Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

"Mr. Kyogoku, do you have any feelings?"

Kamikawa Nanfu entered the state and asked in a calm tone:

"Whenever you sleep at night and you close your eyes, those arrested prisoners will appear in front of you."

"Occasionally."

Kyogoku Naohiko took a deep breath:

"They always said they would take revenge on me and kill my family."

"That's why I asked Zhen to learn karate."

"Have experienced hallucinations"

Kamikawa Minami wrote down Kyogoku Naohiko's symptoms and continued to ask:

"Do you have any symptoms of insomnia?"

"have!"

Kyogoku Naohiko nodded heavily:

"I often suffer from insomnia, and sometimes I have to take sleeping pills to fall asleep."

"Um"

Suddenly, Nanfu Kamikawa smiled:

"They are nothing more than a figment of your imagination."

"The reason why you have insomnia is because you see them when you close your eyes, which causes stress, anxiety, and dry mouth."

"The symptoms are not serious, you are just too stressed."

Nanfu Kamikawa wrote a few lines on the paper, tore it off, and handed it over:

"Take the order and go to the drugstore next door to get some soothing and relaxing medicine. Then take a few days off and go on a trip with your family. Your symptoms will be relieved."

"Thanks."

Kyogoku Naohiko took the medicine list with both hands and carefully put it into his arms.

Sakaki Makoto kept looking at Kamikawa Nano with interest.

This guy is very interesting.

You may call him flashy, but he does know some psychological knowledge and can barely be called an "expert".

But you want to say that he can make good decisions and have unique skills and eyes?

He also doesn't live up to his reputation.

The methods used by Nanfu Kamikawa were a bit unsavory in Sakaki's eyes.

Not only did he offer little useful advice, he relied on medication.

When I heard my name just now, the panic in my eyes was nowhere to be seen at that moment.

Later, when he was consulting Naohiko Kyogoku, his eyes also glanced towards him in a vague way.

The sitting posture has also changed from upright at the beginning to a bit rickety, and the body is leaning slightly, as if it wants to stay away from itself.

This is a sign of vigilance.

Looking at his eyes that keep blinking, and the fact that he occasionally picks up a cup to drink tea to soothe his throat, it shows that this person has something evil in his heart.

He.has a problem.

"Mr. Sakaki, it's your turn."

Kamikawa Nanfu forced a smile on his lips and looked at Sakaki:

"What do you want to ask?"

"Is it possible that he has post-traumatic stress disorder like Mr. Kyogoku, who was involved in criminal investigation cases?"

"Speaking of this."

Sakaki took out his cigarette case, held a cigarette in his mouth, and played with the lighter in his hand, but did not light it:

"Mr. Kamikawa, you must receive so many patients every day, you must be under great psychological pressure."

".Won't."

Kamikawa Nano looked at the lighter in Sakaki's hand and swallowed:

"Psychologists will conduct self-coaching. Although they will personally understand the patient's feelings and provide guidance, they will not let the patient affect themselves."

"Does Dr. Kamikawa smoke?"

The lighter in Sakaki's hand was spinning faster and faster, as fast as a top, but his tone was neither urgent nor slow.

"I smoke one now and then."

"Drink?"

".Occasionally"

“Do you think you have empathy?”

Kamikawa Nanjo's body trembled slightly, he picked up the tea cup and wanted to drink, but found that there was no water in the cup, and he was furious:

"Katori!!!"

"Where's the tea?!"

Wow.

The tatami door opened again, and the young nurse hurriedly walked in with a teapot, knelt beside Kamikawa Nanfu and refilled the hot water for him.

"And refreshments!"

Nanfu Kamikawa was a little reluctant:

"How many times have I told you!"

“Not only do we have to serve tea to our guests, we also have refreshments!”

"Yes!"

The little nurse named Katori hurriedly ran up to the second floor, and after a while, she came back with a plate of Baumkuchen.

"Well, let's go out."

Seeing the Baumkuchen, Nanfu Kamikawa felt much relieved, and his tone was not as harsh as before.

All previous efforts were wasted.

Sakaki sighed inwardly and lit the cigarette.

"Just now, Mr. Sakaki asked me if I have empathy?"

Nanfu Kamikawa shook his head with a smile:

"How can a psychiatrist not have empathy?"

"We must put ourselves in the patient's shoes, put ourselves in the patient's shoes, and feel the emotions and feelings of the patient."

"In addition, psychiatrists also need strong emotional manipulation skills."

Sakaki Cheng took over Kamikawa Nan'o's words and looked at him with a half-smile in the smoke:

"But obviously Dr. Kamikawa, you don't need to control your emotions, because you have already spread all your negative emotions on the little nurse just now."

"Is this your secret recipe for controlling emotions?"

Kamikawa Nanfu's breath was stagnant and he was choked.

The crisis is approaching.

He tried his best to reverse the master-slave relationship between himself and Sakaki, and even let a third party intervene to break the deadlock, intending to regain the dominant position, but...

Sakaki didn't give him a chance to counterattack.

Pressing harder and harder.

This is a game between psychological masters.

Kyogoku Naohiko and his son looked dumbfounded.

Who is the patient and who is the doctor?

After hesitating again and again, Kamikawa Nanfu spoke:

"There was indeed something wrong with my mood just now."

"I will go and apologize to Katori-san."

To retreat is to advance, this is to block Sakaki's path forward!

Sakaki narrowed his eyes slightly, changed his sitting posture, and straightened up:

"Dr. Kamikawa should be in his 30s. He is really young and promising."

"I don't take it seriously, I just want to do my part for more patients."

"Looking at the kimono you are wearing, it seems to be quite expensive, and the painting on your wall must have been painted by a famous artist."

"Oh, it's ancestral."

"Dr. Kamikawa doesn't have a wedding ring on his hand. Is he not married yet?"

"I haven't met the one I like. If Mr. Sakaki knows an outstanding woman, could you introduce her to me?"

"Of course that's no problem. I wonder if Dr. Kamikawa prefers someone who is diligent and thrifty, or someone who is charming?"

"Of course he is thrifty and thrifty."

The two of them are like soldiers building a wall. You wave a hoe and I add a shovel of soil. They speak very fast and the fight is in full swing.

Sakaki Makoto is looking for flaws in Kamikawa Nan'o, while Kamikawa Nan'o is looking for opportunities to counterattack.

An experienced hunter, armed with a long bow, is confronting his prey.

Kyogoku Naohiko's head was like a windshield wiper, looking at whoever was talking, going back and forth, and he was about to recover from the cervical spondylosis that he had suffered for many years.

Having said this, Sakaki was able to confirm that Kamikawa Nano definitely had an ulterior secret.

He remembered the medicine list handed to Kyogoku Naohiko.

"Mr. Kyogoku, please show me the medicine list just now."

Kyogoku Naohiko quickly took out the medicine list and sent it over.

Kamikawa Nanfu's eyes suddenly became panicked.

"Dilazepam, chlorprothixol."

The lenses of Sakaki Makoto's eyes gradually shrank, and he asked Kamikawa Minami, who had some cold sweat on his forehead:

"Mr. Kyogoku, there is no schizophrenia."

"Why are the drugs you prescribed not only expensive but not suitable for the symptoms?"

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