The man's name was Yang Xiao. When I heard the name, I was a little taken aback. He added in a gentle voice, "The 'Xiao' of 'Hero and Villain.'

Yang Xiao and Wang Leng could be considered friends, or at least, fellow patients.

They had both undergone treatment at the same psychological counseling clinic. Yang Xiao was unclear about Wang Leng's illness, but as for his own, it was due to his voice, which did not match his physical appearance at all. This had caused him to feel very inferior since childhood, and now it had become so severe that he needed psychological intervention.

Because they had seen each other many times at the clinic, over time, their interactions evolved from just greeting each other to occasionally discussing their treatment experiences.

The last time they talked was three days before Wang Leng's incident. That time, Wang Leng hadn't gone for treatment but had approached Yang Xiao after his session.

Yang Xiao suddenly stopped talking, looking nervous. His whole body shrank, and he pursed his lips tightly before taking a big gulp of steaming hot water from the cup on the table, staring blankly at it.

"Teacher Song, what if I go crazy too?"

Before I could say anything, he suddenly looked up and stared directly at me, "Who will I kill? Who will he make me kill?"

He!?

I was startled, but also secretly pleased.

"Who is he?"

Yang Xiao looked uneasy, "I've reported it to the police, but they don't believe me."

He grabbed my hand, "Teacher Song, you're a journalist, you must have a way, right? You can help me."

Yang Xiao's grip was so strong that I cried out in pain. He quickly let go and kept apologizing.

While massaging my hand, I comforted him, "Don't rush. Tell me in detail, what exactly happened?"

"That day, Wang Leng found me. He looked utterly lethargic but terrified. When I asked him what was wrong, he said he had been having some dreams."

"He said he dreamed of his wife and daughter being murdered. Because of insufficient evidence, the murderer had to be released without charge. He was in great torment and wanted to take revenge personally."

Yang Xiao looked at me. I didn't want to interrupt his thoughts but had to say, "But that was just a dream."

"I told him the same thing at the time, but he told me he had seen the murderer." As he spoke, Yang Xiao opened his phone and placed it in front of me.

It was a news report about Wang Leng's case. Yang Xiao showed me a photo of the victim before their death.

"Wang Leng had a photo of him on his phone. I don't know where it was taken, but I am sure it was him."

I organized my thoughts a bit, "You mean Wang Leng dreamed that this person murdered his wife and daughter, and because of his mental condition, he couldn't distinguish between reality and the dream, so he killed this person."

"I don't know."

Yang Xiao denied it flatly, curling up, "I'm just providing you with information. Three days after Wang Leng had the dream, he killed that person. Teacher Yang, you have to help me. I don't want to kill anyone. I don't want to be controlled by him."

"Why do you think you will kill someone? Who is he? What is his connection to Wang Leng? Calm down for a moment."

Yang Xiao's eyes revealed helplessness, "Because, I also had a dream."