Facts have proved that in this world full of strange things, the art of "mental healing" is much more hard-core than Duncan imagined - its degree of hard-core has even exceeded the word "skill" to describe it, going straight to
I went in the direction of "craftsmanship"...
Fortunately, Heidi's box of things was not for Nina. The psychiatrist saw the horrified expressions on the faces of the uncle and nephew at the scene, and said, "I have seen this kind of reaction from the client before."
With a smile, he took out a printed form from the bottom of the box and handed it to Nina: "Please fill it out first."
Nina immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought these... tools were prepared for me."
"This is what I use at work - when I work for the authorities and the church," Heidi smiled. "I often have to deal with some extremely paranoid and stubborn dangerous elements. Ordinary means cannot pry open their heretical thoughts."
Reinforced skull."
The more Duncan listened, the more he felt that there was something wrong with these words. Shirley, who was trying hard to reduce her presence but couldn't help but eavesdrop, shrank her neck subconsciously. She quickly hid in a place further away, while pretending
While cleaning the dust on the shelves, he muttered to the hidden Agou through his mental connection: "It's so scary, so scary... This place is so scary... Mr. Duncan is scary enough, why would there be a trial?
Officer...and that Heidi..."
Agou's voice sounded in her heart, even weaker than hers: "I don't know why! Who knows why I can be caught by a ghost captain when I'm on land, and why I can meet the church when I stay next to a ghost captain?
The inquisitor is here as a guest - are we crazy or the world is crazy! Do you believe this?"
Shirley secretly paid attention to the movement next to the counter and muttered in her heart with a frown: "Who can believe this? Even if you tell a fish that it will die in a car accident one day, it won't believe it either..."
"...don't mention 'fish', I'm afraid..."
Shirley was stunned: "Since when did Agouzhen become afraid of fish?"
"Don't talk to me, and don't let the judge see anything - although I'm technically invisible now, when I'm around Mr. Duncan, I always feel like all my abilities are working sometimes...
…”
Shirley quickly put her thoughts away and walked to the other end of the shelf. However, the people next to the counter obviously did not pay attention to the inconspicuous Shirley.
Nina looked at the form in front of her and found that it contained some very conventional psychological assessment items. It was no different from the usual psychological measurement forms that you would fill out before taking an occult class in school or visiting a museum. In other words, it had more items.
There are just a few more questions that are not often asked.
As she started to fill it out, she said with some curiosity: "I heard you say before that your treatment method is more professional, and I thought you wouldn't use this kind of form that ordinary doctors would use..."
"Filling in the form is the basic part of psychological measurement, and the difference between me and those half-full buckets of water is that their diagnosis often ends after filling in the form," Heidi smiled as she took off the scarf around her neck.
Amethyst pendant, while fiddling with the pendant, he said casually, "And my treatment has just begun when you fill out the form."
Vanna's eyes unconsciously fell on Heidi's crystal pendant. She was a little curious: "I have always seen you wearing this new pendant in the past two days...you seem to like it very much?"
Heidi was stunned for a moment, and glanced down at the pendant in her hand, as if she remembered something, but then she shook her head: "It's just that it's rare for my father to bring me a gift - ah, Vanna, you know, this pendant
My father 'bought' it from this store."
She specifically emphasized the word "buy", as if to forcefully deny the fact that this thing was just a gift. Duncan on the side nodded gently with a smile: "It is indeed our product-I hope this pendant can be brought to you."
Good luck comes."
Fanna couldn't help but take another look at the "crystal" pendant, which was obviously an imitation, and almost said something: How could a famous scholar like Morris fall for this trick?!
But at least she still took care of Duncan, the person in charge at the scene. The words lingered around the bronchus and then returned to the lungs. At the same time, Nina also quickly finished ticking the check boxes on the form.
Pushing the form to Heidi, she said, "I've finished filling it out. Do you have any questions?"
"I have already read it while you were filling it out - including all the subtle details in your expressions and movements," Heidi put away the paper and said bluntly, "Do you have a psychological shadow that has been hidden for many years?
Has there been any extra pressure recently, causing you to think of this shadow from time to time? Your strange dreams have eased in the past two days... Has the pressure disappeared or has it transferred? "
Nina couldn't help but open her eyes wide, as if something was on her mind. Then she subconsciously glanced in Duncan's direction, with a slight hesitation on her face.
