Perhaps still exhilarated from the recent act of violence, Qing He boldly made this confession.
However, for Hui Nai, such a significant change had occurred in the brief moment of her absence: the person she had always regarded as a friend and confidant had killed the one she loved most. The reason? It was due to his affection for her.
If she hadn’t made that phone call to Qing He at that moment, none of this would have happened, and Ryoji would still be alive. Unable to bear the weight of this revelation, coupled with the emotional turmoil of the night, Hui Nai finally lost consciousness.
When she groggily awoke, she found herself under glaring lights, with Qing He standing by her bedside, seemingly holding a phone. The metal pendant at the end was vibrating rhythmically, swinging in a long arc.
Qing He murmured, “Hui Nai, relax slowly and begin to drift into sleep…”
Watching the small orb oscillate, Hui Nai slipped back into unconsciousness.
“It was then that Doctor Qing He hypnotized me, trying to make me forget everything that had happened. That’s why I couldn’t recall any of those scenes later.”
At that moment, Qing He looked disheveled, a far cry from the elegant and confident doctor he once was. He spoke softly to Hui Nai, “You finally remembered.”
Indeed, only Qing He could do such a thing: discreetly kill Ryoji and then hypnotize Hui Nai. This provided the most reasonable explanation for why Ryoji’s sudden death went unnoticed by Hui Nai while she remained unharmed.
“Speaking of which, I owe my thanks to the failed hypnosis last time.”
A sarcastic smile crept onto Hui Nai’s face as she slowly continued, “Although it was impossible for Qing He to let me discover the truth through hypnosis. Even if the hypnosis continued indefinitely, Qing He would only mislead me further down the wrong path or provide no results at all. Of course, implanting a false memory through hypnosis wouldn’t be out of reach either.
“However, last time’s hypnosis was abruptly interrupted by that phone call right at the beginning, which thwarted Qing He’s original plan.”
"But more importantly, that phone call reminded me of the one I made to Qing He on the night of the incident."
This is why, when Hui Nai woke up after the sudden interruption of the hypnosis that day, she had such an expression. It wasn't the abrupt end of the hypnosis that caused it; she had already recalled some things at that moment.
"Then, after I went back, I slowly pieced together everything from that night. Finally, I discovered Ryoji's cause of death."
Hui Nai could no longer hold back her tears, and they streamed down her face. "Could Qing He even imagine how I felt at that time? It was a pain so intense it felt like I was going mad. Why was it Qing He who killed Ryoji? I would rather have been the one to do it, so we could embark on our journey to the underworld together. That would be better than finding out that it was Qing He who took Ryoji's life!"
Unable to lift her head to meet the disappointed and sorrowful gaze, Qing He could only murmur, "I did it for Hui Nai."
"But I didn't need that!" Hui Nai shook her head in grief. "I won't forgive Qing He for this reason. It's impossible!"
It was a standoff, nearly confrontational.
Qing He asked, "What do you plan to do with me, Hui Nai?"
"I won't let Ryoji's death be in vain."
The cold barrel of a gun had already pressed against Qing He's forehead as she spoke.
It turned out Hui Nai had come prepared. "Qing He has already admitted to killing Ryoji. I've recorded our entire conversation and submitted it to the police. Let Qing He pay the same price for Ryoji's death."
At that moment, it truly became a sensational event.
The man, without a doubt, was discovered dead several months later by his fiancée, who uncovered the truth behind his death. The once-respected psychologist turned out to be the murderer, having secretly killed the Victim through hidden and unknown means.
This was truly bizarre and unimaginable. Hui Nai's bravery and loyalty to love became a topic of discussion for tabloids.
In an instant, it became excellent material for news stories, leading many to even fear visiting psychologists.
It turned out that someone who had always resolved others' inner doubts and pain harbored such deep shadows within himself.
Just thinking about it sends chills down one's spine.
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