"At this time I'm afraid I can't say anything like 'I'm glad to see you here'. ≤,"

In Dr. Johnson's psychological clinic, he was still sitting there wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a shirt. His gentle temperament and professional smile on his face always made people think of 'Well, he can understand me' at that moment.

At this time, sitting on the chair opposite Johnson on the weekend, there was only one desk between them. The desk without any documents would make him forget the reality that he was coming for a follow-up visit. At least he could not see any books and medical records related to pathological analysis on this table. Perhaps this would try to reduce the idea of ​​"I am a patient" for those sitting opposite the table, which was very considerate. However, at the beginning of the new year, the weekend returned to the psychological clinic in Beverly Hills for a follow-up visit. This was the first choice he made after he had finished the Ted case and began to accept the pursuit of the media in Los Angeles. This choice came from some changes in life.

The first thing to change is the office location. A patrolman who ran from Chinatown, Los Angeles to work at the Wandering District Police Station no longer needs to wear police uniforms but change into suits to go to the Detective Bureau to report. The double-edged sword of fate began to shine with the light of the blade on the other side. In other words, the building not only has comfortable air conditioning and walls that can shelter from the wind and rain, but also the Homicide Posses of Quinn will always appear in front of the weekend inadvertently, such as that award ceremony, such as the hall on the first floor when entering the Detective Bureau Building, such as the elevator door when waiting for the elevator, and the elevator where only the two of them exist.

That feeling is not subtle at all. Every time they meet, they will form a confrontation between physiological magnetic fields. A picture of no one talking but staring at each other's eyes forever will always appear. No matter whether there are other people in the environment or only the two of them coexist, this kind of scene has never changed.

So, on the weekend, he seemed to have experienced the "catfish effect" and turned on all defense systems. He would become cautious in all work except anti-black and anti-drug departments. Just like when the last time the Knight called him and asked him to go to the murder department and hung up the phone in a hurry, he could feel the feeling of the hedgehog entering a state of war when threatened. The result was that the other party just notified him to prepare the work report when handling the case.

"Dr. Johnson..."

"Wait a minute, Zhou."

As a psychiatrist, Johnson is more professional than others. He first interrupted the weekend's explanation. Then he stretched out his index finger and pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose: "I heard it right. You just told me that when I see Quinn, I always start to tighten unconsciously. Even if he is not in front of you, I will not be able to control my thoughts and think about some special plans, intending to bring him to the police station??"

Nodded on weekends.

"According to your opinion, you no longer stay at the level where there are always ideas beyond the scope of police thinking. You already have a subjective sense of attack, right?" Dr. Johnson proposed a hypothesis: "What if there were no grudges between you and Quinn? As you are the seconded police detective in the anti-black and anti-drug department, do you also have no right to interrogate prisoners in the homicide department, will you also regard Quinn as a stumbling block?" This assumption is quite scary. If the assumption is true, then the feeling of Quinn on the weekend is not due to past grudges, but as an obstacle to him.

"How is that possible!" The weekend's denial answer was a bit ridiculous.

"Okay, this issue is temporarily put on hold, let's change direction."

"Week, how long has it been since you had a rest? As far as I know, the police should have five weeks of paid vacation, right?"

"I have about three weeks and six days left." I remember the weekend very clearly.

"That is to say, you have only been resting for eight days in the past year?" Johnson's mouth had a downward curve, but there was no disgusting expression on his face. This face often appeared in American dramas I watched on weekends, which was a bit indescribable. If you added a shrug, it would appear clearer: "Zhou, I'm not saying that there is no need to care about the grudge between Quinn and you. Of course, I can understand that this is a game. He blocked your way to murder, otherwise you could face the serial killer directly...what is it?"

"Ted."

"Yes, that's this guy."

"But you have to know that humans are not machines, and no one can operate at your location for such a long time. And they are taking on these cases that ordinary people cannot bear at all."

"Hey, your mind is too tight and you're going to break yourself."

Dr. Johnson added some gestures during the conversation between him and the weekend, making the conversation more vivid, like pointing out his index finger to one side of the desk to replace the name he couldn't remember, or using the gesture of pulling a rubber band to prove his remarks. This small action can help patients relax. After all, many people in this world are more likely to be driven, just like a child who never swears and can curse fluently after staying by a few street gangsters for a few days. Only when the doctor relaxes first, the environment will become more comfortable. Of course, this kind of thing must not be done when he meets the first time he meets the weekend, as this psychologist seems to be too frivolous.

"Why don't we talk about the treatment after the last time, week, do you think the treatment will have any effect after the last time?"

treat?

I couldn't remember it on the weekend, and he clearly remembered that the doctor did not prescribe any medication for himself...

During the weekend thinking, Dr. Johnson put his hands on his chest and turned his wrists out to represent the woman's round rolling: "Woman, I remember that it wasn't. The last time our treatment was communication and release. You need to find someone who is not a doctor and is enough to make you trust to communicate, and at the same time, date a woman who is suitable for you..."

"s—h—i—t." Weekend cursed with his eyelids rolling up.

"Don't tell me you didn't do what I asked." Johnson looked at him, looking forward to the answer.

"I don't have time, the situation was very urgent, and it would be possible that Ted could not catch the entire police station..."

