When the sun was just rising, Lu Mingfei was walking on the streets of Mumbai, looking to the side from time to time, and looking behind him with his spare eyes.

Behind him is a group of sneaky people, holding large brooms and wearing the image of sanitation workers, but wearing leather shoes.

This clumsy play made Lu Mingfei not worry about the other party harming himself at all, because they looked too stupid.

The road from the slums to the rich is getting wider and wider, and those people are getting closer and closer.

Lu Mingfei directly turned to look at those people and said, "If you don't want to die, don't follow me." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, although those people were dressed in tatters, they were wearing gold and silver, obviously they were rich and noble, but why did they follow him, Lu Mingfei didn't want to care, he just wanted to go back to Daqi.

"C1C1, the target patient has looked back at you twice, are you exposed?" In the headphone channel that Lu Mingfei couldn't hear, a magnetic male voice whispered.

"If you are exposed, the old lady will not be exposed!" The woman known as C1 responds in the headphones.

"C1, you may be suffering from irritability, I suggest you take some sodium valproate or lithium carbonate." The magnetic male voice was full of concern.

"Thank you, Dr. Rejica, but the old lady is not irritable!"

Ms. C1 gritted her teeth, and Dr. Rejika apparently didn't know it, saying that a ninja exposing her target was equated with slapping her in front of all the reporters in the presidential palace in the White House and calling her a scumbag.

"Long legs, long legs, are you listening?" In the other earphone of the C1 woman, the lazy woman said with a yawn.

"Did you hear that, and you just got up?" C1's tone was incredulous.

"yes, if it weren't for you, I'd still be dreaming, moved, right?"

"Next year, I will propose to the boss that I will take care of the money, and you will come out to do chores." C1 throws the big broom to the side of the road, and the action is full of emotion.

"Then we'll have to ask for food the year after tomorrow, don't tell me that the boyfriend you have has has a beggar gang leader or something." The female voice in the headphones teased.

"Of course not."

"I think so, then again, how are our huskies?"

"It's still crazy, potato chips, I don't think these doctors are reliable at all."

"Oh? They're the best psychiatrists in the world, and they're a couple of Nobel Prize winners, and that's the Rejika who just cared about you. "The introduction of the woman called the potato chips is like introducing her own team.

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"I really don't understand, why would the boss let me get involved too, wouldn't it be better to observe in secret?"

"Maybe it is for you to understand Lu Mingfei's mental state." Potato chips said.

"Does he need to know his mental state?" C1 glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was talking intently to a pigeon on the ground.

And at this moment, one of them sanitation workers walked up to Lu Mingfei's side, "Hey, buddy, what are you talking to the birds?" ”

Listening to the sound should be Rejica.

"I'll let it help me bring a message to the Great Qi Emperor." After Lu Mingfei finished speaking, he grabbed the pigeon, took the pigeon's head in his mouth, and released it after a while.

"Go ahead."

As he spoke, he spread his hand, and the pigeon flapped its wings desperately and flew away from Lu Mingfei's palm.

"Can you tell me, what to bring?" Rejika asked.

Lu Mingfei looked Rejika up and down, and then asked, "Who are you?" ”

"I ..... Street sweeper. Reggie Kabi measured the broom in his hand.

"Alas......"

Lu Mingfei sighed and slapped him in the face.

As he removed his hand, a crumpled ball of tissue paper appeared on Rejica's face.

"You have to sit back and forget the way, first figure out this "Book of Deception" before you talk."

"Deception?" Rejika was not angry, but held the paper in his hand and said to Lu Mingfei: "Can you teach me?" ”

"I ...... I don't know how to read. ”

"You can't be talented, go home." Lu Mingfei said, "Lying is stumbling." ”

"Can you tell I'm lying?"

"Isn't this nonsense, my face is red, and my heart is beating like I was visiting the kiln for the first time." Lu Mingfei shook his head, looking helpless.

"I know I don't have talent, but I don't really know what to do other than that." Rejika scratched her head.

"Huh." Lu Mingfei sneered, suddenly kicked Rejika to the ground, stepped on his chest with his left foot, put the knife against his neck and said: "If you want to sit and forget, I will help you now, and you can take a lot of detours if you die directly!" ”

His eyes shone fiercely, and his feet began to exert force, making Rejica's ribs squeak.

"Rejica, don't provoke the other party, follow his words!" Someone else's prompt came from the headset.

"Okay, okay, I shouldn't sit and forget." Rejica said with a sigh of relief.

"Go back and farm." Lu Mingfei let go of his feet and continued to walk towards the rich area.

The people behind him were in a mess, surrounding Rejika for various examinations, some rolling Rejica's eyelids, some constantly hitting the joints of Rejika's body with their hands, and even drawing something next to him, and then praying with a reverent face.

In the end, they agreed on a goal: to take Rejika to the hospital.

"Potato chips, are you sure these people are doctors and not patients?" C1, who saw this farce, held his forehead.

"People who have made achievements in a certain field must first understand the field very well, they are psychiatrists, and what they understand is mental illness."

"Okay."

As the two were talking, an ambulance stopped on the side of the road, and the dying Rejika was quickly carried away.

But there was no fear in the eyes of those psychiatrists, there was only excitement in their eyes!

"Guys, I think it's time for us to activate my treatment." Said the man who had just drawn a talisman on the ground.

"Mr. Rejika gave us a good start, he directly stirred the emotions of the patients, and he deserved to be a Nobel laureate."

"The information we get is that the patient hates this thing called sitting and forgetting, and we have no way of knowing the reason for this, but I have analyzed some of the characteristics of this called sitting and forgetting."

"They're going to lie."

Hearing this, some people in the crowd wondered: "What kind of trait is this, everyone will lie." ”

"I think it's been a lie." "We also have to keep playing the role of a liar who has been deceiving people, so that we can enter the inner world of patients and potentially cure them." ”

"Is there any basis for these theories?" Someone asked.

"Of course." The man nodded, and took out a book with a yellow cover from his arms, unlike modern books, it used cotton thread instead of glue or staples, and it looked very much like an ancient book.

"The name of the book is 'The Art of War,' and there's a sentence in it."

"Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles." He said in broken Chinese.

"Cool, it's a mysterious oriental power!" Those who questioned him immediately changed their tune.

On the side, the woman in the sanitation uniform with C1 printed on it listened to all this dumbfounded.