Separated by a Door E-Book

Christ Sweet

• Herausgeber: neobooks
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Serie: Separated by a Door
• Sprache: Deutsch

Seitenzahl: 156

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Beschreibung

　Villa No. 52 is far away from the villas and secluded. Qin Su got out of the car and looked up. There were no lights on, only the light in front of the door was on, illuminating only the space in front of me that was as big as my palm. He wrapped his coat tightly and took a few steps forward. Snow fell, quickly covering his footprints and hiding his traces. The door was unlocked, but there was no one on the first floor. The huge villa fell into an unusual silence. Qin Su dusted off the snow on his coat and walked up the stairs to the second floor. The corridor also cast long shadows until the room at the end, where a faint light squeezed out from the crack of the ajar door and slanted onto the smooth marble floor. Qin Su had a bad premonition for no reason, which prompted him to lighten his steps and cautiously reach the door. He lightly touched the door handle and pushed the door open little by little.

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Separated by a Door

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Separated by a Door

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Separated by a Door

Chapter 1 Preface

2013, winter.

It snowed in Nancheng after nightfall, and traffic in the city was paralyzed. Car taillights gathered into a vast ocean in the snow, and they meandered out of the city along with the rapid sound of horns.

Qin Su drove all the way around to the Fengcheng Expressway and drove along the service road in the wind and snow. The snow was covered with neon lights, and until outside the city, the only light in the city died out in the snowy night.

The villa area is built on the mountain. From a distance, you can see the villas lined up one after another. There were very few lights on, and only the shadows of a few scattered windows were hidden among the dark shadows of the houses near and far.

Qin Su walked through the path between the villas to the top of the mountain. After the car passed, there were long ruts. After arriving at the ground, the car was not put into storage. It braked and stopped outside the villa, and the wheels slipped on the snow.

Villa No. 52 is far away from the villas and secluded.

Qin Su got out of the car and looked up. There were no lights on, only the light in front of the door was on, illuminating only the space in front of me that was as big as my palm. He wrapped his coat tightly and took a few steps forward. Snow fell, quickly covering his footprints and hiding his traces.

The door was unlocked, but there was no one on the first floor. The huge villa fell into an unusual silence. Qin Su dusted off the snow on his coat and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

The corridor also cast long shadows until the room at the end, where a faint light squeezed out from the crack of the ajar door and slanted onto the smooth marble floor.

Qin Su had a bad premonition for no reason, which prompted him to lighten his steps and cautiously reach the door. He lightly touched the door handle and pushed the door open little by little.

There was a flickering light in front of me, coming from the projection on the wall.

The projection showed a lecture. When the camera was shown to the stage, a middle-aged woman was holding a man and crying bitterly. The man let her cry in his arms, and said to the audience, "Psychoanalyst or psychological counselor." Once the counselor's self-defense mechanism collapses, it can lead to countertransference, which is an unconscious conflict, attitude, and motivation beyond the counselor's awareness. Being unable to understand oneself not only happens to counselors, but sometimes even counselors. Falling into this vicious circle. So, this is why video or audio recording is needed during the treatment process. Once countertransference occurs, the counselor can use the image data to self-analyze and reflect on it to clarify the factors that caused the countertransference ."

Someone in the audience asked, "Professor Shen, counselors are also human beings, and they have emotions. Unless they are hypnotized, how can they be able to control the seven emotions and six desires with full confidence?"

The man pondered on the stage for a moment, then looked at the audience, "There is another way to control..."

Qin Su suddenly felt something was wrong in the room!

His eyes suddenly turned and fell on the chairs in the row near the bookshelf. The chair was behind the desk, with its back facing him, facing the direction of the window. The light outside the window was blocked by the thick velvet floor-length curtains, making that corner completely trapped in darkness. Only one hand rested on the armrest of the chair, projecting It looked pale in the dim light.

"Shen Xu?" Qin Su lowered his voice.

There was no answer, and she still sat with her back to him.

Qin Su felt a chill on his back and had no time to pay attention to the lecture on the projection. He stepped forward step by step, walked around the desk and stood behind the chair.

The person on the chair showed no reaction at all.

Qin Su stretched out his hand and slowly turned the chair around...

It was a dummy sitting on the chair.

His head was slightly tilted against the back of the chair, his eyes were open, and he had glasses on his face. He put one hand on the armrest of the chair and put the other hand under the chair.

The dummy was made to look like the face on the projection podium.

There shouldn't be anything, Qin Su knew that he usually liked to play pranks, but there was something strange about him, like a premonition that had just flashed past.

Qin Su looked at the dummy carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong, especially the hand resting on the armrest. The index finger was bent downward and the other four fingers were flat.

He looked diagonally downward along the direction of his index finger...

It was the corner of the table that was plunged into darkness, and there seemed to be something vaguely there. Qin Su reached out and found a mobile phone.

Pick it up, the screen lights up, and you go directly to the information interface.

There is a message: We are all in the desert, and the white camel is coming towards me. You should stay where you are, because you will never expect...

It was not a complete sentence, but it was sent out.

There are also missed calls.

