Chapter 14 12 timeline

There was a noise outside the door, and the partner opened the door and walked in.Behind him was a middle-aged man who looked extremely haggard and a girl in her early 20s. I put down the magazine in my hand and stood up: "This is?" The partner told me while taking off his coat: "Father and daughter are looking for our clinic, and it happened to be me who asked the question, so they brought them here." I nodded: "What's the situation?" Partner: "I haven't had time to ask yet." After the father and daughter sat down, I looked at the haggard father: "You, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged man with a haggard face: "Are you a hypnotist? My daughter... You ask her, you ask her." He said, pushing the girl sitting next to him. I turned to the girl: "What?" The girl smiled calmly, but said nothing.It seemed that there was nothing wrong with her, she was normal, and her eyes showed calmness and indifference. I looked at her father, then at my partner, and then returned to the girl: "I don't want to talk now? Or is there some other reason?" The girl still smiled and shook her head. The partner leaning on the table next to him interjected: "Do you think this is good? If you don't want to talk now, you can rest here for a while, or you can go to my study and stay for a while, and we will talk when you want to talk." .If you don’t want to talk today, then come back when you want to talk someday, don’t you think so?”

The girl's father seemed a little impatient: "I, we didn't come here to make trouble. We have been to many hospitals and seen two psychiatrists, but they all...all...so I brought her here to try hypnosis. It's useless, you have to help her, otherwise..." He grabbed the girl's arm, rolled up her sleeves, and exposed his arms. Her arms were so thin that she looked malnourished. Then, the middle-aged man pinched her calf for us to see through the trousers—it was also very thin. "Dad!" The girl retracted her legs reproachfully, and covered her arms again.

Haggard middle-aged man: "Tell them, maybe they have a way." The girl shook her head: "Don't tell me, no one will believe you no matter how many times you say it..." The partner walked up to the girl from the table, and squatted down: "No one believes what? Can I look again?" He pointed to the girl's arm. The girl hesitated, and slowly stretched out her arms. The partner rolled up her two sleeves respectively. Her arms didn't have the fairness and plumpness they should have at her age, and were so skinny that they were almost skinny. Partner: "Is this... malnutrition? Or muscle atrophy from what appears to be a neurological problem, what do you think?" He's asking me.

Me: "Uh... I'm not sure about this, maybe..." The partner frowned and raised his head to ask the girl's father: "How did this happen? What was the result of your examination at the hospital?" A haggard middle-aged man: "It's not a nutrition problem. I went to the hospital for an investigation, and they said everything, but no one has seen this kind of situation, and no one knows what's going on." Partner: "Like muscular atrophy for some reason...but you mentioned 'seeing two psychiatrists', why a psychiatrist?" The haggard middle-aged man: "Because...because..." He looked at the girl with a begging expression.

The girl bit her lower lip, hesitated for a while before speaking: "This is the price, I can't help it..." Partner: "What price?" The girl was silent again. My partner glanced at me, then nodded to the father and daughter: "Come to my study." I arranged the middle-aged man with a haggard face on the small sofa next to the wall in the study room, and told him not to interrupt for a while, nor to give any hints, let alone urge him. The haggard middle-aged man nodded repeatedly. The partner took out a pen from the drawer, held it in his hand thoughtfully, and after thinking about it, he raised his head and asked the girl: "What is the 'price' you mentioned just now?"

The girl sat on the chair without saying a word, her expression seemed to be distracted. The haggard middle-aged man opened his mouth, and I stretched out a finger silently, making a quiet gesture to him. After a few minutes, the girl came back to her senses: "I know you won't believe it." The partner sighed: "You haven't said anything yet." Girl: "Well, I have a request before I tell you." Partner: "Okay, tell me." Girl: "If you think this is ridiculous and ridiculous, please don't put your emotions on your face. I don't care anymore, but I don't want my dad to be stimulated again."

The partner nodded seriously: "I promise." The girl was silent for a few more minutes before slowly speaking again: "My body will become thinner and thinner, and in another 10 years at most, I guess I will..." Partner: "What happened? Is that the 'price' you mentioned? The 'price' of what?" Girl: "Because of the timeline." The partner looked confused: "What?" Girl: "Well...do you know the end of the day?" Partner: "Doomsday? The rumored 2012 doomsday?" Girl: "No, it's from 1999." The partner hesitated for a moment: "Uh... you want to say that you believe in that doomsday?"

