Chapter 07: Forbidden Hypnosis (Entry)

Liang Zhe placed the pendulum down with his right hand, and with a gentle flick of two fingers, the pendulum began to swing rhythmically from side to side

Tan Zhongnu pursed his lips and said softly, "It sounds rather strange... Is it really useful..."

Liang Zhe's voice seemed to carry a kind of magic, as Tan Wei's originally curled-up body slowly unfurled. Her head gradually leaned back, and her entire body began to relax, yet her shoulders remained tense.

Liang Zhe walked over to the sofa and said to the two individuals: "In order to ensure the safety and authenticity of the hypnosis process, as well as to leave behind reference materials for the future, it is necessary to record the entire process on video. Do you have any questions?"

Liang Zhe understood that the risks of doing this were significant, and it was highly likely that Tan Wei would awaken suddenly due to strong resistance. Not only would this hypnosis treatment end in failure, but it could also create deeper psychological defenses for Tan Wei, making future hypnosis sessions more difficult to guide.

Tan Wei: "Good ... ... "

Tan Zhong: "My wife ... ... My son ... ... "

Tan Wei: "Someone ... ... "

Tan Wei: "A man, a woman... and a boy..."

Liang Zhe sat in the armchair, holding the button of Tan Wei's windbreaker in his hand, gazing at the girl curled up in the left corner of the sofa. The high collar of the windbreaker obscured her face, and her hands pressed against her feet, continuously rubbing them.

Tan Wei: "There is a ... ... empty ... ..."

Tan Wei: "Two ... ... No, three ... ..."

Liang Zhe half-squatted in front of Tan Wei, leaning slightly forward, with a serene expression as he looked at Tan Wei: "Tan Wei, I need you to lift your head and look at me"

Tan Wei: "It is ... ... but I do not know him ... ... "

Tan Wei's breathing became slow and even www.hetushucomcom

Liang Zhe fixed his gaze on Tan Wei's face and noticed that her brows furrowed tightly for a moment. He knew that at this moment, Tan Wei was undoubtedly resisting this matter deep within her subconscious.

Tan Wei: "Tan Zhong."

Tan Wei, sitting to the left of the sofa, appears to be asleep, with his eyes tightly closed, his head bowed, hair falling over his face, and swaying slightly.

Liang Zhe gazed into Tan Wei's eyes and calmly said: "Relax, relax all the muscles in your body, starting from your neck—slowly relax—"

Liang Zhe quietly sat back down in the armchair, placing the notebook on his lap, and calmly gazed at the two individuals on the sofa

Tan Zhong's brows were tightly knitted together, as if reluctant to answer. After a while, he finally said: "He went..."

Liang Zhe suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly walked over to Tan Wei's side and whispered in Tan Wei's ear: "Tan Wei, you can hear your father's words, but you do not need to make any judgments about the content. Can you do that?"

9:05 AM, Grelle Intensive Psychological Treatment Center

Who are they

Liang Zhe put the button into his pocket and smiled, saying: "Are you feeling nervous?"

Liang Zhe turned his head and looked at Tan Zhong, who had already closed his eyes. He said calmly, "Tan Zhong, are you Tan Wei's father?"

Her eyes were fixed on Liang Zhe, and the panic in her gaze grew increasingly intense

Tan Wei still kept her head lowered, silently nodding.

Liang Zhe's heart trembled slightly; he knew he had found the thread of the matter, which coincided with his previous analysis.

Liang Zhe's peripheral vision caught sight of Tan Zhong on the other side of the sofa. At that moment, Tan Zhong's eyes were wide open, seemingly in disbelief that the hypnotist truly possessed such magical powers

Tan Zhong let out a bitter smile and instinctively glanced at his watch: "I don't feel much, but are we just going to sit here? It seems like five minutes have already passed."

Liang Zhe took a light breath and took a pendulum out of his pocket: "Then let us begin now"

Liang Zhe turned to Tan Wei, his voice steady and powerful: "3......"

Liang Zhe: "What are you all doing?"

Tan Wei: "Um... they are looking at me..."

Tan Zhong's lips moved slightly: "It is ... ... "

Liang Zhe: "Have you all gone on an outing?"

Liang Zhe interrupted her, saying: "Go over there and get in the car"

Tan Zhong: "Understanding ... ... "

Liang Zhe redirected his attention back to Tan Wei: "... ... That is a voice you are familiar with ... ..."

Liang Zhe's voice was steady and powerful: "Tan Wei, what did you see?"

Is there anyone sitting at the round table

Liang Zhe: "Very good... you are doing exceptionally well. Slowly close your eyes and try to imagine that you are in a spiraling downward corridor..."

Liang Zhe stood behind the camera, beginning to focus. For the first time, he focused on Tan Wei's father; for the second time, he focused on Tan Wei. Ultimately, he chose a centered position that encompassed both individuals, yet the majority of the frame still remained beside Tan Wei's father

Tan Wei: "I only know... ... one... ... my father... ..."

Liang Zhe: "Alright, Tan Zhong, your performance has been excellent. Now, I need you to look into your daughter's eyes, observe her every move. If I do not call your name, you must not make any movements or produce any sounds. Is that understood?"

