I, Jiang Zhe and Hong Jiwen returned to the hotel. Hong Jiwen ran back to her room without saying a word and took a shower. She was still relatively "sensitive" to the child urine on her body.

I originally wanted to take a shower, but I was stopped by Jiang Zhe. Jiang Zhe opened the photo album he picked up from the ruins, flipped through it one by one and said to me: "Old Jiang, what can you find in this photo album?"

Is this Ayu we are looking for?"

I flipped through the photo album, and apart from a few photos that looked a bit like Ayu's childhood, I didn't see any adult photos of Ayu. This is easy to understand, after all, Ayu spent her adulthood in China.

After reading the photo album, I shook my head and said to Jiang Zhe: "There are only two suspected childhood photos of Ayu, and there are not a single adult photo of Ayu." Jiang Zhe unconsciously took out a cigarette and lit one for himself.

, took a sip and then said: "Old Jiang, do you know why this photo album was not burned in the ruins?"

I looked at the paper photo album, which was intact. I was really a bit suspicious: everything was burned in a fire, but why was this flammable photo album intact? So I asked Jiang Chong with this question.

This is how the same thing?

Jiang Zhe said thoughtfully: "There is resentment in this photo album. I think Ayu may be dead."

"Ayu is dead? Why do you say that?" I asked in surprise:

"I can't tell you at this time. I'll wait until Beauty Hong comes over later. She has entered my subconscious and she should know some relevant clues." Jiang Chong puffed and smoked.

Not long after, Hong Jiwen came over from the next room. After taking a shower, Hong Jiwen was wearing a T-shirt and hot pants. Her graceful figure and the fragrance after the bath made Jiang Zhen and I stunned. Hong Jiwen was obviously

He didn't like the lustful looks in Jiang Zhong's eyes. He immediately coughed and said, "Let's talk about business!"

Jiang Chong and I came to our senses and looked a little embarrassed about our gaffe just now.

Hong Jiwen ignored Jiang Chong and I's unnaturalness, and said straight to the point: "While I was hypnotizing Jiang Chong, I obtained some subconscious information about Jiang Chong. Let's analyze it together."

"After I hypnotized Jiang Zhong, the first thing I 'saw' was: a group of people over there constantly saying 'misfortune, misfortune'." Hong Jiwen said:

"This is easy to explain, and I can guess it. Beauty Hong, the group of people you saw are not people, but dead souls. They saw that I was a psychic, and shouted to me desperately, this 'disaster'

"Ling, misfortune" should be the Vietnamese ghost language. Although I don't know what it means, I can vaguely tell that it is the Chinese ghost language "quekhahen, quekhahen", translated into human language

, it should mean 'help me, help me'." Jiang Chong explained:

"Well, this makes sense. As a psychic, Jiang Zhen should have many dead souls asking him for help wherever he goes." I nodded and said:

Hong Jiwen also agreed with Jiang Zhe's statement. She continued: "The next scene is a bit difficult to understand: a female corpse is lying next to a man. The left half of the man's face is in pain, and the right half of his face is in pain.

Laughing wildly.”

Jiang Qian shrugged and said, "Do I still have this thing in my subconscious? I don't know this picture clearly."

"It seems that this can only be explained by psychological theory." I thought for a while and said:

"Psychology? Could this thing also be applied to the psychology of ghosts?" Jiang Zhe asked incredulously:

"As long as you have been a human being, you have human psychology. This is an attribute. Do you want to hear my explanation?" I expressed my disgust at Jiang Zhe's attitude of comparing "psychology" to "things".

Jiang Zhong was speechless, but Hong Jiwen seemed to be interested and said to me: "Jiang Kai, please tell me about it!"…,

Hong Jiwen and I were colleagues, and she expressed great interest in my sudden theory.

So I elaborated: "For the dead, the corpse represents us humans."

"How do you say this?" Hong Jiwen seemed a little confused and asked:

"The dead souls can see us, but we humans, except for clairvoyance and psychics, cannot see the dead souls at all. The dead souls cannot communicate with us at all. In their eyes, of course we are just zombies!"

"It's interesting, let's continue." Jiang Chong seemed to be interested.

I rolled my eyes at Jiang Zhen and continued: "Of course a female corpse refers to you, Hong Jiwen." Seeing what I said, Hong Jiwen shuddered, looked at me fiercely and said, "Continue what you said."

"In psychology, a kind of person is usually called a 'split personality'. To put it bluntly, this kind of person has two personalities, and these two personalities are self-contradictory and incompatible. Therefore, for 'having

'People with these two personalities will have self-dialogue over time and form two outlooks on life and the world."

Jiang Chong seemed a little confused. Hong Jiwen, who is also a psychologist like me, explained: "For example, Wang XX is a very honest and responsible person, but his employer is a very vain and flattering person."

In the unit, the unit leader likes to be flattered, and his colleagues like to compete with each other and look down on others. For the sake of his own future, Wang Moumou can only go against his own nature in the unit, flatter the leader, wantonly compare with colleagues, and show high

One step ahead of others. After returning home, he changed his normal behavior and continued his normal life. He hated the kind of flattery and comparison. As time went by, Wang Moumou in the work unit hated himself in life and hated his own life.

Honest and responsible, not flexible and smooth enough; in life, Wang Moumou hates himself at work, hates that he has to flatter others and deceive others. This kind of contradictory personality will produce split personality, so he often appears

Talk to yourself, the self at work tries your best to convince yourself to be diplomatic, and the self in life tries your best to convince yourself to be responsible."

Jiang Zhe nodded in understanding and said: "What Lao Jiang means is that the person with half a face smiling and half a face crying is a patient with schizophrenia, right?"

I touched my head and said: "It's almost the same, but the scene just described by Hong Jiwen can be understood in a more specific way: the man with half a face smiling and half crying cried and laughed in front of Hong Jiwen, which shows that he at least knows Hong Jiwen.

My attitude toward Hong Jiwen is mixed!"

"Who would have mixed feelings about Hong Jiwen?" Jiang Chong said, "deep in thought":

"Could it be me?" I suddenly thought of such an answer in my heart, didn't it? My attitude towards Hong Jiwen was a mixture of joy and sorrow! But when I thought about it carefully, it was wrong. "The scene that Hong Jiwen just said was one of life and death.

, if the female corpse represents life, then am I going to die? When we went to the ruins, Hong Jiwen and I were extinguished, and we both faced the disaster of evil. Am I destined to forget that I cannot escape the disaster of evil?

?" The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. I could only comfort myself later on, "This is just my family opinion. I can only speculate on it alone, so it may not be accurate."

Hong Jiwen looked at my face and seemed to have guessed something, so she asked me directly: "Jiang Kai, what are you thinking about? Why are you so deep in thought all of a sudden?"

Being "reminded" by Hong Jiwen, I immediately blushed and said, "Nothing, nothing!"
Chapter completed!