Girl: "It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not, that's the truth." Partner: "What didn't happen can't be considered a fact?" Girl: "What if it happened and people didn't know about it?" Partner: "How is it possible? 1999 has already passed. Aren't we all just sitting here?" Girl: "What you see may not be real." Partner: "Real...huh? You mean, the end of the world has already happened?" Girl: "Not yet, it will happen in about 3 months - in the original timeline." Partner: "Uh... wait a minute, I have a logical problem. You just said that the end of the world has happened, but no one knows. But, now you say it will happen in 3 months? Doesn't that make sense? "

Girl: "It depends on which timeline you're on." Partner: "Is this what you mean by the timeline?" Girl: "That's right." Partner: "So, since the end of the world has happened, what now? Our conversation, our present moment, didn't actually happen?" Girl: "The moment is real." Partner: "You don't mean we're all dead, do you?" Girl: "No, alive, because we're in another timeline now." I could tell my partner was confused by her, and so was I. Partner: "I think I have a logical relationship that I don't understand..."

The girl interrupted him: "I know, let me put it another way. Can you tell me what year it is?" The partner glanced at the calendar on the table and said the date. The girl shook her head: "You think you are in a certain year in the 21st century, but the reality is that we have never entered the 21st century, and have been stuck on August 17, 1999. About 3 months later, there will be A chain of events takes place, and that will be the end of the entire human world, a day we call the 'end of the world'." My partner quickly exchanged glances with me: "Is this year 1999?" Girl: "Not only the present, but what you said last year, the year before last, and even further forward, all the way back to 1999, it's all 1999." Partner: "We stopped in 1999?" Girl: "It's a stop, it's not a stop." The partner looked confused: "Can you explain why you said that?" Girl: "If the original timeline continues, in November or December 1999, it will be the end of the world. So we are continuing a new timeline, in which there is no end of the world in 1999 .” Partner: "What about the original timeline? It doesn't exist because of the end of the world?" Girl: "That timeline will always exist, the ones that don't exist are humans - I just explained what the end of the world means." Partner: "Oh, yes, it's the end of mankind..." Girl: "Let me say it again, please listen carefully so that you can understand what's going on, okay?" Partner: "Okay, I'm still a little confused." The girl deliberately slowed down her speech: "At the end of 1999, a series of events will occur, which are devastating and unstoppable by human beings. I don't know who created a new line of time from August 17, 1999 line. In this timeline there are no catastrophes and the entire human race survives and the world does not experience the end of the world. Now, it is true that you and I are talking because we exist in this new timeline at this very moment Online. Did you understand this time?" The partner thought carefully for a few seconds: "I understand, but what you said is too... um, too fantasy, how can you prove that what you said is true?" Girl: "I'm living proof that I'm one of the 'keepers of time'." Partner: "What is 'The Defender of Time'?" Girl: "The new timeline we are in didn't exist originally, so in order to make it continue, the 'time defenders' have to make it continue at the cost of their own bodies." She said, She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her skinny arms. Partner: "'Time Keepers'—they? You're not the only one?" Girl: "It's not just me, but I don't know how many people there are, maybe a lot, maybe just a few people, I don't know the exact number." Partner: "What if you don't maintain it? What happens? We're all going to die? Or just stay where we are?" Girl: "No. If this timeline is terminated because there is no maintenance, human beings will jump back to the starting point of the new timeline on August 17, 1999. After 3 months, it will be the end of the world." Partner: "Didn't you say that the end of the world has already happened in that timeline?" The girl explained to him patiently: "Yes, but as I said, we will jump back to the time point of August 17, 1999 in the original timeline, because that point is the initial point of the current line. So, if The current timeline no longer exists, and everything now will return to the initial point of the new timeline we are in now, instead of directly crossing to the