North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

Daniel felt vaguely uneasy.

A look of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, and she pulled the pistol in her hand, but was shocked to find that the pistol she got from Dean couldn't be pressed for some reason!

"I'm sorry, it may not cooperate with others." Dean slowly raised his head.

The voice fell.

It seems that there is an afterimage passing by.

Detron on the side saw gunfire, flashing again and again, four shots in a row, roaring into the ward.

There was a snap.

Daniel hit the ground with a gun, his limbs and joints were cracked, and he became a piece of rotten flesh that could only wriggle on the ground, enjoying the treatment of his companion three days ago.

Detron looked at Daniel, who was also unresponsive, in a daze, and then at Dean, who was holding an apple in his hands and was about to peel it. For a moment, he wondered if there was a synchronization problem between his ears and eyes.

I vaguely saw four gun flames, but only heard one gunshot!

I saw the four gunshot wounds on Daniel's limbs, but I didn't see where Dean's gun was hidden!

How could someone in the world shoot so fast?

crunch~

After eating the apple in twos and twos, Dean accurately threw it into the trash can in the distance, and then said: "Agent Detron, why don't you call the bomb disposal team, and stand where you are and prepare to make a sculpture?"

"Oh oh oh."

Detron woke up like a dream, and touched his waist, but couldn't put it in his pocket because he was shaking constantly.

Finally took out the phone.

It was also because his hands were shaking like Parkinson's that he made the phone call.

Fortunately, he does not stutter.

Explain the situation and hang up the phone.

Detron squeezed out an unprecedented enthusiastic smile, and walked to Dean's hospital bed with some embarrassment: "Inspector Dean, what do you think I should write this report?"

"Just write it truthfully, now please evacuate the patients and doctors here, and let the doctor come over to stop the bleeding."

Dean stopped pretending, and sat up directly from the bed, stretched his waist, revealing the white bandages all over his body, walked to Daniel and squatted down.

This woman was almost in shock from the gunshot wound.

After checking the explosive package on her body, Dean let out a breath of depression.

These girls are not scary.

It's really TNT.

Moreover, there are sophisticated electronic equipment connections between the explosive packs.

There are inconspicuous flashes of traffic lights.

It seems that the trigger condition has not been met, and the explosive package is still very safe.

It can be seen that although this group of highly educated elements have no brains in their crimes and are full of loopholes in their work, they are really capable of doing things and have no problem with their IQs.

Maybe if it wasn't for what happened when I was young.

This group of people should have a very good future, enjoying a warm family and an enviable career.

pity.

Can not go back.

They've gotten into the shape of Mike Smith.

Between curiosity about this psychological change.

After the doctor helped Daniel stop the bleeding and bandage him in fear, Dean drove away Harry and Robert who wanted to accompany him, took out a cigarette and lit it for Daniel who had stopped the pain, and sat down like a friend Beside her, he also took out a cigarette and started smoking.

Daniel lost sensation in his limbs, and smoked the cigarette in his mouth blankly, his eyes turned bright red from the smoke, but he was reluctant to spit out the cigarette in his mouth.

She knew that this might be her last cigarette before going to prison.

"Talk?"

Dean helped Daniel shake off the cigarette ash, refilled one for her, and said with some emotion: "In fact, your temperament is very intellectual. If I meet you while studying, I will definitely want to chase you."

Proficient in first-level sex 'bah' and second-level mind-reading skills, let him know that this woman in front of him has a very fragile psychological defense line, which will collapse at the touch of a touch.

These words touched Daniel.

A memory flashed in her eyes.

Before meeting Mike Smith, she was indeed very knowledgeable, loved to read, and even had a nerdy boyfriend.

It's a pity that all of this ended after I listened to Mike Smith's course.

Doctors do not heal themselves.

After Daniel got a certain attainment in psychology, she knew that she had a psychological problem, but at that time, she couldn't go back except to continue to insist on the concept of psychopathy.

Because denying ideas is to completely deny the meaning of one's own existence.

This thing is more idealistic, but it is the truth.

There was a long silence.

She spit out the smoke in her mouth and said hoarsely, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Talk about your group of equally unfortunate people, or talk about how you killed Mike Smith. It's fine. Maybe you can try to talk about it. Anyway, it's like this now, and the result won't be worse."

Dean knew the prey was in the trap.

The memories of this kind of person are often painful, but the confession is like candy, allowing her to pour out the pain that cannot be vented in her heart.