Liang Zhe: "Tan Wei, what did you see?"

Liang Zhe slowed his speech and lowered his voice: "... ... At the end of the staircase is a wooden door, slowly push it open. ... ... Slowly ... ... push the door open. ... ... You will see yourself from six years ago, when you were fourteen and a half ... ... you were at home. ... ... That was the most important meal you had with your family in your memories from that year ... ... "

Liang Zhe interrupted him, a barely perceptible smile playing at the corners of his mouth: "Don't worry, I won't hypnotize you."

Tan Zhong: "Good ... ... "

Liang Zhe smiled faintly, stood up, walked to the side, and pulled open the curtain on the camera lens that had already been set up.

Liang Zhe's tone became more gentle: "Very good, very good, now, look at it, focus entirely on it, do not have any thoughts in your mind..."

Who are they

Liang Zhe: "At this moment, are you sitting at that round table?"

Liang Zhe: "Alright, your father's name is Tan Zhong, I have noted it down, you did very well... Now, I want you to sit quietly at the seat by the round table, and do not answer any questions unless I call your name, is that clear?"

Liang Zhe hurriedly asked, "Is it the boy you saw at the dining table?"

Tan Zhong: "No problem, it's just taking a picture, let's get started quickly"

How many people?

Liang Zhe: "Say it again, what is your father's name?"

Tan Wei: "A boy ... ... a car ... ... he waved at me from the car ... ... "

Tan Zhong suddenly spoke up: "Wait a moment... uh, I would like to ask, this hypnosis won't actually make one fall asleep, will it?"

Liang Zhe suddenly felt a bit nervous, somewhat reminiscent of the first time he hypnotized someone alone

Liang Zheshen and the librarian suddenly turned to the left, their eyes bright and fixed on Tan Wei's father, Tan Zhong. They spoke softly: "You will hear anything she says during the hypnosis, but you must not interfere"

Tan Wei's voice was very soft: "A little ... ... scared ... ... "

Tan Wei gently shook her head, wanting to speak, but after moving her lips twice, she ultimately did not say anything

Tan Wei closed his eyes and exhaled slowly

Liang Zhe: "Can I see your daughter, Tan Wei?"

Tan Zhong: "Have breakfast"

Tan Wei's shoulders relaxed

Liang Zhe: "Go sit down"

Liang Zhe: "Are you planning to go somewhere after eating"

Liang Zhe: "What is your father's name?"

Liang Zhe: "That's right, very good. You slowly walk down the stairs, and if you listen carefully, you will hear some familiar sounds..."

Liang Zhe turned his head to face the middle-aged man on the right side of the sofa and smiled, saying: "Mr. Tan Zhong, how do you feel?"

Tan Wei slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with helplessness and panic

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After a while, Tan Wei's head shook slightly, and her voice became somewhat hoarse: "Can ... ... do ... ... "

Tan Wei became increasingly relaxed, his entire body resembling a ball of cotton, gradually slumping onto the spacious sofa

Tan Wei: "A room ... ... a round table ... ... "

Liang Zhe tilted his head towards Tan Wei and said, "Tan Wei, can you hear me speaking?"

Tan Zhong: "After eating, I am preparing to drive to the countryside for an outing"

Liang Zhe: "Can you see a stool by the round table?"

After a long while, Tan Wei still did not make any sound

Liang Zhe: "Do you know everyone sitting at the table, except for your daughter?"

The pendulum on Liang Zhe's right hand did not stop swinging, and it continued to move to the left at an almost imperceptibly slow speed.

Tan Wei nodded again: "Can ... ... "

Liang Zhe faced Tan Wei, who was on the left side of the sofa

Tan Zhonggan coughed twice and said, "In other words, whatever you ask, the other party will answer accordingly"

Tan Wei's head gently swayed, her long hair cascading down her chest, also swaying back and forth.

Liang Zhe: "Do you know them?"

A few seconds later, Tan Wei let out a faint sigh

Liang Zhe instinctively clenched his fist: "Tell me, what did you see?"

Tan Wei's head slowly lowered, and her loose long hair followed suit, almost completely covering her face

Liang Zhe smiled and said, "No, it is merely entering a state of unconsciousness"

Liang Zhe slowly relaxed his tightly clenched fist, quickly processing the information contained in the question: "Who is he?"

Liang Zhe took a deep breath, his voice calming down: "You don't need to know who he is... You saw the car door was open, and he was waving at you, asking you to come over, right?"

Tan Wei's breathing became rapid: "I don't know..."

Tan Zhong tightly pressed his lips together and nodded: "Yes ... ..."

Tan Wei: "Regarding ... ... can ... ..."

Tan Wei: "Tan Zhong ... ... "

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Liang Zhe: "I will not ask for the bank card password, and besides, isn't there a camera? One of its functions is to prevent the hypnotist from asking patients about private matters unrelated to their condition."

Liang Zhe's peripheral vision caught a slight tremor in Tan Zhong's body on the other side of the sofa

Liang Zhe took a light breath and returned to the armchair: "Tan Wei, I need you to close your eyes, imagine that you have finished breakfast, you get up from the round table, walk towards the door, and gently push it open..."