same position of the original line.” The partner thought for a while, quickly drew a picture on the notebook, and marked it with instructions and arcs according to what the girl said, and then held it up for her to see: "Is that so?" The girl nodded: "That's it." The partner looked at what he had drawn in the notebook and then asked the girl: "That is to say, you are maintaining this new line in order to prevent human beings from being wiped out, right?" Girl: "Yes." Partner: "Then, the timeline we're in now wasn't created by you?" Girl: "No." Partner: "You don't know who created it either, do you?" Girl: "Yes." Partner: "Okay, now what I don't understand is this: The creator of the line we're in started changing all of this on August 17, 1999, but you said that the end will happen at the end of 1999. So, how did he know? After all, that hasn't happened yet, has it?" Girl: "I don't know about that either." The partner frowned and looked at the girl: "Did you maintain time from that starting point?" Girl: "No." Partner: "Since when?" Girl: "Middle of last year." Partner: "That means you have been involved in maintenance for more than a year?" Girl: "Yes." Partner: "So how did you get started?" Girl: "A former time defender told me." Partner: "Male and female?" Girl: "Boy." Partner: "What about others?" Girl: "Probably dead." Partner: "Uh... is that someone you know?" Girl: "No, I didn't know him before." Partner: "Maybe he's dead... that means you don't know if he's dead or not because there's no contact, right?" Girl: "Yes, I didn't contact you after that." Partner: "How long have you been in touch?" Girl: "Two or three times, he told me what it was all about." Partner: "You believe it?" The girl smiled faintly: "I believe it." The partner took a deep breath: "Well...why would you think he might be dead?" Girl: "He has maintained it for nearly 8 years, and his body may not be able to bear it anymore." She pointed to her legs as she spoke. Partner: "Well... I see, the price of maintenance time is that it will make people's body slowly become that way, right?" Girl: "Yes." Partner: "So that person should be very thin?" Girl: "Well, do you want to see what he looks like?" The partner froze for a moment: "You mean..." The girl turned her head to look at her father, and the haggard middle-aged man quickly found a photo from his bag, got up and handed it to his partner. My partner took the photo in surprise, and I also stepped forward to see it. In the photo is a group photo of a girl and a tall, thin man, both of whom are wearing summer clothes.It can be seen that the girl's limbs were still healthy at that time.And the man looked so skinny.If it weren't for his normal clothes and demeanor, I would even suspect that he had been abused by fasting.The two in the photo didn't smile, they just stood together peacefully. The partner raised his head and asked, "Is this the person?" The girl nodded. Partner: "He's so skinny I can't tell the age... how old was he then?" There was a trace of sadness in the girl's eyes: "25 years old." The partner was taken aback: "He was about 17 years old..." Girl: "Yes." Partner: "Why didn't you keep in touch after that?" Girl: "He only appeared in the place where I met him for the first time. The other times I went there to wait for him. Then he went less and less until he stopped appearing... When we took pictures, he was already Very weak." Partner: "Even if he is no longer a 'time defender', won't his body recover?" Girl: "I can't recover." Partner: "Once it starts, it never ends?" Girl: "Yes, until death." Partner: "...so it's one-way..." The girl obviously didn't hear clearly: "What?" Partner: "Uh... nothing... I wonder, why did you believe him after he told you this?" The girl seemed to always respond to this question with a faint smile without any explanation. The partner thought for a moment: "Have you seen any other 'time maintainers'?" Girl: "No." Partner: "Then how do you know someone else exists? He told you?" Girl: "He did mention it, but he doesn't know how many people there are. And I've seen the mark myself, it wasn't left by him." Partner: "What kind of mark?" The girl shook her head: "Don't ask, it's very simple, it's not a strange pattern." Partner: "Where is it?" Girl: "Another city." Partner: "Didn't you wait where you saw the mark?" Girl: "I waited all afternoon, but I didn't get anything." Partner: "Well... how do you maintain the current timeline? What rituals are required? Or something else?" Girl: "You don't have to do anything, just wait for your body to pay the price." Partner: "How do you know that you are a 'time maintainer' before you decide