Mental Illness
Chapter 200:Mental Illness
Feng Zhenguo stood at the end of the corridor and smoked, saw me come out with the Changlong elephant, he rushed to meet me and asked me how?Can this be judged?
“Not for the time being.”I said truthfully, wrinkled with my eyebrows, and said, "I am a gentleman, a modern-educated man, and there are many ghosts in the world, but most of the appalling things... are not necessarily ghosts."
“What do you mean?”Feng Zhenguo stood still.
"He seemed to be controlled by his face, at least it seemed, but I thought it was a little wrong."The more I said, the more I felt confused, murmured: "If it is a ghost, outside the living body, it will inevitably spread some gloom, but when Li Qingshan is controlled by his face, there is no such symptom..."
“Why is that?”Feng Zhenguo frowned: “Isn’t it hard to live with an adult face?”Do you control his body?After all, we don’t know anything about people, maybe...”
“Uncle Feng, you said this person is not mentally ill, is he?”I asked tentatively, making a hypothesis: “If he were a psychopath, it would all make sense, a bit like the split in their personality.”
"We also suspected this at first, but also to find some doctors to identify, the conclusions they reached a little vague ah..." Feng Zhenguo grinned bitterly: "Li Qingshan is a normal person, more normal than anyone else, but as long as someone touches a human face, he will become a murderer in an instant ... or, in other words, a beast trapped by us."
“What is the final conclusion?”I asked.
“intermittent personality separation, which is what we call personality division.”Feng Zhenguo sighed: "At least for now this conclusion."
“Uncle Feng, I don’t remember mentally ill killing people, right?”The dragon asked coldly.
“No breaking the law.”Feng Zhenguo's expression was more difficult to see, shaking his head: "But now nothing can be sure of coming down, Li Qingshan's case, the above-lined, those doctors gave a preliminary inference, and then there are other tests waiting for him."
I nodded, not speaking, thinking silently.
If Li Qingshan is really mentally ill, then he will inevitably be seen by those doctors, if he is not, just simply possessed by ghosts, then this work really has to be left to us.
When he returned, Feng Zhenguo took out two archival bags and handed it to me, not only the details of the Li family's death case, but also many color photos, as well as the previous records of Li Qingshan.
Sitting in the taxi, I looked at the information, and the Changlong elephant also came to look at it with great interest, but I guess he understood nothing.
“Is the psychiatric test so difficult?”
The Changlong elephant looked at the stack of identification data and suddenly wondered: "Why look at the book, so thick, how did they make it?"
“Psychiatry is very troublesome, not only through talking to patients, but also through a series of clinical observation...” I looked at the data, although I did not study this door, but still can understand some: “The conclusion of their initial personality split should be through conversation, and the next step is to do other appraisals.”
“Suddenly, I remembered something.”Changlong said with great interest, "I have a bastard on the other side of my hometown, about the same age as me, and then killed, let the police catch, pretending to be mentally ill."
“Failure?”I laughed.
“Failure.”The Changlong elephant nodded, "Really, I saw my grandson when he pretended to be ill, and it was more true than real mental illness, but I don't know how he was seen."
"I don't know the specific content of the psychiatric evaluation, but I feel that the pathological indicators in the human body are not controlled by people, just like you pretend to have stomach pain, can you imitate the corresponding pathological indicators of stomach pain in your body?"I shrugged my shoulders: "Moreover, some people pretend to be sick to put their brains out, I once heard a friend said that there was a man in his old family who committed a case, and then pretended to be mentally ill, and wanted to get rid of the crime by this method, and the result was that the first appraisal was deony."
“What feet?”The dragon asked me curiously.
"The doctor said that most people who have intermittent psychosis have the effect of devouring foreign objects, many of them are eating nasal shit and gnaw nails, and the animal is also stupid, and when they do identification, they gnaw their nails in front of the doctor and gnaw off their noses."I laughed: "Because of this, many people began to suspect him, and then took him to do a few identifications, and clinical observation for a few days, and finally the murderer was convicted."
With that, I closed the data, looked in front of the car, saw that I was about to go to the pharmacy, and I took out the money in advance to hand it to the driver.
“Brother, like this kind of person who pretends to be sick and escapes, no one should have succeeded?”
“As far as I know, no.”
I laughed, and when the car stopped, I went down with the dragon elephant.
“In fact, pretending to be sick is a very smart choice, if you commit murder and are convicted of mental illness, you have to spend a long time in a mental hospital...” I whispered: “I once went to a mental hospital, especially a place where special patients were held, and my friend took me to see it, it was not normal people who could adapt, really.”
“Where do criminal psychopaths live?”
“Yes, and it will be forced to be treated, and even if he is not mentally ill, sooner or later he will have to be forced out.”I laughed, "It's no different than going to jail, it's going to lose your freedom, and it's mental torture... that's not something we ordinary people can afford."
When I opened the door, I saw my grandfather sitting in the hall drinking tea, and seeing what he meant, it should be waiting for us to come back.
"Lord, we are back."
“What is it?”
The old man asked, put down the newspaper in his hand, full of gossip: "What does that human face look like?"Scary, isn't it?"
“A little.”I nodded, grabbed an apple and ate it twice, and said vaguely, "This is more complicated than we think, I can't come to a conclusion in a short time, I have to observe a few more days."
I picked up an apple and threw it at the Changlong elephant and continued: "This thing may not be related to ghosts and gods, just a simple spiritual problem, a psychological problem."
The old man was also very interested in this matter, and when he smoked a cigarette, he urged me to tell him about it quickly.
"This is the information that Uncle Feng gave me, look at it, I will tell you..."
In fact, I still have some sympathy for Li Qingshan, if you change the angle, let me have a face on the back of my head, and there is such a thing... Really, I may not be able to bear it, at least I can't do Li Qingshan so calmly.
“Can he communicate with that face?”Grandpa asked me.
"I didn't ask him about it, but Uncle Feng told me about it, and he said he couldn't."
“If he’s really mentally ill, that is, if they’re a schizophrenic personality, aren’t we doing useless work?”The old man put down the information in his hand and said, "Even if he has no problem in spirit, he is only controlled by that face, how should the country be judged?"Cut that face?“Do you really think it’s an apple?”
"Lord, if it is a simple personality split, and there is no wrongness, you say... will the soul of that person split into two souls?"
Hearing this, the old man also staggered, I think he did not think I would ask this.
"I don't know."The old man scratched his head: "I haven't studied it, but I feel like I can't."
“Why?”I asked.
"From ancient times to the present, there has never been a situation of soul division, the soul can be scattered, can be chaotic, can die, but if it is said to split it into two independent individuals..."
“That is to say, personality splits are psychological and mental illness of living people...” I muttered, “Will this disease appear in the soul?”
“I think it might happen.”The old man took a cigarette and smiled and said, “Which of the wicked devils we meet doesn’t look like a mentally ill person?”
“This is it.”I nodded my head.
“Do you have a solution to this?”Grandpa asked.
I didn't say anything, I thought silently for a moment, and finally nodded and said, yes.
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