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Multiple personality, some patients are very harmless, but some patients have strong aggressiveness and aggression.

She once performed a mission to capture a freak with thirty-six personalities.

Thirty-six kinds of personalities, each of which has a strong tendency to rebel against evil, social violence, committing serial crimes, and has a huge social impact!

The higher-ups have issued hunting missions many times, and Jiang Pengji's previous genetic fighters have all fallen into the sand, and they were counter-killed if they failed to chase.

That guy also came out of the genetic warrior training camp, and he was still the best of that class. His force value is not low, and he is extremely dangerous.

Thirty-six personalities, each of which is the best of the best of the best of the best, and their camouflage is so flawless that many genetic fighters don't even know how they died. Losing several people in a row, this task fell to Jiang Pengji in the end, even she was almost cheated.

Of course, Jiang Pengji came back alive, she successfully killed that senior with multiple personalities, and she herself was admitted to the military hospital for a long-term stay.

"Further deterioration?" Yang Si asked curiously, "How to make it worse?"

Jiang Pengji laughed, "For example, for example, one day when he lost his mind, he woke up and called himself 'Yang Si'."

Yang Si shuddered all over.

Is it fun to scare him?

He subconsciously cast his peripheral vision on Jiang Nongqin, only to see this heartless woman looking at him suspiciously.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

This day can't be passed!

If he was NTRed by other people, he would crush the other person to death, but he was so wronged that he couldn't speak whether his person was the lord or a woman.

"What kind of aggravation is this? Could it be that my soul will come out of my body and possess him?" Yang Si pouted depressedly.

"Zixiao has already said that the theory of ghosts and gods cannot be trusted." Jiang Pengji explained, "When he commits this kind of insanity, he becomes another person he imagined. For example, 'Huayuan's elder brother', this is Huayuan's brother. People who are bullied but can't resist, subconsciously imagined."

When she explained it like this, Yang Si found it novel and interesting, and it seemed to be easier to accept than the so-called soul possession of the dead brother.

Yang Sidao, "My lord's meaning - as time goes by, Hua Yuan may imagine herself as someone else?"

Jiang Pengji nodded, "Yes."

After all, it was the ancient times, and there were no targeted medicines and medical conditions, so Huayuan's dual personality was difficult to cure.

As everyone knows, Jiang Pengji's words came true, and Hua Yuan did split other personalities afterwards.

Yang Si asked curiously, "How does Zixiao know so well? Look at this posture, I'm afraid the people next to Huayuan don't know him as well as you do!"

As soon as the words were finished, Yang Si was glared at by Jiang Pengji.

Will you speak? Who is Wei Ci's pillow person?

How could her frog jump into someone else's pot while her frog was simmering in her pot?

Yang Si: "..."

Even so, Yang Si's words expressed everyone's confusion, Wei Ci's understanding of Hua Yuan was too detailed.

Wei Ci prevaricated blankly, "Pinch your fingers and do the math, watch the stars at night."

Yang Si couldn't help complaining, "Can your reason be more perfunctory?"

Who told him just now that "the theory of ghosts and gods cannot be trusted"?

You slap yourself in the face when you turn your head, Wei Zixiao, you are capable!

Wei Ci argued with him, saying, "Yes."

Yang Si: "..."

Seeing this, Han Yu shook his head. He and Wei Ci have known each other for many years, and the latter indeed has a mystery that others cannot penetrate.

The protagonist didn't even ask any questions, so it's harmless, just pretend to be deaf and dumb.

On the contrary, Yang Si likes to seek abuse. Knowing that the questioning is fruitless, he still perseveres in bumping into it.

Jiang Pengji excused herself to be tired and asked everyone to dismiss the meeting. Wei Ci was caught up by Yang Si as soon as Wei Ci got out of the tent.

He said maliciously, "Zi Xiao, if you write a novel about Hua Yuan under the title of Layman Zai Chi, it will definitely cause a sensation!"

Wei Ci said, "Are you trying to piss him off sincerely?"

Litter, wilt, shit!

Yang Sidao, "After listening to this strange story, I feel itchy in my heart, and I always feel that I am not strong enough."

For curious storylines,

After reading an article, I found it fresh, and I always want to find the same type to read again to meet my needs.

Wei Ci was very moved but refused.

No matter what, he and Hua Yuan also worked together before, so bullying an old colleague like this is too wicked.

Wei Ci was about to take a rest after a simple wash, when a figure crept in quietly and saw that it was the lord.

"My lord, you are—"

Relying on his good skills, the lord always likes to explore the boudoir at night.

Jiang Pengji said slightly jealously, "About that Hua Yuan, you knew him very well before?"

People next to the pillow don't bring such familiar ones!

Wei Ci's expression was a bit hesitant, and he said unnaturally, "After all, we have worked together before."

Jiang Pengji lay half on top of him, "Zi Xiao, I'm sad, you actually have something on your mind to hide from me, you and Hua Yuan really have nothing to do with each other?"

Wei Ci smiled wryly, "Ci and him are both men, the friendship between a gentleman is as light as water, and the feelings are completely different from the master."

Although he is not proficient in love words, Wei Ci knows how to please the person in front of him.

Wei Ci didn't hide it on purpose, it's just that the hidden information is not enough for outsiders, especially the person in front of him.

"My lord, I really want to know. What's the point of talking about kindness?" Wei Ci said, "kindness treats him like a gentleman's best friend, but he doesn't think so. Huayuan's insanity is getting worse and worse. Hua Yuan's deceased wife. This woman was dissolute and loved young and beautiful scholars. Ci was in her prime at the time and her appearance was not bad, so she often harassed her.

In the face of harassment in the workplace, Wei Ci chooses to say "no" righteously.

Hua Yuan looks good, but wearing colorful women's clothes and smearing terrible makeup, even ghosts can be scared to cry by him.

It was precisely because of this incident that Wei Ci started to investigate Hua Yuan's past. It happened that the first personality Hua Yuan woke up one day, and Wei Ci used some means to extract a lot of inside information from him. He pieced together the scattered information into a complete intelligence——

If possible, Wei Ci doesn't want to know more about Hua Yuan, this person is really evil and weird.

Jiang Pengji said angrily, "How shameless!"

"That's all in the past, so it's worth not mentioning it." Wei Ci sighed, "At the end of the day, he's just a poor man."

After Huayuan split into "brother" and "dead wife", he also split into his late parents, his dead wife and lover who had cuckolded him...

What a strategist, he's gone crazy!

Whenever thinking of this matter, Wei Ci couldn't help feeling emotional.

"If this person has a normal temperament, there must be a seat in the troubled times, but why—"

Wei Ci shook his head regretfully, Hua Yuan had a miserable death in his previous life, and he couldn't bear to see his end.

"This person covets you, harassing you?" Jiang Pengji said, "You still sympathize with him?"

"After all, we know each other once." Wei Ci said.

Jiang Pengji said, "Speaking of which - I seem to have been coveting Zixiao and harassing Zixiao? Do you hate me?"

Wei Ci smiled and said, "Isn't that a little fun in a lover's world? Compassion, sweet as sweets."

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