Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 1220 Find a Psychological Counselor

Rei Fukutani raised his hand and caught the rubbish: "I just received an email from your brother. He has returned to Nagano Prefecture safely. Matsuda has adapted to his new life in Nagano very well."

Nobuhiro was concentrating on driving and didn't answer.

Rei Fukutani opened the photo attached to the email and shared it with Nobutano: "Your brother's apartment is too small. In order to take care of Matsuda, he moved back to the old house. I remember this house should be your bedroom, but it belongs to Matsuda now." . I wonder if you have hidden something in your room that cannot be seen by others. Matsuda dug out a lot of photos on the bookcase. If by chance he finds a photo of your first love and Brother Gao Ming doesn’t know..."

Fukitani Rei was teasing while paying attention to Nobuhiro's reaction. However, Nobuhiro kept his expression indifferent and in a daze, as if he didn't hear what he was saying at all.

"King?" Jianggu Ling had no choice but to call out his name.

The voice of his friend fell into his ears, which brought Nobuhiro back to his senses a little, but before he could fully wake up, a truck suddenly drove out of the side road and hit them straight.

Feng Gu Ling noticed the danger earlier than him, and he shouted urgently: "Be careful!!"

Although Nobushige was still in a daze, his excellent reflexes allowed him to step on the brakes immediately. With the screeching sound of brakes, the car veered slightly, but fortunately the speed dropped sharply, and the truck almost rushed past them.

The exposed skin near Fangtani Rei's shoulder and neck was left with a red mark from the seat belt. He didn't care about himself, but immediately looked at Nobutano: "How are you? You're not injured?"

"It's okay." Xinfan responded calmly.

Since there was no traffic accident between the two parties, and the truck driver had no intention of stopping, Nobuhiro silently started the car and prepared to continue driving to the music classroom.

Jiang Guling quickly held him down and asked solemnly: "Your state today is so wrong. Tell me, what happened?"

His attitude was too serious, forcing Nobuhiro to tell him the truth.

"I had a nightmare. I dreamed that our plane was in an accident." Nobushige said.

Jianggu Ling: "..."

Did Nobuhiro turn out to be such a beautiful person?

Hearing that it was just a dream, Fukutani Rei was slightly relieved. He patted Nobushige's shoulder comfortingly and said, "You are just too tired. It's just a dream. If you count the time, Hondo Eikai should have left Japan." The airspace is clear, don’t worry.”

Nobuhiro rubbed his head tiredly. Of course he knew what Rei Fukiya said, but the dream that was both similar and completely different from reality still bothered him. He thought that maybe he really needed a good sleep.

Fangtani Zero took the initiative and suggested: "I'll drive the car, and you lie down in the back and rest."

Outside the car, many blocked car owners started honking their horns, and some even greeted their family politely. Jiang Guling closed his ears and pretended he couldn't hear.

He shifted to the driver's seat and watched Nobuhiro lie down in the back seat, supervising him to fasten his seat belt before restarting the car and driving forward.

The music classroom arrived soon. In fact, Fangtani Rei originally wanted to send Nobushige home directly, but Nobushige insisted on coming here.

"Asano." Rei Fukutani called, "Can I borrow your car? I have something urgent to do."

"certainly."

It is said that a man cannot borrow two things, his wife and his car, but Nobushige agreed without hesitation.

He didn't ask Fang Gu Ling what he was going to do, but just warned: "Be careful on the road."

"Don't worry." Fangtani Rei waved to him and watched him walk into the music classroom.

After a while, he dialed Kazami Yuya's phone: "Hello, Kazami, it's me, Fangtani Rei."

"Mr. Fangtani!"

"Help me find a reliable psychiatrist. It's best to hide his identity so that the consultant can't see it."

Feng Jian Yuya was startled: "Who do you want to consult? Do you know his specific situation?"

Fang Guling frowned slightly: "He probably just has too much psychological pressure, which may be accompanied by some anxiety. In addition, the identity of the consultant and the entire consultation process must be highly confidential, and there must be no risk at all."

"Don't worry about this." Kazami Yuya assured, "The public security has contracted psychological experts. They are industry elites and have experienced confidentiality-related training. As for the concealed identity..."

"I can make arrangements for him."

"No, it's a coincidence that I happen to have a suitable candidate here." Yuya Fengmi turned on the computer and searched for information about psychological counselors on the intranet, "I heard today that a psychological counselor just came from the Security Bureau. I heard that he is a top student who returned from Harvard University. He has three doctorates and has other jobs besides his own job.

"Ah, I found it. I'll send you the relevant information right away."

Kazami Yuya tapped the keyboard, and all the personal information of the psychological counselor was sent to Fukiya Rei's mailbox.

Fang Guling scanned the documents roughly and was very satisfied with this person's professional quality.

As for confidentiality, he actually wasn't worried about this seemingly important issue at all. First, the psychological counselor will not know the true identity of the counselor. Second, Rei Fangtani understands Nobuhiro, and he will never let down his guard against a stranger.

Although such strict psychological defense will inevitably affect the effect of psychological intervention, adhering to the mentality that it is good to have some effect, Jiang Guling still finalized the matter.

In addition to the identity information provided by the Security Bureau, he also used his intelligence channels to check the psychological counselor's three generations before he dared to use it until there were no problems.

the other side--

When Nobushige walked into the music classroom, his mental trance had eased a lot.

He turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on his face. This move was very effective. Stimulated by the cold water, his remaining fatigue disappeared.

Standing in front of the large glass mirror in the bathroom, Nobuhiro stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in the mirror seriously.

He knew that his abnormality today was definitely not only because of a dream, but more likely because of problems left over from before. Since Kurodabei's death, there were too many things piled up in his heart, and he couldn't talk about these confusions with anyone. Maybe these stresses are causing the morning nightmares.

There is a problem with Kurodabei's memory. This is the common view of everyone who knows him. Everyone thinks that the memory problem stems from the accident ten years ago, but Kuroda Hei himself said that the accident ten years ago was just a strategy he set up to break away from the organization. According to Kuroda Bei, although the plan went wrong, he managed to escape successfully and has since cut off contact with the organization.

However, for a person whose own memory is inaccurate, is what he thinks is the truth?

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