"Big star, I know what you are talking about. Now the entire United States probably has watched your lone hero movie on the Internet, but we are not discussing this, is that right?"

Johnson began to become a little serious for the first time, saying, "Zhou, I am your psychologist. You have to be completely honest with me and let go of your guard. Otherwise, I will not be able to intervene in your world."

"Doctor, I don't."

"Then why do you need to make excuses? There is no time when handling a case. I understand that it is a matter of life. But do you remember how many media outlets on TV have broadcasted interviews with you in the recent period? Now even the Los Angeles Police Department's push - fans have begun to ask about your current situation with Chekov, and then you told me that there is no time??"

"Okay, even if this is the way Chinese express it, like Chinese parents always use the word "I love you" instead of the word "I love you". But how many people in your world can really understand them. Actually, I don't doubt that you will tell me the ability after you are hungry. It's just that your grandparents take care of us in this way in our growing environment. This makes it very difficult for us to say the word "I love you". I can only change the way. I wonder why you don't say what you think directly? Zhou, I must reiterate that you are facing a psychiatrist. I can't guess your feelings in every treatment. In that case, I'll probably ruin you directly because of a small mistake."

"I can say it more clearly, I need to know which step is wrong."

I can understand Johnson's words on weekends, even if the analogy he used was very inappropriate. At least it proved that this psychologist was responsible and was willing to carefully understand the therapeutic barriers that the differences between races may bring.

"Well……"

The weekend finally spoke, but his words sounded too incredible to Johnson.

"Doctor." I sorted out the suit on the weekend: "I don't know how to introduce my own feelings, so I can only try to say it in detail. It is a very simple process for me to become interested in a woman. I have to think that she is in tune with her. This is not necessarily beautiful, but I have to look comfortable. Then it is to trigger my physiological impulses, which require me to conquer a woman. To be more straightforward, I have to think about it - to her; then through conversation, romantic dates slowly cultivate something called 'love' in the topics and environments that we are all interested in. Only when these are all, can I trust her. Tell her what I think and what I bear, and she must share the burden with."

Johnson pondered the weekend's words: "This is not inconsistent with what I said."

"So, what's the problem?"

"The problem is that I can appreciate women's beauty and make unscrupulous jokes, that is... that's..." Two of them were in the future. I finally spoke on the weekend: "I don't know many women, but the women around me cannot arouse my interest in conquering them. I'm more willing to conquer guys like Ted, Robin, and Adam, how can I understand..."

"The pleasure of winning or losing."

Johnson summarized the key point of the problem. Why can’t people become interested in other jobs after being addicted to gambling? The reason is very simple. He wants to win, and want to win chips is the standard for how much doses to increase the stimulation. At this time, even if the gambling addict has no money, he will fantasize about how to enjoy life after winning a lot of money. But if you really let him win a lot of money, he must have turned around and gambled again after resting until he lost all the money he won.

His patient seemed to be addicted on weekends. His addiction was endless physiology in the process of solving cases, which was more technical than gambling. He could reverse victory and defeat through skillful skills, rather than betting on trump cards and looking at destiny. This addiction, which seems to be unrelated to fate, increases controllability and becomes more addictive. In other words, the current state of the weekend is to be able to sense whether a woman is beautiful or not, just like a hungry person, but this guy is often distracted by emotions when he is the hungry. To put it simply, a very hungry person is likely to make an angry mood disturb the hunger. The disturbance of the weekend is definitely not anger, but endless cases. But such cases can always form a sense of "energy fighting with others" - a feeling of "energy fighting with others".

"Zhou, do you think there are any benefits to psychological changes besides burdens you?"

"benefit?"

After thinking about it on the weekend, I blurted out without wasting much time: "Is it related to how I can find a way to solve the case faster than others?"

Johnson's pupils dilated instantly, thinking to himself: "He - he - mom - regards mental illness as a tool to solve the case, no wonder he will fight against treatment in his subconscious mind!!"

"Weekly, you have to take leave to receive systematic treatment."

...

In the police detective, Pablo looked at everyone in the conference room, and the anger on his face continued to increase, "Who-he-mom--can tell me what the hell is doing in the Armenians?!!"

Nick chose to remain silent. Chekov looked out the window with his head raised. None of the two guys who didn't like to use their brains spoke, and the whole room was extremely quiet.

"Why did our lawyer come and bail him out less than an hour after we arrested Sars?" Pablo continued with his keen sense of smell in the anti-black and anti-drug department for many years: "These guys must be prepared. They are ready for all the reactions after being arrested."

Bee, bee, bee.

Nick's cell phone suddenly rang. After answering the call, he raised his head and said, "Private, my informant found a - Du - nest - which should be Russian. He saw two heirs of the Doko family there."

"What?"

Pablo asked with his eyes wide open.

"Now..." Nick pointed at all the detectives in the conference room, which meant whether this briefing will continue or to handle the case first.

"Why are you still standing there? Are you planning on Matthew to vent his first anger this year on the anti-black and anti-drug department? Listen, no matter what the Russians are discussing with the people of the Doko family, they will catch me as long as there is evidence! I will never allow any trouble, whether it is the Armenians fighting for the broken chair or the bullshit war with the Russians and the El Salvadors!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!