Display: Brother Qin

Chapter 2 A strange sentence

It was half past two in the morning when Cen Ci received the call.

A crescent moon hung outside the window. The moon was pale, hidden in layers of overcast clouds, and the surrounding area was as black as if it had been splashed with ink. She didn't have the habit of sleeping with the curtains closed, so when the other end of the phone said, "Dr. Cen, Min Weiwei is your patient, right?", she looked at the vast night outside the window and thought, it was such a restless night.

After leaving the unit door, Cen Ci shuddered.

The temperature in Nancheng in early winter is not friendly. When the wind blows, it hurts people's faces. The dead leaves that survived under the broom of the community cleaner cannot escape the fate of the wind. They scrape against the ground, as if they have been forcibly dragged away. stump.

She smoothed her long hair and tightened her coat, and paused before getting into the car. She always felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously glanced behind her.

The quiet community was plunged into a large area of deep darkness. Through the dim halo of the wall lamp at the gate, you could see the lingering mist floating in the air. The smoke and smoke of the human world had not yet awakened. The one with bright lights was the security room, wearing a The little security guard in the cotton coat lay on the chair with his hands in his sleeves, almost burying his face in his collar and taking a nap.

Everything looked sparse and ordinary.

Cen Ci glanced at the night sky.

The month looked like someone had casually drawn a stroke on the black curtain, like a hook.

Last quarter moon.

The moment the car door closed, Cen Ci suddenly remembered a sentence from Shakespeare -

Everything in the past is a prelude.

**

"I didn't kill him."

In the interrogation room, Min Weiwei lowered her face. There was a dazzling light hanging above her head, and her entire face was covered in shadow. Soon she looked up again and added, "Besides, I don't know him at all."

Min Weiwei, a popular program host, is beautiful and funny, and has attracted the love of many otakus. Unexpectedly, in the evening, her temperament suddenly changed. She attempted to kill her fiancé Zhou Jun with a knife. She stabbed twice at the vital parts. The house was filled with blood. The live-in nanny was so frightened that she quickly called the police.

At this moment, Zhou Jun was sent to the hospital for rescue, while Min Weiwei, who had always appeared on TV the most, was detained for interrogation.

There was overwhelming evidence that someone had something, so what Min Weiwei said above was just scratching the surface. It didn't sound like she was sincerely defending herself. Even her excuses sounded ridiculous. The interrogating police officer frowned. , his tone increased, "You still say you don't know him? You live in someone else's house if you don't know him? You stabbed him with a knife if you don't know him? Look at your own clothes, they are stained with the victim's blood!"

Min Weiwei lowered her head and looked at the skirt of her clothes, which was covered with spray-like blood spots. She knitted her brows together and raised her eyes for a long time, with a look of confusion on her face, "I really don't know what's going on."

Pei Lu, the captain of the criminal investigation team, put his hands on his hips and looked at the innocent-looking Min Weiwei and his colleagues who were trying to suppress their temper through the one-way glass. He turned around slightly and put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray, bit by bit with his thumb and index finger. Crush the cigarette butt, "Dr. Cen, what do you think?"

Cen Ci didn't answer, and kept looking through the information handed over by the police. She had just arrived five minutes ago, and the cold air on her coat seemed not to dissipate.

Pei Lu didn't urge her to reply, and put his hands on both sides. "According to colleagues at the scene, Min Weiwei was standing next to the injured Zhou Jun with a dull expression. She didn't speak until she was taken into the police car, but she said something strange. if……"

He paused and looked at Cen Ci's reaction. When most people heard this, they would most likely ask: What's this weird thing? Or give a question or continue talking expression.

However, Cen Ci still didn't raise her head, and I don't know if she listened. Pei Lu raised his hand and rubbed his nose. For a moment, he felt that the chain was off. He cleared his throat and set up a step for himself. "She told the police that I am not who I am."

"The nanny saw Min Weiwei hurt someone with her own eyes?" Cen Ci raised his head and did not respond to Pei Lu's question, but asked this sentence out of the blue.

Pei Lu felt that this girl's reaction really... surprised him in every way.

She occupies an important position in Min Weiwei's relationship spectrum, and is Min Weiwei's psychological counselor. Later, after further investigation, it was found that this Cen Ci had a relatively young background. She founded a spiritual club called "Gate", which is known in the industry as " Wizard-level psychoanalyst.

But there are also many voices from the outside world about Cen Ci: he has a dull temperament and is very unsociable. He rarely attends academic conferences in the industry and does not like to participate in academic discussions. He has his own way of dealing with mental illness. "The club only receives three visitors per week and has many strange rules, but it cannot stop the "Gate" club's growing reputation.

Before Pei Lu met Cen Ci, he thought he was older. After all, his experience in the psychology field was equated with his age. After meeting Cen Ci...

He immediately called over the files piled on the table by his colleagues, Cen Ci, female, 26 years old.

After flipping through a few more pages of information, I was completely impressed by this girl.

young.

She is beautiful, but she is very cold, and her eyebrows are so cold that you cannot judge her position for a while.

