Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 35: Familiar patients

10:31 in the morning.

Du Wei took a stack of papers and sat on the sofa.

On the opposite side is Mina and her child with a reserved face.

Originally, before the oppressive feeling of that dream, that is, yesterday, Du Wei planned to contact his former patients. Some people's medical records are really strange, and they may be related to evil spirits.

For example, on January 12, Mia's family, accompanied by her family members, came to consult her illness.

Claiming that there is an indestructible and indelible doll in her family——Annabelle.

For example, on February 17, a little girl named Reagan believed that she was a man named Hody after a game of evocation, and her parents explained that Hody was imagined by Reagan. partner.

For example, on February 28th, the boy with clown phobia...

But after having that dream, Du Wei temporarily suppressed this idea because it would take time.

So he chose to make two-handed preparations.

……

Withdrawing his thoughts, Du Wei glanced at Mina across from him, and then filled in the following information in the form on the paper.

【Name: Mina】

[Age: 34 years old]

[Gender: Female]

[Occupation: None]

[Illness: The specific manifestation is that she dreams of the death picture of her brother and husband, and sleeps for longer and longer, and at the same time always feels that there is an invisible person following her]

After finishing the last word, Du Wei put down his pen.

"About the situation, Father Tony told me on the phone, then Ms. Mina... No, Mrs. Mina, I may need to communicate with you about some details."

Speaking of this, Du Wei looked at the child leaning against Mrs. Mina.

This is a 14-year-old blond girl with her head down, seeming a little withdrawn.

Mrs. Mina sighed involuntarily when she heard Du Wei's words: "I will tell you everything."

Her expression was a little dazed, as if she was lost in memory, her slightly hunched back made her look older than she actually was.

"Mr. Exorcist, I... I don't know how to put it I alone feel that I have encountered an evil spirit."

Du Wei nodded and said calmly: "I heard Father Tony say this, but I'm the one who solves the problem, so please don't worry about it."

"OK..."

Mrs. Mina breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "The thing is like this, my brother Luke Conan Doyle died of an evil spirit incident, probably after 12 o'clock the next night, I dreamed It's him."

"I remember very clearly, the dream was in his recording studio, um...he is a cv, and he specializes in dubbing some programs, you should know this profession, right?"

Du Wei hummed and motioned for her to continue.

"That's good, I'm worried that you can't understand the scene I'm describing."

Mrs. Mina's complexion softened a little, and then she became nervous again: "The recording studio is not big, but the sound insulation effect is very good. He is standing outside the recording studio, expressionless, wet all over, like It's like getting caught in the rain."

"At that time, I had lost contact with him and called the police, so I asked him where he was at the first time. He didn't answer me, but pointed to the door of the recording studio, as if hinting It's the same as what you wear."

"Then, to my devastation, the moment he pointed to the door, the studio door opened.

His whole body seemed to be pulled by some kind of force at an extreme speed, and he entered the recording studio in the next second, and the door closed at the same time. "

"But I found that my perspective has also entered the recording studio."

Hearing this, the image of the recording studio could not help appearing in Du Wei's mind. The small space represents a sense of urgency and psychological depression.

Mrs. Mina continued: "I saw him floating up strangely, and then twisted together from head to toe, his clothes and flesh were twisted together.

Blood splashed all over the recording studio, I just looked at him like that, but I couldn't do anything, I wanted to scream, but I couldn't, I wanted to run away, but I couldn't move my eyes. "

"Blood... more and more, and soon I found that the blood on the floor of the entire recording studio was rising crazily, and I could even feel that smelly and sticky feeling crawling all over my body skin."

"When I woke up, my whole body was exhausted, as if I was dead."

"I almost collapsed, Mr. Exorcist, I told my husband about this, but he didn't believe it at all, what should I do?"

After Madam Mina finished speaking, she couldn't help sobbing in a low voice. She buried her face in her hands, her body trembling uncontrollably.

And Du Wei just hummed calmly. In fact, he couldn't empathize with him.

However, as an "exorcist", he naturally has to be gentle.

So, Du Wei comforted her and said: "I can understand your fear and fear, please rest assured, I will do my best to help you solve this matter, please tell me about the next thing Let's go."

"Well, thank you, Mr. Exorcist."

Mrs. Mina thanked, and then said: "Later, I had another dream, this time it was about my husband, he is the director of a large auction house, I don't know the specific situation , but I suspect that his death is related to an auction item."

"Large auction house? Does he work in Bosen in the center of New York?"

"Yes ~IndoMTL.com~ is the Bosen Auction House."

"Well, that is indeed a large auction house, so what is the auction item?"

When Du Wei heard the word auction house, he couldn't help but frowned, because the antique clock at home was bought by Alex at the Person Auction House.

Moreover, it is an auction item again...

Subconsciously, Du Wei looked at the antique clock hanging on the wall. The overlapping hands were still turning tirelessly, as if they would never stop.

Mrs. Mina didn't know what Du Wei was thinking, she just recalled what happened in her dream and continued to describe it.

"It's a gold brooch. I heard my husband mention it. It's a product of the last century. It seems to be related to some kind of religion, and there is a letter on it, but it has been artificially worn off. He can only vaguely see va, and of course he can't be sure."

"Oh, by the way, when I saw him in my dream, it was before I met you last time. It was raining that day. I dreamed that he seemed to be on a bus with the gold coin hanging on his chest. Brooch."

"I waved at him, but he pointed to the gold brooch, and then he seemed to want to tell me something, opened his mouth and shouted loudly, but I couldn't hear any sound."

"Then, he seemed desperate, and ignored me, but slammed his body against the car door crazily. I guess he wanted to escape, but it didn't work."

"I kept calling him in my dream, but he couldn't hear him at all, and kept banging, and soon bled a lot. I couldn't do anything, I could only watch him banging on the car door again and again until He... I just woke up from my dream."

"And yesterday, I had another dream..."

"It's about myself..."