The strongest dream therapist

Chapter 43: Delivery
Wang Fugui comforted him, "It's none of your business, don't take it to heart."

Fu Yuan hummed in a depressed tone.

Wang Fugui opened Meituan and handed it to her: "Pick a restaurant and we'll order takeout."

Fu Yuan took the phone, swiped a few times, and saw the recommendation of KFC delivery. He turned his head and asked Wang Fugui, "Do you still like to eat this?"

He opened the ZTO Express and pointed to the latest event, introducing it to her: "This is the latest event, linked with Pokémon, and you will get a random toy."

Fu Yuan looked at his expression and nodded.

"Okay, then we'll eat this."

Wang Fugui was a little confused and frowned: "You don't like Pokémon, right?"

Fu Yuan raised the corner of his mouth, then suppressed it with some effort: "Well, I don't like it."

Ordered a set meal for three.

Fu Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, facing the mirror. The mirror was very clear and reflected the room realistically.

There were two large beds in the room, with crisp white sheets. Wang Fugui was sitting on the bed, playing with his phone. There was a warm yellow crystal chandelier. There was a desk not far away, and a 90cm tall panda doll on the desk...

Fu Yuan closed his eyes and felt as if he had penetrated the wall, and saw another empty room. The layout was the same as here, and seemed to be symmetrical on both sides.

"...You've really done a great job." Wang Fugui saw that Fu Yuan didn't say anything and thought she was still sad, so he comforted her while looking at his phone.

"Guess how long it has been since I first came into contact with the case?"

Fu Yuan guessed: "Two years?"

She was guessing too high. If it was two years, then Wang Fugui would be 10 years old that year, which would not be too exaggerated.

Without even looking up, Wang Fugui said to Fu Yuan, "When I was six years old, I awakened my abilities. My parents thought it was something serious, so they turned me in."

"It was a coincidence that day that someone called the police station and reported that Director Jiang's daughter had been kidnapped. The kidnapper was a terrorist, mentally twisted, and would rather die than take someone else with him. He stood on the rooftop and shouted at the police station, accusing them of incompetence."

"He was wearing time bombs strapped to his body and no one was allowed to get close to him."

Fu Yuan was intrigued by what he said: "And then?"

Wang Fugui looked up at her, a hint of youthful pride on his face. "Then, of course, I took action. After the sniper killed him, I was responsible for transporting the bomb across the distance to the military training ground."

"Wow, you're so strong!" Fu Yuan gave the young boy enough emotion.

When Fu Yuan thought about how Wang Fugui had to come into contact with such a cruel and vicious person when he was only 6 years old, he felt more and more that he was strong inside.

"So..." Wang Fugui said to Fu Yuan earnestly, "I studied with them on and off for six years to get to where I am today. You don't have to feel bad about yourself. You can also learn slowly. I went through the same thing as you did back then."

As he spoke, he managed a word of encouragement: "You are also very useful. The information you provided is very accurate. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to find Lao Li."

When the topic of Old Li came up, Fu Yuan became interested and asked Wang Fugui, "Does Captain Guo really know that Old Li? Why do I feel like Old Li never recognized him?"

"Um……"

Wang Fugui pondered for a moment and asked Fu Yuan, "Do you still remember the name of that printing shop?"

Fu Yuan said, "Xinhong Printing Shop."

Wang Fugui asked, "What's written next to their sign?"

Fu Yuan recalled, "Li's 20 years of reputation?"

Wang Fugui gave her a look and let her figure it out on her own.

Fu Yuan realized that Captain Guo didn't actually know Lao Li, he just called him that casually... Waiting for takeout was boring, so Fu Yuan continued to ask, "So are we waiting for news from Captain Guo now?"

Wang Fugui flipped through his phone: "Maybe. I mainly listen to Captain Guo. He has the ideas."

Fu Yuan thought of the portrait artist and asked, "When you discovered that the painter was the traitor, why didn't you confront him or send someone to guard him? What if he ran away?"

Thinking about their behavior along the way, Fu Yuan understood that they had guessed it long ago, but he just didn't understand why they were still acting with the portrait artist.

Wang Fugui looked at her dimly: "It was right not to tell you at that time..."

Fu Yuan:?
Wang Fugui: "Have you heard the story of startling the snake by stirring up trouble?"

Fu Yuan nodded: "Are you sure you can use that line to pull out the big fish behind? You don't have to worry about the line breaking and the fish escaping."

Wang Fugui stared at the ceiling dimly. "Who knows? Captain Guo has his own plans."

Hearing him say this, Fu Yuan was surprised: "What is Captain Guo's background? I think he is only 26 years old now, how did he become the captain?"

Wang Fugui said: "I don't know either. He was already there when I started working there."

Fu Yuan was even more surprised. He did some calculations and said, "Doesn't that mean he passed the civil service exam at the age of 20? Shouldn't a normal person still be in college?"

Wang Fugui continued to shake his head, put his phone on the bed, and gossiped with Fu Yuan: "I heard that his mother is a financial tycoon, and his father is a director or something, anyway, he is also a high-ranking official. But these are all rumors from others, I don't know anything, so if you gossip in the future, don't say it was me."

Fu Yuan nodded: "I definitely won't tell you, I never thought..."

Her thoughts began to jump again: "Why did you judge that it was not hypnosis, but direct control of someone's body?"

Wang Fugui said, "I'm just talking nonsense. If it was hypnosis, he should have followed a set program, but our conversation was random. I felt more like he was a different person, like you said before, 'a changed core.'"

The two chatted casually when the doorbell rang and a voice said:
"Open the door, I'm a delivery man—"

Wang Fugui didn't think much about it and stood up to open the door.

Fu Yuan felt something was wrong, so he quickly grabbed him and shook his head at him.

Wang Fugui understood what she meant instantly. He opened up a space with one hand and brought her in. Fu Yuan closed her eyes on her own initiative.

Wang Fugui asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Yuan whispered, "Something's not right. I don't think the person outside looks like a delivery man. Think about it, are delivery men usually in a hurry?"

Wang Fugui immediately understood and his face turned pale.

Most deliverymen just knock on the door with their hands. Who would actually ring the doorbell?
Even if they ring the doorbell, they can't help but knock on the door. This is the inevitable result of their being in a hurry and in a hurry.

And that delivery man just now...

Is he a delivery man?

Is he possessed, or is he impersonating someone else?

No matter which one it is, there is a certain risk in opening the door just now.

Fu Yuan comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, we'll just pretend he's not here. If he really is the delivery man, he'll definitely call you and say he left it at the door."

Wang Fugui's face was bitter, and he looked like he was about to cry: "I left my phone on the bed..."

　La la la la ~ A chapter of relaxation is randomly dropped.

(End of this chapter)