HBWnovel Chapter 277: 276. Conjecture
Chapter 277: 276. Conjecture
Chapter 277: 276. Conjecture
On June 8th.
Du Wei’s ideal vacation was interrupted.
He had wanted to tell Reagan’s father that his psychological counseling clinic was closed, indefinitely out of business.
But...
The situation was somewhat different.
Du Wei had once suspected that the little girl named Reagan, because of a Spirit Summoning game, had become entangled with an Evil Spirit.
Of course.
That was an idea he had after he had personally encountered the Evil Spirit and learned about the different aspects of this world.
Before then, he had only done what a psychologist should do.
Completely unrelated fields.
Therefore, Du Wei scheduled a time with him and planned to deal with this matter in passing.
The sooner, the better.
Because today is Monday, and come Thursday, Alex’s parents would be in New York, and Du Wei would have to meet the parents at that time.
...
The evening of June 8th.
Reagan’s family drove to 109 Queen Street in the North Brook District.
Right in front of the psychological counseling clinic.
At this moment.
Du Wei had just taken down the “closed indefinitely” sign hanging on the door, turned his head, and saw a couple of white people in their thirties, bringing a young blond girl wearing a white children’s coat.
“Hello, Dr. Du Wei, the traffic was a bit of a jam, are we coming at a bad time?”
Reagan’s father seemed uneasy. He noticed the closed sign Du Wei was holding; although he couldn’t make out the text, it was probably indicating that it wasn’t business hours.
A typical private clinic would hang a sign on the door, one side saying “Open,” the other the opposite.
Upon hearing this,
Du Wei smiled and said, “Not at all, please come in with me.”
While speaking, he glanced at the little girl.
Du Wei’s expression became peculiar; he noticed that when Reagan was speaking, her gaze involuntarily glanced toward the position on her left.
And under the state of Spirit Vision, there was actually nothing there.
If there were no Evil Spirits, then from a psychological standpoint, this would be considered lying, and the cover-up was very crude.
After all, she was just a little girl.
Next,
Du Wei asked Reagan some more questions but did not steer the conversation back to the friend from the first time she came for psychological consultation—Hoddy.
He remembered very clearly that the reason he suspected the little girl to have schizophrenia was that she believed she was a man named Hoddy.
Latterly, the information provided by Mr. and Mrs. Bernard showed a slightly different story.
This Hoddy was actually a creation that appeared after Reagan had played a Spirit Summoning game.
About ten minutes later.
Du Wei called Bernard upstairs.
Standing in front of the second-floor handrail, Du Wei calmly asked, “Mr. Bernard, your daughter’s situation is actually not as serious as you’ve described, she’s quite normal aside from not mentioning Hoddy.”
“I actually don’t take psychological consultations anymore, I have other work. So, if you find it appropriate, I would suggest you take your daughter to a large-scale children’s psychology counseling institution.”
Bernard’s face showed helplessness: “But our family is having financial problems, as you know. Reagan can’t go to school right now, and her mother has to stay at home with her and can’t work.”
With that, Bernard continued, “Also, at first, I took her to a child psychology institution, but the children there were all very scared of her, it was very painful for me...”
“And, I don’t know how to say this, but my daughter’s illness is really severe.”
Du Wei’s eyebrows rose, “Please explain in detail.”
Bernard took a deep breath and slowly said, “A week ago, I had some social obligations, so I got home very late, around two in the morning.”
“My daughter doesn’t sleep in the same room as us; she sleeps in the second bedroom. When I went upstairs, I habitually checked to see if she was sleeping well.”
“But that day, I saw that her bedroom door was open, and she was not inside.”
“I didn’t think much of it, assuming she was sleeping with her mom.”
“But when I opened the door of the master bedroom, I saw Reagan standing very calmly in front of her mother’s window, just watching her mom.”
“I called out to her, and only then did Reagan turn her head to give me a glance, and that look made me feel very alienated.”
“It was like... it was like it was another person altogether.”
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