to pay the price?" Girl: "Nightmares, hallucinations, and stress." Partner: "Can I ask more about this?" The girl nodded. Partner: "Describe the nightmare first? Do you remember the content?" Girl: "They are all of the same type: I dream that my body turns into sand, powder or water, or it turns into smoke and dissipates." Partner: "What about the scene in the dream?" Girl: "Ordinary life scenes." Partner: "What about hallucinations? What are they like?" Girl: "Time illusion." Partner: "Time illusion? I don't understand." Girl: "Sometimes I think it's only been an hour or two, but in the eyes of others, I just sat there quietly all day." When she said this, panic flashed across her eyes, Then it returned to calm as before. The partner looked at the girl's father, and the middle-aged man with a haggard face nodded. It seemed that what the girl said was true. Partner: "Uh... do you often have this kind of time illusion?" Girl: "It is said that there will be more and more in the future." The partner frowned and paused for a moment: "The pressure is..." Girl: "With those nightmares and time illusions, it's impossible not to be stressed." Partner: "Okay, I get it... Next, the hypnotist will take you to the hypnosis room to rest, and we'll get ready first, okay?" After sending the girl to the hypnosis room and getting settled, I went back to the study. At this time, the middle-aged man with a haggard face was talking, and my partner nodded while listening. Haggard middle-aged man: "...Sitting there for a whole day without moving, I was terrified, called the ambulance, and asked for help, but usually I was fine in a day or half a day, but she said that she just stayed in a daze for a while ..." Partner: "How many times has this happened?" Haggard middle-aged man: "Ah... about... seven or eight times? I didn't count." Partner: "Where's that skinny boy? Have you seen it?" Haggard middle-aged man: "I haven't seen it before." Partner: "Have you called the police?" Haggard middle-aged man: "The case was reported more than half a year ago, but they said that there is no evidence, and there is no way to investigate with only a group photo." Partner: "What does your daughter think of this?" Haggard middle-aged man: "She volunteered to be a defender..." Partner: "Have you argued with her about this?" Haggard middle-aged man: "Yes... I used to scold her..." The partner looked at the poor father and nodded: "Okay, I see, you also take a break, and we will hypnotize her later. Now I will discuss it with the hypnotist first." After the haggard middle-aged man went to the hypnosis room, his partner closed the door and leaned on the bookshelf with his arms folded and looked at me.From his face, I can't see any emotion. Me: "This... is a bit bizarre, do you have any clues?" Partner: "At first I thought she belonged to the 'God complex' after a woman had given birth—although she hadn't given birth. Until that photo appeared...that damn photo overturned everything I analyzed." Me: "Well, there are pictures that startled me too." Partner: "By the way, have you seen this pattern?" Then he picked up the book on the table and handed it to me.It draws two semicircles whose arcs face together, with a vertical straight line between them. Me: "No impression, what is this?" Partner: "This is the mark of the 'time defender' that the girl said. Later, I will have to ask someone who is proficient in characters and semiotics. There may be clues." I looked at the pattern carefully again, and I really didn't have the slightest impression. Partner: "When I was talking to her, I found a rather scary problem." Me: "For example?" Partner: "Have you noticed the look in her eyes?" Me: "I've been paying attention, it's indeed different, and I can roughly judge that she's not lying." Partner: "Well, her eyes and attitude are not showing off, nor is it painful, but persistent and compassionate, even when she looks at her own father... It makes me feel terrible. At her age, she shouldn't be like this eyes." Me: "You mean what she said is true?" The partner frowned and shook his head, it could be seen that his thoughts were confused. Me: "What's the point of hypnosis for a while?" The partner didn't say a word, but sat cross-legged on the table, and I knew he was going to think deeply again.So he sat silently on the sofa by the door and waited. Partner: "Timeline...Doomsday...The Defender of Time..." Me: "That's what she said." Partner: "Nightmare...sandification...turned into powder...an illusion of time...does this make sense?" Me: "It's really weird." Partner: "Let me think about it... a chance encounter... a very thin man... a new