Crazy Psychologist

In the reception room of more than ten square meters, a woman wearing a black sleeveless dress with white dots was talking loudly with her powerful voice.

This woman was about seventy years old. Her eye sockets were so wide that her sclera could not enclose her irises and pupils. Her eyes looked like a group of tadpoles floating in a white pond.

"I didn't know at first that reality could be so cruel. It's even more unbelievable than what you see in movies."

The person who took the notes was named Liu Yiming. This was the third time this month that he heard the old lady say the same thing.

"Do you know Feng Linqiao? There are two roads behind here. I live in the second row of the road and my room is on the third floor. The windows of my house face the first row of buildings and the balcony faces the third row of buildings. I always feel that I have a headache, sometimes my shoulders hurt, sometimes my legs hurt. I can’t stand up at all when it hurts. Sometimes I’m walking at home, but suddenly I faint from the pain. If I hadn’t been in good health, I would have broken my bones long ago.

Once, I stood on the balcony and looked into the building opposite. Oh my God, they all pulled up the curtains. There were so many people living there who didn’t know where, and they used high-tech weapons that you had never seen to attack me.

Those weapons are invisible, intangible, and tasteless, and they can make me miserable from a distance.

Painful enough to vomit. "

Liu Yiming was taking notes in a boring routine. If he didn't find an excuse to leave, the old lady could talk all day long until Liu Yiming got off work without taking the toilet once in the process.

"Old lady, why do those people want to harm you?"

The old lady looked frightened and proud.

"I have participated in secret work before."

"Secret work? What is it?"

"Overseas wars happened many, many years ago."

"Counter-terrorism? Afghanistan? Or what?"

"I can't say it, I can't say it. If I say it, I won't be able to come back."

"Then how can I help you? What do you want me to do?"

"Those people hid in cars and houses and attacked me secretly. They attacked me with secret high-tech weapons. I wrote a letter to the court, saying that they couldn't control it, and then they asked me to go...Okay, I can only say that I have been there Every court, every place where I could find someone to help me, there was only sympathy but no help.”

"Because no one knows what it is?"

The old lady curled up on the back of her chair, "You can't force me to say things that I can't say. I've been through it all my life. I can't say it, I can't say it."

The old lady was as frightened as a girl who saw a mouse, but she was unwilling to escape to a place where there were no mice.

Liu Yiming kept his pen on the notebook in frustration, "Old lady, if you don't tell me, I won't be able to help you at all. You have been here many times, and you always say the same thing. Our colleagues, almost Every colleague has heard what you said, and if you want to hear any of us tell you the story you said, we can tell it to you verbatim, but like this is that useful?"

Liu Yiming spread his hands and sighed helplessly.

According to the daily work requirements, he shouldn't sigh like this, but facing the old lady in front of him, he really tried his best, drank two cups of coffee, and cheered up.

Now, it is really difficult for him to remain patient.

"Hmph, you police officers are all impatient, aren't you? Everything and every word I tell you is absolutely true. Let me show you my legs."

Liu Yiming didn't have time to say no, don't watch it. The old lady had rolled up her loose trouser legs, lifted one foot from the ground and put it on the chair.

"Look, come here and look, look here."

The old lady held the area under her knees, close to her calf, and then took Liu Yiming's arm and pulled him to her side.

"This is it. Can you see what's wrong?"

"I can't tell." Liu Yiming answered truthfully.

"You can't tell." The old lady patted Liu Yiming on the back.

Fortunately, Liu Yiming is 185cm tall. Otherwise, the old lady, who is over 170cm tall, could have patted his head with her hand.

What can you do to the elderly? Not to mention your official duties and responsibilities, even if you encounter such an old lady at home or on the subway or bus, you can only let her go.

Do you still expect to come to an agreement with her?

Now, everyone has learned bad things. Whenever they see the old lady coming, they will call Liu Yiming to take notes for the old lady. They call her Liu Yiming, who is recognized as a friend of middle-aged and elderly women and a good son of the citizens.

What a sarcastic thing to say, after all, Liu Yiming is easy to bully, he doesn't care about everything, and he does have a good temper, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have any troubles in his heart.

how can that be possible?

People are not made of stone, so how can they not have any emotions?

"Let me tell you, what you can't see is that I don't have any problems at all, right? I'm much healthier than the patients in the hospital next door. I look good and have a strong body, right?"

The old lady tilted her head, one leg still on the chair, turned sideways and raised her head to speak to Liu Yiming.

"Yes, that's right, grandma, your body looks very good."

"But you're wrong, it's not good at all. When I was young, I had leg pain. The pain was so painful that I rolled on the ground. I was so miserable that I had to shoot me to death. I was in so much pain that I once used wood from the house. The chair is just that big.”

The old lady gestured to the wooden armchair she was standing on, "It's just a little smaller than this chair. The pain was really bad, so I smashed the chair on my legs. It didn't hurt as much as the chair. Bear."

"If the chair hits you, won't the bones break?"

"you are right."

The old lady grabbed Liu Yiming's arm again and slapped him hard on the back.

Liu Yiming really regretted why he left his seat and why he stood up.

"If the chair hits you, the bones will be unbearable, the bones will break, and the skin will bleed, right? Even if the skin is not broken, at least there will be bruises on the inside. You can always see the wound, right?"

Liu Yiming nodded. This is common sense. If a wooden chair hits his leg, it will hurt to some extent.

"However, their high-tech weapons can cause you pain to death, but no wounds can be seen."

"How is this possible, grandma, if you really feel pain in your feet, you should go to the hospital. The hospital has advanced medical equipment. The cause of any problem can be found through scientific examination. Once the cause is found, just treat it. Yes, the doctors will help you cure it."

"It's useless!" the old lady interrupted.

"It's no use!"

He pursed his lips, placed his left hand on his hips, and pushed his right hand away in front of his body, looking like a dashing and heroic figure of a Peking Opera actor.

"Uh, no use."