Chapter 786 The Beginning of the Suffering
“Please, please take care of Karasawa-kun? Why do you suddenly have such a strange request.”
“Well, Karasawa’s situation is quite special, Mr. Kihara. You should know. He has been in poor condition these days, and we are all worried about what will happen to him anyway..."
Conan, who slipped into the teaching building of Didan High School, listened to the noise on the other end. Mao Lilan used the excuse that she needed to tell Kiharakawa something about Karasawa, so she quietly placed the bug and took a deep breath.
This is a guy who has a high probability to be related to cognitive science, so naturally there is a high probability that he will be connected to the organization. He must be prepared for the eavesdropping to fail and be quickly detected by the other party.
Anyway, the purpose of this eavesdropping is not to obtain any intelligence or information, but mainly to observe Tang Ze's treatment process. If the eavesdropping device is really discovered, he will find a way to interrupt Tang Ze's treatment immediately and prioritize the other party's treatment. Safety.
Tang Ze's mental state is inherently unstable. If a psychiatrist who doesn't know the details is allowed to contact him, the threat to Tang Ze may be greater than the organization.
There was a movement in the psychological consulting room at the other end. After Mao Lilan left, Kiharakawa seemed to be preparing for the next meeting. The sound of the table being dragged on the floor, the curtains The sound of moving on the slide rails seemed to be that the layout of the consulting room was being changed with great effort.
After being busy for a while, Conan only heard the crisp sound of turning pages of paper and the slight collision of knobs as they were adjusted. After waiting for a full four or five minutes, Conan finally heard the door again. Turn on the sound.
The chairs moved, and there was a soft sound of springs being pressed. It seemed that Karasawa and Kiharagawa were sitting on the sofa and office chairs respectively, preparing to officially start treatment and conversation.
"Karasawa-kun, good afternoon." Kiharagawa's voice was steady and soft, "Moori-san said that you have had severe insomnia these days, and it seems to have triggered some bad memories. Are you in pain, Karasawa-kun?"
"...It's okay. I just can't sleep a little bit, it's normal." Tang Zedong paused for a few seconds before answering his question, his voice was calm, no different from usual.
If Conan hadn't seen this guy sitting downstairs with his eyes wide open and staring blankly at the light bulb, he would have thought that Tang Ze's condition was really nothing serious.
"Really? I thought you would feel a little nervous about my appearance like last time. Have you adjusted it already, or are your dissociative symptoms intensified, so you can't give me anything now? Sensitive emotional feedback? "
Kiharagawa's voice lowered a bit, and the gentle rhythm slowly penetrated into it, giving his plain voice a sense of frustration and a kind of gentleness.
Even Conan, who was already wary and well prepared, couldn't help but relax a little along with his voice.
Aware of his relaxation, he immediately woke up and touched the earphones in his ears, becoming more and more vigilant.
This man's voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, and it immediately reminded Conan of the joker's strange and mysterious accent.
Could it be that he really has abilities similar to those of Joker...
"I'm not sure, Doctor Kihara, but I do have a little insomnia."
"For what reason? Do you feel that your brain is too excited and active, or do you have any doubts about the sleeping environment?"
"Maybe it's the latter. I don't really want to stay in a small closed room."
"Well, I understand..."
With the regular rustling of the pen tip, Kiharagawa, just like the conscientious psychiatrist in Conan's impression or imagination, began to keep Asking about Karasawa's feelings, and occasionally chatting about Karasawa's situation in Tokyo and Izu these days, the situation of communication and conversation seemed to be ideal.
Conan listened patiently and carefully to the content of Kiharagawa's conversation. Although he could not yet tell whether this person had other agendas, he was certain that this doctor's professional ability was indeed good.
The pace of his speech was gentle, and there was almost no preset conversation content. He kept using questions to guide Tang Ze to take the initiative to bring up emotional or communication problems.
He couldn't tell whether this was very professional, but his intuition told him that this person was definitely better than a guy like Fuudo Kyosuke who liked to talk a lot of instructive content.
Conan, who only listened through audio eavesdropping, did not feel it very clearly, but Karasawa, who was sitting across from Kihara River, felt it clearly.
It is not clear whether Kiharakawa has learned enough from Karasawa Ichikawa. In terms of psychological treatment, he may indeed have some true inheritance from his father.
Unlike the last time when they surrounded him and almost forced him to answer, today's psychological consultation room has obviously been specially arranged.
