Sin is more serious than any other disease because it affects the soul. — Dereta
The door was opened, and Yang Yuqing raised her head to look at the person in front of her. It was a middle-aged man in his fifties who looked amiable. The wall behind him is full of awards and trophies, recording countless honors.
The man smiled and said, "Come in, let's conduct today's supervision."
In the psychological circle of Huadu, there is no one who does not know him. He is Professor Zhang Junzhi Zhang, and he is also the supervisor of many psychological counselors.
Psychological supervision is a professional guidance for psychotherapists and an important part of analyzing clinical experience and clarifying ideas.
Zhang Junzhi has worked in the psychology industry in Huadu for nearly 30 years, bringing out countless students and training countless psychotherapists.
Yang Yuqing and An Yuci were all his students.
Soothing music was playing in the supervision room, and the humidifier next to it spewed white mist with a faint fragrance.
Yang Yuqing sat in the chair. From the moment she saw Professor Zhang, her mood improved a lot.
Zhang Junzhi asked her, "Do you still have that dream recently?"
Yang Yuqing's eyes blinked: "I haven't dreamed of An Yuci for a while."
Zhang Junzhi sighed: "As a supervisor, I didn't expect him to do such a thing. At first, I introduced him to the past, hoping to help you. Later, I noticed that there was something wrong with him, and persuaded him, But it doesn't seem to work."
Yang Yuqing said: "Professor Zhang... Although we all study psychology, but sometimes the deeper we learn, the better we understand. In fact, we can't control a person's heart, nor can we change his future... We are those people. Bystanders on the spiritual path can clearly see people's spiritual tracks and remind them of the danger ahead and left and right. But they can't help them save their lives."
Yang Yuqing believes that An Yuci is a person who is good at disguising.
Just like they couldn't save every patient, Zhang Junzhi, as a supervisor, didn't find any abnormality in An Yuci, which was forgivable.
Professor Zhang has so many students and is very busy every day. As a supervisor, he should also be under enormous pressure.
It can be said that he devoted his whole life to the psychological career, and has yet to marry and have children.
Yang Yuqing is a little haggard, and the recent events have come one after another, which makes her a little overwhelmed: "I am now a lot less optimistic about life and death. Especially recently about Uncle Wang... He was also my father's friend at the beginning, and he has been running the clinic since then. How helpful. I didn't expect him to suddenly…”
Yang Yuqing also just received the news that Deputy Bureau Wang committed suicide. In the past, she would go to see this uncle almost every festival.
Not to mention anything else, setting her psychological clinic as a designated psychological clinic every year solves more than half of the clinic's business and funding problems.
Zhang Junzhi said: "As a friend of Wang Shaogu for many years, I got the news very suddenly." When he said this, he asked her again, "Is the operation of the clinic going well recently?"
Yang Yuqing nodded: "Fortunately, thank you for subletting such a cheap consultation room to me..."
Professor Zhang said: "It's right to take care of the younger generation. Come, let's stop gossip and start today's supervision. Which patients have you met recently and how are they doing?"
Yang Yuqing talked to Professor Zhang about the patients she encountered recently. Professor Zhang instructed her on how to deal with it, helped her conduct a review, sorted them out one by one, and gave her some suggestions.
In the second half of the journey, Yang Yuqing felt a little sleepy after smelling the fragrance in the house.
In psychotherapy, this kind of situation will occur, but suddenly fell asleep during the supervision process, which is obviously extremely disrespectful to the supervising teacher.
She tried her best to keep her eyes wide open to keep herself awake, but she still felt that her consciousness was drifting away.
For some questions, she answered a little vaguely, feeling that her brain stopped thinking, and often asked Zhang Junzhi to repeat the question before being able to answer it.
At the back, Zhang Junzhi was basically talking, and she kept humming.
The instinctive response of the brain is that what the teacher says makes sense and what the teacher says is right.
An hour passed quickly.
