Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

The latest website: Rei Furuya raised his hand and caught the piece of trash: "I just received an email from your brother, he has returned to Nagano Prefecture safely, and Matsuda is also very adaptable to his new life in Nagano."

Nobunaga drove intently and didn't answer.

Yugu Ling opened the photo attached to the email and shared it with Shinfan: "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, now Matsuda's I don’t know if you have hidden something in the room that no one can see, but Matsuda dug out a lot of photos from the bookcase. If he finds a photo of your first love and Gao Ming doesn’t know…”

While joking, Jiang Gu Ling paid attention to Xin Fan's reaction, but Xin Fan kept his expression indifferent and in a trance, as if he didn't hear what he was saying at all.

"Jing?" Jiang Gu Ling had to call out his name.

His friend's voice fell into his ears, making Nobunaga recover a little, but before he was fully awake, a truck suddenly pulled out from the side road and hit them straight.

Gu Ling discovered the danger earlier than him, and he shouted in a hurry: "Be careful!"

Although Nobunaga was still in a trance, his excellent reflexes made him immediately hit the brakes. With a screeching brake, the car shifted slightly, but thanks to the sudden drop in speed, the van almost rushed past them.

The exposed skin near the shoulders and neck of Jianggu Ling was strangled with a red mark by the seat belt. He didn't care about himself, but looked at Xinfan for the first time: "How are you, aren't you injured?"

"It's alright." Xinfan replied lightly.

Because there was no traffic accident between the two parties, and the truck driver had no intention of stopping, Nobuhan silently started the car, preparing to continue driving towards the music classroom.

Jiang Gu Ling quickly held him down and asked solemnly, "Your state is so wrong today, tell me, what happened?"

His attitude is too serious, forcing Nobunaga to tell him the truth.

"I had a nightmare, I dreamed that the plane of the main hall Yinghai had an accident." Nobuban said.

Drop to zero: "…"

So Xin Fan turned out to be such a scene?

Hearing that it was just a dream, Rei Furugu breathed a sigh of relief, and he patted Nobuman on the shoulder comfortingly and said, "You are just too tired, it's just a dream, count the time, Hondo Yinghai should have left Japan. It's airspace, don't worry."

Nobuban rubbed his head wearily. Of course he knew what Rei Kogu said, but the dream that was both similar and completely different from reality still troubled him. He thought that maybe he really needed a good night's sleep.

Jiang Gu Ling took the initiative to propose: "I'll drive the car, you lie in the back and rest."

Outside the car, many blocked car owners began to honk their horns, and some even greeted their family politely. Gu Ling closed his ears, Quan Dang couldn't hear.

He switched to the driver's seat, watched Nobuhian lay down in the back seat, and supervised him to fasten his seatbelt before restarting the car and driving forward.

The music classroom will be here soon. In fact, Zero Valley originally wanted to send Shinfan directly home, but Shinfan insisted on coming here.

"Asano." Furuya said, "Can I borrow your car? There is something urgent to do."

"Of course."

It was said that a man had two things to borrow, a wife and a car, but Nobuhan agreed without hesitation.

He didn't ask what Jiang Guling was going to do, but just warned: "Be careful on the road."

"Don't worry." Yugu Ling waved at him and watched him walk into the music classroom.

After a long while, he called Feng Jian Yuye: "Hey, Feng Jian, it's me, Jiang Gu Ling."

"Mr. Fall Valley!"

"Help me find a reliable psychiatrist. It's better to have other identities to cover up, so that the consultants can't see it."

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

Jiang Guling frowned slightly: "He should just be under 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 should be no risk at all."

"You can rest assured." Feng Jianyu also assured, "The public security has protocol psychologists, they are all elites in the industry, and they have undergone training related to confidentiality. As for the disguised identity..."

"I can make arrangements for him."

"No, it's just a coincidence, I happen to have a suitable candidate here." Feng Jianyu also turned on the computer and searched for information on psychological consultants on the intranet, "I heard today that the police station has just come to a psychological consultant, I heard that he is a returnee who graduated from Harvard University, has three doctorates, and has other jobs besides his own.

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

Feng Jianyu also tapped the keyboard, and all the personal information of the psychological counselor was sent to the mailbox of Jiang Gu Ling.

Jianggu Ling scanned the document roughly and was very satisfied with the professional quality of this person.

As for confidentiality, he was not at all worried about this seemingly important issue. First, the psychological counselor will not know the real identity of the person who is consulting. Second, because Jiang Gu Ling understands Xinfan, he will never put down his guard against a stranger.

Although such strict psychological precautions will inevitably affect the effect of psychological intervention, but adhering to the mentality that it can have a little effect, it is still finalized at the bottom of the valley.

In addition to the identity information provided by the Security Bureau, he also used his intelligence channels to check the three generations of the psychological counselor again, and only dared to use it after confirming that there were no problems.

the other side-

When Nobunaga 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, the little bit of fatigue he had left disappeared.

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

He knows that his anomaly today is definitely not only because of a dream, but more likely because of the problems left over from the past. Since Kuroda Hei's death, there are too many things in his mind, and he can't talk to anyone about these confusions. Maybe it's these stresses that cause the nightmares in the morning.

There is a problem with Kuroda Bee's memory, which is a common view of all who know him. Everyone thinks that the problem of memory comes from the accident ten years ago, but Heihe Kuroda himself said that the accident ten years ago was just a tactic he set up to break away from the organization. According to Kuroda Bieei, although there was an accident in the plan, he successfully escaped from the shell and cut off contact with the organization since then.

However, for a person whose own memory is not accurate, is the fact that he thinks the truth?