Chapter 143 Meatballs
◎Breaking through Yun Dehou’s psychological distance◎
Yunjie's reaction was different.
She did not make any sudden burst of movement, but instead tried to reduce the area of contact with her body.
With rapid breathing, Yun Jie quickly put the rice spoon back on the plate and curled up gently and quickly. She pulled her legs back to her chest, hugged her arms, lowered her head, and rested her chin on her knees, like a frightened cat, curling herself into a ball to avoid being discovered.
The food plate on the small table remained motionless and the soup was not spilled, but Yun Jie had already completely entered a state of self-protection and self-isolation.
Lei Ling's eyes turned red, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable. He said softly, "Jiejie, it's me, Uncle Lei."
Yun Jie turned a deaf ear to him, his thin shoulders shaking slightly.
Although she was sitting on the hospital bed, her soul seemed to have left this world.
Seeing a nine-year-old girl resisting being approached for the first time, Zhou Rulan felt very uncomfortable. She took a step forward, pulled Lei Ling back, and said softly, "She may be afraid of people getting close to her. Don't get too close."
Zhu Feipeng and Zhu Kang also breathed softly, fearing to disturb the poor little girl.
Zhao Xiangwan took a step forward.
She didn't hear Yun Jie's thoughts.
This has never happened before. You know, Yun Jie is only nine years old, at that age of innocence and simplicity. It is impossible for him to have cultivated to the level where he can hide his inner thoughts.
Then he tentatively took half a step forward.
A picture suddenly popped into my mind.
——Zhao Xiangwan didn’t hear it, but she “saw” it with Yunjie’s eyes!
In the dark and damp room, there was a stainless steel bowl in front of me. Inside the bowl were two meatballs, which gave off a strong meaty smell.
A man's voice sounded sinisterly: "Eat! Didn't you say you were hungry? Eat the meatballs quickly!"
"Clack, clack..." The teeth started to chatter.
The man's voice continued: "If you don't listen, I will chop you into pieces and make meatballs. You are my child, and it is only right that you return your flesh and blood to me."
I shook my head desperately and the picture began to shake.
The man sneered and said, "Don't tell anyone about this. No one will believe you. You are so picky about food. You are skinny and yet you refuse to eat meat. Is it wrong for me to force you to eat meat?"
A trembling little hand reached out, picked up the meatball and put it into its mouth.
It tasted very strange, uncooked meat mixed with the smell of blood. As I chewed it, I felt cold all over and tears kept falling.
"Wow~~"
After swallowing it with great difficulty, I began to feel nauseous and vomited it all out.
The man lowered his voice and said coldly, "Don't spit it out! This is the result of my hard work all night. If you spit it out, it will be unfair to me. Pick it up for me and continue eating."
Zhao Xiangwan understood that this was Yun Jie's memory scene.
The reason why she was picky about food and refused to eat meatballs was because Yun Dehou forced her to eat. Facing an ignorant little girl, her father threatened to chop her up and make meatballs if she didn't eat. In addition, the meatballs made by Yun Dehou had no color, fragrance, or taste, and had a strong meaty smell, so she would vomit as soon as she ate them.
Even so, Yun Dehou still forced her to continue eating.
Zhao Xiangwan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from shouting out in anger.
——Damn it!
——How could you abuse a child like this!
——Yun Jie already has such an obvious stress-related psychological disorder, how can she continue to be with Yun De?
The scene that Zhao Xiangwan is seeing now should be a kind of "flashback phenomenon".
When people suffer extraordinary mental trauma, the traumatic situation will continue to flash back in their minds, which is the flashback phenomenon.
Others couldn’t see it, but Zhao Xiangwan “saw” it.
Because of his long-term relationship with Ji Zhao, Zhao Xiangwan can see the pictures in the minds of people who tend to be autistic, even though he cannot hear their inner voices.
It can be understood as an upgraded version of mind reading.
For Yunjie, meatballs are a reminder of trauma.
However, there were not only meatballs on her plate. Lei Ling had just mentioned the word "meatballs" during the greeting.