When Yang Yuqing got up, Professor Zhang asked, "By the way, it seems that consultant Su from the police station hasn't come for a while?"
Yang Yuqing was stunned: "Yeah, he was busy a while ago and pushed back twice. I asked him to come over next Wednesday. It seems that there is a new case in the police station, so he has been busy."
She didn't say something. The police who came to the doctor recently revealed to her inadvertently that the case seemed to be related to Deputy Director Wang's suicide. She wanted to ensure that the news of the police station would not go out, so she did not say it.
Zhang Junzhi's expression was not unexpected: "There seem to be quite a lot of cases recently." He said here again, "I was just about to confirm the time of the next supervision with you, I only have time on Wednesday, our next supervision , early next Wednesday too. See you in your clinic later."
In the interrogation room of the General Administration, Lu Junchi sat in front of Xu Shuang and looked at Xu Shuang in front of him.
The one who was in charge of recording was Qu Ming. The dossier in front of them had been changed to a new one, with several numbers written on it: 372.
Now this case is named after that institute and is collectively referred to as the 372 case.
This is a long-distance interrogation. In order to get more information from Xu Shuang, they have been interrogating her for more than five hours.
At first, Xu Shuang was reluctant to say too much.
Lu Junchi personally grinded her, from the initial information checking, building a relationship of trust, and then putting pressure on her, assuming a "good person".
After a set of procedures, she finally began to confess to her crime.
The lights in the interrogation room were a little dim, Xu Shuang lowered his head and recalled for a moment: "I have been there many times, and that place is the west side of the city... I remember... The sign says 372 Research Institute, and it is called 372 Heart by the people inside. Institute."
"Can you remember how you got there every time?"
"It was my father who drove me there... The memory of this passage has always been very vague. I can only remember some sporadic passages, like one point at a time." Xu Shuang seemed to be a little irritable when he said this. Shaking her head, she was disgusted by the memory loss, her brain was like a magnetic tape, demagnetized.
"How old were you then?"
"About twelve years old, no, maybe younger... Still in elementary school."
"How did you discover your anomaly in the first place?"
"I have liked watching war movies since I was a child. I remember I was about six years old. I once saw Transformers, where Optimus Prime was killed. It flowed out, the blue eyes darkened, and at that moment, something moved in my mind, and I suddenly realized, I like this, I'm not normal."
"I like to watch things break, and I like to watch explosion scenes the most. I feel beautiful and I feel satisfied. I watched many war movies over and over again, and then I began to have fantasies. My mother After reading an article in my diary, I was sent to a psychiatrist in a panic, I received psychological counseling for about a year, and it did not improve at all, and then I was sent to 372."
Lu Junchi continued to ask, "What's it like there? Can you describe it?"
"I remember that it was a white building, and the people nearby called it Xiaobailou. Every time I go there, I go down, and I need to go through a long underground corridor. This section of the road requires walking. For several minutes, there were many iron doors in the corridor, and strange noises would be heard from the iron doors."
"What's that sound?"
"It's like the roar of a beast locked in a cage, the shaking of the iron door, the harsh sound of fingernails rubbing against the iron door, as if a monster is locked in those doors and will rush out at any time. …”
"Are you sure that there are animals inside?"
Xu Shuang shook his head: "I think those sounds are made by humans, but I can't imagine the circumstances under which humans would make such sounds."
Then she lowered her head and said, "I think I was hypnotized by those people, and their hypnosis wanted me to forget those detailed experiences, the faces of those doctors, but those memories were too clear in my mind. I did this later. I have had nightmares for a long time, and the nightmares are about those doors and the people inside them. I gradually remembered something. Now that I think about it, maybe the people inside are visitors like me."
"What did they do to you while you were inside?"
"At that time, I was locked in a room, and there was a man in a white coat who kept asking me various questions."
"Is that person a man or a woman?"
"I can't remember, just remember to wear a mask."
"What was the question he asked you about?"