The curtains were all drawn, and no light source with a too cold tone was used. A warm yellow floor lamp was placed next to the sofa.
The dim light enveloped the sofa, but did not include Kiharagawa, who was sitting opposite him and recording something. This caused the patient who was clearly being observed to feel in a trance and not being stared at closely. , the illusion that I am still closed and safe.
The whole room seemed like a peaceful world, and the atmosphere was particularly peaceful.
If he is indeed in a state of nervous tension and frightened bird-like stress as he showed, he can indeed be soothed by such an environment.
"...I have a general understanding of the situation. To put it simply, you recalled some of your experiences in a closed environment, so your emotions are a bit out of control. Needless to say, I don't think you are truly calm now, more so It's like a self-protection mechanism trying to separate emotions from your consciousness."
As Kiharakawa spoke, he slowly leaned forward and put half of his face into the range of the light.
"Although you don't realize it, you are still nervous. Let go. You are gripping the sofa cover too tightly. If you continue like this, your fingers will become swollen."
Tang Ze Yiyan looked down at his hands on both sides of his legs, pretending to just realize it, and suddenly pulled his hands back.
By lowering his head, Tang Ze squinted his eyes and looked at his shadow on the ground with great interest.
With this environment and tone, he could guess what Kiharagawa wanted to do without even using his brain.
It seems that the information Mao Lilan provided to Kiharagawa is very crucial to him. "Karasawa's mental state is unstable and his memory is fluctuating." The temptation is stronger than the phenomenon.
When a person faces a problem, his instinct is to use the part he is best at.
Why is it often possible to easily confirm whether a murderer is left- or right-handed just by examining the traces? The main reason is that under extreme conditions such as committing a murder, people will instinctively use their own more powerful, The more familiar hand is used to operate the murder weapon. Even if the strength of the other hand may be able to achieve the same effect, it is still the same. This is an instinctive reaction.
Now Karasawa is a problem for Kiharagawa.
This proves that as a psychotherapist, Kiharagawa is best at...
"I have had some conversations with your current guardian. It seems that you still have some resistance to drug treatment. You also need some adjustments in dosage and specific medication, so let's not consider the medication plan. Today I want to try something else. Are you willing to try the therapy, Tang Zejun? "
Here you go, waiting here.
"If you don't need to take medicine." Following his words, Tang Ze nodded without refusing.
Even if Kiharagawa didn't introduce the next content, Karasawa knew what was probably going on. Kiharachuan probably wanted to hypnotize him.
This was not beyond Karasawa's expectations. It should be said that it was precisely because he had guessed at Kiharagawa's methods that he and Toru Amuro chose to reveal the symptom of being unable to sleep due to anxiety to the other party after discussing it.
His mental state was not good, he could not sleep, and he had very clear symptoms, so it was logical for Kiharagawa to propose some interventional therapies.
Upstairs, Conan, who was a little sleepy after what Kiharagawa said in a steady voice, caught the key words and immediately became energetic.
"Have you ever heard of hypnotherapy, Tang Zejun? This should be very famous. Whenever psychology is involved, there will inevitably be a lot of discussion about this thing."
"Yes. , that kind of technology that uses suggestion to control people..."
"It's not that exaggerated. Many literary and film and television works exaggerate its effects and forms of expression. In fact, it is a technique that allows you to relax as much as possible, make some positive suggestions, and avoid the impact of negative emotions and trauma. It still relies on communication. And communication. If people were so easy to control, how invincible would a psychiatrist be?"
"Yes, is it..."
"Well, and this kind of treatment requires patients? Cooperation, if you consciously resist the concept of suggestion, it will be difficult to succeed. I feel that our communication is not enough, and you don't trust me enough, so this is just an attempt. Don't be frustrated or worried even if it doesn't succeed. It’s a normal phenomenon.”
“So, there won’t be that kind of real loss of consciousness, right?”
“Yes, I promise, even if the treatment is successful, you His consciousness was awake throughout the whole process and he had the ability to act independently.”
The treatment room fell into silence again.
I don’t know where Mao Lilan placed the bug, but this time, Conan could hear Tang Ze’s clear breathing. Obviously, Tang Ze was also thinking and struggling.
But Conan is not prepared to wait any longer.
He stood up and ran downstairs, trying to find Mao Lilan who was waiting anxiously and try to stop the treatment from continuing.