Yun Jie curled herself up into a ball, not moving or talking. This is the second symptom of stress disorder: avoidance. She is deliberately avoiding situations, people, and activities related to the traumatic situation.
Zhao Xiangwan finally understood what Lei Ling said: If you see the child, you will understand my feelings.
At this moment, Zhao Xiangwan's heart was filled with anger towards Yun Dehou and sympathy towards Yun Jie.
Years of mental abuse caused Yun Jie to develop serious mental illness.
If we don't intervene, I'm afraid Yun Jie will become a useless person, or... a sinner in the future.
Zhao Xiangwan reached out and gently picked up the plate from the small table.
As soon as the food plate was removed, Yun Jie's body tremors improved significantly.
Zhao Xiangwan said softly: "If we don't like something, we won't eat it."
Having said that, she picked up the rice spoon, picked up the meatballs and threw them into the trash can beside her.
"Puff! Puff!"
As the meatballs fell into the trash can, Yun Jie's head moved.
Like a vigilant little squirrel, she tilted her head and stared at the trash can quietly, as if to confirm whether the meatballs were really thrown away.
Zhao Xiangwan took a look at the food on the plate.
After removing the meatballs, only cabbage, carrots, baked potatoes and steamed eggs are left, which is almost enough nutritionally.
Zhao Xiangwan put the plate back on the small table and said in a relaxed tone, "Okay, only our favorite food is left, so eat it quickly."
Zhao Xiangwan's voice is like the flow of clear stream, with a unique charm that makes people relax.
When Yun Jie heard what Zhao Xiangwan said, he slowly raised his head and met Zhao Xiangwan's gaze.
【I don’t eat meatballs.】
Zhao Xiangwan nodded, with a gentle affirmation in his eyes: "Okay, I won't eat it."
Yun Jie's eyes lit up.
[Can you hear what's in your mind? ]
Zhao Xiangwan slowly approached and said with a smile, "Yes, I know."
This was the first time that Yun Jie met someone who could understand her inner thoughts without her having to say anything. A sense of trust gradually rose from the bottom of her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes.
I am afraid.
Zhao Xiangwan reached out his hand and pushed the plate in front of her: "Don't be afraid, I'll protect you."
Yun Jie's tears fell drop by drop onto the plate.
[I am afraid of the dark, I am afraid of the cold, I am afraid of eating meatballs, and I am afraid of my father scolding me.]
Zhao Xiangwan coaxed her softly, "Eat first. When you are full, you will have strength and you won't be afraid of anything."
Yun Jie was actually a very well-behaved child, and seemed to be used to "obeying". She did not disobey Zhao Xiangwan's instructions, slowly straightened up, raised her hands and placed them on the small table, picked up the rice spoon, and began to eat.
Yun Jie ate steamed eggs mixed with rice and vegetables. Although she was not fast eaters, it was obvious that she was well-educated. She had a good posture, chewed slowly, and made almost no sound.
Lei Ling watched from the side with his eyes wide open.
[It was Zhao Xiangwan! As soon as she came, Jiejie no longer rejected our approach. This was the first time I saw Jiejie eating so comfortably. Fortunately, we invited Zhao Xiangwan over. ]
Several policemen stood quietly at the foot of the bed, waiting for Yun Jie to eat.
"Officer Lei, why are you here again?"
Suddenly a voice came from behind the door.
The deep male voice, spoken a little slowly and sounded sinister, was exactly the voice that Zhao Xiangwan had just heard in Yun Jie's mind.
Zhao Xiangwan quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
At the door of the ward stood a man in his thirties, holding a red plastic water bottle in one hand and an aluminum square lunch box in the other.
The man wore black-framed round glasses and a thick navy blue cotton jacket. His hair had grown a little longer and was scattered in front of his forehead, covering his eyebrows tightly.
His cheeks were thin and long, his beard was untidy, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed not to have had a good rest.
This person should be Yun Dehou.
Lei Ling took a big step forward, stood in front of Yun Dehou, and said unhappily: "Yun Dehou, how did you raise your child? He is like a sick cat that is afraid to see people and gets nervous when seeing strangers."
