Sleepwalking, doing things you didn't even know about, and suspecting that it was demon-possessed.
This series of reactions is very similar to what I have experienced before, I don't have nightmares these days, but I still remember the feeling of not being able to control myself in my dreams.
And this woman's husband is worse off than I am, and he has done things that hurt others.
Her story has piqued my interest, but I still won't say yes to her request, and I've made up my mind.
"What did he do again?"
"It was also at night, we slept as usual, and I slept very lightly.
You must have had the experience of subconsciously feeling someone looking at you when you sleep, and you will open your eyes. ” I nodded, "And then."
"When I felt someone looking at me, I opened my eyes and saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, staring straight at me, full of hatred, which is not the way he usually looks at me" The woman even began to tremble when she said this, "I asked him why he didn't sleep, and he said, how can I tolerate you having such a good family."
Then he reached out and grabbed my neck. ” The woman escaped, of course, and the next day the man had no memory of what he had done.
After that, the woman took him to a psychiatrist and a psychiatric hospital, but it turned out that there was nothing wrong with the man, because there was no evidence, and the doctor and her husband suspected that she had delusional victimization.
After diagnosis, of course, the woman was not sick, and the matter was over.
But the words that her husband said when he sleepwalked, the tone and expression were not his, so the woman suspected that the situation could only be possessed by a ghost.
I comforted her and told her that I couldn't help her solve this problem, not because I didn't want to, but because I really didn't have the ability.
After all, I'm neither a psychiatrist nor a ghost catcher.
The woman continued to beg me, but I was a little impatient, but understood her feelings, endured not to show it, and sighed.
She continued: "I recently noticed that he would run out at night and come back with dirty clothes and he would do his own laundry, but one time I saw obvious blood stains on his cuffs. ” "Since you suspect that he may have killed someone, you should call the police immediately."
"I tried to talk to the police, but they all said I was delusional, and sometimes I wondered if I was crazy."
She swallowed, "Because the cameras in the community and the cameras in the elevator didn't capture my husband." ” This does sound a bit weird, if what a woman says is true, then her husband should have an extremely high IQ when he sleepwalks or has a second personality.
But when I saw her deep-set eye sockets and chattering looks, I suddenly felt that women were indeed abnormal.
Just after I refused her again, I opened the door of the duty room and poked my head out to find Xiaoxue and the little child, also giving an eviction order to the woman.
"Actually, it was Sister Zhang who introduced me here, and she said that you can help me, it depends on Sister Zhang's face, can you do it" She was already talking to me in a pleading tone, her nasal voice was very strong, and she was about to cry.
Sister Zhang doesn't care if it's Sister Zhang or Sister Li, even if my mother asks her to come to me, I can't help it.
The woman walked out of the duty room, sighed helplessly, and apologized to me before leaving, saying that she had disturbed me and was very sorry not to go.
Xiaoxue asked me what was going on, I looked at the woman's back regretfully, and briefly told Xiaoxue about the situation, "Hey, I really can't help her, those media have mythologized me." ” Xiaoxue nodded and went to get busy, I was irritable, lying in the duty room with my eyes closed.
After a while, there was another knock on the door.
"Linzi is in the morgue, let's send the corpse directly" I didn't even open my eyes, and shouted impatiently to the people outside the door.
"Qiangzi, it's me, your Aunt Zhang."
As soon as I heard that it was Aunt Zhang, I quickly sat up, but after thinking about it, Aunt Zhang must have come to persuade me to be a shaman.
"Auntie, I'm not feeling well, let's talk about it later."
But Aunt Zhang didn't leave, but pushed the door in, and I forgot that I didn't lock the door.
"Where are you uncomfortable?"
Aunt Zhang looked at me with concern, but her eyes were very sharp.
I hurriedly sat up, made a fuss, made a perfunctory sentence, and looked at the door again, only to see that the woman was holding the child just now, smiling apologetically at me, and greeting me.
Aunt Zhang didn't come to tell me about the shaman, but asked me to help the woman I suddenly understood that the sister Zhang that the woman was talking about was Aunt Zhang "Qiangzi, you can help her, Wang Na is my friend."
Aunt Zhang said.
"Auntie, I listened carefully to what she said, but I really don't have a clue."
"Her husband's name is Wen Jie, if you go to meet him, maybe you will have a clue."
Aunt Zhang hesitated for a moment and said to me: "Actually, his husband has been to the hospital for other diseases, and he is my patient, and you may be able to find answers to those nightmares and controlled dreams that you can't figure out yourself." ” "Auntie, you mean he has something to do with the morgue" "It's not limited to the morgue, I can't tell, because he's in a similar situation to yours.
Anyway, you can go, can you help try it first, it can be regarded as a face. ” Since Aunt Zhang said so, I have nothing to shirk, so I nodded and agreed.
I even began to make some bold guesses, the Mu Kun who controlled my dreams, and the reason why Wang Ying's father also went crazy, could not have found the answer in this man named Wen Jie Wang Na didn't mention how happy she was, and hurriedly asked me how I wanted to investigate next, what I needed her to match, and she was willing to contribute money and efforts.
I asked for some more details, and learned that Wen Jie had been experiencing anomalies every night lately.
I thought about it and decided to observe and follow it first, just like a private detective, to catch some evidence to prove that he has a split personality or something, and the matter will be simpler, as for the cause of his split personality, it can be handed over to a psychiatric hospital.
And I can also get more information about my nightmares by observing him.
"Go home as you always do, but give me the address of your house.
I'll go over with my friends in the evening, and you don't care about anything. ” After I finished speaking, she hurriedly wrote me the address.
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Wang Na left with the child, and when Linzi came back from his work, I told him about it, and he was very interested.
We went to bed early and set an alarm clock at one o'clock in the morning, and as soon as the alarm went off, the two of us got up and left the hospital, because Wang Na said that Wen Jie usually went out around two in the morning or did strange things.
When we came downstairs to Wang Na's house, we hid in the car, and the car was parked diagonally opposite the entrance of her building.
At 10:00 a.m., the lights in the corridor came on, and a man walked out carrying a plastic bag.
The two of us immediately lifted our spirits, and Wang Na showed me a photo of the husband and wife, so I recognized the man, which was Wen Jie.
He threw a bulky black plastic bag that looked like it contained twenty pounds of beef into the trash can at the entrance of the stairs, turned and went upstairs, and there was no movement after that.
I texted Wang Na, but she never responded.
"Let's go and see what's in that plastic bag."
I said and got out of the car.
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