No matter how you put it, no one can say whether hypnosis, a treatment method involving cognitive modification, is still hypnotherapy in the conventional sense if it is placed in the hands of a person who is proficient in cognitive mysteries.
Even with his presence, due to the different contact environments and differences in the five senses, his feelings based on hearing alone were very different from Karasawa's actual experience facing Kihara River. The safety of this treatment could no longer be guaranteed.
However, when he had just found Mao Lilan and had not found a chance to call her away alone, Tang Ze, who had been silent for a long time on the other end of the bug, had already made a choice.
"Then, please, Doctor Kihara."
"How come this guy Karasawa..." Conan gritted his teeth.
This is too imprudent. Faced with such a person whose safety is unknown, how can you agree to the new treatment proposed by him?
Conan, who could only hear Karasawa's voice, was in a panic. However, from his invisible perspective, when Karasawa, who was leaning on the sofa, gave a wry smile of resignation towards Kiharagawa, his half-closed eyes were faintly glimmering.
Come on, come closer, let me take a closer look, what is hidden under your stolen mask...
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On the other side of Tokyo, Ireland, who was carefully smoothing out the stolen mask, pressed the corners of the mask to make sure it fit perfectly on his face, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
While wiping away the water droplets, he glanced at the closed compartment door behind him and gritted his teeth.
Otherwise, he would almost be unable to control the urge to grind his teeth because he was worried that it would be inappropriate for his current status to make such an expression.
What’s going on with these policemen in Tokyo?
He was invited to come to contact this serial murder case related to mahjong tiles. According to Adachi Toru's original plan, Shi Shiran came to the Metropolitan Police Department to report, and he was prepared to inquire about the joint investigation team of the case. messages from other police officers.
You must know that in the first two days of the meeting, other people in the organization will need to sneak in to make preparations. Just in case, he must collect information in advance to facilitate Belmode's actions.
His calculations were very good. He even took into account Adachi Toru's background that he had worked in Tokyo many years ago and made several drafts for the next contact. He thought that the disguise was perfect.
Unexpectedly, within twenty minutes of entering the Metropolitan Police Department, he almost failed.
On the pretext of learning about the case, he had just found the office area of the First Investigation Section, picked a pretty policewoman who looked easy to talk to, and leaned over to start a conversation, when he was suddenly splashed with tea in the face.
He was really frightened. He almost thought that someone had seen through his disguise the first time he met him, and that he would be exposed before he even started to act.
The woman actually said that she was careless? !
Do these policemen think he is a fool? ! How can anyone have such slippery hands that they spill the tea on the table directly onto someone's face?
Isn't that just throwing a cup of tea in his face?
What is this? It’s workplace bullying with Japanese characteristics. Is it discriminatory against police officers from small places who have not yet been established? !
After taking a minute to adjust his mood, Ireland walked out of the bathroom and was about to walk towards the Search Class 1 when a hurried police officer brushed his shoulder and ran over.
The man kept looking at his watch while running, holding a stack of documents tightly in his hand, as if he was in a hurry to deliver something and had no time to pay attention to what was going on around him.
For this reason, when Ireland was unprepared and was stepped on hard by him, her toes hurt, and she almost fell split on the smooth tiles in front of the toilet, she frowned and turned her head, and the other person's back was It has disappeared around the corner and cannot be found.
Ireland was very angry, but didn't even know where to be angry: "..."
Chiba, who was running with his head down, slowed down as soon as he turned the corner and looked at his colleagues who were already standing there waiting. , gestured with his thumb: "I stepped on it, stepped hard, I heard the sound of that guy pumping air conditioner."
"Good job." Takagi Wataru patted his shoulder, "Stay here There are no marks. I think I like his leather shoes. They are shiny and new."
"I kept them. I walked around the corridor that was under renovation..."
Miwako Sato looked at her colleagues who were high-fiving each other in congratulations, and shook her head: "I'm not a primary school student. It's childish to step on someone's toes as revenge."
Shiratori Rensaburo, who was more restrained than the last time he joined in the fun, heard this and turned his head to look at her without saying anything. Seeing that beautiful face, he didn't have the nerve to complain.
You were not very mature when you poured tea on him, Miwako...
However, although I have no interest in participating, this kind of bullying in prison is based on my position. He is an adult trash policeman, and he will never object if someone corrects him.
(End of this chapter)