Inside the psychological counseling clinic.

Everything has returned to calm.

Du Wei sat on the sofa, holding a pencil in his white right hand, and writing the following on the paper:

[1. Choose suitable evil spirits, use the marking ability to form your own forces, and reduce the number of evil spirits.]

[2, to mark the evil spirits as shadows, buses, and Annabel]

[3. There are no evil spirits to be marked, and it is necessary to choose an absolutely safe evil spirit to act as an oppressor]

[4. Unresolved matters, antique clocks, and possible curses]

End of writing.

Du Wei has sorted out a clear and accurate context of what he will do in the future.

To form an evil spirit force, you have to find a suitable evil spirit, you have to be safer, and you have to be within your control at the last time.

The current Sombra and buses are the safest to be marked.

Even if Sombra always wanted to kill himself.

Annabel's safety level is one level lower than that of a bus.

But it is still within the acceptable range.

The ability to mark will make the evil spirit appear beside Du Wei regardless of distance and space.

If the marked evil spirit has enemies with him, then this ability can basically only be used to commit suicide.

But if you mark a bus, something like Annabel, it won't make things too bad.

At the very least, in Du Wei's control.

This is his arrangement of marking capabilities.

As for the evil spirits that are malicious to him, Du Wei will also selectively mark some, because he has many items on his body and has the ability to protect himself.

"Not counting the marked evil spirits, I have six evil spirits with me, which is enough for the time being."

Among the things Du Wei carried with him, masks, coins, umbrellas, joker cards, and flintlocks, each contained evil spirits.

The two sides of the coin each represent an evil spirit.

"There is also that oil painting. I rarely use it. Unless I go to school again, I will leave it at home for the time being."

Du Wei said so, got up and took out the oil painting that was tucked together from his backpack.

After thinking about it, he looked up to the second floor.

"Perhaps, hanging in the bedroom is a good choice."

...

the other side.

In Yard City.

It’s a bit far from New York, so it’s still raining, it just changed from heavy rain to light rain.

at this time.

Tom is wearing a police uniform and driving his car on the street.

Suddenly his cell phone rang.

The contact is his immediate leader.

Tom was a little puzzled, and hurriedly pressed the answer button, he heard a majestic middle-aged voice coming from the other end of the phone.

"Tom, your judgment on this cult incident in New York is very accurate. After careful consideration, we decided to give you more rights and resources."

The moment he heard this, Tom was dumbfounded.

what's the situation?

New York cult incident?

Is your judgment very accurate?

"Wait... Do you mean the Vinda religion when you say the cult incident in New York?"

The middle-aged man said solemnly: "Yes, if you hadn't made an accurate judgment and asked your friend Du Wei to notify the police, the matter could not be resolved so quickly this time."

Tom was shocked. His good brother checked out yesterday morning and left without even saying a word.

Co-author... He went back to New York to deal with Vinda.

But what does this have to do with yourself?

He was about to explain, but the voice on the other end of the phone made him hesitate.

"In view of your recent outstanding performance and the great achievements you have made this time, we have decided to transfer you back from Yad, and will adjust your position again. You have the right to control the entire New York police. "

Tom said entangledly: "Thank you for your cultivation..."

The other party said with satisfaction: "Work hard, when I retire in the future, my position will be given to you."

As he said, the other party added another sentence: "Also, you have to change your habit of going to the red light district, at least don't go during the day, otherwise the impact will be great."

Tom said awkwardly, "I will."

After all, the other party directly hung up the phone.

And Tom's expression became extremely exciting.

"I didn't **** do anything, can this be promoted?"

"There is also Vinda Cult, isn't it all dead, right?"

He thanked Du Wei from the bottom of his heart. If it were not for this friend, he would not have been promoted from a district police officer to his current position.

But he knew that every time he was promoted, he was inextricably linked with Du Wei.

Because every time I do the aftermath, I do it myself.

Tom rubbed his swollen head and couldn't help but vomit: "The last time I was promoted, it seems that the Vinda people died a lot. This time it is related to the Vinda religion."

"Fuck! Surely this group of lunatics will look at me one day."

Just talking.

Tom turned the front of the car and drove towards the Yard City Police Station.

He had to hand over work with the people in Yard City before he could return to New York.

It's just that Tom didn't notice that in front of the road he was going to drive on, it suddenly became gloomy for a second.

A huge architectural shadow flashed past, completely undetectable by the naked eye.

It's the House of Horrors...

If he didn't turn around, he would just drive the car into the house of horror.

And before.

The member of the Vanity Sect, Crocker Mercer once said that in the deepest part of the horror room, there is a mask of the Vanity Sect.

In that mask, there is a demon hidden.

He performed a blood sacrifice in the horror room, trying to appease the demon, but he didn't succeed.

The demon ran out with a mask, and the remaining horror room also turned into a strange existence.

It is the same thing as the bus.

And now, it is constantly moving throughout the world, and it seems to be doing something.

...

At this moment.

In Switzerland, the headquarters of the Twilight Church is underground.

James looked at Ryan in front of him with a serious face.

He said in a serious tone: "Mr. Lane, I really know Director Du Wei in your mouth. We used to fight side by side. Please trust me."

During this time, James discovered Ryan's secret.

This mental patient has a persistent enthusiasm for Du Wei. He always believes that Du Wei is the director of the psychiatric hospital and will give him a promotion and salary increase.

But Ryan scolded disdainfully: "Go to your mother, the director is the best doctor in our hospital, don't you just want to meet with the director through me and let the director treat you? Do you think you have a secret in front of me?"

James took a deep breath. He felt that he was about to figure out Ryan's thinking mode.

He forced a smile and said, "I and Du Wei are friends, not a doctor-patient relationship."

Ryan's eyes widened: "You actually call the director by his first name?"

James immediately changed his words: "I mean, I have a good relationship with Director Du Wei, so I think you should believe me, and you said I am a patient, then you, as a doctor, should have empathy for me. Correct."

Ryan spit, and said proudly: "Very well, you finally admitted that you are mentally ill. I am very pleased that I can finally treat you for the next step."

James struck while the iron was hot and said: "In fact, the people in the Twilight Church are mentally ill, and everyone needs your treatment, and don’t you want Director Du Wei to give you a promotion and salary increase? You join Twilight and cure us all. He will give you whatever you want."

Ryan hesitated: "But I lost contact with the director~lightnovelpub.net~ I call him every day and keep telling him that it has been shut down. I can't find him. How can I get a promotion and a salary increase."

James was puzzled: "You don't seem to have a cell phone, how can you call him?"

Ryan pointed to his head and said, "I dream of calling him every day, is there any problem?"

James was about to collapse, and he hurriedly changed the subject: "In this way, you join Twilight to treat us, as long as everyone thinks that you are sincerely joining, how about I apply to take you to Director Du Wei?"

It sounds reasonable.

So Ryan knocked his head: "Then I can join the Twilight Psychiatric Hospital, and I will be your attending physician in the future."

James was so excited, he laughed excitedly.

It's just that he didn't notice. When he laughed, his eyes were always calm and out of place...

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