timeline... nothing happened after that... a physical reaction... an attitude of pity... this... ah? Could it be... Could it be? !” He looked up at me in surprise. I stood up: "What's the matter? You figured it out so quickly?" Partner: "No, I haven't even started to think about it yet, just stringing together the clues and we've been missing a possibility! Damn it!" He raised his hand and ran through his hair. Me: "Missed a possibility? Why am I not impressed?" The partner looked up and stared at me: "Could she be hypnotized?" I was also stunned, because I really didn't think in this direction. The partner jumped off the table and walked back and forth quickly in the room: "I met...the man said this, and she believed it, and she never explained why she believed it. Second, this is actually to strengthen the hint!" I carefully followed his train of thought and recalled: "Uh, it seems to be." My partner suddenly stopped and looked at me: "If that thin guy is really a hypnotist, is he very strong from a professional point of view?" Me: "This... looking at the girl's state, it is estimated that the nervous system or absorption system has been disturbed after receiving hints, and self-awareness has seriously affected the body... Based on this, I guess that person should not only have hypnotic ability, but also be proficient in analysis And hint, it should be a pretty powerful person." The partner looked very excited: "Could it be that you have met a master?" Me: "Don't get excited, I have a question: If it is really done by a person who is good at suggestion and hypnotism, what is his motive?" The partner folded his shoulders and squinted his eyes: "Well... this is a problem, what is the motive? Now it seems that there is no motive: chance encounter - suggestion - hypnosis - strengthening suggestion - no longer appearing... so I can't see Motivation..." His soliloquy reminded me: "Huh? That's right, you're right. If we go on like this, we won't see the motive." My partner looked up at me blankly: "What?" Me: "Let's use hypnosis to find out what happened that day?" The partner smiled: "Then get ready." The girl asked curiously: "Don't you need that little ball with the rope?" Me: "A ball with a string? Oh, you mean a hypnotic pendulum? No, it varies from person to person. Some hypnotists like to use a hypnotic pendulum, some like to use a crystal ball, and I like-what None." The girl nodded, didn't ask any more questions, but sat quietly on the sofa, looking down at her knees. "... now close your eyes, do what I just told you, and relax your body... yes, very good." "...your eyelids are getting heavier...I feel that your body is getting heavier..." "...Your body is almost completely sunken in the sofa..." "...you can feel the incomparable peace..." "...you've never felt better..." "...as you slowly sink below, you are free to float..." "...you see a glowing opening..." "...you drifted there involuntarily..." "...when I count to '1', you will pass through the glowing hole and go back to the day when you first met the 'keeper of time'..." "Are you ready?" The girl's answer was slow and low: "... yes... yes..." "3..." "2……" "1……" "You, have returned to that day." "Tell me, what are you doing?" I looked to see if the partner behind the girl had any hints, and found him with his legs crossed in the chair, his elbows on his knees, his knuckles on his chin, frowning. It looks like he intends to capture every detail. Girl: "I... I'm on my way to a friend's house..." Me: "What happened?" Girl: "Yes..." Me: "Did a stranger greet you?" Girl: "Yes..." Me: "Is he thin?" Girl: "Yes..." Me: "What did he say to you?" Girl: "He... asked me to help him..." Me: "Does he need help?" Girl: "Yes...he asked me to help hold a box...then he strapped the box to the back of the bike..." Me: "Did you help him?" Girl: "Yes..." Me: "And what happened?" Girl: "He... looked at me..." Her body began to twitch slightly. I glanced at my partner, who had his eyes closed as if asleep. Me: "And what happened?" Girl: "It seems...it seems that something strange..." Me: "What strange thing?" The girl raised her head and looked around with her eyes closed. Me: "What did you see?" Girl: "...everything around me is still." Me: "Why is it still?" Girl: "All...don't move...Only...the two of us can move..." Me: "Did he do it?" Girl: "Yes...he told me not to be afraid...he said...he said he was a 'keeper of time'..." Then, the girl told us all about the end of the world and the timeline again. Me: "Do you believe what he said?" Girl: "Yes..." I paused for a while and thought for a while: "Is he asking you to make a decision?" Girl: "Yes..." Me: "Is the decision made on the spot?" Girl: "No...he asked me to go back and think about it..." Me: "The next thing you're going to do is jump to the day you met this person for the second time and remember everything. Can you do that?" Girl: "Can..." I waited patiently for a few minutes: "Is it okay now?" Girl: "Yes...it's ok..." Me: "Tell me what happened the second time I saw him?" Girl: "He...he told me a lot...the maintainer...timeline...meaning...and, and..." Me: "What else?" The girl suddenly fell into a state where she couldn't control her body—she would shake her head crazily and quickly every few seconds, the range was not large, but extremely fast.I have never seen such a horrible scene. Me: "Calm down, calm down..." The girl did not accept my instructions at all, but continued to make that frightening movement.It seemed that the hypnosis had to end immediately, at this moment my partner stood up and nodded to me. I speed up my speech: "When I count to '3', you will wake up from the hypnotic state, forget everything that happened just now, and return to the state before hypnosis." When I was about to perform the wake-up count, something flashed in my mind suddenly. After thinking for a while, I rushed up and tried my best to support the girl's frantically shaking head and asked loudly: "What is the second time with him?" Where did you meet?" In the confusion, the girl still accepted this question: "Coffee... shop." "1!" I almost shouted at her. "2!" It seemed that raising the volume was indeed effective, and her head wobbled a lot less. "3." She came to a complete stillness, leaned softly on the sofa, and opened her eyes. I breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, my partner waved his hand behind me. I turned around and saw the girl's father had rushed in from the observation room next to the hypnosis room. Partner: "Don't worry, it's okay." The girl's father seemed to want to say something, but he just opened his mouth and closed the glass door. He stood behind the door and looked at us with a nervous expression. "It's okay..." I couldn't tell whether this sentence was comforting him or comforting myself. When I turned my head to see the girl's state, I found that she had stood in front of me at some point, staring straight at me. "Ah!" I took a step back subconsciously. At the same time, the girl suddenly fell powerlessly to the ground. "What's wrong with her? Is she really all right?" As he spoke, the girl's father looked at the girl lying on the sofa with concern through the glass door. Partner: "So far she's been fine." The girl's father: "But just now she..." The partner didn't answer him, but looked at me: "Was that anti-hypnosis just now?" I took a deep breath and nodded: "Yes, it should be caused by some kind of strong suggestion." Partner: "Can you do it?" I shook my head: "No, unless I know the instruction to end the hint." Partner: "Can't you guess?" Me: "How is it possible! The ending command may be an action, a sentence, a word, or even an action. Do you think it is possible for me to guess?" The partner thought for a while: "Then, can we slowly deduce the range through analysis?" Me: "It's possible...but this is far beyond my professional field." The girl's father looked at us with a little horror: "What are you talking about? What happened to my daughter?" Partner: "Well... let's put it this way, your daughter was hypnotized by that very thin man, and it seems that it is not kind at present." Girl's father: "Why would he do that?" Partner: "That's what we want to know too. Now we can't see any motive or purpose." He raised his head and looked at me. Strongly implied." Girl's father: "...what?" Partner: "She said that she met the thin person every time at the same place, right? The last sentence the hypnotist asked just now was 'where did you meet for the second time?', your daughter Said it was in a coffee shop. This is not a mistake in her memory, but because the other party made her think that she was in the place where she met for the first time, but it was not. It can be seen that she was already hypnotized when she met the man for the second time the result of." Girl's father: "Can you save her? Please..." His partner interrupted him: "Calm down first. In this way, you stay here and watch her, let us discuss it and see what we can do, okay?" The partner closed the study door, and sat down on the small sofa by the door: "That guy uses the visual guidance method?" Me: "Well." Partner: "Can you do this?" Me: "It may be possible in a certain environment, such as a hypnosis room, but I don't think I can do it outdoors." Partner: "Why?" Me: "It's