Chapter 11 Mirror flower

This time I took the initiative to find Dr. Cheng Zhifang. The lilac tree in full bloom in front of the building made me feel kind. However, a "Do Not Disturb" sign was hung high on the door of Dr. Cheng's consultation room, and the nurse politely asked me to sit outside and wait. "Who's in there?" I asked the nurse. "A lady." Nonsense, male or female, this is not a pet hospital, could it be a dog?However, I knew that keeping secrets for patients is the first principle of medical staff, so I decided to keep silent and no longer challenge the professional ethics of nurses.

Walking out the door, I wandered under the lilac tree. There was a kind of sweet melancholy in the purple fragrance, which made my heart throb a little inadvertently.Oh, so, is he still mad at me? The lilac is fragrant in its own right, like a purple dream.I remember when I was in college, whenever lilacs bloomed, girls who were as beautiful as lilacs and dreams would be crowded under the tree. They were looking for a five-petal lilac, because it is said that girls who find five-petal lilacs will find it in the garden. Get love this summer. At that time, I had so many beautiful dreams about love, but I never thought that one day I would really meet a Prince Charming who was as beautiful as a dream.So, it is my five-petal lilac, can I still hope for a man who is better than him?

Thinking of this, I regretted the quarrel last night again, and was eager to find someone to talk about my conflicted state of mind.Cheng Zhifang is a good conversation partner, right?He is not only a psychiatrist, but also an old friend of Yiran, who will definitely help me find out the crux of the problem and point out a solution. When I returned to the clinic, the time passed minute by minute. I didn't know how long I had to wait before the middle-aged female patient who was causing trouble finally opened the door and came out.I looked at her hostilely, and I didn't understand why everyone said that she had a big heart and a fat body, but this old woman's body was so fat, why I still couldn't think about it.But then he thought that the reason why he came to Cheng Zhifang was also because he was seeking medical treatment, so he swallowed the curse words back to his stomach.Who can guarantee that the old woman has not seen a ghost, or what is more frightening is that a Dalmatian she raised suddenly became able to talk.These days, if you tell me that a person came down from the stars last night, I don't think it's surprising.

When Cheng Zhifang saw me, he immediately smiled gently.Even though we hadn't seen each other for a while, he still recognized me at a glance, with a generous and natural attitude, and he didn't mean to blame me for leaving the clinic. Relieved, I explained my dream to him in detail. "I know that there is an old saying called 'thinking every day and dreaming at night', and I also know that the so-called dream is the irregular activity of some sleepless brain cells in the sleep state of the human brain, but what I want to know is not these, I need help, I want to know if dreams can give people a foreshadowing or a reminder."

Sitting on the "squeaky" wooden rocking chair, I swayed back and forth, and I swayed myself back to the distant past. How far is it? have no idea.Maybe, it's like the old song playing on the phonograph: "Shake, shake, shake to Grandma's Bridge..." All the grandmas in the world seem to live in the countryside, with dead vines, old trees and dark crows in front of the door, and small bridges and flowing water behind the door. But Cheng Zhifang's calm voice brought me back to reality. "I don't know if it's a psychiatrist's luck or misfortune to meet a person who is too smart—well, let's not repeat the same old tune, let's talk about something new: In fact, scientists have not yet formed a conclusive conclusion on the analysis and research of dreams. In addition to what you think, dreams sometimes do have the function of foretelling or reminding, so wizards use dreams to predict people's fate, and policemen use hypnosis to help people remember, because we often ignore things in life. A little detail or a certain person sometimes pops up very clearly in a dream..."

"Can you hypnotize?" I interrupted him. "I want to try to go back to the afternoon of the accident and see if there are any details that I missed." Cheng Zhifang was quite ashamed: "I'm sorry, I only know a little bit. It is possible to help real mental patients to sleep, but hypnosis investigation is just..." "What kind of doctor is that?" "The professional purpose of a psychiatrist is to treat diseases, not to solve cases." Cheng Zhifang was dissatisfied. Now I find the loveliness of Lao Cheng, he is very dedicated and maintains his professional ethics.People with faith are respectable, and I corrected my attitude: "I'm sorry, I'm impatient, please continue."

But Cheng Zhifang was greatly frustrated, and ended the dream analysis sloppily: "In short, the saying 'Think about it every day, dream about it at night' is credible, because people's concentration on something will activate some brain cells, They still work overtime after the rest of the human brain, and often achieve unexpected results, which in turn reflect some subconsciousness or superpowers of people. For example, artists often claim to be inspired in dreams, which is why.” "So, what does my dream suggest?" "It's very simple. You suspect that Zhong Chubo killed his wife Xu Nongqin. The potion and rope are the tools used to kill his wife. This is why you think about it; you feel guilty because you failed to avenge Xu Nongqin, so you dreamed that she was staring at you; as for Hua Clock..." He suddenly thought of something, "Did you see what time is it on the clock?"