"The thoughts in my mind... about killing and exploding." Xu Shuang paused, then raised his head in confusion, "He will encourage me to record the pictures and things that come to my mind with words and pictures. Study it all."
"What did you draw?"
"It's some very cruel images... It seems that after drawing and describing those things, I feel freed, normal. So at the beginning, my parents thought that sending me there would be effective. Later, they began to Encourage me to dissect small animals, from guinea pigs to bunnies."
Xu Shuang knew that the evil thoughts in her heart were nourished and thrived.
"When did they contact you again?"
"About five years ago, a man called and said he hoped I could work with them, and if I worked with them, they would give me what I wanted to do, and they would give me money. If I didn't Work with them and he'll tell everyone else about me..."
Xu Shuang touched her hair: "I was too naive back then. I didn't think I was short of money. My parents already knew about my abnormality, and I didn't think they could threaten me."
Having said this, she smiled bitterly, "But then my boyfriend and I became pregnant out of wedlock, and we were preparing for our wedding. One day, the man left in a hurry."
"What did he know?" Lu Junchi asked guessingly.
Xu Shuang nodded: "The child was four months old at that time. I gave birth to him and became an unwed mother. My parents felt that I was a shame for the family and refused to help me. The child has a serious congenital heart. Sick, I took care of him by myself and couldn't sleep all night, I think this is God's punishment for me. After he passed away, those people found me again... "
The interrogation room was silent for a few seconds.
Xu Shuang raised his head, his eyes were a little tired: "This time, I agree..."
This is the process of her falling and becoming a devil.
Constant coercion and temptation prompted her to join in.
Obviously, 372 has classified the people who visited it and organized the information. After the children of that year grew up, those behind the scenes appeared again. They have the list of the research institutes and can easily pick them out. They know their weaknesses, know their secrets, and use money to tempt them to obey orders.
After Su Hui listened to the interrogation, when it was time to organize the information, he picked up his cane and walked into the office next to him.
In the interrogation room next door, Yao Fei, who had finished the third round of interrogation, caught up with him and followed him: "I'm so thirsty, don't you have a water dispenser in your temporary office?"
His nose moved slightly, and he looked at the cup on Su Hui's table: "What's this smell?"
"Qiao Ze, pour him a glass of water." After Su Hui finished speaking, he picked up the thermos cup placed in the observation room and took a sip.
In the thermos cup was the pear water that Lu Junchi had boiled for him, and the pears used were fragrant pears from Xinjiang, which were mixed with a little Chuanbei powder, rock sugar, and a few grains of wolfberry.
The water has been boiled for a long time, with the unique aroma of pears and the bitterness of Chuanbei, it is slightly bitter and sweet to drink.
Although it couldn't stop the cough completely, it made him feel a lot more comfortable.
Qiao Ze sighed, went to get a disposable paper cup, and poured Yao Fei a glass of warm water.
"At least, let's have some coffee..." Yao Fei took it, looked at the boiled water in his hand with disgust, and then looked at the thermos cup Su Hui was drinking. Then he took the confession and looked at it, "Isn't this all about the same as the news I got there. Your investigation efficiency is really fast."
After Yao Fei finished speaking, he drank the water in the water cup and handed the empty paper cup to Qiao Ze: "One more cup."
Qiao Ze raised his head, took the empty glass, and looked at him with a little fear. He looked back at Su Hui, who nodded, and then he got up and poured him another glass.
To be honest, Qiao Ze still doesn't know how to correct his attitude towards Yao Fei. The identity of this former colleague is like a person involved and a police informant.
Bureau Tan and Mr. Su got it right, and gave him a temporary pass. During the investigation of Case 372, they gave him a temporary office so that he could walk around the yard and enter the office of the serious crime team.
Qiao Ze looked at him, still treating him as a dangerous person, always on guard.
Su Hui also looked down at the data files.
With the further interrogation of Xu Shuang, Dai Yuansheng, and Bi Shanyu, combined with the information brought to them by Yao Fei, the police now have a certain understanding of the place 372.
