My identity is getting more and more perverted

Chapter 4 Treat me like a fart!
The next day.

Qingcheng, Hongtukeng Police Station, conference room on the second floor.

A conference on "Protecting Chen Yu and Building a Harmonious and Stable Society Together" is underway.

In addition to the chief and deputy director of the police station, the deputy director of the police station and the filming team of the local TV station also attended the meeting.

Regarding this big scene, Chen Yu looked very embarrassed, and gave everyone a middle finger shyly.

"So... that's all for Chen Yu's physical examination report?" The deputy director sat on the main seat with a big belly, flipped through the documents in his hand, put them on the table, and looked around: "That is to say, it can be determined now , Chen Yu died of murder or accident."

"Yes." The deputy director nodded: "We also investigated the social relationship of the deceased and confirmed that there were no enemies or debts. It can be inferred that the possibility of accidental death is relatively high."

"But I see...Chen Yu seems to have a mental disorder." The deputy director reopened the file and frowned.

"You're so irritable if I put a tube in your mouth for a whole day." Chen Yu sat in the corner, cursing.

vice director:"……"

Director: "..."

Two policemen, male and female: "..."

Deputy Director: "...It's really irritable."

"Cough." Clearing his throat, the deputy director put down the document, took a sip of tea, was silent for a while, and said, "The deceased had a history of violent temper, we can't rule out the possibility of suicide. In addition to due protection , Mental health must also be taken care of.”

"Okay." The deputy director nodded: "The institute will arrange a psychiatrist."

"Well. We must cheer up and use enthusiasm, determination, patience, sincerity, and iron heart to protect the personal safety of the people!" The deputy director straightened up, with a serious expression on his face: "Although Chen Yu hasn't been in an accident yet, it can't be because of this." Just underestimate, ignore, and ignore this matter. In addition to fighting crime and protecting the safety of the people, our public security must also prevent crime and keep danger away from the people from the very beginning!"

"Okay!" The director who hadn't spoken for a long time immediately shouted, and stood up to applaud warmly.

Everyone in the meeting room also clapped their hands quickly.

The media's cameras stared at the deputy director and took a quick picture, only to hear the accompanying BGM.

End of the meeting.

The deputy director came over and shook hands with Chen Yu, and then left accompanied by the director.

In order to protect Chen Yu's safety, the deputy director also dismissed the local TV station media who wanted to interview.

In the huge conference room, only Chen Yu, the deputy director, and the male and female police officers were left.

"Today's matter must be on the news, right?" Chen Yu asked.

"Want to be famous?" The female policeman immersed herself in sorting out the files: "Don't worry, it will be broadcast tonight."

"Shit!" Chen Yu got up irritably, put his hands on his hips, and walked around the conference table: "Then everyone knows that I am a [dead body]?"

The female policeman ignored it, and turned to look at the deputy director: "Director, is Chen Yu still in the residence tonight?"

"You guys think I'm a fart." Chen Yu was about to cry: "Let me go."

He had a premonition somewhere that if he continued to be "controlled" by these people, something terrible might happen...

"No." The deputy director was expressionless: "Until you are out of danger, you can't leave the police station for half a step. The above documents have already arrived, and the comrades from the provincial criminal investigation department will come in the afternoon. You should cooperate well."

"In your eyes, am I not destined to be a [dead body]? What a mess!"

"The future is not unchangeable. What's your attitude?" The female policeman was dissatisfied: "Isn't all the manpower, material resources, and energy invested in our office and bureau just to save you? Why are you getting more and more impatient?" gone."

"I'm not impatient, I'm..." Chen Yu couldn't help but say, "Well, let me go back, I will stay at home honestly, and I promise that the [dead body] on my head will be gone in a few days. "

"I'm afraid that in a few days, you will disappear as a 'person'." The deputy director replied, then got up and left: "It's safer to stay in the institute."

Chen Yu: "..."

In the conference room, quiet down.

In addition to the sound of the policewoman flipping through the documents, a needle could be heard.

As for the other young male policeman who had detained Chen Yu, he had fallen asleep long ago, curled up in a chair and snored softly.

Last night, he watched over Chen Yu all night.Too tired.

"..."

"Oh, all right."

Sighing deeply, Chen Yu sat on the chair weakly.

He also knew that, apart from "achievements", all the actions in the institute were carried out to fulfill the responsibility of protecting citizens.

But he doesn't need protection at all?

The "title" on his head is false...

"When will I be able to leave?" After a moment of silence, Chen Yu asked again.

"The [dead body] on your head disappeared." The policewoman replied without raising her head.

"Let's change the title." Chen Yu calculated the date.

His "title" is fixed once a month.

The last time I changed from [Unsmelly Dead Corpse] to [Dead Corpse] was NO.16 last month.

'Four more days. '

"... a few dogs."

Chen Yu gritted his teeth secretly, and hated the neighbor who reported him.

He decided that when he goes back, he must make the other party a [dead corpse].

'but……'

Frowning tightly, Chen Yu fell into deep thought.

Four days later, what will the "title" above his head be replaced with?
From the beginning [germs], [ants], [not as good as garbage]...

So far [Dead Corpse].

The pattern is obvious.

That is getting better month by month.

Therefore, he speculated that when he changed his title four days later, he would at least be a "living creature".

'The high probability is [disability], or [paralysis]. '

'If that's the case...'

At this point in the thought, Chen Yu suddenly asked: "It doesn't involve human life, so you are not so nervous, are you?"

"Yes." The policewoman didn't turn her head back: "If someone dies, it's a big case."

"Understood." Chen Yu felt relieved and felt at ease.

'Then stay up for another four days. '

"When I go back, I don't think I'll pull your prostate out." Chen Yu thought of the neighbor next door again, and he gritted his teeth in an instant, secretly ruthless.

After staying for more than half a year, it is obvious that he only needs to stay at home for a few more days, and when the "title" on his head is changed, he can go out and live a normal life...

"What are you mumbling about?" The female policeman raised her head and said seriously, "I warn you, don't hurt the whistleblower."

"Is it okay to kill?" Chen Yu asked.

"You really don't know what's good or bad." The female policeman was dissatisfied and glared at him.

……

in the afternoon.

Hongtukeng Police Station.

After being questioned on the phone by the police from the provincial criminal investigation department, Chen Yu finally had some free time.

But this idleness lasted only half an hour, and the psychologist in charge of emotional enlightenment came.

The interrogation room was released, and Chen Yu and the psychiatrist were alone to chat.

"The environment is good." The psychiatrist was wearing a white coat, with his hands in his pockets, and with the title of [highly acclaimed chief psychiatrist] on his head, and sat naturally on the interrogation chair.

"That's my place." Chen Yu said.

"Oh, good. You sit down."

Sitting on the "regret chair", Chen Yu glanced at the title of the other party's [Chief Psychiatrist], Chen Yu sighed, and said, "I'm not really sick, let's chat casually."

Hearing this, the originally sloppy psychiatrist was taken aback for a moment, then immediately became serious, took out his small notebook, and sat opposite Chen Yu.

Chen Yu: "..."

Psychologist:"……"

Chen Yu: "I'm not sick, OK?"

"Yeah." The psychiatrist nodded seriously.

Looking at the right hand of the other party's "Shua Shua Shua" note, Chen Yu was inexplicably irritable, and slammed the table: "I'm not sick! Shit!"

"Hmm." The psychiatrist's expression became more serious.

……

(End of this chapter)