I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 117 The Psychiatrist
"Mom, I really don't have hallucinations or any psychological problems. I just feel violent."

In the living room, Wu Shuang was trying hard to explain to the second elder why he smashed the bed board.

However, the two elders sitting on the sofa, frowning, did not believe his words. Even the father, who had always been in a free-range state in his demands, became unusually serious, and the mother even became more serious. He asked in an extremely serious tone: "What's so violent? Can you smash the bed board with your eyesight? Isn't it enough to smash it twice once?"

"Tell dad if you have something on your mind. If you're embarrassed, we can go to the barbecue stall downstairs, order some barbecue, and then have some manly communication while eating."

The father on the side also said very seriously, his eyes were quite concerned.

But Wu Shuang seriously doubted that his father's focus was on the barbecue stall rather than manly communication, but no matter what, he now had to prove to his second elder that he was not abnormal.

"It was just that the room was too dark." He tried hard to find an excuse.

But compared to his more exaggerated actions, these excuses seem a bit feeble.

Hearing this, his old father first turned around and glanced at the bright room suspiciously, then turned around and said quite puzzled: "But that's a new light bulb that was just replaced, and you turned on the light. .”

"This." Wu Shuang was speechless and racked his brains but couldn't think of any good excuse.

The mother on the side had already spoken hesitantly.

"Baby, have you encountered something unhappy? Or have you fallen out of love?"

"I'm fine. I haven't encountered anything unhappy, and I haven't fallen out of love."

"That's what we're talking about?"

"no!"

Wu Shuang said categorically, almost choking on the sudden question.

Unfortunately, his answer was obviously not convincing. The two people on the sofa were still frowning. Shortly after sending him back to the house, the old father who had finished the discussion came to the door of his room with a very calm tone. Said: "I know, now that you have grown up, there are some things you don't want to tell us. This is normal."

Hearing this, Wu Shuang breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that his parents planned to just ignore this matter, and he really didn't know how to explain it all.

After all, it can't be said that this world actually has some extraordinary power, but it's just not known to ordinary people. But he got a golden finger, which allowed him to program other identities, constantly reset the timeline, and saved many people in this way. , and even faced off against the Evil God.

If these words were spoken, the old father, who was still a little suspicious at first, would probably have to send him to a mental hospital personally, while his always loving mother would probably hand him a rope.

Therefore, he could only find some crude excuses and try to cope with it.

Fortunately, it seems to work pretty well.

The old father who was talking suddenly changed his tone and said tentatively: "But whether it is a life problem or a psychological problem, it must be solved. We cannot just leave the problem there and ignore it. So, just now Your mother has asked someone to find a psychiatrist."

"what?!"

"You don't want to go?"

"Go."

When Wu Shuang saw his father's suspicious eyes, he nodded quickly. After all, he was a psychiatrist, not a psychiatrist. Anyway, he didn't have any psychological problems. Even in the past, he just chatted with a stranger. That's all, it can be regarded as appeasing the hearts of the two elders.

But his own heart couldn't be at ease.

Watching his old father breathe a sigh of relief, leave the room, and quietly close the door, Wu Shuang's heart became heavier.

If there is no mistake, what happened just now should be an illusion that can only appear in the identity of the detective, but now it has really happened to him. In this way, the dream last night is no longer What do you think about every day and dream about every night? It's a nightmare exactly like the identity of a detective.

But, this shouldn’t be the case.
He only injected the potion as a detective, and he had never had similar hallucinations or nightmares before, except now. He realized that the hallucination this time was probably caused by the third drug he used when he was using his detective identity. Because of the second tube of medicine.

This move not only deepened the erosion of the detective's identity, but also affected other identities, including his true identity.

Is it the same as that state?

Wu Shuang thought of [Gift from the Starry Sky]. This state that could not be eliminated no matter what, according to the maid, was rooted in his memory, and what he remembered was not limited by his identity. In other words, Can you now use the spells you learned as a detective?

It suddenly occurred to him.

Of course, it didn't occur to him to try.

After all, with the weirdness of those spells, if something goes wrong, it will turn into a real death attempt.

It just so happens that he has to change his identity next time. He can give it a try when using the magician identity and leave some room for error. There is no need to commit suicide with his true identity.

He's going to have a headache now, and he'll see a psychiatrist tomorrow, so how can he continue to make up nonsense?
Wu Shuang thought that the psychiatrist he was going to see would be an intellectual big sister who wore a pair of glasses and had short hair.

Unexpectedly, he would be a very serious-looking man in his 30s. He is taciturn and acts very neatly. The consulting room where he is located is also extremely tidy, and everything is arranged neatly. , as if he has some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"sit."

The doctor's first words to him were succinct and clear.

After looking at the door, he nodded to himself, gave him a cheering look, and then closed the consulting room door. He had no choice but to sit on the single sofa, which was unexpectedly comfortable.

"You seem very insecure?"

Just as he was feeling the softness of the sofa and feeling a little drowsy, the doctor sat across from him with a notebook and pen, and asked this question expressionlessly.

Wu Shuang, who didn't know why, responded blankly, which was the only reaction he could make.

"what?"

"From the moment you came in, you unconsciously or actively observed every corner of this room, especially the windows and monitors, and you looked at my whole body from beginning to end more than once. This is only possible after special training or People who are extremely insecure will act subconsciously.”

The doctor explained calmly.

Wu Shuang stared blankly at those surprisingly calm eyes, a look he had almost never seen before.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the doctor continued to add: "Before coming in, I observed your parents. They cared about you very much, but they didn't talk too much. Obviously, they are not the type of people to strictly control you in normal times. You will Such insecure behavior should not come from your parents."

"Well, what can I say? Is this a subconscious imitation I made after watching a detective movie?"