noisy outdoors, and people tend to be vigilant outdoors, so it's hard to get the other party to hand over their consciousness in such a situation." The partner nodded: "Well... Then, are there many people who can use the visual guidance method to perform fixation hypnosis?" I thought about it: "As far as I know, there are no more than 10 hypnotists in this profession who can do it in that environment." Partner: "They're all very old men, aren't they?" I'm right." Partner: "So none of them fit the profile?" Me: "People who hypnotize girls should not be in this business." The partner frowned thoughtfully: "Well. Can you use hypnosis to suggest and cover the suggestion and hypnotic effect that the girl originally received?" Me: "Yes, but it's not a cure for the symptoms, and maybe there will be disordered thinking or behavior, then the trouble will be big." The partner thought about something carefully. Me: "Let me say it's better to use a stupid method. Let's check in the industry to see if there is still such a situation, and then ask everyone who can ask to see who has a solution, even if it can provide a way to alleviate it. " Partner: "Well, I can only do this... She has been affected by bad hints for so long, plus more than a year of long-term self-suggestion, it is indeed impossible to solve it all at once... And judging from the current situation, The longer it dragged on, the worse her physical condition became." Me: "Do you have a choice?" "Yes...but..." My partner looked at me with a tangled expression. I know who he remembered: "Aren't you looking for your teacher?" Partner: "Uh... But I can't think of a better candidate, no one is more proficient in psychological suggestion than him." Me: "Well, he is already a living legend in this industry... But... you are not afraid of being scolded by him?" The partner made a pitiful expression: "I'm afraid...but I can only bite the bullet and give it a try. I guess he won't refuse." Me: "How do you plan to pave the way for him?" Partner: "Foreshadowing? If you don't foreshadow, you will be scolded anyway, so why don't you just take the father and daughter to him tomorrow." Me: "We follow him to analyze? I just want to get in touch with him more." Partner: "Do you think he will let us follow the analysis? That's impossible. He has his own small team. Just leave the people to him temporarily. I believe he must have a way." Although he looked calm when he said this, there was fear in his eyes. the next day. It was already noon when we came back, and when we entered the door, my partner kept yelling that he was hungry, and then he was busy looking for the phone to order food-in fact, he would feel hungry whenever he was highly stressed, and I knew this very well. After watching him hang up, I asked, "I really want to know what he's going to do." Partner: "Who? My cranky teacher? I want to know too, but I'm afraid to ask." Me: "How about you call him in a few days?" Partner: "Uh... this... he is in a good mood today, he didn't scold me much, but when I call in a few days, it will be out of order..." Me: "You also have people you are afraid of." The partner got up to fetch the water: "I'm human too, okay? I'm not Sun Houzi, even Sun Houzi is afraid of Patriarch Bodhi...By the way, tell me, does that very thin guy belong to some kind of cult?" Me: "I don't know, I just know that he is really powerful." Partner: "Well, he reminds me of 'Devil Whispers.'" Me: "What whisper? Oh, you mean the one in Europe?" Partner: "Yes." Me: "I have a little impression, what exactly is going on?" Partner: "In the 19th century, there was a man in Europe who used hypnosis to commit crimes. He only needed to whisper a few words in the ear of the other party, and anyone could be hypnotized by him. So the police and media at that time gave him the nickname 'Devil Whisperer'. " 我：“后来抓到了吗？” 搭档：“没，但是行踪不明，也没再犯案。其实，只有将近10起案件记录。” 我：“据说？” 搭档：“不，明确记录。” 我：“那他会不会是逆向消除掉了对方的记忆？所以没有更多记录？” 搭档：“这我不清楚，你应该比我更了解这些专业领域的知识。有那种可能吗？” 我想了想：“嗯……不分场合的话，比较难……” 搭档：“昨天这个情况，细想的话我会有点儿不寒而栗。” 我：“你指那个家伙的本事？” 搭档：“不止这点。昨天晚上和今天早上咱们已经在业内问了一圈了，没有近似的事件发生，对吧？这样说起来的话，就只是这一例，但奇怪的是却没有明显动机和目的。” 我：“嗯……然后？” 搭档：“我觉得只有一种可能了。” 我：“是什么？” 搭档：“你想想看，那个家伙编造出'时间线'那么科幻电影式的一个故事——什么'时间维护者'啊，世界末日啊，然后通过催眠让对方接受，并且还为此设置了反催眠暗示，防止解除暗示……这么花心血的一个情况，他因此而受益吗？看不到，对吧？所以问题出来了：为什么要这么做呢？我认为那家伙的唯一目的就是：尝试一下自己的催眠能力，他也很想看看效果到底有多强，所以他虚构了一个很复杂的情节。” 我：“你的意思是，他也是第一次尝试目视引导催眠吗？” 搭档：“是的，而且我猜后来他虽然不出现在女孩面前，应该还是跟踪了她一段时间。” 我：“想看看效果如何吗？” 搭档：“是这样，当他确定自己的催眠和暗示很成功后，应该就会策划更大的事情了，并且肯定会因此获得某种自己想得到的。” 我：“诞生了一个新的'恶魔耳语者'……那，这个女孩……” 搭档喝下一口水：“只是试验品……” 我：“试验品……” 搭档仿佛是在自言自语：“那个家伙的本事到底有多大呢？他到底要用催眠做什么呢？真想和他聊聊……” 我：“你是想和他交锋吗？” 搭档似笑非笑地看着我：“你武侠小说或者侦探小说看多了吧？我只是想知道，掌控别人灵魂究竟是什么感觉。”