If he hadn't read the information, he would definitely have concluded that she was an industry bastard based on her age and appearance. Shouldn't a psychological person look more cheerful?

Seeing Cen Ci staring at him, Pei Lu cleared his throat and responded, "After the live-in nanny heard the noise and came downstairs, she happened to see Min Weiwei stabbing Zhou Jun a second time with a fruit knife. Dr. Cen, Zhou Jun's villa was the first scene. According to the nanny, , Min Weiwei and Zhou Jun were the only two people in the lobby on the first floor at the time of the crime. After on-site investigation, there was indeed no trace of the fourth person at the time of the crime."

Cen Ci understood what Pei Lu meant, walked to the mirror and looked at Min Weiwei, silent.

It was always not a good thing to receive a call in the middle of the night, but what she never expected was that this time she saw Min Weiwei not in the clinic, but in the police station.

Pei Lu stood still behind Cen Ci, putting his hands in his pockets, "In addition, Min Weiwei said during the interrogation that she has always listened to you."

This time Cen Ci reacted as he expected. She turned around and looked at him with cold eyes. She liked to wear jackets, had a free and tough temperament, her single eyelids seemed to be smiling, but her eyes were sharp. She was a battle-hardened person. hard role.

Pei Lu thought to himself, but he finally reacted. I was really afraid that you wouldn't be able to get in if you didn't react.

"A month ago, the largest antique smuggling case was uncovered in Nancheng. When the criminal was caught, he refused to disclose the whereabouts of the stolen goods. I heard that Dr. Cen only said a few words to the other party, and the other party obediently revealed the whereabouts of the stolen goods. Spirituality Analysis is hypnosis, right? But looking at Dr. Cen, it’s not as simple as hypnosis. People say that Dr. Cen’s treatment methods are eccentric, and I’m really curious.”

He was not in charge of the antique smuggling case at the time, and he only knew the inside story after reading the information. At that time, Cen Ci asked the police to turn off all cameras, monitoring and recording equipment before entering the interrogation room. No one could hear clearly what Cen Ci said to the criminal after she entered, because her back was to the glass, and the police could only see the criminal's expression. She seemed to have done something and yet she seemed to have done nothing. For only a minute, the criminal looked strangely frightened, and then confessed everything in the following time.

Of course, there are sequels to this case.

The criminal died unexpectedly the day after he confessed. It was determined to be sudden cardiac death. Although according to the police investigation, the criminal took someone's life during the smuggling process, and such a death seems a bit retributive, but the suddenness of the death always makes people suspicious.

The police asked Cen Ci for questioning. Cen Ci said that to solve the problem, we must first discover the weakness. I can't hide the secret that he has killed people, but it does not mean that I controlled his death. Didn't the forensic doctor also identify him? Do you have a history of heart disease?

Both good and evil are elusive. This was the evaluation of Cen Ci by the bureau in the previous case. Perhaps it was also because of her strange and unconventional treatment methods that she was given the title of "Wizard".

Unexpectedly, after just one month, she would be involved in the case again.

Cen Ci looked directly into Pei Lu's eyes and answered the question, "If Captain Pei is guilty of biting me to death, then I should be in the interrogation room now instead of being treated as a consultant standing behind the mirror."

Pei Lu smiled, "You have very poisonous eyes. Your situation is special. On the one hand, you have to assist our police in handling the case as a consultant, and on the other hand, you have to cooperate with the police investigation as a suspect. I only believe in evidence and will not be unjustly accused. Of course, good people will not let bad people go."

Cen Ci's face was calm and his eyes were calm, "I will cooperate with your investigation. In addition, I need to talk to Min Weiwei."

"No problem." Pei Lu carefully thought about her character. She was both regarded as a consultant and also suspected. An ordinary girl would have been excited to defend herself first, and would even fall out. This remark was a bit interesting.

Before going out, Cen Ci suddenly stopped and turned to look at him.

Pei Lu thought he had never seen any big storms in all his years as a police officer, but he was shocked when she looked at him so coldly. Isn't this supposed to soothe people's minds? Why do you look like ice picks in your eyes?

"Captain Pei." Cen Ci's voice sounded gentle, "To correct you, hypnosis is indeed a method in the process of mental treatment, but the methods of mental treatment are not limited to hypnosis, so it is normal even if you take the wrong approach. In addition, do It is inevitable for police officers to be anxious. Appropriate anxiety can stimulate progress, but excessive anxiety will become a distant worry and problems will occur sooner or later. Adjust your mood at ordinary times and take less sleeping pills. Human nerves are like your friends. If you don’t cherish them, they will also I won’t cherish you. If necessary, you can make an appointment with a psychiatrist to talk.”

From the time she entered the room until now, this was the most spoken thing she said. Pei Lu felt a little uncomfortable hearing it. He always felt like he was playing tricks in front of other experts, and he felt awkward beyond words.

I thanked him profusely.

Pei Lu didn't realize until Cen Ci followed his men out of the room, "Who is it?" Who is anxious? He is young, promising, strong as a tiger, why is he anxious...

That...about his anxiety, how did she tell?

Chapter 3 Do you believe there is another you in this world?