The strongest dream therapist

Chapter 58 Zhan Peng
Chi Zhanpeng is tall and thin, wears gold-rimmed glasses, and looks like a scholar.

When Fu Yuan saw him, he was playing the guqin.

Not knowing what was being played, she listened to the music and inexplicably thought of her dream last night. The two piano sounds seemed somewhat similar.

The timbre is deep, the lingering sound is far-reaching, the notes are well-arranged and complement each other, crisp and bright, like pearls falling on jade. It is also like the sound of a zither, like a breeze on your face, and white clouds lingering around, making you feel as if you are above the clouds.

She thought of Song Yiyu again, the senior who could also play the guzheng, but she is no longer with us.

Subconsciously, she developed a liking for Chi Zhanpeng.

After the song ended, Chi Zhanpeng ended it beautifully, then slowly raised his eyes to look at the two of them, "You're here."

"Mr. Chi."

Wang Fugui nodded and did not reply. Fu Yuan called out, and Chi Zhanpeng nodded slightly.

Guo Yu greeted him from the side and said to Chi Zhanpeng, "Fugui'er is a little weak and hasn't recovered yet."

He poured Wang Fugui a small cup of hot tea and said with a smile, "He brought this Biluochun tea. You should take it orally."

"have a good rest."

Chi Zhanpeng stood up from the cushion and looked at Fu Yuan. "Are you Fu Yuan, the healer?"

Hearing the familiar name, Fu Yuan felt a little embarrassed and nodded.

Chi Zhanpeng was indeed not good at speaking. Fu Yuan didn't know whether he was too "straightforward" or too arrogant when he said this.

"I heard your ability is to enter dreams?"

He asked with interest.

Fu Yuan continued to nod, feeling that Wu Ping was being questioned by her, and felt quite unhappy.

She questioned Wu Ping in that manner because she was innocent, but because of Wu Ping, she was implicated in the kidnapping case. Furthermore, Wu Ping was evasive and even used her powers against her, rarely telling the truth.

But why did Chi Zhanpeng ask her that?
Guo Yu tried to smooth things over: "It's time for dinner. Why don't we go eat first? We can talk more on the way."

"How wide is the range of your dreams?" Chi Zhanpeng immediately grasped the key point and asked, "Is it true that as long as the dreamer's emotions fluctuate greatly, they will be pulled in?"

Fu Yuan nodded, this is not a secret.

It’s just the range of the dream… “I don’t know the range, maybe around 1 kilometer?”

In fact, it should be larger than this range, but for some reason, Fu Yuan doesn't really want to tell the truth.

Chi Zhanpeng nodded, "I see. I understand."

As if sensing Fu Yuan's displeasure, he coughed twice and said, "Captain Guo Yu must have told you about me. You can call me a hypnotist."

"But my ability isn't as strong as a hypnotist's. I can only make people forget certain things, and this forgetfulness isn't permanent. It's a bit like me hiding their memories. At some point in the future, they might still remember them."

"Wow, that's amazing..." Fu Yuan complimented him cooperatively, "It sounds really useful, at least much more useful than mine."

Chi Zhanpeng chuckled twice, "Don't think so. Mediators are different from ordinary people. You are already very good, but you may not have found your place yet."

Wang Fugui lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fu Yuan didn't know how to respond, so he could only say, "I still need to learn from my predecessors..."

Because Chi Zhanpeng came, Guo Yu specially took everyone out to eat, also in a small restaurant, and invited Yang Xi and Zhang Chunzhi.

Several people sat around the round dining table. Chi Zhanpeng was sandwiched between Guo Yu and Wang Fugui, while Fu Yuan sat next to Wang Fugui, with Zhang Chunzhi to his right.

"Why are you here?" Wang Fugui asked Chi Zhanpeng while eating the food in his bowl intermittently.

