"I remember, there was a person who invented a surgery called frontal lobotomy, which is used to treat mental illness, which is very effective, and after this operation, other people will become very well-behaved and obedient, na......" Yan Bai seemed to show her favorite tools, her voice fluctuated, she opened the instrument bag in front of the table, and the equipment inside was displayed in front of Yan Yue one by one.

It's like a professional teaching knowledge to his students in class.

This feeling is very strange, obviously the person in front of him is immature, but he understands this as well as a professional who has been immersed in this industry for several years.

Because of this, Yan Yue felt that the familiarity in her heart was even stronger, and the person in front of her didn't want to be the Yan Bai she had seen in her memory, but like ...... Like the dead Yan Bai, Yan Bai is very talented in this aspect of forensics, and has shown super high talent since she was a child, plus Yan Bai has always thought that as long as she becomes good enough, she will be accepted by her parents, she studies very seriously and is very focused.

Every time I see those instruments, my eyes are just like the white eyes now, almost the same, this feeling is very weird, one is a dead person who has died, and the other is a living person standing in front of her now, different ages, no intersection, but for no reason to give her the same feeling.

The whole body was cold, Yan Yue looked at Yan Bai in front of her, her throat seemed to be contained by an invisible hand, so that she had no way to make a sound, no way to breathe, and even the nausea and hatred that she had forgotten for a while were only left with a bitter coolness.

"Sister Yanyue, what's wrong with you?" Yan Bai took off the mask on his face, looked at Yanyue in front of him, and spoke.

"Yan Bai...... It's impossible to touch these, who are you!?" Yan Yue's voice chilled, and many of the things Yan Bai showed were too unreasonable, and now, a terrible conjecture came to her mind, a person could not change so much, unless this person's core was completely changed, and it was no longer me, but Yan Bai in front of her was not me, who was she?

"Flutter...... Sister Yanyue, what do you say? Who am I, Sister Yanyue doesn't know?" Yan Bai listened to Yanyue's words, with a surprised look on his face, tilted his head to look at Yanyue, a smile was outlined at the corner of his lips, and he looked at Yanyue and spoke again softly.

"Sister Yanyue, are you sick?" Yan Bai played with the scalpel in his hand, as if preparing to perform surgery on Yanyue, the light of the blade flashed a cold glow under the incandescent light, and it could easily cut through Yanyue's skin.

Yan Yue was terrified, looking at the instrument bag on the table, that gaze seemed to be looking at some terrible existence, the name of the operation of frontal lobectomy will be very unfamiliar to many people, but for Yan Yue, this is very familiar, because she proposed to do a frontal lobectomy for Yan Bai, after the frontal lobe in the head is removed, people will become indifferent, no sense of autonomy, in the real sense of the word or a walking corpse, out of the breathing, can act independently, there is no other existence.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Suddenly, a cough was heard in the corner of the wall. 2k reading web