My identity is getting more and more perverted

Chapter 6

"Ah...then you are awesome."

Instantly losing the desire to talk to the other party, Chen Yu turned his head to look at the TV, waiting for the rebroadcast of the local news program.

But the short criminal kept on talking: "It's also a crime. Rape is the most unpopular crime in prison. It must be beaten. Isn't it? Young man?"

Chen Yu: "Yes, yes, yes."

"Do you regret it?" The short criminal taught his companions a lesson: "Do you dare to do it again in the future?"

"I dare not." The fellow criminal trembled.

"Now I know I'm afraid? How about showing off your strength back then?!" The short criminal looked triumphantly, and looked at the old policeman on duty: "Brother, are rapists the lowest in prison?"

The policeman on duty had no expression on his face, and took a sip of tea: "They are all criminals, so what are the grades? Whether you get bullied or not has nothing to do with your crime."

"Old comrade, you are still inexperienced." The short criminal smacked his lips: "I can tell you have never squatted before."

Old policeman: "..."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the short man continued to "talk" for a while before shutting up.

Chen Yu can also watch TV quietly for a while.

About half an hour later, the broadcast of the lunch program began.He successfully saw himself on the screen.

Seeing this, I was terrified.

The director of the local TV station actually filmed the material about him as "Approaching Science"!
"Why did the youth in the blooming season get involved in a murder case?"

"Is it impossible to change the tragic death in the future?"

"Is all this an arrangement of fate? Is it the loss of humanity? Or is it self-directed and acted?"

"Duang!" (Chen Yu camera close-up, accompanied by the sound of drums, the picture is black and white.)
"The word [dead body] is simple, but it is like an unshakable curse, making it difficult for the young man to break free. The police are helpless..."

"Can the people's police, who are experienced and responsible, save this innocent and fresh life in the hands of the god of death?"

"Everything, all in Qingcheng TV's noon news special program - "Destined to Die"..."

Chen Yu: "..."

Chen Yu: "I'll fuck your mother."

"Damn it?" On the side, the short squatting criminal was surprised and pointed at the TV: "The people inside look like you?!"

Chen Yu: "..."

After a while of silence, Chen Yu was lost in thought, frowning.

A fool who has never met will recognize him.Then how did his mother ignore this...

……

In a blink of an eye, the night passed.

In the early morning of the next day, the "highly acclaimed chief psychiatrist" came to the police station early to treat Chen Yu for "mental illness".

"what……"

In the interrogation room, Chen Yu yawned and his eyes were sleepy.

Sitting opposite the psychiatrist, no one speaks.

But as time passed, Chen Yu, who lacked concentration, began to wake up gradually and became restless.

Originally, he planned to lie flat and let the policemen do what they wanted.Wait for the "title" above your head to change in a few days, and leave as soon as possible.If it is too late, it will change.

But the psychiatrist's expression of caring for "mentally ill patients" made him very upset, and he couldn't help but say, "You said I have mania, do you have any fucking proof?"

"Ah." The psychiatrist scratched his chin: "If you want to talk about evidence, it didn't exist before, but now there is."

Chen Yu: "..."

After a moment of silence, Chen Yu calmed down and calmly explained to the other party how he was imprisoned in the police station, how he was inserted into the tube for a day in the hospital, and how he was reported by the TV station as "entertainment". It is impossible to maintain a peaceful mood...

The psychiatrist kept nodding, expressing agreement and understanding.The pen in his hand kept writing and drawing.

About 10 minutes later, Chen Yu's mouth was dry, he said he was tired, and he finished speaking, so he looked at the contents of the other party's notes.Discovering that the psychiatrist's diagnosis for him was still "manic disorder", and it was still "severe violent disorder", he instantly exploded: "You fucking..."

"Calm down, Mr. Chen." The psychiatrist stood up suddenly, and seriously took out the pocket watch in his pocket.

The pocket watch was silver and white, with a golden chain hanging on it, very delicate and beautiful.

Chen Yu suddenly shivered: "Are you going to hypnotize me?"

"No." The psychiatrist opened the pocket watch and looked at the time: "I'm running down the clock, do you want to add the clock?"

Chen Yu: "...Get lost."

The psychiatrist nodded: "OK."

Watching the other party leave, Chen Yu sat on the regret chair, sighed deeply, and rubbed his face.

He figured it out.

It didn't matter to him whether he was "manic" or not.

But to the psychiatrist, it was important that he was "manic."Because of this, the other party can earn money from the "police station" day after day.

So based on this rule, the "police station" and "television station" should think the same way...

It's just that their goals are different from each other.

"..."

"..."

"...No, if you put it that way..."

Chen Yu suddenly raised his head, and suddenly a sense of crisis welled up in his heart.

"Squeak-"

The door of the interrogation room was pushed open.

The female policeman stuck out half of her head, looked at Chen Yu for a few moments, and said, "Well, the hospital contacted us this morning, saying that during the consultation with the doctors in the hospital, they found some problems in your physical examination report. I suspect that you may have some problems. rare disease."

"..." Chen Yu asked back: "In other words, I have to re-examine for a whole day, right?"

"Um... yes, in addition to that, it also includes two small minimally invasive surgeries." The female policeman said cautiously: "It's painless, and soon, the leadership of the bureau has agreed."

"Then do I agree? Damn it, I'll be the only one to do it, right?!" Frightened and furious, Chen Yu slapped the table and yelled, "Let me out! I want to go home!"

……

"Are you still going home?"

That afternoon, in the operating room of the Second People's Hospital.

The dean with the title of [Medical University Doctoral Supervisor; Authoritative Expert; National Academician; Vice President of Qingcheng Second People's Hospital] held a needle filled with sedatives and spoke softly to Chen Yu.

"I won't come back." Chen Yu smiled and lay quietly on the operating table: "You put down the anesthetic first."

"Okay." The dean put down the sedative, and explained to Chen Yu slowly: "Student, don't be too nervous. For your health, we just take a little tissue for pathological examination. We must rule out any possibility of your disease."

"Okay, what do you say, what do I believe." Chen Yu restrained his smile: "Anyway, I want to watch your surgery soberly. Don't play tricks."

"Yes." The dean suppressed his joy, and with the help of his assistant, he checked the surgical gown and sterile gloves on his body: "Young man, have you heard a word? Scars are the most important merit of a man. Do you want to put this Where is the 'meritorious service' left?"

"Can the foreskin go up?" Chen Yu asked.

Dean: "..."

Doctor in the operating room: "..."

Dean: "...OK."

Chen Yu: "Leave the scar deeper."

Dean: "No problem."

……

(End of this chapter)