This is the same as dog training.

Daniel, who is also a psychologist, is not in a good state of mind.

Hear Dean's words.

She didn't refuse, but thought about it.

Wait a moment.

She nodded: "Then tell me how we killed Mike Smith."

"Mike Smith is very knowledgeable. Obviously, many theories are actually distorted, but he said them convincingly, and gradually let us, the ideological captives, become his slaves.

We later learned that Mike Smith was using us as subjects for a Stanford experiment. "

"Is that the prison experiment that explored human nature?" Dean's eyes flashed a strange color.

Stanford experimented in his previous life and this life, mainly through the prison environment, experimenting with the psychological changes between the ruler "prison guard" and the ruled "prisoner".

The Stanford experiment in this world is more bloody, and the results are also cruel.

The results of experiments often lead to the collapse of order in the end.

When you can do whatever you want.

Those 'prison guards' actors who were originally highly educated, kind, and self-controlled, finally fell into the false pleasure of controlling the fate of others step by step, and even fell into meaningless teasing, humiliation, and even some more extreme things physically and mentally. , more disgusting than some real villains.

After the experiment.

Most of the prison guards have become thugs and criminals, and they can no longer escape the collapse of the bottom line caused by short-term experiments.

It's a pity that no one is used to them in the real world.

So the group was either shot or imprisoned.

And those "prisoner" actors, after undergoing differentiation.

Some of them broke their mentality and got mental illness directly.

Some of them chose to give in and took the initiative to become the marionettes of those 'prison guards'. From their reluctance at the beginning, they developed into self-comforting brainwashing, satisfaction from being squeezed, humiliated and humiliated, and even terminated this round of experiments. , still unable to get rid of this morbid psychology, and finally forced to commit suicide due to the opinions of the outside world.

Because it is too bloody and violent, there are also bad consequences.

In short, this experiment was urgently stopped in 1979, and it has successfully become a model experiment that can never be ignored in psychology textbooks.

From then on.

On the front page of every entry-level psychology book in this world, there will be such a passage: When you solidify the abyss, you are also becoming an abyss.

To understand in human terms, it is: those who play with people's hearts will eventually become slaves of people's hearts and suffer backlash.

With just one sentence from Daniel, Dean understood Mike Smith's mentality.

This bastard didn't want to revive the 'Source of Pain' organization that had gradually disappeared. He was just satisfying his twisted selfish desires.

What Daniel said later also confirmed Dean's conjecture.

"We didn't know it at the beginning, but when we got our respective attainments in psychology, we understood what tricks Mike Smith was playing.

But at that time, we were already the same as Mike Smith, knowing that we were abnormal, but that kind of psychology, like drugs, forced us to choose to continue to follow the script.

We often torture each other in a secret place, heal each other, or indulge in sex, use ourselves to conduct various extreme human experiments, and some people even get AIDS because of it.

But everyone doesn't care.

We accepted Mike Smith's brainwashing, we sank step by step, and finally really thought that the skin is only used to carry sins, and it should be used to be destroyed.

Until Mike Smith's son grew up. "

Speaking of which.

Daniel paused: "I want to smoke another cigarette."

"no problem!"

Dean pulled a cigarette generously, put it in her mouth, and lit it.

After taking a deep breath.

Daniel continued:

"That was twenty days ago.

At this time, we, the old members of the source of pain, have gone our separate ways, in different places, secretly doing what Mike Smith did before.

It's just that we put the experimental subjects on those street black children.

besides.

Every year in January, we return to the previous hidden place to share our harvest of the year.

We are like a group of deformed perverts, it seems that only in this way can we keep warm together.

But this year's party, there was a little problem. "

"what is the problem?"

"Little Mike has grown up." Daniel laughed at himself: "We are very upset that Mike Smith distorted our lives, but his son can escape because of autism."

When children grow up, they will have a sense of resistance.

The same goes for Daniel's group.

They became what Mike Smith wanted them to be, but now they were slipping out of his control.

Under the persecution of Daniel and his group.

Mike Smith was forced to go back, took his son and the family dog ​​to the secret society they belonged to, and then tortured and killed the dog bit by bit in front of the twelve-year-old child with autism.

Daniel exhaled a puff of smoke:

"Due to our respective work reasons, we just let Mike Smith do this, and did not monitor the whole process, which gave Mike Smith some luck.