Chi Zhanpeng picked up a piece of greens for him with his chopsticks and said, "I heard that a mediator was involved in some evil deeds here, so I came to take a look. It's nothing serious anyway."

Wang Fugui stared at the vegetables in his bowl and pushed them aside. "It's almost the end of the year. Shouldn't your detective agency be very busy?"

Chi Zhanpeng ate the cabbage in his bowl nonchalantly: "I'm just having fun, I'm not after the money. Besides, detectives are becoming less and less popular in this industry. Dancing on the edge of the law is no longer acceptable."

"It's good to have some free time." Guo Yu took the vegetables from Wang Fugui's bowl and put them in his own bowl. He also picked up a lion's head for him and asked, "How long will you stay here?"

Chi Zhanpeng: "I don't know. If it's short, it will be two or three days. If it's long, it may be two or three weeks. It depends on your progress. By the way, your sister told me to take better care of you, especially to make sure you eat on time."

Guo Yu paused as he picked up the food and whispered, "Mind your own business."

There were eight dishes on the table, three meat dishes, three vegetable dishes and two soups.

Chi Zhanpeng only eats vegetarian food. I wonder if he has the same dietary restrictions as Wu Ping.

He poured himself a cup of tea and asked Guo Yu, "I heard that Wu Ping is also a mediator?"

Guo Yu nodded, walked over Chi Zhanpeng, and used the serving chopsticks to serve food to Wang Fugui and Fu Yuan. "Don't be restrained, there are only a few of us. Look at those young lovers, they are eating non-stop."

As he said this, he glared at Zhang Chunzhi and Yang Xi.

"Don't make it difficult for them." Chi Zhanpeng laughed twice and spoke for the two of them. "I had nothing to do last night, so I asked them for the materials and worked it out myself. It's quite obvious."

Is it obvious?

As Fu Yuan was eating, he thought that this was probably the intuition they had gained from years of handling cases.

"What is a mediator?" Zhang Chunzhi finally started to speak after hearing what he said.

Chi Zhanpeng was a little surprised and looked at Guo Yu, "You didn't mention this to them?"

Guo Yu nodded. "Well, sometimes knowing too much isn't a good thing. It can lead to them forming inertia in their thinking. They might think that things that are illogical are due to the existence of intermediaries. In reality, most cases are committed by ordinary people."

Chi Zhanpeng frowned, somewhat reproachfully, "You have a narrow mindset. Knowing more is always good. How can you say that knowing more is bad?"

Then he said to the two people: "Medium is a general concept. You can understand it as a person with super powers."

He spoke up for Guo Yu again: "Team Guo didn't tell you at first because he was probably afraid you would spread the news and cause social unrest. So you just need to listen to it and don't spread it."

"I won't tell you." They both promised at the same time. Yang Xi half-jokingly said, "No wonder your 224th Bureau got involved in some cases. We initially thought it was the children of leaders who came here to gild their reputations. Hahahaha."

Chi Zhanpeng raised his brows and pretended to be serious: "Your idea is very dangerous."

After saying that, he relaxed his expression and said with a smile: "It's actually no big deal. Just like Fu Yuan, her ability is to enter dreams. In simple terms, it means entering dreams."

As he spoke, he looked at Fu Yuan with a vague and mysterious gaze and asked, "What can you do when you enter a dream? For example, change the course of a dream?"

Fu Yuan's heart skipped a beat and he lowered his head to eat. In less than half a second, he seemed to realize that doing so was a form of escapism in psychology, so he raised his head again, trying to keep his expression as natural as possible.

"I can't do anything. Only the dreamer's nightmares can draw me in. I usually try to turn it into a beautiful dream, but most of the time I just watch. Changing the course of a dream is too exhausting for me."

　Come on, come on——

　　No prize guessing game: What is the relationship between Wang Fugui and Chi Zhanpeng?
　　A. Hostile camp
　　B. Neutral, no mutual influence

　　C. Same camp
　　(End of this chapter)