Yun Dehou curled his lips with a look of disdain: "Jiejie is timid. She is scared of your ferocious face. She was quite fine when she was with me. Why is she nervous?"
After saying that, Yun Dehou glanced at Yun Jie who was eating obediently and said, "Right? Jie Jie?"
Hearing his father's voice, Yun Jie immediately put down the rice spoon and replied with a trembling voice: "Yes, Dad."
Yun Dehou approached and placed the full kettle on the bedside table. He looked over and saw that there were no meatballs on the plate. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes: "Jiejie performed well today and finished eating the meatballs."
Yun Jie didn't dare to move or say anything.
She raised her eyelids and glanced at Zhao Xiangwan nervously.
Zhao Xiangwan knew what she was nervous about, so he took a step forward and blocked the trash can.
Yun Jie let out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, several police officers came to the ward. Yun Dehou didn't say much, but just looked at his daughter with concern: "This is a good daughter for daddy."
Lei Ling snorted coldly.
【Disgusting, performing again.】
[Is there any way to expose his true face? ]
Zhao Xiangwan observed that Yun Jie's neck was stiff, her back was straight, her hands on both sides of the plate were clenched into fists, and she was in a state of high tension.
This is the third symptom of stress disorder: increased alertness. Being nervous, vigilant, having trouble sleeping, and being easily startled are all manifestations of increased alertness.
What kind of abnormal mental trauma did Yun Jie suffer that caused her to have such a series of psychological reactions?
Because you were forced to eat fishy and unpalatable meatballs?
Because of long-term mental abuse and control?
The cause of the disease must be found out before Yunjie's problem can be cured.
Zhao Xiangwan now understands Lei Ling's mentality very well - Yun Dehou is not a good person.
What normal father would treat his daughter like this?