"What?" I jumped up, my heart beating wildly, as if there was some big secret on my lips that couldn't be kept shut, but I couldn't figure it out for a while. "What time is it on the clock?" "I... I don't know." Sweat seeped out densely, and many chaotic thoughts suddenly crowded into my mind.What time is it?What time?I thought desperately, no, I can't remember what time it is, how could I not remember it? "Is it eleven thirty-five?" Cheng Zhifang continued to ask. "No, no." I muttered, but immediately became sure, "It's not eleven thirty-five, I don't know what time it is, but it's definitely not eleven thirty-five."

Before the photo was taken that day, I unconsciously looked up at Huabiao when I passed by it. Unexpectedly, the impression at that moment would reappear in my dream.Although I can't clearly recall the time above, it won't be eleven thirty-five.This time has been imprinted in my mind, unforgettable, if it is, I will not forget it.But the clock in the dream is indeed not, not eleven thirty-five.That time should be the correct time for our group photo, so what time is it? I hugged my head and almost moaned: "I don't remember, how could I not remember such an important thing. This is the most critical detail, Dr. Cheng, can you help me, can you hypnotize me, let me remember , What time is that, what time is that?!"

"Okay, I'll help you, I'll help you." Cheng Zhifang comforted gently, "Calm down first and let me analyze it for you. In fact, this is not such a strange thing. We often encounter such situations in life. People There are two types of memory: intentional attention and unintentional attention. Intentional attention is very simple, that is, people intentionally memorize some things, such as dating time, exam questions, etc., because they want to remember, so they pay attention to it and remember it; but most of them Sometimes, we are all in a state of unintentional attention. For example, before you go out, you raise your hand and glance at your watch unconsciously, but the person next to you immediately asks you what time it is, and you will look down at the watch again. Another example is that you go home every day and pass by the same A street, but if I ask you what the door of the third room on the left of the alley looks like, you may not know it. This is called unintentional attention. You said that you once looked up at the watch when you passed by Huabiao, but when Zhong Chubo happened to be I was talking to you, which distracted your attention, so although I checked the time, I didn’t remember it, and changed the intentional attention to the unintentional attention. What we have to do now is to find a way to clearly understand what you experienced that day to recollect involuntary attention into intentional attention..."

