Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 700 I'm Not Sick!
When Hogg followed the large army back to the pavilion in the first district, it still felt like a world away.

The "evil spirit" disappeared, and the councilors who had finished the discussion went back to their homes. Not long after, Joke, who had finished exchanging greetings, greeted him and said, "I will contact you later about the psychiatrist. people know."

"Ah."

Hogg just nodded.

Rather than consulting a psychiatrist, he now wants to know what is going on with the "evil spirit". He is sure that the other party paused for about 2 seconds during the banquet.

Is this an exacerbation of the disease, or can the "enthusiastic citizens" really appear by his side through some means?
After the meeting, Hogg made a difficult decision.

Consult a professional on this matter.

And the only person he can think of at the moment that can help him in this regard is Rob Lucci. They have agreed on a time, and the location is at his private residence in the first district, which is located in a certain style in the city center. A luxury apartment in a high-rise building. Most of the congressmen have bought a house here, but they rarely live in the first district, and only come here during the meeting.

Every month they need to pay an expensive fee to maintain their temporary accommodation.

Hogg hadn't slept well for several days in a row. He felt that if he couldn't solve this matter as soon as possible, he would be driven mad by nightmares sooner or later. He fidgeted in the living room, opened a bottle of wine and drank most of it, but now he calmed down However, the "evil spirit" did not appear again.

After a series of events, his emotions towards the "enthusiastic citizens" became extremely complicated.

On the one hand, he hoped to ask the other party to understand in person, but on the other hand, he was afraid that he would die in the first district.

After waiting anxiously, the doorbell of the apartment finally rang.

"Mr. Luke."

Hogg went up to meet him, and looked around the corridor vigilantly. Seeing that no one else was following him, he let him into the house, "No one found you along the way?"

After all, according to the perception of the high-level council, the current Rob Lucci should be waiting for trial in the sixth district.

"No, why are you looking for me in such a hurry?"

"Mr. Lu Qi, I think I'm sick."

Hogg sat down on the sofa, and his whole body became sluggish. Now at least he doesn't need to worry about his personal safety anymore.

"you are sick?"

Song Lan froze for a moment, "Do you think I look like a doctor?"

"Doctors can't cure this disease."

Hogg shook his head.

He has been short of sleep for a long time recently, and his whole thinking is chaotic. It is precisely that his series of symptoms perfectly conform to the diagnosis results of the psychiatrist, so even he himself can't tell which things are really happening around him. .

But he can't trust the family's psychiatrist, let alone Jock. God knows if he will use the high-level council to brainwash himself?
In terms of the degree of illness, he felt that those people in the High Council were no less ill than him.

He thought that the so-called belief in gods was just a political means they used to attract people to join the association, but after he went there, he was surprised to find that all the people there had become devout believers from the bottom of their hearts. "The future that guides them.

The world made up of plants is indeed unusual, but in the eyes of a normal person, what they instinctively associate with is definitely not "God", but alien creatures, or some out-of-control products produced by some biopharmaceutical companies—— They never learn their lessons, and have created something beyond human cognition countless times in their exploration.

He still remembered the notorious experiments of Yungang Biopharmaceuticals in the "outside". The entire laboratory was destroyed by out-of-control creations, and no one knew what happened to those creations now.

"Mr. Lu Qi, do you believe in the existence of 'evil spirits'?"

Hogg collected himself and asked.

"You mean those ghosts in horror movies?"

Song Lan deliberately pretended not to understand. Back then, a certain delinquent boy once regarded the invincible Platinum Star as an "evil spirit" and locked himself in the detention center. He moved out of the The line, "As far as I know, all the incidents identified as 'evil spirits' have been proved to be the work of psychics. In the database of MI[-], there has never been any real existence 'Evil spirits,' so Mr. Hogg, I hope you believe in science."

"But he has been following me, yes, I'm sure he seems to be able to stop time for about 2 seconds."

Hogg retorted in disbelief that he had sufficient motivation to prove the existence of "evil spirits". If everything was his imagination, wouldn't that confirm his status as a mentally ill patient?

Hogg never wanted to make himself a mental patient, and he didn't want anyone to know about it, especially those who had interests in him.

Therefore, Rob Lucci's judgment is very important to him. The latter is a judgment made from a fair and objective perspective, as the executive officer of the highest operational department of MI[-], and has a high degree of credibility.

And he believes that Rob Lucci doesn't want him to be a psychopath -- at least not yet.

"You mean, you saw the evil spirit?"

Song Lan asked.

"Not only did he see it, but he can also affect reality. The anti-fatigue medicine I brought disappeared. This is the most direct proof. He snatched the medicine and put it in his pocket."

In order to prove what he said was true, Hogg opened his trousers and clothes pockets in front of Song Lan, and put the mobile phone, ID and other items inside on the table. He stared nervously at the other party, his heart raised in his throat .

