Fan Yansong's expression changed slightly. Even Yang Shaoqun and Zhang Shanfei could see it and knew that Qi Youxuan was right.
"You knew you were wrong, so you immediately called your original psychiatrist, wanting to talk to him and get advice. You thought that the psychiatrist was very good. Even if you couldn't go back to B City, you called him, and he was willing to listen and give you advice. He even said that you could call him if you had any problems. So you were very grateful to him and often called him. You also felt a lot better after listening to his advice. "
Fan Yansong's lips trembled, and he looked at Qi Youxuan in horror, as if he was looking at a monster. "You … How did you know!"
"But in fact, you didn't get better. If you really got better, why would you kill people? Why would you kill people to vent your pain? Not only did you not get better, but because of your conversation with him, you made yourself more and more serious, "Qi Youxuan said calmly. "When you were in B City before, although you were in pain, you were only in pain. You didn't want to kill people, and you didn't have the idea of killing people to vent your anger. In your opinion, killing people is something that you don't even dare to think about. "
Fan Yansong's lips trembled, and he nodded slowly. "I … I don't know why … I just suddenly couldn't control myself. I couldn't help it. I was in so much pain, and it was so uncomfortable. I only felt better after killing people, so I couldn't control myself. I … "
"In fact, you shouldn't have been in so much pain. If that psychiatrist really did his job for your own good, then your condition would have been under control and you would have recovered. Your psychological depression, if you had discovered it early, would not have been difficult to recover. With proper guidance and medication, there would have been no problem. But obviously, the psychiatrist you trusted was not worthy of your trust. Not only did he not cure your mental illness, but he also made it worse. That was the reason why you didn't feel that you had recovered. "
"Impossible!" Fan Yansong shook his head and said, "Doctor Xu is a good person. He would not harm me! He has always been helping me and treating me well. I have never seen a doctor as dutiful as him. And before I came to T City, I did feel much better. It was only because I heard about Xiong Shishi that my condition began to deteriorate again. "
"Really? If it's really much better, why don't you even dare to face your friends and family? " Qi Youxuan stared straight at Fan Yansong. "He just made you feel that you're much better. He made you feel that there's hope for you to recover. Then, at the same time that your condition worsened, you would stop for a while and guide you to develop in a good direction, giving you the illusion that you had already recovered. He was the one who asked you to come to T City. When you realized that something was wrong with you, you contacted him, and he began to control you through the phone. He gave you psychological hints and led you to kill people step by step. "
"No! Impossible! No way! I didn't offend him. Why would he do that? "Fan Yansong shook his head in disbelief.
How could he believe that his life was ruined by a psychiatrist he didn't even know before?
"Moreover, when he talked to me, what he said was very normal. He didn't hint anything to me! Do you think I wouldn't know if you were hinting at something? Do you think I'm stupid enough to do as he says? " Fan Yansong's face was steely. "If he can control others just by saying a few words, then he can directly use hackers to hack into other people's computers and phones to get their bank information. He can directly control others to rob a bank. He won't be afraid of getting caught and the money will come quickly. "
Qi Youxuan chuckled. "You're quite impressive. Even at this time, you still have the brains to think about robbing a bank."
Fan Yansong was a little agitated. He couldn't accept that he had been tricked.
"Then let's do an experiment. I'll let you see the effect of psychological hints," Qi Youxuan said.
Fan Yansong's face was full of disbelief. "Sure."
Qi Youxuan took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Shanfei. "Please cover his eyes."
Fan Yansong was very nervous. He didn't know if Qi Youxuan really wanted to do an experiment or if he was using it as an excuse to do something to him.
However, he couldn't move his hands and couldn't resist. He could only let Zhang Shanfei cover his eyes with the handkerchief.
Zhang Shanfei tested his reaction. After confirming that he really couldn't see, he returned to Qi Youxuan's side.
Fan Yansong was very nervous. He couldn't see or hear anything, so he said, "Where is he? Why aren't you starting? "
No one answered him. There was only the sound of messy footsteps in the room, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing.
Then, he heard Yang Shaoqun's panicked voice. "Mr. Qi, are you okay? Why did you suddenly cut your arm? "
"I'm fine." Qi Youxuan's weak voice sounded.
