Chapter 670: Never Seen Such an Arrogant Psychologist

Yu Dazhang immediately stood up and left the interrogation room.

Outside, a police officer soon jogged up to him.

"Has the person arrived?" Yu Dazhang asked.

"He has already arrived," the officer replied at once:

"In the observation room."

Yu Dazhang nodded, then went to the observation room, where he happened to see Ye Zhiyu staring at the surveillance footage on a computer.

"When did you arrive?" he patted Ye Zhiyu's shoulder.

"Just now," Ye Zhiyu said, still staring at the computer screen without blinking once:

"What exactly did this woman go through? This is the first time I've seen such severe post-traumatic stress disorder."

"Flashbacks, hypervigilance, avoidance responses—she has them all."

A wild, fanatical expression appeared on his face, and an unusual light shone in his eyes; no one knew what he was thinking.

From Ye Zhiyu's profile, Yu Dazhang could tell that Zhang Qian on the surveillance footage had sparked his intense interest.

There are people who study a profession not to make a living, but out of genuine love for it.

Only such people become the top experts in their field.

He has seen many such people; Ye Zhiyu is one of them.

"Her name is Zhang Qian, twenty-eight years old this year."

Yu Dazhang quickly introduced:

"At twenty-four, she was kidnapped by a pervert and tortured for a full three years."

As he spoke, he picked up a document from a nearby table and placed it before Ye Zhiyu:

"These are her medical records from those three years. You'll understand after reading them."

Ye Zhiyu picked up the document and began flipping through it rapidly.

His reading speed was extremely fast; he finished the entire thing in under a minute. No one knew what he was focusing on, as he seemed to finish a page in just a few seconds.

Setting the document down, he turned his attention back to the computer screen.

"I have no ability to cure her,"

Ye Zhiyu said, staring at Zhang Qian on the surveillance footage:

"At her level of illness, human intervention can no longer do much. Those blows have affected her too deeply. As long as she lives, she will uncontrollably relive or dream of the trauma over and over."

He sighed and continued:

"Those full three years kept her in a prolonged state of tension; her brain nerves are already severely damaged."

"Now she appears normal on the surface, but she is extremely fragile. With even a slight emotional stir, she could plunge into madness at any moment."

I just experienced it myself... In the interrogation room, Yu Dazhang nearly developed a psychological shadow from Zhang Qian's smile.

That was not an act; it was genuine madness.

"Is there absolutely no way?" Yu Dazhang asked unwillingly.

Zhang Qian's current state had already exceeded his control.

Besides, communicating with a neurotic woman was not his strong suit.

Ye Zhiyu did not answer. After a while, he shook his head and said:

"You made a very serious mistake."

"What mistake?" Yu Dazhang immediately asked.

Ye Zhiyu stared at the computer screen, a hint of pity appearing on his face:

"You should not have told her that you already know everything about her. That is equivalent to tearing open her scars and then asking if it hurts."

"You forced her to give up and break the jar. When the last shred of dignity was trampled, do you think she would still cooperate with you?"

He was analyzing from a psychological perspective, yet this was exactly what Yu Dazhang had just experienced.

Indeed, that was the case.

Yu Dazhang suddenly remembered that at the villa, Zhang Qian had not been so mad.

At that time, she showed no signs of abnormality whatsoever.

At the beginning of the interrogation, she had only displayed some rebelliousness, nothing particularly strange.

No wonder it turned out this way... Yu Dazhang finally understood where the problem lay.

Just as Ye Zhiyu said, he had torn open her scars, causing her emotions to undergo a drastic change.

"Don't just talk about the consequences."

Yu Dazhang urged:

"Is there any way to make amends?"