Inside the villa room.
Sheng Wu saw the car slowly approaching the villa area through the full-screen surveillance camera. Her eyes darkened, and her angelic face was shrouded in a layer of gloom and excitement.
That is, the madman found pleasure in playing with things.
soon.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
"Miss, the psychiatrist is here."
Hearing this, Sheng Wu slowly turned around and walked out of the room, with that harmless look on her face again.
"OK, thanks."
Well, she is a good and polite child.
Sheng Wu walked around the corridor and came to a reception room.
When she opened the door, she looked without any surprise.
"Hello, Shengwu." She curled her lips slightly, and her light-colored pupils were soft.
Sheng Wu stretched out her hand.
"Hello."
"Chief hypnotist, Jimo Li."
Inside the house, Jimo Li, who was dressed in a neatly ironed black suit, was meticulous and extremely cool. He was not surprised that his customer was her.
He stood up, extended his hand politely to shake hands, and stopped there.
Sheng Wu nodded, her gentle face showing a hint of cunning, like a little girl who had found candy.
"I know, that's why I asked you to come."
Her tone was lively, her eyes were clear, and there was nothing ambiguous in what she said.
But when I heard it, it had a different meaning.
[Host, how did you know?] It hasn't transmitted the villain's plot yet.
Sheng Wu said venomously, "There's a good thing called brain, but it's a pity you don't have it. Oh, there's another good thing called Baidu, but it's a pity you don't know how to use it."
As an alumnus who was invited by University A and sat in the first row, how could there be no information about me online?
The black ball sniffed [......]Silence is golden.
"Um."
Listening to Sheng Wu's words, Jimo Li still had no reaction on his cold and indifferent face, and the gold-rimmed rimless glasses on his face concealed the expression in his eyes, making him look even more unapproachable.
Really cool.
However, the more he failed to arouse her, the more Sheng Wu wanted to see the crazy expression on his face because of her.
The two sat down on the sofa.
"Miss Saint, please tell me about your situation."
Jimo Li slowly took out a notebook and a pen, speaking in a cold and businesslike voice.
He has a straight nose, thin rosy lips, and long feathery eyelashes that cast dots of light and shadow under his eyelids, giving him the aura of a scholar.
Sheng Wu sat opposite him, and the two kept a certain distance.
She lifted her eyelids and looked at the beautiful flower in front of her, with a hint of trouble in her tone.
"I haven't been able to rest well recently, and I always feel like I've forgotten something important."
Jimo Li lowered his eyes, holding the pen in silence, writing on the notebook, his excellent jawline was abstinent and indifferent.
Sheng Wu's gaze fell on his somewhat retro and old notebook, and then her eyes darkened slightly when she saw his extremely perfect hands with slightly visible meridians and distinct joints.
"How long has Miss Saint's condition been going on?"
"Probably, just a week."
"Has Miss Saint ever had any experience with a blow to the head?"
"No."
"Has Miss Saint ever been hypnotized?"
"You're the first."
Sheng Wu curled her lips slightly and answered politely.
Suddenly, "What do you think of my dance yesterday?"
She looked at him with clear and pure eyes, as if she was just suddenly curious.
Jimo Li paused while recording. His handsome face, wearing gold-rimmed rimless glasses, looked cold and noble. He slightly raised his eyes, which were difficult to look into, and his attitude was polite and distant.
"Miss Saint, I have no comment on matters unrelated to treatment."
Early this morning, he received an order with a very high bid, requiring him to perform hypnosis on the eldest daughter of the Holy Family.
Sheng Wu was not angry either. She shrugged playfully, raised her hand to support her chin, and her slightly curly long hair fell down and moved slightly.
"How do you know that the ballet has nothing to do with my treatment?" She smiled very warmly, with bright eyes and a kind look, like a princess who knew nothing about the world and was raised very well.
It really doesn't seem like someone with any problems.
"The ballet is perfect."
This was the most perfect performance he had ever seen.
Jimo Li remembered it silently, then raised his eyes and looked at Sheng Wu. His deep black pupils were looking at the girl with a perfect life in front of him.
The pair of eyes that were used to observing faces and analyzing expressions, at this moment, fell on Sheng Wu's beautiful face, and unexpectedly.
I can't see anything.
Sheng Wu raised her eyebrows slightly, chuckled, and her voice softened.
"So, what did you feel?"
Her soft and gentle fox eyes curved with a natural and gentle care.
Jimo Li looked at her. His eyes were sharp, as if scrutinizing her, stripping away all disguised sharpness, but...
Sheng Wu's eyes were indeed pure and clear, without any worldly desires.
It had no effect on his eyes that could penetrate people's hearts.
Jimo Li twisted the pen in his hand unconsciously and uttered four words in an indifferent voice.
"Go crazy, enjoy it."
Sheng Wu's eyes remained unchanged as she continued to look at him with a gentle and calm gaze.
Jimo Li looked straight at her, pursed his cool, moist red lips, and his voice trembled and slowly flowed out from his chest, making people relax.
"Knowing it's impossible, one still pursues that moonlight, even at all costs, with madness. However, even if one finally touches the moon and is completely consumed by it, it may seem tragic. However, one feels a perverse sense of satisfaction at having achieved one's wish."
If it were someone else, they would probably feel sad and regretful.
But he, who was sitting in the first row, vaguely felt a strange atmosphere.
Hearing this, Sheng Wu couldn't help but smile, her eyes curved, "Is that so? As a performer, I didn't know there could be such an interpretation."
As she spoke, Sheng Wu leaned forward slightly, raised her fair hands that had never done any heavy work, poured a cup of hot water, and did not hand it directly to Jimo Li.
Instead, she placed it on the table, pushing it steadily towards him with her fingertips.
"However, I heard that Mr. Jimo is a criminal psychologist and is often invited to participate in various criminal cases. He is particularly good at studying abnormal criminal psychology. Logically speaking, with Mr. Jimo's status, he should not be interested in ordinary psychological consultations."
"So, I'm very curious, why did you agree to my invitation to be a hypnotist..." Jimo is a compound surname.
Sheng Wu stared at him intently, her eyes clear, with a hint of charm at the corners of her eyes. Her features were perfect and exquisite, the kind that would amaze anyone who saw them.
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