人前一套，人後一套，完全是表演型人格。
趙向晚将目光轉向雲德厚：“雲潔爸爸。”
雲德厚顯然不喜歡聽到這個稱呼，皺了皺眉：“你叫我名字就好。”
他的內心，宛如一灘粘稠的、散發出惡臭的污泥，什麽聲音都聽不到。
——這說明，他的心理防範工作做得非常好。他把自己內心最真實的一面，掩蓋得很深、很深。
讀心術失靈，這讓趙向晚感覺到了難度與挑戰。
趙向晚向他出示了警官證：“雲德厚同志，你好，我姓趙。”
雲德厚并沒有太在意趙向晚的存在，随意瞟了眼警官證：“哦，趙警官，你好。”
趙向晚說：“我們到走廊聊聊吧，讓孩子把飯吃完。”
雲德厚這個時候也發現雲潔停下了吃飯的動作，他有些不高興地說：“潔潔，趕緊吃飯。這麽多人等你一個人，像話嗎？”
雲潔馬上開動，認認真真吃起飯來。
只是，她的動作略顯僵硬，像一個突然上了發條的鐵皮娃娃。
趙向晚與雲德厚走到走廊。
天藍色的地板、粉藍色的牆裙，雪白的牆壁上畫着兒童故事，營造出輕松、活潑的氛圍。
可是雲德厚卻依然陰着臉。
不管多麽明媚的陽光，都照不進他內心那灘爛泥裏。
趙向晚認真觀察他的表情。
“你今年多大了？”
“三十四歲。”
“雲潔今年九歲，那你是多少歲當父親的？”
雲德厚不知道趙向晚為什麽要問這麽弱智的問題，但他對警察多多少少還是有一些忌憚，耐着性子回答：“二十五歲。”
趙向晚繼續問：“我聽你對門的方奶奶說，你是大學畢業分配到金橋區郵局工作？”
雲德厚點了點頭：“是。”
“你大學畢業時多少歲？”
“二十二歲。”
趙向晚“哦”了一聲，“你是怎麽認識謝琳的？”
雲德厚看了趙向晚一眼，停頓了半秒，冷冷地說：“你問這些做什麽？”
趙向晚目光微斂，将利芒收攏，不散半分。
“只是有些好奇。我聽方奶奶說，你追了謝琳兩年才奪得她的芳心，這代表你是一畢業分配到郵局就認識了謝琳，然後結婚生女，對不對？”
雲德厚不知道自己為什麽要站在走廊裏，和這個陌生的女警察說自己的往事，他板着臉，目光陰沉：“這件事，我不想說。畢竟，不是什麽令人愉快的記憶。”
趙向晚故意裝糊塗：“因為愛而結婚，然後又有了愛情的結晶，這是非常愉快的事情嘛，為什麽說不愉快？”
雲德厚忽然大聲喊了起來：“雷淩，雷淩！”
雷淩不知道發生了什麽，趕緊從病房跑出來：“怎麽了？”
雲德厚拿手指着趙向晚：“這是你的手下吧？明知道我離了婚，前妻把我和孩子抛棄，出國之後杳無音訊，為什麽還要讓她來戳我痛處？”
雷淩看着趙向晚，沒有說話。
趙向晚說：“我剛來，很多情況不熟悉。所以多問了幾句，你別介意。”
雷淩聰明地接了一句：“啊，對，趙警官才來我們局裏不久，她是心理咨詢師，對兒童心理治療很有經驗，希望你能夠配合她的工作。”
趙向晚板起了臉，一臉的傲然：“雲德厚同志，我作為警隊專業的心理咨詢師，将對雲潔的心理情況進行評估，如果我認定她存在嚴重的心理問題，那你恐怕不能與她見面，必須等我對你的心理狀況、育兒情況進行全面了解之後，才能将孩子交給你。”
雲德厚被她唬得一愣愣的。
他轉過頭，眼睛直勾勾地盯着雷淩：“真的嗎？前面那兩個心理咨詢師可沒有這樣說過。”
雷淩暗自為趙向晚點了個贊，嚴肅地回答：“是真的。你別看趙警官年紀輕，但卻是省廳著名的心理專家。她對兒童心理問題很有研究，剛才還和我們說雲潔的狀态不對，需要及早幹預。”
雲德厚的心髒漏跳了一拍。
他咬了咬唇：“什麽心理問題！這都是國外那些僞專家們說的吧？我們華國人，不要老是信外國人的話。我看啊，是你們小題大作！我是潔潔的爸爸，從小把她撫養長大，有什麽問題我能不知道？”
咬唇。
男人咬下嘴唇，代表他緊張、生氣。
緊張，就對了！
趙向晚沒有再和他講客氣，直接開始扣帽子。
“如果你真正關心孩子，這個時候就應該主動向我詢問，孩子到底出了什麽問題。我看啊，你根本就不在意孩子死活。”
“我是專家，兒童心理這一塊，我說了算！”
趙向晚向前逼近一步，突破雲德厚的心理距離。
人類對個體的空間需求有一定的範圍，這就是心理距離。
普通的社交距離一般為1-3米，不熟悉的人如果突破一米距離，就會引起心理不适。
個人距離一般在45厘米至1米之間。熟人朋友之間一般都是這個距離，伸手可以握到對方的手，但不會容易接觸到對方的身體。
親密距離一般為15-45厘米，這種距離只有最親近的人才會允許進入，人們會象保護自己的財産一樣保護着這個區域。
趙向晚聽方奶奶說過，雲德厚日常與人接觸總是板着臉，沒個笑模樣，與雲潔也沒有什麽親密舉止，這代表他對心理距離的設定非常嚴格。
此時此刻，對于這個內心是一灘爛泥的雲德厚，趙向晚的戰術就是不斷突破他的心理距離，打亂他的心理防線。
趙向晚踏入一米範圍的社交距離。
聽到雲德厚漸漸粗重的呼吸，趙向晚很滿意這個效果。
“雲潔有嚴重的應激性障礙，這代表她曾經遭受異乎尋常的精神創傷。目前臨床觀察，可以看出她有解離症狀、病理性重現症狀、心理回避症狀，還有警覺性升高症狀。四種症狀全有，這代表她遇到的心理創傷極為嚴重。”
