Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Why is Chapter 496 called?
The new verbatim manuscript was sent to Xia Tian, ​​who then forwarded it to the presiding judge of the criminal court for review.

After a brief chat, Nan Zhuren sat down in his seat and blinked.

He was surprised to find himself with seemingly more free time.

No new inquiries, no lectures, and all extra work tasks have been completed.

Now... Shall we study?

However, I've been studying quite fast lately, and I already completed my review goals for this phase yesterday...

Speaking of which... Nan Zhihao has probably achieved his short-term goals by now.

Over the past month, with one consultation per week, we've just barely achieved our short-term goals. This pace is actually quite fast for a client with long-term issues.

Next, we should try to restore some of the social features, and then, depending on the needs, start addressing the deeper issues.

Nan Zhuren looked at his computer, thought for a moment, opened a blank document, and then took a nap on the table, reviewing Nan Zhihao's intervention process in his dream.

Then she jolted awake again and started typing away on the computer, creating the next phase of the visitor intervention plan based on Nan Zhihao's current situation.

After a while.

He remembered something.

[I think I have a supervisor?]

—Bai Qinghua.

For a month, apart from the initial gathering with his mentor, he had not reported any progress on his case to Bai Qinghua.

Thinking this, Nan Zhuren turned to his senior brother Lucky and asked, "Do you know where the teacher is today?"

Bai Qinghua is always elusive, appearing only briefly and never returning.

Upon hearing this, the lucky senior thought for a moment: "I don't know, I didn't ask... I don't know if he's in the study. I came here at nine o'clock this morning and didn't see the teacher..."

"He's here." A senior female student suddenly poked her head out from the side: "He arrived at eight o'clock this morning. He's been staying in his study and hasn't gone out."

Nan Zhuren raised an eyebrow, suddenly finding it interesting; there was a very good point in what this senior sister said.

"Senior sister, when did you arrive?"

"I stayed up all night because I was running data on the equipment." The senior student who spoke had thick dark circles under her eyes and looked listless.

Upon hearing this, Nan Zhuren looked at him with admiration and asked, "Does the teacher usually spend a lot of time in the research group?"

The senior student nodded: "There are quite a few. Basically, you can come whenever you have free time. But you usually come very early, which is good, so you can ask the teacher any questions you may have..."

After a brief chat, the senior student finished dealing with the things on her computer and staggered out of the office, probably to go back to her dorm to catch up on sleep.

Nan Zhuren fell into thought.

When Bai Qinghua was with the company before, he rarely came in and delegated the work to the consulting manager.

I recently started handling daily work in the research group, and my schedule is quite healthy, so I haven't seen Bai Qinghua.

He always assumed that Bai Qinghua was busy outside, such as working on projects or attending meetings.

—Is it actually because Bai Qinghua leaves earlier and returns later than the average student, and always stays in his small office?

What are they all doing in there?

Nan Zhuren's curiosity was also piqued.

There's no time like the present, so Nan Zhuren transferred the things she had organized on her computer to her tablet. Then, she used several "emotional readjustments" to help herself fall asleep quickly and organized all the visitor information for the month.

Then, under the puzzled gazes of the other students in the office, she knocked on the door of Bai Qinghua's small office.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was no response. Nan Zhuren raised an eyebrow, for the second time.

"Thump thump thump—" This time the force was increased.

At this moment, the lucky senior brother suddenly spoke up: "Junior brother, we usually contact the teacher via WeChat first, and then wait for the teacher to reply before..."

"Dahui? What's up?"

Bai Qinghua's voice came from inside the door, interrupting Lucky Senior Brother's attempt to dissuade him.

Lucky Senior Brother shrugged and remained silent.

"Teacher, it's me, Zhu Ren."

"...Oh, what is it?"

"I'd like to report on this month's cases. I also have an intervention plan for the next phase of a long-term case, and I'd like to ask for your help in reviewing it."

The room was quiet for a moment, then the door clicked open.

Nan Zhuren was surprised to find that the room was almost completely dark.

The ceiling light was off, and the curtains were drawn, making the room almost completely airtight.

However, it is said to be almost because the walls of the room are covered with a large number of colorful LED light strips, COB light strips, and RGB light strips, as well as a large number of cool light lamps and ambient lights, which keep the indoor lighting relatively dim while ensuring eye protection and creating an atmosphere.

Bai Qinghua, who was still wearing a glowing headset around his neck, immediately stepped aside to let Nan Zhuren in.

Nan Zhuren couldn't help but shift her gaze to where Bai Qinghua had come from.

A large curved monitor stood there, and on the table was a peripheral keyboard with wave-shaped lights, as well as a gamepad whose brand was unidentifiable.

A control interface that looks like an inventory is projected on the screen, indicating that the game is paused.

So... this isn't a study, but a gaming room?

Noticing Nan Zhuren's gaze, Bai Qinghua coughed lightly: "The internet is fast here."

That's an explanation.

Bai Qinghua then added, "Don't tell your senior sister."

It was a kind of advice.

In that instant, Nan Zhuren felt that many things in his mind had become clear.

Before Chonghui left Jiangdu, Weng Pingting specifically instructed him to supervise his teacher's work; it's said that Weng Pingting also played a role in the company's establishment, but now Bai Qinghua almost never goes to the company; when Chonghui and Shi Qianqian mentioned that their teacher was "busy" when he visited the research group before, his expression was puzzling...

So that's how "busy" it is?
Nan Zhuren looked at the man who was dressed in a casual suit and had a relaxed demeanor.

He's only in his forties.

He's in his prime, but judging from the reactions of his seniors, Bai Qinghua's current lifestyle is quite normal.

Is this a sign of lying down? Why?
Nan Zhuren came in with serious business. Bai Qinghua's expression changed quickly as well. After clearing his throat twice, he sat back in his black gaming chair, his face turned to the side as he looked at the colorful lights on the game screen next to him. He said, "Didn't you say there was a case report? It's been a month, it's time to report it—let's begin."

……

About an hour later, Nan Zhuren emerged from Bai Qinghua's gaming room with a conflicted expression.

His dilemma was not due to the case report, which was handled quite smoothly, and Bai Qinghua also approved of the follow-up intervention plan made by Nan Zhuren.

He was about to ask his fellow students nearby something when he suddenly felt his phone vibrate.

When I took it out, the caller ID showed "Summer".

It seems there's something important going on.

(End of this chapter)