"Cheng Zhifang, please, don't you pay attention to it or not, can you talk endlessly?" I sued, "I don't want you to teach me, I want you to help me!" "Of course I want to help, but I have to calm down and do some analysis first... Hey, Lu Chen'er, the issues we are discussing now have gone beyond the scope of psychotherapy. I think we should discuss it with Yiran ?” He finally mentioned Yiran, I had been waiting for him to take the initiative to mention Yiran, but he really said so, but I hesitated again: "No, don't look for him." "Have you had a fight?" I bow my head and acquiesce. Cheng Zhifang sighed: "I really don't know how to cherish a passionate relationship. In fact, we are going to worship and get married. What's the fuss about?" "Isn't it for this case? He doesn't like my investigation." "It's no wonder that he is so bloody in the bureau every day. It's tiring to follow you to investigate the case after finally getting off work. You do it occasionally, so you worry about it as a big thing. But he Well, investigating the case is my job, I don’t know how annoying it is, facing those corpses every day, forcing the dead to speak, trying to find clues from the blood and blood, the pressure is really great, how can I blame him for not being in the mood? " Hey, why have I never thought about it from this angle?After thinking about it, I had to admit that what Old Cheng said was reasonable.After all, it was a psychologist, and he got to the crux of the problem in a few words. "Cheng Zhifang, you are very kind, thank you, but I still don't want to call him. As you said, he is already under enough pressure, and I don't want to trouble him anymore. On the contrary, I want to buy him A bottle of good red wine, and cook a table of good food, and then invite him here...Apologize to him!" "Hey, I'm so envious." Cheng Zhifang laughed, "Although the case has not been solved, it is an unexpected joy to help you reconcile, and the merit is immeasurable. I will double the medical fee from Ke Yiran this time." TOLL." Saying goodbye to Cheng Zhifang, I felt much lighter. I first went to the supermarket to buy steak and red wine, and then walked home with big bags and small rolls. I am not a master of cooking, but I think I will not be picky about my craft, right?Even if I burnt the steak and the red wine is neither delicious nor strong, he will definitely enjoy it, right? In the evening, I will light the set of French candlesticks I bought from Xinyou Shopping Mall, spread the embroidered cutout tablecloth, and of course, there must be music.Which song is most suitable?It can't be "Shake, Shake, Shake to Grandma Bridge", right?By the way, I have to find a way to let my parents go out for a walk. Candle lighting is enough for the world of two people, but two high-powered light bulbs are not needed.How to tell them?Is it an excuse to buy them two movie tickets or be honest?Will they laugh at me? Counting all the way, when passing the alley, I suddenly remembered what Old Cheng said, so on a whim, I deliberately walked a few more steps, and went around to see what the third building on the left was. But it turned out to be a mirror shop with a poetic name, "Mirror Flowers". I couldn't help laughing, I stood in front of the window and took photos again and again. The boss came out to say hello: "Miss, do you want to buy a mirror? Come in and have a look." I got up embarrassed, so I had to go in and pick a cosmetic mirror to perfuse it. I have never seen so many mirrors. There are hundreds of mirrors, big and small, sitting or standing, square or round, all clear and grotesque.When I walked in, there were countless Lu Chen'er in the store, raising their hands and feet, frowning and smiling, doing uniform movements with me at the same time.When I bow my head, they all bow their heads too. When I stop, they all stop too. When I withdraw money, they all withdraw money... wait!Just when I chose a small carved round mirror and was about to pay, my movements stopped suddenly, and all the Lu Chen'er in the mirror in the shop also stopped. I looked at them, and they looked at me, stunned and shocked.Yes!I know why there are two Zhong Chubos at the same time! Because of the mirror! It's the ghost of the mirror!The mirror made two Zhong Chubo!The mirror stole the time, allowing Zhong Chubo to clone successfully, and cheated the world!It's a mirror! The boss urged: "Hey, Miss, do you want to buy it or not?" "Buy! Buy!" I threw down the money, turned around and left. The boss shouted from behind: "Hey, you didn't take your things! There is still a mirror! A mirror!" I turned around and grabbed things indiscriminately, then ran out again. When I went out, I bumped into the door frame.There was a crisp sound, and red liquid flowed out of the plastic bag, like blood. The boss quickly came over to help me up: "Why are you in such a panic? Take a look, what hit you?" I knew it without looking, it was wine, the bottle of red wine I bought for a candlelight dinner with Yiran.But now I can't care less. Mirror!Mirror!Yes, I'm off to find out the truth about mirrors!Committing crimes and taking pictures, which one is oneself and which one is the person in the mirror? The time on the photo is eleven thirty-five, so what about the time in the mirror?On the contrary, it should be twelve twenty-five.There was a full fifty minutes difference between the two, Zhong Chubo could do anything!He used the stolen fifty minutes to go home and kill Xu Nongqin, and then rushed back to the beach to accompany me.This is the truth of the case! We have been confused by the time of Huabiao, 11:35, which has become a strong time evidence that Zhong Chubo was not at the crime scene, but in fact, this is the biggest lie, because the real time on Huabiao at that time was not eleven Thirty-five, but twelve twenty-five!Zhong Chubo used the mirror image principle to backwash the photo, so that the things in the photo were reversed from left to right, so the day was changed, and 11:35 became 12:25! No wonder he took off his suit and only wore a T-shirt, no wonder he asked me to wear a shawl that confuses clothing logos, no wonder he excused the focal length and switched places with me to take two photos. All these arrangements are for one Things, reverse right and wrong, turn things around! But, but how can I prove all this?How can I expose his conspiracy and find evidence to prove the truth of time? I forced myself to be quiet, recalling every detail of that day from the teahouse to the beach thousands of times. There is a wind blowing, and the scent of Sophora japonica remains in the wind. Once the rain is over, most of the flowers will fall.That day, Sophora japonica lulled me to sleep. When the sound of my mobile phone woke me up, I was still sad because I didn’t have time to eat the Sophora japonica snack in my dream.cell phone! I was terrified.Yes, cell phone!I still remember that it was a long-distance call from Hainan, and the telephone exchange must have a record.As long as you find Zhong Chubo's call list in April, you can find out the correct time of the long-distance call in Hainan.That, is the real time we negotiate by the sea.The telephone company can't fake it, it will be the truth, and it will be the real time evidence! A taxi passed by, and I waved to stop it: "Please take me to the nearest telephone exchange!" The car drove into the downtown area and stopped at the gate of the largest post office. I pushed open the door and found that the lobby was full of people paying fees. It was the end of the month and it was the peak payment period. I have never felt that the business of the post office is so good, and the dense queue seems to never end.I felt heart palpitations inexplicably, and sweat gradually oozes from my forehead.Suddenly, someone started arguing in front of them, as if they were arguing that the phone bill at home could not be so high. There were two people, how could they get more than 100 yuan for a call, forcing the telephone company to investigate and test. Noisy and noisy, the waiting people became impatient.I can't wait to say that I paid more than a hundred yuan for you, so don't waste any more time, okay?While anxious to wipe away sweat. Finally, the leader of the telephone exchange came forward to adjust, the man was invited to one side, and the line was shortened again.When I finally reported Zhong Chubo's mobile phone number and password fluently, and got the April call list, it was almost time for the telephone office to close. I took the list and walked out, without bothering to call a car, and looked around as I walked, anxious to find out the life-saving number from Zhuhai. 0756, this is it! Just then, I bumped into someone's arms head on. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I raised my head hastily, and was suddenly dumbfounded. That person was——Zhong Chubo!