"We need a quiet and private environment for further mental relief and release," Heidi raised her head and said to Duncan, "Of course, this first requires the consent of you as the guardian, and the cooperation of Miss Nina herself."
"Go upstairs," Duncan nodded and looked at Nina, "Is that okay?"
"Okay." Nina nodded obediently, without any objection, but there was still a trace of nervousness in her eyes, and this nervousness did not hide from Heidi's eyes.
"Don't worry, Nina, it's just a simple mental relaxation technique - there is nothing wrong with you, you are just a little stressed and anxious," Heidi smiled, a trustworthy and reassuring aura seemed to linger around her.
Her smile was released, and her voice was calm, making the tension in Nina's heart disappear unconsciously. At the same time, she closed her medicine box and put it aside, "I don't think we even need any equipment.
, incense and medicine, I’ll just ask you a few questions.”
Nina was finally relieved. She nodded to Duncan and took Heidi up the stairs leading to the second floor.
The two footsteps gradually faded away on the stairs.
Shirley was still hiding far away, concentrating on cleaning up the debris in the corner.
Finally, only Duncan and the inquisitor lady sitting opposite him were left at the counter.
Today was the first time that Duncan met face to face with the inquisitor who by chance was left with the "mark" of spiritual fire on his body. At this moment, he could more clearly sense the feeling left in Vanna.
The mark in his body, and felt that this originally extremely weak mark was slowly getting stronger and growing due to his proximity.
Even without actual contact, that spark was still replenished from the "source" and began to smolder in Vanna's soul.
After realizing this, Duncan consciously controlled the growth of that mark - he did not want this mark to be noticed by the mysterious Storm Goddess, which would cause him to lose the special "node" of Vanna.
He was very curious about Fanna. Strictly speaking, he was interested in her identity as a priest and the belief behind her.
On the other hand, Vanna was also curiously observing this place and "Mr. Duncan" sitting opposite her.
She did come here today to accompany Heidi and say thank you, but there was another reason. There were too many suspicious points in the museum fire.
Theoretically, the fire that could never be extinguished in a short period of time suddenly extinguished itself. Heidi saw the projection of what seemed to be sun fragments in the fire scene, and Duncan, an ordinary person, rushed into the fire scene to save people and brought out the trapped people unscathed - in the middle
Although she couldn't find any concrete evidence to connect them, she intuitively thought that she should visit this antique store.
"Mr. Duncan," Fanna broke the silence first. She looked at Duncan calmly, "I have some things I want to know about the fire in the museum, is that okay?"
"Of course," Duncan nodded calmly, "I was at the scene at the time and should be able to provide some information."
"Thank you for your cooperation," Fanna nodded lightly, "You rushed in to save people. The fire in the museum was still burning at that time, right?"
"That's right," Duncan nodded without hesitation - because he didn't know how much on-site information the inquisitor in front of him had, so he decided to tell the truth in some links where evidence might be left behind, "It was hot at the time.
It was very big, especially in the direction of the corridor leading to the main exhibition hall, almost everything was on fire."
"But you came out unscathed in the end," Vanna asked immediately, "Can you tell me what happened after you entered the museum?"
Duncan looked like he was thinking, and after pondering for two or three seconds, he said uncertainly: "I also thought it was incredible that I could come out alive... But the fire in the museum suddenly died down at that time, can you imagine?
It wasn't put out by the fire water cannon outside, nor was it extinguished after the combustibles were burned. The fire went out all by itself, and even the smoke disappeared..."
He marveled as he recalled it, and finally stretched out his hand and gestured: "This must be blessed by the goddess, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crash from Shirley's side - she accidentally knocked down a wooden sculpture in the corner.
"Be careful!" He immediately turned around and shouted, just like a real store manager reminding his employees, "I have already dropped the base of that thing once, and it is glued now. Don't drop it again.
!”
"...The goddess protects everyone in the city-state," Vanna's expression changed subtly, and she looked into Duncan's eyes, "I can see that you are really an...honest person."
Duncan's expression was serious and calm: "That's right, for those of us who do open business, we are very particular about not being able to lie to people."