Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

When Du Wei's words fell to the ground, Hannibal on the opposite side had a puzzled expression.

He was very puzzled.

Obviously this situation has come, why is this man still so confident? Is it because he thinks he will win?

But this is impossible.

then.

Hannibal smiled and said, "Mr. Du Wei, you have no chance, have you?"

Du Wei smiled lightly: "I don't think so."

Hannibal shook his head, even though he was very eager to see the same kind, but there are differences between the same kind.

What's more, both of them are masters in psychology.

Although Du Wei's psychological knowledge is more extreme, there must be a comparison.

Hannibal reached into his pockets with both hands and took out an old-fashioned pocket watch and a pistol.

"Look, I can kill you anytime, but you can't."

"Mr. Du Wei, you have been deceived by me. Your pistol has caused very little damage to me."

As he spoke, he threw the pistol directly to Du Wei.

"The bullet is full, you can try."

hear this.

Du Wei smiled thoughtfully, took the pistol and played with it for a while, then aimed at Hannibal and pulled the trigger.

After a bang gunshot.

The bullet sank directly along Hannibal's eye socket, penetrating his skull.

But Hannibal's expression has not changed, and he always has a faint smile.

visible to the naked eye.

He recovered directly from his injury.

Seeing this, Du Wei had no choice but to put the pistol away, nodded slightly and asked, "So what are you going to do next? Hypnotize me?"

Hannibal picked up his pocket watch and said with a smile, "You guessed right, but unfortunately there is no reward."

He stared at the pocket watch in Hannibal's hand, and his eyes became more and more strange.

What a coincidence.

He also lied to Hannibal.

It doesn't matter whether the pistol plus the ghost coin can kill him, it's the best if you can kill him, if you can't kill yourself, you have a backhand.

The most important thing is that this plan has been proceeding in an orderly manner until now.

Hannibal thought, only he thought.

With asymmetric information, anyone can make mistakes.

Therefore, he will always follow the plan.

This is called the superior mentality.

And Hannibal is exactly this kind of person. He despises life and separates himself from human beings. He even thinks that he is the only "human" in this world, and other people are just animals waiting to be slaughtered for him.

At this time.

Hannibal also started "hypnosis".

When there were problems with the surrounding mirrors, the two kept staring at each other instead of looking at those mirrors.

Hannibal had a heart, because he didn't bother to lie to his own kind,

Only the right words can weave the most perfect lie.

The killing mechanism of the mirror evil spirit he mentioned was not hidden from Du Wei at all.

Because he knew that it was impossible for someone like Du Wei to believe what he said, but he would definitely take this factor into his thinking analysis.

And Du Wei didn't look in the mirror, but looked at him instead, it was intentional.

In his eyes, Hannibal was already dead.

The plan has entered the next stage.

Let the evil spirit in the mirror stare at you, and at the same time activate the face-changing mechanism to wake up the evil spirit Du Wei.

Of course...he also needed Hannibal to be targeted by the spirit himself.

Hannibal's voice was soft.

He fiddled with the pocket watch, shaking it in front of Du Wei's eyes, and at the same time he was speaking intermittently.

"You used to be a forensic doctor, but now you're a psychiatrist."

"You can smell the blood on my body, which means that your professional sensitivity is still there, so you used to be a very good forensic doctor."

"But now you have become a psychiatrist, let me help you recall your past, it must be a very interesting memory."

"You are wary of everyone, which shows that you have suffered a lot of psychological trauma."

"Is this related to your forensic experience?"

When Hannibal said this, he showed Du Wei a cold smile.

Like the sharpest scalpel, it accurately dissects the dark side hidden in people's hearts.

Du Wei's eyes immediately turned cold.

He didn't tell anyone about the past, including his girlfriend Alex.

Everyone has their own secrets.

Once touched, it will completely explode.

Regarding this point, his attitude was no different from that of the evil spirit Du Wei.

Because they are all Du Wei.

Hannibal noticed the change in Du Wei's eyes and continued: "Forensic medicine is the last dignity of the dead. It is a great profession. You are not very old, so your experience should be when you were studying. .”

"Because other than that, it's very unlikely that you'll have the time to drop this career and go back to psychology."

"Then let me think about it, what was the unusual experience you encountered when you were in school?"

"The answer is that some special corpses were dissected, or some people who were important to you died in front of you, but there was nothing you could do."

Speaking of this, Hannibal's eyes were deep: "Is it your girlfriend?"

Du Wei's expression was indifferent: "You will definitely die."

Hannibal smiled and said, "It seems not, then let me guess again, is it your brother, or your parents?"

He kept testing Du Wei in a joking tone.

Even, he was not stingy with the contempt and disdain revealed in his words.

The purpose is simple.

Let Du Wei be angry, let this kind of person expose his essence.

boom……

Du Wei numbly raised his pistol and blasted Hannibal's mouth to pieces.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Hannibal covered his mouth and laughed nervously, but because of his injury, the laughter was very sharp and ferocious, like the neighing of a night owl.

"Wuhaha... It seems... I... guessed it right."

When Hannibal let go of his hand again, his mouth was already intact.

He stood up excitedly, propped his hands on the table, and looked down at the man in front of him.

He felt that his kind was about to wake up.

"How about it, how does it feel to look at the dead body of your loved one? Are you angry? Or is there no fluctuation in your heart?"

"Did you still dissect the corpse of your relative?"

"Do you hate yourself for being powerless?"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Hannibal licked his lips, glared at Du Wei and said angrily, "You want to kill me, don't you? Then what are you waiting for?"

He slapped the table hard, with a muffled sound.

"Come on, kill me."

"Don't let those so-called shackles and rules bind your will."

"Only the weak will abide by the order. Their lives are like weeds, exposed to the wind and the sun. They are everywhere, densely packed and annoying."

"As long as you want, you can ruthlessly harvest their lives with a sickle, and you can trample on their dignity at will."

"You can even have fun with it."

"So my kind, what are you waiting for?"

Hannibal almost growled.

He roared loudly at Du Wei, but his expression was extremely solemn, as if he was performing a noble ceremony.

But Du Wei lowered his head, took out a white mask expressionlessly, with many tiny cracks on the surface, and put it on his face.

next second.

In the surrounding black mirror, Du Wei's sitting figure was reflected.

He propped his chin with one hand, and put the other hand on his leg. He has an elegant posture and outstanding temperament. Even in such a weird scene, he still gives off a strong gentlemanly demeanor.

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