Chapter 246 Mental illness

Chen Li laughed silently when he watched from the side. ""Net"

Xu Hong really knows how to climb along the pole.

However, Xu Qing on the other end of the phone refused neatly.

"If possible, I would be willing to agree. Unfortunately, there are only more than 30 staff members in the Special Operations Team. The bureau can at most approve the identity files of the investigator of the Security Bureau. Although it is not as convenient as the members of the Special Operations Team, the corresponding responsibilities are also low."

Xu Hong bit her lower lip with dissatisfaction and endured her anger.

"Aren't I risking my life?"

This huge differential treatment is really unpleasant.

"Maybe it is necessary for me to state that if it were not for the danger and the contribution was huge, the identity of the investigator would not be easily granted. As for the status of members of the Special Operations Team, what is done not only needs to be recognized by the bureau, but also needs to be recognized by the 'passing department'."

Xu Hongxin was silent for a while without permission, and reluctantly accepted it.

Xu Qingyu said it very clearly, meaning that although what she did was dangerous, there were many people engaging in dangerous tasks, which was not enough to be recognized by the State Council, and was far from the value of the responsibilities that Chen Li had assumed.

"Well, after all, I don't have too much power to ask for."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Hong shrugged, looking unsatisfied.

"Different treatment. It's because your martial arts cultivation is higher than mine, right? But why can you release the sword energy by just having the cultivation level of the essence before?"

Chen Li laughed, how dare he say it was actually a weapon sent by Youfu, and he would not release his sword energy at all?

"I don't know this, actually, I can suddenly release the sword energy after entering the essence realm."

"I was so scared by you at the beginning-"

Xu Hong felt angry when she thought about it.

When she was at the beach, she retreated because she believed that Chen Li would use sword energy and was a master of the divine realm, so she retreated and did not dare to fight hard.

However, fate is sometimes so clever. If it weren't for this, they would have fought to the death at the beach, and now there must be only one person who can still live.

Chen Li connected the phone that suddenly rang.

"I just went to save the alarm clock, but he said he wouldn't leave. I'll talk about it when I'm sure you have no choice."

If Wang Cheng doesn't call him, Chen Li will also call him.

"If he calls you, he will call him to pretend to be crazy-"

"...Not it? So old-fashioned?"

“Just be effective.”

"He will be sent to a specially quarantined mental hospital, which is similar to going to jail. What should I do?"

Wang Cheng raised a question.

"Then I will have a way to make him reborn from the fire, and - can also change his destiny and make him more handsome..."

"Plastic surgery?"

Wang Cheng guessed, screaming strangely.

"Full marks. You and Daxiong think of a way to find a real psychopath, and buy it in the name of scientific research observation. The closer you have to your height and shape, the better..."

"I'm a slut - such a perverted and inhumane bastard, you can think of it!"

Chen Li naturally regarded this sentence as a compliment to him.

"It depends on you how long it takes to pretend to be crazy when the alarm clock is-"

After hanging up the phone, Xu Hong looked at Chen Li, her eyes showing admiration and sincerely praised her.

"You really have a way... This move is amazing, much better than the so-called "find a substitute" -"

Chen Li flicked his hair, raised his chin very coolly, and hooked his fingers at Xu Hong.

"Girl, how can I deserve the image of Master if I don't have a perfect idea?"

Xu Hong stood up, stretched her muscles and bones, and took out a clean long skirt from the bag she brought.

"Stop bragging, to put it bluntly, you were fooled by Xu Qing—"

Chen Li suddenly fell silent and scolded him in anger.

"Do you dare not destroy the situation?"

Xu Hong chuckled in a silence.

"——But everyone was happy, it was very good."

While talking, she pushed the door open and entered the bathroom.

Chen Li told Wen Zhu and Xu Lei to continue to take turns to do their jobs and eat happily.

"Pretended to be crazy?"

The alarm clock held the phone, was in the bathroom, with water on, sitting by the bathtub, and asked in surprise.

"We find a real psychopath, give him a surgery and make you a plastic surgery, and then drop him and you in a mental hospital. After you change it out, you will have plastic surgery, change your fingerprints, and continue to be free and easy with a new identity. Of course, your parents won't know you anymore, so they will definitely have to talk to them before they believe it."

After hearing the alarm clock, Wang Cheng did not have the hesitation in medical treatment at all. On the contrary, the excitement made Wang Cheng stunned...

"Wow! Such a great idea! I've been thinking about plastic surgery for a long time. I've been thinking about it in recent months, but I'm embarrassed to say it, I'm afraid you'll laugh. I've already thought about it. If you want plastic surgery, you'll have to look like Guanxi, and your face is similar to mine. Then you tell me how many women will scream while I walk? Is it 100% if I turn back?... Hurry up and find a lunatic who takes the blame. I really want to have plastic surgery soon... I won't say it anymore, the police are knocking on the door and urging me!"

The phone hangs up.

Wang Cheng, holding the phone, was stunned...

“…Kansica? Grass…”

The alarm clock is really excited. The biggest regret in his life is that he is too ugly!

Now he felt that he could finally say goodbye to Ugly—!

Say goodbye-!

The policeman knocking on the door looked excited when he saw the alarm clock coming out.

I couldn't help but say something in a silence.

"Who is so excited to masturbate inside?"

The alarm clock turned around in a daze, looked at the policeman, and suddenly burst into laughter.

The alarm clock smiled happily.

The people in the Yi community were frowning.

They squatted in various corners of severe mental hospitals, staring at mental illnesses that were quiet, manic, or strange, just to find someone with a height and an alarm clock.

When some psychopaths suddenly squatted beside them with umbrellas, they asked in a low voice.

"Are you enoki mushrooms? I am shiitake mushrooms. Look, I look better than you, my mushrooms are bigger than you!"

The brothers in those clubs were covered in cold sweats and almost went crazy.

But, it's not over.

"Hey? Are you mushrooms? Why do mushrooms sweat?"

The corners of the brothers in the club twitched, some ran away silently, and some simply thought they were crazy and replied.

"I'm not a mushroom, I'm a ginseng, a walking ginseng..."

So, he stood up and left.

The psychopath who holds an umbrella is still muttering behind his back.

"Why are ginseng growing next to our mushrooms? Will you pick a place to grow? I'm crazy-"

When the brothers sent to the neurological hospital came back, all of them looked dull.

When Wang Cheng sent them to the bonus, they all had no expression on their faces.

"What are you doing? You're crazy?"

After hearing this, the group of people shouted loudly with great excitement—

"No, Brother Cheng, I'm not a psychopath, I'm really not a psychopath..."

Wang Cheng looked at their excitement and silently handed over a stack of money.

"Go to relax at night, the difficult task is over."

The task is difficult.

But the result is satisfactory.

Wang Cheng found the selected mentally ill family and asked them out for tea.

She was wearing a suit and tie, her hair was meticulously combed, and she also wore gold-wired glasses.

"That's right, we are the vice president of the Future Academy of Sciences. Our institute has been engaged in the spiritual research of mania. I believe that as relatives who have suffered from severe incurable mania, you must have a deep feeling... Mental illness has more harm to humans than any other disease. Terminal illness can make people prepare for their funerals and have enough time to face the departure of their relatives; mental illness can always bear pain and torture, hoping to take care of them desperately, but they cannot face the harm caused by the patient's destruction and harm. He is alive, but he is dead; he is dead, but he is clearly alive..."

Wang Chengyi was prepared and pretended to make the four of him cry.
To be continued...