This is a somewhat mysterious institution.
The entire institution was renovated from a former old factory, located on the outskirts of Huadu, where it is now a public green space.
The agency is very secretive, leaving little information behind.
They searched all over the Internet, but could not find the clear person in charge and registration information of this institution, not to mention the source of taxation and money, let alone the employee information and patient information.
Correspondingly, the police also have no way of knowing the specific years of existence of this institution, the size of it, and how many people there are in total.
Although they have now obtained some confessions, there is no way to organize the information effectively.
After the interrogation of Xu Shuang, Lu Junchi came out of the interrogation room, took all the newly searched information from the serious crime team, and handed it to Su Hui.
Qiao Ze pointed and said: "I also conducted a related online search here. The only thing I found was a job posting from more than ten years ago. It was still an era when the Internet was not yet developed, and the information was posted on a same-city forum. inner."
It was a long-dated message, and the message was written very simply:
"A large number of college students are recruited to participate in psychological experiments in the summer. The duration is forty-five days, including food, lodging, clothing, and paid. If you are interested, you can add me for an interview."
Many people below asked him what the experiment content was and what requirements he had, but the poster didn't get much response.
The word 372 appears only once in the reply.
Someone was interested and asked where to go for an interview. The account numbered: "Changyuan Road, No. 372."
"The road has been re-divided now, but check the map from 20 years ago. It should be on Changyuan Road. It seems that 372 is named after the place name." Lu Junchi frowned, "What kind of psychological test needs to recruit a lot of people. Students? And it seems to be sneaky, not mentioning the content of the experiment at all."
Yao Fei looked at it: "It requires multiple psychological experiments, and the scope is wide, such as using the basement of that building..." Having said that, he looked at Su Hui.
Su Hui understood, rubbed his brows and said, "I also suspect that those people want to do the Stanford Prison Experiment."
This can be imagined from Xu Shuang's description of the environment. The underground of the Xiaobai Building sounds very much like an irregular prison.
Judging from the information they have now, what these people have done in the research institute and the experiments they have conducted are undoubtedly illegal.
So is it possible that someone has used the place to find college students and conduct that experiment
Qiao Ze asked, "Is that the mock prison experiment?"
Su nodded back.
Among the many psychological experiments, the Stanford Prison Laboratory is very famous. The experiment simulates a real "prison" environment, with students playing the roles of prison guards and prisoners.
According to the reports at the time and the materials left behind, during the experiment, the students were brought into a deep state of identity, unable to extricate themselves, and suffered serious physical and mental harm.
The experiment was conducted in 1971 and has been controversial in the psychology community since then.
There was a great deal of interest in this experiment, and several books and even a movie covered it.
Later, many people expressed doubts about the results of the trial.
It is believed that the short-term exchange of identities will not result in the results described in the report at the time, and will not disturb people's minds.
Later, psychologists pointed out that Professor Philip Zimbardo, who conducted the test, wrote the test report for the sake of sensationalizing the results, and he had the possibility of falsification.
There are even recordings to prove that the brutal behavior of the "prison guards" at that time was guided by the presiding professor, and the screaming prisoners were also a kind of performance.
This is like a reality show, so its final performance and conclusions are not so credible.
In order to prove this, the best way to clarify the conclusion is probably to repeat the experiment.
"But these are just my guesses..." Su Hui said cautiously.
Lu Jun said lately: "There must be someone who knows what happened back then, and we can collect relevant evidence."
"Deputy Bureau Wang suddenly committed suicide. It is very likely that the other party has been alerted. This shows that our current investigation direction is correct. In Tibet, in retreat, for us, now is the best time to pursue the victory.”
What he said was right, but everyone else in the serious crime team was at a loss.
Lao Qu muttered: "It seems that there are a lot of clues, and those people have also said a lot of information, but there is nothing to follow."
How easy is this case...