This bastard, put blinders and earplugs on his son, pretended to kill the Akita dog, and then sent us the video, and apologized to us in a rare way.

He's scared and doesn't want to continue the game! "

Speaking of which.

Daniel laughed nervously, letting the cigarette butts in his mouth fall on the mountain, and he didn't care about roasting the flesh until the smell of meat, and said while laughing: "You idiot, I don't know that we put densely packed smoke in the association. The camera, his deceit, is, in our opinion, clownish!"

Laughing and laughing.

Her tears came out: "That feeling is actually very hopeless, this bastard took us to play a game with no turning back, but halfway because of an autistic son, he wanted to jump off the car, which made us very angry. "

"So you tortured and killed him?" Dean picked up the cigarette butt that was roasting Daniel's flesh and put it aside.

A trace of tenderness flashed in Daniel's eyes, and he nodded:

"Yes, it's not just killing Mike Smith, it's actually a kind of self-destruction.

After the death of Mike Smith, there is a void in our hearts.

So after discussing, I was ready to hand over all of this to God to choose.

If the police can find us, we will use ourselves as a test to warn the world.

on the contrary.

We will maintain our previous lives, become new Mike Smiths, and transfer our misfortunes to new innocents in order to obtain a little deformed satisfaction. "

Daniel said calmly.

Dean felt his scalp go numb.

If the group of people like Daniel blossomed everywhere, and even formed forces like school lords, it would really be a disaster for those innocent people.

After all, this magical federal state allows cults to exist.

certainly.

They don't call these cults cults, but say: freedom of religion, freedom of belief. Anyway, as long as you put the word freedom, there are no taboos.

Finish listening to the story.

Dean got up, picked up the cigarette butt that Daniel had dropped on his chest earlier, threw it on the bed sheet, and then took a lighter to light the bed sheet.

The flames spread.

Confusion and doubt flashed in Daniel's eyes.

Dean smiled faintly:

"Very good story, in return, before you die, I will also teach you two things:

First, things like explosive kits should not be made so safe, because the reason why they are deterrent lies in their instability, otherwise they are meaningless. "

After finishing speaking, Dean pulled hard, and under Daniel's shocked gaze, he easily disarmed the explosive bag in her hand!

Her eyes widened: "You know about dismantling, and you asked Detron to call the bomb disposal team?"

"Otherwise, how can I reasonably be alone with you and eat the bait you threw me?" Dean asked back, then picked up Daniel and threw it on the bed sheet where the flames were spreading.

"You're crazy!"

Daniel struggled hard, and she no longer had the indifference of the cigarette butt barbecue before. Unfortunately, her limbs and joints were blown off. At this moment, she was like a moth, struggling desperately, and it was difficult to escape. She could only listen to the crackling sound of her hair and watched Draw the flame close to yourself.

Dean ignored the struggling Daniel and continued:

"Second, you said that playing with people's hearts will be backlashed, but from the beginning of telling the story, it has been guiding my thinking, and even thinking about the way out.

You deliberately let the cigarette butts fall on your body, leaving scars, and aroused my sympathy, and asked me to remove the cigarette butts and leave fingerprints.

You let me know that dogs can't change eating shit.

I'm too lazy to waste time.

You like to play with fire, so I will send you a passionate flame, just to help you purify your sins. "

"I'm dead, you never know the source of pain members, will face a lifetime of assassination!"

"It goes without saying that it's scary. How many students are Mike Smith close to? And you all hang pictures on the wall of his house. At worst, I'll just kill them one by one."

After finishing speaking, Dean didn't even look at Daniel, who had been covered by the flames and screamed miserably, turned around and left, and closed the door intimately while the other party was still howling and cursing.

Sparse red light warning sounds sounded.

This is a fire alarm warning device.

It's a pity that this inpatient building has been emptied.

Now there is only Dean at the door and Daniel the Burning Man inside. ''

Inside the house, water drops fell.

Not only did Daniel's screams not abate, but they became even more miserable. After a short time, they disappeared.

Dean pushed open the door, made sure that the other party was covered with burns, and after dying, he took the explosive bag and ran downstairs pretending to be panicked

The flames will devour the traces on Daniel's body surface.

And he will use bullets to wash away those potential threats!

In this case, no murderer can survive!

Sorry, just coded it out.

Around ten o'clock, ahem, eleven o'clock should also be regarded as the left and right range.

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