students so far is like a mess, the answer will surface immediately: "You must see to her face, right?"

"I didn't see it." Yu Xing said.

Psychology teacher: "..."

"It's like this, poor child, when the murderer turns to look at you, and the two of you face each other, you will see her face no matter what, it must be the fear in your heart that has sealed this memory , now I need you to think about it carefully... Come on, follow my description, slow down your breathing, and recall bit by bit..."

"No need, teacher, I really didn't see it." Yu Xing scratched his head, and regained the restraint he had when he entered the door, "The opera singer is wearing a mask."

He sighed: "The current murderer is so strict. She even sings while wearing a mask. I am afraid that she will suffocate to death. Hey, she must have done this to prevent others from recognizing her."

The psychology teacher's smile cracked.

Zhao Yijiu supported his head with his hands, covering most of his face, he really couldn't listen anymore, Yu Xing was molesting the psychology teacher as if he was mentally retarded.

"Okay, and then." The psychology teacher's smile faded, "You saw the murderer, and what happened until the physics teacher came?"

"After she glanced at me, I felt her killing intent, so I was very scared, so I dragged Sam and ran back to the men's room." Yu Xing said, "After that, the other side became quiet, and the frightened Yi Sabella and Lynn came out, and Isabella hoped that I would go over and help her see where she got blood on her body."

"We stood at the door for a while, and the physics teacher came over."

"This is all you know?" The psychology teacher seemed a little puzzled, but this kind of confusion didn't seem to be aimed at them. His eyes seemed to be looking at the physics teacher who was not here from a long distance, and he almost asked the two questions. A student has nothing to say.

"I have to declare." Zhao Yijiu said earnestly, "The killer sang very well, but unfortunately it was mixed with the crying, and I couldn't hear it clearly."

"Okay, that's not the point!" The psychology teacher confirmed that they didn't know many details at all, and their expressions instantly became completely different from when they first met.

"Fine, now that you've faced your fears, we're going to start therapy now." She laughed again, but this time it was a little twisted.

There was a faint sound from the chair they were sitting on, Zhao Yijiu instinctively moved aside, but Yu Xing sat on the chair without moving.

The next moment, a few iron rings popped out of the chair, firmly fixing him on the seat. Zhao Yijiu's chair didn't catch anyone, because he had already stood up and nimbly walked around behind Yu Xing's chair.

"What is this?" Zhao Yijiu's eyes flashed scarlet.

The psychology teacher didn't expect Sam to be so agile. She froze for a moment, seemed to think about it, and then replied: "Through the understanding just now, I don't think your situation is very bad. After sharing the matter with me, you are very happy." You will soon forget the fear of yesterday and return to normal life, so, this classmate, you can leave."

Yu Xing's hands, legs, and waist were firmly fixed: "What about me? Teacher!"

"Your problem is serious, and we still need to have a proper and individual chat." The psychology teacher gave Yu Xing a meaningful look.

"I——" Zhao Yijiu just wanted to say that he had a serious mental problem, and if he didn't leave, Yu Xing's only free head turned towards him: "I really envy you, Sam, then go back first, tell me I need to treat them well."

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

This is to let him go back and report the situation to Zhao Mou.

In fact, both of them knew that the reason why the psychological teacher asked him to go back was because he was not trapped by the chair. This reflected from the side that the psychological teacher's fighting ability should not be strong.

Yu Xing should be able to handle it.

After thinking this through, Zhao Yijiu didn't want to stay in this embarrassing place any longer. He didn't want to recall those stupid stories that just came out of his mouth. If he was given another chance, he would probably refuse. Come here to talk nonsense with Yu Xing.

The classmate "Sam" turned his head and left without the slightest nostalgia. The door of the school doctor's room was opened normally, and then closed after Zhao Yijiu left.

The psychology teacher sighed: "Oh, now you are the only one left, you are really a worry-free child."

Yu Xing looked at her.

A crazy look appeared on her face, she snapped her fingers, and the drawn curtain in the room suddenly opened.

In the space on the other side, countless bloody knives and instruments of torture hung on the wall, some of which were even stained with minced meat.

She intended to appreciate the fear in the eyes of the transfer student, and motioned Yu Xing to look there: "Look, you will like my treatment."

"Wow, is this the school doctor's office?" Yu Xing exclaimed, and then nodded to the psychology teacher with a smile, "I really like it very much, that's great, now it's finally our turn... to talk alone. "

(End of this chapter)