"Mr. Hogg, you know that doesn't prove anything. Everyone who suffers from hypochondriacs will say that. They may even have a friend who doesn't exist in the real world. They will still insist that many things that happen around them It's what friends do."

Song Lan easily mentioned the cases of mentally ill patients, thanks to Director Lu who has a wide range of knowledge. She also has in-depth research on mental illness and psychology. "The world seen by mentally ill patients is different from that of normal people. , Maybe what other congressmen saw was a completely different scene, not to mention that 2 seconds is too short, it is very likely that you were only in a trance at that time, and mistakenly thought that time was stopped."

Hogg was not satisfied with these answers, but he couldn't refute them.

Indeed, all the evidence he provided is not enough to directly prove the existence of "evil spirits", not to mention that the severely mentally ill patients he has seen will also behave similarly.

Someone considers himself a mushroom.

There are also people who claim to be the reincarnation of gods when they meet people.

And they ended up being sent to a lunatic asylum, and they might never be released in this life.

So, will this be the end of his Hogg Foster?
"You mean, I'm really suffering from a serious mental illness?"

"Those are what the psychiatrist will say to you just now, and then he will advise you to receive treatment as soon as possible, and then send you to a mental hospital and lock you up."

"But you don't think so?"

Hope was rekindled in Hogg's eyes.

"Not long ago, when I was on a mission, I passed by a place called Egypt, which was the name before the third war, and it is now located near the fifth neutral country. I happened to read a document there, which recorded a group of people A special group of people who are stand-in messengers."

"Stand-in messenger?"

"That is also one of the forms of psychic ability. In different regions, the way psychic users display their abilities is also different."

At this critical moment, the theory put forward by Song Lan's friend who died in an accident and the former principal of the Wisteria Academy played an important role, "A friend of mine who has in-depth research on spiritual abilities once put forward a theory. It is believed that the myths and legends in many areas are not made up. It is the result of the exaggerated description techniques and the author's own imagination after the local people witnessed the psychic person. For example, the Witches, Taoists, and witchers may all come from this."

Hogg sat up straight unknowingly, he was completely sleepy for a while, and his eyes were bright.

That's what he wanted to hear.

According to Rob Lucci, not only is he not crazy, but he might become a psychic?
"You mean that the substitute messenger may also exist?"

Although he has never heard of the term, he prefers to believe that these special groups of people really exist.

"The book said that the strong spiritual power of the stand-in messengers can concretize specific images, and even manipulate them to fight people, and when I went to some spiritual ability research institutions to investigate, I also found that there were also ghosts in the coalition government. A psychic who is used to fighting in a similar fashion."

Song Lan has always believed that the existence of psychic abilities represents infinite possibilities.

Even if a stand-in messenger does appear one day, it is not surprising.

"But how can I be sure that what you said is true?"

"You don't seem to have learned how to control your mental power, but I do know a way to verify it."

Speaking of which, Song Lan took out a pistol and put it on the coffee table in front of Hogg, "Even in a state where they cannot control themselves, their mental power will protect them."

"Then if your conclusion is wrong, wouldn't I..."

"You may die, but at least you have to endure the pain of being shot through your body."

Song Lan responded positively to Hogg.

Hogg's eyes flicked back and forth between him and the gun. He admitted that the other party had proposed a theory that was attractive enough, but if he thought about it carefully, he would find that these theories were based on a book that had never been proven. unknown book.

Do stand-in messengers really exist?
By coincidence, Hogg reached out and picked up the pistol on the coffee table. The remaining rationality in his heart told him that he must be crazy to do this, but the remaining rationality was quickly crushed by that unreasonable impulse.

He slowly aimed the gun at his chest.

With one eye fixed, he pressed the trigger.

"boom--!"

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In the afternoon, Jock received a call from a psychiatrist.

He hired the best psychiatrist in District [-] for Hogg as agreed, but when the time came for the appointment, Hogg, who had promised before, suddenly changed his mind.

"I can basically confirm that Mr. Hogg has suffered from a serious mental illness."

The psychiatrist on the other end of the phone said in a positive tone that she could make a judgment even though they hadn't met in person.

"Why? Didn't he refuse to meet you?"

"But he gave reasons for refusing to meet."

The psychiatrist tried his best to sound as calm as possible, "Mr. Hogg said he is not sick, he just became a stand-in messenger."

……

Jock, who was sitting at the desk, shook his hands and spilled coffee all over the table.

The silence between the two lasted for nearly a minute before the psychiatrist took the initiative to speak, "Do you still need me to keep in touch with him?"

With Hogg's mental state, she could imagine that he should be a very difficult patient.

"Still according to the original plan."

There was darkness in front of Joker's eyes, and he couldn't help wondering whether it was the right decision to invite Hogg to join the club, "You first find a way to ask him to meet, and you must find a way to cure him."

(End of this chapter)