Wu Shuang smiled awkwardly.

He never expected that such a situation would happen.Originally, he thought that he would just chat for a day, and then the doctor would prove that he had no mental problems, and everything would be fine.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came in and sat down, the doctor directly pointed out his behavior of observing the surroundings, and even extended his suspicion that he was insecure. This observation ability made him stunned and made him nervous.

The act of observing his surroundings was an unconscious behavior on his part.

In his dreams, he was used to raising his investigative skills to ninety, and he had already developed the habit of observing his surroundings consciously or unconsciously, so much so that he brought this habit into his real identity.

Compared with the identity of a detective or a magician with over 90 points of investigation skills, his real identity is a bit too novice. After looking at it for a long time, I didn't capture any useful information.

Apart from being very neat. Just very neat.
There is absolutely no information that can be used to draw inferences. Of course, this is also because he is not too concerned about it.

But as a detective, just the moment he walked in here was enough for him to capture any useful information and deduce the general situation of the doctor in front of him. It is probably not impossible to just open the box.

But now, as the doctor said, he had unconsciously looked the doctor up and down more than once, but he could only come to the conclusion that this doctor seemed a bit serious.
Not only that, he now seemed to be observed thoroughly by the other party.

After lowering his head and writing something on the notebook in his hand, the doctor raised his head and said: "You have no trust in me. This is normal. Now, we need to establish a relationship of mutual trust. Chatting is A good way, you will find that I am a good listener. If you don't know how to talk, then start with asking. You ask something, and then I ask again. Of course, what do you want to ask me? That’s fine too.”

As he spoke, the doctor showed a rather gentle smile.

It is not a polite smile, but a smile like when talking to friends. It is full of affinity and makes people feel like a spring breeze. Even the most picky audience will say that this is a blameless smile.

But Wu Shuang instinctively felt that the other party was not smiling.

A strange feeling lingered in his heart, but he also knew that he had been silent for too long and needed to find a suitable topic to open up the situation.

While he was thinking about it, he saw a photo frame placed on the doctor's desk behind him. From his angle, he could see that it was a photo of a little girl.

Isn't that the topic?

What better topic to distract from?Nine out of ten men who can put this photo in front of their desk are slaves to their daughters. Once they start talking, they will only care about showing off their daughters, and they will forget anything they ask him.

Anyway, the consultation is time-limited, and you can get over it as long as you chat for a while.

Wu Shuang raised his hand with a smile, pointed to the photo frame on the desk, and tried to make a routine: "Is that your daughter?"

"Yes." The doctor looked at the picture frame and nodded.

"That's so cute. How old are you now? Are you in kindergarten?"

Wu Shuang hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, but the doctor's next words made him instantly mute.

"If there hadn't been a car accident, I should be about the same as you now."

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Looking at the doctor's calm expression, Wu Shuang was speechless. How could he continue?

"Uh sorry, I didn't know"

"It's okay. Now it's my turn to ask you, has anything happened recently that made you feel uneasy?"

"No." Wu Shuang was stunned for a moment and quickly answered.

But the moment he said it, he regretted it, because he was clearly telling the other person that he had encountered a lot of things.

Sure enough, after the doctor nodded, he lowered his head and wrote something in his notebook.

"it's your turn."

After finishing writing, the doctor raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, indicating that it was his turn to ask questions.

But Wu Shuang is just thinking about how to get through. The doctor's ability level exceeds his expectations. If this continues, the results will obviously not meet his previous expectations, so that the two elders can rest assured.

So I have to think of another way.
"If your daughter is about the same age as me, she should be in her 40s now, right? But you look quite young. Didn't you want another one before?"

Since you can't get over it by making excuses, try to anger the other party and make his conclusion seem less credible.

In this way, maybe my father will take him to see another doctor, and then he can get over it. At least it will be easier than dealing with the current situation.

sorry
Wu Shuang thought silently in his heart, because he planned to provoke the other party by solving their pain points. This was too much, but in the face of such a situation, he could only make this last resort.

Facing his inquiry, the doctor's expression did not change at all, and his tone did not become excited. He just said with a slight melancholy: "Without this plan, my wife already died in childbirth when giving birth to our daughter."

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In this regard, Wu Shuang was speechless.

What happened to you must be so tragic. It made me start to blame myself.
He didn't know what expression he should use now. Facing this poor man who lost both his daughter and his wife, although he looked very calm, he felt that he was heartbroken.

"It's my turn."

The doctor looked down at the notebook, took a deep breath and said, "Do you know who has sat on the sofa you are sitting on now?"

"Who?" Wu Shuang, who had not expected this kind of question at all, asked in confusion.

"There are police officers who have been undercover for several years, soldiers who have crawled out from the dead, mothers who have lost their children, etc. When they sit on this sofa, they are all like you, acting like nothing is wrong, but In fact, they were all tortured, and I untied their knots, so you can believe in my ability and you can trust me."

Having said this, the doctor closed his notebook.

"I know you are worried about me telling your parents about these doubts, but please don't worry, I will provide you with the conclusion that everything is normal. You only need to come here at a fixed time every week to continue this consultation. Think of it as the beginning of building trust.”

Wu Shuang nodded silently.

He had nothing to question about this condition. This doctor was obviously a conscientious person, and his previous behavior was more like deliberately causing chaos.

But he couldn't tell others everything about himself, not even the psychiatrist.

As long as it is an ordinary person with normal thinking who does not know the supernatural world, and hears his narration, he will probably be converted from psychological consultation to psychiatry.

It would be even worse if he knew about the extraordinary world.

He doesn't want his life to be disturbed, not to mention that Chiyuan City is not peaceful.

You have to find other ways to get past it.
(End of this chapter)