"How can you be fine? You're bleeding!" Zhang Shanfei said agitatedly. "It's bloody!"
Someone did something to Qi Youxuan. Qi Youxuan suddenly screamed. "Why did you poke my wound! It hurts so much! "
"Sorry, sorry. I was anxious and didn't control it well." Fan Yansong heard Zhang Shanfei's voice.
Then, he heard Qi Youxuan's continuous gasps. It seemed like he was really in pain.
"Your face is pale. You should go to the hospital," Yang Shaoqun said.
Even though he couldn't see, Fan Yansong could feel that Qi Youxuan was shaking his head. "No need. We'll talk after I ask."
After that, there was no sound. After a while, Fan Yansong heard footsteps again. They were coming towards him.
"What are you doing!" Fan Yansong asked nervously. He felt his sleeves being rolled up.
The other party didn't answer him. He was blindfolded and couldn't see. He only felt a chill on his left arm. His sleeves were all rolled up. Something that looked like a rubber band was tied around his upper arm.
It was very tight. The area that was tied felt numb and cold after a while. He felt that his blood wasn't flowing smoothly and he couldn't clench his fist tightly.
Then, his arm was cut by something. That thing was cold like metal. Fan Yansong's first thought was that it was a blade.
Fan Yansong felt a sharp pain in his arm. He screamed in pain and tried to cover his wound. However, his hands were still leaning against the back of the chair. He couldn't move at all.
He felt that the area on his left arm that had been in pain seemed to have some warm liquid flowing down. At the same time, it hurt so much that his skin itched. It was indescribably uncomfortable.
Fan Yansong screamed in panic, "Blood! Blood! I'm bleeding! It hurts so much! Hurry up and stop the bleeding. Hurry! It hurts so much! Hurry! I'm going to die. You're going to kill me! The police are killing me! "
Fan Yansong screamed for a long time before the handkerchief was removed from his eyes. Fan Yansong still hadn't opened his eyes, but he was still screaming in pain. If he could, he even wanted to roll on the ground.
"Open your eyes and take a look. Shout when you see clearly," a voice said.
Fan Yansong was stunned. This voice was Qi Youxuan's. It was as calm and clear as before. It was completely different from before when he had to endure the pain.
Fan Yansong opened his eyes curiously. He saw that Qi Youxuan was still sitting in front of him. His arm wasn't injured at all. His complexion was good and he was dressed neatly.
"Look at your arm," Qi Youxuan said calmly.
Fan Yansong looked down in confusion. He realized that although his left sleeve was rolled up, there was no wound at all where he had felt the pain. There wasn't even a bruise.
Fan Yansong couldn't believe it. He stared at his left arm for a long time.
But what was that sharp pain just now?
It had felt so real.
He looked up at Qi Youxuan, his eyes filled with doubt. Qi Youxuan smiled slightly. "This is a psychological suggestion. You can't see it. You can only listen to us. You heard that my arm was in pain and felt that my arm was scratched. You felt that you had suffered the same attack as me. But in fact, the thing that scratched you just now was just this. "
Yang Shaoqun waved the notebook in his hand cooperatively. This was the notebook he used to record the key points of Fan Yansong's answers. "I just scratched you lightly with a piece of paper."
"You can't imagine that just because you received a psychological suggestion, you can do what I want you to do. If I didn't tell you, you might have been in pain until you died. " Qi Youxuan's straightened body leaned forward slightly. "Let me give you another example. This is a real case from abroad."
"There was a prisoner on death row. When he was tied up and blindfolded, someone beside him told him that the punishment he had to receive was death by ischemia. Then, he used a leaf to gently scratch his wrist. " Qi Youxuan put his index and middle fingers together and made a sliding gesture on his wrist.
"Of course, this couldn't have caused any wound. And next to the prisoner, there was a container that was dripping water. One day later, the prisoner died. When his body was dissected, it was death by ischemia. But in fact, he didn't bleed. The reason was that after he received a psychological suggestion, he thought that his artery had been cut. The sound of water dripping was the sound of his blood dripping. Under such a self-suggestion, he really died and showed symptoms of ischemia. "
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