果然，雲德厚的心髒開始急跳，悄悄往後挪了兩寸，将兩人的距離拉開到了一米開外。
随之而來的，是他內心裏的那一灘爛泥裏，開始冒出咕咚咕咚的泡泡。
【她……】
【……知道？】
趙向晚繼續對他進行施壓：“雲德厚同志，如果你是一個稱職的父親，就應該和我配合，找出雲潔的病因，這樣我們才能将她治愈！如果你敢回避，我就有理由懷疑，這個創傷與你有關。”
雲德厚的臉色開始有些發白。
他再一次咬了咬嘴唇。
“潔潔的心理問題，是她媽媽一手造成的！三歲的時候，謝琳丢下孩子一走了之，潔潔哭着在後面追了很久，不停地哭喊着媽媽，媽媽。可是……那個女人心腸太狠！理都不理，頭也不回。”
雲德厚的聲音變得大了起來：“對！就是這樣。你們要找病因，就幫我找到那個女人，讓她跪在我和潔潔面前磕頭，讓她忏悔，讓她祈求我們原諒！”
趙向晚斜了他一眼：“我們幫你找謝琳？”
雲德厚眼睛裏閃過一絲瘋狂：“對！你不是說要找病因，要治療嗎？潔潔的現在，都是那個女人造的孽！”
趙向晚鳳眼一眯，利光一閃，向前踏近一步，再次突破社交距離，忽然壓低了聲音：“她還活着嗎？”
雲德厚瞳孔猛地一縮。
心跳錯頻、亂跳。
後背有冷汗冒出。
腎上腺素飙升。
他下意識地後退一步，拉開與趙向晚的距離，強裝鎮定：“我怎麽知道？尋人，那不是你們警察的事情嗎？”
雲德厚內心裏的那一灘爛泥裏，再一次冒出咕咚咕咚的泡泡。
【賤人！】
【去死……】
趙向晚逼近一步，繼續突破雲德厚的心理距離。
雲德厚開始煩躁。
他咬了咬唇：“你不要靠過來。你是女同志，怎麽一點也不知道害臊？”
雷淩在一旁看着，仿佛自己坐在審訊室，趙向晚又成了那個捕獵的獵人。他屏息凝神，不敢稍動。
趙向晚絲毫沒有被雲德厚的指控所幹擾，她依然往前，再邁近半步距離。
現在，她與雲德厚之間的距離，已接近六十厘米，這令雲德厚的呼吸開始急促起來。
雲德厚後退。
趙向晚再前進一步。
“謝琳出國留學，嫁給M國人，定居海外，這話是誰傳出來的？是你吧？”
雲德厚心跳如擂鼓，矢口否認：“不是我。”
這個時候，因為要全力對抗趙向晚通過語言施加的壓力，他被迫接受與趙向晚之間六十厘米的個人距離。
這代表，趙向晚已經進入“熟人朋友”的領域。
雲德厚內心裏的那一灘爛泥裏，咕咚咕咚冒泡泡的聲音聽得更清晰了一些。
【殺了她……】
【活着浪費糧食。】
【剁成肉丸子。】
趙向晚的後背一陣惡寒。
她聽到了什麽？
這個男人，殺了他的妻子！
如果說，他殺人分屍，還剁成肉丸子，甚至逼女兒吃這些肉丸……
雲潔沒有瘋，已經是堅強無比！
從事刑警工作這麽些年，趙向晚見識過無數罪孽。
But when it comes to insanity, Yun Dehou ranks first.
However, all this is just Zhao Xiangwan's speculation.
There is no evidence.
What to do?
Zhao Xiangwan's brain began to work rapidly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Her body moved faster than her brain, and with one more step forward, the distance between them was nearly 45 centimeters.
This is the limit of personal distance!
Yun Dehou began to get nervous. Something seemed to be blocking his throat and he couldn't breathe. This caused his nostrils to flare and he began to gasp for air.
He wanted to step back, but Zhao Xiangwan's next words nailed him to the ground, unable to move at all.
"If it's not you, then who is it?"
"Who has Xie Lin been in contact with?"
"Who spread the rumor that she got married and settled in Country M?"
"What's the purpose of spreading rumors? To cover up something that can't be exposed, right?"